Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey

Chapter 373: It is only Spring and Autumn

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"it's me!"

There was just a sound, and a person suddenly stood in front of Uncle Zhongqin. Looking at the person, Uncle Zhongqin was startled and broke out in cold sweat. Then he calmed down in an instant and said coldly: "It turns out to be Zhenjun, you are Come to see my joke?"

Under the candlelight, Pei Ziyun looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. There was a faint plum blossom between his thick black eyebrows, and the aura was lingering around him. Although Uncle Zhongqin was not familiar with cultivation and did not recognize the aura, he frowned: " Pei Ziyun really has the attitude of a true king."

But Pei Ziyun smiled: "No, no."

"To be honest, I finished my errand and killed Xie Chengdong. I went back to pay the order and came here to see you."

"Have you killed Xie Chengdong?" Uncle Zhongqin was surprised and sighed: "This thief is the mastermind of King Lu. If the true king kills this person so quickly, the emperor will know about it and there will be a reward."

"Reward?" Pei Ziyun smiled, took out a pack of beef, a pack of peanuts, and a bottle of wine, and placed them on the table. The fragrance seeped out: "Come on, I came here quickly at night, that's all. , use them together?”

Uncle Zhongqin was surprised, but he was not frightened and sat down.

Pei Ziyun took the jug and poured wine into it. The cup gradually became full, with an amber color and the fragrance of osmanthus.

Uncle Zhongqin did not refuse, and calmly took a cup and drank: "You are also a true king canonized by the imperial court. You are quite a third-level official. You are an important minister of the country, and you must have dignity. This night trip was done by a wild Taoist, not a true king." It’s appropriate.”

Pei Ziyun took a sip of the drink and exhaled the alcohol: "Actually, what you said is also true. However, I am a Taoist after all. Floating on the sea or floating in the lake is the right way for me. You are like this This lesson should be given to officials."

Uncle Zhongqin was silent for a while, and Pei Ziyun didn't say anything. The two of them drank wine and ate meat, and then listened to Pei Ziyun say: "Uncle Zhongqin, I tried to read history, and I have a question, which is why it is difficult for names and figures to die well?"

Uncle Zhongqin felt a rash in his heart, but he said calmly: "Where do you start talking about this?"

"In the former dynasty, Fu Zixi was a famous prime minister. At the age of twenty-three, he became a Jinshi and was awarded the title of Common Scholar in the Hanlin Academy. At the age of thirty-two, he alarmed the emperor and won the favor. At the age of thirty-four, he rose to prominence. At the age of forty, he was the best official. Years later, he was dismissed for minor crimes, and he was prosecuted again, almost to the point of death." Pei Ziyun smiled lightly and gave an example.

"I have read this, and Fu Zixi's writing is wrong." Uncle Zhongqin thought for a while and said: "At that time, the Lord was Ming and his ministers were virtuous, and the sanctification was strong. Fu Zixi was a famous prime minister of the generation. He was always talented and honest in his official position. , but the selfishness is still a little too much. I made a mistake in writing the note. Not only did I not apologize openly, I also tried to cover it up, which is against the rules of a minister."

"It's a pity that he was dismissed due to mistake, but after twelve years, didn't the emperor re-appoint him? The emperor's kindness is always considered unjust."

Pei Ziyun listened, nodded with a smile, smiled, and said: "Yena, young and proud, he reached the third rank at the age of twenty-nine, became powerful in the government at the age of thirty-nine, was deposed by the emperor at the age of fifty-one, and died of illness soon. This What do you think?"

Uncle Zhongqin couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. What did Pei Ziyun want to say? Why bring these things up? After calming down, he took a pot, poured wine into it, and took a sip.

"According to historical records, the imperial envoy Shangshu impeached this person for forming a party for personal gain. After inspection by the court, it was indeed the case and the crime was not unjust." Zhongqin Bo said calmly.

"Huh!" The wind blew by, and rain hit the windows again, making a popping sound.

Pei Ziyun smiled and didn't comment. He picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks and said, "Come on, let's have a drink. It's not in vain that we did things together."

After saying that, the two raised their glasses and drank, Pei Ziyun then said: "Wu Biaozhong, who was a minister at the age of thirty-one, was instrumental in rescuing the emperor and quelling the rebellion. From then on, he gradually rose to the highest position. At the age of fifty-four, the emperor first deposed him from the actual power. , and listed misdeeds, imprisoned and starved to death."

This is a bit mindless and incomprehensible.

Uncle Zhongqin let out a long breath, as if to relieve his depression, and stared at Pei Ziyun and said, "Zhenjun, what exactly do you want to say?"

Uncle Zhongqin stopped talking this time and looked cold.

"Haha" Pei Ziyun laughed and picked up his chopsticks: "Don't think I'm talking nonsense, I'm just feeling a little emotional."

"Since ancient times, those who have risen to great heights have almost always been deposed or imprisoned. Half of them have become ghosts under the sword. Some of them have experienced many setbacks before they achieved posthumous honors."

"Fu Zixi has been prime minister for thirteen years, Ye Na has been prime minister for twelve years, and Wu Biaozhong has been prime minister for eleven years. If you look at the famous ministers in the past, they have not been together for more than ten years."

"Reading this is shocking!"

"Hmph, this is a bad nature. When you are young, you can hide your arrogance. But when you are old, you will end up being surly. You have shortcomings in virtue in your later years, and you are unwilling to practice virtue and follow good deeds. You will make the emperor hate you. In fact, you are asking for your own fault."

When Uncle Zhongqin said this, he chewed the beef and said: "People are like jade. If you don't think about it, it will become bad. It is difficult to perfect your temperament, but it is not irreversible, so you have to be cautious. You The only article I have written seems good to me, but you must not only understand it in your heart, but also practice it practically."

Pei Ziyun smiled: "You're trying to persuade me. Actually, I think this has nothing to do with character cultivation, but it doesn't have much to do with it."

"Oh, I'd rather hear you understand Yuan Gong's knowledge."

"There are many of these names and ministers who are not only talented, but also cautious. Why are they all guilty, dismissed, or even executed?"

"If you want to talk about the reasons, of course there are many strange things, but it is actually very simple."

"Councilor Jishu is a highly respected minister. He can't be promoted or rewarded, so that's it. After serving for more than ten years, even if he is cautious as an official, he will naturally form political power. If he doesn't want to form a party, he will also form a political force. If the party is ruined, the emperor will clean it up."

Hearing the word "wipe", Uncle Zhongqin's eyebrows jumped.

Pei Ziyun said with a hint of confusion at this time: "To wipe out is to find a reason to demote him. As the saying goes, when the tree falls, the hozen will disperse. When the person is removed, the party members will be dispersed."

Having said these heart-wrenching words, Uncle Zhongqin felt a chill in his heart and shuddered secretly, but sneered: "This is also the way to protect your ministers."

"I didn't say it wasn't." Pei Ziyun still had an unpredictable and profound smile: "The emperor wanted to kill very few people at the beginning. After more than ten years, there is always some affection and leeway."

"It's just a matter of being relegated. I'm just observing. If you have a bad heart and resentment, you will be given death. Not to mention the previous dynasty, this dynasty has given death to those who have been punished. If you look deeper, they are all for this."

"If you are demoted and still focus on being the king, at least there will be no resentment on your face. After more than ten years, all the influence will be eliminated, and you can be promoted again."

"Of course, when he was reinstated, it was only in name only. It is not easy to be promoted to prime minister. If he can wait for reinstatement after being relegated for more than ten years, his fate is basically over!"

"It's been like this through the ages."

In fact, these words are not heart-breaking but historical. When Zhongqin Bo thought about it carefully, it was really like this, but Pei Ziyun came here and said such unfaithful words

Feeling uneasy, he moved and stared at Pei Ziyun: "Pei Zhenjun, what do you want to say?"

Pei Ziyun didn't respond and said to himself: "I am only twenty years old now, and I am already a true king, presiding over the army to quell the chaos. Let alone a Taoist who cannot be promoted or rewarded, even if I am a minister, I am so young. If you can get into a high-level position and serve as an official for decades, what’s the point?”

"So even though you have committed a serious crime, you will not die!"

Uncle Zhongqin was startled, raised his head and looked at Pei Ziyun: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Of course it does matter!"

Pei Ziyun smiled: "I am so young, talented, and a Taoist. Wouldn't the court be suspicious of you? You are someone who jumps directly into the ring. Even if the court wants to check and balance me, they will not kill you. They will keep you to keep a close eye on you." Follow me and cause trouble for me, this is the position given to you by the court."

"And as the tide rises for me, you will be reinstated, otherwise you will not be qualified to cause trouble for me." Pei Ziyun laughed after saying this.

"I am a Taoist. I am too young and cannot be promoted. The result is actually very simple. This time I was appointed as the commander-in-chief to pacify King Dinglu. It was successful, even close to success. The best result is to be relegated and dismissed. Speaking of which, it is still What a benevolent king did—the writing in the fold was not clear, there were typos, and there were alterations to reduce the rank and imprison him."

"If I harbor a grudge, I will be put to death."

"If I am loyal, thunder, rain, and dew will all be God's grace, and I may be able to avoid death. You can use me again in more than ten years. When I'm done, I'll be demoted again."

"If I were a mortal, I wouldn't be able to play the chamber pot game if I didn't want to. But I am a Taoist with great power and no desire to be rich or wealthy in the court. Why do you think I should be this chamber pot?"

"Pong" Uncle Zhongqin's face turned red when he heard this, and he yelled: "Pei Ziyun, you presumed the holy will and framed the imperial court with the intention of ghost land. Just because of this intention, you can be considered guilty."

"Haha, what a shame." Pei Ziyun didn't even get up. With a wave of his hand, the finished note flew over and landed in his hand: "I want to see what you wrote again!"

Pei Ziyun said, his expression gradually turned cold as he glanced at you. He threw it on the table and giggled: "I thought I had seen through Youwei, but I still underestimated you."

"You are not targeting me personally, but the group of Taoists. You want to kill me, but you are always thinking about the emperor, and even for the sake of the imperial orthodoxy.

"Pei Ziyun may have achieved a moment of merit, but killing Pei Ziyun will be a lifetime achievement - this sentence is really worthy of admiration. I really admire the hero who killed him to this extent."

"Pei Ziyun, I am an important minister of the imperial court. I act impartially. Even if it goes against you, what can you do?" Uncle Zhongqin's face turned red and he shouted to the outside: "Come here, come here."

The sound came out, but no one outside responded. Pei Ziyun sneered: "Stop screaming, I have set a spell so no one will hear it."

"Actually, you are thinking in your heart that I am a Taoist and can only deceive, because thousands of scholars and officials in the world will not speak for me. How could I know that I would be more unambiguous when killing people!"

"Today, I'm going to give you a ride."

"You dare?" Uncle Zhongqin hissed: "Although I am locked up in the capital, I am still a minister, how dare you be so heartless?"

"Why don't you dare, Uncle Zhongqin, you wrote several times, even if you are Zhonggong Tiguo, in fact you will kill me. Originally I hesitated again and again, but I will become an earthly immortal, why can't I kill you? "

"On the way to Huangquan, say hello to Emperor Qinming."

Uncle Zhongqin's face changed drastically when he heard that. He rushed towards the door and was about to shout, but his voice came out, but he couldn't say it out. It turned out to be silent. Knowing that he was not good, he roared: "Monster, you are not good..."

Pei Ziyun didn't hesitate any longer and landed a palm. As fast as lightning, he slapped Uncle Zhongqin's forehead. With a muffled sound, his forehead sunk in.

Uncle Zhongqin let out a muffled groan and stood there blankly, with blood flowing out from all his orifices. He had no breath at all, but his eyes were wide open, showing that he was unwilling to close his eyes.

(End of chapter)