"Ming Gong!" Yiji Lianbode didn't take it seriously when he heard Wang Wenzuo call Wang Ence "boy". As the saying goes, the eldest brother is the father. With Wang Wenzuo's official position and age, it is not strange for a high-ranking noble family to call his younger brother like this: " The young man has indeed made great progress these days. If you don't believe it, you can give him the task of these 300,000 pieces of Shu silk and give him one and a half months. It can be regarded as a test. Even if it fails, there will be enough time to make amends. !”
"You actually like to speak for him!" Wang Wenzuo snorted coldly.
"What did Ming Gong say?" Yijirenbod laughed and said: "In the eyes of my subordinates, Xiaolangjun and you are one and the same, there is no difference!"
Hearing what Ijilenbode said, Wang Wenzuo felt helpless. In the eyes of his subordinates, Wang Ence was the direct brother of his compatriot, and the official positions, talents, and strength of the two sides were very different. There was no possibility of brotherly rivalry at all. , and Wang Wenzuo didn’t even have a decent uncle or nephew around him, and his son hadn’t grown up yet. For ancient Chinese monarchs, there is a saying that the family is transformed into the country, or the family and the country are integrated, that is, family affairs are not separated from state affairs, retainers are ministers of the state, and relatives, clans, domestic slaves, and foreign ministers each have their own ecology in the superstructure. Although Wang Wenzuo has not yet been called a loner, the truth is the same.
This kind of organizational structure seems to modern people to be a remnant of feudalism, but in ancient Chinese politics it is considered to be a natural thing: the different parts such as relatives, clans, domestic slaves, and foreign ministers have nothing to do with each other, and each has its own role. Contradictions, the only thing that can connect them is the monarch. The monarch can use the contradictions between them to check and balance each other, to restrain each other, and to achieve a balance of power. Taking the Han Dynasty as an example, the emperor established a prince, and the remaining sons were granted the title of king, and when they went out to break the soil to seal the title; when they married the queen, the queen's father was usually granted the title of marquis, and the queen's brother often served as a general, was in charge of the Shangshu Province, and became a key figure in the government. The actual controller; the emperor's domestic slaves controlled the inner palace and imperial guards, were in charge of transportation between the inner and outer dynasties, and protected the safety of the emperor. Foreign ministers were responsible for the actual implementation of government affairs and local administration.
It is not difficult to see that the clan has status, abundant wealth, and its own army, but it is not in Kyoto and cannot intervene in central politics; the relatives are the actual controllers of the government, but they do not have the same surname as the emperor, and there are many conflicts within the palace and the imperial guards. In the hands of the emperor's chamberlain, more importantly, the chancellery of the Han Dynasty was inside the palace. As soon as it got dark, the palace door was closed, and the inside and outside were isolated, the chamberlain in charge of the imperial army could directly draft edicts and issue them to all directions, even if the relatives of the relatives group As a general, the leader has all the power in the world, but he can only wait to die;
Although the chamberlains control the imperial army and the palace, they are eunuchs, born in a lonely family, and have no social status. Without the protection of the emperor, they are nothing. A county official with hundreds of rural soldiers can wipe out his clan; although the foreign ministers They have money, people, and power, but if they are not cited by the previous groups, they are not qualified to enter the highest center of the empire. Their dispersed power is nothing in front of the empire. They can only place bets on the first three groups, or Accept the emperor's choice.
Although Wang Wenzuo has not yet been called a loner, in the eyes of people like Ijilianbode, he is actually no different from a prince. In their opinion, Wang Wenzuo was good at everything, but the clan was too weak and the children were still young. Wang Ence was the only one suitable for him, so no matter how useless this guy was, he still had to bear the role of his clan. If Wang Wenzuo's military and political group is a house, then Wang Ence is one of the pillars. He does not need to be very capable, but as long as he takes the position that should be occupied, many people will be missing. With his thoughts, this house can be as stable as Mount Tai. Only those who follow Wang Wenzuo can be prosperous and wealthy, and have descendants.
As a time traveler, Wang Wenzuo was indeed foresighted in many things, but compared to the natives of his generation, he lacked some "common sense". For Yiji Lianbode and Cui Hongdu, these are instincts like breathing. So when Cui Hongdu was sure that Wang Wenzuo had a bright future, he immediately tried every means to promote a marriage and put the golden signboard of the Cui family of Qinghe into Wang Wenzuo's arms. Occupying the ecological niche of "foreign relative"; and Yiji Lianbode tried every means to sell Wang Ence's favor, thinking that Wang Ence would become the patriarch of the Wang family in the future. Although he did not know that Wang Wenzuo and Wang Ence were not real brothers, they were wrong. Wrong move. As long as Wang Wenzuo does not change his surname and establishes the foundation of the country in the future, the piece of cake that belongs to the clan will naturally fall on this only brother, and the current favor will naturally be returned a thousand times.
"That's it! It's up to you to help that boy, but one and a half months is too long. I can only give him one month, as much as I can get. If it's not enough, I have enough time to deal with it!" Wang Wenzuo! He waved his hand impatiently.
"I obey my orders! I resign!" Igilian Bod quickly bowed and saluted.
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Luosuo, Hongshan Fort, authentic.
Langri walked along the stone wall. His fingers could feel the fluffy moss on the stone wall. The tunnel was so quiet that he could even hear his own heartbeat and the sound of dripping water in the distance. He recalled the horror stories his wet nurse told him when he was a child. When Songtsen Gampo was building the palace, he built several tunnels underground to prepare for escape when the rebels were besieging them. In order to ensure that the secrets of the tunnels would not be leaked. On the day of completion, Songtsen Gampo ordered all those who knew the secret to be driven into the tunnel and the exit blocked. Legend has it that those hungry and thirsty people are always wandering in these secret passages. Whenever they encounter a living person, they will pounce on the poor person, suck the blood of the poor person, eat his flesh, until he turns into a skeleton like themselves.
Thinking of this, Langri couldn't help but shudder. He didn't know if this was made up by his wet nurse to scare him or if it was true. However, the lantern in his hand could only illuminate a small area. In the darkness, there seemed to be countless huge and empty places. eyes stared at him hungrily. He could vaguely see the jagged shadows of tusks. When he closed his eyes, bit his lip to drive away the fear, and then opened his eyes to look again, the evil spirit would disappear and cease to exist. He clenched the hilt of the knife at his waist, took a deep breath, and told himself that even if there were really evil spirits, he could still draw the knife to defend himself.
Finally, the tunnel reached the end. Langri found the iron ring on the bronze door and knocked three times. After a few minutes, the bronze door opened silently. A bearded man stood at the door, staring at Langri coldly.
"Take me to see Zamp, I have something important to do!" Langri gestured quickly. He knew that this man was mute and was just right for this job. The mute nodded, made a sign to follow me, turned around and walked up.
The stairs were narrow and steep, spiraling upwards. Langri crawled carefully to avoid breaking his head. When the mute stopped, he pushed open a door and pointed forward.
Langri nodded, and he could feel a puff of cold air blowing across his cheek. The loosened hair gently slapped his skin. Zamp's bedroom was at the highest point of the red building. It should not be far from there. He walked past the door and began walking down the aisle, hearing a sound coming from far below. The sound of boots on the ground, the sound of distant conversations. He carefully blew out the lantern to avoid being discovered. He should be drinking mead with his slave girl at home and should not appear here. No one knew whether the eyes of the Gar family were hidden behind these stone walls.
Finally, Langri arrived at his destination. He pushed hard on the stone wall, and a narrow passage appeared inside, which led directly to the fireplace in Zamp's bedroom. Therefore, when he walked into the bedroom, his face was covered with dust, as if A handyman cleaning a chimney.
"You're finally here!" Zamp jumped up from the bed, his eyes flashing with excitement: "How was it? Did the journey go well?"
"It's okay!" Lang Ri took off his bearskin hat and bowed to Zamp: "Next time if I walk through the tunnel again, I will wear two hats, one inside the other, so that it won't hurt if my head hits a stone. It will be better!”
"Haha!" Zanpu laughed when he heard this: "Is it too dark in the tunnel? There is no way, I can't light all the candles in it? Then Brother Qinling will know immediately, and there must be one of theirs among the servants in the palace. people!"
"Yes!" Langri sighed: "Especially after the Battle of Dafeichuan! To be honest, Qinling is a hundred times more annoying than his brother. That guy is used to being the king in Qinghai , completely forgetting that you are his master, and he is just your servant!"
Zamp snorted coldly, walked to the bed and looked at the wall. There was a portrait of his great grandfather. His rings shone in the firelight. They were red gold, silver, inlaid with rubies and sapphires, among which were more They have tiger eyes with yellow stripes, and there are rings on each finger, and some even wear two rings.
"You have to do something!" Langri continued: "Did you know? Ever since Qin Ling returned to Luosuo, the front door of his house has been lined up with guests' carriages and horses every day, and there are not enough stone pillars to brush the horses. . People who asked to see him came one after another, from morning to night. And our victor was so generous that he would not refuse any requester: give money to those who asked for money, animals to those who asked for livestock, and territory to those who asked for territory. , as if he is the real master!”
"Then what can I do!" Zanpu roared angrily: "He defeated the Tang Dynasty's 100,000-strong army. The captured Tang Dynasty armored battles were piled up like mountains. The Tang Dynasty's prisoners' team stretched from beginning to end. Each tribe sent envoys. Come to plead with him, compliment him, and please him. Some people say that he is greater than my grandfather, because Songtsen Gampo also retreated in front of the Tang army, but Qinling stood up and fought, defeated them all, and captured them All defeated armies!"
"Then what did the Prime Minister say? To his great brother?" Langri asked.
"Praise Xiruo?" Zanpu sneered: "What else can he say? What else can he say? There are too many people praising Qinling for him. He doesn't need to say anything at all. It's enough to stand there and keep smiling. Got it!"
"I don't think the Prime Minister is that happy, at least not as happy as he appears on the surface!"
"These are all your guesses!" Zamp sneered: "I think the two brothers have a very good relationship. They are both good sons of Lu Dongzan!"
"If this is the case, then you have no hope!" Langri said: "Really, I am speaking from my heart. If the two sons of Lu Dongzan unite, then the Gal family will be indisputable. The first Tubo family, even if you are Zampu you can’t change all this!”
"Isn't it okay if I'm Zamp?" Zamp asked, his chest rising and falling violently, like an angry bull.
"No, Qinling has defeated the Tang people. The entire Qinghai Lake is his territory, and even half of the Hehuang Valley belongs to him. The land there is much more fertile than your land, and he has already captured it. In the four towns of Anxi, he also opened up the trade route from Qinghai to the Western Regions. In this way, wealth from all directions will flow into the Gal family's treasury. With your original territory alone, the gap in strength between you and the Gal family will only increase. The bigger! The nobles will only follow the Gar family!"
"Is there no other way?" Zamp asked, his voice trembling slightly.
"Of course there are ways, but neither Qin Ling nor Zan Xiruo are fools. On the contrary, they are both shrewd and capable guys. If Zan Pu kills one of them, all the power of the Nagar family will be gathered under the command of the other person. You’ll be screwed then!”
"What if we kill both of them at the same time?"
"They will also think of this!" Langri said with a smile: "Didn't you notice? Qinling and Zanxiruo rarely appear in the same place at the same time. Some people interpret this as the discord between the two brothers, but I think more They would like to think that this is the legacy left by their father. The eldest son stayed in the capital, and the second son controlled the army in Tuyuhun. In this way, no matter who was harmed, the remaining one could avenge him. The enemy would not dare to take action if they were worried about this. !”
"Then aren't they all in the capital now?"
"Are you planning to attack them both publicly?" Langri's eyes flashed coldly: "This won't be easy!"
"Do you have any idea?" Zamp asked, "I can put all my guards under your command!"
"Keep your guards! They are full of people from the Gar family!" Langri mocked: "If you order them to kill Qin Ling and Zan Xiruo, you will be telling them!"
"Then what can you do? We can use poisonous wine! Just at the celebration banquet!" Zanpu said.
"It's better to save it. This old trick will definitely not work. Zan Xiruo and Qin Ling must have prepared emetics, and they will not drink drinks from unknown sources. They have been wary of you for a long time!"
"This won't work, that won't work either!" Zamp finally lost his temper and said angrily: "Am I just going to stay in this red building and wait for the two brothers to kick me off the throne?"
"I still have the same method, wait patiently, wait until the two brothers kill each other, and then you can eliminate the remaining one. Patience, patience is your most powerful weapon!"
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