Chapter 367: The Target

Looking at the face with a bit of old color, but with a sharp Qiandi plate in his eyes, Li Defu, the chief eunuch of the celebrant and the chief eunuch, had an indescribable fear in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It was as if sitting across from him was not the co-master of the world, but a demon who had mixed into the world from the demon world.

Take the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces.

Those vassal kings, as well as meritorious deeds, are too immature compared to Emperor Qian.

All the people are pawns in the hands of the Qiandi Pan. There is simply no right to resist.

It is foreseeable that after this policy is announced to the world, Situ Xing will definitely become the mortal enemy of the vassal king and the meritorious class, and under the suppression of such a great feudal king, Situ Xing's life is destined to not be easy.

As the most likely Confucian saint in the future, Situ Xing will certainly not sit still, and whether Confucianism will participate or not, he is bound to stand on the opposite side of the vassal king.

Cranes and mussels compete!

Fisherman's profit!

Regardless of the final outcome, Qiandipan is the biggest winner.

There was originally a somewhat difficult situation, but after being gently tapped a few times by the Qiandi Pan, he instantly cleared the clouds and saw the blue sky!

Even Li Defu, who is in charge of Blackstone and is scheming, can't secretly say admiration in his heart!

The Qiandi Pan is the Qiandi Pan!

Sit on the fishing platform and let the wind blow and the waves. seized the opportunity to make a brazen move, this time, not only put Situ in the hub, but even Confucianism and vassal kings were calculated by him.

Kill three birds with one stone!

It's really convincing!

And the Qiandi plate also has a back hand.

Even if Situ survives in the attack of the vassal king, he will definitely be trapped and unable to move an inch. If you get the grace of the emperor's grandson, you will definitely repay it.

But what he didn't expect was that these suppressions and acquaintances were all arranged by the old emperor himself. His life is like a puppet with a string, which has long been predestined.

Even if he could think of it, so what?

In the face of the Qiandi Pan, is he qualified to object and say no?

All beings in the world are between the applause of the Emperor Qianpan, what qualifications does he have to escape?

Who would have thought that the Qiandi Pan was just a fleeting effort, so he arranged this plan of killing three birds with one stone.

not only hit the vassal king hard, but also left a talent for the imperial grandson.

"The old slave understands!"

Thinking about this, the corner of the chief eunuch couldn't help but rise a wry smile, he seemed to be a puppet with a thread, and the string was in the palm of Emperor Qian's hand, not only him, Situ was like this, the Manchu Dynasty was like this, the prince and princess were like this, and even the imperial grandson was not like this?

The Emperor Qianpan is too holy!

The holy ones are terrifying.

All of them are pawns of the Emperor Qian's board.

Li Defu peeked at Emperor Qian's plate with a strange expression, then respectfully saluted and got up, and went to the central province with the edict.

Several adults in Zhongshu Province were on duty as usual, and there was nothing to do on the so-called duty, nothing more than drinking tea, chatting, and waiting for the summons of Emperor Qianpan.

However, this is rare. It's only a few times a year, so a few adults are very relaxed and casual, they lean on the chairs, and take off their official boots. Make it easier for your feet.

"It's spring now!"

"Who do you think will be the handpicked champion this time?"

An official with a somewhat thin face asked with some curiosity.

"Who could have predicted this?"

"In the end, it's Your Majesty!"

"It's just that I don't know that the lucky one, who won the champion position and entered the Hanlin Academy, will definitely have a smooth ride in the future, and after a few years of hard work, he will definitely be able to wear red and purple. ā€

"It's like when I waited for the year, to fill the gaps in Beijing, even if there were shortages, most of them were bitter cold places. ā€

"Who said no, I was assigned to the Criminal Department back then, and I was a non-influential. ā€

"After several years of hard work, I went to the household department!"

"You're already good. ā€

"Back then, I was assigned to a bitter cold place as a county magistrate, and I worked hard for three years to become a prefect, and another three years as a patrol press. ā€

"I have been in that bitter cold place for nine years, if it weren't for the political achievements of the past few years that entered the eyes of the king of people, I am afraid that I am still suffering there!"

"Who says it's not. ā€

"According to the practice of the imperial court, the top three are all very good. ā€

"It's just that I don't know which lucky one is this year, the broken laurel branch!"

"yes!"

"It's envy to think about it, if I had waited for the top three in the exam, I'm afraid I would have been wearing red and purple by now, how could I waste so many years!"

"Who says it isn't!"

Thinking of this year's top three, several people showed envy in their eyes.

Just as a few adults were chatting, Li Defu, the chief eunuch of the celebrant and the chief eunuch, walked in with a line of writing.

"Grandpa Li!"

"But Your Majesty summoned you?"

Several ministers who were chatting, and when they saw Li Defu, a red man beside Emperor Qianpan, they didn't dare to hold a shelf, so they hurriedly got up and greeted each other with a smile.

"Your Majesty did not summon you!"

"But go over and tell the old slave to let you adults see a strategy!"

Li Defu enjoyed the respect of several adults, and squeezed out a somewhat stiff smile on his face. Lang Sheng said.

"What is this?"

"Strategy!"

Several adults glanced at each other, and they all saw a trace of confusion in each other's eyes, but they didn't dare to hesitate, and after respectfully taking it, they quickly browsed.

"Tui En Order!"

"Cut the domain!"

"What a big deal!"

"What a ruthless mind!"

"This strategy is really vicious, and it is worse than the mistakes of the Wenjing and Jing dynasties. ā€

After a quick browsing, an adult said with some shock.

"There's no way to compare!"

"This policy is well-founded, and there are specific regulations!"

"If this law is implemented, within a few decades, there will be no vassal king in the world!"

Looking at the words like a dragon and a snake, a trace of fear rose in the hearts of every adult. A trace of apprehension rose in their hearts, and they exchanged glances with each other.

Because the handwriting of this strategy is so unfamiliar, even if they exhaust the memories in their minds, there is no way to determine the identity of this person.

Wasn't it written by the princes of the DPRK and China?

So who is that?

It's so spicy!

Could it be the latest hermit summoned by His Majesty?

Jungnam is the name of a mountain, and legend has it that it is the place where the ancient gods and kings lived, so many hermits settled here to live in seclusion.

However, in the eyes of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, these people are purely speculative.

The main reason is that Zhongnan Mountain is the closest to the divine capital. It seems to be born, but in fact it wants to enter the WTO.

When Taizu was in power, he once invited Shangshan Sihao from Zhongnan Mountain. It was precisely because of Shangshan Sihao's suggestion that Taizu did not abolish the crown prince and set up a new monarch.

Since the emergence of Shangshan Sihao, the number of people living in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain has increased day by day. But these people are all people who want to become officials through the shortcut to the south.

It seems that there is no dispute, but in fact it is a big dispute.

It is similar to Jiang Taigong's straight hook fishing.

At the beginning of Emperor Qianpan's ascension to the throne, he also recruited a few people, but soon found that they were just fame and reputation, wine bags and rice bags, and they gradually lost their minds in this regard.

Could it be that His Majesty recently invited a Haoshou hermit from Zhongnan Mountain?

Several people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and thought with some worry.