Chapter 34: Wei Zhongxian sighs at dusk

Wei Zhongxian seems to be in power leaning towards the government and the opposition, controlling the government, and his minions are all over the entire empire, whether it is the court or the locality, he can do everything he wants, and make the Manchu Dynasty civil and military silent. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But he is often anxious in his heart, he understands that he is just a parasite of the imperial power, the reason why he can do whatever he wants, is because the Emperor of the Apocalypse needs him, use him to suppress the powerful Donglin Party, if the emperor uses him one day to use him enough, he feels that he is not needed, just a piece of edict down, immediately his own power system will immediately collapse, and immediately those who are loyal to their "disciples and grandchildren" , and the Donglin Party who is currently temporarily bowing to themselves, and even the local forces with heavy troops, can easily make him disappear.

If the emperor issued an edict to get rid of him, I am afraid that Cui Chengxiu or Li Yongzhen would first carry his head to ask the emperor for merit and reward! Thinking of this, I often get startled in the middle of the night, cold sweat flows, and my soul is restless!

After all, it is an imperial society, and every edict he issued to kill the Donglin Party and the opposition forces was signed by the Emperor of the Apocalypse himself, to put it mildly, he Wei Zhongxian is nothing more than a watchdog who controls hundreds of officials for the Emperor of the Apocalypse and balances the party struggle!

The dog is obedient, of course, feed it delicious, keep it well, the dog is disobedient, or the dog can't bite, then the owner will be able to eat him stew at any time!

However, Wei Zhongxian also understood that what he was doing was nothing more than a game of dead chess, and no matter how he struggled in any way, the result would not be able to escape the fate that the emperor had brought him! He had devised hundreds of schemes to consolidate his power, but when he calculated it, the result was that he was extremely desperate -- there was no solution to this problem!

The only thing he could do was to pray day and night, praying for the Emperor of the Apocalypse to be in good health and live forever. He understood that as long as the Emperor of the Apocalypse lived, he would not be deprived of his power, because the Emperor needed to hold his sword to cut down all the retainers he resented: the Donglin Party, which held the power of public opinion and moral interpretation, and the bureaucrats who were superficially subservient and secretly fooled.

But in the entire empire, there are too few people who understand this truth, and Zhu Youzhen, the prince of the faith, doesn't understand, so he is anxious and sleepless day and night, and the Donglin party people don't understand, so they fight back again and again, moths to the fire again and again, and there is no return. The eunuchs don't understand either, so they spend their days looking for victims who can torture, and use their power to create their suffering.

But there are three people who must understand: one is the Emperor of the Apocalypse himself, he is the layout, the other is Wei Zhongxian, he is the authority, and the other is our protagonist Wang Zhizheng, who is the observer. It's just that the authorities are not confused, and the bystanders are also clear. However, the authorities mistakenly believe that the spectators are just a "pawn" of their own. Officially, this reason buried his entire chess game.

Wei Zhongxian often sits in the courtyard of the Chitose Mansion, basking in the sun while in a daze, he is already an old man in his sixties, the age of a sixtieth year, he has gray hair and a wrinkled face, because there is no male *** He has lost all male signs, not only his voice is dull, yin and yang are weird, at first glance, he looks like an old lady in charge.

Not only is his appearance changing, but his personality has also become gloomy and cold, burying everything in the deepest part of his soul. Physical deformity leads to psychological deformity, he has no children and grandchildren, no family happiness, so he recognizes a lot of godsons, godsons. Although he also knew that those people were coming for his power.

He can't consume his physiology now, he can't marry a wife and take a concubine, he can't entertain himself, all he can consume is this so-called power.

He often looked down at the poor "victims" who were tortured by himself, those normal men, who were tortured by him, and it was better to live than to die.

But he enjoyed the power of life and death over them. It was as if he could get an indescribable pleasure, which had become his only enjoyment, and the only pleasure he had in life.

In order to allow the Emperor of the Apocalypse to hold the imperial power for a longer time, he is also constantly working hard. He colluded with the apocalypse emperor's nurse, the lascivious and vicious Hakka lady, and extended the butcher's knife to the emperor's young children and pregnant concubines.

He thought that the emperor could still reign for a long time, and if he gave birth to a prince now, with the emperor's playful temper, he would give up the throne to the prince early in the future, or make the prince uphold the national government, which might be a threat to himself.

Therefore, the three sons of the Emperor of the Apocalypse died one after another, and the pregnant concubines either miscarried for no reason, or died of strange illness, so that the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not have a son who grew up.

The emperor was only in his early twenties, and he thought that no matter how much Wei Zhongxian lived, he would not survive the abdication of the Emperor of the Apocalypse. Just when he was indulging in his game of power, thinking that the emperor could live forever and reign for a long time, the imperial physician told him that the emperor's health was not ideal, and if possible, try to solve the problem of the prince in advance.

Ever since he learned that the Emperor of the Apocalypse Dragon was in poor health and often coughed up blood, Wei Zhongxian's sense of fear rose again.

He fidgeted and spent his days plotting solutions with his advisors. And the ideas of the strategists also made him angry and funny.

Some suggested that he abolish the emperor and stand on his own, and Wei Zhongxian almost flipped the table on the spot.

Someone suggested that he set up King Xin as the prince, Wei Zhongxian didn't say it, but he knew in his heart: King Xin is the legal heir to the throne, if the emperor has no heirs, King Xin will succeed him It is the judicial process of the Ming Dynasty, and it is not something that can be changed by himself. But he was not sure about King Shin, and he decided to take a good look at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

Mrs. Hakka suggested that he take the maids in the palace out of the palace, let his sons and nephews make the maids pregnant, and then send them to the palace to pretend to be the emperor's dragon species, and wait until the future to replace the Ming Dynasty with the descendants of his Wei family.

Regarding Mrs. Hakka's strategy, Wei Zhongxian only responded lightly with two words: ridiculous! Not to mention whether he can gain the trust of the Emperor of the Apocalypse if he changes his own family, and whether he can fool the eyes of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, even if he can really inherit the throne, it is impossible for this child to admit that he is the son and nephew of Wei Zhongxian, the great eunuch, so what is the point of what he has done?

So after Wei Zhongxian calmed down, he decided to take a good look at the person he had never paid attention to: Zhu Youzhen, the king of letters.

Wei Zhongxian's feelings for Zhu Youzhen have only two words: Mu Ne. In his impression, this younger brother of the Son of Heaven, although he looks very similar to the Son of Heaven, has a diametrically opposite personality. The Son of Heaven loves to play and make trouble, likes to toss, and has incomparably abundant energy and physical strength every day, but Zhu Youzhen, the king of letters, is a wooden child, he lowers his eyebrows all day long, and does not say a word, he never greets any courtiers, nor does he take the initiative to speak to anyone. He always kept his head down and didn't say a word.

According to Wei Zhongxian's experience, such a person is either really stupid, really cowardly and honest, and not in the climate, or he is extremely hidden and extremely deep!

The reason why he is uncertain now is because he is not sure, whether this sixteen or seventeen-year-old letter king Zhu Youzhen is honest and cowardly and not good at words, or a Zhongshan wolf with great ambitions, Taoguang and obscurity, and is extremely deep.

With his mind decided, he decided to test the king of faith first.

Who to send, Cui Chengxiu, no, Cui Chengxiu is humble on the surface, but in fact, he doesn't want to replace him Wei Zhongxian. Li Yongzhen? Forget it, Li Yongzhen, this waste, what can he try to find out?

Suddenly, the doorman came to report that Wang Zhizheng returned to the capital from Suzhou with Tiqi, and asked the Chitose Lord at the gate to return to his life.

Wei Zhongxian's eyes lit up: Well, Zheng'er is back, let him in quickly!