Three Kingdoms Simulator: This Ma Su is too stable

Chapter 236 Fei Yi: Everything is under control

Seeing that Wang Ping seemed to be unable to accept this result, Fei Yi comforted him with words: "You know the prime minister well, and the prime minister has always attached great importance to military discipline and law. If Ma Di hadn’t been a once-in-a-century general, the prime minister would never have ordered him to repay his meritorious deeds and use him again.”

"Ask yourself, Zijun, how is your general talent compared to that of Ma Di? Can you turn the world around and turn decay into magic power?"

Fei Yi deliberately brought up the matter of Ma Di's relegation last time, and at the same time paid close attention to the changes in Wang Ping's expression, secretly injecting maximum lethality into his unhurried words.

"I... I'm not as good as Ma Su..." Wang Ping shook his head in frustration.

Fei Yi continued: "Zijun, since you joined the Han Dynasty, the Prime Minister has not regarded you as inferior to you because of illiteracy, and has promoted you to be a general step by step. How can you be so muddled and use your emotions to get along with that Ma Di? Please resign and coerce me to put you to death, if the prime minister hadn't tried his best to mediate, it would definitely not be as simple as just dismissing you as a citizen."

"The most important thing now is to admit the mistake as soon as possible, to have an explanation to His Majesty, to the prime minister, and to the whole army, to expose this matter as soon as possible, and to reduce the subsequent impact of this matter in the army.

"So, all you need to do is admit your mistake to the prime minister, and conduct a deep self-criticism in front of the whole army, and the matter will be over."

"The prime minister also knows that it is difficult for you to state your past in front of the whole army. As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated. If you are allowed to do this, you will surely bear a peerless reputation for the rest of your life, and you will no longer be in front of the world. There is dignity to speak of, but if I don’t do this, I, Ji Han, will lose a great general (Ma Su), why should the great cause of the Northern Expedition continue? How can we talk about helping the Han Dynasty?”

"Which is more important, if you were the prime minister, what would you do?"

"Zijun, don't disappoint the prime minister's expectations of you."

After hearing Fei Yi's words, Wang Ping finally realized the crux of the problem: it was not Prime Minister Zhuge who wanted him to die, but Ma Di was forcing him to die, and the prime minister was trying his best to save him.

He misunderstood the Prime Minister!

Wang Ping took a deep breath, picked up the jug and drank it down, looking straight at Fei Yi: "Does it mean that as long as I die, Ma Di won't embarrass the prime minister anymore?"

"Yes." Fei Yi nodded: "But you don't have to die now, the Prime Minister has already saved your life, you just need to admit your mistake in front of the whole army and demote your post to a civilian, and Ma Di's anger can be dissipated."

"You mustn't be overthinking it. The ancients said: It's better to live than to die."

"Hehe..." Wang Ping smiled wryly, "If that's the case, what's the joy in life?"

"Master Fei Yi, can you lend me a white silk?"

Fei Yi turned pale with shock, and waved his hands again and again to persuade him, "No, no! Calm down, Zijun, I must never give you this white silk."

"In this way, please stay calm and don't be impatient, and I will go to persuade the prime minister. Please save you from stating your mistakes in front of the whole army. You just wait for my good news."

As he said that, Fei Yi got up in a hurry, as if to leave, but he heard a "thrust pull", the cuff was caught by a corner of the desk, and then split, changing from a tube to a sheet.

Fei Yi angrily tore off a piece of fabric from the cuff, pinched it in his hand, and muttered angrily, "Profitable merchant! The quality of the clothes is so poor!"

Wang Ping looked at the robe on his body, suddenly thoughtful.

Fei Yi rolled up the cloth in his hand, and said to Wang Ping, "Zijun, please give me three days, and I will definitely persuade the Prime Minister to forgive me."

Wang Ping bowed his hands gratefully to Fei Yi: "It's Mrs. Lao Fei..."

Fei Yi stroked his beard and smiled, and said confidently: "Fortunately, the prime minister and I often discuss national affairs, and the prime minister can still listen to three points of what he says to me. If there is no accident, you will be released from prison in three days. home."

After a pause, he added: "No need to review."

After saying this, Fei Yi ordered the cell boss outside to open the cell door, turned his head and gestured to Wang Ping to be calm, and then stepped out.

Coming out of the prison, Fei Yi let out a long breath, threw away the cloth in his hand, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly.

He was four years younger than Ma Su and Yang Yi, and two years younger than Jiang Wan, so he was naturally ranked after the above three to succeed the prime minister.

In his eyes, these three are his direct competitors.

If there is no chance, then forget it, he will work hard to increase his own weight.Now that the sky has come down to spoil Ma Su and ruin his chance to succeed the prime minister, then why not do it?

Therefore, Fei Yi deliberately concealed the prime minister's sentence "it may be used in the future", and added his own "unique opinion" to the prime minister's words, and used high-end speech skills to freeze Wang Ping's life in the "three within days".

It can be predicted that three days later, when Wang Ping, who was filled with expectations again, learned of the result of "the punishment remains the same", he would inevitably take extreme measures to end his own life.

In this way, Ma Di will be labeled as "narrow-minded, intolerant, and self-defeating". It is impossible for such a person to succeed the prime minister and lead the officials.

Enemy -1...

Beautiful!
"Wen Wei, why are you in a daze here?"

An abrupt voice interrupted Fei Yi's meditation.

Yang Yi turned around from the side, tilted her head to look up and down, then looked at the prison that was close at hand, and asked suspiciously: "What is Wen Wei doing here?"

Fei Yi glanced at Yang Yi angrily, and choked, "What does it have to do with you?!"

"Humph!"

After all, he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Yang Yi looked at Fei Yi's back in confusion, and cursed angrily, "Zhu Zi is arrogant, Shu Zi is rude!"

"You wait for me to succeed the prime minister."

……

in the cell,
After Fei Yi left, Wang Ping swept away his downfall, and the long-lost smile appeared on his face again. He smiled and said good morning, good afternoon, and good night to everyone he saw.

This change of attitude gave everyone an illusion, making them think that Wang Ping would be released from prison in a few days and be reinstated as an official.

Those criminals who were sent in by Wang Ping himself, who were still mocking Wang Ping a few days ago, began to scold the injustice of God, why didn't he send down a bolt of lightning to kill this annoying guy.

They were not serious during the drill, violated military discipline, and went to the people's homes to hold some "game" tooth-beating sacrifices, but they were caught by Wang Ping as a model and have been imprisoned to this day.

Now, Wang Ping, who also violated military discipline, is about to be "released from prison".

How unfair is this? !

Sure enough, the rules are made for ordinary people and serve the privileged.

Even those wardens changed their attitude towards Wang Ping greatly, from being polite to respectful.And on the basis of the original meal of ten steamed buns, he added some vegetables and a jug of wine.

Because when there is no war, Wang Ping is the governor of the Hanzhong garrison, the boss of their boss, and an existence they cannot afford to offend.

The sudden improvement in treatment also made Wang Ping happier.He is a rough man, he doesn't bother to think whether this is specially arranged by Fei Yi, or for some other reason, in short, it's a good thing.

So he wiped out all the food, patted his belly, and lay on the thick straw bed happily, thinking about it.

The next three days were extremely long for Wang Ping.With anticipation in his anxiety, he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep all night, with mixed feelings, which almost drove him crazy.

As long as he heard a sound outside the cell door, he would get up reflexively, throw himself on the bars and look out, to see if Fei Yi came with good news.

When he fell asleep in a daze during the day, Wang Ping had a dream. He dreamed that he was reinstated as an official and successfully defeated Wei's offensive against Hanzhong, which made Zhuge Liang look at him with admiration.Later, on a highly anticipated occasion, Zhuge Liang announced in public that he would be named a general to take charge of the Northern Expedition, while the "little man Ma Su" who persecuted him was hanged on the railing by several soldiers because he "takes credit for his pride and threatens the prime minister" On the way, he beat Ma Su severely with a whip, and all the generals in the army showed disdainful expressions, pointing at Ma Di, and saying in their mouths:

"Without Butcher Zhang, can we still eat hairy pigs?"

"Without you, Ma Di, wouldn't Ji Han have any strong generals? Wouldn't he be able to win battles?"

"Hit, hit me hard! Hit me to death!"

"..."

When he woke up, Wang Ping was in a good mood and couldn't help humming a little song.

With great anticipation, finally came the third day.

Early in the morning, Wang Ping cleaned up his face and looked out of the prison door.

However, there was no movement and no one came all morning.

The same is true in the afternoon.

It was almost dark, but Fei Yi hadn't appeared yet.Wang Ping's heart sank little by little, the initial expectation disappeared, and despair gradually filled his heart.

When it was dark, there was finally movement outside.

A guard opened the cell door, and Fei Yi walked in with a lantern.

With the dim light of the lantern, Wang Ping saw the seriousness on Fei Yi's face.

Wang Ping's heart sank to the bottom for a moment, he staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground.

"Lord Fei, what did the prime minister say?"

Fei Yi stood opposite Wang Ping, motionless, looking down at him condescendingly, his lips twitched, and said word by word: "Zijun, there is good news and bad news, which one do you listen to first?"

"Bad, bad news."

"I failed. I failed to persuade the prime minister to change his mind. There is no room for redemption."

"And the good news."

"I brought you a roast chicken and a jug of wine." Fei Yi inserted the lantern and placed the food in the food box on the ground.

"Roast chicken? Wine?" Wang Ping's expression changed suddenly: "Is this my last meal?"

"No." Fei Yi shook his head: "After eating the roast chicken, you will have the strength to present yourself in front of the [-] troops tomorrow."

"Zijun, living is worse than dying, you..."

Wang Ping raised his head, suppressed the tears that were about to roll down his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Fei, can you go out first, I want to stay alone for a while."

Fei Yi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade him again, but in the end he sighed, turned and left the cell.

After the cell door was closed, Wang Ping frantically grabbed the roast chicken while weeping, and chewed it with the wine.

……

Half an hour later, the cell boss ran out in a panic, and told Fei Yi who was waiting outside with his hands behind his back, "My lord, Wang Ping tore his clothes and made them into strips, and hanged himself on the cell door."

"Are you sure?" Fei Yi asked without looking back.

"Okay, I'm out of breath."

"Well, take care of the scene, and I will report to the prime minister."

"Yes, my lord."

Fei Yi nodded, and did not choose to enter the prison to prove his integrity. He did not think that Wang Ping, who had completely collapsed, would just live by idling.

He has always had self-confidence, and he works in scheming. In the whole Ji Han, except for Prime Minister Zhuge, no one can be more powerful than him.

The life and death of Wang Ping, the reckless man, is a clear proof.

Fei Yi came to the prime minister's mansion overnight, woke up Zhuge Liang from the mountain of official documents, and said:
"Prime Minister, Wang Ping had promised to state his crimes in front of the whole army, but he committed suicide tonight."

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang's eyes lost focus for a moment: "Suicide? Already... dead?"

"Yes, it's quite cold. The cell boss said that Wang Ping tore his robes and made them into strips, and hanged himself on the cell door."

After a pause, Fei Yi said again: "Prime Minister, since Wang Ping is dead, how should we deal with this matter?"

Zhuge Liang let out a long sigh, stood up from behind the table, pondered for a long time, and then ordered: "The burial..."

"Yes." Fei Yi bowed his head and replied.

At this time, he didn't dare to look up at Zhuge Liang.

He was worried that Zhuge Liang would see the clues from his eyes, he knew better than anyone else, Zhuge Liang's terrifying insight.

"Wen Wei, I have one more thing to ask you." Zhuge Liang quickly let go of Wang Ping's death, and turned to talk about another matter.

"Prime Minister, please tell me, I will never say goodbye."

Zhuge Liang took out a memorial and handed it to Fei Yi: "You can go to Chengdu and present this memorial to Your Majesty. Also, go to visit Ma Su and tell him about Wang Ping."

"Then Your Majesty asked about rewarding Ma Di?" Fei Yi asked after receiving the memorial, he did not forget the main task of coming to Hanzhong.

Zhuge Liangliang nodded: "It's all written in the memorial, you can set off early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Prime Minister." Fei Yi bowed his hands and resigned.

……

In the prison, Wang Ping, who had died, was laid flat on the straw, motionless.

The cell boss and jailer stood outside, talking in low tones.

(End of this chapter)