When he came to his senses, his heart was beating wildly, and he was about to bow his head to express his gratitude, but unexpectedly, the other party turned around and went into the house: "Mr. Qin, don't walk around for the next two days, and don't worry about other things. Just bring your wife here and let her stay at my house!"
Qin Huizhi could only bow his head hastily.
The next day, the city of Yanjing was calm, but in the afternoon of that day, the fourth prince of the Jin Dynasty, Wanyan Wushu, suddenly took the initiative to come to see the commander-in-chief Wanyan Nianhan. Nianhan was trying to win over and promote Wushu in order to suppress others, so he naturally welcomed him warmly.
When the two sides met and sat down, Nianhan heard a proposal from Wuzhu that caught him off guard, and he was so shocked that he exclaimed:
"Respect the ruler as the Supreme Emperor and support Anban Bojilie (Wanyan Hela, Wuzhu's nephew, who lost his father at an early age) to ascend the throne?"
"That's right." Wuzhu said sternly. "The current situation is chaotic and people are uneasy because the king suddenly suffered a stroke and is unable to manage affairs... Even you, the Grand Marshal, have attracted a lot of discussion because of this."
"Who is talking about this?" Nianhan smiled awkwardly and twirled his beard.
"Everyone in the world is talking about it!" Wuzhu remained serious. "Not only the Great Jin is talking about it, the Great Song is also talking about it, the upper and lower levels are talking about it, the Zhao Song officials asked the king whether he really had a stroke in court, which is a clear proof! Not only that, these days, I have received letters from my old subordinates in Daming Prefecture and old friends in Liaodong, asking me for details, asking whether the king really had a stroke or was harmed by the Marshal?"
Nianhan sighed and sneered again: "What did the Fourth Prince say?"
"Of course I told the truth..." Wuzhu said calmly. "But so what? When the king had a stroke, we were there, so of course we knew what happened, but we were the only ones who knew. When we returned to Yanjing, the people in the city didn't dare to believe it! Marshal, I don't believe you don't know this, otherwise how could you have locked up Puluhu (Wuqimai's eldest son) and others? You knew in your heart that you would bear this bad reputation whether you did it or not."
"So you want me to just help that kid Hela?" Nianhan said with a smile.
"Hela was originally Anban Bojilie, so it is legal for him to succeed to the throne. Moreover, supporting Hela to succeed to the throne will have three benefits for the Grand Marshal." Wuzhu continued calmly, as if he was well prepared. "One is that Hela is young, and the Grand Marshal can continue to be in power... We don't need to act like the Song people and pretend; the other is that if Hela is promoted, everyone in the world will know that the Grand Marshal has no intention of usurping the throne, and people's hearts will be at ease; the last one is that if Hela is promoted, the king will become the Empress Dowager, and the Grand Marshal will not have to keep Puluhu and others locked up... We are all relatives, why is it necessary to make such a fuss?"
Nianhan was very moved, but he didn't show it on his face. He just asked, "Did Lao Si come up with this idea himself?"
"I detained the young scholar Qin at home and forced him to think of a solution." Wanyan Wushu was not at all panicked.
Nianhan nodded and chuckled, "I was wondering what you meant by bringing Mr. Qin and his wife to your home... Turns out they were waiting here!"
"That……"
"There's no rush for this." Nianhan waved his hand. "Let me think about it for a while."
Wuzhu had no choice but to say goodbye.
After Wuzhu left, Nianhan thought about it and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was the right path. However, at this time, he was inevitably sensitive and suspicious, so he did not sleep well that night. On the second day, he even summoned Wanyan Xiyin and Wanyan Yinshuke, his two right-hand men, to ask questions.
But unexpectedly, one of his two trusted aides felt something was not right, and the other directly opposed it.
"Captain Marshal, the king has suffered a stroke, so it is appropriate to support Anban Bojilie to succeed to the throne. What the Fourth Prince said makes sense, but this kind of thing still requires the king's consent... If the king agrees, then it will be to protect the country. If the king disagrees and you do it directly, that would be called arbitrary dethronement and enthronement, which is inappropriate." Wanyan Xiyin frowned in response.
"How can we agree to this when the king is in that state?" Yin Shuke sneered.
"So what if it's inappropriate?" Nianhan stopped Yin Shuke and they twirled their beards.
"When the new king grows up, he will still quarrel with Marshal Du." Xi Yin was completely helpless.
"How can I care so far?" Nianhan finally sighed. "What about Yin Shuke? What do you think?"
Yin Shuke, who had long been impatient, blurted out: "The Fourth Prince has no good intentions..."
"What do you mean?" Nianhan perked up.
"Hela is Taizu's grandson after all, and Wuzhu's nephew." Yin Shuke shook his head. "If Hela succeeds to the throne, not to mention the three older princes, Taizu's other sons, as well as the Meng'an and Mouke of the Eastern Army, will all gather around the new king and form a group without any grudges. By then, not to mention that the Marshal's plan to promote the Fourth Prince to suppress the others will fail, I'm afraid that before Hela grows up, the Marshal will also suffer a stroke... At that time, we can only come here to serve the Marshal with medicine."
"Nonsense!" Nianhan scolded immediately, but then he began to think seriously. "So, you mean, it's best to just keep going like this?"
"It would be best if the king could stay in bed for ten or eight years!" Yin Shuke ignored Xi Yin's angry eyes and did not hide his own thoughts. "Then if Hela died of illness again, it would be best if Sheyema (Nianhan's eldest son) was directly appointed as Anban Bojilie."
"You are talking more and more nonsense..." Nianhan immediately scolded again, but shook his head helplessly. "The key point now is that no matter what, Lao Si's people are going to frame Hela. They came here yesterday to talk about it, which is considered to be the most righteous... Lao Si is a capable person."
Wanyan Xiyin and Yin Shu were silent...it was obvious that they also felt that Wanyan Wushu was becoming more and more mature.
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