fake prince

Chapter 955 Death of Sniper Ling
After a long time, lanterns had been hung in the courtyard outside. Ma Youliang came back and saw an official in the hall, but he didn't speak.

"The report from the southwest is generally like this."

The person who spoke knew him. He was a fifth-rank official. Zhang Min, about 30 years old, with a refined temperament, looked like the seed of reading. Autumn was still hot, and the official uniform was lined with snow-white lining. He was meticulous. He handed the Chinese book in his hand to the King of Shu, and said: " The Southwest said it was pacified, but the roots inside have not changed.”

"The chieftain is still in charge of the power, and the local government is just suppressing it, hoping to gradually figure it out."

"That's all. Yingguo's new king doesn't seem to be good. As soon as he ascended the throne, he didn't obey the order and attacked the two nearby countries. He annexed the territory and divided the counties and counties in one fell swoop. His strength has increased a lot. Maybe the emperor should be reminded."

"Oh?" The king of Shu was startled, changed his mind abruptly, but calmed down again, and said to Zhang Min, "You came to remind me, so you should go back first and rest a lot."

"The minister will resign first." Zhang Min got up: "However, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and something happened last year, and the people involved almost took off their black hats - I have to go and see."

After saying that, he bowed and left. After waiting for a long time, Ma Youliang bowed and said loudly: "My lord, I have been there, and Xiangguo wrote back."

As he spoke, Ma Youliang presented two things with both hands.

The same is the jade pendant given by the king of Shu just now, but it is not a complete piece, only half of it is left. Depending on the situation, the complete jade pendant has a hidden mechanism, so it can be divided into two. Think deeply about it.

Another thing was just a letter with a blank cover. The king of Shu took it and took out the letter, and there were only a few words written on it.

"Sniper Ling's death, was it due to merit or was it over?"

There are only half a word on the blank letter paper.

The King of Shu frowned slightly, was startled for a moment, glanced at Ma Youliang who was still standing respectfully in front of him, did not show the letter, but said softly, "Mr. Ma has worked hard this time."

Ma Youliang didn't dare to take the word "hard work", and said respectfully: "This is the job of a humble minister."

"It's getting late, sir, let's go to rest. We will discuss the matter tomorrow, and then invite you to the Xiaohua Hall." After saying that, the King of Shu asked Ma Youliang to step down.

After Ma Youliang left, the King of Shu stared at the scenery in the courtyard, but frowned. He lingered in the study for a while, and then he took a breath and ordered the door: "Go to the library and fetch the History of Meng and Jin Dynasties."

"Yes." A guard responded and left.

Soon, the guard entered respectfully holding a wooden box.

"Your Majesty, "History of Meng and Jin Dynasties" are all here." The guard said.

"History of Meng and Jin" has a lot of content, but the official history is only one, and the rest are unofficial histories or stories recorded by non-historians.

It's just because the Jin Dynasty, whose royal family was named Meng, died in six generations, but each generation was very short, the longest was no more than thirty years, and the shortest was only a few years. Most of the emperors had brain problems .

There is a problem with the brain here, not an exaggeration, but a fact.

According to the speculation of later generations, most of the royal family in the Jin Dynasty had a kind of manic depression, and they tended to kill people when they got sick.

"Sniper Ling's death, was it due to merit or was it over?"

The Sniper Ling here is not mentioned much in the official history. It is just a prince who died mysteriously at the age of 19. He was the favorite youngest son of the third emperor of the Jin Dynasty. Child prodigy, when he was 12 years old, he followed the emperor to sacrifice to heaven and earth. Later, he made a lot of contributions at a young age. He was able to study books and make suggestions in martial arts. He helped the general repel the invaders at the age of 17, and he was quick-witted He once solved cases for the people when he was out, and he has a good reputation among the people.

If he hadn't died at the age of 19, it would be hard to say who the next emperor would be.

But in the unofficial history, someone secretly wrote such a sentence, pointing out that the death of the wise prince may not have been caused by other royal brothers as some people speculated, but by the emperor himself.

Because although the little prince was very fond of the emperor when he was young, but he has a noble mother's family, his birth status, and some flattery from the people as he grows older, which caused the emperor who originally loved him to gradually become jealous of him.

Or because he was worried that if he lived to be 20 years old, his status would be threatened, so he took advantage of his illness and killed him.

Shoufu replied this sentence, what is he reminding?
The king of Shu turned to this page, looked at this historical story, looked at it, thought for a while, and suddenly understood the meaning of the other party, and after a long time, he smiled in self-consciousness.

"That's right, with the eyes of the father, how can you not see the rapid development of the king? Do you still need others to remind? I am afraid that the more you remind, the more conspicuous you will be, and you will be inferior."

"The key to the matter now is not the strength of our attack, but what the father thinks, does he want to contain the next king?"

"Of course, a violent attack may not be effective. There must be a prelude to the matter, and just the right plot is enough. As long as...we give Father a reason..."

"And you can also see the attitude of the emperor."

"Zhao Xu, an old man, has some skills, but it's a pity that human feelings are inseparable."

Thinking of this, the King of Shu thought again: "In this case, isn't the fire too low?"

As soon as I thought of this, I immediately recruited people and told: "You go and let our people praise the acting king among the common people. Remember, you must make people feel that the world must be the acting king and cannot inherit it, understand?"

"Yes! Little one, let's do it!" Although this person didn't quite understand the meaning of what he did, he was obedient and loyal enough to immediately follow through on what he said.

The King of Shu thought again that it was not enough to flatter the people, he had to gather his own people, among the officials and in the court, to build momentum for the king, and when the fire was hot, he would use people who were not embarrassed or embarrassed to go up. An impeachment, give a fuse.

"As for ourselves, it would be too unreasonable to get out of the way completely, and we also need to make a note of the fight, so that the old man can reassure us with a few words."

"I'm busy with the discussions these days." King Shu looked at the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and suddenly smiled.

As the saying goes, one autumn rain and one cold.

It was originally a bit hot weather, but after two consecutive autumn rains, when the breeze blew, the passers-by on the road obviously added clothes, and they couldn't help speeding up their pace when walking.

Imperial Palace·Imperial Study Room

Don't look at the luxury of the palace, covered by bright yellow curtains, corridors and aisles, there are four or fifty palace ladies in front of the gates, all with bright eyes and white teeth, but in fact, I don't know why it is cold, only the place where the emperor will stay, is already warm The fragrance is pervasive, and one does not know what is burned, making people feel a little drunk just by being in it.

Ma Shunde stood guard with a sullen face and read the scriptures. He was almost distracted several times and had to grit his teeth to concentrate.

"...to share my worries?" The emperor originally closed his eyes to meditate, but after a long time, he suddenly heard a sentence, half-closed his eyes, and glanced at Ma Shunde.

(End of this chapter)