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Wu Zhe was taken aback.
From the perspective of a high-level supporting role, Zong Zhilian should step on his father's corpse to take the position, which is considered mighty and domineering.
However, King Jin died, but not at the hands of Zong Zhilian.
He was a faint king who would not recognize his own children and grandchildren in order to survive, but he didn't have the courage to commit suicide, so he was naturally killed by others. It was his queen who killed him.
Zong Zhilian told Wu Zhe the information he got now: During the siege of the palace, the Empress Jin lost three of her own sons, and saw her infant grandson killed, and her sanity almost collapsed. After the fall of Gongmen, King Jin tried to surrender to Wu. The concept of the royal family after Jin was quite stubborn, and he would never be the queen of the subjugation, so he stabbed King Jin to death with a dagger in anger. After that, she also committed suicide by drinking a dagger.
"Oh, that's fine." Wu Zhe thought for a while, then patted Zong Zhilian on the shoulder and let out a sigh of relief.
Zong Zhilian is such a smart person, he naturally understood what Wu Zhe meant, nodded and said solemnly: "It is true. If he is still alive, I really don't know if I can be cruel."
King Jin must die.
If he does not die, not to mention his little political ability and charisma, Zong Zhilian's succession to the throne may cause disturbances.
Zong Zhilian never called King Qi his father in front of Wu Zhe, obviously he didn't take this incompetent father to heart. It's just that there is always a blood relationship between father and son, so he can't be too heartless.
If King Jin is not dead, Wu Zhe has to consider arranging someone to forge the plot that King Jin was killed by Wu people.
Now King Jin did not die in their hands, but was killed by the Empress Jin, which is really the best situation.
"Let's correct it." Wu Zhe said.
"Correction?" Zong Zhilian quickly reacted: "You mean forging King Qi's edict?"
"That's right. The Kingdom of Jin needs a nominal heir. Even if many people know that it may be a false edict, you also need such an orthodox reputation."
Zong Zhilian agreed with this judgment: "I need such a thing, alas, force me to make a fake. The national seal is in my hands, and I can make it casually. It's just that the minister who wrote the imperial edict in the past has been in chaos. died."
"What kind of gentleman are you pretending to be? You have already thought of being a fake." Wu Zhe heard that the minister who wrote the pen was dead. I knew he already had this intention.
"Well, I don't admit that I have the intention to cheat, but I only say that I was forced to cheat. Alas, I am a pure, kind and sincere gentleman. How can I do such a thing."
"After you become a king, you will do more fake things like this." Wu Zhe said with a smile: "Leave the imitation of handwriting to me, as long as you give me the traces of his previous calligraphy, I can learn it." come out."
"Yes, yes, this is your specialty." Zong Zhilian pulled over a few old imperial edicts: "Hey, I'm ready."
Wu Zhe kicked him: "The preparations for fraud are all done, and you still pretend to be innocent!"
After two glances, Wu Zhe wrote an imperial edict under the grinding of Zong Zhilian.
Zong Zhilian praised: "Wow, Ruoyao, even if you are not a military adviser, you can also be a calligrapher. The writing technique is completely impeccable, even the Taoist Master Bo will not be able to recognize that the handwriting is fake."
"What kind of calligrapher, casually pretending to be the handwriting of some important person, cheat some money, and use yourself to gain fame?" Wu Zhe looked at Zong Zhilian with contempt.
Zong Zhilian looked at it. On the one hand, he was amazed: "The pen is completely consistent, and there is no flaw. The minister who wrote the pen died again, so there is no problem with this imperial edict."
"There are a lot of telltale signs. Look at the scroll of this book. It's a flaw. The edge is a little bit torn, and the paper is a little bit torn. It's better to have a little tear on it. By the way, it will look more like it after a few more fires."
After hearing this, Zong Zhilian raised his thumbs up: "Ruoyao, you are a great faker! You really know how to deceive people!"
"... I'll take it as a good word."
Zong Zhilian put away the edict and thought about it, and said seriously: "Channel Master Bo is loyal to the country, and he is a trustworthy person. You can't hide it from him this time."
Wu Zhe said: "You don't have to tell him. I think if he supports you, he might be pretending to be confused."
After talking about the content of the Jiaozhao, Zong Zhilian said again: "This time Qi State will help the army, I plan to use five million taels of this money to show goodwill. How?"
Wu Zhe's eyes lit up: "Gold or silver?"
"Silver must be silver." Zong Zhilian rolled his eyes and said, "After the war in Jin, there are more places to spend money."
Wu Zhe nodded: "Okay, I reluctantly admit that you are quite generous, that's right."
"Jin Qi is good. I hope it can be maintained for a long time." Wu Zhe said.
Zong Zhi thought for a while and said: "My sister's child is four years old, should I make a baby kiss with the heir of a certain prince of Qi?"
"Don't mess around, what a baby girl, what if they fall in love freely in the future? It will cause conflicts between the two countries."
Zong Zhi thought for a while to understand the meaning of free love, and said awkwardly: "Then it's not easy to deal with. Could it be that when they are older, arrange a blind date?"
"That would be too long ago." Wu Zhe said with a smile, "There is one best way to do it right now."
Zong Zhilian's heart faintly moved: "What way?"
Wu Zhe laughed straight, "You marry Gong Xiaolu, so that there will be long-term peace and stability."
Zong Zhilian was disappointed, but also a black thread.
"Okay, next you need to build your own power, recruit troops and recruit talents." Wu Zhe waved the crane cloak over his outer cover, posing with a feather fan, and said, "This military advisor suggests that we should issue a recruitment order!"
"Recruitment order?"
Wu Zhe talked about the concept of recruiting talents in another world.
"Okay, I also vaguely have this idea!" Zong Zhilian spread out a large piece of paper, and wrote the words Recruitment Order at the beginning.
Wu Zhe shook his head and said, "Are you going to write the recruitment order now? I don't have time to wait for you."
"No, there are a lot of things to do. I will record your suggestions one by one."
"Who is willing to spend so much brains on you?"
Zong Zhilian shook his head and began to mutter: "500,000 taels of gold, 500,000 taels of gold, 500,000 taels of gold..."
Wu Zhe said impatiently: "Okay, even if the consultant fee is included."
Then, Wu Zhe began to teach Zong Zhilian a large number of policies promulgated by Cao Cao in the Northern Wei Dynasty in another world.
The current situation of the Jin State, although the economy, life and military development level is close to the Sui Dynasty, but the social system is very similar to the late Han Dynasty. A large number of clan remnants remained, and the system of selecting talents was far behind compared to Qi and Wu.
"The people of Wu State invaded and occupied the capital of Jin this time. Although they killed countless civilians of Jin State, they also killed many nobles." Wu Zhe analyzed the current situation: "You can just show your hands this time, and the resistance you encounter Definitely much smaller than a normal succession."
Zong Zhilian said worriedly: "It is estimated that some nobles will take the lead in jumping out just because of a recruitment order. Because it will affect their rights."
The recruitment order is that regardless of one's origin, one can be an official only by looking at one's talents and abilities. It is contrary to the clan's rule that one can be an official just by one's status without any skills. Wu Zhe knows that the latter will inevitably be eliminated by history, but the concept of class in this era is deeply rooted, and many people can't figure it out.
"You don't need to confront him head-on, but you can destroy him secretly." Wu Zhe knocked him hard: "For example, if the other party is rich, you can create conflicts among his partners, and uneven distribution of spoils is eternal. The dog eat dog law."
Zong Zhilian blinked his eyes in embarrassment and said: "I guess he is an academic master, such as Mr. Dong. He doesn't love money and lives frugally, but he may jump out and shout that the recruitment order will violate the ancestor's law."
"Remember, the truth is always held by the bad media, no, you won't understand if you tell it, anyway, the truth is always held by the ears of the blind believers." Wu Zhe said: "They don't care what the truth is, they don't care about it. If you don’t want to figure it out, most people will just follow suit. Anyway, if you say that an official is a villain, you don’t need any evidence at all, just say that he has a mistress or something.”
"Mistress?"
"It's my concubine."
"What happened to taking care of my concubine?"
"...By the way, this kind of rumor won't work." Wu Zhe patted his forehead.
Three wives and four concubines are the norm in this era. No one has any objections to officials having mistresses, and it is even okay to go in and out of brothels.
"Then you can find a few women and say with a big belly that he has always abandoned him. It can also be said that he abandoned his ex-wife in order to become famous, or to marry a better wife, or even buy murder! It is best to bring children Enhance credibility. Holding one in his hand, holding another in his arms, and carrying another in his belly, such a woman crying in the street will definitely ruin his reputation!"
"..." Zong Zhilian was dumbfounded, and stared blankly at Wu Zhe's high-spirited talk like stars flying all over the sky.
"At that time, he won't be able to argue with everything. You just need to secretly send someone to pretend to be a martial arts knight to protect you. The common people will definitely believe it." Wu Zhe said with a smile: "Also, when he said that he likes wives the most, oh, it's someone else. wife, especially the wife who likes to secretly seduce colleagues. Then spread rumors that a certain wife gave birth to a son like him... These rumors are all up to you to think about and spread."
"I, I, I can't figure it out..."
"If you can't think of it, you can make it up! You don't need any evidence, just pour dirty water on it?"
"ah… "
"There is also a deliberate spread of rumors that he likes men, especially men, students, etc., and he likes to do things in the study when he is alone instructing others..." Wu Zheyue said more and more vigorously: " By the way, buy some big guys with chest hair, preferably the ones with sores on the buttocks, and carry them in soft sedan chairs. Let them carry their buttocks upside down and carry them to the street to scold Mr. Dong who dared to jump out... "
Hearing Wu Zhe's strategy, Zong Zhilian was completely petrified.
He has always boasted that he is full of flowers, but at this moment he simply feels that he is too pure, too kind, too upright...