In the official sedan, Yu Tianlun was ashamed and angry, his teeth chattering. He had never suffered such a shame and humiliation.
He came to apologize cheerfully, but Chu Qing didn't say a word and got angry!
"Stop the sedan!"
With a low roar, the sedan fell down. Yu Tianlun opened the curtain of the sedan and looked at the accompanying officials: "Go find your uncle, the inspector, and play Qianqiying hard tomorrow."
The official surname is Liu, Liu Qing, the person Yu Tianlun trusts the most in Honglu Temple.
Liu Qing showed hesitation on his face: "Sir, the martial arts performance day is coming soon. If we break up with Qianqiying now, I'm afraid..."
Yu Tianlun was huffing and puffing, and his expression was cloudy and uncertain.
Of course he is not a good-tempered person. The reason why he came to apologize was because he didn't want to cause trouble.
When he first learned about this, Yu Tianlun was furious, and his first thought was to complain to the emperor.
But on second thought, I felt it was too risky.
Qianqi Camp is not an ordinary government office. Once the fight breaks out between the two sides, Chu Qing will definitely use all possible means to attack Honglu Temple. At the same time, he will also investigate the envoys from various countries.
Once he does this, it is very likely that the Qianqi Battalion will find out about the "private transactions" between envoys from various countries and Honglu Temple. If it gets bigger, it will be extremely detrimental to him, Honglu Temple.
It was with this thought in mind that Yu Tianlun took the initiative to come to apologize, thinking of holding back for a while and then criticizing Qianqiying based on his merits after the martial arts performance day.
"It's broken!" Yu Tianlun suddenly slapped his forehead: "I have fallen into a trap!"
Liu Qing didn't know why: "What do you mean, sir?"
"That Chu Qing, what a deep scheming person." Yu Tianlun was frightened and uneasy: "He deliberately insulted me and broke up with me, so that he could take the opportunity to investigate our Honglu Temple. This Chu Qing is in charge of the emperor's family at a young age. The army's methods are indeed terrible. It's broken. It's broken. Something serious is wrong. Go to the palace immediately!"
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Chu Qing was not idle either. Everything had happened and he was scolded. When he thought that he was going to build Honglu Temple anyway, it didn't matter.
Returning to the squad room and making a list, Chu Qing was still doing the same thing, planning to join forces with the thugs to attack Honglu Temple tomorrow, so as to strike first.
I wrote a few letters, the general meaning of which was that Tao Shaozhang was going to troll someone tomorrow, and everyone would support me according to the situation. I didn’t dare to write too detailed, after all, it was a bit of a clique for personal gain.
After the letter was sent away, a civil servant from the Ministry of Rites came and said that Cao Wu, the minister, wanted to see Chu Qing.
Chu Qing roughly guessed that it was because of what happened in the south of the city in the morning, and made an appointment to meet on the bank of Liuhe River after dark.
Sitting in the class room, Chu Qing thought about everything in his mind.
My uncle will impeach Honglu Temple when he goes to court tomorrow, and Qiu Wanshan, Ma Rui and others will provide fire support.
In fact, Chu Qing didn't expect Tao Shaozhang to be beaten to death directly by Honglu Temple. He just wanted to use this matter to let the courtiers know about the Hunv tribe and how much Chang Chao owed the Hunv tribe.
Fan barbarians, savages, and naked buttocks are running all over the mountains. When talking about Fan people, this is everyone's first thought. As everyone knows, if the Hunu tribe hadn't come to help back then, we don't even know whether Chang Dynasty would exist now. The method of Tiantian's ancestors, The words of the ancestors are only borrowed from the ancestors and ancestors, but the huge favor owed to the ancestors and ancestors is turned a blind eye. This is not how things are done.
At night, Chu Qing took Fu San to the edge of Liuhe River.
Not far away, I saw Cao Wu, the official minister, standing by the river. Lao Cao was wearing a Confucian robe, stroking his beard and looking at the river. He looked like a human and a dog.
After Chu Qing walked over, he gave a perfunctory salute: "Master Cao."
Lao Cao turned his head and smiled bitterly.
"It's not easy to live, it's not easy to live."
"I didn't expect Master Cao to be quite well-informed. What happened at noon, he sent someone to make an appointment with me in the afternoon."
"It's not that I'm smart, but this matter has already become a big deal." Cao Wu looked strange: "I'm still a little puzzled. Everyone knows it so quickly. Didn't you use some tricks?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not an unscrupulous official account."
Cao Wu did not go into details and stepped forward: "Follow me for a walk."
Chu Qing didn't know why Cao Wu asked him to meet, but he wasn't in a hurry and followed him.
"I have a detailed discussion with someone. Even if it is not within the government office, I am still looking for a quiet place. It would be better for you. Why do you want to send me to this place of fireworks and willows?"
Chu Qing laughed and said nothing.
Isn't this consistent with your status as a great scholar?
Cao Wu seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Why, why don't you take me on the flower boat for a ride?"
"Of course not. To meet with an undercover agent, you must make an appointment somewhere that no one would think of."
"What does undercover mean?"
"It's okay. Just tell me what you want from me. We are already friends, so don't beat around the bush."
"Whoever has friendship with you is just a loyal king." Cao Wu scolded with a smile: "You don't want to have friendship with me. I just want to ask you, what are your plans about Honglu Temple."
"Fuck them!" Chu Qing shrugged: "I don't know if you are here to be a lobbyist. Anyway, as I said before, if I want to build a noble family, I must establish my authority, either to build Honglu Temple or to build the Ministry of Etiquette. , you choose one."
Cao Wu discovered that this boy Chu Qing had a very special ability. He could make people feel the urge to strangle him to death with no more than three sentences.
Sighing, Cao Wu said: "How about I talk to you about the truth?"
Chu Qing's attitude became respectful: "That's what you say."
One code leads to the other. An old fox like Cao Wu, whether he is sincerely speaking truth or speaking nonsense to deceive you, there is no harm in giving it a good listen.
Seeing that Chu Qing had a good attitude, Cao Wu stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "Being a minister is not just about fighting for success, but the court is wisdom. Looking at the past and the present, those who have the wisdom of the court Only a person can become an important minister."
"Wisdom?" Chu Qing seemed to understand, "For example, Gan Luo, the twelve prime ministers?"
"Gan Luo...it can be said that although he is young, he is a man of great wisdom."
"I roughly understand it, and so does Xiang Luo. He became Confucius's teacher at the age of seven. He retired to the mountains and forests. Many countries want him to be an important minister."
Cao Wu didn't care and nodded slightly. He just wanted to teach Chu Qing a lesson.
"Yes, although these two are young, they are people of great wisdom."
"Gan Luo died at the age of thirteen, and Xiang Luo died at the age of twelve." Chu Qing was confused: "Master Cao, you mean that people with court wisdom die quickly?"
Cao Wu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and said angrily: "Then I ask you this, your Chu Mansion should have a garden. If you want to pick flowers and look at the colorful flowers, which one will you pick?"
"Um..." Chu Qing thought for a moment: "The ugliest one."
"Yes, a tree as beautiful as the forest wind will destroy it...wait a minute." Cao Wu almost scolded his mother: "Why is it the ugliest one?"
Chu Qing laughed: "There is no room for useless trash in the garden of my Chu family."
Cao Wu almost had his beard ripped off.
I want to teach you the golden mean, how can you fucking teach me the art of an emperor?
Lao Cao became more stubborn and changed his metaphor again.
"I ask you, why is that rabbit in the grass jumping around all day long, but it can only live seven or eight years?"
Chu Qing said happily: "That depends on whether the recipe for spicy rabbit head is passed on."
"I'll ask you again, why does that native dog barking all day long live for fifteen years?"
"No, Mr. Cao, can you just say it directly?"
"But the turtle in the river can live for a hundred years." Cao Wu stopped and stared at Chu Qing: "Now, do you understand this?"
"The rabbit has been hopping around for seven or eight years, the dog has been barking every day for fifteen years, and the tortoise..." Chu Qing's eyes lit up: "Because the tortoise has a house when he is born!"
Cao Wu: "..."
