However, Fang Yingwu felt relieved when he saw Wang Zhi bursting into tears and laughing. After all, women are women. If he jumped into the Jinshui River because he couldn't think about it, it would be irreversible and he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.
After relaxing, Fang Yingwu sat back on his seat and wiped his forehead. It was strange, he was sweating nervously just now. Wang Zhi also sat down next to Fang Yingwu unceremoniously and said persistently: "It's really cool.
I don’t know whether you are lying to me or not, but even if you are lying to me, please act like you are lying.”
Fang Yingwu waved his hand, pretending to be impatient and said: "Believe it or not! If you don't believe it, pull it down!" Wang Zhi was not impressed by Fang Yingwu's attitude and asked: "This idea of yours is better known as burning the cauldron, but in fact it is.
Is it reliable to escape from death?"
Fang Yingwu explained: "Although the power of heaven is unpredictable, it is not without traces. So far, you are a person who has meritorious service and hard work. Have you ever directly offended or angered the emperor? At most, you have been in the palace.
You are a bit domineering in your work outside, and with the emperor's protective nature, he probably won't feel disgusted with you for no reason.
Therefore, the emperor is not disgusted with you, but has some suspicions, and this suspicion is used by others to stir up trouble. In the final analysis, it is the law of cunning rabbits that are cooked by dead dogs, and birds that use their best bows to hide.
At the same time, the emperor wanted to use the dismissal of Xichang as a bargaining chip to ease the relationship with the courtiers, so as to avoid a quarrel between the monarch and his ministers. The combination of these factors has created your current difficult situation.
All in all, in the word "situation", there is no problem with emotion. The key lies in the momentum. Reversing the momentum will save the situation."
Fang Yingwu was frothing at the mouth. He felt thirsty, so he picked up the tea cup and took a sip. When he looked up, he saw Wang Zhi staring at him with big eyes. He looked unclear, and his little vanity was satisfied.
.Lazily asked: "What don't you understand?"
Wang Zhi complained: "What you say are all truths and guesses, and none of them sound real. It's like a fortune teller shrouded in clouds and mountains, all he needs is a sign with an iron mouth in his hand. Fortune tellers can't tell accurately.
If you don’t ask for money, you may die if you don’t do it.”
"I really don't know how you got such a famous reputation in the past few years." Fang Yingwu said with a bit of contempt, but he continued to explain tirelessly: "Today, I am living in the inner palace and am too lazy to meet with the ministers, but I still
If you have to control the situation outside the palace, you must rely on the factory guards. Specifically, it is the West Factory and the East Factory. More specifically, it is you and Shang Ming. It just depends on who you are more willing to use.
According to my observation, there is no third person who can replace you so far. The other people such as Qin Chang and Liang Fang who are trusted by the emperor are not suitable. In other words, you and Shang Ming must use one more person, otherwise
Others can't catch up for a while.
If there is still Shang Ming who can be reused, the emperor can naturally dismiss you without any burden, but if Shang Ming appears to be even more unreliable, will the emperor touch you again? So the way to break the situation lies with Shang Ming!"
Wang Zhi curled her lips. "You just like to show off. Just pretend to be pitiful, and then you will say everything. No one can think clearly about such a thing. I just use your words to sort out my thoughts."
Fang Yingwu: "..."
The two of them were each thinking about their own thoughts. They were silent for a long time. Suddenly Wang Zhi sighed quietly: "After this experience, I can see through it. After all, the factory guards are the emperor's minions, and they are the ones that are most easily worn out. Although they have great power, they are difficult to bear.
There is a happy death, but I still don’t know what will happen in the future... Fang Yingwu, what kind of person do you want to be in the future?"
Is this the rhythm of talking about life and ideals? Fang Yingwu answered a very standard answer without thinking: "Of course it is to repay the country, to reward the king for his kindness, to be a general and to become a prime minister, and to mark his name in history!" Then he couldn't help but ask again.
: "Then what will you do in the future?"
Speaking of this, Wang Zhi looked out the window at the night in confusion, "If I can escape this time, I will just deal with the errands and muddle along. No matter how well I do, it will be fake! As for the future... I think
If you go to the Si Li Jian, that is the only place where the eunuch will end up. If you don't go to the Si Li Jian, you will end up like an ant."
"Pfft!" Fang Yingwu couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of water. He didn't even bother to wipe his mouth, and laughed loudly and said: "That's a good joke... The eunuch and eunuch who is responsible for the ceremony are known as internal ministers, equivalent to the palace ministers."
In the cabinet, the emperor and the cabinet elders handle secrets, take charge of state affairs, and at the same time control all the eunuchs and yamen. How can you sit in the position of chief ceremonial supervisor if you don't have a lot of money?
Not to mention your true identity, let’s say that your reading level is only slightly better than blindness, and you can still be qualified to serve as the ceremonial supervisor? The ceremonial supervisors and eunuchs are all from the inner study hall and were trained and selected since childhood.
Among the elites, the least knowledgeable ones can be equivalent to civil servants and Jinshi. As for you...hehehehe."
Wang Zhi was ashamed and angry, her face turned red and she kicked and hit Fang Yingwu, "How dare you look down on me? What's so difficult about studying? It's not too late for me to study now! When I enter the ceremonial office in the future, how dare you?
Don’t ask me to come to the door!”
Fang Yingwu hid for a few times, but when he saw that Wang Zhi still didn't stop, he boldly hugged Wang Zhi with his backhand, hummed a little tune and said: "There are birds in pairs on the tree, I will draw up a vote for you to approve...
..."
Wang Zhi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What a country tune, it sounds pretty good."
Fang Yingwu took the opportunity to ask: "Don't think so far ahead. Now I have a question. How dare you sneak back to the capital? Weren't you afraid of entering the palace and becoming a concubine, so you deliberately avoided the border town?"
Wang Zhi avoided answering and asked: "You don't want me to enter the palace and become a concubine?"
Fang Yingwu replied straightforwardly and cheerfully: "No!"
"This answer is so fake!" Wang Zhi said dissatisfied.
Fang Yingwu looked at Wang Zhi affectionately, held her hand and said softly: "You know how could I be willing?"
Wang Zhi nodded with satisfaction, "That's pretty much it...but the person who came up with that idea is already terminally ill and has only a few days to live, so what's there to be afraid of?"
The person who came up with this idea? Concubine Wan Guifei's younger brother, the Commander-in-Chief of Jin Yiwei, Wantong? Fang Yingwu understood immediately.
No wonder Wantong has been very inactive recently and has hardly heard any news from him. That’s it! No wonder Shang Ming is jumping up and down, and Ganqing also has a sense of urgency!
You know, Eunuch Shang and Wantong are allies. If Wantong dies, he will naturally be alone in the face of Wang Zhi, and his path to Concubine Wan Gui will be cut off!
From the perspective of Concubine Wan Gui, only Wan Tong is decent among the Wan brothers, the others are ruffians and cannot become great people at all. Then she can only rely on Wang Zhi outside the palace. Naturally
I will no longer think about sending Wang Zhi to the emperor as a concubine.
In the art of war, soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. The same applies to the political arena. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!
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