The matter in Jia's house is just a small episode.
All the officials in the imperial court should pay tribute every day, and they should be on duty every day.
When hundreds of officials fell from power, hundreds of people took over.
Whether it is the emperor, the cabinet, or the officials who were implicated and dismissed this time.
No matter who is missing, the court will still function as usual.
After Wang Ziteng talked at Chen Qin's house that day, he met the Queen Mother again.
Yuanchun, in addition to caring about his uncle's health, asked him to discuss it with Feng Yibo.
This made Wang Ziteng, who already knew what he was doing, even more certain about his choice.
After receiving the final confirmation from Wang Ziteng, Feng Yibo had someone post a message to Qiu Peng.
Not long after, Qiu Peng rushed to the Marquis Mansion of Chu State in a hurry.
As soon as he entered the inner hall, he saluted and said:
"Qiu Peng pays homage to the Marquis!"
In fact, he had visited many times before, but like other visiting officials, he was turned away by the Feng Mansion.
Qiu Peng also understood the reason for Feng Yibo's avoidance.
Without him, it’s just to avoid suspicion.
"Brother Wanli, are you okay?"
Feng Yibo didn't get up, but just gave him a little support.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Peng hurriedly raised his hands again and said:
"Excuse me, Mr. Hou, for remembering me! Mr. Hou is able to meet me despite his busy schedule. Qiu Peng is very grateful."
He looked a little cautious this time, no longer as careless as before.
This is because he knows that whether his father Qiu Luan can be revived depends on how the conversation goes today.
As long as you seize the opportunity in front of you, you can make a comeback.
Just like Wang Ziteng.
Even if two people can't patrol the border according to orders, it is much better to be the general soldier of a town than now.
"Sit down, sit down! We are old friends, don't be so formal."
Feng Yibo shook his head and laughed, and then ordered:
"You don't want to see the tea yet?"
At that time, Prince Zhongshun was executed, and the suspicion of Qiu Luan was not cleared yet.
Naturally, Feng Yibo would not meet Qiu Peng.
Now that we have met, it is not good to care or not.
The best way is to treat everyone equally and see no one.
But having said that, among the new rich, only Qiu Peng and his son had some friendship with him.
Now that the matter had been settled, he called this old friend over, which was considered a favor.
Of course, there are also some other plans involved.
"This is this year's tribute ink and an inkstone used by Su Dongpo. I hope the Marquis will accept it."
As soon as the servants left, Qiu Peng opened a small bundle and presented it to Feng Yibo respectfully.
I saw five exquisite boxes inside.
Four of the boxes are the best in Huizhou ink.
The other box was specially opened and displayed by him.
Feng Yibo heard that it was Su Dongpo's inkstone, so he curiously took it and looked at it carefully.
"This is how I always feel thirsty when I advance on the road, I always feel frightened when I seek progress, I always think about giving when I use this to manage my wealth, and I always think about life when I am in the prison of writing."
He looked back and forth a few times and read out the inscription on the back of the inkstone.
After reading, Feng Yibo smiled and said:
"This square inkstone may be related to Su Dongpo, but it does not belong to him."
When Qiu Peng heard this, his face immediately turned red and he said nervously:
"Impossible! They wouldn't dare lie to me about this!"
I asked for help from others, but gave fake gifts.
The key is, it was noticed.
This is such a slap in the face.
Seeing this, Feng Yibo hurriedly raised his hand and pressed it, and explained with a smile:
"Don't worry! Although it is not used by layman Dongpo, it should be from his hand."
Having said this, he looked through the inkstone carefully twice before continuing:
"This is a fine red silk inkstone, plus the inscription on the back. If this is true, it is the inkstone given to his son Su Mai by layman Dongpo. It can be said to be very precious."
Red silk inkstone is a stone inkstone produced in Qingzhou. As early as the Tang and Song Dynasties, it had the reputation of being the best among all inkstones.
Feng Yibo knew that this was what Su Dongpo left to his son because of the following inscription.
Although the whereabouts of this square inkstone are uncertain, the "Mai Inkstone" has been passed down along with the name of Dongpo layman.
Top-quality red silk inkstone, plus the blessing of celebrities like Su Dongpo.
If this square inkstone is real, it will definitely be called a peerless treasure.
"Really! It must be true!"
When Qiu Peng heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sighed:
"This Fang Inkstone was originally intended to be a tribute to the palace, but..."
He regretted that he didn't ask clearly at that time. He only heard that it was Su Dongpo, so he thought it was him.
When Feng Yibo heard this, he understood.
This square red silk inkstone was originally one of the tributes that the new rich wanted to give to Emperor Jingshun.
However, Emperor Jingshun is gone.
Little Xuanzhi doesn't have the ability to appreciate it yet.
Speaking of which, giving it to yourself can be considered as making the best use of it.
Feng Yibo nodded, expressing his trust in the other party.
However, he did not continue to delve deeper. Instead, he put the inkstone back into the box and said with a half-smile:
"Brother Wan Li came here just to give you this ink and inkstone, right?"
Qiu Peng had promised to deliver the best Hui Mo ink every year.
Only this time the number has quadrupled.
But even so, it can't compare to the eleven of this Fang Inkstone.
After all, the best Hui ink has been rediscovered, but the red silk inkstone has become extinct in this era.
In addition, Su Xian was highly regarded as a celebrity among scholars.
To say that this Fang Inkstone is worth thousands of gold is a bit low.
If you meet a rich man who knows his business and likes Su Shi, it is not impossible to pay him one hundred and eighty thousand dollars.
Although Feng Yibo doesn't know much about antiques, he is still somewhat interested in Su Shi's old things.
Even if he doesn't use it, it would still be an excellent gift for Li Shouzhong or Chen Qinzhi.
In addition, he also knew what Qiu Peng wanted.
So I wasn't going to beat around the bush anymore, but simply asked the other party directly.
When Qiu Peng heard this, he quickly cupped his hands and said:
"Our enemies really didn't know about Zhongshun's betrayal. My father was implicated in this, and many nobles were also implicated in the Shandong couple. Now the new nobles have begun to fall apart."
Having said this, he paused slightly and then said sincerely:
"Today, on behalf of the remaining few families, I would like to ask the Marquis if he needs some people who can serve in front of the horse and behind the horse..."
Although Qiu Peng is rough in some ways, he is still a rough man.
What he said was much more direct than others.
Although it is not a secret that the upstarts are falling apart, it still takes a certain amount of grace to say it in person.
Many people are easily immersed in their own glory and cannot let go of their dignity when doing things.
For example, Jia Mansion is a typical example.
There is only an empty shell left in itself, and it is necessary to maintain the dignity of the Duke's mansion.
Although Feng Yibo admired Qiu Peng's temperament, he just smiled and looked at him.
Seeing this, Qiu Peng quickly added:
"Don't worry, Mr. Hou, our families are all clean and have nothing to do with these two things. If Mr. Hou can help us, we will die!"
After hearing this assurance, Feng Yibo nodded slightly and asked:
"Do you have a list?"
When Qiu Peng heard this, he hurriedly dug into his pocket, took out a stack of posts, and said solemnly:
"This is a greeting card for our family!"
Obviously he had been prepared, otherwise he wouldn't have come over in a hurry to take out the ink, inkstone and Bie Tie.
Maybe, what I just said has been rehearsed countless times.
Feng Yibo took it with a smile, put it on the table, nodded and said:
"We'll get to know them one by one later."
Although he is preparing to take over the remaining power of the upstart, he must backtrack.
Now that the Dragon Scale Guard is still under Jia Lian's name, don't you need to keep the cubs?
Qiu Peng heard this, but misunderstood what he meant, and said with a smile:
"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for giving us the opportunity! I'll have someone call them over right now. I'll wait..."
Although I didn't agree directly, I accepted these things.
In his view, it was a tacit agreement of affiliation.
Now that the upstart has a backbone, it will surely be able to make a comeback soon.
Unfortunately, Feng Yibo raised his hand to interrupt him and said with a smile:
"Don't be too eager to be happy, I haven't agreed to this yet!"
When Qiu Peng heard this, his face suddenly fell. He looked at Feng Yibo with some confusion and said:
"If you have any other instructions from the Marquis, just tell me. Whatever we can do, we will do our best!"
When he thought about it, he thought Feng Yibo would be tested.
This is quite common in the military.
"Go back and tell those who want to do something good that if you want to follow me, you must have clean hands and feet. There are many ways to make money. I can also arrange it if necessary, but I am not allowed to do anything that harms the country and the people in Wei. "
Seeing that Qiu Peng was full of expectations, Feng Yibo made a request to join the group and warned:
"For example, this time Shandong invaded and occupied civilian fields. I dealt with it once I discovered it."
When he does things, he likes to say ugly things first.
Although Qiu Luan said that these people were not involved in the Shandong incident, there is no guarantee that similar incidents are happening elsewhere.
If it is found out in the future, it will inevitably make me feel sad.
He simply made the conditions for joining the group clear first, and if he was willing to comply, he would join. If he didn't want to, he would not force it.
However, if you don't want to, you can check it carefully and you won't be able to say it is a big fish.
Qiu Luan was stunned and immediately expressed his stance:
"Don't worry, Lord Marquis, we people will be spared! Besides, most of us are in the military, and we don't have much contact with the common people."
This time in Shandong, the upstarts had little involvement.
The main reason is that most of the new rich serve in the military and are not as prosperous as the founding lineage.
Except for a few state capitals, most of them have no involvement in local affairs.
"It's no good to drink soldiers' blood or eat empty wages!"
Feng Yibo put forward another one and continued to warn:
"I can tell you that if you are used, there is a high probability that you will replace such a waste! If you are like this, then even if you are allowed to take over, it will not take long for others to take over."
When Qiu Luan heard this, he frowned, suddenly thought of something, and said with a look of surprise:
"Does the Marquis want to rectify the army?"
Drink the blood of soldiers and eat empty wages.
Such things can be said to be commonplace in the Wei army.
Even the most elite frontier troops and Beijing camps cannot avoid it.
When he heard that Feng Yibo wanted to ban these things, Qiu Luan's first reaction was, is this Marquis drifting?
He actually wants to attack the army!
Unexpectedly, Feng Yibo smiled and said:
"Don't you all want to start a war? If you don't rectify the army, how can you start a war?"
He directly admitted that he wanted to reorganize the army, but gave an unexpected reason.
Start a war with foreign countries!
Qiu Luan was stunned and hesitated:
"this……"
Feng Yibo smiled and asked:
"Think about the benefits of Japan's peace negotiations. What's the point of taking empty pay?"
Whether you drink the blood of soldiers or live on empty wages, it’s all just for money!
If we want to completely rectify it, we must establish a new interest relationship in the military.
And the previous battle against the Japanese country had given these military personnel a good impression!
Drinking the blood of soldiers and eating empty wages, it is only a few million taels per year.
Even if they are exploited at all levels, how many points can be divided?
And a battle with Japan would cost hundreds of millions of taels!
What is this concept?
If we fight more wars and sign more agreements like this!
Will I be able to lie down and count money in the future?
"I understand!"
Qiu Luan nodded suddenly and said sincerely:
"The Marquis's heart for the country and the people can be learned from the sun and the moon!"
He understood that no matter how much Feng Yibo said, his ultimate goal was to strengthen the army.
It's just that this kind of rectification method is much easier to accept than a direct one-size-fits-all approach.
There is never a shortage of talented people in the army, and there is also no shortage of capable soldiers.
It's just that most people are eventually smoothed out by interests.
Slowly becoming what they once hated the most.
Similarly, if more benefits can be obtained through war.
Those who dare to "drink the blood of soldiers and eat empty wages" for the sake of profit will also wage war regardless of anything.
There is no way, it is human nature to pursue profit.
Even if many people die, it still cannot stop the interests and needs of the majority of people above.
Fortunately, apart from people, the war is also about the comparison of the productivity levels of the two countries.
In this era, the Wei Dynasty had the strongest organization, sufficient food, and the most advanced weapons and armor.
These can all be regarded as manifestations of productivity.
Judging from this, no one in the world can match it.
It is precisely for this reason that Feng Yibo spared no effort to guide Da Wei out.
At this time, there are still too many places where people are living like hair and drinking blood. For the world-famous people, it is a no-man’s land.
Compared with Haixi's barbarism, Feng Yibo felt that letting Wei spread the king's way was the best result for them.
"Stop flattering!"
Feng Yibo laughed and cursed, then said seriously:
"In addition, you ask everyone in the capital camp to obey Liu Zhao's orders from now on."
Qiu Luan understood that what Feng Yibo said before was what he would do in the future.
These things can only be regarded as a plan of the other party, and the specific situation is not yet certain.
The matter of the Beijing camp was the top priority, and it was also the certificate of surrender that Feng Yibo asked them for.
Qiu Peng thought of this and immediately turned around and said:
"This is what it should be! If the Marquis doesn't say anything, we will do it."
Feng Yibo nodded with satisfaction and continued:
"The people on the other side of the border are also asked to follow Lord Wang's arrangements."
Qiu Peng was about to agree when he heard this, but Feng Yibo added:
"And while obeying, he also helped me keep an eye on his every move."
"this……"
Qiu Peng was obviously stunned for a moment.
Wang Ziteng was obviously recommended by Feng Yibo and was his wife's uncle.
But now he is being stared at by others?
For a time, Qiu Peng thought a lot.
Is it true that we have similar arrangements after taking refuge?
Even if we become our own people, we still need to check and balance each other and supervise each other?
Seeing his hesitation, Feng Yibo smiled and said:
"how?"
Only then did Qiu Peng come back to his senses and hurriedly said:
"My subordinates will make arrangements now!"
So what did he think?
In their current situation, they have no choice!
