"Evil spirits disperse, evil spirits disperse..."
Qian Duoduo was talking nonsense in the hall, dancing his hands and feet like crazy, the God of Wealth's face twitched, and said angrily: "Your Highness, don't be rude!"
"Amitabha Buddha, the immeasurable celestial being, the Supreme Lord is as anxious as a law, Om Mani Padme Hum..."
Qian Duoduo sounded plausible, and retreated back to his position, looking a little tired, after a fierce struggle with the evil spirits and winning, he was indeed tired.
The third prince looked at him, but he stopped asking.
Yang Yanzhou scanned the surroundings, and said, "In these days, although we have won many courtiers and greatly weakened the power of the eldest prince, the prince is still a prince, and this progress is still not enough. We still need to do more. many… "
Qian Caishen took a sip of tea and said, "As far as I know, there is still a huge force lurking around the prince, and we have not taken action. We have to guard against it."
Zhao Yi put down his teacup and said slowly, "Holy religion."
The people present here are all people who disturb the situation in Qi country, so they naturally know what the holy religion is.
This is a huge force lurking among the people of Qi, which is so huge that it is frightening.
Led by the so-called "Empress of Heaven", they are distributed in various prefectures and prefectures of Qi State, and even infiltrated the government courts. They are a force that officials in the court and even the emperor are extremely wary of.
Both the imperial court and His Majesty want to get rid of it quickly, but this force is too powerful and mysterious, and it is just dormant on weekdays, without causing much turmoil.
Now, this force has colluded with the First Prince, and they need to be more careful.
"Why didn't you report this matter to Your Majesty?" Someone said aloud: "Your Majesty cannot tolerate the collusion between the First Prince and the Holy Cult. This matter is enough to make him lose the crown prince."
"No." Yang Yanzhou shook his head, and said, "In the eyes of all the officials and His Majesty, the royal censor of the imperial court is already ours, not to mention whether His Majesty will believe it or think that we are framed. The evidence we have for this matter is too little, so if we act rashly, it will be harmful instead of beneficial... "
Someone sighed and said: "It is a disaster to keep this holy teaching. If the holy teaching is not removed, I will not be able to sleep at night..."
Getting rid of the holy religion is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.
If the Holy Cult was so easy to get rid of, the imperial court would not have allowed them to appear in Qi.
Can't get rid of it, can't condone it, and things have reached a deadlock again.
The God of Wealth looked back at Qian Duoduo, and asked, "Duoduo, what do you think about this matter?"
Qian Duoduo was holding a teacup, sipping tea in small sips. Hearing this, he looked at the God of Wealth, and said, "I don't have any ideas. Dad, is your tea cold? I'll add some to you when it's cold..."
The God of Wealth looked at him and said, "Father won't ask Taoist priests and monks to treat you anymore, so please speak well..."
"What can I think..." Qian Duoduo put down his teacup and said, "Then what kind of holy religion, if you want to get rid of it, just get rid of it, just send troops to fight it, what can I do?"
Someone frowned and said: "The Holy Cult usually lurks very deeply, and does not do such rebellious things. How and where we fight, we waste money, manpower and material resources. If there is no result, won't the court and His Majesty blame it?"
Qian Duoduo adjusted a comfortable posture, and said lazily, "Then I can't help it. If people's holy religion doesn't rebel, how can you force them to rebel?"
The official blushed: "You..."
"Wait." Qian Caishen waved his hand, thought for a moment, looked at Zhao Yi, and said, "Your Highness, this is also a solution."
Yang Yanzhou shook his head and said: "Although this method is good, it also has flaws. The matter of the holy religion is of great importance. Many people have been fooled by them. Only the First Prince and the Third Prince can appease the hearts of the people. The First Prince is now in charge of the country. Holding a lot of power in his hands, if he assigns the third prince to wipe out the traitors, wouldn't we return without success?"
Zhao Xiuwen nodded, "If this is the case, you are digging your own grave. This plan is impossible."
The others in the room listened in a cloud of mist. They had no idea what these people were talking about, so they could only silently drink tea with their heads down to hide the embarrassment on their faces.
Qian Caishen looked at Qian Duoduo again.
Before he could open his mouth, Qian Duoduo stood up slowly and said, "Father, I'm sick. It's very serious. I won't be cured in ten and a half months. I don't know anything, and I don't have any ideas. Let's chat. Go back to sleep..."
After saying that, he walked out unsteadily.
Qian Caishen was startled, then waved his hand and said, "Go."
He looked at the third prince and asked, "Your Highness, what's the plan?"
Zhao Yi nodded slightly.
Zhao Xiuwen laughed and said, "Very good!"
Yang Yanzhou stood up and said with a smile: "The pen of God, the pen of God..."
The rest of the people: "..."
What did they just say
What are they talking about now
Why can't I understand a word
…
The capital is already chaotic enough because of the dispute between the eldest prince and the third prince. An urgent report that came to Beijing today even threw a huge rock into the already turbulent lake, causing huge waves.
Huizhou Shengjiao rioted. A day ago, dozens of Shengjiao rioters broke into the county government and looted all the money and food. Although there were no casualties in the county government, Huizhou belongs to the Gyeonggi area, and some people dared to rebel in the Gyeonggi area. This is the first time in decades.
Although this matter was small, the impact was too serious, causing chaos in the court, and even His Majesty, who had been ill for a long time, was disturbed by this matter, and rarely came to the court in person, and strictly ordered the First Prince to supervise the matter in person, and there must be no mistakes!
Shengjiao is different from other rebels. They are a strict organization and have a lot of influence among the people. If the imperial court sends troops to suppress them, there must be a prince who matches their status.
In today's Beijing, only the eldest prince and the third prince are eligible.
But the third prince was already sick five days ago and was bedridden. This burden can only fall on the shoulders of the eldest prince.
Hengwang Mansion.
Zhao Zheng was yelling at the young man surnamed Fang.
"Tell me, tell me, what are your people doing, attacking the government office, you are going to rebel, are you going to rebel!" Zhao Zheng blushed and said angrily, "You know that this matter has brought great harm to this king. What trouble!"
"This is impossible!" Fang Yu said with a gloomy face, "Without the order of the empress, the congregation of the Holy Church will not make decisions without authorization. Someone must have framed it!"
"Trapping?" Zhao Zheng looked at him and became even more annoyed, "Aside from you, who else has such great power? It's not you, could it be Zhao Yi!"
"The county magistrate of Huiyuan belongs to us." Fang Yu looked up at him and said expressionlessly, "We don't need to do that if we want to capture the Huiyuan county government."
Zhao Zheng's face was cloudy and uncertain, he looked at him, and said in surprise: "You mean, Zhao Yi blamed you all for the purpose of clearing up your holy religion?"
Fang Yu looked at him, and said lightly: "What is he for, doesn't His Royal Highness know now?"
Zhao Zheng sat back down again, his face became even more gloomy.
Shengjiao is his strong backing. These days, he has lost too much in the battle with Zhao Yi. He still counts on Shengjiao to help him turn the tables. How could he eradicate them
But his father had already ordered him to die, so he couldn't ignore it. If he couldn't make any achievements, what would his father and the courtiers think of him? Zhao Yi would probably go crazy laughing in his heart, right
He thought for a while, and suddenly a sneer appeared on his face, and he said, "Zhao Yi, you can handle what you have done by yourself. This king will send you to Huizhou to suppress the bandits. Don't you dare to resist the order?"
Behind him, an old man took a step forward and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, have you forgotten that King Feng was ill five days ago and couldn't get out of bed due to serious illness. The imperial doctor said that he should rest for at least one month..."
"What did you say!"
After a while, there was roaring and cursing in the hall, as well as the sound of tables and chairs colliding, which lasted for a long time.