Chapter three hundred and seventy-four speak their own truth
Wang Zhiren was not angry because of Wu Zheng's arrogance. In fact, the anger at this time could not solve the problem. The two of them were the most powerful people in the court. Who can really punish them now?
"Wu Zheng, I'll just ask you one thing."
"Duke Xingguo asked, Wu Zheng must tell the truth."
"Okay!" Wang Zhiren pondered for a while, looked up at Wu Zheng's eyes and said, "Do you want to be Wang Mang or Cao Cao?"
Wu Zheng did not expect Wang Zhiren to ask directly, but Wu Zheng was not afraid of this question. "Wu Zheng never thought about this question. Wu Zheng just wanted to expel the Tartars and restore our China. But since Duke Xingguo asked, Wu Zheng did not avoid it. Wu Zheng thought that if he could be supported, he would be abolished. Is Duke Xingguo satisfied with this? "
Wang Zhiren was actually not satisfied, but he knew that it was no longer interesting to ask questions after saying this. What Wu Zheng wanted to say was already said, and what he didn't want to say was useless to force him.
Wang Zhiren nodded slightly and said, "The reason is that King Lu is not very talented, and he is still worthy of being a king in a prosperous era. In a troubled era, the king of Jingnan is indeed overwhelmed. He can make Princess Changping an emperor, even if there is a precedent in Wuzhou, he will definitely be rejected by the world. If our dynasty really wants to do this, I am afraid that because of the restoration of Yingtian Mansion, there will be some advantages over the Longwu Dynasty and instantly disappear. The righteous and talented people in the world will definitely surrender to Longwu and abandon our dynasty. Have you ever thought about this?"
Wu Zheng said: "When did I say that I would support Princess Changping as the emperor?"
Wang Zhiren was stunned, then asked in shock: "Who do you mean to support the emperor? Do we still have to use Nanjing as the throne to be the governor?"
"What's wrong?" Wu Zheng said calmly, "Can the ministers say that the Huns are immortal, so how can they be their families? A king can also lose his powers, so how can he be the king?"
"You... are ridiculous!" Wang Zhiren was really anxious. Wu Zheng's words had touched his bottom line. Even fools understood the difference between the governor and the emperor.
The company commander can be at most a platoon leader; the battalion commander can be at the battalion commander; if you follow the group commander, you are likely to shine on your shoulders.
This principle is obvious. Wang Zhiren is already the Duke of the Kingdom. In addition to being the king, there is no reward for the title. Isn’t it that I am looking forward to this merit of following the Dragon?
Seeing that everything was ready, he was trembling, but now Wu Zheng's words wiped out his only thoughts. How could Wang Zhiren not be anxious?
Looking at Wang Zhiren's somewhat frustrated face, Wu Zheng said in a deep voice: "Duke Xingguo is very clear in his heart that the people in the nine palaces have not been calmed down and the strength of the outside world is unresisting. Does Xingguo believe that a dynasty's title is more tempting than a vassal duke who strives to be strong?"
Wang Zhiren was so angry that his lips trembled, but as he said, the truth was just like that, "But how do you know that the emperor would be more misleading national affairs than the state's reign?"
Wu Zheng's eyes suddenly became ethereal, and he slowly looked up at the top of the tent, which was like a charlatan who was about to start to fool him.
"Leave a hope in your heart."
Wang Zhiren didn't understand it at first. When he was about to refute, he suddenly felt aroused in his heart and realized what Wu Zheng meant.
Isn’t it a motivation for people to leave a glimmer of hope and a thought?
The throne is like a bundle of weeds hanging in front of a donkey. If the donkey wants to eat it, it has to keep moving forward.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhiren poked Wu Zheng's chest and said, "You...you...you are just a monster."
Wu Zheng laughed and said, "Monster! Don't worry, even if Wu Zheng is really a monster, he is still a monster of the Qing Dynasty."
Wang Zhiren understood this immediately. Wu Zheng’s implicit meaning was that no matter how changed, it would not affect the interests of Duke Xingguo.
This is an unspeakable tacit understanding and agreement between the two parties.
Wang Zhiren picked up the complicated things in his heart and said seriously: "Since that's the case, I don't object. Wu Zheng, but I have to explain some suggestions to you clearly."
"Duke Xingguo, please speak, Wu Zheng listens with ease."
"Since you have decided not to persuade and support me, then King Lu cannot kill him."
Wu Zheng's face began to become serious.
"Wu Zheng, killing a monarch is a taboo for the ministers. Even Cao Cao would not bother to do it and dare not do it. No matter what, King Lu was the royal family of Zhu. Even if the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, he still represents the Ming Dynasty in the hearts of the people of the world. If you kill him, you will destroy the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of the people of the world. No matter right or wrong, you will definitely become the enemy that the people of the world hate as bones."
Wu Zheng felt a little nervous. He was not stupid. He had thought of this problem, but in his opinion, time was urgent and the two evils were the least.
Keeping Zhu Yihai is like leaving a seed that will rekindle at any time, which will be harmful but not beneficial to the upcoming battle with the Qing Dynasty.
Therefore, Wu Zheng planned to bear this notorious reputation, eliminate the roots, and cut off the thoughts in the hearts of Chinese civil and military officials in the court.
But now, Wu Zheng realized that this matter would not work.
Wang Zhiren cannot pass this level.
Wang Zhiren seemed to be persuading and admonishing, but with the two of them and their current loneliness, many words do not require a rough voice and disgusting to threaten them. They can achieve their goals just like Yan Yuese. Sometimes, Yan Yuese can even be more effective. No fool would think that what Wang Zhiren said at this time was just nonsense.
Moreover, Wu Zheng was as clear as Wang Zhiren's words were reasonable. If you don't kill Zhu Yihai, you can at least maintain the status quo. If you kill him, then Xingwei will clearly distinguish him. All subjects loyal to the Ming Dynasty will regard him as enemies, and even those soldiers who are loyal to him will be disloyal to him.
It is not because these soldiers are loyal to Zhu Yihai, but because the reputation of regicide is too vicious and despised by the world.
Wu Zheng gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and nodded.
"The King of Lu can stay alive, but must be detained and taken seriously!"
Wang Zhiren exhaled lightly and said, "Read! Let him read, read, read with rituals!"
Even though Wu Zheng was depressed, he was also blushed by Wang Zhiren's words.
read?
Let Zhu Yihai study?
OK, let him read.
This problem was immediately "forgotten" by the two.
Wang Zhiren reopened the topic: "What are you going to deal with the civil and military officials in the court?"
Wu Zheng said: "The biggest part is forgiven, a small part is demoted, and the most evil one is killed!"
Wang Zhiren shook his head again and said, "It's not appropriate!"
Wu Zheng frowned, it was boring.
The two seem to be talking and chatting now, but in fact, it is a reciprocal negotiation of interests.
Wang Zhiren refused to retreat in one step, which was so boring.
Chapter completed!