I Don’t Want To Be the Emperor

Chapter 94 Don’t want to be a good person

Lin Yi snorted coldly, "Since you know everything, you might as well tell me why Shanqi came to Sanhe?"

 This is his biggest doubt all the time.

 After all, Shanqi is too well-behaved. How can he have the integrity that a censor should have?

 He had to be suspicious.

Qi Peng said, "Taipingshan saved King Yong, and all the Cao family's children are serving under King Yong. The good family can no longer continue to protect themselves wisely."

Lin Yidao, "Unless King Yong inherits the throne, why can he influence the good family?"

The power of King Yong is not small, but the good family has four elites and nine scholars in each lane. Whether it is in the court or in the local area, it is also divided.

　　It is not something that a prince can move at his word.

 Qi Peng tilted his neck and said, "Why not?"

Lin Yi said, "The crown prince is the prince and he has been in the position for thirty years. Even if I change the crown prince, I guess it won't be King Yong's turn."

  After all, everyone from the second prince to the third prince to himself is not favored by the emperor.

 The second prince died, and the emperor just sighed.

The third prince was seriously injured in the battle in Yongzhou. The emperor did not take any action, but did not even say a word. He just said one thing: Try your best to heal.

 There is no difference between a cat and a dog. If they die, they will die.

Qi Peng boldly picked up the tea cup on the table slowly and slowly, took a sip and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, how many princes have been crowned princes in the past dynasties?"

Lin Yi frowned and thought about the history of this world and the history of China in his previous life. He shook his head and sighed, "Not much.

 You mean King Yong has a good chance? "

 The histories of the two worlds are surprisingly similar.

 Most of the princes not only failed to ascend to the throne, but also lost their lives.

Qi Peng smiled and said, "King Yong has an army of hundreds of thousands, and he is favored by the generals of the court, especially the prince's uncle, who has a close relationship with King Yong.

 So, at present, Prince Yong is the most likely. "

Lin Yi frowned and said, "I get along well with my uncle, but I didn't notice it."

Qi Peng said, "My lord, there is no need to be suspicious. Whenever he fights with Wadan, King Yong will take the lead and charge forward.

It is said that he even blocked an arrow for General Yuan. "

 “I don’t know this either.” Lin Yi glanced at Qi Peng, “How did you know?”

 Qi Peng put down the teacup, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, these are not secrets in the court."

Lin Yi continued, "Taipingshan is favored by King Yong, but there is no need for his good people to compliment me.

The fourth prince, King Jin, the seventh prince, King Nanling, and King Yong'an, can't they do it?

 Must come to join in the fun with me? "

Qi Peng shook his head and said, "The prince may have forgotten that Shanqi's younger brother Shankuo was framed by the King of Jin's party and ended up in a different place.

Mei Jingzhi, the grandfather of the seventh prince, was at odds with Shan Jin of the Shan family. The two were both military generals and had always been incompatible with each other.

As for the twelve princes, the Holy One loves him very much. Mr. Shan has participated in his party and private affairs. The twelve princes are eager to get rid of Mr. Shan. "

Lin Yi said angrily, "He has also participated in Laozi, so he is not afraid that I will get rid of him quickly?"

 Qi Peng lowered his head, then raised his head after a long time and said, "My lord, you are a good man."

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Lin Yi was stunned again.

 Damn it, why are so many good people cards issued to him?

 Is it wrong to be a good person?

 Damn it, I really don’t want to be a good person!

He said bitterly, "What about the others? Why must they hang themselves on this tree?"

Qi Peng said, "Your Majesty, the good family has no choice.

King Yong is powerful. Common people understand this. Naturally, the ministers in the court also understand it. The Holy Emperor understands it even more. The situation in the court is becoming more and more confusing, and Lord Shan just found an opportunity to escape from the place of right and wrong.

 What's more, Sanhe is closest to Nanzhou and is their last retreat. "

 “How come you know everything?”

Lin Yi looked at him with an increasingly evil look.

Qi Peng said nonchalantly, "Your Majesty, the common people are businessmen. There are associates all over Daliang and beyond the Great Wall. Of course, we can occasionally hear a lot of news."

Lin Yifa said harshly, "If you don't tell the truth anymore, I will kill you, do you believe it or not?"

Qi Peng still smiled and said, "This broken body of a commoner is useless in this world. Your Majesty, please do as you please."

This look of a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water really made Lin Yi helpless. He said helplessly, "Then have you placed an informant around me?"

Qi Peng said, "Manager Hong beside the prince is too powerful, and the common people have been unable to do anything about it."

"Really do not have?"

Lin Yi stared at him.

"No."

 Qi Peng shook his head firmly.

"Okay," Lin Yi rarely believed someone so inexplicably, but towards him, he actually felt sincerity, "Let's talk about the food expenses. You are too embarrassed to eat and drink for free in the Prince's Mansion, right?"

Qi Peng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Of course."

Lin Yi said, "Then I'll give you five thousand taels of silver every month. It's not much, right?"

“Ah,” Qi Peng sighed, “Your Majesty, there is only one commoner, so we can’t eat so much.”

“The fish you will eat from now on will all be caught by this king myself, and the seafood you will eat will all be brought here by big boats,” Lin Yi said plausibly, “Isn’t it worth the money?”

 Qi Peng reluctantly held up his hands and said, "Everything will be subject to the prince's arrangements."

"That's good," Lin Yi said slowly, "Xiao Yingzi."

 “Your Majesty.”

Hong Ying suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yi.

“I’ll give Brother Qi a big room, and he’ll have good food and drinks every day, so I can’t treat him badly.

The threshold has also been smoothed, otherwise it would be inconvenient for Brother Qi to come in and out. "

This is what Lin Yi is most satisfied with about Hong Ying. He never needs to shout with a loud voice. He only needs to whisper a few words, and people can stand in front of him like a ghost.

 “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Qi Peng pushed the wooden wheel cart out of the house. When he encountered the steps, Sun Yi and Bao Kui came over and helped him lift it down carefully.

 The newly built Chief Envoy Office is located on the south bank of the Xijiang River.

 The large house with four entrances and four exits is very luxurious.

 But this place is not liked by the residents. When you enter the door, you actually have to report?

 What is this rule?

Like before, the envoys were commanded, and they could enter as they wished and leave as they wished.

 Made them feel very aggrieved.

 But they had to come.

To apply for a house deed for building a house or to apply for a land deed for land reclamation, you need to come in person.

Especially those newly arrived refugees attach great importance to these things. If they don’t have them, they won’t be able to sleep at night.

 And we need to start paying for food now!

Since the beginning of the world, when has Sanhe received food?

 The locals were unwilling to give, but the refugees were so enthusiastic about it!

 Made the natives feel uneasy.

 Really don’t want to make friends?

 But this was informed by Baojia who went door to door with black leather.

It seems like it’s not okay if we don’t make friends, right?

 In the end, many people gave it.

 Fortunately, the amount given was not much. According to the refugees, compared to the eight liters, five and five spoons per mu in Yuezhou and Nanzhou, corvee, plus rates, and thirty taxes per mu.

 The small amount of grain collected by Sanhe is simply negligible.

 (End of this chapter)