Immediately after the death of the master

Fight recklessly for a moment of passion, but the figure is strong.

"Li Nianen, just watch, I will win this war, just like countless times before."

The Ninth Prince called my name and said to the soldiers surrounding him.

Just like more than ten years ago, the young general wore a scarlet cloak and beat the drums in person in the dark, and the three armies clacked to vibrate the brigade, and the sound moved the world.

When I close my eyes, there are afterimages of the past in my eyes, the battlefield where iron and blood fly, and the battle of thousands of troops.

Really touching scene.

Unfortunately, this is a political arena, not a battlefield.

They think that tomorrow will be a war with winners and losers, but in fact tomorrow will be a doomed dead end.

Amidst the cheers from the old ministries around me, my whole body was bitingly cold.

I'm not the master, I can't stop the Ninth Prince who wants to die, and with the thought of being able to save one, I turned to ask the little brat on the side:

"What about you, do you listen to me or to him?"

"I will go to court tomorrow."

Xiao Zai's eyes were firm, and he was not shaken by my previous words.

"Can you say that again."

In the past, it was fine if he disobeyed me, but this time he made my face completely gloomy. Seeing that I was so stubborn, he was also a little impatient.

"I don't understand, why are you so afraid, no matter how ruthless the father is, he can't kill everyone."

"Yes, he can."

I sneered, disdain to talk to this group of megalomaniacs, and walked away.

After returning to the mansion, I didn't care about any taboos, and wrote him several leave notes overnight, from headaches to stomach pains. The master probably didn't sleep, so he patiently rejected all my leave notes.

He discouraged me again and again: Even if I force myself, I "please" be there tomorrow.

In desperation, I had no choice but to put on my official uniform and enter the imperial city. When I arrived at the gate of Chengtian Palace, I kept on doing nothing, clutching my stomach and screaming. The little eunuch at the gate of the palace was tricked by me. I asked with concern what was wrong with me.

With a pale face, I grabbed the hem of his clothes and begged him to help me to accuse the emperor, saying that I am really unwell today and cannot go to court.

The little eunuch didn't suspect him, so he hurriedly went to find the father-in-law in charge and asked him to explain the situation to the emperor.

The little eunuch looked flustered when he went in to report, but when he came back to see me, his expression was complicated.

"What did the emperor say?" I looked like I was dying.

"Uh, the emperor asked me to tell my lord two things. One is that he allowed you to go home to recover from illness, and the other..." The little eunuch seemed a little embarrassed, and said with some embarrassment, "The emperor asked me to pass on to your lord. Sentence - 'Pretend, you continue to pretend.'”

I pretended not to hear the last sentence, and selectively accepted the result of my master's permission not to go to court. After thanking the little eunuch, I turned around and ran away.

On the way back, I ran into two acquaintances. The first one was Xiao Zizi. He saw me looking like a rascal, and gave me a contemptuous look, thinking that I was worthless.

I clutched my stomach and groaned, angry but not angry, but feeling a little emotional in my heart, his remaining youthful spirit will soon be gone...

The other person is Xu Yuque. His judgment of the situation is much clearer than that of the Ninth Prince and the boy. When passing by and covering my stomach, he whispered in my ear:

"If I survive today, you buy me a drink."

I didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Xu Yuque could also see that the political reckoning was about to begin, and as Prime Minister Ji's biggest political enemy, he was in danger.Ninth Prince, I can still persuade him not to get involved. With his status as a royal and his past achievements, the master might turn a blind eye.Xu Yuque had nowhere to escape. He was supported by his master to check and balance the old prime minister. This was his greatest role. Once he couldn't do it one day, he would be reduced to a useless person.

And the fate of useless people is always miserable.

Today's morning court lasted an exceptionally long time, I paced back and forth anxiously in the room, until the maid reminded me that it was time for lunch, and I waited until Xu Yuque returned from the next court.

Xu Yuque also brought the little boy along, but he didn't see the Ninth Prince.

"how?"

I met them myself at the door, and asked them as soon as I saw them.

Xu Yuque's expression was tired, and his words were somewhat broken:

"Looking at today's battle, loyal ministers will inevitably die, and treacherous ministers will inevitably die. From now on, I will not be a loyal minister or a traitorous minister. I will be a jester, just to make the emperor happy."

"What happened?"

Feeling bad in my heart, I continued to question him.Only then did Xu Yuque reluctantly tell me what happened in the court today.

The old prime minister didn't show any sympathy, and in front of all the meritorious nobles, he read out all the sins they committed one by one in court.It was as small as which merchant's things were taken by the servants of the family privately, and as big as how they relied on their power to threaten the civilians to death. The old prime minister threw the bloody accusation on the faces of Xiao Shizi and the Ninth Prince.

Even when slaughtering wealthy households, the old prime minister was gentle and calm. Xu Yuque said that he had never seen such a big anger from the old prime minister.

The powerful officials were furious, and the whole court was alarmed.

Xu Yuque knew very well that he couldn't show his head at this moment, so he pretended not to see the wink from his master, lowered his head, and stood obediently on the right side of the court hall, watching his eyes and nose.

After all, Xiao Shizi and Ninth Prince are relatives of the emperor, except for their parents, who would dare to treat them like this.How could the two bear such humiliation in the public hall, they objected in court and had a fierce dispute with Prime Minister Ji.

In the beginning, it was just a dispute. The meaning of the two people's words was to let the old prime minister get to know each other better. Don't be shameless. It is enough to kill a few typical people for this kind of thing. How can the country run after killing them all? I am sorry for those soldiers who have shed their blood in exchange for victory.

The old prime minister believed that the country he forged by himself had entered an irreparable abyss. Facing such a severe situation, the only way to go through a bloodbath from top to bottom was to destroy the current situation and sweep away the useless moths. Conduct a thorough review of the bureaucracy.

He doesn't care how many people die, and he doesn't care how many difficulties the corrupt officials have. For his ideal kingdom of heaven, for the utopia that is destined to be out of reach, he will not give an inch.

Different positions, different beliefs, the same stubbornness, the same arrogance.

This is doomed.

Words were weak and weak, and after a long row there was no willingness to give up his position.After a fierce dispute for a long time, there was no result. The angry few finally staged a full martial arts in the court.

The wat and the official hat flew together, and the blood was blue and purple.

The master who had been watching coldly had no choice but to end, and he was forced to express his opinion in advance.Judging from what the master said yesterday, he undoubtedly supports the old prime minister. He needs to rely on this bloodbath to eradicate the dangerous military nobles, but he can't let the old prime minister do his own thing. His initial thought was probably to rely on The Ninth Prince and the Young Prince came to check and balance the old prime minister.

Who would have imagined that these two guys with no discernment would make the situation so unmanageable on the first day that the master could not continue his ambiguous attitude and had to make a choice now—this is exactly what the old prime minister wanted .

Both the old prime minister and I guessed correctly, the master firmly protected the old prime minister, and ordered the guards to take the Ninth Prince down in the name of resisting the decree, disrespecting and disturbing the court, and grounded him in Prince Gong's mansion.

Xiao Shizi couldn't do anything alone, and apologized to the old Cheng quite courteously with a pale face.

The old prime minister who is over seventy years old has been ups and downs in the turbulent political situation for more than [-] years. At this turning point, this strong-handed politician once again took control of the power.

Everyone knows that this old man will once again stain the top of his cap with the blood of a traitor.

Thinking of such a scene, thinking of the once close friends and the hearty and friendly uncle will all be put on the execution ground.The little boy spoke, his face was in a daze, and the words almost popped out from his clenched teeth:

"Do you know what I'm thinking now?" He asked himself and answered, "I'm thinking, I'd rather go back to that precarious battlefield."

In a rapidly changing battlefield where human life is like a dog, the most decisive way for us is to slap the table and scold each other, and quit working.But after returning to the majestic imperial city, the problem that could have been solved with just a quarrel and concession in the past, unknowingly turned into a dagger stabbing his companion in the open and in the dark.

War is bloody politics.

Politics is fighting in the dark.

141,

A new round of bloodbath begins.

The Ninth Prince was imprisoned in the palace, Xu Yuque was demoted by his master, and I was dismissed by Ji Qinghe.Once again, the court has been reduced to the office of Prime Minister Ji Lao.

Heiyuwei and Ji Qinghe's subordinates directly broke into various mansions in the capital, and the nobles who had smoothed out all their momentum in a peaceful life were put in shackles.One involved the other, and spread along their intersecting network. In less than half a month, the famous generals who followed the master to fight in the east and west were almost uprooted.

Marquis of Ji'an, Marquis of Pingliang, Marquis of Nanxiong, Marquis of Xuande, Marquis of Jingning, Zhongcheng, Yushi, Minister...

The lines that the servants handed me every day were all reported to be old prime ministers, so they convicted a few people, Ji Qinghe ransacked a few more families, and Black Feather Guard killed a few rebellious ministers who resisted the order.

I curled up in my mansion like a coward, thinking about the time when we fought side by side in the past, dreaming and dying.

The lanterns were hung high, and the candlelight illuminated the hall at night as if it were daytime. My subordinates came to drink with me again. They were all dark and strong young men when they came to the capital. Look, put on a robe, and talk a lot.They fought with me for more than nine years, from the mountain of corpses to the sea of ​​blood