Jing Qi had other thoughts in his mind, not for anything else, just because of He Lianzhao's righteous words in the court hall, he first praised He Lianpei's literary virtues, and then told him to be an old man who didn't even know how to fart. Dad Yujia went on the expedition himself, euphemistically calling it to save the sluggish fighting spirit in the army.
He Lianzhao and He Lianpei are like ten times ten in the point of being so happy, they seem to be born of flesh and blood. The rare thing is, whether it is He Lianzhao himself or his staff, there are still people who can see this. As expected, He Lianpei was taken lightly.
Naturally, some people strongly objected, the so-called son of a daughter can't sit still, how could the emperor put himself in danger? Besides, He Lianzhao's thoughts are well known to everyone except his old father He Lianpei.
He Lianpei then thought about it, and felt that he was very important, so he withdrew from the court, waiting for discussion.
In the previous life, there were also Wagga people who made troubles, and then fought and suppressed. It was purely windy and rainy. After half a year of commotion, everyone went to do what they should do.
But Jing Qi knew that something was different, for example, compared to his memory, the turmoil came much earlier and more suddenly.
So he didn't know what to do.
After losing nine cities in a row in a month, the Waqla people seemed to be in a land of no one, which had never happened before.
He was also thinking about the chaos in the court.
He Lianzhao obviously wanted to take advantage of the chaos to kill his immortal father. In his opinion, the next thing would probably be easy¡ªfor example, when the old emperor died, he felt that he had some military power in his hands, but These military powers can continue to expand in the name of countering rebellion, and then openly rebel.
No matter how powerful the prince is, no matter how much support he receives from the court officials, those old men are just lip-smacking and hard-working, what real power do they have?
Real power must be fought with real swords and guns.
These years, He Lianzhao has been kept low by the crown prince, because the crown prince has his handle. If things from Guangdong and Guangxi were put in front of the old emperor, his fate would be worse than that of the one who entered the clan mansion. It's still miserable, but if the old emperor wisely moves to the underworld to spend his life, who cares whether he is rebellious or not?
The prince is a safe person, so naturally he is unwilling to take such a big risk, so he strongly opposes it.
How old is He Lianpei and how much does he weigh? Except he himself doesn't know, everyone knows that once he goes out, he may really not be able to come back. When the time comes, there will be no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey He Lianzhao will be called Overlord, it's going to be a mess, but
Could it be possible to continue grinding with He Lianzhao like this?
Jing Qi is a little tired of this kind of life. Even if He Lianyi really succeeds to the throne, even if He Lianyi doesn't let him leave the capital, at most he won't have those freedoms, at least he won't be allowed to dream back at midnight every day, full of these struggles for power There are also some days of sluggishness.
The people of Daqing also have something to look forward to.
But when it comes to being cautious, I'm afraid he's going too far than He Lianyi, lest one step will lead to trouble. With the lesson of Liang Jiuxiao last time, he almost wants to think about everyone and everything. However, the iron hooves of foreigners going south were unstoppable, leaving him less and less time, and the debates in the court became more and more intense.
For several days in a row, Jing Qi went to the East Palace after morning, and sometimes he came back in the evening, and fell asleep right after he came back, no matter how early or late it was. Good politicians always plan for the worst, so Jing Qi is in a pessimistic mood every day he can't get away.
In a few days, he had lost a lot of weight, so Wuxi, who was waiting to be arrested every day in the palace and couldn't be caught every day, couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply asked someone to clean up a guest room, planning to stay in the palace and not leave. Although Ping An looks simple and honest, after all, he is more reliable than the likes of Aji Lainu Aha. For such a long time, so many things happened under his nose, what does Wu Tong mean, he knows clearly.
It's just that he understands his duty, and never interrupts his master's affairs.
Seeing that he was coming at this time, he made the decision to tidy up a guest room very close to Jing Qi's bedroom, and waited for Jing Qi to come back.
Jing Qi waved his hand, he had finished talking outside, and when he came back, he was a little lazy to speak, and said curtly: "Don't be negligent."
Pingan knew that the master was acquiescing to Wu Tong's approach. He also felt that Wu Tong's thoughts were a bit whimsical at first, and no matter how far it was, it was no farther than Nanjiang. It was impossible for Wu Tong to stay in Daqing, because he wanted to stay. , Daqing did not dare to stay. And what kind of person is his master? Even if he confessed to the emperor that he likes men, it's okay to bubble Huanghuaguan in case others don't know that he is misbehaving, but he is also the prince of Daqing, and he just raises some prostitutes to make a fool of himself, and goes away with a foreigner. This is not reliable.
However, for a few years, Ping An is also cold-eyed??, without saying a word, just waited motionlessly for him to open his mouth. Jing Qi's appetite has never been good, and he is even more lazy to eat when he is not energetic, so he said patiently: "I'm not hungry right now."
Wuxi said: "You eat at this time every day, you will naturally be hungry when you get used to it."
Jing Qi was disturbed by him so much that he didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he said helplessly, "I really"
Wuxi was holding a bowl and a spoon, and looked at him without saying a word.
Jing Qichang is so old, he always does what he wants, and he has never been forced like this before. It is reasonable for him to feel that he should be unhappy, but for some reason, he can't get angry with him. After staring for a moment, he finally conceded defeat at the opponent's insistence, got up with a sigh, and took the small porcelain bowl and spoon over.
I can't figure out what kind of special ability this little poison has, and it keeps telling me to make an exception because of him again and again.
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