Ten Dragons Take the Inheritance

Chapter 115 Chaos in the Capital ([-])
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The night is very late, but the night of the eighth day of March in the 36th year of Kangxi is destined to be a sleepless night for many people. How many conspiracies are quietly brewing and fermenting under the cover of the night, just like lurking in the dark night The venomous snakes will come out at any time and launch the most vicious attack on the target. The whole capital city is as gloomy and dangerous as the moment before the volcano erupts.

At this moment in Yuqing Palace, there is no debauchery in the daytime. In a small room in the quiet palace, Yinreng is looking at Suo'etu who is kneeling in front of him with tears in his eyes, and said with a choked voice: "Grandpa , I’m sorry for you, if Ben Gong, if Ben Gong can really get to that position, it will definitely live up to Grandpa’s painstaking efforts.”

"Don't worry, Your Highness, the veteran will help His Highness even if he dies. The old minister has already made arrangements. Regardless of victory or defeat, His Highness will not show up. Everything will be handled by the veteran. Even if he loses, the veteran will not implicate His Highness. Suo'etu kowtowed and stood up, his old face was full of tears, he looked at Yinfeng with tenderness in his eyes and said: "Tomorrow, the old minister will fight to the death, the situation in the capital is bound to be chaotic, and the old minister may not be able to take good care of him." , Your Highness, please be sure to close the palace gate tightly, and you must not ignore it, the old minister has retired."

"Well, grandpa, be careful! Take care!" Yinfeng stood up abruptly, tears streaming down his eyes unconsciously.Suo'etu nodded, said nothing more, flicked his sleeves, and strode away.

In Babeile's mansion, Yinhu's group was also busy. The old Ba Yinhu described the plan Yinzuo said in detail. Everyone was thinking hard about Yinzuo's plan. For a while, the whole room was silent. Silently, everyone was thinking about the feasibility of this plan and the mystery behind it.The plan is not complicated, it is a strange word at all, it is not a big deal to win by odd, but what makes everyone puzzled is: Yin Zuo's plan made it clear that most of the credit should be given to Yin Zuo You guys, that's why it's puzzling.

"Grandma, don't worry about the lad Liu's merits. He doesn't want us all. If you want me to say, he just doesn't do anything. Even Lao Liu and the guy occupying the latrine don't want to shit. It’s easy to chop off all the goods.” The old ten Yinyu thought for a long time and also fumbled for the doorway, then straightened his neck and yelled nonsense.

"Hey, hey, the first sentence of the tenth brother is still human, and the rest is nonsense. It would be weird if the sixth child didn't ambush. That guy is slippery, how can he be so honest?" laugh.

"Heaven gave it, if you don't take it, it's against the way of heaven. Although Brother Ten's words are rough, his reasoning is not rough. A certain family thinks it is feasible." A counselor with a goatee said.

"Yes, if you want to do it, make it bigger. Take advantage of this rare opportunity to do everything together and save a lot of trouble." A little old man with a gray beard also echoed his words.

Yinhu looked calm, frowning and thinking, completely ignoring those nonsense, dare not say anything else, but Yinhu knows how capable Yinzuo is, if it is so easy to deal with, he would not have known What kind of treatment was made by the boss, the prince and others.In front of Yinzuo, he agreed to make a move, but he promised to agree, whether to really do it is another matter. Before he understands Yinzuo's intentions, he will never make a move easily , The problem is that time is running out, the time to do it is tomorrow, and tonight, no matter what, we have to negotiate a result.

Yinzuo's plan is simple but practical. There is no doubt about winning. It is Yinzuo who made the most of the effort, but Yinhu received most of the credit. Even the biggest credit for capturing Suo'etu alive fell into Yinhu's hands. Here, Yinhu was so excited that he couldn't help guessing: What is hidden behind it?What does Yin Zuo want to do?Taking the opportunity to attack the palace and capture and kill the prince?Unlike, even if the prince is killed, Yinzuo himself is afraid that he can't get rid of it. Once the old man comes back, he will never be spared.

Um?If the prince dies, who will benefit?Such a thought suddenly came to Yinhu's mind, and he raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Wen Ruihe raised his face with a smile at the same time.The two looked at each other and smiled, and made a "two" gesture at the same time, everything was kept silent.

The old man's house was also very noisy, but they didn't know the inside story. Although they could see that there was something wrong with Suo'etu, they didn't have the strength in their hands, and they didn't have any good tricks to use. Yan Wo thought out a memorial, and planned to send someone to the front camp early tomorrow morning, so as to gain some credit for admonishing.From the eyes of the third class, no matter how hard Suo'etu can be, he will be a loser. If he doesn't take the opportunity to fight black fists, he would be a fool. Of course, he didn't forget to sue other elder brothers, especially the prince, for his blackness. .

Brothers were very busy, and the ministers were not idle either. It was already midnight, and Ma Qi's mansion was still full of people. More than a dozen important court officials gathered together to discuss countermeasures with sad faces.Anyone with a bit of a brain can see that there is something wrong with such an obvious move by Suo'etu, not to mention that these ministers are all human beings. The problem is that they don't have the right to deploy troops. It was too late to mobilize troops from other places to help, and this was Suo'etu's trump card.

Once Suo'etu controls the capital, and then controls the courtiers, he ascends and shouts, saying that Kangxi has been seriously injured and it is difficult to manage the government. The situation is messed up.Besides, the supply of grain and grass on the front line is completely dependent on the Tongzhou grain depot in the capital. Once the supply of grain and grass is interrupted, the frontline army will be in chaos. Even if Kangxi wants to return to the army to suppress the rebellion, he will be powerless.

Everyone knows what the situation is like, but they have no idea how to deal with it. Although they don't know when Suo'etu will launch it, they can guess it from the arrogant arrogance of Suo'etu in the daytime. It only took a day or two to do it. Even if he immediately reported to Mr. Kangxi at the front camp, it would be too late to stop Suo'etu's actions.Everyone can express their determination, but there is no solution. A group of ministers can only express their vows to fight to the death with the old thief Suo.

It was very late at night, seeing that the big guy couldn't come up with any ideas, Ma Qi had no choice but to order everyone to disperse, sullen in the study, and looked at the copy on the desk. More than a dozen ministers jointly signed the memorial, feeling extremely bitter in their hearts.

As a shady student, Ma Qi became a minister of the study at a young age. Mr. Kangxi has treated him with great kindness, but now he is helpless in the face of the crisis. How can he not make him worry.Picking up the booklet on the table, Ma Qi let out a long sigh, and said to himself: "I can't make the old thief proud if I try my best to die."

"Well said." There was a burst of soft applause, and Yinzuo appeared in the study in a black suit.

"Prince Yijun, you..." Ma Qi had known for a long time that this prince was a master of martial arts, so he was not surprised that he was able to escape the guards in the mansion, but was curious about why Yin Zuo came to visit in the middle of the night.

"What's the matter? Master Ma doesn't invite me to sit down?" Yinzuo said cheerfully.

Ma Qi and Yinzuo have been working together in the same dynasty for many years. They had a lot of contacts when they were the Minister of the Household Department, but they had never communicated in private. What kind of tricks were they playing? I was at a loss for a while, and it took me a while to come back to my senses. I politely stretched out my hand and said, "My lord, please sit down. I don't know about my lord's visit. Please forgive me if I don't greet you well."

Yin Zuo was not polite, sat down on his own, and greeted by the way: "Master Ma, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, my lord." After Ma Qi sat down, he looked at Yinzuo who was smiling all over his face, and pondered for a while, "When did your lord arrive? What's the matter with finding an official?"

"Oh, it's been a while, seeing that all the lords are busy, my lord has no choice but to wait on the roof, hehe, all of you lords are not afraid of the front of the army, and put life and death aside, this king admires, haha, admire, admire. "Yinzuo said with a smile.

"The big event is coming, the prince still has the leisurely mind to laugh, and I admire it even more. I think the prince is already in his hands, so please tell me what you want to do." Ma Qi looked at Yinzuo seriously, not overbearing Said humbly.

Hehe, this old horse man is really sober, he looks like a famous official, no wonder our old man thinks highly of him.Yin Zuo's face turned serious, he stood up abruptly, reached out his hand to take out the imperial decree from his bosom, and said in his mouth: "Here is the imperial decree, and Ma Qi accepts it."

"Chen Ma Qi will live up to the grace of God." After listening to the edict, Ma Qi thanked him, took the imperial edict from Yin Zuo respectfully with both hands, stood up and said: "Your Majesty, please tell me what to do. Ma Qiwei is the prince's leader."

"Okay, the king is very pleased with Mr. Ma's words. Tomorrow, Mr. Ma can implement this plan." Yinzuo explained the action plan and related precautions with a serious face. After leaving the window, the few disappeared into the dark night.

Ma Qi looked at the imperial decree in his hand, with a bright smile on his face, and said to himself: "Tomorrow will be a good day."

(End of this chapter)