Zhao Xun frowned and said, "It's hard to say whether this is true or not. Even if Song Guanhai really does have the secret memorials, as long as we don't hand them over to the scribes, what can we do with them? If we bring them into the coffin one day, it's even more hopeless. This Old Man Song will definitely be able to let His Majesty write the inscription on the tombstone after his death. "
Lu Xu said calmly, "Based on Song Guanhai's character, it must be true. As for whether he will hand them over to the scribes after his death, considering the good fortune of his descendants, even if he is old and muddle-headed, his son Song Zhiqiu will stop him. But … "
Zhao Xun said impatiently, "Tell me, tell me."
Lu Xu, who had no intention of keeping them in suspense, paused.
Zhao Xun hurriedly apologized with a smile. "I was too impatient."
Lu Xu said, "When people are approaching old age, especially when they know that they are still alive, some powerful people who have no foresight and no worries will often make some mistakes that can be big or small. Even if Song Zhiqiu wants to patch it up, it's not watertight. We just need to wait until Song Guanhai passes away and strike while the iron is hot. We can use the spies in the Song residence to deliberately leak this information to a certain power in the capital that is hostile to the Song family. If there are no dead soldiers or spies, it's fine. Groundless rumors and slanders are just as reliable. The capital has no shortage of people who make groundless accusations. But there is one thing that is extremely important. The news must be passed quickly and reach the Emperor's ears as soon as possible. We must not give the Song family the time to destroy the copies of the memorials. If they were quickly destroyed, then if they wanted to overthrow Song Guanhai, they would have to let the Prince of Jingan's Estate take the lead and instruct someone to gather 342 memorials and spread them throughout the capital. However, this way, you would inevitably be implicated, which would not be wise. We can't underestimate the intelligence of His Majesty's spies and the keen senses of those old people in the officialdom. Also, Prince Jingan, please keep in mind that Song Guanhai is the Eldest Imperial Prince and the Fourth Imperial Prince's benevolent teacher. Although you've met them once in the capital and you seem to have a good impression of each other, the disadvantages far outweigh the advantages. If there was no need for King of Jing An to personally deal with the Song Clan's disaster, and if there were no traces left behind, then they could tarnish their own reputation by faking the leak of a copy of the memorial, saying that it was all because of you. This way, you can completely remove yourself from the capital's officialdom and temporarily distance yourself from the two princes. Furthermore, you don't have to worry about His Majesty becoming suspicious of you. After all, he is not an ignorant and mediocre ruler. Instead, he will only place more trust in you. This is the right path for Xiang Fan and you, the Administrator. "
King of Jing An, Zhao Xun, mulled over it carefully and nodded repeatedly.
However, Zhao Xun immediately asked, "Can this small matter really topple the Song family?"
Lu Xu smelled the unique fragrance of the autumn rice paddies and a smile finally appeared on his face. "When acting in the officialdom, one can't go overboard. It's the same principle as stewing old duck soup. Slowly stewing it will bring out the flavor, but if it's too long, it will lose its flavor. The Song family's scholarship is good, but as an official, they are far inferior to Grand Secretary Zhang, Chancellor Huan, and the others. Compared to West Chu's Grand Preceptor Sun, they are far inferior. Also, since ancient times, the requirements for writing are great, but the requirements for getting to the point are small. Don't look down on this kind of small matter. What truly made the Song family fall from glory is precisely this kind of small matter. Officials who reach the pinnacle of glory are always accompanied by fortune and misfortune. Song Guanhai is not Xu Xiao, nor is he Gu Jiantang, nor is he Zhang Julu, who seems domineering and eccentric, but actually has an incomparably deep foundation. The Song family, which has only been rich for three generations, has lost its foundation and is frivolous. It seems that the family is full of glory, but Song Guanhai has made too many enemies, so it is very difficult for them to maintain their integrity in their later years. Song Zhiqiu is the Right Chancellor of the Imperial College, Song Keli's Little Yellow Sect. Once disaster befalls them, those students who call themselves the Song Sect's lackeys will mostly rush home to pick up their brushes and change sides. Not willing to hit someone when they are down can already be considered outstanding. King of Jing An, you can choose to make a move after Song Guanhai's death, or you can make a move when Song Guanhai is seriously ill. If it's the latter, you can probably anger and scare This Old Man to death. "
Zhao Xun fell back, lying down on the ridge of the field. He crossed his legs and looked at the sky with narrowed eyes. "Then what will happen to Song Zhiqiu and Song Keli?"
Lu Xu replied, "Let's see how they will deal with it. They will bring a bramble and ask for punishment. Even if they don't acknowledge their father and acknowledge the imperial court, there is still hope for them to make a comeback. If filial piety is the most important thing, or even a little bit of extravagant hope of being both loyal and filial, then they will die in poverty. "
Zhao Xun was speechless.
Lu Xu was also silent. He grabbed a handful of soil.
Zhao Xun suddenly sat up and asked with a smile, "Where did you learn all these things?"
Lu Xu said self-deprecatingly, "I was blind and had nothing to do, so I could only blindly think about some things."
Zhao Xun stretched lazily. "Do you think that old duck soup is really delicious? When we go back, I'll ask everyone in the residence to make two cups for you. "
Lu Xu nodded and said, "As long as you don't deduct my salary."
Zhao Xun, who had taken note of the matter of making the soup, patted his butt and stood up. Lu Xu gently put down the handful of soil in his hand and stood up as well. He said softly, "That woman's background is unknown. I hope that King of Jing An won't get too involved with her. It's fine as long as you don't fall in love with her."
Zhao Xun said sternly, "How dare you!"
Lu Xu smiled but did not say anything.
They were in a deadlock.
Zhao Xun's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Lu Xu's arm and said sincerely, "I've been waiting for you to say this! I know that in Xiang Fan, only you are sincere to me. How can Zhao Xun not know? Lu Xu, I hope that in the future, when I take the wrong path, please be frank with me. "
"I'm just a blind man who can't take the imperial examinations and can't be an official. As long as King of Jing An is willing to tell me, I will tell you everything I know."
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