Cheng Jing smiled and said, "Junior and younger brothers are all arrogant and arrogant, how can they be willing to help mediocre and incompetent masters?"
Whether it's Wei Ci, Yang Si, Han Yu, or Lu Zheng, or other colleagues who have been serving as officials one after another but whose reputation is not yet known, who doesn't have the ambition to rectify the righteous path and make contributions? They have different reasons for their careers. Some are for the glory of their ancestors, some are for the fame of the world, some are to clean up the turbid world, and some are simply to practice their own morality. In the end, they want to achieve their ideals, and they need a wise and wise person. , An unparalleled monarch, a mediocre monarch cannot hold back these people.
It is true that Mr. Yuanjing complained about the inner velvet, but one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and everyone is willing to do so.
If a talent is entrusted to a mediocre or even stupid monarch, it will be called tragedy and misfortune.
Mr. Yuanjing muttered, "That's right, but Jiang Jun is different..."
Cheng Jing asked, "What's the difference?"
Mr. Yuanjing smiled and said, "Everything is different."
Cheng Jing complained in frustration, "The teacher is playing this kind of riddle with the students again."
Mr. Yuanjing laughed, and as the smile deepened, the smile lines became a bit heavier, and he looked more and more "old and cunning".
"I pinched my fingers for the teacher a while ago. What did you guess?" Mr. Yuanjing actually pinched his fingers, trying to arouse his apprentice's curiosity. It's so deceiving, Mr. Yuanjing can only reveal the answer in a boring way, "At most a few months, it will be a great opportunity for you to become an official. How, are you happy or not? Are you ready?"
Cheng Jing's face darkened slightly, and he suddenly understood what Mr. Wu Yuanjing had hinted at.
When Huang Song was defeated and captured, Cheng Jing also became a prisoner. Jiang Pengji and Wei Ci both wanted Cheng Jing to serve, but Cheng Jing said that he would wait until Jiang Pengji proved that he was orthodox. Mr. Yuanjing said this, doesn't it mean that the world will only be unified for a few months
He asked, "Is there really no change in Jiang Jun's ascension?"
Mr. Yuanjing said, "The emperor is facing enemies from both sides, the heavens are in chaos, and there is a possibility of changing the sky at any time. But Jiang Jun has grown from a very small to the present, why don't we believe that she can win all the way? Those who are determined will be able to achieve what ordinary people can't achieve. greatness."
Cheng Jing hesitated, but Mr. Yuanjing stroked his beard with a smile.
"I am fortunate enough to be born in this era, and as a witness to watch her free a new chapter of history, it is truly a blessing!"
Cheng Jing looked at the smiling teacher, finally understood what the other party meant, and watched the play, don't say anything!
For some reason, Cheng Jing felt more sympathy and concern for Jiang Pengji.
"The teacher doesn't worry about her losing, and then the day has really changed?"
Mr. Yuanjing looked at the night and sneered, "Life has been in a hurry for hundreds of years, and the teacher is now an old man, how many years can he live? Even if the sky really changes, what if the teacher sighs his last breath, Once the loess is buried, how can the dead care about the living?"
Cheng Jing: "..."
:з
This sounds quite reasonable, but the disciples still have many years to live, so they can't be free and easy! ! !
He shouldn't have come to find Master today. If he didn't find Master, he wouldn't have been asked by his mother to deliver dried melon seeds and fruits to Wei Ci. The best news or death... If he hadn't heard the hottest news, he wouldn't come back to chat with the teacher, and if he didn't chat with the teacher, he wouldn't be uneasy.
e'o alas
Mr. Yuanjing also imitated the students and sighed, and said with emotion, "The gods fight, let us mortals watch."
Maybe one day when I wake up, the gods have already finished fighting.
Mr. Yuanjing knew some inside information, but it was limited to "some". He couldn't do anything except being a spectator.
On this point, he and Liu She had the same attitude, and even said the same thing.
Cheng Jing: "..."
The ignorant and the knowledgeable are the happiest. The former knows nothing, so there is no need to worry. The latter knows everything, so there is no need to worry. The most pitiful one is the half-knowing one. Still worried.
But Mr. Yuanjing refused to reveal more, and Cheng Jing could only sigh and be a spectator.
The so-called fairy fight, I don't know when it starts, and I don't know when it ends:з
Then here comes the problem
What's the point of letting him spy on a little bit of the inside story
Besides pointless worry, is there any other substantive use
The only effect is probably to delay half a chapter, so that the author of the late stage of lazy cancer can survive another day.
"Nene?"
Half a month later, His Highness Jiang Lian walked more and more steadily. Not only could he trot two or three steps without falling, but he could also jump twice on the spot.
On this day, she rolled outside, covered in ashes, tired of playing and ready to harass her fellow sister.
As soon as she entered the room, she found that there was a bunch of white and fat little things next to her sister, and the other party was still holding her sister.
The possessiveness of His Royal Highness Lian trotted a few steps, and he threw himself firmly, hugged him and rolled twice, his little face showing a bit of fierce milk!
The fiercely milked His Highness Lian made a threatening gesture of baring his teeth, and the fat finger pointed at His Highness the second and said loudly, "I'm inside!"
The group of small things rolled into a dizzy state, and was crushed by the sturdy Great Hall down on Mount Tai, and suddenly burst into tears of grievance.
The female official was frightened by the action of His Highness, but she did not dare to step forward and pull away the angry Lian Dianla.
For a time, there was a loud cry of children in the hall, and the tears fell one by one.
His Highness Lian still refused to soften his attitude, clenched his fists and shook it in front of the opponent, very threatening.
"His Royal Highness, this is Jiro Fengjia, you can't hurt him..."
The maid and maid knelt down in fright, and the female official bravely stepped forward to intercede, but how did His Highness Lian, who was one year old, know what Fengjia Erlang was
She saw a guy who was holding on to his sister.
Pointing to His Highness confidently, he repeated, "I'm inside!"
The female official was dumbfounded by His Highness's tyrannical sword.
The Second Highness is naturally His Highness's younger sister. This is something that all blind people know.
"This Toyujiro is a friend of His Royal Highness."
The female official repeated it, hoping that His Royal Highness would calm down.
His Highness doesn't understand what a friend is, but he always thinks it's not a good word.
Isn't her sister hers
How did it become someone else's
Hearing this, His Highness, who has always been cheerful, also held his mouth aggrieved, tears rolled down his eyes and rolled down.
The female officer saw that her brain was even bigger, and she could only subconsciously send a signal for help to the Second Highness.
I hope that the "source" who caused the dispute between the two milk babies can come and clean up the mess.
Clinker people just sit and watch the play.
Fengjiro cried loudly. His Highness used to cry, but after hearing his loud voice, she learned to cry too.