Yan Qi's thoughts were extremely profound.
At this moment, if the old emperor couldn't hold back and removed the power of the Eight Wise Kings, it would be equivalent to breaking up.
With their faces broken and no room for reconciliation, the Eight Wise Kings became trapped beasts and had to fight back like crazy.
In that case, Dahua will fall into civil strife.
After all, rights don’t come from the bottom up, to some extent.
Sometimes, it doesn't take just a word from the emperor to deprive certain ministers of their power.
For example, the lofty Eight Wise Kings cannot be dealt with by the emperor with just one word.
Power is maintained by strength.
Power without strength is a castle in the air and vulnerable to attack.
The Eight Wise Kings have many minions around them.
Just looking at today's cabinet meeting, it can be seen how many ministers support the Eight Wise Kings.
The Eight Wise Kings sit with two fierce dogs.
There is Yang Ke in literature, and Zhang Yongwu in military affairs.
This strength is there.
No one can shake it.
The Eighth Sage King's so-called dismissal of all his duties was nothing more than polite words.
Anyone who truly believes it is truly a fool.
The old emperor was not a fool.
However, this cake was too big and fragrant, which attracted the old emperor's attention.
Yan Qi praised the Eight Wise Kings at the right time for their noble character, and was deliberately reminding the old emperor not to be blinded by unrealistic illusions.
The old emperor had experienced many battles and immediately understood Yan Qi's good intentions.
He sighed secretly and helped up the Eight Wise Kings who were kneeling in front of them: "Imperial brother, you have worked hard day and night for the country and worked hard. I am too late to thank you, so how can I have the heart to punish you? Get up quickly, if the emperor insists on doing this , then I will kneel with you."
"Don't do this, brother Huang."
With tears on his face, the Eighth Sage King hurriedly stood up and supported the old emperor: "Brother, the emperor is sick, but he can't stand the torment. My brother, get up now, get up now."
The old emperor patted the eight virtuous kings on the shoulders: "Brothers are of the same mind, and their sharpness can defeat gold. My dear brother, I am not in good health, but state affairs cannot be neglected. You still have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the country, the country, and the country."
The Eight Wise Kings were sincere and frightened: "My brother must do his best and work hard for the prosperity of the country. Otherwise, how can he deserve the trust of the emperor?"
"very good!"
The old emperor nodded and glanced at Yan Qi
.
The eyes are full of meaning.
Yan Qi also blinked: "Your Majesty is wise."
"Ahem..."
The old emperor coughed several times and felt unwell.
"As a minister, what else can you do?"
The Eight Sages said: "Brother, I spent five hundred thousand taels of gold to invite a great mage named Jiu Ban from the Western Regions to preside over the sacrificial ceremony. Your Majesty, do you want to meet him?"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be speechless.
"Five million taels of gold? Isn't that five million taels of silver?"
"What an expensive price."
"Abnormally expensive!"
When the old emperor heard this, he frowned and said, "Why do you need to invite a mage from the Western Regions? The cost is so huge, it's not worth it."
Yan Qi raised his brows and smiled strangely: "It is said that foreign monks can recite sutras. Could it be that foreign mages can do it better than our Taoist immortals?"
Everyone laughed.
Yan Qi looked at Qintian Supervisor Situ Lan: "Shouldn't Qintian Supervisor be responsible for presiding over the sacrificial ceremony? Why should we invite the Western Region Master? Master Situ Lan, do you have no objection?"
"this……"
Situ Lan looked embarrassed: "The sacrificial ceremony should indeed be presided over by Qin Tianjian, but the Eight Wise Kings insist on inviting the Western Region Master. We asked Ying again and again, but the Eight Wise Kings refused, so we had to give up."
"Oh I got it."
Yan Qi looked at the Eight Wise Kings with a smile: "So the Eight Wise Kings are so obsessed with the Western Region Master? Hehe, does this count as worshiping foreigners?"
The Eight Sage King's face was dark: "Yan Qi, although Master Jiu Ban from the Western Regions is expensive, he has outstanding magical power and boundless skill. He has the ability to turn stones into gold and scatter beans into soldiers. I asked Master Jiu Ban to come to China, but it will ruin Jiu Niu." The power of two tigers.”
Yan Qi chuckled: "Oh, it turns out that Master Jiuban has magic power. Can he turn stones into gold? Spreading beans and turning them into soldiers?"
"Then I have to ask, why are the Western Regions still so poor? Master Jiu Ban points at the mountains, and the stones turn into mountains of gold. How wonderful! Why are the Western Regions still so poor? Why? There are no stones in the Western Regions?"
"Also, Master Jiuban can spread beans to form an army? Then why can't he defeat Dahua? The army is in disarray. Is there no beans?"
Everyone burst into laughter.
These words are extremely beautiful.
Even the old emperor was smiling from ear to ear.
The Eighth Sage King had a black line on his face, not to mention how embarrassed he was, and glared
Yan Qi: "This king is just a metaphor. How can you be so serious?"
Yan Qidao: "It's not that I'm more serious, but that I'm more pragmatic. The Eight Wise Kings hired a mage from the Western Regions for five million gold, which is also five million taels of silver. I feel bad for spending this money."
"Just imagine, the national treasury is already tight. Five million taels of silver is enough for the court to do many good things to relieve the victims, but the Eight Wise Kings spent it on a Western Region mage. If the people learn about this, I don't know if they will The resentment is placed on the crown prince’s head.”
"Be bold!"
The Eighth Sage King pointed at Yan Qi with a ferocious expression: "How dare you blaspheme the late prince? What are your intentions?"
Yan Qi chuckled: "I care about the reputation of the prince. As for blaspheming the prince, I think there is someone else?"
The Eight Wise Kings were furious: "Who do you think is blaspheming the prince? Please speak clearly."
"Okay, stop arguing."
The old emperor sighed: "Yan Aiqing's words are very reasonable. When the prince was alive, he governed the country simply and never wasted gold and silver. Now that the prince has passed away, how can I use half a million gold to tarnish the prince's reputation? Woolen cloth?"
"Eight Wise Kings, even if Master Jiuban from the Western Regions has extraordinary magical power, I don't need it, let alone cannot afford it. These five hundred thousand gold should be used for people's livelihood."
"this……"
The Eight Wise Kings were angry and embarrassed at the same time.
The Western Region mage must preside over the Prince's Grand Ceremony.
Otherwise, many gimmicks cannot be completed.
Yan Qi messed up another business for him.
The Eighth Sage King had no choice but to say: "Brother, don't worry, I will bear the five hundred thousand taels of gold myself without taking a penny from the treasury."
"oh?"
The old emperor looked at the Eight Wise Kings and was very surprised.
Yan Qi raised his hand to the Eight Wise Kings: "The Eight Wise Kings are really rich. They can afford five hundred thousand taels of gold. It's a big deal. What a big deal."
"Hey, I'd like to take the liberty to ask, where did the Eight Wise Kings earn their money? Can you also point me to a clear path? I also want to get rich."
The Eight Wise Kings glared: "Do you want you to take care of it?"
Accidentally, wealth is exposed.
How embarrassing, how embarrassing.
With so much money, how can it not make people think about it?
Yan Qi smiled: "I can't control it, I'm just asking out of curiosity. The emperor must be very curious as well."
The old emperor also cast a doubtful glance at the Eight Wise Kings.
