"Where is the little white lotus sect, it's a cult! It's unheard of with a bunch of pickled things in it."
Scholars get together to chat, there are many people in the teahouse now, they are talking eloquently here, and there are also many people listening with their ears pricked up. Scholars are the weather vane. Generally speaking, what scholars admire, even if people don’t understand, they will If they feel that what they admire is good, and what they devalue, the people will also think that such thing is not good.
"The adults should kill them all! It's just disgusting for people like this to live in the world."
"There are also people who don't believe it. I heard that the followers of the Little White Lotus Sect thought their leader was threatened."
"Some people, even if they see it with their own eyes and hear it with their own ears, as long as they don't want to believe it, they won't believe it anyway."
"Poor and hateful."
"Most people in this world are like this, they just don't know it."
Lin Yuan was sitting behind the screen of the teahouse, with a pot of hot tea in his hand, Dr. Tea's hands trembled a little. He didn't expect such a big man to come to their teahouse to drink tea, and he could come to serve him. When Dr. Tea poured tea With a trembling of his hand, the tea was sprinkled on the table, he choked his breath, and his body knelt down before his mind could react.
"Huh?" Lin Yuan was inexplicable.
Dr. Cha couldn't even utter a complete sentence. As soon as he spoke, his teeth would fight, and he said in a different way: "Nan, Nan Bodhisattva forgives sins... Caomin, Caomin..."
Lin Yuan just stood up, as if he didn't see the tea on the table, and said to Dr. Cha, "Go down, you don't need to serve here."
Dr. Cha used both hands and feet, almost crawling out.
In a short while, he probably couldn't hold it in any longer, and when he was far away, Dr. Cha's crotch was soaked, and his crotch was soaked.
"A smell of urine!"
"Who's urinating? What can I do when I can't hold my urine?"
Dr. Cha hurriedly hides, his face is flushed now, whether it is fear or excitement.
Lin Yuan rarely came out and walked around, and the people around him were not far from him. These people were equivalent to security guards, but different from security guards, if they were really in danger, these people would rather die than protect him.
But Lin Yuan actually felt that he didn't need to be so vigilant - after all, few people had seen him and would not combine his face with his identity. If he went out alone, at most he would be regarded as a rich boy. When many people go out, they know they have identities at a glance.
But about him going out.
Song Shizhao, Song Lian and Roben Wu Changqing have the same opinion. The main point is that he has a noble status now. If he has an accident, all of this will be over, so if he can't go out, he will not go out. It is best to stay in the government office. , Under the heavy protection, so that the courtiers can feel at ease.
Lin Yuan came out this time with his own will. He felt that if he was bored in the government office, he would definitely get bored. Faced with a lot of official business every day, his eyes were always dry and astringent. There were no eye drops in this era. Tears flowed from his sore eyes, and when Song Shizhao saw him several times, he thought he was crying when he saw the tragic situation of people from other places.
I don't know why it still spread.
He said that he could not bear to see the miserable state of the people, and cried every day, every night, and his eyes were almost blind.
Lin Yuan had heard rumors that he had cried blindly several times.
Many people sincerely believed that he was blind.
It's not easy for Lin Yuan to explain this matter. He can only pretend that he doesn't know anything. The people seem to think that he can handle political affairs well even if he is blind. In other words, the people have confidence in him.
He is now sitting in the teahouse, listening to the scholars outside talking eloquently. There are also smart scholars. They read a lot, and some scholars who are not dead readers think more, and are more wise and far-sighted than others.
"I think that Nan Bodhisattva is going to rectify the chaos below."
"Let's put it bluntly, that is, I'm afraid that those sects will really encourage the sects to rebel."
"I just don't know how long it will take."
"I think this is a good thing. The people are so ignorant. If the people above turn a blind eye, the world will be even more chaotic."
"Isn't that what the dog court is like? The emperor spends every day in the palace's wine pond and meat forest. He cares about the suffering of the people and the evil cults. I think he only cares about the beauty of today's beauty and the mellow wine of tomorrow. I said that if the emperor did that, he would be like a pig."
"It's not as good as pigs. Pigs can be killed and eaten anyway."
I don't know since when, the reverence of this group of scholars for Emperor Dayuan disappeared.
But such scholars are still in the minority. Even if most scholars know the absurdity of the emperor on their head, they dare not say anything. The king is the king, and the emperor will not be wrong.
It is also the fault of the courtier. The courtier did not persuade the emperor. In their opinion, even if the courtier breaks his head and loses his life, it is only because he discouraged the emperor.
Lin Yuan was listening in the cubicle, holding a teacup in his hand. He listened with relish. After staying there for a long time, he hadn't heard these words for a long time. Now the people around him are all human beings. , each with eighteen curved intestines, and his speech is impeccable - even Brother Dao, he rarely thinks of chatting with him like before.
The difference between ruler and minister is becoming more and more obvious.
Although this is not a bad thing, Lin Yuan still feels lonely sometimes.
This is the first time in Lin Yuan's two lifetimes that he felt this feeling of being at a high altitude.
In such a position, he has no friends anymore, the status gap is too big, and he still holds the power of life and death in his hands, no one would be so reluctant to be friends with Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan sometimes thinks about it and thinks that being an emperor is a miserable thing. In order to be a bright emperor, he is so busy every day that he wakes up earlier than chickens and goes to bed later than dogs. There are so many ministers, but each has its own flowers Intestines, there are so many concubines, lying on the same bed, but they don't even know whether the other party is sincere to him.
There are so many children, but the children grow up in a power-hungry environment, and everyone wants to get the best out of him.
Days like this... seem pretty miserable.
That's why there are so many faint-hearted rulers, and if you are a little duller, you can live a happier life.
You can dismiss the courtiers you hate, support those you like, dote on the concubine you like, and distance yourself from those you hate.
Now listening to these scholars chatting, Lin Yuan finds it very interesting, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, a cheerful look.
The guards in civilian clothes looked at Lin Yuan's expression and were relieved in their hearts - they were afraid that these scholars would make bad comments and anger Nan Bodhisattva. manage
If Lin Yuan has the most stubborn fans, it must be the people around him.
Sometimes Lin Yuan finds it unbelievable. These people follow him every day, knowing that he also has to eat three meals a day and go to the toilet, how can he sincerely think that he is an immortal? Is this too fanciful
Readers have shifted from the topic of cult to people's livelihood.
One of them said: "You said, Nan Bodhisattva spends his energy on the lowly people, but does he know that it is the scholars who govern the country? I wanted to say at first, what is the atmosphere of Pingjiang now? Scholars put their energy into In forming a gang and trying to curry favor with the surnamed Wu, it's so chaotic, have you ever seen a person who really became an official?"
The other scholars did not speak, and Lin Yuan listened with great interest.
The man said again, "I see, Nan Bodhisattva will let them fight. When they are tired and tired of fighting, and he comes out again, then those people will be obedient."
"Why are you panicking?"
"That's right, it doesn't look like selecting officials, it's like raising a gu."
"However, I also think that Nan Bodhisattva looked at Corporal Li Xian and just said it with his mouth, but he didn't do anything real."
"How do you say this? Is it possible to ask the scholars to ask for an official? Everyone wants a face!"
The person who spoke first said again: "First of all, the officials were sealed, and it was nice to call them out. Two ritual officials, with a name, didn't even need to do anything, and that's all, they were all forced to death."
When it comes to the two who died, the readers don't know what to say.
Although there is a bit of sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox, it is more of a schadenfreude.
They all knew that Nan Bodhisattva would definitely use a scholar, but he just didn't want people to see that he was threatened by the power of a scholar.
So they don't have to do anything and just wait.
There are people who want to come forward, and when those people hit their heads and bleed, won't they benefit
Lin Yuan sighed inwardly as he listened to the readers talking.
If in modern times, there are so many scholars and civil servants everywhere, no one would have such an idea.
The bottom line is that there are too few people who can read in this era, and every little one is very precious, and they are used to the days of being held.
"Brother Yang said so much, what's the best strategy?" Someone suddenly asked, in a not very good tone.
The brother Yang said, "It is impossible to follow the way of Mr. Wu. If we want to go further, we might as well ask Governor Song."
Governor Song is Song Lian.
Someone sneered: "Then Governor Song has just arrived, and he is unstable, how can he manage our affairs?"
Brother Yang: "I'm just short-sighted, I have nothing to do with you, brother, whether you believe it or not, everyone, take it slow, and take the first step."
Lin Yuan turned his head to the guard beside him and said, "The one surnamed Yang, please pay attention."
The guard quickly said, "Yes."
A guard has already followed the man surnamed Yang out, and it is estimated that he will follow to someone else's residence.
Lin Yuan didn't understand either. He put a big signboard like Song Lian there. Song Lian has always been quite prestigious, and there are still no people under him. Why don't those scholars go? Fei leaned beside Wu Changqing.
Could it be that... What special personal charm does Wu Changqing have, but he didn't realize it