Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Just like a farce, people outside the play can often see the traces of the performance and either laugh out loud or be immersed in it and be amazed.

When Wumu turned his head and looked back at his experiences along the way, his sense of being a bystander became even more abundant.

From his decision to personally go to the familiar place of Kashgar to suppress the rebellion in order to stabilize the situation, to the first 'moths flying into the flame' style attack by the rebels, to the repeated attacks that simply cannot be called... It's an attack.

Several times, when the opponent's number was several times theirs, the defense line formed by the crowd of guards surrounding Wu Mu was almost broken through.

And Wu Mu's sword was now stained with some blood.

Perhaps this was one of the few times he took action personally, but it made Wumu feel even more angry and not simple.

After they stabilized the situation in the Kashgar tribe, Wu Mu hurriedly wrote a letter and sent someone to send it back to Qingyi and deliver it to Lu Qing.

Although he couldn't see clearly who was behind this, Wu Mu was already vigilantly sensing the uneasiness around him and the desire of those who were ready to sabotage Qingyi's reform and get a share of it. .

Wu Mu squinted his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Originally, they planned to wait until the Qingyi internal reform was completed, and then deal with the external tribes such as Kashgar and other tribes that had long been separated from each other.

But at present, it seems that their original thinking was too simple.

Now it is no longer a situation where we can give up.

Wu Mu pressed the knife at his waist with his right hand, feeling the rough texture of the cloth wrapped around the handle.

As a ruler, especially a Chanyu who is well versed in the customs and people of the grassland, Wu Mu knows the purpose of those people.

It seems that the peace on the grassland has been maintained for too long, and some people have become bolder and even dare to move on the grassland behind Qingyi's back.

They may have forgotten how Qingyi became the king of the grassland.

Not by lobbying and eloquence, nor by just showing off one's fists and muscles to other tribes.

Qingyi's position was opened with the blood of opponents and rebels, and was built from the bones of countless prairie people.

However, when the sea of ​​​​blood slowly faded away, the bones were buried in the earth, and the fearful hearts of the living became trance-like and sinking because of the peaceful life, people forgot that period of bloody history, because they A living existence, feeling complacent because he was lucky enough to survive the conquest, and then began to push further.

The only lesson history teaches us is that humans will not learn anything from history.

People who live in fear, fear, and trembling have now become arrogant and arrogant.

Wu Mu sneered coldly at the air in front of him.It was hard to tell whether he was laughing at the ignorant and ignorant rebels or at the human beings who were entangled in this time and could never be freed.

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If so, what is the most critical moment in your life?
Chi Shilang would think it was now.

In the morning session just now, the courtiers led by Dr. Li Xiui of Yushitai began to criticize him verbally and writtenly.

But if it were just this, Chi Zhongjun would just shrug his shoulders indifferently, and maybe even smile lightly.

But this time, the attack by the civil servants was completely beyond his expectation, and it went beyond his and Jiang Yi's common sense.

This thing is terrifying, as his red-clad guards are now all over the capital.

As for the memorials of officials in other state capitals, he has no intervention or control, but the capital city is his territory.

And now three-quarters of the people in the Red Guard secretly gathered in the capital.

This was once his biggest secret support in the court.

No matter how unbridled he is, so what?This red-clothed guard was personally handed over to him by His Majesty, and with these things happening now, are you really like those ordinary people, pretending that Jiang Yi doesn't know what he has done?
How can it be?

Even if Jiang Yi didn't know it from the market rumors and impeachment documents, he would know it all from the memorial presented by the Red Guard.

Yes.

Everything Chi Zhongjun did was completely done with Jiang Yi's tacit approval.

All the action records of the Red Guards, even before their plans began, these contents had already been known to Jiang Yi, who was sitting on the Dragon Throne, aloof.

To a certain extent, this is also the reason why the Red Guards are so pervasive and omniscient in the capital.

Without the Holy Lord's order, the red-clothed guard is just an unedged sword, which has no power and cannot hurt anyone.

And the person who comes into contact with the shackles of this sword can only be the master of this world, the monarch of Daxia, the one who holds the supreme power.

Now Chi Zhongjun, who is the wielder of this sword, has already understood his mission.

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In the quaint palace with its carved beams and painted buildings, the ministers lined up in an orderly manner.

"Your Majesty, I am reporting to Chi Zhongjun, the Minister of Rites, for acting wantonly and disregarding the laws of the country..."

"Your Majesty, I also have this report... The Minister of Rites indulged his subordinates, which actually led to an injury case in Qiaodu City, which ultimately led to one death and two injuries to the people..."

"His Majesty······"

"His Majesty······"

Whether it was Jiang Yi, who was sitting on the dragon throne and being looked up to by everyone, or Chi Zhongjun, who was at the center of the controversy and public opinion, it was clear at this time that this group of people must have caught something, otherwise it would never have been possible to target him so directly. Chi Zhongjun, and put all those 'dangerous' charges on him.

There must be some real handle, a handle that could trip up the powerful Chi Zhongjun.

And Jiang Yi thought even more profoundly. From the very beginning, he had already vaguely felt that such a day would come.He was also ready to support and support Chi Shilang from behind, just like he always did.

Just when Jiang Yi wanted to speak, stabilize the situation and defend Chi Shilang secretly, an unexpected intervention appeared that neither of them expected.

"My imperial censor, Dr. Li Jiuci, played the role of Princess Jing'an, the Crown Princess. The princess behaved wantonly, suppressed the palace people, disrespected her mother and neglected her studies..."

Doctor Li listed a series of seven or eight faults of the Crown Princess, but each one seemed to be conclusive, as if it was true.

After he finished speaking, before Jiang Yi could think about it, other memorials for the imperial concubine were also swarmed in, as if these ministers had already prepared to participate in the imperial concubine at this time.

Jiang Yi's heart skipped a beat, he understood.

This matter is probably a conspiracy that the courtiers had prepared long ago...
Jing'an is only three years old. How can a three-year-old girl beat and scold a palace official?
Jing'an has a quiet personality and doesn't like to be noisy. He carefully selects the people in the palace around him.What happened, would he know about it later than the courtiers of the previous dynasty?

As for the charges of disrespecting the queen and neglecting his studies, these charges were even more nonsense in Jiang Yi's eyes.

As his only daughter, and even his only heir, Jing'an was also quite popular in the harem.As for academics... Jing'an has not yet started her education. Originally, Jiang Yi planned to wait until she was actually three years old to start her daughter's education and choose a famous teacher to tutor her.But now it seems that this time needs to be brought forward, even if it is to silence the ministers.

Even though Jiang Yi was partial to his daughter, he dared to say with certainty that Jing An would not do these things.

But now that these matters have come to court, they cannot be solved by Jiang Yi's excuse.

What's more, Jiang Yi thinks that they seem to have other plans or...conspiracies.

"...Please also ask Your Majesty to severely punish Chi Shilang and strictly control the Pope's wife..."

"Your Majesty, please punish Mr. Chi severely..."

"His Majesty······"

Jiang Yi's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp eyes passed over the impassioned faces of the ministers.

'It turns out that this is what they had planned...'

Now that things have happened, Jiang Yi and Chi Zhongjun finally understand the ideas and methods of this group of people.

Their method is simple, but also deadly.

This is a conspiracy pointed directly at Jiang Yi.

It was like telling him clearly: "Your Majesty, do you want to choose Chi Shilang, whom you have always favored, or choose your only daughter, the Crown Princess who you finally pushed for?"

Cruel and vicious.

Jiang Yi gritted his teeth, his face turned blue and he looked very ugly.

What are they trying to do?
Are they just trying to force me into a palace?
What is the choice between the two... It seems that from the beginning, he had no choice.

Wasn't the reason why they brought out Jing'an, who was less than three years old, just to completely destroy Chi Zhongjun?
In the main hall, Chi Zhongjun's face turned pale and his slender fingers were clenched tightly.

This is a conspiracy against him.

The conspiracy hatched by a group of courtiers who wanted to pull him down from the high platform,

When he realized this, Chi Zhongjun's back was already covered in cold sweat. The thick sweat soaked through the court clothes. The dark court clothes stuck tightly to his body, which was very uncomfortable.

But now he no longer cares about whether he feels comfortable or not.

Chi Zhongjun raised his eyes slightly and met Jiang Yi's eyes, and the two exchanged opinions in the void.

"My lords, what you said is wrong..."

Chi Zhongjun spoke amidst the opposition and controversy.

"What can Shuzi say in defense?······"

"Huh... Mr. Chi, is he feeling guilty? Hahahahaha..."

Others around him also laughed together, and this person Chi Zhongjun felt that things were unfolding even more strangely.

In the past, they would never dare to talk to him like this, let alone frame him.

Chi Zhongjun looked fierce and sneered, trying to use his momentum to overwhelm the other party.

"You sirs are all old men in the court. You should know what is the crime of slandering an official of the court?"

Chi Zhongjun said with a cold snort.

But others seemed to be dismissive of his counterattack, and one of them even mocked him coldly:

"Master Chi is extremely powerful, and everyone in the capital knows it... Do you dare to swear that the Red Guards' actions are all upright and upright, and can withstand the verification of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to defend himself, he was suppressed by a group of colleagues who were already highly skilled in the art of rhetoric.

In the past, he only felt that he was an eloquent person, but now he only felt that he was clumsy and rough-tongued, and he was often picked out by the group of good speakers before he could finish a sentence.

This time, Chi Zhongjun could feel that they were really planning to pull him down and eat him completely, just like injured or vulnerable animals on the grassland, taking a big bite on the fatal part, and then watched The prey struggled desperately and was devoured by the surrounding beasts. In the end, only the bones were left.