Yu Jun

Chapter 292 Observance of integrity and righteousness
"Of course I know that Xuexueshi Wu is bright but not dazzling. When I say he is not easy to get close to, I mean that he has nothing to ask for."

King Wei interrupted Qi Chang, half-smiling but not smiling: "If people want nothing, it is naturally not easy to get close to them."

The word "close", low and deep, carrying weight, went straight into Qi Chang's ears.

Qi Chang immediately understood that the closeness that King Wei mentioned was a kind of siding with someone, wooing them, and forming a party.

As for him, a young servant, King Wei actually talked to him about such an obscure matter, his heart was so uneasy that he almost jumped out of his mouth.

"I... I have little talent and little knowledge, and I am dull-minded. No, I don't understand what the prince is referring to..."

King Wei stared at him and said with a smile: "You are good at maneuvering and wielding power. You are obviously a smart man. How can you not understand? Do you not want to understand, or do you dare not understand? Or maybe the minister has already chosen a master in his heart?"

Qi Chang waved his hands repeatedly: "I have absolutely no intention of doing so. I really feel that my qualifications are mediocre. Compared with Xuexian Wu, one is in heaven and the other is on earth...I am not worthy of being close to the prince."

King Wei saw a layer of cold sweat on his forehead and knew that he was afraid, so he smiled more and more kindly: "You are not worthy, but you have a good old master and a good fellow countryman."

He got straight to the point: "Qi Shitao was once a slave of the Mo family, and he was favored by General Mo. He must know General Mo and Mo Jiedushi very well. I want to know some details about the Mo family. I don't want to ask Shi Shi. How can I ask? who?"

Qi Chang felt that a strong wind was blowing in, and everything was shaking. King Wei's words were like thunder, hitting his head. At the same time, a coldness shot up from the soles of his feet, making him shiver from the cold.

He shuddered as if he was cold: "I am a slave, how can I know everything so well?"

"Don't be afraid," King Wei smiled more and more. "It's not that we want to get rid of meritorious ministers. It's just that the four seasons of heaven and earth still rotate, let alone people. The military power has changed hands, and the country and the country are safe both inside and outside. Isn't that what you scholars want to see? A peaceful and prosperous age?"

He stood up and stretched his upper body forward, like a poisonous snake, stretching out in front of Qi Chang with a cold and penetrating look. The light of desire quenched with poison appeared in his eyes, and the voice coming out of his mouth was like a snake letter, which could detect Qi Chang just right. belly bottom.

"Military power changes hands, and so does the world. Without General Guide as your backer, you will gain a bigger backer, enough to make you prosperous in Kyoto."

He straightened up, glanced at the inappropriate furnishings in the room, smiled scornfully, and took a seat: "You don't have to be elegant when the time comes. Everything you say and do will be elegant."

Qi Chang's face was dull and at a loss.

His face was pale, with only two eyeballs still black, and the thunder was still roaring in his head, making him unable to hear anything.

Every word King Wei said was enough to scare him out of his wits - King Wei asked him to betray Mo Lingfeng and make him a villain to climb up the ladder based on the kindness of his old master.

His soul was like heat in a cup, dissipating little by little, and finally left a shell of a fake smile on his face, ugly and hypocritical.

He held the gradually cooling teacup in both hands and looked at the tea leaves sinking to the bottom. He picked it up tremblingly and took a sip, letting the bitter and cold tea penetrate into his heart.

A sip of cold tea gave him some courage: "Your Majesty, don't be joking. I used to be a slave, not a guest in the Mo Mansion. How dare I get close to Ambassador Mo Jiedu and Miss Mo? The people closest to her are Mr. Cheng and - —”

He swallowed the word Wu Jin.

The King of Wei didn't know much about Cheng San. He only knew that Mo Qianlan had an estranged close friend, Cheng Taishan.

He smiled and skipped the ampersand: "Really?"

Qi Chang raised the corner of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but failed to laugh: "I am just a little minister. What I say is as light as a feather. Even if I say it, no one will believe it."

He stood up in fear, took a step back, and knelt on the ground: "I will die by the sword if I tell you what the prince said today." King Wei stood up and walked to Qi Chang, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and pulled him away. He picked it up and pushed it into the chair: "Since I dare to speak out, I am not afraid of you speaking out. People in the world are the best at pretending to be deaf and dumb when weighing the pros and cons. If you are not crazy, others will say you are crazy."

He walked to the screen and looked at the dawn painted on the screen: "Your Majesty, it was beyond my expectation. I saw you accepting bribes. I thought you would be tempted by your official position and money, but I didn't expect you to be a loyal person. Since So, I won’t force it.”

Qi Chang's hands were wet, he grabbed the hem of his clothes, lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness and consideration."

King Wei turned around to look at the fragrant duck incense burner: "It's just that you disobeyed me and I feel unhappy. I can't keep you here in the capital. You will go to the Hanlin Academy to resign tomorrow."

Hearing this, Qi Chang raised his head suddenly: "Please resign?"

He opened his mouth in panic, and the non-existent strong wind blew into the house again. This time, even the ground was shaking, and it would collapse at any time, dragging him into hell.

King Wei nodded: "Lingnan is a good place. I will send someone to take you there."

Qi Changben's mind was dizzy, and his heart became a heavy hammer, hitting his chest again and again, causing his chest to cramp and he had to bend down.

Unprecedented helplessness swept over him, far more than the water splashed on him by the carriage on a rainy night - King Wei's understatement crushed his life.

He rolled off the chair to the ground and knelt down again: "I won't say anything."

"I never keep anyone who is not useful to me." King Wei stared at him, waiting for him to give in.

Between inducement and coercion, he will always choose one.

Qi Chang was kneeling, cold sweat dripping down, dripping from his temples to the ground, dripping from the gaps between his fingers, soaking from his knees to the ground, and the shadows under his body gradually became moist and connected.

His fingernails got stuck in the cracks of the bluestone, twisting and breaking, but he knew nothing about it, except that he couldn't help but tremble.

He knew that King Wei was waiting for his answer, but his mind was filled with one thought - Mr. Zhao, I am not the villain you say!

Go to Lingnan!
Go to that wild, poisonous place!
He shouted wildly in his heart, and the shadow fell on the ground, curling up into a ball. The color was rich, as if all the anger was stored in it.

King Wei looked at him indifferently for a long time, and saw that he was trembling involuntarily, but he was still trying to calm down, and sighed: "I feel sorry for you. You are a beggar, and you can reach this day. You can imagine the hardships. Since you want to imitate An Jinzang's disembowelment to save the Savior, your life will turn into smoke."

Qi Chang was sweating coldly and his voice was dry and hoarse: "My, my sir - sir."

When the word "sir" was mentioned, he still felt guilty because Zhao Shiheng never regarded him as his disciple.

But now, he should be qualified to be Zhao Shiheng's disciple.

"Sir, I have taught my ministers to observe integrity and die righteously."

The King of Wei raised his hand and said: "Okay, I have met a tough guy today. Everyone says that Wu Jin has the style of a scholar, but in my opinion, you are the one with real backbone."

He took off his crane cloak, knelt down and put it on Qi Chang's back: "Lingnan is damp and cold, and it's bone-chilling. I will give you some clothes to keep out the cold."

(End of this chapter)