Chapter 896: Just today

The sky gradually faded, and Chen Ao and the guards from the third level of the inner and outer level immediately attracted a lot of attention on the way back to the Auxiliary Government from the palace.

After seeing Chen Ao, these people immediately scattered and reported to the owners of their families.

Chen Ao seemed extremely tired. From the early morning hours to the present, he spent seven hours in court discussions. Every word he said and everything he did seemed to guide the direction of this dynasty in the dark.

When he returned to the Auxiliary Palace, Chen Ao ordered the doorman: "No one will see you. If anyone comes, they will stop you."

The concierge agreed, and Chen Ao also returned to his bedroom to rest without mentioning it.

The night was getting deeper, but there were probably not many people who slept down like arrogance in Bianjing. When the court was dispersed, although the news of Zhao Huan's execution had not been spread for the time being, many people knew about Bianjing City. Zhao Huan's death did not make many people feel regretful or angry. The most urgent task at the moment is the moment of reshuffle.

Although it is close to Jingzhao Mansion, it is very inconspicuous compared to the nearby buildings. No one comes here, which is enough to show that the owners here are insignificant. But today is different. One sedan chair and one carriage gathers from all directions, almost blocking the street corners. The people who came down from the sedan chair and carriage are also extraordinary. Some are instructors and instructors of the martial arts school, some are important officials of the three provinces and six ministries in the court, as well as many great merchants and some great scholars of the times.

Even many generals came from the imperial guards. When they arrived at the gate of the house, someone led them in with lanterns. They entered a brightly lit hall, and someone came to serve tea.

More and more people came, so that they could not even sit in the hall. The people who came later had to stand and wait. These people were all figures from all aspects of Bianjing City, but because of some reason, they gathered together.

Here, there was no official greetings, no chatting and laughing at each other. Everyone held teacups and pretended to drink tea, but most of the tea in the teacup did not even move. Occasionally, a few low coughs or rustling steps added a little bit of anger to the hall.

By midnight, people finally arrived. There were 431 people in total, and the hall was silly and crowded. Even officials like the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, had to stand obediently because they came late.

Fortunately, no one expressed any dissatisfaction, but everyone's face had a heaviness that was breathless.

After a long silence, a man wearing a white Confucian shirt finally came in with his hands behind his back. The man had gray hair and a slightly hunched body, but his eyes had a sharp look at the heart.

The people in the hall gathered over and said, "Hello Mr. Chen."

"Okay, okay..." The person who came was Chen Ji. Chen Ji smiled and kept nodding.

In fact, most of the people here have seen Chen Ji for the first time. Although they knew that there was a person like Chen Ji, they also knew that when the Auxiliary King was not in Bian Jing, there was a hidden force in Bian Jing that was about to move. It was this invisible and intangible force that laid the foundation for the Auxiliary King to enter the capital to maintain the overall situation. However, for most of the people present, they were still confused by this force, only knowing that Chen Ji was involved behind this force, and Chen Ji was the mentor of the Auxiliary King, with a transcendent status. Now that Mr. Chen summoned him, the person who received the post came immediately.

Tonight was a sleepless night. During the day, the Assistant King killed Zhao Huan. Later, the King of Jin refused to enter the palace. When the debate between the eighth son and the nineth son of the emperor, there was too much information that made people difficult to digest.

When Chen Ji summoned the emperor, it must have involved the Auxiliary Emperor. For the people in the hall, his honor and disgrace have already affected everyone's wealth and life.

Chen Ji sat on the chair, looked around, sighed, and said, "Zhao Huan killed the king, and has been killed now. It was a good thing that King Jin ascended the extreme, but His Highness of the King of Jin refused to accept it again and again. It seems that the world in the future should be the eighth son or the ninth son of the emperor."

Although Chen Ji is a scholar, he has no longer spoken in the Jinyiwei after he was in charge of the Jinyiwei. He has too many facts. He does not touch the ground every day, collects countless messages, and has to issue one command after another. Now he has long been accustomed to being straight to the point.

However, the key point was mentioned as soon as I opened my mouth, which made many people in the hall feel a little uncomfortable.

Chen Ji smiled faintly and said, "In the future, no matter whether it is the eighth son or the ninth son of the emperor ascends the throne, it may not be a bad thing for the Song Dynasty, but for you..." Chen Ji's tone became more intense when he said to you. He glanced at everyone's faces and said slowly: "But it may not be a good thing."

The people in the hall whispered in an instant. None of them could get to their level was a good-looking lamp. Chen Ji's words pointed at their key points.

They all have one thing in common, they are all boosting the fire behind Shen Ao, welcome the auxiliary king into the capital, and even killing Zhao Huan, and have more or less part of them. The reason why Chen Ji said this is the key to the problem. No matter what, they are traitors after all. Although their masters are famous, this stain has long been imprinted on them and can never be washed away. It would be fine if King Jin ascended the throne, but what if the eighth son or the nine sons ascended the throne in the future?

Will the emperor believe in a group of people who have killed the king? Will he tolerate these people to control the key points of the court?

It is impossible. No matter how bad Zhao Huan is, he is also an emperor. At least from the emperor's standpoint, this is true. After the new emperor ascends the throne, he will first feel scared because these people can kill the emperor Zhao Huan with the help of the fire. So who can guarantee that there will be one day in the future that these people will seize their own faults and kill themselves?

This is a very serious political stain that will be difficult to clear up in your entire life. The day when the new emperor ascends the throne is the beginning of their destruction.

Although the regent is still there, as long as the regent is still there for one day, they don’t have to be afraid, but this heart is always hanging like this, and it is not a solution after all.

Chen Ji smiled faintly, and saw the fear in everyone's eyes. He couldn't help but smile, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said slowly: "Once the emperor and the ministers change, the emperor's lanterns, and the ministers change one after another. How easy is it to be able to keep them alive? Now that Zhao Huan is dead, you should plan for yourself."

Jiang Min sat in a position in front, wandered for a moment, and said, "Mr. Chen, that's what he said, but..."

Chen Ji interrupted him and said, "But some things need to be done, isn't it?"

Jiang Min couldn't help but smile and said, "The meaning of the palace has been decided. If you want to change it, it's like climbing to heaven. Unless the King of Jin is willing to come out, what can I do?"

Chen Ji smiled slightly, was silent for a long time before saying, "There is still someone who can take charge of the overall situation."

Jiang Min couldn't help asking, "I don't know who it is?"

Chen Ji's eyes flashed and he said lightly: "The King of Auxiliary..."

As soon as the words finished, the hall was silent, and the needles could be heard, and everyone's eyes became dull. Then, someone took a breath and understood what Chen Ji meant.

They themselves are Shen Party. Even if some people may not have a close relationship with Chen Ao, they are definitely Shen Party in the eyes of others and the new emperors in the future. It can be said that their current wealth and life are all maintained by Shen Ao. If Chen Ao can always maintain their power, they will certainly have no worries, but there are really powerful ministers in this world who will stand forever? A few years later, the auxiliary king probably has only two choices, one is to lose, and the other is to become a vassal.

But no matter which one it is, without Chen Ao's protection and the big tree of Chen Ao, what will happen to the people here be? You can predict it just by thinking about it.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the auxiliary government had a huge power. So whether it was Zhao Huan, the eighth son or the nine sons, the only choice was to seize power with Chen Ao. What they wanted was not just a auxiliary government king, but the rights in the hands of those present. For the new emperor, eliminating the foundation of Chen Ao's involvement in military affairs is the most important thing. Therefore, Zhao Huan would choose to abolish the military preparatory school, depose the maritime government, close newspapers and magazines, and change any new emperor would also make this choice; because Chen Ao's rights came from here.

If the maritime government, school, newspaper and magazine are soil, then the flowers and trees they rely on to survive in this soil. If even the soil is gone, can they still survive?

Chen Ji's voice was low and slow, but every word touched their hearts. Chen Ji continued, "Now that the arrow is on the string, how easy is it to get out? The Auxiliary King was deeply grateful to the late emperor and always felt grateful in his heart. Therefore, he could not bear to act. However, the Auxiliary King was ineffective. At the very least, he would have to go to Xixia, Quanzhou and become a vassal king. But have the nobles here never thought that at that time, the fame and fortune that you have studied hard, the family business you have worked hard, and the credit you earned from real swords and guns can still be preserved?"

Chen Ji paused deliberately before continuing: "It's time to go to this point, only by sailing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will retreat. If anyone has any delusions, he will die without a burial. Tonight is the best opportunity. After tonight, what should we do when the raw rice is cooked?"

Someone slapped the table and said, "Mr. Chen is right. Now, there is no way out. The king of the government, the wise and wise, the wise and martial arts, and the prince-consort of the royal family, is not bad for rulers."

Some people started to start, many people started to clamor, and many people blushed. This was a big gamble, and the bet was everyone's life, but their own wealth and life had already been pressed on the gambling table. Only by continuing to gamble can you see the sun.

The teacup in Chen Ji's hand hit the ground with a thud. The hunched old man's eyes emitted a daunting light, saying, "It's today, it's today!"
Chapter completed!