The king behind the empress

Chapter 246
In Nanzhou County, after nightfall, the potbellied county captain Yuan Penghai went to Yuan's Mansion in a soft sedan.

The Yuan family is the largest family in Nanjun, and half of the officials in Nanjun are from the Yuan family, including the county lieutenant Yuan Peng who is now going to the Yuan family.

Therefore, in Nanjun, what the head of the Yuan family said is often more effective than the county guard.

When they were discussing after the banquet today, although Yuan Penghai didn't speak, he knew that Yan Wenfu had said many things to him, especially the matter of borrowing someone from Yuan's family to kill the county magistrate, which was obviously meant for him, the Yuan family. Listen.

But he didn't dare to be the master of such a big matter, so he didn't say a word at that time, and at night, he came to Yuan's house without stopping.

"You said Yan Wenfu wanted to kill Yushi?"

In the study of the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Lianghan, Yuan Lianghan couldn't help frowning tightly after hearing what Yuan Penghai had said.

"Yes."

Yuan Penghai nodded, because he was Yuan Lianghan's nephew, so he didn't have too many scruples in speaking, "Uncle, I think this is feasible."

"Just like what Yan Wenfu said, it's just a censor. If the Jiangnan family can kill it, can't my Nanjun family not be able to kill it?"

"You know shit!"

Yuan Lianghan scolded mercilessly. He glared at Yuan Penghai and said, "Returning a mere censor, a third-rank official who was ordered by the emperor, to become a mere censor in your mouth, you are very arrogant!"

Yuan Penghai has been afraid of this uncle since he was a child. Seeing him angry now, he shrank his neck in fright. He was already fat and out of shape, but now he shrank again, and his neck disappeared immediately. Convinced in a low voice, he distinguished: "In the first place, he is a censor in the capital, but he is a fart outside the capital."

"Just like what Yan Wenfu said, when the time comes, after they are killed, they will be pushed directly to the refugees, and no one will be able to find out."

"Push, push, push your head!"

Seeing that Yuan Penghai dared to talk back, the grumpy Yuan Lianghan grabbed the pen holder and threw it at Yuan Penghai, "What others say is what they say. I have been a county captain for more than ten years, and I haven't even made any progress. You will sooner or later Die at his hands!"

"Eh, it didn't hit."

This is not the first time Yuan Lianghan has done something, so when he saw him holding the pen holder, Yuan Penghai immediately put his hand on the armrest of the chair. When the pen holder flew over, he shrank his head and dodged it. When Yuan Lianghan wanted to reach for the inkstone again, he became impatient and quickly persuaded, "Uncle, it's okay, it's okay."

Although Yuan Penghai is fat, his movements are still very sensitive at this time. He rushed to the desk, stretched out his hand and pressed the inkstone, "You are so angry, uncle, you are almost seventy now!" , don’t turn around and miss me, if you make a mistake again, wouldn’t it be a big crime for me.”

"Get back!"

Looking at Yuan Penghai with a hippie smile on his face, Yuan Lianghan scolded him with a black face, "It's almost forty, and I don't have any shape at all."

Yuan Penghai, who was reprimanded, didn't take it seriously. He glanced at the old man to make sure that he would not hit himself with the inkstone again, and then he carefully returned to his chair.

"Ugh……"

Yuan Lianghan glanced at Yuan Penghai a little angrily, but thinking of Yuan Penghai's virtues for more than ten years, he didn't bother to care about him, and said, "It's true that a censor died in Jiangnan. But their hands and feet are extremely clean, and up to now, it is only guessed that it may be done by the aristocratic family in the south of the Yangtze River, who has any evidence?"

"And Shi Zhipei brought two hundred Dongchang Guards to protect him this time. These two hundred people are all warriors. How are you going to kill them?"

"If one accidentally lets them run away, are you going to rebel directly?"

Speaking of this, Yuan Lianghan said with a very serious face: "What's more, His Majesty listens to Mo Zizai now, and Mo Zizai has the final say in the court, do you understand?"

"What did he say?"

Yuan Penghai said disapprovingly: "Isn't he just a useless prince? His father didn't even pass on the throne to him. What should he be afraid of?"

"You know shit!"

Yuan Lianghan was so angry that he almost picked up the inkstone and smashed Yuan Penghai again, "The first emperor tried his best to pass on the throne to His Majesty today. Although it allowed His Majesty to stabilize the great Zhou Dynasty, it also brought a lot of constraints and obstacles to His Majesty. concern."

"If she picks up the throne for nothing, what worries does she have?"

Yuan Penghai curled his lips and said, "Anyway, the throne doesn't belong to her family, so you can come here however you want."

"That means you are not His Majesty today!"

Yuan Lianghan glared at Yuan Penghai, then thought for a while, and directly gave him an example: "Let me tell you this, for example, the old man is dying, and there is a glazed treasure worth ten thousand gold in his hand. , it will break if you accidentally knock it."

"It stands to reason that this treasure should be passed on to your elder brother after his death, but I didn't give it to your elder brother, but to you. What will you do?"

"give me?"

Yuan Penghai is just not very good at these twists and turns, which doesn't mean he is stupid, so he instantly understood Yuan Lianghan's meaning, "Uncle means that I will take this treasure carefully, and then use the safest method to preserve it." it?"

"That's right, I'm not so stupid at all."

Yuan Lianghan nodded with some satisfaction, and said: "Your Majesty should have thought the same way after taking over the throne. You don't want nothing but nothing. Although this attitude can't solve many problems, at least there won't be new ones. The problem."

"But Mo Zizai is different. The throne belongs to him, so he won't have so many scruples like His Majesty."

Speaking of this, Yuan Lianghan shook his head subconsciously, and said with deep fear in his words: "The most important thing is that this Mo Zizi is like a lunatic. He seems to have completely ignored the throne."

"Some time ago, he directly threatened the minister in the court. If he didn't give him food, he would abandon the capital and lead his troops directly to the south of the Yangtze River. If those ministers hadn't compromised, I'm afraid that lunatic would have turned Jiangnan into a mess by now."

"Now, Shi Zhipei is the person Mo Zizai personally named and sent to help the disaster. If he dies here, do you believe it or not, even if there is no evidence, Mo Zizai would dare to come and lead troops to slaughter my Yuan family?"

"It shouldn't be..."

When Yuan Lianghan said this, Yuan Haipeng was so frightened that his heart turned cold, "Is this Mo Zizi so crazy?"

"In short, he is a lunatic, so don't provoke him."

Yuan Lianghan waved his hand and said, "During this time, be honest and cooperate with Shi Zhipei in disaster relief. As long as he doesn't do too much, don't worry about him."

"Also, don't touch the relief money and food this time, lest Shi Zhipei will turn his face when he finds out."

"Aren't you moving anymore?"

Yuan Penghai felt a little distressed. He could see but not move so much money, which made him a little uncomfortable who was used to making money. However, he never dared to disobey Yuan Lianghan's words, so he nodded reluctantly, and then asked: "No I have no problem moving the money, but I am afraid that Yan Wenfu will not be reconciled."

"Then let him do it himself."

Yuan Lianghan said disdainfully: "A man of great ambition and talent, but greedy and greedy, if he dares to touch the money, at worst he needs to change the sheriff."

"That's fine, nephew understands."

After understanding Yuan Lianghan's attitude, Yuan Penghai didn't stay any longer, and retired first after paying a salute.

After Yuan Penghai left, Yuan Lianghan dug out a letter he had read many times from under the book case, and his face became very solemn, "The Great Zhou has lasted for 800 years, and now it seems that some people are impatient to wait for it." .”

"Ugh……"

Yuan Lianghan sighed, with a slightly dazed expression, "The world is going to be in chaos again, I don't know who will have the last laugh this time."

"It's just me, Yuan Shi, so what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)