Chapter 1302 Successor
Although he has not yet unified the world and is surrounded by powerful enemies, Sun Quan seems to no longer care. He seems eager to clean up the interior.
Forcing ministers to stand in line, tempting ministers to oppose each other, and even forcing the death of the pillars of the country.
Coupled with Wu Guo’s consistent performance.
Feng Da Sima expressed doubts about how enterprising Sun Da Emperor could be.
Even if there is, after this wave of large-scale purges, Feng Da Sima is even more doubtful about what the Wu State, which does not have much offensive capabilities, will eventually become.
"Among the three kingdoms, Wu is the weakest. If Sun Quan is really unfortunate enough to be betrayed by Alang, then this move is tantamount to him voluntarily withdrawing from the world war."
Mrs. You thought about it. Although she didn't dare to believe it, Alang's guess was probably the best explanation for Sun Quan's abnormal behavior.
I heard Feng Da Sima sneer:
“In the past, when Zhou Yu and Lu Su commanded the army, Jiangdong could be considered as taking a global view and forging ahead with determination.”
“After Lu Meng succeeded Lu Su as the governor, Jiangdong was already short-sighted!”
You want to ensure the safety of Jiangdong and need to control the upper reaches, no problem.
In order to control the upper reaches, there is no problem in backstabbing your allies.
The problem lies in choosing the wrong time.
Backstabbed his allies, captured Nanjun, seemingly controlled the upper reaches, and ensured the safety of Jiangdong.
In fact, he almost pushed himself into a place of eternal destruction.
Liu Bei is not happy to help you share the pressure of Wei State in Jingzhou, but insists on going into battle in person.
After getting it, he realized that he couldn't bear it at all, and hurriedly asked Liu Cao for mercy and peace. How is this different from the rats?
That is to say, I met Cao Pi, the innocent second generation ancestor, and I was lucky enough to get through.
If Cao Ren's wife had died two years later, how would Sun Quan have any chance of being crowned King of Wei and Wu?
The Great Wei Rat King is almost the same.
Lü Meng took Jingzhou, not only to divide his troops to guard the east and west, but also to disperse the troops in Jiangdong.
Moreover, Jingzhou has Wei in the north and Shu in the west, making it a place of four battles.
When Liu Bei was angry and raised an army, Cao Pi, the second generation ancestor, listened to half of Liu Ye's plan and took the opportunity to sneak attack from the north.
It may be too exaggerated to destroy Wu in ten days, but three months is enough.
The attack on Jingzhou was a great tactical success, but it could not cover up the strategic failure.
Because of this move, he also cut off the hope of fighting for the world with his allies, and he could only die slowly—if a certain country turtle did not illegally cross over and use the dragon-slaying technique to reduce the dimensionality of the attack.
This is not short-sighted, what is it?
“The Prime Minister once said that Sun Quan’s intelligence was not good enough, so he could only rely on Jiang to protect himself. But in my opinion, now that he is old and has lost his vigor, I am afraid he has resigned himself to his fate.”
Although I don’t know whether what Feng Da Sima said is true.
But if the Wu people really give up their ambition to compete for the world, it will definitely be a good thing.
Even if he didn't hit the mark, Sun Quan's abnormal behavior would probably cause trouble to the state of Wu for a while.
A Wu state that actively weakens itself is a good ally.
The right lady put the letter away with satisfaction, put it in her sleeve pocket, and then said:
"It looks like the wedding will be held in two days, and I will go into the palace to get together with my sister."
She was saying hello in advance and wanted to talk to the queen about this matter.
Obviously, Mrs. Right said earlier that she thought there was something in Feng Da Sima's words, but she actually didn't understand it.
Then, she glanced at Feng Da Sima and warned:
“On that day, remember to drink less, so you don’t smell like drunk again.”
"Oh, can you blame me?" Feng Da Sima clicked his tongue, "Well, at the big court meeting, His Majesty will give you a banquet, how can anyone not drink?"
In the first month of every year, congratulations are given to the great dynasty.
On this day, you have to get up in the middle of the night to prepare, and then go to Weiyang Palace to congratulate the emperor on the New Year.
This New Year's greeting is not just about saying some nice things to Fatty Liu with a mouth.
Have to carry New Year’s gifts!
That's right, at the imperial court, when paying New Year's greetings to the emperor, you have to give gifts.
The duke and marquis will give jade bis; if the price exceeds 2,000 shi, a lamb will be given; if the number is 1,000 shi or 600 shi, a wild goose will be given; if the price is less than 400 shi, a pheasant will be given.
When the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was here, he only paid attention to the Northern Expedition. In addition, the country was not strong yet, so everything was kept simple.
It’s different now, it’s back to the old capital.
This etiquette system should also be on the right track.
Anyway, big men are rich now, with tens of millions of horses, cattle and sheep. If they win two thousand dan, they will only get a lamb. Basically, it is just for good luck.
And His Majesty did not receive the gift in vain, he would entertain all the ministers who came to congratulate him at a banquet:
Sikong serves soup, the chief minister serves rice, and plays the music of eating.
Hundred officials were given banquets and had a great time.
But the question is...why did the Duke and Marquis give the jade?
Moreover, jade bis are given in pairs. How many lambs can a pair of good jade bis buy?
When Feng Pingcheng County Marquis thought of this, he cursed a little.
The emperor is rich all over the world, why should he, a minister, give such a big gift?
Other marquises can give ordinary jade bis, but only Feng Pingcheng County Marquis cannot.
After all, he is the emperor’s brother-in-law.
Most importantly, who in the world doesn’t know Hou Pingkong of Fengping County’s ability to make money?
Can I give the same thing as others?
So Feng always feels that:
Fatty Liu would treat guests to the palace banquet at the Great Court, and treat those who did not have a title to a palace banquet, but the money would be paid by people above the marquis level.
“It’s not that I don’t want you to drink, I just want you to drink less.”
After all, it was a meeting of the imperial court, and my Alang was the Grand Sima, the most important minister in the court. It was impossible not to drink.
"After so many years, don't you know me? I'm not a drinker." Feng Da Sima sighed, "How many people want to come over to toast me?"
The right lady snorted and said, "You are the Grand Sima. Apart from His Majesty and those senators, who can force you to drink?"
To put it bluntly, even if the senior ministers say that they don’t want to drink it, they may not dare to let him drink it.
Liu Yan, now he is the number one in the court, and he is also a clan member. Is his status enough?
You asked him to force Alang to drink?
“Okay, okay, I’ll pay attention.”
Feng Dashima was too lazy to argue with her about this, "Don't worry, you won't drink too much."
However, when things came to a close, Feng Da Sima broke his promise.
After the Great Court Meeting, it was already turning west. On the first day of the sixth year of Yanxi's reign, Feng Da Sima was so drunk that he was sent out of the palace by his brother-in-law.
“Da Sima?”
The servants guarding outside the palace rushed to welcome him and supported Feng Da Sima.
"fine."
Feng Da Sima opened his eyes, glanced at the small yellow door where the chariot was escorting him out, and said softly:
“I’d like to help you all, my servants.”
“Don’t dare, it’s a small man’s honor to be able to serve Da Sima!”
Xiao Huangmen, who took the lead, bowed slightly, with a flattered smile on his face.
Whether it’s true or not, it always makes people feel comfortable.
Another servant took Xiao Huangmen’s hand with a wink and thanked him profusely.
At the same time, several bills slipped into the other party's hands without leaving any trace.
Xiao Huangmen became even more happy and smiling.
Any errand related to Da Sima is always a good errand.
When the people in the palace heard that he was doing something for Da Sima, they ran as fast as they could.
Some people run fast, and those who run slowly will naturally run slowly.
Xiao Huangmen glanced quickly at another carriage not far away that looked a little shabby.
Compared to the great Sima, the general is really stingy and will not give up a single reward.
Not wanting to look at the general's carriage any longer, Xiao Huangmen bowed to Feng Da Sima again and smiled along with him:
"Da Sima has drunk wine. Please walk more slowly on the road to dispel the smell of alcohol and sober up."
“Thank you for reminding me, please come back, chamberlain.”
“The little man won’t bother Da Sima anymore.”
Xiaohuangmen led the people back, and inadvertently turned around, and saw the general's servants talking to Da Sima who was about to board the carriage.
Then Da Sima gave up getting on his own car and walked towards the general's car.
“I have met Mr. Jiang.”
Feng Dashima, who was helped into the car by his servants, exhaled a strong breath of alcohol, leaned weakly on the carriage, and smiled bitterly at Jiang Wan:
“I am weak after drinking, and I am extremely rude. I hope Mr. Jiang will forgive me.”
Jiang Wan was wrapped in a slightly faded down jacket and sat opposite. Between the two of them, there was a small stove burning smokeless charcoal.
This smokeless charcoal should be a reward from the palace.
The red charcoal made the carriage quite warm.
“It would be rude of me to invite Da Sima over.”
Jiang Wan said something, then covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
Feng Dashima reached out and opened the car window on his side halfway to let in the fresh air from outside, and reminded:
"Mr. Jiang, this fine charcoal looks smokeless, but in fact it just has less smoke. Especially in a small place like a car, you should pay more attention to avoid being poisoned by charcoal."
As he spoke, he looked inside the car again and sighed slightly:
“Mr. Jiang really should change to a better car. This car is so shabby both inside and outside.”
“Those who know, admire Mr. Jiang’s character. Those who don’t know, think that we Han people are so poor that even the generals can only ride in such a carriage.”
Jiang Wan pointed at Feng Da Sima and smiled, shook his head and refused:
“This car is very good and there is no need to replace it.”
Then he raised his head slightly, with a slight sigh on his face:
“It’s good to be able to ride in a carriage now. I still remember when we were in Shu, where were the carriages? They were all ox-carts, and some were deer-carts.”
"Who would have thought," the sigh on Jiang Wan's face was replaced by a smile, "that one day we would be able to ride a carriage and travel freely on the streets of Chang'an City."
Speaking of this, Jiang Wan said seriously to Feng Da Sima: "Speaking of which, I really want to thank Da Sima."
“Hey, Mr. Jiang, what are you talking about?” Feng Da Sima was half awake from the fright. He waved his hands quickly, “This is the result of the joint efforts of His Majesty and the loyal and righteous men of the Han Dynasty. How can you say you are thanking me?”
"Hahaha!" Jiang Wan laughed, "I mean, you went out of your way to hold off my drink in the palace hall today. I want to thank you very much."
Feng Da Sima breathed a sigh of relief and leaned softly against the carriage again:
“It turned out that Mr. Jiang was teasing me and scared me.”
"Mr. Jiang has been in poor health for the past two years. Even the doctor has told him to drink less. I am a backward man and have to stop drinking for Mr. Jiang. That is what I should do."
The Great Sima, the Great General, records affairs with the Minister, and is also the head of the ministers.
At a grand banquet such as the Great Court Meeting, it would be too disappointing if one of the two drinks less and the other does not drink.
In order not to disappoint everyone, Feng Da Sima naturally had to stand up.
Can't Jiang Wan drag his sick body to fight in bars?
“My body is getting worse and worse.”
Jiang Wan said with some emotion, "Last winter, I got sick again. If I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive for long."
“Mr. Jiang, don’t think about whether these things are available or not. Take good care of your body and you will get better.”
Feng Dashima said, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
Although he was recording the affairs of the minister, most of the affairs of the minister's desk were left to Jiang Wan.
As the Han Dynasty continued to regain its old places, state affairs became more and more busy and complicated.
The burden of being a minister is much heavier than when he was confined to a corner of Shu.
So Jiang Wan is naturally more tired than when he was in Shu.
It’s just that Feng couldn’t rush to help. After all, the current division of labor is a tacit understanding reached by everyone over the years.
"I know my body better than anyone else, so there is no need for Da Sima to comfort me."
Jiang Wan coughed a few more times before continuing:
"The most important thing to do in charge of the country at the Chancellery is the most important thing. If I am sick and occupy the position again, I am afraid that I will miss the important national affairs. Therefore, I would like to discuss something with the Grand Sima today."
When Feng Da Sima heard this, he quickly sat up straight:
“Mr. Jiang, please tell me.”
"Fei Wenwei (Fei Yi) is honest and honest. He has made no mistakes in the past few years since he became the minister. He has followed the rules of the prime minister in many things and can be entrusted with important responsibilities."
A gust of cold wind blew in from the open window, making Jiang Wan wrap herself up in a down jacket:
"If I have any inconvenience in the future, Fei Wenwei can take over the affairs of the Chancellery for me. What does the Grand Sima think?"
Hearing this, Feng Da Sima couldn't help but look at Jiang Wan seriously.
But seeing that Jiang Wan's face was thin and slightly sick, he knew that Jiang Wan was arranging a successor.
I don’t remember when Jiang Wan disappeared in history.
But Feng Da Sima knew that Fei Yi was indeed Jiang Wan's successor.
He nodded:
"Although I record the affairs of the minister, Mr. Jiang has always been responsible for the affairs of the minister's station, and I am lazy. Therefore, Jiang Gong must know more about the affairs of the minister's station than me."
“Besides, Fei Wenwei has been helping Duke Jiang handle political affairs at the Shangshutai for these years. Since Duke Jiang praised him so much, I think he must be something special.”
Jiang Wan seemed extremely happy to see Da Sima like this.
The originally pale sick face was slightly flushed.
“The Great Sima trusts the Chancellor and delegates power to the Chancellor. That’s because the Great Sima is open-minded and magnanimous.”
"But I and others have to know how to advance and retreat. Naturally, this kind of thing requires the consent of the Grand Sima."
Perhaps he was a little excited, Jiang Wan said so much in one breath, couldn't help but cough twice, and then continued:
“After the Great Court Meeting, I’m afraid many disciples and colleagues will come to congratulate me at Grand Sima’s Mansion. Ordinary people may not be able to enter Grand Sima’s Mansion during this period.”
“I’m here to take advantage of my age and be shameless to help Fei Wenwei get a door sticker, can you?”
Feng Da Sima laughed:
“Chiang Kai-shek has spoken out, not to mention just one sheet, but ten or twenty, that’s fine.”
“Then thank you so much, Da Sima.”
“Mr. Jiang has promoted talents for the country, why do you want to thank me?”
Fengda Sima waved his hand, "Actually, I want to thank Mr. Jiang. I want to carry out the Prime Minister's ambition. Without Mr. Jiang's support, I am afraid it will be difficult every step of the way."
Jiang Wan's promotion of Fei Yi can only mean one thing. The political structure of the Han Dynasty will not change for a long time in the future.
Working together to annihilate the bandits and rejuvenate the Han Dynasty will still be the consensus of everyone in the Han Dynasty in the future - including Fatty Liu.
（Adou：???）
Jiang Wan does not want this to change.
Feng never hopes to change.
Most of the people in the court didn't want to change either.
“Da Sima asked me not to say thank you, so why should Da Sima himself say thank you?”
Jiang Wan stretched out his slightly withered hand and said, "Get rid of the traitors, revive the Han Dynasty, and return the old capital."
Feng Da Sima also stretched out his hand and gave Jiang Wan a light blow:
“Get rid of the traitors, revive the Han Dynasty, and return the old capital.”
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The two countries of Han and Wu were quietly preparing for the exchange of power.
(End of this chapter)