By the way, among the dignitaries of the Jin Kingdom by the river, there must be some smart ones and some not smart ones, but even the smart ones dare not say a word when they are blocked by many armored cavalry at both ends... Moreover, even the smart ones may not know that they are.
Should I stay put or should I get out?
So, for a while, except for a handful of smart and well-educated people who calmly stayed where they were, the rest of them all chose a trap, no matter what their thoughts were or what their purpose was.
Those who swarm toward the north, those who panic toward the south, and those who calmly stay in place cannot escape anyway.
"You who claim to be saving me, do you really want to save me, or are you trying to take advantage of the chaos to rebel?!"
When the three groups of people stood still, Wu Shu, the king of Wei on the hill, pulled out his sword and changed his face to one of the groups on the spot.
For a moment, not to mention those who were not smart at the bottom of the slope, they were smart. Even those in safe positions on the slope, including a few truly handsome people who had already anticipated the situation, became awe-inspiring.
To put it bluntly, no matter how smart you are, no matter how thoughtful you are, no matter how well you understand political tactics, no matter how far-sighted you are, no matter how far-sighted you are, you still can't make a difference in the current situation... Since King Wei has made up his mind about who he wants to die.
, then there is really no way out!
This is called the softness of a finger wrapped around a thousand wires, but it is no match for a hundred steel-making tools.
In fact, even the young king Wanyan Hela was slightly startled at first, then quickly became serious, and then fell silent... Although he could not understand the current situation, he seemed to remember that day when his fourth uncle called him to the ministerial office.
Taiwan, and what happened after I left.
The dignified marshal of the capital, the Optimus Prime of the Great Jin Kingdom, and the Purple Gold Liang were like figures. One moment, they were high and high, judging themselves as a decision-maker. The next moment, they were hammered to death on the threshold of the main hall of the Chancellery, and they became like a rag bag.
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Since he does not have any military power, he cannot easily disobey his three uncles. Moreover, the three uncles have no reason to deal with him.
Of course, a high-ranking ruler, and a young ruler at that, could remain silent, but something that was somewhat unexpected by Qin Huizhi and other Han ministers was that the group of people who were first called out neither begged for mercy nor defended themselves. They were still confused at the moment.
They seemed to be confused at this time, but they became quiet and stood there with their hands tied, looking at each other coldly.
"What about those who are going to the front line?" Under the lingering smoke in the early morning, Wanyan Wushufu raised his knife and pointed at another group of people. "You claim to be going to fight the enemy. Who can prove that you don't want to fight with Puluhu?"
?!"
There was still a deathly silence, but the armored cavalry on both sides became a little impatient. After the smoke, there was obviously the sound of weapons rubbing iron, and the sound of war horses neighing and stamping on the ground.
"And you." That's not all. The ferocious-looking Wei Wangfu pointed at the group of people down the slope who hadn't moved at all. "What kind of intentions do you have if you don't do anything after such a mess?!"
After Wanyan Wushu said these three sentences, he actually meant not to let anyone go!
And now, there was finally a commotion below... Some people were making noises, some were touching their weapons, some were pointing at King Wushu of Wei and shouting curses, and some were questioning the king, why did he sit back and watch such rebellious ministers kill innocent people indiscriminately?
After all, Wanyan Hela was young. Seeing this scene, especially the young aristocratic whom he had taken a liking to a few days ago, his thoughts immediately became confused.
Then, I couldn't help but want to say something.
But at this moment, unexpectedly, someone behind him suddenly reached out and grabbed him... Hela turned around and saw that it was his master Han Fang, and he immediately lowered his head obediently.
This scene was seen clearly by Qin Hui and Hong Ya, and not only Han Fang. Qin Huizhi, who was a little panicked, looked sideways and found that Lian Wulin Dazanmo and Wanyan Xiyin were two real top Jurchens. The civil servants also stood solemnly, without any intention of making a sound to stop him.
After a while, someone finally spoke up, but it was only King Wei himself who responded to the group of people at the foot of the slope.
"Why am I going to kill everyone?"
Wu Shu sneered while taking back the knife, and then took a rest. "It's just that we all know very well that there are obviously Puluhu clique among these people. The king and I knew it in Yanjing, and we can't let you fool them." ...So now we have to capture all of you and quickly identify the remaining ones. Naturally, the king of the country will come out to pardon you and become your high officials to enjoy your blessings!"
This is to follow the map and eliminate them at fixed points... Hearing this, everyone relaxed up and down. Poxia, who had been making noises, was even more frustrated on the spot. Many people were actually a little angry, cursing and speaking bluntly about the king of Wei. They did not follow the traditional tribal ethics and even carried out a sneak attack even though they had a large army at their disposal.
At this point, Qin Huizhi couldn't believe that Wu Shu actually listened to his own advice and lifted it up high and put it down gently... But immediately, he saw what it meant to lift up and put it down gently by the nationalization of the tribal alliance outside the Great Wall. Put it down gently:
As King Wushu of Wei put away his sword, Wen Dun Sizhong and Wu Lin Da Tai came forward together, took out the roster they had prepared, and directly sent armored cavalry to arrest people... The only difference was that Wen Dun Sizhong captured one , he was dragged directly to the river and beheaded, while Wulin Datai wanted to slow down there and gather ten people to kill him together.
Starting from the morning, it only took half an hour to kill a full third of the hundreds of powerful people. Then without confining or restraining them, they directly abandoned these people and returned to the opposite camp. , continue to search for these people's children, guards, cronies, etc.
It can only be said that fortunately Qin Huizhi was a little mentally prepared at the beginning, so after the ups and downs of his mood, he finally came to his senses on the small slope and observed carefully - just as he thought at the beginning, King Wei Of those killed, about 30% were from the old kings' lineage, 30% were from the relatively free and somewhat rebellious Khitan, Xi, Han, and Bohai clans, and the rest were mostly Jurchen military elites who resisted the central Chinese transformation.
This level of purge was the ultimate that Qin Hui could imagine, but how dare he believe that after killing the people, the entire team, from the king down, would set up a small camp directly in the east of the river, and then the king would give a banquet to the king of Wei. How about raising glasses directly to the group of noble people who had escaped from death just standing at the bottom of the slope?
It’s as casual as if the thing didn’t happen at all!
Maybe it was because of the fire last night and too much smoke. In the morning, the clouds gradually condensed and it became rainy. In the afternoon, it started to rain.
At this time, Qin Hui, Hong Ya, and Zheng Xiunian, who had left the banquet, all had dark faces, but they just sat in a newly erected tent, and then looked at each other... It was not only their servants who Because they were separated in the chaos, and more importantly, the three of them felt safe when they got together at this time.
To put it bluntly, they were scared.
The reason why they were frightened was not because of the killing, but because even though they had been mentally prepared, they still did not expect that around the highest power of the Jurchens, even if Wu Shu personally expressed a magnanimous attitude, the person he killed would still be so.
There are so many, and they are so direct and rude!
What's even more frightening is that everyone thinks Wu Shu is magnanimous.
"I knew you were here."
Suddenly, a man opened the wet curtain and walked in. Zheng Xiunian was almost frightened to the ground. Only when he saw Wanyan Xiyin, the Deputy Prime Minister of the Province, could he hold on.
"Mr. Xiyin." As Wanyan Xiyin's direct subordinate and de facto deputy, Hong Ya quickly stood up and saluted.
Qin Hui and Zheng Xiunian also followed closely behind.
"There is no need to be polite." Wanyan Xiyin stood at the door curtain, with water dripping from his back and a complex expression on his face, but he did not come in at all. "Just say a few words and leave... Do you think the Jurchens are too barbaric and rough?
You can go to jail, you can just kill the first culprit, but you still kill a person with his head rolling around, and this is the result of the King of Wei lifting it up high and putting it down gently? And everyone up and down actually thinks that this is a normal and acceptable thing? "
Qin Hui and the others were silent, because Xi Yin's questions almost touched their hearts.
"You don't understand, everything must be done according to tradition, just like you Song people have to follow ancestral family laws and established rules when doing things." Seeing this, Xi Yin became more and more emotional, and looked back at the man standing in the rain.
The pine forest was dark with smoke, and then he looked at Qin Hui, the leader of the three people in the tent again. "Qin Xianggong, Pingdi Pine Forest is the ancestral land of the Khitan people. Many Khitan anecdotes and allusions happened here. You are knowledgeable and talented.
, do you know something that Queen Shuluping, the founder of the Khitan people Yelu Abaoji, did nearby?"
Qin Huizhi tried his best to smile: "Xiangong Xiyin is joking, so he knows it. But now the official is confused, how can he know what Xianggong is talking about?"
"It's about being buried with a severed hand." Xiyin nodded in response and spoke slowly. "On that day, Abaoji, the Taizu of the Liao Dynasty, died. The queen, Shu Luping, was in power and disliked her eldest son, Yelu, for being weak and weak. She wanted to abolish the eldest son and establish a younger one.
But the eldest son is the eldest son after all, and he is naturally popular and somewhat full-fledged. So Shuluping took the opportunity to bury Abaoji and gathered all the central civil and military ministers who supported the eldest son, saying that they were all Abaoji's confidants.
, He should go and bury Abaoji... The saying goes, call one person up and kill one person."
Qin Hui and the others were motionless, already numb.
"And among them, when it was the turn of a Han minister, he finally stopped Shuluping with words and asked Shuluping, as the closest person to Abaoji, why he didn't go and bury him in person? So Shuluping placed it in Abaoji's coffin.
The general chopped off one of his own hands, and then stuffed it into his husband's coffin, saying that he was using his hand as a substitute... After this move, the Han ministers and the remaining people could only let the Khitan Queen control her.
Kill them all in front of Taizu's spirit."
After Xiyin finished speaking, he still stood at the tent door, but paused for a while, and stared blankly at the increasing rain outside.
After a while, this member of the power core, who was probably the most knowledgeable among the Jurchens, turned around and continued to say with emotion:
"Three of you, I am saying this today because I want to tell you that this has been like this since ancient times in the north. Just don't take action. Once you take action, the situation will be the same at the lowest level... And if King Wei sets this trap today, if it is like this
The Zhao Guan family in the south usually only expels seventy or eighty people. If we change the name of the place, I am afraid that our prestige will be lost immediately, and then there will be countless counterattacks."
The three of them looked at each other, their faces ashen, but they could no longer remain silent.
In the end, it was Qin Hui who took the lead and bowed his head to say: "Thank you very much, Mr. Sir, for your advice."
"What's the point?" Xi Yin stood there with an ugly face. "Is this kind of thing worth boasting about? Do you think I don't envy the Zhao Guan family in the south for expelling a group of people and changing the name of the place to clear up the government and the opposition? If not,
I think it's ridiculous, why should I wholeheartedly want to change the Han system? Moreover, did King Wei's move really not frighten those people and cause trouble that would be detrimental to him in the future? Your Qin Xianggong's advice to the king of Wei and the king of Wei this morning:
Doesn’t it make sense? It’s just that the arrow has to be fired!”
Qin Hui and others bowed their heads more and more deeply, not daring to raise their heads.
"I'm just here to tell you why Han Xueshi and I didn't stop the King of Wei from going to Wulin to answer the book in the morning." Wanyan Xiyin finally let out a long sigh. "I also want to tell you why the King of Wei and the king didn't
I just listen to your advice...and I hope you will cherish the situation that King Wei has created regardless of himself and do things with your heart in the future!"
Qin Hui and the others just bowed their heads and saluted... There was really not much they could do at this time.
"That's all." Seeing this, Wanyan Xiyin finally shook his head. "The king has decreed that you should follow the example of moving some structures from the south... You can organize them and give them to Hong Chengzhi, and Hong Chengzhi will come to me again... Anyway,
, today’s matter is over, and you can do your work with peace of mind!”
After saying that, Xiyin turned around and left, regardless of the rain behind him getting heavier and heavier.
Qin Hui and the other three sat back in shock, and then just looked at each other again and again.
I don’t know how much time passed, but when I heard the sound of rain outside the tent, it was Hong Ya who was the first to smile bitterly: "It sounds ridiculous. You obviously want to change these things, but you have to do these things first; someone obviously did it over and over again with his own hands.
Waiting for something to happen, but the person who hates it the most has no choice but to do it...Qin Xianggong, which side is easier than the other?"
Qin Hui opened his mouth to speak, but could only remain silent.