Jin Wushu had thought about this question over and over again many times. Even when he was ill, he was still thinking about it seriously.
"Fourth Uncle, Qin Hui is the most powerful man in the Song Dynasty. Can we follow his path again and cooperate inside and outside?"
Jin Wushu stared at his eager and dull young face. He Ci had been on the throne since he was a teenager and had been the Emperor of Peace for more than ten years. He could not ride a horse or shoot an arrow. All his demeanor was imitated by the Han people. Even his style was the same. The same stupidity - everything, all his efforts, were focused on Gongyin, and he was obsessed with getting those hundreds of thousands of silver to complete his unfinished squandering.
However, Jin Wushu was still very serious: "Your Majesty, Qin Hui has been bedridden since he was assassinated. The latest news I heard is that Zhao Deji has put him at home in the name of recuperating... "
The reason for recovering from illness was actually abandoned. Qin Hui could just die of illness like this. If he didn't die, according to Zhao Deji's methods, I'm afraid he would never have any good results.
He Ci was shocked: "How could it be? Qin Hui has always been Zhao Deji's favorite..."
A favored minister will eventually become an abandoned minister.
"Qin Hui is notorious. Now that he has recovered from illness, he has no real power. It is no longer suitable for us to cooperate with him. Besides, he has many political opponents who have emerged one after another, and there are many attacking remarks. Qin Hui has no use value..."
"In my fourth uncle's opinion, what should we do?"
"These days, I have considered three strategies for dealing with the Song Dynasty. As long as Your Majesty strictly implements these three strategies in the future, I am not afraid that the Song Dynasty will not bow its head forever."
He Ci was overjoyed: "What clever plan does Fourth Uncle have?"
Jin Wushu coughed sharply and looked very tired: "I haven't fully considered it yet. When I think about it, I will write it into a memorial and submit it to Your Majesty. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."
He Ci hurriedly said: "No hurry, no rush, fourth uncle needs to take good care of himself first."
As if he had taken a reassurance, he stood up and looked much better than when he came in a hurry: "Fourth uncle is resting, I won't disturb you anymore."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Please forgive me for not sending you far."
"Fourth uncle, please lie down quickly. Your task is to take good care of your health. Don't worry about anything else. In our Kingdom of Jin, Fourth Uncle is absolutely indispensable."
"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty."
When He Ci went out, Wu Qimai and others sent him off respectfully.
As soon as he returned to the door, he saw a strong woman striding in the garden of the east wing. Beside her, the wet nurse was holding her crying son. Because the child kept crying, she kept scolding him, holding her hand in her hand. He was also holding something similar to a Cuju. Wu Qimai could clearly see that the "bang" just now turned out to be the culprit.
When the twenty-eighth lady saw Wu Qimai, she strode over and gave orders with a very arrogant attitude: "Wu Qimai, has the fourth prince asked your majesty to get a title for the little prince?"
She was so angry that she was like thundering. As she spoke, she looked at the fourth prince's room, as if she was about to rush in and ask for details.
Wu Qimai almost fainted from anger.
After a long time, Jin Wushu put down his pen and slowly raised his head.
Seeing his tired face, Wu Qimai hurriedly said: "Fourth Prince, take a rest first and finish writing another day."
His eyes lit up: "Wu Qimai, I almost forgot. I still have a gift that I haven't given away..."
"what gift?"
"Do you still remember that Jurchen veteran?"
Wu Qimai understood immediately. They were the Jurchen soldiers who were married to Empress Dowager Wei. Zhao Deji's biological mother also gave birth to two younger brothers of the opposite sex for him in the Kingdom of Jin.
"I'm thinking, should I give this gift to Zhao Deji? Or to King Qin?"
"Fourth Prince, what are your plans?"
He laughed. This kind of method has always been used by people like King Qin. If he really wanted to use it himself, it would be beneath his status.
"Wu Qimai, I decided to give this gift to King Qin."
"Why?"
"Do you know who is the most despicable person in the world today?"
"who is it?"
"Neither this prince nor Qin Hui. I think that in the past hundred years, there are two most despicable people. The first is Zhao Deji, and the second is his father Song Huizong. These father and son can be said to be concentrated It shows the most despicable and shameless side of the Song people. However, it is precisely because of their shamelessness that the prosperity and growth of the Jin Kingdom was created."
Wu Qimai was still puzzled. What does this have to do with giving a gift to King Qin
He said angrily: "The King of Qin is also a despicable guy. If it weren't for him, the fourth prince would not be so sick."
"Zhao Deji and King Qin are equally talented."
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"Wu Qimai, prepare yourself and give this gift to King Qin - it can also be regarded as a gift to Hua Rong!"
Only then did Wu Qimai realize that the Fourth Prince was still thinking about him to this day.
Jin Wushu said calmly: "Wu Qimai, you don't know something. On the way to Baichengzi, I discovered that she has already run out of gas over the years and cannot survive much longer. Her biggest wish is It is to kill Zhao Deji and avenge her husband. However, the strength of King Qin is obviously not enough to compete with Zhao Deji."
"Is giving her a gift enough to compete with Zhao Deji?"
"Of course it's not enough. However, it is another weapon. It is useless to us, Daikin, but it is obviously of great use to the two of them."
"Fourth Prince, why are you doing this?"
He said calmly: "Because these days, I always dream about the dead Lu Deng and his wife, and the dead Yue Pengju!"
Wu Qimai's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Jin Wushu waved his hand, and Wu Qimai retreated. He was the only one left in the room. In the garden, the noise and play of 28 ladies and children could still be heard. The most beautiful world in the Fourth Prince's Mansion was now gone. The world belongs entirely to their mother and son, and no one else is allowed to get close.
Fortunately, he thought, he didn't have the strength to go out, nor did he want to go out.
Just when the fourth prince was dying, the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty were immersed in another level of strangeness.
Qin Hui sent out several groups of troops, but did not wait for the fourth prince's affirmative reply, and could not even meet him. In such panic, his condition worsened.
Naturally, Zhao Deji would not relax his surveillance on him at any time. In addition, some censors took advantage of this opportunity and kept impeaching him. Gradually, the sick Qin Hui became more and more out of control.
On this day, his adopted son Qin Xi came back from outside and came to visit him as usual. Qin Xi had a deep affection for Wang Junhua, but his adoptive mother died inexplicably and her body was not even seen in the capital. Qin Hui could plan perfectly for the outside world, but how could it happen? Can you hide Qin Xi's knowledge? Qin Xi was very disappointed and angry about this, but how dare he offend Qin Hui? When his adoptive mother died, Qin Hui was his only supporter. Therefore, not only did he not dare to express the slightest dissatisfaction, but during Qin Hui's illness, he was busy inside and outside, perfunctory, seeking medical advice, in an attempt to make his adoptive father get better soon.
Qin Xi was originally in charge of the compilation of the dynasty's history books in accordance with Qin Hui's relationship. In the years when Qin Hui became powerful, he instructed his adopted son and vigorously tampered with any remarks that were not favorable to him. He even beautified himself as Jiang Shang, Duke of Zhou. A kind of super virtuous minister. And he insulted people whom the emperor didn't like, such as Yue Pengju, Zongze, Li Gang and other famous generals.
Qin Xi came back in the wind and snow. Qin Hui coughed and tried to sit up, "Ahem, cough, cough... What's the situation outside?"
Qin Xi's face was gloomy and very angry: "The censor's impeachment appeared like a snowflake. Those guys who burn bridges by crossing the river are really worthy of death. Even some of his colleagues made sarcastic comments, saying that his son's previous records were wrong, and that some of Yue Pengju's information was not recorded. .Daddy, get well soon and show those guys some color..."
Qin Hui's expression changed. This was a result he had expected. Qin Xi was still young and could not calm down after all. He was afraid that he had already had some disputes with his colleagues.
He struggled and asked, "Have you gone to see Dr. Wang?"
Qin Xi paused: "Don't mention it, daddy. This Wang Jixian is really nothing. He is hiding in the yard of his newly married concubine admiring the plum blossoms, saying that it is cold and there are no guests... "
Wang Jixian has always been a master who adapts to the situation. After the Queen Mother Wei returned from the Kingdom of Jin, her eyes were broken from crying. Zhao Deji called him to treat the Queen Mother's eye disease, which made a great improvement. Wang Jixian was able to be promoted to a noble rank again. Now he sees Qin Hui for a long time After being dismissed at home, he assessed the situation and inquired about the inside story from the eunuchs he knew well every day. He concluded that Qin Hui had no hope of coming back and that there was no possibility of a comeback. Therefore, he tore off his old disguise and completely cut off contact with Qin Hui. No matter what the Qin government did He came to the house with many reminders and invitations, but he always said that he had something to do and would never set foot in the Qin Mansion again.
Dark clouds were threatening to destroy the city. He sensitively sensed the end of Qin Hui from the snow-flakes of memorials impeaching Qin Hui. He could no longer get too close to Qin Hui.
Qin Hui became even more enlightened when he heard that Wang Jixian was avoiding him. Wang Jixian was the closest to the emperor and made suggestions for the emperor's affairs every day. If he had such an attitude, the emperor's attitude would be very obvious.
"Dad, what should we do? How can we sit still and wait for death? Where is the Fourth Prince..."
The Fourth Prince! He is just a dog raised by the fourth prince. Now, the fourth prince no longer needs him, so of course he will not lend a helping hand.
"Dad, should we send someone to help the Fourth Prince again?"
He shook his head: "No need. If the Fourth Prince really wants to lend a helping hand, he won't keep avoiding you."
"Dad, what should we do? Are we just going to sit back and wait for death?"
Qin Hui smiled bitterly. He had planned all his life, but in the end, he was in such a desolate situation. Until now, no one has come to visit him anymore.
In front of the prime minister's door, it has fallen into decay.
He looked at his adopted son's anxious eyes and saw that Qin Xi looked very much like Wang Junhua. Although Wang Junhua was a tigress, she could still manage everything when she was around. He never thought that as soon as Wang Junhua died, he would soon be in bad luck.
It seems that there is some truth in marrying a wife to a prosperous husband.
Qin Xi started to cry: "It would be great if my mother was here. If my mother was here, she would always find a way..."
There was a trace of viciousness in Qin Hui's eyes: "Son, your mother must have been killed by that bitch Hua Rong."
Qin Xi exclaimed: "Really?"
"She must have seduced the fourth prince and assassinated your mother. Later, she pretended to be an assassin and assassinated me..." He gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for this bitch, how could I have been hurt? I really wanted to kill her right away... "
"Dad, do you want to send someone to hunt her down? We still have dead soldiers..."
"No, those people have to stay at home to protect us father and son."
Qin Hui was suspicious by nature. At this time, he felt that no one could be trusted. Of course, the dead soldiers he raised had to protect themselves at the last moment.
"Son, where are the history books you repaired?"
Before he died, he was still concerned about his posthumous reputation.