When the officials retreated, they went about their own business.
Qiguan Rang waved his feather fan and complained to Jiang Pengji.
"My lord, you shouldn't have said such things to them. It will make you seem suspicious and heartless. It will be written about in the history books in the future."
For the officials, if the ruler did not trust them from the bottom of his heart, would there be any sense of security?
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Wenzheng, do you think I said something wrong?"
Qiguan Rang said seriously, "My lord, what you said is reasonable, but there are too many people in the world who like to deceive themselves and refuse to face themselves."
Until the critical moment, everyone felt that they were the most loyal and should be rewarded for their loyalty.
When Qiguan Rang was studying in the early years, he discovered that many so-called famous officials did not have much ability — for example, the court officials of Dongqing in the past — but they used their "loyalty" to the ruler in exchange for positions that were unworthy of their abilities. They even brainwashed themselves and swore that they were extremely loyal to the ruler. In the end, when Dongqing collapsed, these people were the fastest to change their allegiance.
The flags that were raised back then were slapped in the face at that moment, but these people did not feel any pain.
That was amazing. What was even more amazing was that his lord snorted at their words and actions. She only stopped short of pointing at their noses and telling them not to do this. How capable you are is how important your job is. Swearing loyalty to her will not even get you a single grain of rice.
"Then let them read. Will I lose a piece of meat?" Regardless of whether he was heartless or hypocritical, he spoke as if she could hear what these people were saying. "A person who has the brains to say such ridiculous things, not to mention the people of the future, even if he is in the present, he doesn't have the right to stand in front of me and say such things to me. So, why should I care about how they bark at me? "
Qiguan Rang was silent for three breaths. He suddenly laughed and waved the feather fan in his hand even more cheerfully.
What attracted him the most about Jiang Pengji?
Not only were their minds connected, but it was also the arrogance and confidence that had not changed since they were young!
To Qiguan Rang, it was far more attractive than a drug PIN to a drug addict.
"Wenzheng, let's discuss something."
Jiang Pengji faintly looked at the fan in his hand and extended four fingers, indicating that Qiguan Rang should recognize that he was a man in his forties. His body was not as strong as when he was young. Could he not hold his precious fan on a snowy day? It was fine to hold the fan, but could he not fan here and there? After so many years, did Qiguan Rang not realize that no one liked to play with him in winter?
Qiguan Rang's smile slowly disappeared.
In the streaming room, Qiguan Rang, Jiang Pengji.
His head could be broken and he would bleed.
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When the garrison general asked, the messenger sent by Jiang Pengji hurriedly explained that it was because the refugees from Beiyuan had caused the people at the border of Dongqing to suffer unspeakably. That was why the current situation was created. He did not have the slightest intention of destroying the friendship between the two countries. He just wanted to seek justice for the victims.
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This level of lying was probably equivalent to pointing out that laundry detergent was a chemical weapon.
If they really wanted to seek justice, why would they need to deploy 250,000 soldiers to poke at their doorstep?
Of course, the defending general did not dare to answer the messenger's question directly. He did not even acknowledge that the refugees were the people of the North Abyss.
The citizens of our Beiyuan Kingdom are generous and righteous. How could we commit such evil acts as burning, killing, looting, and raping the citizens of our neighboring country?
Even if he really smuggled in illegally, he would still be an honest person who knew his place.
The messenger used this as a breakthrough point and started chatting. For example, I heard that the taxes in Beiyuan are very heavy. How much taxes do the people pay every year? Are they still living well after paying so much taxes? Do they have enough to eat and wear? Is the place they live in leaky? I heard from the refugees that the situation in Beiyuan is not very good. Do they need help from the neighboring country? Everyone is doing this for the sake of the people.
Don't stand on ceremony … "The garrison general's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. At first, he could still handle it. Later, he felt that the messenger knew too much!
However, he was the messenger sent by Jiang Pengji. No matter how bad his mouth was, he could not simply kill him.
After chatting about this, the messenger began to care about the garrison general's family situation.
Questions such as …
Which family does Old Tie come from? Oh, so he was born from a commoner's grassroots background. Old Tie is awesome. It's not easy to start from scratch these days. How many people are there in his family? Where are his uncle, aunt, sister-in-law, nephew, and niece now? Old Tie is fighting a war alone. Does he miss them? How's the salary? Is it enough for the family's expenses? If it's not enough, why not consider jumping ship and finding a better job?
The garrison general's face turned green as he listened. It just so happened that the messenger was testing him while stepping on his bottom line. He could not explode even if he wanted to.
Most importantly, when the garrison general was perfunctorily dealing with the messenger, he revealed a lot of personal information.
The messenger had obviously done his homework. He knew that the garrison general had started from scratch and was being oppressed by his superiors who were born from aristocratic families. He knew how much credit had been stolen from him. He even knew that his wife had been ridiculed by other noblewomen in some public places. He knew about the grievances he had suffered all these years!
How could he quickly close the relationship between the two of them?
Of course, it was to accompany him in ridiculing the gossip of the people he hated and be his intimate trash can.
Although the garrison general did not complain to the messenger, he was shaken by the words.
At this time, the messenger did not propose to engage in a shady transaction. Instead, he mentioned a successful example that was similar to the garrison general's starting point. Look at the military generals under Lord Jiang's banner. Some were born from aristocratic families of generals, but most of them were born into commoners. They were not suppressed and their military achievements were taken away.
Seeing that the garrison general did not believe him, the messenger pretended to be surprised and mentioned some "rumors" he had heard.
"I heard that my lord's reputation in Beiyuan is mostly untrue and false. Have you heard of it, general?"
The garrison general was shocked. He broke out in a cold sweat and smiled. "How could that be? Where did the messenger hear these words?"
If he directly confirmed the truth of Beiyuan discrediting Jiang Pengji and admitted that they were the ones who stirred up those messy rumors, Jiang Pengji would directly carry the flag and attack them. What "attacking without a good reason"? Fighting to defend one's dignity? That was sufficient reason enough.
Looking at the history of the predecessors, there was no lack of humiliating the monarch of a country, which then led to the destruction of the country.
Even if the two countries were bound to fight, the garrison general could not let the information be used against them.
The garrison general flatly rejected the idea. The messenger sneered again and again.
After three rounds of wine, the messenger said that he had something to say to the garrison general. He hoped that the garrison general could dismiss his attendants.
The garrison general had a guilty conscience. After hesitating for a while, he agreed.
The messenger took the opportunity to extend an olive branch and promised many generous conditions.
The garrison general absolutely refused.
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