This year has not been very friendly to the Emperor!
First, Concubine Zhengui passed away, and just after she was buried in the imperial mausoleum, news suddenly came from Jinling that the old lady of the Zhen family also went there.
Regardless of whether the Emperor has feelings for Concubine Zhen Gui or the nanny Mrs. Zhen whom he has not seen for many years, the death of 'acquaintances' one after another is definitely not good news for the Emperor who is also in his final years.
Therefore, the emperor is ill, and he is very ill!
At this time, the situation in the court has changed dramatically, and now it takes advantage of it.
As if he didn't want to wait any longer, at a small court meeting shortly after the Emperor fell seriously ill, Jin couldn't wait to seep sand into the Ministry of War, intending to appoint a certain civil servant in his entourage to become the Minister of War, and control the appointment of mid-level and low-level military attachés.
This is digging into the roots of the Xungui Group...
Not to mention the bloody turmoil in the court, overt and covert attacks, under the current circumstances where they have an absolute advantage, the civil servant group is on the verge of going crazy, and it is like one family is the only one.
The noble ministers in the court were more or less impeached.
Even among the fourth, fifth and sixth rank middle-level officials in the capital, no one who comes from noble families can escape.
As the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture, Lian Er can be said to be extremely powerful, so he naturally became a key target of attacks and suffered more than a dozen impeachments in a row.
Even idle officials like Mr. Zheng were impeached twice.
For a time, everyone in the capital was in danger, and the Rong Mansion was even more gloomy and panicked.
This time, even the second wife, Mrs. Wang, did not mention Princess Yuanchun in the palace. All fools knew that Princess Yuanchun was not worthy at all.
"Are you crazy now to treat your noble ministers so harshly?"
Feeling depressed, Lian Er went to Jia Cong's house instead of going back to his hometown. After drinking a few glasses of water and wine, he couldn't help but pour out his bitter words: "I have been impeached by the censor seven or eight times in this short period of time.
It’s just nitpicking, and it’s made me lose my prestige so much that I don’t even dare to take any action!”
At this point, he suddenly laughed out loud: "The second master is even worse. He was doing his job well, but he was impeached. He was so frightened that he was in panic all day long!"
Sure enough, seeing someone who is more unlucky than yourself will naturally make you feel better.
"Now this is like being fooled!"
Jia Cong smiled and said to the point, leisurely: "If the Xungui Group really collapses, I guess he won't be able to sleep well either!"
"How do you say this?"
Lian Er suddenly became interested and couldn't wait to urge: "Speak quickly, don't whet your appetite!"
"It is estimated that some civil servants deliberately guided him to regard the top nobles in the capital as his opponents, and raised the concept that he could not fully control the court without completely overthrowing the top nobles in the capital. Who is the top noble?
Are they all on the side of the Emperor?"
Jia Cong spoke leisurely, with the posture of a dog-headed military advisor pointing out the country.
"Is this the case now?"
Lian Er was a little dumbfounded and felt a little chilly in his heart, so he couldn't help but speak.
"Who said that Jin Jin was extremely inconspicuous before he ascended the throne? Both his mother's family and his own power were quite average. There was no noble power willing to contact him at all. There were only civil servants around him. The environment had clearly biased him!"
Jia Cong explained calmly: "Suddenly sitting on the throne of God, and experiencing the suppression of the Xungui Group, it is normal to have resentment in your heart!"
"Then there's no need to regard all the top nobles as opponents!"
Lian Er puzzled and said: "No matter what the force is, once one family dominates, it is not a good thing!"
"It's a pity that at this time, people are in high spirits, and the civil servants are very obedient and honest. I guess they won't think of this for a while!"
Jia Cong shook his head and said: "After all, it was not made through bloody fighting. The understanding of certain things is not deep enough!"
For example, the importance of the knife handle!
He was asked to say that he would rather support the empress or the relatives of the concubine's family than leave the appointment and dismissal of mid-level and low-level military officers in the hands of civilian officials.
That is why there is no Ming Dynasty in this world, otherwise the emperor would not act like this no matter how weak his brain was.
"Is there any way to save the situation?"
Lian Er spoke subconsciously, and even he couldn't help but shake his head after speaking. Apparently he felt that he was really ill and had to seek medical treatment.
"have!"
Unexpectedly, Jia Cong's answer was unexpected, and he said calmly: "If a big war breaks out, even if you want to control the Ministry of War now, you have to pinch your nose and put it aside until the war is over!
"
By then, there will be more room for maneuver.
Don’t we trust civil servants nowadays? If we try to get these civil servants to go to the battlefield and lose a few battles or even die one or two, we will have no choice but to do anything about it.
He suspected that in the original work of Red Mansions, the Prince of Nan'an who was stationed in southern Xinjiang suddenly started a fight with the bordering Qianxiang Kingdom, which should also have such considerations.
It's just a pity that the Prince of Nan'an County is too useless and his own ability is so poor that his entire army was wiped out and he was captured by a neighboring country, so there is nothing to say.
If we change to someone more powerful and fight the Qianxiang Kingdom on an equal footing, and then the Qing court sends a civil servant boss to supervise the army, it will be too easy to kill a few.
"Are you crazy? You can even say such things!"
Lian Er was startled, his face changed wildly and he reminded him angrily: "In this case, don't say it again in the future, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth!"
hehe……
It can only be said that Lian Er is just a young man from a noble family, and he no longer has the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of his ancestors.
Even he himself didn't expect that he would be involved in this trend.
On this day, the young man Wangcai suddenly came over to report a situation. Someone threw a small paper ball in the concierge. After reading the contents, he did not dare to neglect and immediately came over with the small paper ball to report.
I took the paper ball, opened it and glanced at it. The content was very simple: the palace intends to expand the number of dragon guards, and my little friend is also among the recruiters!
A sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, he put his palms together and rubbed them together, turning the small paper ball directly into powder. Jia Cong's eyes flashed and he said lightly: "Go and inquire to see if everyone in the Xungui family has got the information. Be careful.
Don’t alert others!”
Wangcai responded and left in a hurry...
The paper ball should have been given by Daochang Chen!
Jia Cong's heart brightened, and he knew that this might be a trick he pulled out because he wanted to make him a guard at the imperial court.
After all, when he first rescued Taoist Chen, he single-handedly drove away the Laitou monk and the lame Taoist priest, and even snatched the psychic gem.
Even though Daochang Chen was already unconscious at the time, it didn't stop him from thinking about his strong fighting power now. It's not difficult to understand why he wanted to take him under his command.
It's just that he feels a little funny...
Damn it, while he is blatantly suppressing the top noble groups in the capital, he also wants him, a son of a noble family, to act as a bodyguard to protect the safety.
Have you ever thought that if Jia Cong was unhappy and got angry, wouldn't he be actively putting himself in a dangerous situation?
Or do you think that since the emperor is really the son of destiny, Jia Cong would not dare to kill him brazenly?
Do you know what it means to "have a sharp knife and a murderous intention"?
Anyway, he will never become a Dragon Guard. Even if he can be promoted quickly through this path, Jia Cong has no intention of being a junior brother today.
If he didn't still have some ideas and things that needed to be tested in the world of Red Mansions, he would have left this world long ago.
I just didn't expect that the situation in the imperial court would change, and the prosperous situation of Rong Mansion would be in danger of total collapse.
No matter what, since he traveled through time and became a descendant of the Rong Mansion, there was no reason to just sit back and watch.
At this time, Jia Cong's thoughts changed again. Before leaving this world, he had to leave a way out for Rong Mansion and the Jia family in the capital. This was his last gift to Rong Mansion.
Obviously, I am too busy nowadays...
The next day, Jia Cong arrived at the clan school, but was stopped by Huan San, who looked anxious, and said angrily: "Boss, you must help me this time to save my aunt from the fire pit!"
"What's wrong? Aunt Zhao had an accident?"
Jia Cong was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what he was doing.
Damn it, if it hadn't been for Huan San's sudden arrival, he would have almost forgotten that although Aunt Zhao was spared her death due to the current amnesty, she was sent to the very famous family temple Mantou Temple in the original work of Red Mansions.
Even though it may look like a nunnery, it is actually a place where filth and evil practices hide!
When Aunt Zhao gets there, she is not a being who can practice Buddhism quietly, so she might not be affected?
Sure enough, Huan San pulled Jia Cong aside to a remote corner, and explained the matter clearly in a hurry and quickly. By the end, his face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Boss, you must help this time!"
It turned out that after Huansan had made preparations to leave the government, set up a household, and register at the Yamen, he remembered Aunt Zhao who was imprisoned in the Mantou Nunnery, and planned to go there and visit her.
He also showed his face to let everyone in the Mantou nunnery know that Aunt Zhao had a son, so as not to bully the aunt in the nunnery.
Unexpectedly, when we arrived at Mantou Temple, the other party refused to let us in.
That's okay, there are always some taboos in a nunnery.
Unexpectedly, before he could turn around and leave to think of another solution, a very handsome young lady from the nunnery, Zhi Zhi, followed him quietly and came up to her in a remote place, smiling and offering her help in contacting Aunt Zhao.
Although Huan San felt something was wrong, he still paid the price of ten taels of silver and asked his sister-in-law to help contact Aunt Zhao. It would be best to find an opportunity to meet.
Zhi'er still had some ideas. Within a short time, Jia Cong and Aunt Zhao met in the corner beside Mantou Temple.
Who would have thought that after meeting Aunt Zhao, she couldn't help but cursed the nuns in Mantou Nunnery for not being good people.
I had heard that this nun's temple in my house was inappropriate before, but I didn't expect that after arriving here, I realized that this place is really a smoky ghost place.
Not to mention the old nuns, the little nuns here are all pretty and pretty, and they are full of coquettishness. You can tell at a glance that they are not good birds.
Turning her head, she had runny nose and tears again, indicating that she really couldn't stay here any longer, and Huan San must rescue her...