Aspirations for Nation and Beauty: Verse 62 7 Everyone
Of course, there is another version of the rumor that the son of the Linghu family was found out because he was having an affair with the concubine of the elders, so in a hurry, he murdered him and silenced him. . In short, all that surrounds this son of the Linghu family is the halo of corrupting the family style.
And Wufeng also knows that there are countless incidents of adultery, incest, and lewdness like this among the aristocratic families, and they are not really news at all. The only reason why the matter has become so big is that it has seen the light, and it may still be known to outsiders, so the family has no choice but to deal with it severely.
"Linghu, the past is over. I don't want to inquire about my private life, but as a senior official in my Northwest, especially a senior official in a key department, your background must be kept on file in the Security Bureau. , Now the Duhufu is about to be established, and you are the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, but the column of birth and resume is always blank in the files of the Security Bureau, which is not in compliance with the rules, so I must tell you." Qingbai, in a trance, Wufeng was also a little worried, he had never seen this kind of situation with his subordinates, probably this incident greatly stimulated Linghu Yi, who was still very young at the time, that's why he had such a reaction, It seemed that I had to give him a slap in the face and make him wake up.
"Enough! Linghu Yi, look at your appearance, how can you look like the director of our military intelligence bureau?! Isn't it a woman? Women are like clothes, brothers are like brothers and feet, you didn't hear this sentence Ever? Became so lost because of a woman, I really didn’t expect that I would choose a trash like you to be my military intelligence chief!” His tone suddenly changed, and Wufeng snapped angrily: “I don’t care what you have before What kind of experience, to my Northwest, as long as you are faithful, as long as you have the ability, I don’t care about anything else, not to mention those things that happened many years ago when Chen Guzi rotted sesame seeds! If you have the ability to make a big career and return to your hometown, let you make me happy. The people of the Fox family can only look up at you with admiration and admiration, then they are truly a man! Please remember one thing, history is written for the successful, as long as you are successful, no matter what you have done before, you can do it Write it off!"
Seeing that Linghu Yi's face was panicked and gradually became enlightened under his scolding, Wu Feng felt relieved and continued to enlighten: "As long as you succeed, all public opinion will revolve around your baton! Greedy and lustful can be called amorous, cruel and violent can be regarded as heroic and domineering, domineering and stubborn can be regarded as resolute and resolute, seeing the wind and steering the rudder can be regarded as judging the situation, right and wrong in this world cannot be said to be completely determined by successful people Decided, but the little **** like yours is not worth mentioning at all!"
"Linghu, I am very optimistic about you. I hope your mind will not be entangled in these trivial matters. Jiangnan will be in my pocket sooner or later. When the time comes, those aristocratic families will bow their heads obediently and wait in front of us." We call the shots, no one will remember what happened ten years ago, I guarantee they will be more forgetful than anyone!"
Wufeng's enlightenment made Linghu Yi tearful from the bottom of his heart, and his wild and domineering words wiped away all the knots in Linghu Yi's heart. He could only kneel down on the ground, choking with sobs.
"Okay, stand up for me, I, Li Wufeng, don't need someone who can only kowtow, I don't want to say anything else, let me put everything away from the past, now you are a brand new Linghuyi, Xijiang Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Duhu Mansion! No one can influence you or change you!" Seeing Linghuyi standing up and gradually returning to his usual calm image, Wufeng was determined: "Give me a close look at the Maqihan people. Sanjiang's actions, I guess they won't be dormant for too long! In addition, I need to figure out where the relationship between Situ Biao and Cheng Dayou has reached! Go, there are more big things waiting for you Do it, don't be affected by what has passed!"
After seeing Linghuyi's standing figure disappearing at the end of the path, Wufeng turned his gaze away. Solving Linghu Yi's heart disease, Wu Feng felt a lot more relaxed. Damn Diao Su, he should let him go, and hold on to this handle. Could it be that he really let himself give up a rare thing for the sake of life? general? ! What is a woman, no matter whether he is playing with the elders or whoever, it is already a thing of the past, let him pass the past.
Everything returned to calm again, Wufeng let out a long breath and walked alone. The Sanjiang issue has always been like a needle stuck in his heart, but now he seems to be powerless. Although Wang Zongxi used the reform of the selection of officials to win the hearts of the people, it does not mean that Tiannan can rest assured. Now, if Sanjiang is really occupied by the Machihans, how should I deal with it?
Although it is midsummer, the sun outside the mountains is like fire, but the depths of Yandang are full of coolness. Those who can't feel the power of the scorching sun even need to add a coat to drive away the coolness of the vest.
Surrounding the lake are emerald greens, green eyes, waves as flat as a mirror, and the boat as fixed, standing quietly in the middle of the lake. The figures of the crowd. On such a beautiful day, it should be accompanied by beautiful women and good wine, but apart from a few pots of tea, there is only one woman in the middle cabin of Nuo Da, and judging by the posture, this glamorous woman in her mid-mature does not seem to be like a person in the world .
A small boat flew like an arrow and pierced the calm lake. , the cabin door was tightly closed immediately, and those who received people also held their knives by their swords, standing at the bow of the boat and watching the lake around the boat vigilantly. In the distance, several small boats surrounded the painting boat in a ring shape. Obviously, there seemed to be some important party going on on the painting boat.
"Come on, come on, Brother Su, what's the delay? You're late, you should have been punished with wine, but this is a tea party, and we can only use tea instead of wine." The curtain rolled up , Two middle-aged men with similar faces entered the middle cabin, cupped their fists and expressed apology: "Brothers, it is really because there are so many trivial matters and the need to avoid eyes and ears, so I have delayed some time."
When everyone in the cabin met the two of them, they greeted each other for a while, and the chattering ended after a while, and the cabin gradually calmed down.
"Okay, everyone is here. Today is probably the first time in several years that the Seven Great Families of Jiangnan have gathered together. Apart from the leaders of the Seven Great Families, there is only Master Liao here. I am not an outsider, and I have no distinction with the seven of us. Over the years, the seven of us have all relied on Mr. Liao to maintain the current situation. Here, there is only one purpose, and that is for everyone to talk about our current situation and what should we do now?" The speaker had no beard, a pair of small eyes flashing brightly, was dressed in a green shirt, and a lake silk satin folding fan swayed slightly. Embroidered on the surface is an exquisite picture of spring sparrows playing on branches, and you can tell at a glance that it is the authentic work of Zhao Meng, a master of the Jiangnan School of painting in this dynasty.
"Brother Wen, the status quo is almost the same for everyone. We have paid what we should pay, and we have given what we shouldn't. I don't think we need to say more, heh heh, man is a sword, I am a fish, we Everyone is the same, not all have to suffer, what else can we do? Why don’t we rise up and rebel?” The yin and yang strange words came from a short man sitting at the southernmost end, peeling the lychee lightly, probably because he rarely It seems a bit clumsy to peel it by hand.
"Brother Murong, I'm afraid that each situation is a bit different, right? You just gave me a little more money? Anyway, your business is so lucrative that you can afford it. We are different, we all earn every cent Here, in addition to the normal tax increase a lot~IndoMTL.com~ Today's defense tax, tomorrow's war reserve likin, and the day after tomorrow is military service tax. This is a different way to collect money. Our family can't support it even if we have mountains of gold and silver Get up." The one who spoke to the short man was a stocky man huddled in a corner, dressed in homespun clothes, with a thick linen belt tied around his waist, his face was a bit blurred due to the light, and he was just wearing Among the gentry dressed in brocade clothes in the cabin, they looked a little dazzling.
"Boss Zhou, what do you mean by that? What's wrong with me being a slave trader? That's allowed by the imperial law. Could it be that your salt trade is very clean? What a joke!" The man called Brother Murong obviously A little angry, and a little rushed when speaking.
"You two, what are we here for today? Could it be that we are listening to the dispute between the two of you? If the two of you can argue for a while to solve the problem, then it doesn't matter if we listen to it. It's just that this endless taxation The layers are pulled down one by one, but the business is getting more and more sluggish, I'm afraid we can't stand such a toss in any business." The deep voice came from a crooked old man sitting with his back to the north, and bursts of blue smoke sprayed from his nostrils. He went out, but his eyes seemed to be on the rippling lake outside the window, "If this battle is really going to be fought, the foundation accumulated by our generations will be completely destroyed."
"Mr. Qian, what do you mean...?" A middle-aged gentleman beside him quickly picked up the conversation and asked.
"If I can make up my mind, I don't need you to sit here and think hard. It's just that the situation is compelling. If we don't make preparations early, how many of the seven Jiangnan families will be left?" Sighing, the old man put down the pipe in his hand, tapped twice on the special wooden frame beside him, and took it back.