Søren looked at the stubborn and handsome middle-aged face of Yan Wuzhi and sighed softly in his heart.
Although he criticized Yan Wuzhi to the point that he was useless, he had a very high evaluation of this person in his heart.
This was a person whose strengths and weaknesses were very obvious. His talent in internal affairs was unparalleled, and he had a deep understanding of human nature. He knew how to use people well, and he was upright and resolute.
His weakness was his lack of emotional intelligence, and he was arrogant and self-opinionated.
Although he was only the Chief Clerk of the Governor's Office of the Southeast Province, he was arrogant. He didn't even care about his elder brother, Yan Wuji.
A talent like this needed a very tough person to suppress him, and to be bold enough to give him power, to protect him and let him go on a rampage.
The previous Duke of Meng Wei could barely be considered such a person. He was broad-minded and had a strong background. He could hand over the internal affairs of the entire Southeast Province to Yan Wuzhi.
But even so, Yan Wuzhi didn't think much of Duke of Meng Wei. He felt that he was just born with a good background and had no ability.
Duke of Meng Wei was beheaded by Søren. Yan Wuzhi only felt that it was a pity, but that was all. He didn't feel very sad.
In his opinion, the Southeast Province was just a springboard for Yan Wuzhi. Duke of Meng Wei was just a collaborator, far from being the ruler.
But Søren was different. He had his current position completely by killing his way out from nothing. In less than two years, he had beaten Zhi Li to a pulp.
Therefore, rather than saying that Gui Xingfu had taken a liking to Yan Wuzhi, it was better to say that Yan Wuzhi had taken a liking to Søren.
Yan Tingyi was an idiot. He was just a loyal dog of Prime Minister Yan Wuji.
And Yan Wuzhi had been proud and arrogant since he was young. He had great ambitions and wanted to do great things.
But because of his lineage, he had to submit to Yan Wuji since he was young. In the future, he would have to submit to his nephew, Yan Tinglu.
How could he be willing? But in the Speech Group, he would never be able to make a name for himself. His greatest future in this life was to enter the Cabinet to protect his nephew, Yan Tinglu. There would never be a place for him in the Zhi Li Group.
Therefore, Søren was Yan Wuzhi's only chance.
However, the more anxious he was, the more he had to put on a high profile and let Søren treat him as a teacher, ensuring a relatively equal cooperative relationship between the two.
From Yan Wuzhi's point of view, the future Queen of Jung Yeon would not care about anything, Søren would be in charge of the kingdom's military affairs as the regent, and Yan Wuzhi would be in charge of the kingdom's internal affairs as the prime minister of the kingdom. He and Søren, one in the civil field, the other in the military. As the two carriages of the kingdom, they had equal authority.
He also had a deep understanding of that saying: Strive for unity through struggle, and unity will exist. If you seek unity through compromise, unity will perish.
Therefore, he could not wait to give Søren a show of strength.
However, he did not expect that with a few slaps from Søren, his face was immediately torn apart, and even his waist was almost broken.
The official group of the Southeast Province that he had boasted of managing was like an iron bucket, but in less than a quarter of an hour, Søren had beaten it into a mess. All the officials had changed sides, and he had become a loner.
What was even more shocking was that when Søren killed Ding Meng and Qin Shizhong, he had a deep understanding and analysis of human nature, as well as the words he had said to him at the end. All of them showed that whether it was looking at people or understanding of the general situation, Søren was far better than him.
In particular, Søren's vision and height of the situation were much deeper and higher than his. This was a huge blow to a proud genius like him.
Therefore, at this time, Yan Wuzhi really seemed to have his spine pulled out, and his waist bent.
…
"I won't kill you. Go back, go back to Royal City." Søren waved his hand at Yan Wuzhi.
Yan Wuzhi trembled, and opened his mouth to say something, but stopped.
Go back? Go back to the Yan clan?
Of course, after returning to Royal City, he would certainly have a good position. It could be an important official in Royal City, or he could be transferred to another province to be the Governor's Office's Chief Historian.
However, from now on, he was destined to rely on his elder brother Yan Wuji, and would never be able to act independently for the rest of his life.
He had managed the Southeast Province for seven or eight years, and all of his business was here. How could he be willing to leave like this?
But now, he was really unwilling to kneel down and swear loyalty to Søren.
And in his view, Søren did not have any talent in his hands that could be the Governor's Office's Chief Historian of the Southeast Province. Not a single one!
"Go and bring Gui Xingfu here." Søren waved his hand.
"Yes!" One of the warriors replied.
Soon, Gui Xingfu was brought to the front of the hall. He knelt down and kowtowed, "This old slave, Gui Xingfu, pays his respects to the Governor."
Søren smiled, "Gui Xingfu, you've messed up."
Gui Xingfu kowtowed, "This old slave is guilty, please punish me, my Lord!"
This old tortoise was really amazing. His skin was boundlessly thick. At this time, he actually shouted the word 'Lord'.
Søren said, "The Governor's Office's Chief Historian is generally appointed by the cabinet, the Governor, or perhaps by His Majesty the King?"
According to the kingdom's laws, the Governor's Office's Chief Historian was completely under the Governor's command, and was completely appointed by the Governor.
But with the development of the kingdom's politics, the Chief Historian gradually became an official position used by the King and the Cabinet to check and balance the Governor, becoming the highest civil official in a province.
But at least in name, he was still an official under the Governor and could make decisions with a word.
Gui Xingfu was very cunning. As soon as Søren opened his mouth, he immediately knew what he meant and immediately said, "The Chief Historian is an official under the Governor. Of course, it is the Governor who makes decisions with a word!"
Søren said, "Alright, from today onwards, you will temporarily be the Chief Historian of the Governor's Office!"
Gui Xingfu kowtowed heavily, "This old slave understands. Many thanks for the Lord's nurturing!"
At this time, Yan Wuzhi's face was pale and his whole body was cold.
He originally wanted to be reserved and wait for Søren to take the initiative to appoint him. He didn't expect that Søren would directly appoint Gui Xingfu as the Governor's Office's Chief Historian.
In the past, Gui Xingfu, as a vassal of the kingdom, couldn't be the Chief Historian. But now, the Earl of Linhai and the Lord of Linhai City was Gui Qinshao. Of course, Gui Xingfu, as a commoner, could take up this position.
Then, Søren waved his hand and said, "Men, send a carriage to send Lord Yan Wuzhi back to Royal City!"
Immediately, two warriors came forward and directly carried Yan Wuzhi away. They wanted to throw him out of the Governor's Office and chase him out of the Southeast Province.
At this time, Yan Wuzhi was burning with anxiety. How could he care about dignity and restraint?
Compared to the ambition in his heart, what was a mere face worth? Did he really have to return to Royal City like a defeated rooster and accept Yan Wuji's pity and favor?
Immediately, Yan Wuzhi struggled with all his might and shouted, "Marquis Søren, I am willing to pledge loyalty to you, I am willing to pledge loyalty to …"
Søren said, "You are willing to pledge loyalty to me? But I don't have any official position to arrange for you. "
With great difficulty, Yan Wuzhi said, "I, I am willing to be Lord Gui Xingfu's assistant."
"Really?" Søren said, "You were originally the Chief Clerk, but now you want to be his assistant. Are you willing?"
"My ambition lies in the future. I will definitely let you see my talent." Yan Wuzhi said. After saying this, his teeth almost bled.
Søren nodded and said, "Alright, then you stay and be Gui Xingfu's assistant. The two of you will work together to manage the entire Southeast Province's internal affairs!"
"Understood …" Yan Wuzhi knelt on both knees. His heart was relieved, but he was also incomparably bitter.
Why bother? If he did not go through all this trouble, not only would he still be the Chief Scribe, but he would also be Sauron's top civil official, a pillar of the country.
But now, not only did he become Gui Xingfu's assistant, he did not even have half of his subordinates.
Søren's massacre just now had completely severed the relationship between the Southeast Province's officials and Yan Wuzhi.
Søren looked at Gui Xingfu and Yan Wuzhi who were kneeling on the ground. Søren said, "Pass down my order, all officials of the Southeast Province's six counties and above, within ten days, come to the Governor's Mansion to report."
"Yes!" Gui Xingfu kowtowed.
"Yes …" Yan Wuzhi said, "However, there are still some officials who are His Highness Zhi Li's disciples, they may not come!"
Søren said, "Those who don't come, kill them all!"
Yan Wuzhi shuddered and said, "Yes!"
…
After everyone left, Gui Xingfu was still kneeling in the same place.
When he came to Eastsea City, Søren had sent a few dozen warriors and two thousand soldiers to escort and supervise Gui Xingfu. When Yan Wuzhi detained him in the Governor's Mansion, the Shadow Pavilion's warriors could have broken into the Governor's Mansion and rescued Gui Xingfu.
However, they did not do so. Instead, they let Gui Xingfu be detained in the Governor's Mansion, which led to today's drama.
"Gui Xingfu, do you know what to do in the future?" Søren asked.
"I know," Gui Xingfu kowtowed, "I need to sharpen Yan Wuzhi and let him become a true pillar of support for you."
It was so easy to talk to smart people.
"Is there anything else?" Søren asked.
Gui Xingfu said, "My adopted son, Ling Ao, is also in the Governor's Mansion!"
Søren was stunned for a moment, then he said, "Then bring him here to see."
Half an hour later, Ling Ao appeared in front of Søren.
"Little Ao, kneel!" Gui Xingfu said.
Ling Ao gritted his teeth and looked at Søren with a complicated expression. His eyes were filled with hatred, disappointment, and unwillingness.
"Little Ao, kneel!" Gui Xingfu said sternly.
From Gui Xingfu's point of view, Søren's forces would usher in a huge expansion. From the original fifty thousand soldiers, it would suddenly expand to about one hundred and thirty thousand soldiers. After completely conquering the Southeast Province, it would expand to two hundred thousand soldiers.
At that time, how many opportunities would there be in the army and how many positions of power would there be?
Now that Ling Ao didn't have many opportunities on Nightmare Li's side, it would be better for him to come to Sauron's side. Ling Ao believed that not long after, he would be able to be promoted to the position of Ten Thousand Cavalry Commander or Infantry Commander.
Ling Ao's face twitched. Of course, he knew his adoptive father's good intentions.
Moreover, he and Søren were not real enemies. They had never really had a direct confrontation. If there was a conflict, it was two years ago when Søren and Gui Qinshao were sparring. Ling Ao broke Søren's right arm in advance.
Søren, on the other hand, did not really do anything to him.
But he and Søren were rivals in love. More importantly, at the Royal City Academy, Ling Ao did not care about Søren at all and treated him like a pig or a dog.
But now, he had to kneel and pledge his loyalty to Søren. How could he be willing?
"I am not willing!" Ling Ao gritted his teeth.
Gui Xingfu trembled and said, "I raised you, you can only listen to me. Kneel!"
Ling Ao's expression became firm and courageous. He looked at Gui Xingfu and said, "Adoptive father, I am indebted to you, and I will always respect you. But you want me to pledge my loyalty to Søren? I can't do it! "
Søren smiled and said, "Oh? That's strange. Is it because of Gui Qinshao, or because we are rivals in love? Do you think I made you a cuckold? "
Ling Ao's face twitched, but he did not speak.
Søren said, "I don't think so. Zhi Li directly asked you for Qinshao's virginity. Not only did you agree, but you also knelt down and kowtowed to him. After he gave you the cold shoulder, you were still filled with unease. It seems that your self-esteem is not that valuable, and your so-called feelings are not that valuable either. What is the reason? "
At this moment, Ling Ao's face was pale and distorted.
Søren said, "I think it's because of jealousy. In King City College, I used to be a scumbag with a bad reputation and no future. And you are the God's favored son of King City College, the future King's attendant. Your position is much higher than me, who is about to lose my territory. In your eyes, I don't exist, and you see me as an ant. And now, I'm so high up that you can't even see my back. This difference is like heaven and earth. Asking you to kneel down and pledge your loyalty to me? Of course, you don't want to. In your heart, you would rather beg than bow to me. So, you think that jealousy is pride? "
"In your heart, Zhi Li's position is reasonable. So, it's reasonable that he wants to sleep with your wife. And a scumbag like me can rise to become the Marquis of Nu Lang, the Governor of the Kingdom. Isn't that unforgivable? " Søren smiled. "It's like when you were young, you looked down on your poor neighbor. One day, he suddenly became rich, and you were jealous. You swore that even if I had to starve to death, I wouldn't go up to him and flatter him. So, you think that jealousy is pride?"
Søren's words were like a knife, fiercely stabbing into Ling Ao's heart, tearing apart the ugliest part of his heart.
Ling Ao couldn't look at his own heart. His shame turned into anger. He suddenly pointed and shouted, "Søren, you're a scumbag. Let's see how long you can be arrogant. Soon, His Highness Zhi Li will send you to the eighteenth level of hell. At that time, you will die without a burial! "
Then, Ling Ao turned around and said, "Adoptive Father, since you want to follow Søren to the end, I can't help you. I'm going back to King City now. Goodbye!"
Gui Xingfu's face paled, his body shivered, and he couldn't say a word.
Seeing Ling Ao storming out, Søren suddenly said coldly, "Who let you go?"
Ling Ao said coldly, "I'm the Special Envoy of His Highness Zhi Li, the adopted son of Duke Ling Tuo. What do you dare to do to me?"
Søren said, "Killing you is like slaughtering a wild dog. But I think it's more fun to keep you alive, so I won't kill you. But two years ago, when I was fighting with Gui Qinshao, you broke my right arm. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! "
Then, Søren said coldly, "Somebody, break Ling Ao's legs and throw him out!"
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