Zhang Biwu would not dare to answer this question even if he killed him.
So he could only respond in silence.
Fortunately, King Wen was not asking him a question. Seeing Zhang Biwu's silence, he changed the subject and said: "Brother Zhang, you can just watch the fun, but for the second matter, brother Zhang, you have some room for maneuver.
"
Zhang Biwu asked naturally: "Please give King Wen a clear explanation."
"Jinyiwei."
King Wen tapped the side of the ship with his fingers and said: "The prince killed King Ning and lost the heart of the vassal kings in the world. The prince allowed the Jin Yiwei to massacre the rich and lost the heart of the land-owning people in the world. The combination of these two is enough to overthrow him from the East Palace."
.”
"The problem now is that someone needs to come forward and let the rich know that the Jin Yiwei cannot represent the imperial court, and the East Palace cannot represent the imperial court. There are still people in the imperial court who are on their side, and I hope they can rise up and resist.
It’s good to speak for them.”
Having said this, Zhang Biwu finally understood.
King Wen meant to let himself be the tool.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, merchants are the lowest. For thousands of years, merchants have been accustomed to being harvested as leeks by the imperial court. However, in history, there have been few such brutal and direct harvesting methods. Hands with swords and axes come to every door and kill them all. This has already happened.
It wasn't even a bit of cover-up or disguise, it was naked robbery.
If such methods were used on ordinary people, ordinary people would have revolted long ago, but it is these businessmen who are used to being harvested who have tolerated it until now.
But ants are still trying to survive, let alone people? Let alone rich people?
So it's not that businessmen don't get angry, but they don't have channels to vent their anger, and they don't dare to get angry.
As long as one person stands up and gives them a little signal, this group of businessmen will immediately unite together and erupt with a power that will shock everyone.
It's just that the person who stands up will most likely be regarded as a thorn in Donggong's side.
The person King Wen chose was Zhang Biwu.
But Zhang Biwu knew Li Chen's methods very well.
He didn't dare.
I really don’t dare.
Li Chen's methods made him feel scared.
"Your Majesty..."
Zhang Biwu said with difficulty: "Does it have to be me?"
"it has to be you."
King Wen cut off Zhang Biwu's luck with just four words. He said calmly: "This person must have enough prestige and power, and must be at the center of the imperial court. Otherwise, those businessmen would not dare to trust this person. The most important thing is
Yes, this person must be smart enough to know how to light this fire."
Looking at Zhang Biwu, King Wen smiled and said: "Besides you, Brother Zhang, among the civil and military officials in the dynasty who are smart enough and powerful enough, who else can there be?"
His mother!
It was obvious that he just pushed me into the pit of fire. He said nice things, but what he did was really killing me with a thousand knives!
Zhang Biwu felt aggrieved in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face. He smiled bitterly and said: "King Wen thinks too highly of me..."
"Brother Zhang."
King Wen interrupted Zhang Biwu and said, "Don't you really want to put your home in the East Palace?"
Zhang Biwu's face froze and he immediately said: "The prince and I are not on the same side as each other, so how can I sincerely surrender to him?"
"Once he takes the throne, you and I will all die, and there will be no chance of any luck. So what should we do? Do I need to say too much about it?"
Chapter completed!