Chiwuxing

Naturally, there are still living people in the army, can you kill them all? "

Jiang Hua smiled: "Didn't the Prime Minister say that those eunuchs are about to be replaced? Just take this opportunity to get rid of them."

Ni Congwen shook his head and said, "What about the general?... I really admire your ability. You were able to be buried in the army for so long, so that King Yu, Jia Yun and the others were not aware of it."

"Anyway, he's dead too, so it just happened to be clean." Jiang Hua didn't care.

Ni Congwen paused, but didn't realize the meaning of the words, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly:

"...The dead can't speak?"

Jiang Hua raised his eyebrows, looked at him in surprise, and turned to say: "Lin Ping has been dead for so long, even if he digs his grave, he can't distinguish his face. No matter how talented the Prime Minister is, it may be difficult to find anything on him. Just the clues."

Ni Congwen's eyes drifted aside, he turned the green jade finger with his right hand, and remained silent.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Hua thought he was pondering something, and then said slowly: "Our family is at the end of the road on this road now, and it's the time when the Prime Minister is in power, so why are you so eager to clean up our house? Thinking about it, our family forgot, Master Xiang is Master Xie's student after all, he can't get used to slaves like us..."

Ni Congwen interrupted him: "Since Lin Ping was planted by you a long time ago, you made him ambush Jia Yun from the very beginning, why didn't you attack Jia Yun before?"

Jiang Hua said: "Jia Yun is deeply favored by His Majesty. Our family served with him in the mansion. If he hadn't been stubborn, our family would not have made such a plan to end him. It was a pity that Lin Ping died early, but Jia Yun did not." How long to live... Sure enough, our family said at the beginning that it is strange that he can live a long life with his temperament and ambition. Since we can't find evidence now, then our family said these things today, and the prime minister has the right Our family is just talking nonsense."

Ni Congwen sneered and said, "Oh, among the remaining eunuchs, if I inquire one by one, there will always be some answers. Anyway, they haven't returned home yet, why? Killing people under the official's eyelids?"

Jiang Hua saw that he had torn his face, so he also sneered: "Mr. Xiang, don't think that our family is gone now, so we have no bargaining chips. Now that we can be slaughtered by Mr. Xiang, our family... also has related relatives. Grandpa's chores."

Ni Congwen raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's listen."

Jiang Hua said: "Our family is in the palace, so we know everything about the inner palace well... I have to say, you and the imperial concubine are really brothers and sisters, and they are as decisive and straightforward in handling things."

Ni Congwen looked at him with serious eyes.

Jiang Hua said: "Actually, Master Xiang doesn't have to be so nervous. It happened many years ago. At the beginning, our family just did a small favor for the empress. It was not a big deal at first, but Master Xiang is in the outer court. Sometimes there must be news. It is also inevitable that there will be a lot of occlusion."

"What's the matter?" Ni Congwen stared at him.

Jiang Hua said: "At the beginning, the death of Mrs. Lingfu, the mother of King Yu, was rooted in the empress."

"Didn't you just say that you also have a share," Ni Congwen said coldly, "Besides, Mrs. Lingfu is just a helpless and humble savage girl. After so many years, do you think you can blackmail me? I think Jiang Hua, you have nothing to do to make such threats."

"Our family just said that," Jiang Hua laughed again, "At first our family didn't want to be hostile to the Xiangye. Our family and the empress have known each other for many years in the inner palace. Since this relationship exists, the Xiangye also There is no need to kill them all..."

Ni Congwen's displeasure was still there, and he said again: "Jiang Hua, don't be too arrogant. If you talk about revealing the truth about the death of your family teacher Xie Zhi, don't think that I, like everyone else, can't discern the truth of the past and marry me for personal gain. To harm others, I am afraid that only a shrewd person like the general manager can come up with such a good plan to kill two birds with one stone."

Jiang Hua's complexion turned pale, but he still raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This matter cannot be uncovered by the Prime Minister. It is His Majesty who suppressed the news behind the scenes. By the way, Mr. Xiang saved this effort. Why bother to list our family’s crimes one by one? In these years, whether it’s true or not, rumors are true, who will look at the truth? Since they have already gained notoriety, the truth of the funeral is actually the truth. Nobody cares anymore."

Ni Congwen was silent, Jiang Hua turned his head and closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, his eyes turned from hot to cold.

There were a few tired cries of sleepy birds outside the window, and amidst the chirping sound, accompanied by the gradually descending glow.

Amid the slight noise, Jiang Hua glanced coldly at the landscape screen.

"Master Xiang's eyes are like a mirror. Since none of these old millet and rotten sesame seeds can escape your eyes, our family has nothing to say now." Jiang Hua looked out the window and said.

Ni Congwen glanced at him sideways, and said, "These things are in the past, but there is another purpose in bringing them up again today..."

Jiang Hua saw the bird flying away outside the window, and said, "It's okay, Mr. Xiang."

Ni Congwen also turned his eyes, watched the movement outside the window, and said: "Nowadays, the courtiers are bloated and the finances are corrupt. I can also see all kinds of evil deeds and chaos inside. As the prime minister, I can't absolve myself of the blame. However, the power of my heart is limited... What does the manager think is the solution to this?"

Jiang Hua couldn't help but glanced at him, snorted softly, and said: "If Xiangye didn't look serious, our family thought that what Xiangye said was to repeat the eunuch's chaos in the past."

Ni Congwen curled the corner of his mouth coldly and said, "I don't mean that."

"Now our family does not have real power in the court. If we clear up our connections, our family can still help a little, but if we want to completely clean up the corruption and chaos in the Qing Dynasty—"

Jiang Hua lowered his head and laughed: "Master Xiang, you are not such an idiotic person...Let me remind you, don't follow the old path of your teacher."

Ni Congwen sighed and replied: "The Qingming spirit in the imperial court is exhausted, and it is time to change it."

Jiang Hua's expression changed, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Master Xiang, what does this mean?"

Ni Congwen put his right hand on the table, and said: "I have been thinking about it, since you have the courage to open such a ban, the manager, it may not be easy to settle it. After all, the previous arrangements... It took a lot of work for you. effort, isn't it?"

Jiang Hua turned his head slightly to the left, and the two looked at each other silently for a while.

Jiang Hua pursed his lips downwards, squeezed out a smile that was not a smile, and said: "...Our family should understand what Xiangye meant, but I don't know, if Xiangye wants to arrange this...it's up to us I'm going to make this scarecrow up there against the wind, and when the wind blows, I'm afraid the weight won't be able to weigh on Xiangye, but my body will be broken."

Ni Congwen raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, "I think... what I say should carry some weight."

"Yes," Jiang Hua grinned, "Mr.

Ni Congwen fixed his eyes on his face for a moment, then got up and said, "I have one more thing for the manager."

As he spoke, he walked to a gap between the side cabinets in the inner room, and pulled out a roll of things from it.

Jiang Hua watched his movements, and said with a light smile, "Master Xiang also has famous paintings and ancient scrolls to appreciate?"

"Exactly," Ni Congwen handed the scroll to Jiang Hua's table, and said, "It is indeed a good painting."

Ni Congwen watched Jiang Hua open it, and finally showed his first expression shock since entering the room.

"Bo Yong also took a lot of effort to fix this," Ni Congwen said with a smile, "how?"

After Jiang Hua read it, he rolled it back to the original and held it in his hand. After a long time, he said slowly: "...Mr. Xiang is really good at tricks. Our family finally knows why you are sitting in this seat instead of someone else. It really is blue. "

Ni Congwen looked at Jiang Hua's hand holding the scroll, and said: "It seems that the manager already knows what to do. I just hope... the manager will not forget everything I said today."

Jiang Hua put on a slight smile: "Jiang Hua admits that he is not a person who does not know how to flatter him. Since Mr. Xiang is so respected, at least this old slave in our family can realize some of his own usefulness. Mr. Xiang has planned a strategy. Just be at ease."

"Then the manager will go back today and think about it more carefully." Ni Congwen got up from the chair, the deep and rich crimson official uniform was blocking a strand of light from outside the door.

Jiang Hua stood up and said, "Okay."

Ni Congwen followed him to the door of the house, and the setting sun outside was about to set, leaving a vast expanse of red and purple light in the sky.

Ni Congwen sighed: "The manager came a few hours early this afternoon, and it really is 'the early comers enjoy the spring'. If you go back here, you don't have to worry about the difficulty of traveling at night...The manager can go easily."

Jiang Hua turned back and laughed, the meaning was unclear in the dim purple light, and said: "It doesn't matter if you come early or late, the key is to see what appointment you are going to, Xiangye always sleeps at night and sleeps at night, so our family has no reason not to be diligent. That being the case, let's take my leave first, Master Xiang, please stay."

After finishing the words, he took a few steps forward. Zhang Rui, who was waiting at the door, bowed to meet him, took the scroll in Jiang Hua's hand, raised his eyes and saw a few red marks on the palm of his hand, and was stunned, listening The person above said with a tired voice: "It's good, it's much more precious than the ancient monuments that our family searched before."

"Yes." Zhang Rui bent over again and replied.

Ni Congwen stroked his beard, watched Jiang Hua and the others leave, glanced at the sky, and turned back to the room.

Ni Chengzhi had already come out of the screen, stood aside at the moment, and said solemnly: "Is father really going to take the risk?"

Ni Congwen glanced at him, and then said: "Go down and tell the kitchen to prepare dinner early."

Ni Chengzhi didn't know why, but seeing his father dipping his pen and ink in front of the table again, he didn't ask any more questions.

"……Yes."