fake prince

Chapter 953 Letters
This is a moment.

King Qi suddenly made up his mind, glanced at the crowd, said nothing, and clapped his hands calmly, two lines of beautiful actresses moved in from the side door, playing the zither, blowing the flute, and singing gracefully.

During this song and dance, King Qi took a long breath, looked at the beauty and said: "Jiang Yu, since you proposed this matter, you are responsible. The mansion can let you mobilize some people and contacts, and you must let the people in the court It is recommended that this king can eat this peach—remember, it must be finished cleanly.”

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely handle this matter well!" Jiang Yu was overjoyed, and was about to leave in response.

"Wait!" King Qi suddenly shouted.

Jiang Yu stopped quickly and looked at King Qi.

King Qi frowned, feeling a little uneasy, he got up and turned around his seat a few times, barely suppressing the uneasy feeling, and ordered: "Contact the King of Shu, we have to do this together."

If he did it by himself, if he got stuck, wouldn't he let the King of Shu take advantage of the fisherman's profit and pull the King of Shu to do it together, which would not only share the risk, but also prevent the King of Shu from taking advantage of the opportunity to do something wrong.

"Then do you want to inform the king of Lu, no, the office of the king of Ninghe County?" Jiang Yu was shocked when he heard this, but also a little happy, leaning over and asking again.

It is said that the former Ninghe County King was notified, but in fact, he was contacting the counselors of the Ninghe County King.

King Qi frowned even tighter: "No, I always feel that there is something wrong with this person."

Shu Palace
Because the weather was still hot, the King of Shu only wore a light-colored thin shirt, which was very simple and low-key, but if you look closely, you can see some clues.

It's just a plain thin shirt, only under the sunlight, there will be a faint picture of a mountain bird, beautiful and beautiful, those who have less experience will be dumbfounded when they see this scene.

Even the concubines in the palace couldn't own such fabrics with every inch of gold, but in the private treasury of the King of Shu, there were more than a dozen of this year's new designs and colors alone, which could be called a rich man.

There is only a jade hairpin pinned to his head, but in terms of value, it is enough to buy a house in a prosperous area of ​​the capital.

The king of Shu has always had the habit of drinking tea in the afternoon to refresh himself. At this moment, his expression is calm. He even picks up and puts down his favorite Qingling tea on weekdays. His brows are a little irritable. He wants to get up and walk, but he forcibly holds back .

At this moment, a literati in his early thirties in a red gown came into the study from the outside and bowed to the King of Shu: "Your Majesty, are you looking for a humble minister?"

"Mr. Ma, you are here, take a seat." King Shu pointed to the seat next to him, and said calmly.

Ma Youliang responded, and seemed to sit down casually, but in fact, he only touched the chair with half of his buttocks, as if he would get up at any time.

He is also a member of the King of Shu's advisor group, because both the King of Shu and the King of Qi have been in the capital for a long time, and both sides have recruited many capable people and strangers. There will be additions and subtractions, coming and going, the old people are still there, and the new people come again. It is not easy to achieve the mastermind among a dozen people, but every literati who takes refuge in the second king is With this purpose in mind.

Ma Youliang is no exception. The first few counselors in the early days all fell silent one after another because of the failure of their schemes. During this period of time, the King of Shu has valued him a little bit, which made him overjoyed. Come here this time , thinking even more in his heart, to show off in front of the king.

"This king came to you to ask, what do you think about controlling the acting king?" Shu Wang asked casually.

This is really not a posturing, it's just a casual question.

In fact, this kind of question was not only asked to Ma Youliang today, the counselors in the palace of Shu, the king of Shu has asked several times, but what they said could not satisfy the king of Shu, thinking that Ma Youliang had just done a few things for himself When I came back from other places, I called this person to the study and asked this Mr. Ma for his opinion.

Ma Youliang didn't dare to be negligent, let alone speak casually. After pondering for a long time, he said, "Your Majesty, if you want to rule, you need to know the strengths and weaknesses of acting as a king."

"The advantage of acting as the king is to occupy the name of the prince's son. This can win over some old princes and the hearts of scholars for him. His shortcoming is that he cannot be trusted by the emperor... But then again , even if the emperor wants to use Dai Wang as a knife, but if he is not careful, he will bite back..."

"The king naturally knows about these things." In this case, the king of Shu had heard several people say it, and felt bored, so he stopped Ma Youliang's words and asked, "When you were outside Beijing, did you hear about it?" What about the king?"

"This...returning to the king, there are indeed some people talking about acting as the king in some places outside Beijing..."

"Oh? Where, and what did you say about him?" The King of Shu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Ma Youliang hesitated for a moment, and considered his words: "They are all relatively close to the capital. There are fewer rich places and more unpopular places. They seem to think that Daiwang is the Qingtian who decides to make decisions for the people."

"Handling the shrine in the capital on behalf of the king caused a lot of killings. In the eyes of those troublesome people, he turned out to be unselfish and courageous. It's really..."

Thinking back to the folk rumors I heard, some people even began to fear ghosts, and enshrined Dai Wang as a door god at home, just asking this noble man who can face the gods to bless him, how ridiculous is this?

Ma Youliang smiled, but the King of Shu didn't smile after listening.

"This is the hearts of the people..." The King of Shu sighed, frowning slightly.

Seeing this, Ma Youliang hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. People's hearts are important, but they are also like grass. They will turn when encountering the wind. This is nothing to be afraid of."

As a counselor, he is not unaware of the saying that people's hearts are like water, and water can carry a boat or capsize it.

But the problem is that it is not easy to achieve the hearts of the people, and the reputation that Dai Wang has gained now is not at the level that can be used as a price to fight for succession. Grow and grow in other things.

The king of Shu nodded, why didn't he know this truth?Even if popular support is available, as long as people spread some half-truths and half-false news, most of it can be eliminated.

In the final analysis, this thing, even if it is the icing on the cake, can really play a role in the struggle for succession, it must be valued by the emperor, with military power in hand, and the support of the scholar class and official groups.

These are the most worthy of vigilance, and the King of Shu then asked: "Where you heard those rumors, are there officials and scholars involved?"

Ma Youliang shook his head: "This has never happened before."

"Officials are very cautious. Even those scholars who like to criticize current affairs may have some discussions, but they are not public opinion."

"That's it, as you said, it's just a small fight, and let him go for the time being." The melancholy in King Shu's eyes didn't decrease much, but he still waved his hand and said.

"Yes!" Ma Youliang was a little annoyed when he saw that the King of Shu's expression was calm. He wasted another chance this time, and he was racking his brains to think about what he had seen and heard when he went out of Beijing this time. When he wanted to please the King of Shu, he only heard "pa" With the sound of footsteps, a guard from outside came in and knelt down: "My lord, King Qi sent someone to send you a letter."

"King Qi? Bring it up." The King of Shu raised his eyebrows. His elder brother and himself have long since hated each other, and now they still think about sending a letter to him?
Could it be that there was friction with some of his forces again, and he wrote a letter to scold him?

(End of this chapter)