Zhou Yi was only happy for three to five hours when he became the chief admiral of the Internal Affairs Department.
I thought of it immediately.
I have risen to the top, and there is no way forward and no seal.
If he performs meritorious service in the future, His Majesty will not be able to give him a suitable reward. In order to prevent Zhou Yi from feeling resentful, he will inevitably find a way to give him death. Once a person dies, all his grudges and merits will be wiped out.
After thinking about it, I can't find a solution.
And you can't tell Gan'er or his subordinates, lest you disturb the morale of the army and make it difficult to lead the team.
Among the knowledgeable old men in the palace, only Lao Lu, who neither fights nor robs, can be trusted by Zhou Yi, so he came to ask for advice when he had time today.
"You are one of the few smart people who can think of this."
Lao Lu changed into a comfortable position, half leaning on the steps.
"However, since it is an eternal truth, how can there be a solution? This is what Buddhism calls fate. You see what is about to happen, and you can't escape it no matter what!"
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows: "A fool can't see it, and a smart person can't understand it. So what's the difference between the two?"
"The difference is between death by confusion and death by understanding."
Lao Lu said: "Everyone's ending is death. There is no fundamental difference. Sometimes it is better to be a fool. At least there will be less fear in life."
"Is it fate..."
Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at the sky. It was as round as a cage upside down on the earth, imprisoning all living beings in it.
In the eyes of God, the joys, sorrows and joys of all living beings are probably like the arias on the stage. If you listen to them, you will applaud a few times, but you will not really care about life and death in the play.
"Is there a solution to fate?"
"Destiny comes from cause and effect. The cause is planted today and the result will be tomorrow."
Lao Lu said: "If you want to get rid of your fate, you can only get rid of the cause of today. The cause of Eunuch Yi's fate is greed for power. You only need to let go and follow our example of basking in the sun in the cold palace, and you will naturally be freed from it."
"Eunuch Yi, are you willing to give up?"
"Our family has been climbing for more than ten years to reach its current status. How can we let go!"
Zhou Yi changed his tone and said, "Furthermore, His Majesty's great ambitions are about to unfold. It's the right time to hire people, so it's hard for our family to let go."
"This is fate."
Lao Lu said: "Even if the prince you support ascends the throne in the future, and Eunuch Yi is so powerful, how can we reassure the new emperor? He will not be able to escape the predetermined outcome after all!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly, having found time to read history books in recent years.
In the past history, countless powerful ministers and daughters, Qian Cheng, controlled the court for decades. Only a few succeeded in usurping the throne, and most of the rest perished.
It doesn't matter if the clan is destroyed, but I can't die.
"Old Lu, if this was your case, how would you choose?"
"Isn't this just a choice?"
Lao Lu pointed around the Leng Palace and sighed: "Our family could have fought for something back then, either helping the Supreme Emperor to restore the throne, or becoming a pawn of the late emperor, but in the end, we were afraid of death and chose to hide in the Leng Palace to survive."
"There were only two or three great eunuchs who were all-powerful back then, and now there are only two or three of them alive."
"The final winner of the Chamber of Commerce is the former Chief Admiral of the Chamber of Commerce, Eunuch Chu. I don't know if the house in the imperial mausoleum is leaking or if the food is good to the taste!"
Zhou Yi recognized Eunuch Chu and met him face to face in the palace.
At that time, I was still a little ant-like chamberlain, kneeling on the ground waiting for Eunuch Chu to leave. When I saw him surrounded by more than a dozen cadres, I felt envious and jealous in my heart.
Now that he has become the chief admiral, he understands the situation of Eunuch Chu.
His Majesty, who trusted Eunuch Chu, was getting old, and none of the dozen or so cadres on his left and right were loyal. In order to avoid being liquidated by the new emperor, he had no choice but to participate in the womb of the deposed prince.
The Eunuch Chu of yesterday is the Eunuch Yi of today.
History is a cycle!
Zhou Yi was silent for a long time and sighed: "The late emperor was a foolish king in the eyes of many people, but he was very tolerant towards his ministers. Eunuch Chu made a big mistake by only guarding the imperial mausoleum. He is far behind today..."
"Your Majesty wants to be the Holy Lord and the Mingjun, and you will not tolerate any sand in your eyes!
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Lao Lu said: "Don't talk about such horrible things again. Our family has only a few days to live well, and we still want to find peace."
A stern look flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. He had never heard of Holy Lord Mingjun favoring an eunuch, so the notorious Dongchang was a piece of sand and a stigma in the history books that would eventually be washed away.
After taking a deep look at Lao Lu, Zhou Yi suddenly asked.
"In the past, Lao Lu would advise our family, either to do good deeds without worrying about the future, or that a family that accumulates good deeds will always be happy. Why do we always talk about fate and cause and effect today?
Lao Lu was bored in the cold palace and would borrow some books to read.
He is talented and has a mysterious understanding. He has read thousands of books in decades, which is more than enough to pass the Jinshi examination.
Among them, Lao Lu admired Confucianism and Legalism the most. When he taught Zhou Yi in Leng Palace, he often said that the way to govern a country requires external Confucianism and internal law. He never had a good look towards Buddhism and Taoism.
"Our family is dying."
Lao Lu said quietly: "No matter how many books you have read during your lifetime, or how open-minded you are, you will always feel fear when faced with the end of life and death, so you will read some Buddhist scriptures to comfort yourself!"
"I see."
Zhou Yi thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
There are more than a dozen masters of the internal affairs department monitoring the area around the cold palace. Not even a single mosquito can fly in, and there will be no contact with anyone else.
"Our family is acquainted with Master Fang Zheng of the Vajra Temple. Lao Lu likes the meaning of Buddhist scriptures. When you pass away, please ask him to recite Buddhist scriptures for ten and a half days to ensure that you go to the Paradise of Paradise in the West!"
"That's not bad."
The old deer laughed and said, "We still have to find a fake son who will cry a few times and throw flags and basins for us."
Zhou Yi was quite proud and waved his hand.
"One son is not enough, we must give him eighteen sons!"
At noon.
The imperial kitchen brought seafood porridge and spring cakes, which were specially made to be softer. Lao Lu was very happy to eat them.
"Xiao Yizi, you actually remember our wonderful family."
"Our family believes in you the most. Not to mention eating a few mouthfuls of food, dragon meat from the sky will be found for you!"
What Zhou Yi said this time was not a lie. The Nine Clans were nothing in his eyes, and only Lao Lu could listen to what he said.
Lao Lu was slightly startled, and suddenly felt that the spring cake had lost its taste.
"This bag of Jixiang is too old. The seafood porridge actually lacked the seasoning!"
Zhou Yi asked: "What kind?"
"Sichuan peppercorn!"
"Um?"
Zhou Yi frowned slightly. Adding Sichuan peppercorns to the seafood porridge would definitely affect its saltiness and freshness.
...
Twilight.
In the cold palace, the grass is luxuriant and the trees are full of shadows.
The old deer huddled up on the steps and shivered, his clothes tightened by the evening breeze, and he muttered something.
"There is no sky and no earth, the void is in front... The ancestor is Hunyuan, the god who governs the world... The clear air is the sky, the turbid air is the earth..."
brush--
The wind blew through the grass, and a dim figure stood in the corner, looking at the old deer with interest, and couldn't help but admire it after a moment.
"Eunuch Lu has an unparalleled understanding. If you join my religion as early as possible, you will definitely be able to cultivate the innate red sun!"
The old deer stopped chanting and turned to look at the figure.
"Monk, we did as you asked. Xiao Yizi was very defensive, which almost made him suspicious, so he only said some bad things in a circumstantial way."
"That's good."
The old monk nodded and said, "The heart is like a clear mirror. Once cracks appear, it is not far away from being broken. What's more, what you said is right. The Governor and His Majesty will not escape the reckoning after all."
Lao Lu asked: "The second half of the Three Yang Soul Refining Technique should be given to our family."
"A poor monk does not tell lies."
The old monk took out the scroll from his sleeve. There was no name on the cover, but a lifelike evil ghost was depicted on the cover.
"Eunuch Lu, this is the complete volume of the Three Yang Soul Refining Technique. It can extract people's souls and make them into fierce ghosts. However, no one has ever taken the initiative to practice it and turned themselves into evil spirits, so I don't know what the result will be."
"It doesn't matter."
Lao Lu said: "Our family is about to die soon, and the word death is just a word on the left and right, so why not give it a try. If we really turn into ghosts, our family will be able to live longer and continue to live in this world."
The old monk looked at the calm and collected old deer, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.
There are people in the world who dare to transform themselves into fierce ghosts. Not to mention whether the ghosts are still themselves, but the cruelty they experienced during this period is beyond what ordinary people can endure.
When the Sanyang Sect refines the ghosts, not even one out of a hundred remains, and ninety-nine percent of the people's souls collapse and die.
"Eunuch Deer, the old monk is chanting sutras and praying for blessings. I hope you can successfully extend your life."
Lao Lu took the book and looked at the old monk with cloudy eyes: "Why, the great master of the Three Yang Sect is also afraid of death? The fundamental teachings of the Three Yang Sutra seem to be that human beings are born into annihilation, and death is liberation and sublimation!"
"Eunuch Deer is joking, who in the world is not afraid of death?"
The old monk said: "What we say about annihilation and liberation, etc., is to tell the believers, so that the ignorant people can die voluntarily for the great cause of our teaching, and also make the ignorant people feel better before they die!"
"No amount of stupid people will accomplish anything."
Lao Lu said: "Your only chance is the one from Kunning Palace. If Xiao Haizi and Xiao Weizi join forces, they can be said to be invincible. No one can get close to His Majesty."
"That's why I want to win over Eunuch Yi."
The old monk said: "The Sword God of Yi Gonggong's formation is not weaker than Xiantian in any way. In this tiny place of fighting in the palace, a martial arts master has a very important position!"
Old Lu shook his head slightly, knowing that the old monk was not telling the truth, but he didn't care.
Shulala flipped through the secrets of soul refining and saw various pictures of torture.
"Jie, Jie, Jie... Back then, our family's best torture method was piercing holes with iron nails. I never thought that I would use it on myself. This world really has retribution!"
...
On duty as palace supervisor.
Zhou Yi carefully recalled every word Lao Lu said.
"The late emperor was kind to his subordinates and captured Eunuch Chu before he died. Now he is mean and ungrateful. Before he abdicates, he must capture our family and pave the way for his successor. Therefore, our family must strike first to gain strength!"
"What Lao Lu said is right, but it is a little inconsistent with his temperament. Could it be that he became emboldened before he died?"
Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with ferocity from time to time, wandering between His Majesty and the Queen, and sometimes the shadow of the eldest prince flashed across his eyes.
The dragon and the phoenix are both dead, so it’s up to him to help the eldest prince succeed to the throne!
If this is accomplished, most of my dream of controlling the change of imperial power will be achieved.
"No rush, no rush!"
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly and told Gan'er beside him: "Xiao Jinzi, go to the imperial dining room to call Bao Jixiang. Let's ask him about the secret recipe of seafood porridge."
"As commanded."
Xiao Jinzi took the order and left, and about two quarters of an hour later he brought in an old man with white hair.
"Bao Jixiang, pay homage to the Governor."
Bao Jixiang's legs were trembling. The governor of the East Factory summoned him, and he frequently ransacked his family and exterminated his family. Anyone who encountered him would be afraid.
Zhou Yi asked: "Our family had seafood porridge today. It tasted quite good. Can Bao Yuchu tell you the secret recipe?"
"Can, can, can..."
Bao Jixiang nodded repeatedly. Seafood porridge was his ancestral secret recipe and had been passed down for five generations. The Bao family relied on this secret recipe to remain strong in the imperial dining room.
Normally, when anyone asked, they would show their determination that they would rather die than say anything.
The Governor of Dongchang asked, "That's different. This person will really kill your whole family. How can we talk about ancestral inheritance when all nine clans are gone?"
"Take two taels of green rice, one tael and five cents of herring, and shrimp..."
Bao Jixiang carefully explained the secret recipe, not only the unique recipe, but also the heat that needs to be mastered when brewing, and even the rules for stirring a few times.
After listening to this, Zhou Yi asked: "Is there any Sichuan peppercorns in the secret recipe?"
"No."
Bao Jixiang turned pale with fright, thinking that the Governor was deliberately looking for trouble, and swore to the sky: "Duke, the recipe has been handed down from ancestors and has been improved for five generations. It has never let flowers go."
pepper. "
Zhou Yi pondered: "What exactly does that mean?"
The old deer said something without any beginning or end. It was definitely not because he was an old fool, but because he had a deep meaning.
"Go down."
Zhou Yi ordered: "Our family is familiar with Mr. Lu from Leng Palace. I would like to trouble Bao Yuchu to prepare the porridge and send it to him every day. We must control the heat."
"As commanded."
Bao auspicious knocking
The clothes on his back were soaked with sweat as he left, as if he had walked away from the gate of hell.
In the palace.
Zhou Yi closed his eyes and pondered, what exactly does "Huajiao" mean.
Since Lao Lu told him in code, there must be some inconvenience or he was unwilling to explain it clearly. No matter how much he asked, there would be no results.
If someone else had been taken directly to the Supervision Department for execution, Lao Lu's body would probably have fallen apart before he even entered the dungeon.
At this time.
Xiao Yinzi came in excitedly, unable to hold back the smile on his face.
"Godfather, there is news from the Supervision Department that His Majesty has taken down the official position of Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, ordered him to reflect at home, and ordered the Third Division to strictly investigate the case of selling officials of the Ministry of Personnel!"
Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.
"Jie, Jie, Jie! Your Majesty has finally taken action and ordered the Supervision Department to be on standby. The work will come soon!"
"As commanded."
Xiao Yinzi came and went like the wind, spreading the good news and getting all the Dongchang fans ready to raid their homes.
When the officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and Heavenly Officials fall, they will bring with them countless old disciples. There is no need for Dongchang to frame and frame him, and the political enemies in the court will take action to eradicate him.
really.
Three days later.
Eunuch Yuan came to the Supervision Department to convey His Majesty's edict.
"Former Ministry of Civil Service Minister Lin Zhengben bought a title and official position. The three departments have found the solid evidence. Your Majesty ordered the governor to go to the Lin Mansion to arrest the person. Remember not to make any omissions. Such dynasty bugs must be severely punished!"
Zhou Yi looked surprised, how could the job of searching homes become arresting people.
"Eunuch Yuan, what evidence did the Third Division investigate?"
Eunuch Yuan said helplessly: "If we really find out, there's no need for Eunuch Yi to take action. Those idiots from the Third Division couldn't even find out the crime of corruption!"
"Jie, Jie, Jie, this is our specialty."
Zhou Yi laughed a few times and did not ask His Majesty why he liquidated Shangshu Lin. Dongchang was only responsible for sending nine of his clans to the dungeon.
Under three trees, what can’t be desired?
Such as the rouge case, the crony case, the dragon robe case, etc., creating frame-ups out of thin air has become Dongchang's specialty.
