Chapter 64: A Hot Potato?
Speaking of this, Huang Qiong poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all, looked at the empty cup in his hand, and said lightly: "No matter what we do next, this mastermind behind the scenes will count us as one of the chess pieces in his hand that can be used." We escaped this step, and we won't be so lucky next time. ”
"So, if we want to untie it now, it's too late. And I have a faint feeling that the person behind this mastermind and the mysterious aphrodisiac incense that appeared in our house is a person. This person has a lot of secret energy, and he is not even inferior to the prince. ”
"If this intuition of mine is accurate, then when that person has already calculated us once, he knows that Song Zhizhao is in our mansion right now, how can he let go of this opportunity? Since this person is bent on provoking a conflict between us and the crown prince, it is very likely that Song Zhizhao will become a good pawn for him. ”
"Since no matter what we do, we can't escape the calculation, then we might as well be generous, what to do or how to do it. And I still have a feeling that when King Yong was drinking in our mansion that day, the real mastermind behind the scenes who gave me the black hand man is probably the same as this person. ”
Regarding Huang Qiong's analysis, Jia Quan was also taken aback. He didn't expect that the real target of the person behind the scenes was most likely not King Rui, but the Middle Palace, which had been sick for a long time and was rumored to be critically ill many times. If this is really the case, then this person is too terrible inside.
Originally, I thought that the person wanted to hug the grass and beat the rabbit, but King Rui was just the grass he wanted to hug, and the prince was the rabbit. Looking at it now, there is still a certain deviation in his judgment, and Zhonggong is the rabbit he really wants to fight. Think about it, once this matter is opened, the suspicion of King Rui's rebellion will definitely be there.
I can't be in the stimulated middle palace, if I know that my son is involved in rebellion. The body is already close to running out of oil, and now it is just barely supporting the middle palace, I'm afraid that Daxing is in front of you. And without the support of the middle palace behind it, it is equivalent to the most tamping brick under the prince's position being taken away.
The foundation is loose, and it is much easier to continue digging the foot of the wall. And once the middle palace is big, I'm afraid the first unstable thing is the palace. At least that Concubine De will never give up the idea of being on top. The palace is unstable, and the prince will mess up if he doesn't do it, so he will have more opportunities.
Moreover, from the facts I know about the DPRK and China, as long as the middle palace is in the middle palace for one day, even if the four sons of the palace fight to the death in private, they will still pretend to love each other on the surface. The five mothers and sons in the cold palace have lived dependent on each other for many years, so that the sons of the middle palace have always served their mothers to filial piety.
The influence of the middle palace on the four sons is far inferior to that of the emperor. As long as the middle palace is in one day, the four sons will control and restrain themselves. But as long as the Zhonggong is big and loses the biggest support of the DPRK and the central government, and it is also the biggest constraint, I am afraid that the disaster Xiao Wall is just around the corner.
In addition to the fact that the King of Shu is difficult to figure out, or the distance is too far and the arm cannot be stretched so long, I am afraid that the secret battle before the prince, King Rui, and King Jing will immediately turn into an open dispute, and even it is not impossible for the sword soldiers to meet each other. The middle palace is here, and it can only be suppressed. The middle palace is gone, will these people still have any scruples?
The young prince in front of him was not wrong, I am afraid that the emperor also saw this, so he forced this earth-breaking case down. Even if he knew that Song Gongliang was wronged, the prince would not be satisfied with how to deal with this matter, and the emperor could only suppress this case for the sake of the peace of mind of the middle palace.
In the end, he is a smart person, Huang Qiong's voice fell, and Jia Quan figured out the ins and outs of this matter in the shortest possible time. It's just that after thinking about it clearly, Jia Quan couldn't help but ooze a trace of cold sweat behind his back. He didn't expect that in order to achieve his goal, that person would not even let go of a patient who had been lingering on the sickbed for a long time and knew that there was not much time left.
This person is scheming and ruthless, enough to be called a conspirator. With his own dim sum machines and means, I am afraid that I can't even catch up with the children in front of others. It's ridiculous that he still claims to be a descendant of a poisoner, but he can't even catch up with half of them, which is really ridiculous.
Looking at Jia Quan's pale face after listening to his words, Huang Qiong, who roughly guessed what he was thinking, poured Jia Quan another glass of wine with his own hands before saying: "Sir, you don't have to be too modest, this person's methods are indeed ruthless, but he is inferior." Even this success has lost hearts and minds. ”
"Sir has always been quick-witted, but I would like to advise him here. No matter what you do, the conspiracy can only succeed for a while, and the yang conspiracy is the way to win. Whoever wins by conspiracy will be repelled by the conspiracy he has planned. And those who play this kind of conspiracy are destined to not be able to get on the stage. ”
"The wisdom of the gentleman lies in the analysis and judgment of the situation, not in this inferior means. Besides, if Mr. is really such a person, I don't dare to use Mr. Although it can't be said that there is any radical behavior towards Mr., at most it is just to provide Mr. up. ”、
"This kind of person who does everything, at least I don't dare to use it. This kind of person is a double-edged sword, and if you use it well or not, you will hurt others and yourself. I'd rather have no one available in my hands than use this kind of person. But I'm glad that this is not the kind of person. I can still trust Mr. as a person. ”
Huang Qiong's words fell, and Jia Quan couldn't help but look at Huang Qiong with a wry smile and said: "What the prince said is that throughout the ages, there have been few good ends for those who are good at conspiracy. The prince has great ambitions, and although he can succeed in these conspiracies for a while, he still falls behind in the final analysis. Just as the prince said, Yangmou is the avenue. ”
"But, Lord Wang, what are you going to do with this matter of Song Zhizhao? This hot potato is now impossible to lose, and I am afraid that it will give people a good mouth if it is left. It's like a hedgehog, no matter how you hold it, it's a stabbing person. If one is not handled well, it will be that the fox does not hit, but it will cause a fuss for himself. ”
Regarding Jia Quan's doubts, Huang Qiong said lightly: "It's still the same sentence, just do what you want." He can leave whenever he wants, and it's not a big deal if he wants to stay. When I look at this, I am also a man of temperament. Okay, the same can be used for me. Even you, Mr. Jia, will receive a proud disciple. ”
Huang Qiong's words, although they did not say it clearly, but Jia Quan understood the meaning. Nodding slightly, Jia Quan did not continue to mention this matter. The young prince in front of him, since he has already planned to hold it high and take it lightly, he should not be too entangled in the details.
Jia Quan, who saw it, had carefully tasted this good Shuzhong wine in the cup for the first time since he started eating. Although he can't say that he is a good drinker, Jia Quan still applauds this kind of wine constantly. It's just that he drank happily, but Huang Qiong didn't raise a glass. It's just that there is no word, chatting with him there, and it is right to relax by yourself.
After the banquet was over, Jia Quan, who was already a little drunk, was supported by the eunuch. Huang Qiong also got up and left the study and came to Chen Yao's door. This time he didn't hesitate, but directly pushed open the door that had been reserved for him. Huang Qiong knows that every time she feels tired, this will always be the only place she can relax.
Today's matter, Huang Qiong's handling seems to be breeze, but in fact it is very stressful. He knew that his call to take in Song was an unintentional move, but others would not care whether he was intentional or unintentional. Especially the prince who even wants to dig up the grave and whip the corpse of someone in order to vent his hatred, I am afraid that after this incident, he will add a heavy sum to himself in his heart.
Although there is no itching if there are more lice and no worries about debts, the problem is that the contrast between the strength of himself and the prince is too great. If the prince is determined to rectify himself now, unless he takes the risk of killing him directly, he will not have the slightest power to fight back. and the person who gave himself a black hand on the first day of his inauguration, and now he is like a thorn in his back.
If Song Zhizhao stayed, he would take the initiative to pull at least half of the prince's hatred down on himself. and the main messenger behind Song Gongliang's incident, he didn't be able to make waves this time, will he really stop there? I've only been in the house for a few days, and two things happened one after another. I want to cause trouble, but some people don't intend to let them go.
The current situation is self-evident to the pressure on Huang Qiong. Especially now, he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself. When others fight, let alone fight back, they don't even have the ability to resist. For Huang Qiong, the enemy on the surface is not terrible. But this kind of opponent hidden under the surface of the water and invisible is what worries him the most.
For Huang Qiong, this feeling made him feel not ordinary tired. It's not the kind of physical exhaustion, but the mind is really tired. Especially since there is no one available in his hands, only Jia Quan, who has not fully integrated into it in many aspects, Huang Qiong feels that he still needs a certain amount of time before he can play his true level.
It's not that Jia Quan doesn't have that ability, it's that he's still outside this circle. Before he really blends in, he can only help himself come up with ideas for the time being. In terms of big things, it still seems a little too petty. Today, Song Zhizhao has dealt with too many gains and losses.
It's not that he really doesn't have that ability, but although he has this talent, after all, the previous pattern is still a little too narrow. There are things on some levels that he has no access to at all. In fact, it's himself, if he hadn't read more history books in his previous life, it is estimated that the pattern would not be as good as him.
It's just that it will take some time for him to really fit in. Until then, most of the things are on your own. Coupled with the current intrigue, Huang Qiong wants to say that she is not tired, it is fake. In the cold palace before, although my mother rarely communicated with herself, she took on most of the pressure for herself.
Although the life of the cold palace is lonely, the wall also shields itself from the wind, frost, snow and rain outside. When she faced it, Huang Qiong felt what real intrigue was, what was murderous, and she understood what it meant to fight alone. Although it can't be said that you live in trembling every day, you don't dare to slack off a little.
The life of intrigue made Huang Qiong feel not ordinary tired. Since that night, only in Chen Yao's place will Huang Qiong feel that she can truly relax herself. From the unnatural at the beginning to the natural now, Huang Qiong has taken a very important step in her life. When the curtain on Chen Yao's bed was lowered, the two lonely hearts were firmly leaning together.