Xu Qin mentioned the crown prince Zhu Gaochi, which made Yao Guangxiao interested.
"Tell me, what are your plans?"
Xu Qin smiled slyly and said:
"The backstage of Jingnan's upstarts is undoubtedly His Highness the King of Han."
"As for me, the eldest son of the Duke and the queen's nephew, I can barely scare others, but for the prince, it is nothing compared to a big witch and I can't make any waves."
"But the prince is different. I can also help the prince lay some foundation in the army, so that he will not be squeezed by the King of Han in the future. He has no confidence. What do you think, master?"
After hearing this, Yao Guangxiao couldn't help stroking his beard and nodding, and said in admiration:
"Master Xu is indeed extraordinary and extremely brilliant."
"The poor monk intentionally wants you to recruit those old generals from Jianwen. Many of them are after the founding of the country, or are loyal to the old army."
"And you happen to be the eldest grandson of the God of War, and you have a certain appeal to them."
"However, if you push them to the Crown Prince, aren't you afraid that His Highness will mishandle them and arouse the Emperor's suspicion, causing further complications?"
Yao Guangxiao was so keen, he pointed out the flaw in this trick with one word.
However, for Xu Qin, there is no one with such wisdom who can think of him.
The demon monk was greatly surprised and admired.
Xu Qin was also calm.
This is not the first time he has dealt with Yao Guangxiao. Being able to force the demon monk to reveal all his plans is a great victory in itself.
Your old monk is worried about Zhu Gaochi, or in order to protect him, you want to push me forward and play against the new upstart Jingnan?
What will happen to them even if they win?
Charging into battle is a matter of betting on each other's strength and bayonets. They always kill a thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.
My little arms and legs really have limited endurance.
Maybe the next bigger and crazier assassination operation is waiting for me?
Who should I ask to protect me?
A person who is a noble person from the previous dynasty and whose father is still guilty has made himself too powerful, which is also a recipe for disaster.
The only person in the world who can blatantly cultivate his own power is the emperor, that is, the prince and crown prince, who can barely make sense.
As for anyone else, including the prince, they are forming a clique for personal gain and plotting evil intentions.
History has proven this countless times.
The rabbit is killed by the dog and cooked, and the donkey is killed by the grinder. This is the emperor's art of rulers throughout the history.
Let’s not talk about the distant one, let’s talk about Zhu Yuanzhang of Hongwu.
Huaixi noble Chang Yuchun himself died early, except for a few people such as Xu Da and Tang He. Which one of them didn't end up being executed?
Lan Yu's achievements were so great, but he was a little arrogant. As a result, the nine tribes were wiped out, and his skin was peeled off and stuffed with straw, turning him into a scarecrow.
More than 20,000 people were implicated for no reason.
It is really the most serious injustice case in the world.
Xu Qincai didn't want to end up being shameless.
The blame for Jianwen's surrender should be left to Zhu Dapang.
If you really have the aura of a man, win over these people, suppress your second son Zhu, and secure your position as heir apparent.
According to historical records, Zhu Dapang was too weak when he was the prince, and there was basically no one in the army.
If it weren't for his great grandson Zhu Zhanji, he would have been killed by Zhu Laoer in eight lifetimes.
Damn it, I want to change you and let you take control of part of the army as soon as possible to compete with Zhu Gaoxu in the future.
As for the "fate of the vassal king" mentioned by Yao Guangxiao, it may be that after his death, he expected me to assist Zhu Zhanji in the government affairs.
Anyway, that will be thirty years later, and I am too lazy to think about it, just live every day now.
"Master, if you are not in your position and do not seek to govern, if the crown prince cannot stop the power of the King of Han, the younger generation will not be able to do anything about it."
Yao Guangxiao glared, frowned, and said:
"Just do what you want. My mission has been completed. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he angrily stood up to leave.
"etc."
Xu Qin stopped him and said with a smile:
"Master, this time happens to be dinner time. Our cook is good. Anyway, you don't avoid meat and wine. I would like to treat you as a junior. Let's have a meal together and have a good chat. How about it?"
Yao Guangxiao was startled, "Then thank you so much, Mr. Xu."
His ability to stay has given Xu Qin enough face.
Xu Qin certainly understood.
From now on, he will rely on Yao Guangxiao's strong support in court affairs.
Aunt Xu Miaoyun can't get involved in politics, so she really can't get involved in specific matters.
With just one stick of incense, five meat dishes including Dongpo pork elbow, steamed grass carp, sea cucumber roasted with green onion, garlic spare ribs, beef with five spice sauce, two vegetables and a soup were all served.
Totally beyond standard sumptuousness.
In addition, he also made a jar of fruit wine and served it on the table.
It is also the hoard of Xu Da, the military god in the early years of Hongwu.
A properly vintage wine is equivalent to the 1982 Lafite in later generations.
Yao Guangxiao is a flower monk. He doesn't taboo anything. The only thing he avoids is probably female sex.
After Zhu Di proclaimed himself emperor, he disagreed with Yao Guangxiao's return to secular life, and refused to give him a beautiful woman in a mansion.
After some more persuasion, he simply ran away.
To say that he is a strange flower is really true.
As a result, Zhu Dishang didn't know what to reward him, but he felt unsure.
In fact, Yao Guangxiao's whole life is to prove to the world that he is a peerless superpower.
In order to realize his life ambition.
A special sense of accomplishment!
In addition to being obsessed with the "dragon-slaying art", he is also willing to get in touch with literati, especially contemporary Confucian scholars.
People like Song Lian, Liu Bowen and others in the Hongwu era should understand their thoughts.
He was actually quite satisfied with the young man in front of him, Xu Qin. Although they could be the same as grandson and grandson in terms of age, they were equally matched in intelligence.
That night, he and Xu Qin exchanged cups and had a great time eating and drinking.
Xu Qin gave Yao Guangxiao a piece of ribs and whispered:
"Master, this junior has made some calculations. His Majesty has adopted the posture of a joint trial of three divisions. No matter what, Qiu Fu will not be able to withstand it."
"Then what do you think he should do? Will he sit still and wait for death?"
Yao Guangxiao lowered his head and chewed the ribs, silently.
Xu Qin looked at it, raised his hand and poured him a glass of aged fruit wine, and said sincerely:
"Master, please rest assured. Although I have introduced all the old generals from the founding of the Ming Dynasty, generals from Jianwen and others to the crown prince, I will help my cousin sort it out every step of the way."
"It's just that this junior has little talent, little experience in officialdom, and not enough sharp eyesight. Master must give this junior a few words of advice, otherwise we, the East Palace, really won't be able to compete with them."
These words were very weighty and hit Yao Guangxiao's nerves immediately.
I saw him throwing away the bones after chewing the meat, wiping off the grease on his hands, picking up the wine glass, taking a big sip, and letting out a long sigh of comfort.
"Master Xu is indeed no ordinary person. He is very good at thinking so deeply and thoroughly."
"You're right about your guess. Before some things go on the scale, they seem to only weigh a few kilograms. But once they go on the scale, they become so big that they may weigh more than a thousand kilograms."
"So no matter what, some things can't be put on the scale!"
He repeated what he said to Xu Qin in front of Zhu Di.
Xu Qin can certainly understand the metaphor of the demon monk.
I saw him twitching his sword eyebrows and muttering:
"Could it be that Qiu Fu..."
