The Eight Wise Kings could no longer argue and killed Xia Ming.
Continuing to argue will not be reasonable and will not achieve the goal.
However, I couldn't bear this tone.
The Eighth Sage King looked at Yan Qi and said bitterly: "According to your wishes, wouldn't it mean that Xia Ming should be allowed to go free? How can such a wicked person be allowed to live in this world?"
Yan Qi looked like he understood the Eight Wise Kings very well: "Xia Ming is a member of Cao Chunqiu's party. The Eight Wise Kings want to kill Xia Ming and avenge the prince. This is a great loyalty. I admire him very much."
"However, I think that killing Xia Ming like this will bring injustice to the emperor. Therefore, I think that we should use a better way to punish Xia Ming and avenge the prince."
The Eight Wise Kings snorted coldly: "Is there any better way to relieve hatred than to kill Xia Ming?"
Yan Qidao: "I think it is most appropriate to exile Xia Ming and send him to Hongcheng to serve as the prefect of Hongcheng."
When everyone heard this, they booed.
The Eighth Sage King frowned: "Sent Xia Ming to Hongcheng? He is still serving as governor. Is this an exile? It is clearly letting the tiger return to the mountain."
"The words of the Eight Wise Kings are wrong."
Yan Qi talked eloquently: "Assigning Xia Ming to Hongcheng and serving as governor is equivalent to being demoted from the central government to the local government. It is a huge demotion, especially to be demoted to the barbarian land of Hongcheng, which is a place that people stay away from. ."
"My lords, imagine that if you were asked to take up a post in Hongcheng, would you go?"
All the officials shook their heads.
"Who would go to that place? There is a plague, and you might die one day."
"Yes, there are constant wars, plague is rampant, poisonous snakes are everywhere, transportation is inconvenient, and it is no fun."
"That is exile. No matter how high the official position is, it is exile. I would rather retire and return home than go to such a dangerous place."
…
All the ministers spoke in distaste.
Yan Qidao: "Eight Wise Kings, listen, all the ministers know that Hongcheng is a place of chaos, and no one wants to go there. Isn't sending Xia Ming to Hongcheng an exile?"
The Eighth Sage King frowned: "Since he is in exile, why does Xia Ming still need to serve as the governor of Hongcheng?"
Yan Qidao: "This is for the sake of the emperor's reputation. It shows that the emperor is magnanimous and not a fussy person. It is also done to show to the people."
"If the emperor beat Xia Ming to the bottom and drove him to the barren land of Hongcheng, wouldn't that be a blatant killing of Xia Ming? Wouldn't the emperor still be criticized by thousands of people?"
The Eight Wise Kings could not stand up to Yan Qi and snorted: "Even so, Xia Ming cannot be allowed to serve as the governor of Hongcheng."
Yan Qidao: "The Eight Wise Kings are extremely intelligent. Shouldn't they be
Can't you really see my clever arrangement? Xia Ming became the prefect of Hongcheng and was waiting to die. "
The Eight Wise Kings were startled: "What do you mean?"
Yan Qidao: "Think about it, the Eight Wise Kings. First, Hongcheng is in war, and the Annan people are rampant and barbaric. Maybe one day they will break through Hongcheng and kill Xia Ming."
"Back then, when the prince was guarding Hongcheng, so many soldiers couldn't stop the Annan barbarians? Xia Ming went to guard Hongcheng, and if he didn't give him a single soldier, of course he couldn't defend Hongcheng. The outcome would be other than waiting for death. Are there any other possibilities?"
When the Eight Wise Kings heard this, their eyes immediately lit up.
He fully agreed with Yan Qi's words.
Yan Qi watched the Eight Wise Kings being led away by him, and threw out the second bomb: "Xia Ming is not in good health, and he is from the north. At such a young age, he ventured to the scorching heat of Hongcheng. How can he adapt to the environment? "
"How to eat all kinds of food? How to deal with the tropical climate? If you don't adapt to the food, the housing, the weather, and the weather, you will die. Is that right?"
When the Eight Wise Kings heard this, they nodded slowly.
This is not a bad thing to say.
Yan Qi added: "Thirdly, Xia Ming is nominally the governor of Hongcheng, but the land of Hongcheng is divided by warlords and has never been completely controlled by Dahua. The ethnic groups in this place are chaotic, with Miao and Qiang people, There are Annan people, in short, there are complex factions and they don’t obey orders.”
"Even if Xia Ming went to Hongcheng and was lucky enough to adapt to the environment and not die of heat, he would still be killed by the internal warlords."
"Because, I have checked the information. Historically, the governors of Hongcheng stationed by Dahua have died mysteriously, and no one has ever left Hongcheng alive. Is there anything wrong with what I say?"
"From these three points, I feel that sending Xia Mingfa to Hongcheng not only shows the emperor's benevolence, but also can avenge the prince. Why not do it?"
The Eight Wise Kings thought for a long time and laughed loudly: "Very good, very good, Yan Qi, according to your opinion, Xia Ming will be exiled to Hongcheng and serve as the prefect of Hongcheng."
Yan Qi shook his head: "The Eight Wise Kings still want to ask the Emperor for his opinion. My idea is only for reference. Such a major matter still needs the Emperor's decision."
The old emperor was very happy when he saw that Yan Qi's clever plan had come true, but he must not show it on his face: "Yan Aiqing has thoughtfully considered and planned well. I am very satisfied."
"Come here, bring Xia Ming to the hall quickly."
"yes!"
Qi Ying immediately came out of the queue and quickly left the hall to handle the matter.
Xia Ming has been detained in Qi Ying's hands, which was done according to Yan Qi's instructions.
As for where it is hidden, no one knows.
eight sages
Wang tried to assassinate Xia Ming, but could not find him, so he had to give up.
for a long time!
Qi Ying finally took Xia Ming to the palace.
All the ministers looked towards Xia Ming.
A moment of regret.
After all, Xia Ming can be regarded as a man of great talent.
Moreover, it is extremely forbearing!
Otherwise, how could he have been sitting firmly in the position of Minister of the Ministry of Industry for ten years?
Yang Ke, the Eight Sage Kings and others criticized him for a long time and humiliated Xia Ming hundreds of times.
Every mouthful is a traitor, every mouthful is a traitor.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have committed suicide long ago.
But Xia Ming endured the humiliation.
Even a turtle cannot match this endurance.
"Xia Ming, the sinner, bows to the emperor. Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"
Xia Ming knelt down and kowtowed.
The ministers looked at Xia Ming.
Xia Ming's clothes were in rags and his hands and feet were shackled.
However, the spirit is good.
No wasting.
It seems...a bit fatter.
The ministers were greatly amazed.
Yan Qi thought: I will send someone to deliver delicious food to Xia Ming.
Can I not be fat?
The Eight Sages looked at Xia Ming and became very angry.
He thought that Xia Ming would lose weight and lose his spirit after spending so long in jail.
Unexpectedly, when I saw him today, he was completely unexpected.
Apart from the shabby clothes he wore, his mental outlook was not that bad.
How strange! Weird!
The old emperor knew that he had wronged Xia Ming over the years and felt very guilty because Cao Chunqiu had angered Xia Ming and caused him a lot of suffering.
But now is by no means the time to show your feelings.
He showed a very contemptuous expression on Xia Ming, and said impatiently: "I want to go to Hongcheng to serve as governor. I will leave immediately tomorrow without delay. Moreover, if the whole family is to move, if anyone dares to miss one, we will be killed."
"Yin of Hongcheng Prefecture?"
When Xia Ming heard this, he was disheartened.
It’s over!
Now, I really want to announce that my death has come.
Going to a war-torn place like Hongcheng, a place of plague, a place of scorching heat, what else can the outcome be except death?
Moreover, there is a power vacuum in that place.
What governor are you talking about?
Who will listen to Fu Yin?
The ethnic groups are in chaos and wars are frequent.
In that kind of place, the clan leaders of each clan have the final say.
As for Fu Yin?
hehe!
What a fart!
