Chapter 230: The Death of a Confidant
Jia Qingshu made a move and turned the wick in the oil lamp a little brighter, and the entire study looked a lot brighter, and it also illuminated Liu Yi's old face full of wrinkles and age spots more clearly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Lao Shangshu is still old after all! Jia Qingshu sighed silently in his heart.
"How's it going these days?" Liu Yi broke the silence and asked, asking very vaguely, perhaps subconsciously he was very disgusted with the word "rebellion", although he was intensively planning this matter, he had been reluctant to say it too bluntly, as if he could get some comfort in this way, at least on the surface to maintain the dignity of a "loyal minister", similar to a kind of psychology of covering his ears and stealing the bell.
"Back to the boss's words, my subordinates recently secretly visited thirty-four officials above the fourth rank who leaned on our department in the DPRK and China, and quietly tested their attitudes, and now there are twenty-eight people who are completely loyal to the boss, and the remaining six officials are all vague and wavering."
Liu Yi stroked his beard and smiled conceitedly, he was not wrong, half of the officials in the world came from his disciples, so that now many officials in the Chu Dynasty only know him Liu Enshi, but do not know that there is Emperor Xiang Jingwu, with such a strong foundation of scholars, major events can be decided.
"What do those family gate valves say?" Liu Yi's smile quickly retracted, now is not the time to laugh, the closer to success, the more dangerous it is.
The Chu Dynasty, like all feudal dynasties, had clear barriers to the ruling class, including the scholars of the Han family who jumped over the dragon gate through the imperial examination, the official eunuch families who had been officials for generations, and some of the few but powerful family lords, these families were low-key on weekdays, maintained a good relationship with the ruling class of the dynasty, and looked like they were indisputable. But whether in the court or in the people, their energy is not to be underestimated, when the heyday buried in the accumulation of contacts and wealth, in the troubled times these families are fully capable of ascending to the heights, making waves, gathering the people into soldiers, stealing artifacts.
What Liu Yi cares about most now is not the officials in the court who do not obey him, but these family lords who usually look wilted, but have the ability to give themselves a fatal blow at the critical moment, and their attitude determines whether they can sit on the throne that everyone is crazy about.
"Back to the old man's words, those family lords have different attitudes, some things are not their own business, some are cold bystanders, and some also say that it doesn't matter what Jiangshan's surname is, as long as it doesn't affect their family, they don't care."
Looking at Liu Yi's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Jia Qingshu hurriedly added: "Don't worry, my lord, the people under my door are all the core people who can handle things in these families, and the words are also very vague, and they will never leak out." Thanks to the fact that the boss has maintained a good relationship with them for many years, many families are very optimistic about the boss. ”
Liu Yi's expression was obviously relaxed, half leaning back in the chair, closing his eyes with satisfaction and pretending to sleep.
Jia Qingshu pursed his lips a few times, and couldn't help but ask: "I don't know ...... the boss and those generals in the army?"
"Hehe, Qingshu, just do your own thing, other old men have their own opinions." Liu Yi didn't open his eyes, and said with a smile.
Jia Qingshu replied respectfully, he understood that although he was now tied to the same boat as Liu Yi, with Liu Yi's character, he would never have no reservations about anyone, even the people he trusted the most.
Suddenly opened his eyes, Liu Yi's eyes were shining, and he asked in a deep voice: "The prince and Liu Fan, what have these two been doing recently?" ”
Jia Qingshu has always been very strange, it's okay to ask the prince about his current situation, why would the boss pay so much attention to the movements of Liu Fan, a courtier who can only flatter in front of the emperor, just a pawn who has nothing to do with the overall situation, what is worth paying attention to?
was disdainful in his heart, but Jia Qingshu still said respectfully: "Liu Feng has sent news, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been busy preparing for the poetry meeting recently, and it seems that he doesn't care about the world, and he seems to be unaware of the current situation in Beijing. As for Liu Fan, his subordinates have sent someone to keep an eye on him, this person is abducted and deceived every day, eating, drinking and having fun, and he really doesn't know ......"
Before he finished speaking, there was a "click" sound outside the window, and Jia Qingshu's forehead was bruised, and he shouted vigilantly: "Who is outside?" ”
Then came the barking of dogs, and a patrol of guards banged gongs from far and near, shouting, "Catch the assassin!" ”
Jia Qingshu turned around, but was taken aback, Liu Yi, who had always been in front of Mount Tai and did not change his face, was like a thief who had been caught red-handed, his face was pale, cold sweat was dripping, his old eyes were full of horror, and he muttered: "...... Who? Who sent this man? Could it be that he has become aware of our conspiracy? It's not good, it's not good......"
Then Liu Yi bounced up from his seat, his actions were so agile that he didn't look like an old man in his old age at all, and he shouted: "Quick! Fast! Be sure to catch this person, live or die! Don't let him escape from the house! At this time, Liu Yi said hysterically as if he had gone crazy, his old eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were wide open, like a prisoner facing a ghost knife that was about to fall, full of fear and despair.
Jia Qingshu's heart sank, he knew that if the matter he had discussed with the boss just now leaked out, it would cause a great disaster, and he didn't have time to respond to the salute, Jia Qingshu hurriedly ran out of the study and ordered the nursing home.
Liu Yi seemed to be paralyzed, kneeling on the seat, but his body was trembling, fear gradually enveloped his heart, he stared at the oil lamp on the desk in distraction, the wick that had just been turned on, once burned, the light gradually weakened, and suddenly a slight night breeze blew outside, as small as a soybean, shook a few times, after all, he couldn't resist the light breeze of the night wind, and went out.
Liu Yi in the dark couldn't help but shiver, and suddenly screamed, and the cry echoed in the sky over the right prime minister's mansion in the middle of the night, like a trapped beast in a cage, miserable and desperate.
At the same time, Marquis Liu was holding Zhou Miao's shoulders and walking out of Chu Yue Tower with a wine burp and satisfaction. The two of them were followed by more than 20 subordinates of the shadow guard, all of them with oily faces, looking full of food and drink, and even Zhao Yinger, the only woman in the shadow guard, had a red face and seemed to have drunk a lot of wine.
The emotional exchange meeting between Marquis Liu and his subordinates was held very successfully and successfully. In this era, it is not said that if you give enough money, others will do their best to work for you, from ancient times to the present, between superiors and subordinates, in addition to the necessary profit drive, emotional investment is the most important. The ancients had a saying that "a scholar dies for a confidant", you, a confidant, are not good at making friends with others on weekdays, just knowing that when you throw money at a critical time, why do others have to go to the soup for you? ! Do you work hard for all this money you spent?! And how much is life worth?!