Tai Shi Ci used his wife to intimidate the Yang family, which shows how resolute he is in not wanting to get involved in this matter, even he is like this, who is really rational to provoke this commotion?

It's just that among the people of the world, although there are many wise people, there are even more foolish people.

After Yang left, Deng Ji sat in the Wu Yao room for a while, and then went to the front yard to deal with business.

When it got dark, he didn't want to go back to the backyard, so he went into the study alone, called someone to light the oil lamp, sat in front of the desk, and wrote a big word "right" with a wave.

Then put down the pen, looked at the words and sighed, in a daze.

This time it was his own luck, if it weren't for the secret help of the Taiping people, this injustice might affect Deng Zhang's life.

During the day, Yang Yun and Yang Li's words appeared in their ears again.

Fortunately, Yang Li did not make a dead move, otherwise, Deng Ji would probably have to suffer the pain of losing his son.

Once you can get a fluke, but what about after that?

If Yang's scheme fails, will there be no one else in the future?

They are calculating like this one by one, for what?

In the final analysis, it's just power and wealth.

To put it more simply, it is the word "right".

How many heroes have been intoxicated since ancient times? How many heroes have been brought down?

For those who have the opportunity, everyone has to fight, refusing to take half a step back, and each one wants to knock each other down and force them to death.

But among the victims, it is his wife, concubine, son, and relatives who are connected to him by blood.

No matter how small it is, at present, it only involves Wu Qiao, Jiao Qin, Deng She, and Deng Zhang, which one is not the closest person to him? But once it comes to this damn power struggle, it's impossible to get along anymore.

As the sons get older. The fight will only get more and more fierce.

Even if the sons didn't want to fight. There will always be one Yang Li after another who will jump out. Encourage them to fight, provoke them to fight, give them advice, and try their best to plot against their opponents.

Went to one Yang's, and there will be more Zhang's, Wang's, and Li's in the future!

And he, Deng Ji, is not good at intrigue and trickery, so he will be played by the Yang family between applause, what will he rely on to deal with these open guns and hidden arrows in the future to protect his family?

I have struggled in the troubled times until now. Finally, I have to sit on the two states of Siliang, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and I have some hope for the hegemony of the world, but is the purpose to re-establish a dynasty to replace the decaying Han family, and then turn back to the history of the rise and fall of the dynasty, and be a member of the three emperors and five emperors in the historical ballad, the Xia, Shang and Zhou, and the emperors of the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties?

Sun Wukong said: "The emperor takes turns to do it, and he will come to my house next year." ”

In China, dynastic change is a common occurrence, and a dynasty may not have flourished. But there are definitely times of decay.

What will happen to your descendants then?

As far as Deng Ji knows, the tragic situation at the end of the dynasties. He didn't want to think about it anymore.

Not only dynasties, when it comes to the struggle for royal power, it seems that there is no dynasty that has not had a struggle for power and profit, Deng Ji knew that the first emperor of the Tang Dynasty was to launch the Xuanwumen Rebellion, kill his brother and brother, and then sit on the throne.

For the sake of this great wealth, for the sake of this eternal country, in history, mothers and sons, fathers and sons, brothers, uncles and nephews, sons-in-law, uncles and nephews, what has not happened?

Even if he takes this great Han country, will his family have to embark on this road in the future?

Thinking of this, Deng Ji couldn't help but shudder and shuddered.

What he didn't know was that there was still a complaint in history that the prince issued before his death, "I wish to live for life and not be born in the emperor's house".

In his previous life, his knowledge level was limited, but he liked to read miscellaneous books on weekdays, but he remembered a sentence in Jin Yong's "The Legend of Deer and Ding": Since ancient times, brothels and palaces have been the two most filthy places in the world.

How many intrigues and intrigues have not been recorded in history and unknown to posterity?

At the end of the day, it's all the damn power to blame.

Originally, his family was just a small person, and he only hoped that he would be safe and well, and his family and friends around him would be safe, and he didn't have much ambition.

Deng Ji picked up the pen and swiped it across the paper.

The big word "right" was cut off by this pen, but it seemed that it was still sneering at Deng Ji.

"Phew!"

Deng Ji drew another stroke and roared at the paper: "This great power, can't Lao Tzu not want it?" ”

"No!"

"If you don't want to die, the whole family will die!"

Immediately answered in his mind, recalling Tian Feng's admonition when he wanted to defect to Cao Cao, Deng Ji looked at the words on the paper and continued to be in a daze.

Isn't it even possible to back down?

He remembered that in his previous life, the slightly resentful history teacher once had a lament when he was talking about world history: In the atmosphere of Chinese culture, there will probably never be a character like Washington and St. Martin, but only one figure like Yuan Shikai after another.

At that time, he didn't know what this meant, but at this time, he couldn't help but think of this sentence.

For power, once you have tasted its deliciousness, everyone just wants to go further, who is willing to give up?

But I don't want to be Li Zicheng and Hong Xiuquan, nor can I be Emperor Qin and Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu.

After unifying the world, he still wants to restrict the rights of the prime minister, he still wants to supervise hundreds of officials, and he is afraid that people will gossip and engage in a literary prison after supervising the hundreds of officials, and after the literary prison is completed, let the minister kneel and listen to the transcript, step by step, in the face of power, where has anyone retreated?

"Ah......h

After thinking about it for a while, Deng Ji dropped his pen, tore his hair with both hands like crazy, and howled in his mouth.

"My lord! What's the matter? ”

"Lord!"

Hearing his strange scream, Dian Wei shouted, and led two black iron guards to break open the door and rush in, and the rest of the people in the courtyard were also running in the direction of the study.

Everyone rushed into the door, but they were all stunned, Deng Ji was not in danger at this time, but his hair was messy and his eyes were red, just like a wild man running out of the mountains.

Deng Ji turned around: "It's okay, you wait out!" ”

Dian Wei's nostrils twitched twice, waved his hand to let everyone out, and stopped the crowd that continued to run outside, he stepped forward to put on the ground robe for Deng Ji, and then asked people to bring a pot of charcoal to the fire, poured it into the stove made by the mason, and then went out again, and gently closed the door of the study.

At this time, he felt that it was really cold, and when it was quiet outside, Deng Ji carried the case table to the fire, tore off the scrapped paper on the case, and put on a new one, and wrote the big word "Quan" in the center again.

After a long while, he lifted the pen again, but this time he did not scribble, but wrote a much smaller word "money" in the upper right corner of the word "right".

Shaking his head, he was not satisfied with the word, and crossed out the word "money" and rewrote the word "wealth".

With the word "wealth" below, the same small word "beauty" is written, and "military power" is written below.

After tilting his head and thinking about it, he added "statute of laws" after "military power."

After "making laws and regulations", think about it, it is "in charge of personnel".

Under "in charge of personnel", add the words "life and death".

After closing his eyes and thinking about it for a while, he saved another thing, and wrote "destitution" in the back.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a long time, he opened his eyes and affirmed: "No! ”

After staring at the power words on the paper for a while, his eyes finally turned to these small characters of wealth, beauty, military power, regulations, personnel control, life and death, and prestige.

Looking up and down, looking at it, and then being stunned.

It wasn't until the temperature in the furnace was getting lower and he felt the cold again that he woke him up.

"Someone!"

During this time, Deng Ji was in a bad mood, and today he was even more abnormal, Dian Wei has been waiting outside, and immediately entered the door in response.

Deng Ji rubbed his hands and ordered: "The ugly ghost will bring some charcoal, I can add charcoal by myself, you wait and go home to rest, don't take care of me anymore!" ”

After a while, Dian Wei brought charcoal, "hehe" and said with a smile: "I sit here to add charcoal to you, and there is no sound disturbance outside!" ”

Deng Ji wanted to pick him up, Dian Wei laughed again: "If you can't read, you won't leak secrets!" ”

Deng Ji smiled bitterly: "After accompanying me for a long time, are you still not bored?" ”

What he wrote is not a secret, since Dian Wei wants to stay, Deng Ji has nothing to say, so he can go.

Accompanied by Dian Wei, Deng Ji continued to be in a daze, and his knees hurt to sit on his knees, so he changed to sit sideways and leaned on the desk.

When the oil lamp ran out, he didn't call for oil to light the fire, and Dian Wei didn't move, but just used the faint light of the furnace fire to see the bright color in Deng Ji's eyes.

That bright color may be the fire reflected in Deng Ji's pupils, but Dian Wei stared at it stupidly, and after a while, he felt that it seemed to be getting brighter and brighter.

By this time, Dian Wei had already added charcoal to the stove four or five times.

Blinking his eyes a few times, it felt like he was alive again, Deng Ji smiled "hehe", and asked Dian Wei in the dark: "Ugly ghost, when is it?" ”

Dian Wei looked outside and shook his head: "I don't know, it's about ugly!" ”

"Add lamps, burn a few more!"

Deng Ji laughed heartily for the first time since the beginning of the year, and Dian Wei somehow felt that he had become happy, and responded cheerfully: "No! ”

Several oil lamps lit up the study, and Deng Ji sat down in front of the desk again, took new paper, turned the brush, and wrote word by word.

Sometimes you have to cross out the front and re-write, sometimes you have to stop writing and think about it for a long time, Dian Wei is illiterate, but I can see that the words written at this time are much smaller than those staring at the daze before, and a piece of paper is written densely, and I am dazzled when I look at it.

After memorizing a piece of paper, he changed it again, until the sky was bright and there was a "rustle" sound of servants sweeping the floor in the courtyard, Deng Ji put down his pen, rubbed his sore wrist and twisted his shoulder.

Estimating that it was probably finished, Dian Wei asked, "Did the scribe copy it?" ”

Deng Ji was stunned, only to know that Dian Wei thought that it was written like the previous persuasion of heroes, "haha" smiled: "This is because I am afraid of forgetting, record the text of self-reading, no need to copy and publish!" ”

got up, pushed the door and walked out of the study, looking at the unmelted ice and snow outside, Deng Ji shouted again: "Ugly ghost, let people send orders to all places with a quick horse, civil officials and county guards, military generals and captains above, no matter what they do, they will be temporarily appointed to act on behalf of the people, and they must rush to Luoyang before the ninth day of February!" ”

Today is the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, thinking about the distant Wuwei and Jincheng counties, Dian Wei feels that time is so tight, they can't take the ox cart again.

It must be a big deal to gather all these people, and you don't even discuss it with Tian Feng and the others first? (To be continued.) )