CHAPTER XVI

No matter what the emperor of the inner court and the leader of the eunuch party Wang Zhen think and do, and no matter how the bigwigs of the outer dynasty deal with it, all of this has nothing to do with him Yang Jian and Yang Shangjing.

This kind of behavior, to put it mildly, is called "go to the clothes when the matter is over, hide deep in the body and fame", a little vulgar, this is purely pretending to run quickly, not only to run, but also to run, not as fast as HK reporter, but also to catch up with the speed of Western reporters, otherwise it is easy to be taught to be a man.

After all, no one can guarantee when the IQ of the orthodox emperor and Wang Zhen will be on the line, thinking that he is the culprit, he has no eyesight at all and wanders around in Beijing, and by the way, he gives people a wake-up call or something, that is really the way to die.

However, the question of how to go south still needs to be discussed again, and Wang Qiyuan, a third-grade master, can't be regarded as a deaf ear, otherwise he won't know how to die.

So he pulled his chief guard and chief thinker, Uncle Zhong, and began to sum up the Tao here.

"That Guo Huai was originally a slave who resold illicit salt to Jin Ying, and his own ability was quite appreciated by Jin Ying, and he was also shrewd on weekdays, and he was very valued by Jin Ying, so he slowly developed an arrogant and domineering temperament outside, which the old lady received relevant news when he was alive." Yang Zhong frowned as he drank tea.

Yang Shangjing nodded, expressed his understanding of this matter, and said with a somewhat sad face: "There is no way to make them stop these charges, not to mention that Guo Huai is dead, even if he is not dead, it is also a small problem, as long as Jin Ying deducts the charge on Guo Huai, it will naturally be fine, at most he will be charged with a crime that is not strictly governed." ”

After a pause, Yang Shangjing's face became more and more bitter, he took a sip of tea, and felt that the taste of the tea was bitter: "And now that the inner court is under pressure, let's poke the relevant materials upward, not only will it not make the emperor stop relying on Wang Zhen, but it will backfire, so that the emperor mistakenly thinks that we are going to kill the inner court, and rebound, and in the end it is the entire outer court that suffers, and the most unlucky one is me......"

Yang Rong was the bigwig of the outer court when he was alive, and Jin Ying was the second person in the inner court at that time, once a person reached this position, unless he was 100% sure that the other party would be killed, it was basically impossible to go shirtless and fight each other, after all, it would be too ungentlemanly, and it would hinder the construction of feudal imperialist bureaucratic culture with Ming characteristics, and would set a very bad example for the people below.

But the bigwigs don't beat each other shirtless, and it doesn't mean that there is no friction between each other, so trying to collect each other's small black spots has become a compulsory course for the bigwigs, just like this kind of crime of pouring private salt in the Hongwu Dynasty to be killed, but now it's really not enough to see, so when there is really friction, let the people under his hands poke these up, and stand aside to see an opportunity to make up for it.

When the bigwigs beat each other, they have always been like this bear, in order to protect themselves and throw some white gloves and something like that, don't be too decisive, the crime that the bigwigs really fell into, but most of them can't be said, and the external propaganda is basically covered with corruption, moral turpitude and the like, anyway, as long as it is a high-ranking official who falls, regardless of whether he is innocent or not, whether he is capable or not, he will usher in a "Your Majesty Shengming, vigorously fight corruption" and other praises, and the people can't bear to dig deeper.

Yang Zhong was silent for a moment, and then said: "Although the Yang family is a hereditary commander, but there is no title, it is not a noble family, and it is far away in Fujian, even if there is a little nursing home in the family, it will not be able to come to the capital for a while, and the saint will follow the law, and the young master will have to leave tomorrow, so this security problem will depend on the help of the nobles in Beijing." ”

The Yang family has money, of course, this little money can't just be dug out of the ground, business, sea trade can not be less, this naturally requires manpower, this naturally has to be eaten in black and white, when Yang Rong is there, the white road is smooth, and the green forest road may not be obedient, so the Jian'an Yang family can be so rich, and the potential power on the green forest road is definitely not small, but even if the Yang family is strong, now it is far away and the water does not quench the thirst, and can only beg the nobles in Beijing.

As he spoke, Yang Zhong knocked on the table: "The Chengguo family went south to do things, and there were only about twenty people, until Yingtianfu, more than twenty fighting men who had seen blood could also deter those heroes in the green forest, and no matter how many people there were, I was afraid that they would be impeached by the Jinyi Guard." ”

Most of the nobles of the Ming Dynasty have some people like the soldiers of the family, which is the law of the imperial court, and it is also one of the fundamentals of the nobles, but the number of people has been reduced several times, and the emperor has to worry about which nobles have a brain and bring people to attack the forbidden palace at night.

Yang Shangjing heard this, nodded and responded: "Xungui Jiading, whether in terms of combat effectiveness or equipment, is far superior to the ordinary guards, even the Beijing Camp Forbidden Army, the border army is also inferior, Cheng Guogong is in charge of the Beijing Camp, and the family Ding is even more powerful in combat, more than 20 Ding, but I am not afraid of any of them not opening their eyes." ”

Yang Zhong thought for a while, and then said: "Young master rest first, the old servant will go and write a letter to the family, and send someone to Jian'an quickly, we will be a little slower on the road, and we should be able to meet Yingtian and the nursing home at home." ”

After speaking, Yang Zhong got up and left, Yang Shangjing sat on the chair and shook it, sighed, talking about his understanding of the Yang family in Jian'an, he was a descendant of the Yang clan, and he didn't know much about an old servant like Uncle Zhong, when he was at home, most of the time was spent studying books and visiting famous teachers, and family affairs were not interfered, but Uncle Zhong followed his grandfather Yang Rong and had more contact.

"When a county order, it can't just be a county order, if the power of the family is not used, what is the difference between it and a salted fish?" Yang Shangjing thought about it, and slowly collapsed on the bed, in the future, he would have to work hard to calculate every bit of strength, and then spend them where they should be spent the most.

Staring at the ceiling, Yang Shangjing muttered and closed his eyes: "Sure enough, a person's final achievement depends not only on personal struggle, but also on the historical process...... I can't do it without fighting. ”

There was the sound of people cleaning up outside the house, and Yang Shangjing slowly entered the dream in this sound, as if he was too tired, and in a trance he seemed to see his bedroom and his roommate who was sleeping soundly......