The palace was turned into an iron bucket by Emperor Daheng, and it was more difficult for Mr. Wang to get in front of the emperor than to ascend to the sky.
But this time is really rare. Mr. Wang has already planned to take a chance on it. If he loses this game, Mr. Wang has prepared a decent robe, and he will die calmly. If he wins, he will live up to the decades of dormancy.
After handing over the matter of entering the palace to Prince He, Mr. Wang began to unite some officials in the capital.
The emperor of Daheng loved his people, and his anti-corruption policy alone made the people rejoice. But for the officials who were opposed, this was a bit uncomfortable.
The emperor released news before the anti-corruption campaign, giving some people time to spit out the money they had embezzled. Although Gu Yuanbai had already given these people the privilege of turning a blind eye, there were always some high-ranking officials who would feel extraordinarily uncomfortable in their hearts.
These discomforts caused Mr. Wang to pry open their gaps.
Mr. Wang's eyes rarely miss people. These people dare to be greedy, then they dare to turn into their own help.
To lure each other with profit, and force each other with danger. The emperor asked you to secretly repay the embezzled money, how can you ensure that the emperor will not deal with you in the future
His Majesty this emperor is completely different from the previous emperor. He can lurk down the powerful minister Lu Feng for three years, so how can you guarantee that he won't spend another three years pulling you down
In contrast, wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to vacate the emperor and make another prince who is slightly easier to deal with
After some remarks, there will always be people who are tempted by this. Mr. Wang took care of the inside and outside, and at this time, Prince He just got good news.
They can leave the palace and enter the palace.
Early the next morning, Prince He took Mr. Wang and his friends to the palace.
The Prince He looked stern today and didn't say a word. Mr. Wang looked at his face and asked cautiously: "My lord, why is your face so ugly, is it because you are not feeling well?"
The Prince He shook his head, "I'm just worried about the Holy One."
Thinking of his thoughts on the emperor, Mr. Wang's expression lightened, he sat up straight, and after answering, he didn't ask any more questions.
After arriving at the palace, the palace attendant stepped forward to lead the way, walking all the way towards the palace where the saint was located.
The friend who followed Mr. Wang was a middle-aged man. This man was short in stature, with slender eyes, and his appearance and clothes were ordinary. Daheng's law expressly forbids the technique of witchcraft loathing victory. Even if he suspects that the Sage is being swayed by witchcraft, no one dares to recruit people into the palace with great fanfare to exorcise evil spirits.
When the group walked to the front of the hall, they saw that a hundred officials of civil and military had gathered in front of the gate of the palace. These officials were either anxious or gloomy. They followed behind the senior officials, just to ask the Sage's current situation and see with his own eyes why the Sage was in a coma for no reason.
Prince He and the two walked into the palace from the side in front of Baiguan. Mr. Wang suddenly turned his head and exchanged a cryptic glance with several of the Baiguan.
In the bedroom, the incense was burning.
There is one person in three steps in the palace, and the guards are fully armed, guarding this place so that no mosquito can fly in. The faces of the palace servants and the guards were solemn, and the atmosphere was so depressed that they could not hear any other sound except their own breathing while walking.
Mr. Wang didn't dare to look around, and followed the prince to the inner room. The chief eunuch in the palace greeted him and bowed to the prince first: "My lord, are these the two people you brought?"
And the prince's voice was deep, "It's them."
Mr. Wang felt that Prince He's tone was wrong. He was about to look up at Prince He when another guard stepped forward and searched him. The middle-aged man nervously handed over a roll of long needles in a cloth bag, "Master, these things will be used later."
The guards carefully probed the long needles one by one and nodded, "Put them in my hands. If you want to use them, I will give them to you later."
The middle-aged man did not dare to refute, and continued: "Yes."
After searching them, Tian Fusheng took them to the inner hall, and the exhaustion and anxiety in his voice could not be concealed, "The saint has been in a coma for more than half a month, and the imperial doctors in the Taiyuan Hospital have used all methods, but Still helpless."
Mr. Wang listened to his words silently in his heart, and sighed, "It is precisely because of this that ordinary people like me are also worried. I never thought of witchcraft, but if the sage is still unconscious for dozens of consecutive days, If this is not a witchcraft, what else could it be? The villain has the courage, no matter right or wrong, to beg the lord to spread the villain's superficial thoughts to the palace."
Tian Fusheng wiped his tears and said in a low voice, "Don't say you think it's wrong, I don't think it's right. But the rules are strict in the palace, some things can't be said nonsense, some things can't be done indiscriminately. Even if we are in a hurry, we can't go. touch these things."
Mr. Wang deliberately hesitated: "That little man..."
Sitting aside with the prince, he looked straight ahead, and the general, who had been decadent in the mud for a long time, finally showed a bit of determination when he fought on the battlefield, "I'm carrying it."
Mr. Wang was dumbfounded.
Tian Fusheng said: "This is something that Xiao Tong and the prince agreed to together with you. Naturally, Xiao Tong and you are responsible for it."
Mr. Wang said in his heart that it turned out that they made the decision in private, and those ministers must not know it yet.
This is even better.
Finally, they entered the inner hall and saw a thin man lying on the dragon bed from a distance. Mr. Wang didn't dare to look at it, but the middle-aged man beside him was invited by Tian Fusheng to see if the saint's appearance was because he was haunted by others.
The middle-aged man straightened the headband on his head and adjusted his cuffs before cautiously approaching the dragon bed.
The surrounding guards stared at him, and Mr. Wang held his breath. The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said, "The villain has to take a look at the eyes of the saint."
Xue Yuan stood aside with a shaggy beard on his face. He stared at this man, without blinking, and said hoarsely, "Look."
The middle-aged man just thought he was a high-ranking official, so he didn't dare to delay, he reached out and touched the upper eyelid of the saint. Between his two fingers was a thin needle with a flash of silver light. The thin needle was aimed directly at the dead point on his head. Once inserted, the Daheng Emperor would surely die.
Their great work will be done!
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Outside the hall, hundreds of officials confronted each other, arguing with swords.
Grand Commander Wang Liqing Lord Wang Liqing stroked his gray beard and snorted coldly, "Master Zhao, I said that a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. The saint is in a coma now, and there should be someone to supervise the country on his behalf, so that the hearts of the people will be at ease. , is this wrong?!"
The privy envoy Master Zhao had no expression on his face, and said coldly: "Dare to ask who is the person who supervises the country in Master Wang's mind?"
Baiguan was silent, only his ears perked up, not daring to let go of a word.
Taiwei Wang was already old and ranked second rank, so he shouldn't have made such an appearance. But a few days ago, someone approached him and said some specious words to him. At that time, Taiwei Wang drove the person out of the house mercilessly. After the person left, he kept thinking about what the person said.
Taiwei Wang is no longer young, he is not only afraid of death, but also afraid that the evening will not be guaranteed. Back then, when the sage was fighting corruption, it was precisely because of his "two fears" that he panicked and returned the money he had embezzled for half his life.
He was fortunate in his heart when the saint let him go. But only after being reminded did he realize that he was fortunately early.
With the temperament of the current emperor, will he really let them go, these big worms
Taiwei Wang thought about it a lot, and even thought of the previous corruption investigation of his second son-in-law. His second son-in-law was the former Taifu Qing. After being demoted, he came to cry with him. At that time, Taiwei Wang scolded him for a meal. Thinking about it now, Taiwei Wang just felt chills all over his body. It is the sign that the Holy One wants to deal with him.
"Those eggs and other items needed in the palace, I just recorded them one by one along the previous ledger, why does the sage insist on checking me?" The second son-in-law's defense reverberated in his mind over and over again, "Father-in-law, the sage just Come check me because of an egg!"
Yes, why do you have to check his son-in-law? Isn't this just to deal with him
Taiwei Wang shuddered, and after the night passed, he gritted his teeth and agreed to get on Mr. Wang's boat. To save his life and to keep his good reputation for the rest of his life, he had to pull Gu Lian down!
In front of the ministers, Wang Taifu bluntly said, "The Sage has no heirs, but he has a brother, the eldest son and the prince of the late emperor. Now that the Sage cannot afford to be seriously ill, and he and the prince do not supervise the country on their behalf, who can come to supervise the country? "
Many people secretly nodded in agreement, Lord Wang is right, a country cannot live without a king for a day, and now at the cusp of this limelight, it is the best choice to be with the prince to supervise the country.
If it is said that the confidant ministers of the Holy High will supervise the country, without the Holy High’s order, they will not be able to rectify their names, and the officials will not obey. But if the eldest son of the late emperor, the only bloodline and prince in the Holy Spirit, then they would have no objection.
Like the prince, he is famous and famous, and he is stronger than the many descendants of the clan who rely on the shadow of his ancestors. He himself has the strength to supervise the country.
Someone was the first to stand up: "Master Wang is right, and the lower officials also feel that at a moment when people are so frightened, Prince Youhe's supervision of the country is the best way to appease the hearts of the officials and the people."
As soon as these words came out, several people stood up one after another in favor of this move.
The privy envoy and the political affairs minister stood on the other side, and there was a faint trend of division with them.
If it is because of state affairs, then it is a wise move to supervise the country with the prince. After all, the prince is not such a confused person who can't tell right from wrong. But how could the privy envoy and other ministers not know Wang Liqing's sinister intentions at this time
He clearly wanted to take this opportunity to stand up to the Holy Spirit!
The faces of several old officials were condensed, and Taiwei Wang looked at them, and suddenly laughed, secretly proud, "I don't know what other adults have to say?"
"Prince He was banned by the Holy High in the Prince He's mansion at this time," the counselor of the Political Affairs Hall took a step forward, neither humble nor arrogant, "Without the order of the Holy High, the Prince He cannot leave the palace."
"Oh?"
A courtier on the opposite side sneered twice and pointed to the palace gate, "Then dare to ask the Minister of Political Affairs, is it Prince He who just entered the gate of the palace?"
Shen Zhizheng did not change his face: "The two should not be confused."
The post of Taiwei had to be relegated to the second line because of the high use of the Privy Council and the Political Affairs Hall. Most of the real power in the hands of Taiwei Wang had been allocated to the Privy Council. The governor and the privy envoy then sternly said: "I see that you have bad intentions! The people and us are anxious, but you only see your own interests! You are clearly unwilling to supervise the country with the prince. Lost the power in your hands, Master Zhao, am I right or not?"
The Privy Councilman made his chest rise and fall violently, and pointed at Taiwei Wang's fingers trembling: "Don't be full of nonsense!"
"Whether I'm talking nonsense, you know in your own heart," Wang Taiwei looked at him coldly, "If you don't agree with the prince to supervise the country on your behalf, then come up with a reason!"
Baiguan couldn't help but look towards the privy envoy and others.
However, the privy envoy and others were blue-faced, but could not say a word.
A young official standing next to Taiwei Wang could hardly hold back his smile, and his brows were dyed with joy, "Since you have nothing to say, then—"
"What reason do you want?" The emperor's low voice sounded from the palace, "Is the reason why I haven't died enough?"
The faces of Taiwei Wang and the leading officials around him changed drastically, and they looked at the palace gate in astonishment.
The emperor was supported by Xue Yuan, followed by the prince, and slowly walked out of the palace door.
The bright light of the scorching sun slowly rose from the shoes and feet of the saint, hit the robe of the saint, and spread over the bridge of the pale nose of the saint. The sage had dark eyes, and looked down at Taiwei Wang, who was standing at the front with a distorted expression. He coughed a few times with his fists, and said, " Taiwei Wang, is this one good enough?"