"how could be??"
Cheng Ji's eyes widened, of course he couldn't figure out the connection.
Cheng Kuan gritted his teeth and said, "I wonder why Sima Fu was so anxious to let his son leave..."
"No wonder Sima Zhao handed over all the troops in the palace to Guo Jian..."
"Sima Fu and his son usually like to put on a show. I think Sima Zhao also gave the same order to Sima Wang, and Sima Wang left in a hurry."
"Of course Sima Wang can't do dirty things. Let you be the sword, and then Sima Wang will kill you..."
"If Sima Fu doesn't want it, let the Guo family do it instead."
"When you take action, let the Guo family kill you, and then put all the blame on the Guo family and you..."
Hearing his brother's words, Cheng Ji became furious, "They have wanted to kill me for a long time??"
"Do you still need to doubt this? If you do this kind of thing for them, how can they keep you?!"
Cheng Ji's eyes were red and he said angrily: "I have been loyal and loyal during these days. My brother has made so many contributions to them..."
Cheng Kuo sneered.
"Loyalty? Can you be more loyal than Jia Chong?"
"People like Jia Chong and Guo De can be abandoned at will in their eyes, let alone me?"
"We come from a humble background, how can they care about my achievements? No matter how great my achievements are, can I still be granted a title?!"
Speaking of the title, Cheng Kuo was also a little angry.
The Sima family has made many marquises over the years, but most of these people were canonized because of their fathers. These new marquises usually just drink, drink, and run around naked without any political or military achievements. They are just a bunch of freeloaders. Waste waiting to die.
Rewarding a minister's children as marquises because of their merits is the Sima family's favorite tactic to win over.
They didn't care at all whether this reward method would cause dissatisfaction among the generals who were not high-born.
Those generals who have actually fought in wars, conquered Xianbei, resisted Wu, and resisted Jiang Wei... just because they did not have a good background, they could not get anything.
There were far more conflicts within the Sima family than later generations imagined.
A deformed system and deformed ideological trend will definitely cause many contradictions.
There was no peace from the beginning to the end of the Jin Dynasty. Even in the Taikang era that the great clans boasted, from the first year of Taikang (280) to the tenth year of Taikang (289), it was said that the world was unified and all places were peaceful. .
But Yongliang was reduced to ruins, and no one paid attention to it. Anyway, it was a peaceful and prosperous age that could not be seen.
After the war and reunification, the world will surely usher in a period of rapid development. The scholar-bureaucrats at that time said that in the prosperous age of Taikang, there would be no poor people in the world... This sentence is correct. The Jin Dynasty has been working very hard to eliminate the poor population.
The poor are either dead or being treated as serfs by aristocratic families. It is correct to say that there are no poor people in the world.
At this moment, the two brothers looked at each other with somewhat solemn expressions.
Cheng Ji said angrily: "Brother, let's kill Brother Sima and surrender directly to His Majesty!"
Cheng Tuo was stunned for a moment, and the anger in his heart immediately subsided.
"Do you want to die?!"
"They are going to kill us anyway, why not just vote for the emperor. I think the emperor is a very good person. If I kill for him, he will definitely not want my life!"
Cheng Ji said very seriously.
Cheng Kuan almost laughed angrily at his younger brother.
"You have to be able to kill too?! Do you think the general can kill at will?"
"I know the general is very powerful, but they want to kill us, so what are we going to do? Are we going to be slaughtered?"
Cheng Wu shook his head, "The general is very powerful, but how long can the general last?"
"If the general is gone, how many foreign troops will obey the orders of General Zhengxi? If Guanqiu Jian wins...then what will happen to them?"
"Brother, what do you mean??"
"There is no rush... You can go get close to His Majesty, obey his moderate orders, and help him. As for the killing, we will wait and see... If Sima Zhaofei wants you to kill the emperor, then we will go to him. Your Majesty, please contact Guanqiu Jian and work together internally and externally to see if those coward generals he canonized can stop us!"
The Sima family took the lead in destroying the moral society of the Han Dynasty, causing the monarch and his ministers to lose the old sense of loyalty.
Cheng Kuo spoke of these unfaithful remarks in front of his younger brother without hesitation.
When Chengji heard this, he didn't feel anything was wrong at all.
The two brothers immediately started planning.
The era of "good birds choose trees to roost in, and virtuous ministers choose their masters to kill" has officially begun.
When Cheng Ji appeared next to Cao Mao again, his attitude had obviously changed.
In front of the two Sima Huangmen, he couldn't say anything more to Cao Mao, but seeing his expression, Cao Mao already understood what the brothers were thinking.
This time, Chengji even took the initiative to bring up the competition.
Naturally, Cao Mao did not refuse, and the two of them swung sticks in front of the palace again.
"Your Majesty, I will do my best to teach you in the future. If you want to learn martial arts, I will not dare to hide it secretly..."
Cheng Ji said with a smile, his face full of flattery.
Cao Mao hurriedly continued his move, "Okay, I should also study hard. In time, if I can achieve something, I will definitely regard the general as the Taifu and the cavalry as the Taiwei."
Cheng Ji felt like his whole body was trembling.
For people like him, the current official titles are no longer small, and being a tutor or a lieutenant is something that one would never dare to dream about.
I don't know why, just a simple sentence, but it made Cheng Ji's heart completely confused, as if something was scratching him. Thinking about how he looked in the Third Duke's imperial uniform, Cheng Ji's eyes seemed to be filled with blood.
In the days that followed, Sima Hui was the first to feel something was wrong.
The two yellow gates were isolated.
The guards and eunuchs in the Taiji Palace seemed to be avoiding them. They were obviously the emperor's most important assistants, but now they became outsiders.
Naturally, they wrote out all these situations and sent them to Zhong Hui.
.......
Zhong Hui's mansion is not too luxurious.
There are not many servants in the mansion. Zhong Hui likes to be quiet. His study is in the southeast corner of the mansion. The study is a separate house. There are rockeries, streams and trees outside. Few people dare to come here to disturb Zhong Hui.
The study room is filled with all kinds of books.
Zhong Hui likes to read almost all types of books, from poetry to history books, from the art of war to the theories of hundreds of schools of thought. Zhong Hui is never picky.
At this moment, he was drinking tea and reading "On the Six Arts" very elegantly.
After watching for a moment, Zhong Hui lowered his head again and read several memorials in front of him.
These are all things provided by the two Huangmen, telling Cao Mao what he has been up to in the past few days.
Zhong Hui is different from Jia Chong.
Jia Chong would instruct everyone around Cao Mao to watch his every word and action, and then report them all.
But Zhong Hui just ordered the two Huangmen to keep an eye on the emperor's daily behavior and summarize it to him.
To put it simply, Zhong Hui didn't care what the little emperor said.
He didn't want to waste his energy on such meaningless things.
Zhong Hui's ideal is to destroy Shu and conquer Wu, unify the world, and become a great general under one man.
What did the emperor say that is none of his business?
The emperor has a mouth, so naturally he has to say, can I still block his mouth? Just say what you want to say, and you won’t be able to say it for too long anyway.
Seeing the reports from the two Huangmen officials, a smile appeared on Zhong Hui's lips again.
"What a shame...you're not excited at all? Do you not believe that something happened to the general?"
"You are so young, but you have such talent...Wonderful Lord, Wise Lord."
"It's just that this taste is really bad, hanging out with some eunuchs and guards all day long... How unbecoming is it?"
Zhong Hui shook his head, "It's just a waste of money... How can it be so unbearable?"
Neither Sima Master nor Sima Zhao cared much about Cao Mao coming into contact with those eunuchs and guards... After all, in their eyes, these were dispensable ants. Contact with them would only make their reputation worse. Stinky and otherwise meaningless.
But Zhong Hui didn't like it very much. He felt that it was a piece of rough jade that fell into the Shu clan. It was so good in appearance and literary talent, but it became smelly.
"Even if you want to defile yourself, you can't do this."
Zhong Hui couldn't bear it and put away the petition in front of him.
I was originally looking forward to what the little emperor would think after hearing about the general's accident, but now it seems that he is still very rational. It is really rare for him to stay sober at his age.
However, this is not important. The general never paid attention to the emperor anyway.
The person we have to deal with this time is not the emperor at all.
The reason why he stared at the emperor was purely because Zhong would be interested in him.
Zhong Hui put away his things and asked people to prepare a carriage and prepare to go to the residence of General Zhengxi.
After delaying for so long, it’s time to take action.
........
"Father! I want to invite seven celebrities, including Ruan Ji, to the palace to have a banquet with His Majesty and discuss the classics!"
Sima Yan's face was full of determination, and he loudly expressed his thoughts to Sima Zhao.
The study suddenly became silent.
Sima Zhao slowly raised his head and stared at his son fiercely, "What did you say??"
Sima Yan swallowed, feeling suddenly afraid. But thinking of Cao Mao's words, he plucked up the courage again and said loudly: "Father, I plan to lead Luoyang's celebrities into the palace and hold a banquet with His Majesty!"
Sima Zhao stood up suddenly, his eyes staring straight at Sima Yan.
Sima Yan simply stopped being afraid and raised his head.
Just fight, can you still beat me to death? ?
After receiving this beating, I can still become famous all over the world!
bring it on! !
You hit me! ! !
