Chapter 114 The blood is on the ground, shocking the nine shades, the flesh is returned to the people, I wish the king a thousand autumns!

All over the world.

The meaning of the three words is self-evident.

There are not many powerful ministers in history who have achieved these three words.

The first was Yi Yin, but he became the culprit of the later royal power and jealousy of the ministers, so that the political conspiracy in China began to use decentralization and discord to weigh politics from ancient times, which magnified the suspicion and vicious speculation of the upper class at that time.

The so-called upward and downward effects have also made Huaxia's power and conspiracy enduring.

Since Yi Yin, whether it was Lu Shang who assisted King Wu of Zhou, or Guan Zhong who assisted Duke Huan of Qi, even if they held the same authority as Yi Yin, there was still no way for the king to say this to them.

Lonely and Qing, the world.

Because the order between the king and his courtiers has already been established.

When the king said this, it also means that the relationship between the king and the minister is slowly deteriorating.

It is also an extremely dangerous warning for both sides.

Before the Han Dynasty, the class concept and ethical order were still more important to the world, even if Confucius said that the Spring and Autumn Period was unrighteous war, but it was still more important than the order and concept after the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Although Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty once said, "Those who rule the world with me are only good for 2,000 stones." ”

But he still stands as a king, and gives a nominal honor to the local county guards to his courtiers, not really to rule the world with his courtiers, and the authority is still in the hands of the king.

Ministers who can afford to receive this promise have only two choices.

So even if he sat in a domineering minister like Huo Guang, he still didn't get this promise, but for the sake of Huo's posthumous name, he could only stop.

And Wang Mang, who was also extremely powerful, also did not get this promise, so he chose to usurp the throne and took another path.

It was not until the Eastern Jin Dynasty that the concept of the world was truly realized.

'The king and the horse, the whole world'.

Wang Qian's descendant Wang Dao, Langya Wang's Wang Dao, in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, really sat on a par with the royal power, and even surpassed the royal power in real power.

Emperor Jin's edict to Wang Dao always used language such as "panic words", "pause words", "respect white", etc., and he also personally drove to Wang Dao's mansion to pay tribute to Wang Dao's wife. On the first day of the first month, when the king led to the court, Emperor Cheng had to stand up to greet him.

This may be the first time in history that royal power has been compromised to real power, but not to a single courtier, but to a whole interest group.

Then there was the Song Dynasty and the scholars who shared the world.

But from the future emperor of the ages, the first emperor Yingzheng said 'the world'.

It was a sincere invitation to Wang Jian to rule the world with him.

Or he is willing to add another Wang family after the surname Ying and the Zhao family, and officially incorporate the Wang family into the royal family.

Being able to get this sentence has fully understood the weight of the Wang family in the eyes of Ying Zheng.

What Wang Jian wants is not to force Yingzheng to admit it.

No one knows Yingzheng's character better than him, born in the anger of Zhao State against Qin State, and was bullied in Zhao State alone as a proton, his mother was just a singer, and there was no assistance around him, only Wang Qian, who was just an attendant at the time.

Ying Zheng's childhood was in absolute darkness, and this dark time also tempered him into an extreme character.

This has been mired in the mire of blood since he was a child, but at the age of thirteen, the most rebellious age became the king of a country, oppressed by Lü Buwei, and criticized by the royal family.

The royal family, the coldest place in the world, is not home.

So Yingzheng is a person without a home.

A person without a home cannot have the feelings of ordinary people, like an iron tool, even if it is smelted into molten iron, it will still cool down in the end.

But feelings, on the contrary, are the only weapon against him.

Because Wang Jian knows that in the eyes of Ying Zheng, the Wang family has long been a lamb to be slaughtered, and once the world is unified, even if everyone in the Wang family is disarmed and returned to the field, it will still be difficult to escape Ying Zheng's butcher's knife.

Because Ying Zheng will never allow the slightest potential danger to appear in his empire.

Therefore, Wang Qian's last fight was to use this weapon at this time to pierce Yingzheng's death door.

This is the only way to keep the Wang alive.

Thankfully, he was right.

The sadness on Wang Qian's face gradually faded, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also gratified, knelt on the ground, and respectfully made a courtier salute, "The world is not kind to the Wang family, but the king is as kind to the Wang family as a mountain." ”

Ying Zheng's indifferent expression was slightly in a trance, and he frowned, "What does the teacher want?" ”

"When Chu was destroyed, the old minister asked the king for good land, gold beads, and a house." Wang Jian said with a smile.

"The widow has already decided, and Great Qin will no longer have the reward of sealing the marquis and splitting the soil." Ying Zheng's voice was slightly cold.

"The Wang family only has 100 households, what's the use of tearing the soil?" Wang Jian laughed and said, "The king only needs to reward the old minister with the burial ground on the shore of the Shaohai Sea, if the descendants of the Wang family have filial piety and are willing to guard the spirit of the old minister, I also hope that the king will not stop it." ”

Zhao Congge's pupils shrank and he looked at Wang Jian in surprise.

He actually wants to split the Wang family!

You must know that once Wang Jian splits the Wang family, then the Wang faction, which is now in power and opposition, will collapse in an instant, and there will no longer be the slightest authority.

Because the Wang family is self-contained in the court, there is no party membership, once the main family is split, then even the Wang family is isolated.

Could it be that this old guy is really here to make peace?

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian for a long time with deep eyes, and finally his eyes were red. ”

Wang Jian thanked him again and got up slowly, "The Feng family has meritorious service to the country, if there was no internal response from Feng Ting's descendants back then, Li Mu would not be so easily separated, and Handan City would not be so easy to break the city." ”

"The widow also remembers that in Handan, he was helped by the Feng family." Ying Zheng showed a somewhat gloomy smile, "But the widow will never tolerate the matter of leaving the child." ”

"Li'er's justice, if he is still alive, he will find it back, if he is killed, it is also a deep grace." Wang Jian stood up with a smile, "The Wang family started from the end of the micro, and the descendants of the Wang family also started from the end of the micro, we don't understand the great truth that it is not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but we believe that the truth of heaven is clear." ”

"Is there news of the teacher's departure?" Ying Zheng's heart jumped, and his tone was a little more solemn.

Wang Jian shook his head, "No, I just don't want the king to be distracted by the children's trivial matters, after all, the world is about to be unified, you have a lot to worry about, the old minister is dying, and he can no longer worry about the king, this matter should be regarded as the last time the old minister will share his worries for the king." ”

Ying Zheng's expression changed again, his eyes flashed with fine light, and finally nodded silently, which can be regarded as inheriting Wang Qian's love.

The Feng family is the clan that Yingzheng pulled up, and it can be regarded as Yingzheng's retainer, and it is also the main tool for Yingzheng to control the government and the opposition in the future.

Although the price is large, Yingzheng will still do it.

But he didn't expect that Wang Jian would make this decision, which made him have mixed feelings for a while, and his heart, which was already cold and frozen, seemed to dissolve half a point.

"In order to celebrate the return of the general, the king has ordered a banquet in Xianyang City for three days to pray for the general." Zhao Congge's faint voice came.

Ying Zheng is willing to owe this favor, but Zhao Congge is unwilling to let Ying Zheng owe this favor.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and looked at Zhao Congge with some displeasure.

Wang Jian squinted his eyes slightly, and laughed loudly: "In this life, the old minister has won a total of three state banquet awards from the king, one to destroy Wei, one to destroy Zhao, and one to destroy Chu, I didn't expect to be able to rub this fourth national jubilant state banquet award before he died, the old minister can't help but be a little complacent, since ancient times, who can be more honored and appreciated by the king than the old minister?" ”

"The teacher is humble, and you deserve this." Ying Zheng said softly.

"But this time it is really deserved, there is no merit but the king is so rewarded, and at this time the domestic war is tight, the extravagance of the state banquet will definitely cause criticism from the people." Wang Jian said earnestly, "But the old minister has no distribution, and the family property has already been distributed to the descendants of the heirs, only the old donkey outside the door is still worth some money." ”

Ying Zheng was slightly stunned.

Zhao Congge also frowned, he smelled Wang Qian's old scheming, but he didn't expect him to make any more stupid moves, and he suddenly became a little nervous.

"Lao Chen's donkey, although it is not a precious breed, but over the years, with Lao Chen's running around, he has seen great rivers and mountains, tasted grains and melons and fruits from all over the north and south, and is also a different donkey. Wang Jian said with a serious face.

"The mount that the teacher rides must be the only one in the world." Ying Zheng nodded and said.

"The old minister wants to go to Liaodong to continue to guard the border for the king, it is estimated that it will not be able to walk, it is better to let it do its part for the king in the end." Wang Jian smiled, arched his hand at Ying Zheng, and slowly walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Teacher!" Ying Zheng's eyelids jumped, and he stopped him loudly.

"Your Majesty, go with the general." Zhao Congge suddenly thought of something, and sighed, "The general is really a general, and the old slave is ashamed of himself." ”

Ying Zheng glanced at him with a gloomy face, followed him to the palace gate, and watched Wang Jian command Meng Tian to drag the stupid donkey who had already ruined the garden.

"Although it is unlucky to see blood in front of the palace, the king should treat this donkey as an old minister, the blood dissolves in the ground, shocks the nine shades, and the flesh is returned to the people, I wish the king a thousand autumns!" Wang Jian's tall body suddenly straightened a little, and the wind blew through his sackcloth and hunted, with his arrogant and uninhibited laughter.

When Wang Jian pulled out the sword at Meng Tian's waist, the sword split the wind, and after letting out a soft groan, it was like a knife cutting tofu, and after chopping off the donkey's head, scarlet blood gushed out.

The blood seemed to splash a hundred meters away, covering the eyes of Yingzheng in the hall gate, so that his originally black and white eyes were obscured by a red color.

With the smell of blood brought by the evening breeze, Ying Zheng's blood began to rush uncontrollably, and the strongest afterglow of the sunset burned the bricks and stones of the entire Zhangtai Palace Hall into a blood-red color, engulfing the old donkey gushing out, and finally flowing into the scarlet in the brick cracks.

Wang Jian threw the sword in his hand on the ground, turned to face Yingzheng, who was already stiff, and leaned down again, bowing three times and knocking nine times.

Every knock is like the sound of war drums, urging Yingzheng's heartbeat.

When the last knock was over, Wang Jian got up from the ground, and slowly walked out of Zhangtai Palace without waiting for Yingzheng's words.

With every step, his figure stumbled until he disappeared in front of the huge palace gate and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ying Zheng watched Wang Qian's back disappear in a daze, and in a trance, it seemed that he had returned to seventeen years ago, and it seemed that he was also in front of this Zhangtai Palace, seeing him off and going on an expedition.

Similar scenes, but things have long been different.

But Ying Zheng's ears echoed Wang Qian's last voice, but it was the same as back then.

"Minister, retire."

It's just that this time, Ying Zheng knew that Wang Jian had really retired and would not come back.