As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Feng felt something was wrong. He quickly shook his head, denied himself, and whispered:
"No, although the second prince is an unswerving advocate of peace, he still has his eye on the throne after all, and will never come to the stage from behind the scenes. If he is jealous of the saint because of this, he will lose more than he gains. The second prince will not You might make such a stupid mistake..."
When Qin Feng was talking to himself, he didn't realize that Qin Tianhu was looking at him, his eyes full of surprise.
For the three gongs and nine ministers, the important ministers of the six ministries and twenty-four divisions, it is not difficult to guess the second prince's thoughts.
After all, if the second prince wants to succeed, he must win over as many important officials in the court as possible.
Before this, the other party also hinted that Qin Tianhu would be under his command, but Qin Tianhu avoided it with vague words.
But Qin Feng had never been in contact with the second prince. He could analyze the second prince's true intentions based on the situation in the court alone. Even Qin Tianhu couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
This boy is simply born to be an official. If he can get an official position for him, he will definitely shine in the future.
But unfortunately, this kid has no interest in being an official. He only thinks about how to make money all day long.
I don’t know whether having this son in the Qin family is a blessing or a curse...
Qin Tianhu did not point it out directly. In order to test how meticulous Qin Feng's thoughts were, he deliberately asked: "Who do you think will take the lead?"
After asking, Qin Tianhu felt ridiculous. These things had just happened and would not be spread to the public in the short term. No matter how smart Qin Feng was, he would not be able to deduce the results without any clues.
Therefore, Qin Tianhu had no illusions and was ready to tell Qin Feng directly.
As a result, just when Qin Tianhu was about to speak, he heard Qin Feng whispering.
"The officials present at the birthday banquet of King Ji are all important ministers of the court. Even the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue is present. It can be seen that both the war faction and the peace faction are all showing their strength. Now even the important ministers of the Ministry of household are jealous of the saint. Shortly Within a short period of time, the core members of the peace faction should not dare to show up. So the person who took the lead in obstructing the war this time is definitely not an important minister in the court."
Qin Feng rubbed his chin, smacked his mouth, and thought thoughtfully: "Since he is a folk figure, and it is a voice that even saints cannot ignore, after thinking about it, there is only one possibility. He has a strong appeal in the literary circle. A powerful Confucian scholar."
While Qin Feng was thinking about it secretly, Qin Tianhu's mouth opened wider and wider.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Qin Tianhu wouldn't believe that his son, who was idle all day long and had a lot of misdeeds, could have such meticulous thoughts that he could accurately deduce the whole incident based on the rough situation.
No wonder even the saint admires this brat so much...
Even if Qin Feng is just a commoner, his ability is enough to make waves in the capital.
Qin Tianhu couldn't help but show a touch of arrogance on his face. After all, this was his Qin Tianhu's cub!
But Qin Feng himself was very arrogant, so Qin Tianhu naturally would not praise him even a word, but pretended to be indifferent and said: "The obstructionists are indeed some Confucian scholars."
"In addition to the Confucian scholars in Beijing, many Confucian scholars from other places also came to Kyoto one after another to dissuade the saints from giving up the expedition to Beidi on the grounds that the national treasury was empty and the war disrupted people's livelihood. Even the saints were not hard-pressed in dealing with these scholars. Come on, it has been decided to start a debate in the court tomorrow. Those Confucian scholars are all people who do not accept soft and hard, and often use their pens as swords to attack the children of officials in the court."
Speaking of this, Qin Tianhu's voice deepened and became more serious than ever before: "From now on, you boy, please be honest and don't do anything out of the ordinary. Otherwise, those Confucian scholars will know about it, and it won't take long for it to spread throughout the world." The whole Daliang. When the time comes, the entire Qin family will have to accompany you to be infamy for thousands of years."
Qin Tianhu dropped his harsh words and left without looking back.
As soon as the front foot left, Qin Xiaofu ran over sneakily on the back foot.
Qin Xiaofu was shocked to find that the young master was not beaten to pieces by the master. "Master, how are you? Are you suffering from internal injuries?"
"Shou sis!"
Qin Feng was annoyed and waved his hand, not in the mood to pay attention to Qin Xiaofu.
Qin Feng had always felt that he understood the saint's thoughts well, but it turned out that the saint's city was far deeper than Qin Feng imagined.
Tomorrow's court debate will definitely involve Qin Feng. Another use of that gold belt is to make Qin Feng "qualified" to participate in this debate.
The sugar industry is not yet mature, and the war in Beidi is hindering it at all levels. Even Qin Feng can't help but feel a little anxious.
Go ball!
Qin Feng no longer dwelled on what had not happened yet, called Qin Xiaofu to his side and ordered:
"You should immediately send someone to urge Gao Song to send the money, so as to avoid a long night of nightmares.
"In addition, let Lu Ming urgently recruit a group of craftsmen. Money is not an issue, and we can start repairing the restaurant as soon as possible. By the way, remind Lu Ming to strictly abide by the laws and regulations of Daliang when starting construction, so as not to be exploited by Qi Sheng's guy."
Qin Xiaofu nodded solemnly: "Master, don't worry when I do things!"
As night fell and the lanterns were turned on, Qin Feng sat in the pavilion, feeling melancholy.
This is the first time Qin Feng has felt pressure since he came to this world.
Especially the Beidi War, which could have been decided by a saint with just one sentence, has actually been dragged on for so long, which shows how strong the resistance is.
"Master, it's getting late, go back and rest."
Xiao Xiangxiang appeared behind Qin Feng at some point and put a blanket on Qin Feng's shoulders.
Seeing the young master who used to be so fearless in the past, showing rare signs of fatigue, Xiao Xiangxiang couldn't help but worry, fearing that the young master would be running around all day long and wear down his body.
Although Xiao Xiangxiang is just a maid and doesn't understand so many truths, there is one thing she can see more clearly than anyone else. The Qin family cannot live without the young master.
I dare not say it in the future, at least for now...
Perhaps because he was too tired, Qin Feng slept very soundly.
In the early morning of the next day, at dawn, a high-pitched but lame song echoed throughout the Qin Mansion. Many people who were still sleeping were woken up, and they dared to be angry but dare not speak.
It wasn't until Liu Hongyan sent her maid to remind Qin Feng that if he kept yelling and screaming, he would cut out Qin Feng's tongue, the singing like ghosts and gods finally subsided.
After a good sleep, he was resurrected full of blood. Qin Feng, who was full of energy, filled the pavilion with various fruits and pulled out a deck chair and lay down on it comfortably.
While making the tooth ceremony, I squinted my eyes to admire the brighter morning light, which was quite enjoyable.
Qin Xiaofu yawned and entered the pavilion in a daze. When he saw Qin Feng with his legs crossed and humming a tune, he couldn't help but said aggrievedly: "Master, if you howl like this so early in the morning, my life will be shortened by at least ten years."
"..."
Qin Feng was too lazy to talk to him, shook his legs, spit out the melon seed shells everywhere, and groaned: "You know how to hammer!
"I am about to enter the palace to face the Holy Spirit. Naturally, I have to practice stretching my voice first. Today I am going to fight the sky, the earth, and the air in between!"
