Su Su never thought that he could live a fairy life with both money and leisure in his life. He still remembers that when he grew up in the small town of Beimang, he only had idle time, but after arriving in Nanzhao, especially It was the old master Zhao who made a covenant with a man in white, and this day really began to nourish. He lived in a summer resort that was said to belong to the Nanzhao royal family in the past, and ate all kinds of delicacies. The place should be extravagant. Occasionally, guests would come to visit in the dark, and their identities were more scary than the last. Su Su met six or seven of the honorable elders of the old Nanzhao, and more and more strangers appeared around the old master. Faces, especially those old men who are about the same age as the old master and like to add ministers or servants to their names, almost everyone who sees him, Su Su, will burst into tears. Su Su knows that these people should be hearing the news According to the old master, the old minister from the former Western Shu Dynasty who came here asked Su Su to listen more and talk less, just to cry silently with those old people. Powder, as if bowing your head and reaching out your hand to wipe the tears, so once you wipe it, it's hard not to cry. Su Su tried it once, and never wanted to do it again. Her eyes were so red and swollen that she didn't recover for two or three days, but the effect was remarkable at that time. Anyway, the old officials of Xishu were very moved. There was one who was the oldest, even more He fainted from crying on the spot.
Today, Su Su was thrown into a library called Mugenglou by Old Master Zhao. He didn’t want him to really enjoy reading. He just needs to cultivate himself in the library. On the railing of a high-rise building, Xue Songguan, a blind female luthier, stood beside her. After the two of them almost died in the hands of Chen Zhibao, Su Su stopped pestering the blind luthier to play the tricks of the young hero and the devil. Being bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes is because I am a little afraid of the so-called rivers and lakes. These days, Xue Songguan is helping the old master to connect the eighteen ministries of Nanzhao. He is very busy and has almost traveled all over the territory of Nanzhao. Su Su misses her very much, but when he really reunites, he doesn't know what to say What, a man and a woman are so silent.
Su Su raised her head, and finally said slowly: "In the past, I liked to dream most during the day, thinking that I might be the posthumous child of a big man, or the illegitimate child of a big family who can't see the light, maybe one day I will recognize my ancestors, It is completely developed, and now I realize that I am really the prince of a country. It is a pity that my dream has come true, and I know that even if I put on the dragon robe, I am clearly a prince, but I don’t look like a prince. Thanks to the old master who has given me bad compensation this year I learned a lot of ways of rich and noble families, such as posting Tang steles, Qingtian yellow jelly, banana leaves and blue flowers, a lot of things, I don’t know why, I like valuable things since I was a child, but are these things worth enough? Look at them , I was very excited at the beginning, wishing to sleep with them in my arms, but later on, I became less and less excited. How should I put it, like a poor boy rolling in the mud, one day he married a beautiful woman like a flower It's not that I don't like my daughter-in-law, but I know that I can't keep her, and she will leave one day."
The young luthier who accompanied Su Su and Zhao Dingxiu from Beimang to Nanzhao was blind but had a good heart. She smiled softly and said, "The Su family has been the ruler of Western Shu for two hundred years. It has been lost for twenty years, but now with the help of the old master and the promise of the king of Shu, then this family business actually has a chance to be kept, just like what Chen Zhibao said, although you will not be able to become the emperor of Shu in the future , but at least he can be a Liyang Shu king who seals the territory and cracks the soil, and in this way, he can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors of your Su family."
Su Su sighed and said: "If Xu Fengnian hadn't found us in Beimang, how could I be where I am today? The book says that good birds choose trees to live in. The truth is quite reasonable, but for people like me, the truth is Never in the books, either by fists or…”
The former prince who escaped from the Xishu Palace when he was a baby, smiled wryly, and pointed to his heart, "Either it is here. I, Su Su, although I have always been at odds with the surnamed Xu, I always To speak ill of him in front of you, but you should be clear, in fact, I have only been a friend like Xu Fengnian in this life. Of course, who is he, Xu Fengnian? It’s also his mother who looks so graceful, who is called the Northern Xu and the Southern Song Dynasty with others, and who is profound and knowledgeable. Such a romantic person who can be counted on one’s fingers may not regard me as a friend. But I really do. My friend, in the end, when I arrived in Nanzhao, I got a huge advantage, and finally got a firm foothold here. The only thing I had to do was to repay the family. The man in white with a paralyzed face intervened, and the old master left Xu Fengnian's Beiliang aside. Yes, I also know that this is something that can't be helped, but in my heart, I really feel sorry."
Xue Songguan said softly: "You said it yourself, there is no way to do this."
Su Su rubbed her cheeks hard, then held her face in both hands, and said vaguely: "Yes, there is no way. I am a guy with no ambitions and no real talents. Apart from eating and drinking here every day Sleep well, use well, act well, what can I do?"
She hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "Actually, the old master is not feeling well. He often goes to drink with your blacksmith uncle to relieve boredom. Once he got drunk and lost his composure."
Su Su put down his hands, put his hands on the railing, and said with a wry smile: "I never blamed the old master. If the old master hadn't been a father and a mother to pull me up, there would be no Su Su, let alone what kind of temper the old man has. Don’t you know, it’s as smelly and hard as the stones in the latrine, if it wasn’t for me, for the Western Shu Dynasty that is long gone, the old master would not have acted against his will.”
Xue Songguan nodded.
Su Su suddenly said with emotion: "I have nothing to do all day, and sometimes I feel tired, so you can say Xu Fengnian, who is responsible for the life and death of 300,000 Beiliang cavalry, or Chen Zhibao, the king of Shu who is ambitious in the world, these people Do you really enjoy it, or do you feel tired too?"
The blind luthier shook his head and smiled, "I don't know."
Su Su turned her head, with a bright smile on her face, "If, I mean, if one day, I can really let go of everything and accompany you to walk the rivers and lakes, if I say something to the new heroes and masters, I will be the number one person in the world back then. Xu Fengnian also ate and drank with me, won't it be very face-saving?"
The woman thought of how she almost killed the young vassal king in the rain alley when she was in Beimang, and smiled knowingly, "I can't lose face anymore."
Su Su smiled intoxicatingly, "Although I'm still jealous of Xu Fengnian, there is a kind of person in the world, no matter what, once you get to know each other, you can't hate them. Right?"
The blind female luthier smiled and did not speak.
Su Su asked cautiously: "You really... don't like him? To be honest, if I were a woman, I'm afraid I would never forget him."
She said helplessly: "What do you like him for? Because Xu Fengnian grows like a tree like the wind? But I'm blind."
Su Su scratched her head, always feeling that there was something wrong with this reason.
She leaned on the railing, "If we go to the Central Plains Jianghu in the future, I will play the role of a murderous female devil, and you will pretend to be a heroic young hero?"
Su Su looked into the distance with firm eyes, "No way! We are immortal couples!"
The blind woman blushed for the first time, turned her head, and said softly, "Susu, I'm blind."
Su Su lowered her head, looked at the back of her head she had left for her, and said softly, "I know."
Rou Rou, a female expert in the Profound Realm, said timidly: "I am also older than you."
Su Su smiled and said, "I know too."
She turned her head, raised her head, "looked" at Su Su, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "If you go to the Central Plains where there are countless beauties in the future, and I find that you have looked at the heroine fairies a few times, I, Xue Songguan, will directly send them to you." Killed."
Su Su resentfully said: "Well... I really didn't know before, but now I know."
She smiled sweetly, "I lied to you."
Su Su stretched out his palm and placed it gently on her forehead, "Although I am not blind, I only see you."
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In the back mountain of Beiliang, two old men who carved steles, Mi Qiong and Peng He, sat in front of a shabby hut, with a small stool separated by some appetizers, and then another old man came as promised, carrying two jars in his hand and sitting in Qingliang Mountain. Green Ant Wine has been treasured in the cellar of the Wangfu for many years. This old man has a white face and no beard. Whether he walks or speaks, there is a sinister air. Mi Qiong and Peng He, as celebrities in Beiliang who are accustomed to wind and rain, know this well. He knew well, even after getting acquainted with him, he would never reveal that this old man surnamed Zhao was an eunuch. As for why he came to Qingliang Mountain from the deep palace of the Great Inner Palace to retire, Mi Qiong and Peng He were not even interested in exploring it. At first, the two celebrities did not have a good impression of the old man named Zhao Siku, but after the elderly eunuchs ran to the back mountain to help them every now and then, and Zhao Siku was older than ordinary craftsmen with extravagant hands. However, they are clever in their hands and feet, elegant in speech and not inferior to Qingliu scholars, especially in their affairs. Over time, the three of them are about the same age, and they have become friends who can sit and drink together.
Mi Qiong and Peng He greeted Zhao Siku to sit down with a smile. The three old men who were nearly two hundred years old together sat around the stool. He drank the wine in the glass in one go, let out a heavy breath, and his face was a little gloomy. Zhao Siku, as a senior eunuch who was in charge of Yinshoujian in the Liyang Palace, although he took off the red python robe that was still very eye-catching in the palace, his kung fu of observing words and expressions is still sharp, but Zhao Siku also What to say, took a sip of wine, and picked a relatively calm topic as the opening remark, "Our family just came back from the Qingludong Academy, and Master Huangshan in yellow clothes asked our family to ask two old friends for a few words." Tie, our family didn't dare to promise it indiscriminately, we just said to bring the words."
Mi Qiong shook his head and said: "Nowadays, Lao Peng and I don't have the leisure time to write a copybook. This matter may disappoint Brother Zhao and Master Huang Shan."
Zhao Siku couldn't see that Mi Peng, who carved the stele all day long, was still trembling with his wrists toasting, so he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Master Huang Shan said in advance , this matter is not in a hurry, he can wait, a few years or even ten years."
Peng He laughed and said: "As long as the prince beats the barbarians away, don't say three or four posters, it's thirty or forty, my old Peng can also send it to Huang Chang's Qingludong Academy in person. But Brother Zhao, We are not outsiders, so I will put the ugly words first, but Mi Laoer and I have heard that many non-local scholars in the academy are not a thing, pointing fingers at our military and government in Beiliang, I always feel that they have come to Qingliangshan Palace Or if you go to Huaiyangguan Duhu Mansion, you will be able to turn the tide, these little bastards don’t think it hurts to stand and talk, just because our prince is easy to talk, we can make progress, so Huang Chang doesn’t care about it?"
After all, Zhao Siku was the great eunuch who was well-known in the palace, and he did not blindly agree with Peng He who was filled with righteous indignation. He shook his head and said, "It's not that we can't manage this matter, but it's hard to manage it because of stiff wrists. When I first came to Beiliang, I changed a lot. Occasionally, I still have words and deeds of bookishness, but the original intention is for the good of Beiliang. At the beginning, I moved to Beiliang with the mentality of moving the dead and living. The young people who came to the Liang officialdom unknowingly regard themselves as Beiliang people, which is a great thing."
Mi Qiong, who once smashed the cherished inkstone in front of Xu Fengnian, hummed, "The seeds of reading, the seeds of reading, these young people have really taken root and sprouted in Beiliang. The towering trees that scholars in the Central Plains look up to form a majestic scholar forest."
Peng He raised his glass, paused, and couldn't help sighing: "I'm afraid we old guys won't be able to wait until that day."
Mi Qiong, who is more temperamental, said angrily: "Yao Baifeng, who went to the Imperial College in the capital, does not say that morality and learning are all first-class in the world. He is indeed called a scholar. Even if I leave Beiliang, I, Mi Qiong I hope that everyone in Yao can flourish in the imperial court, but this Yan Jiexi is really not a thing, relying on climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, he became a palace scholar, and he forgot his roots! It is said that he is expected to become the vice-president of the next exam. After one of the chief executive officers, he announced that we would reduce the number of places that our Beiliang is eligible to enter Beijing to take the exam. We cut off half of the previous year's unshakable forty people and only allowed twenty people to participate in the exam! Thanks to that year I also wrote a lot of copybook birthday couplets for this old thing, I wish I could chop off my hands!"
Peng He sneered and said, "Yan Wugui didn't do this to avoid suspicion. Let's count our fingers. The older generation Master Yao, the younger generation Chen Wang and Sun Yin, which one is not the top scholar in the temple, is That Jin Lanting, who is also the vice president of the Ministry of Rites, also came out of our Beiliang, maybe this time the number of Beiliang will be reduced, it is Yan Jiexi and Jin Lanting, the old and the young, who will meet Dodging the sinister deeds that have been combined."
Zhao Si said with a wry smile: "The two old friends just want to relax. Let us see that the number of places in Beiliang is not reduced in the end, but on the contrary. It's very simple. More and more scholars are pouring into Beiliang. How can the imperial court not panic? At this time, Yan Jiexi and Jin Lanting's proposal is just a show, and the gang of Huang Zigongqing, who is the center of the imperial court, will not accept it, but will increase the number of places. The Beiliang scholars rushing for the exam, no accident, there will be a considerable proportion of the lucky ones who do well in Tai'an City. The imperial court just wants to take this opportunity to tell us that the scholars in Beiliang, who have learned literary and martial arts, and the emperor's family, from now on In the future, the price given by the imperial court will not be low, and the flowers bloom inside the wall and the fragrance outside the wall."
Peng He froze for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "This imperial court is too shameless!"
Mi Qiong said even more bluntly: "If I were the prince, I would simply stop these scholars, so that the fat and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders."
Zhao Siku shook his head and said with a smile: "Beiliang has never done such dirty things since the Great General, and in the hands of the prince, he still wouldn't do it. Maybe in the eyes of many officials in Liyang, this would be a stupid thing. But from our family’s point of view, justice is in the hearts of the people, and that’s enough.”
Mi Qiong nodded, "Yeah, justice is at your fingertips."
Peng He drank all the wine in his glass in one breath, squeezed the empty wine glass vigorously, and said in a hoarse voice: "The Lord of Hutou City Liu Jinu is dead, the captain Chu Hanqing is dead, the captain Ma Lili is dead, and the entire Tiger Head City is dead. The infantry and cavalry troops all died. Youzhou Hulukou, Wogong City, Luanhe City, Xiaguang City, Liuzhou Qingcang City, so many places, so many Beiliang frontier troops, so many people died! Do they know about the Liyang court? Do the people of the Central Plains know about it?"
Peng He put down his wine glass, hammered his chest heavily, and said with a sob: "I don't care if they know it or not, Mi Qiong and I, two immortal guys, have engraved so many young Bei Liangerlang's names with our own hands. It's all white-haired people sending black-haired people, I'm so nervous!"
Zhao Siku, who used to be a pawn of the Zhao family to guard the heavenly man Gao Shulu, was silent.
My son, if you hadn't died young, if you could see this scene today, would you regret choosing Chen Zhibao instead of assisting Xu Fengnian like Mr. Li Yishan
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Before the season of autumn, Jizhou is already a troubled and eventful autumn.
At this time, Cai Nan, the newly-appointed Jiedu envoy of Lianghuai Road, and Han Lin, who later became the economic envoy, quickly became the focus of discussion in the capital's officialdom. They are not too willing to say good things, but Han Lin, the former servant of the Ministry of punishment, is a well-known Qingliu civil servant in Tai'an City, so most of the Beijing officials are sympathetic, and they all feel sorry for Mr. Han's fate. After finally being released as an official, he took over such a mess . For some reason, during this period, a person surnamed Zhao who entered the Lianghuai Road earlier than Cai and Han, was not mentioned from the beginning to the end. Zhao Wuhe is today's son, but his mother is also the daughter of Peng's family, who is the head of the Northern Scholars Group, but after Zhao Xiong, who was named King of Han and feudal to Jizhou, left the capital, he disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, you know The third prince was a well-known number one person in Tai'an City back then, and he had never stopped his romantic and elegant affairs. When Zhao Xiong was in full swing, the fourth prince of the capital led by Wang Yuanran is still envious in nowhere. Of the six sons of the first emperor, the eldest son Zhao Wu was the only prince who held the military power of the Tiger Talisman. In the foggy and rainy Jiangnan Road where the scholars are flourishing, the fifth prince, Zhao Hong, was granted the title of king of Yue, and the feudal land was in the old Dongyue.
There is a lake in the newly built Han Wang Mansion, which was named Ting Tao Lake by Zhao Xiong. Everyone knows that there is a Ting Chao Lake in Bei Liang Wang Mansion, which makes people daydream. There is a pavilion in the center of Tingtao Lake, surrounded by water on all sides. There is no bridge, and a lotus boat must be used as a ferry. There are bamboo tables on the rattan bed in the pavilion, several plump peonies in the vase, and smoke from the incense burner.
Zhao Xiong, who was wearing plain white casual clothes, was leaning on the bed, holding a wine glass. There was a maid holding an ancient book in front of the feudal lord. Play a fan behind you to drive away the heat.
Zhao Xiong drank a glass of wine after reading a page of a book, enjoying himself without talking to others.
An afternoon passed slowly in the leisurely leisure of the young Hanwang.
Zhao Xiong glanced at the sky outside the window, and soon a maid helped him put on his boots, and came to the window railing, squinting at the motionless figure on the lake bank, Zhao Xiong clicked his tongue, "No wonder you can be as old as I am?" The lightest general of a state is really hard enough."
Zhao Xiong left the pavilion, took the lotus boat back to the shore, and walked to the precarious Jizhou general. After the vassal king approached, the latter clasped his fists and said in a low voice, "The last general, Yuan Tingshan, will see His Highness the King of Han!"
Zhao Xiong waved his hand casually, and said with a smile: "General Yuan just speak up if you have something to say."
Yuan Tingshan raised his head slowly, and stood on the bank for a whole afternoon, but his eyes were shining, he didn't see the slightest sign of depression, and there was no look of flattery on his face, "I implore the prince to write the secret letter that can go directly to the imperial study for the general. Come on, say a few bad words."
Zhao Xiong pretended to be surprised and said: "How did General Yuan know that this king has the duty of presenting secret papers? And why do you want this king to speak ill of you? This king has heard that your situation in Yuan Tingshan is already bad enough. My father-in-law got a good deal from you. Recently, even some confidantes who had been recruited with great difficulty have gone to lieutenant general Han Fang of Jizhou. Even envoy Cai Jiedu closed the door to thank you, let alone envoy Han Jinglue. You are here today. In the mansion of the prince, shouldn’t waiting all afternoon be a timely gift? Why do you want to add fuel to the fire instead? I’m tired of being a general, and want to try something new as a prisoner?”
Hearing Hanwang's cynicism, Yuan Tingshan's face remained unchanged, and he always maintained a respectful posture of clasping his fists and bowing, and said in a sincere tone: "The general came to visit this time, and brought ten thousand taels of gold, ten boxes of rare calligraphy and paintings..."
Listening to the narration of this young man who was privately called a mad dog by some Beijing officials, Zhao Xiong was absent-minded for a moment, thinking of a picture for no reason. He had never seen that picture with his own eyes, but he had heard it with his own ears many times. .
Many years ago, there was a young general who looked like this, begging to give gifts to others in the yamen of Liyang Military Department.
Zhao Xiong looked up at the gorgeous sky with large expanses of burning clouds, and said to himself: "It's a pity that it didn't rain."
Yuan Tingshan looked up at the apparently absent-minded King of Han, lowered his head, and bit his lip quietly.
The two father-in-laws, General Gu Jiantang, have made it clear that he will not help the corrupt situation in Jizhou, and the Yanbao of the Li family also vaguely revealed that the nearly 10,000 Li family private riders are the last family property and will not be handed over to him. The son-in-law squandered wantonly, even if he wants to fight with 10,000 private riders, he will only fight in the south of Jinan, and even if allowed, he will move to the north of Jiangnan Road in one go, and he will never let Yuan Tingshan take him to the border of Jibei to fight with Beimang die. As a result, the Jizhou General's Mansion, which was originally thriving, can be described as internal and external troubles. But Yuan Tingshan doesn't mind these things, he can even retreat from his official career, and he doesn't even want this general of Jizhou, but Yuan Tingshan is very afraid of one person, that is the young man sitting on the dragon chair in Tai'an City Son of Heaven, Yuan Tingshan is afraid that he will become a mediocre general in the heart of this ambitious emperor. Once such a fatal impression is formed in the emperor's mind, it will be meaningless for Yuan Tingshan to win a hundred battles . So Yuan Tingshan came to beg Zhao Xiong, the King of Han, to impeach him in secret papers. Only in this way, the young emperor felt that everyone in Jizhou from top to bottom was rejecting Yuan Tingshan, like a lonely official in a temple. Then he can have a chance to make a comeback.
"Gold? My surname is Zhao. What do you need? Antique calligraphy and painting? I have touched more in my life than you Yuan Tingshan has ever seen."
Zhao Xiong stretched out his hand and patted Yuan Tingshan's shoulder, "So Yuan Tingshan, when there will be a day of great success in the future, don't forget who gave you a hand when you were desperate."
Yuan Tingshan firmly grasped the back of his right fist with the five fingers of his left hand, and his veins bulged, "I will never forget it!"
Zhao Xiong leaned over slightly, and whispered in Yuan Tingshan's ear: "In fact, whether you are a general in Jizhou, or you go to Guangling Road to lead troops to suppress the rebellion, in the heart of a certain person, you are actually not worthy of his trust, only you The father-in-law is dead, and you will be able to rise to the top one day. Take this sentence as a gift from me in return."
Yuan Tingshan's body trembled.
Zhao Xiong seemed a little tired, he waved his hand and said, "Go, I won't see you off."
Yuan Tingshan continued to bow his waist and retreated a few steps before turning around and leaving.
Zhao Xiong looked at the back, smiled and said: "You underestimate my third brother too much, um, you underestimate me Zhao Xiong too. Forget it, I will help you this time."
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There is a scenic spot Sanhuatai in Yangzhou, Jiangnan. The mountains are not high, but there are no mountains within a hundred miles, which makes it very prominent. According to legend, during the Dafeng Dynasty, an eminent monk who attained the Tao preached here, which attracted fairies to scatter flowers and stubborn stones to nod.
In the twilight, romantic and famous people in the south of the Yangtze River call for friends and gather on flower stands to enjoy the moonlight and say goodbye to summer and welcome autumn together. Everyone brings their own rugs, wine, refreshments, chopsticks, incense burner and salary rice, and arranges them on the ground on the top of the mountain.
Tonight, there were as many as 900 people on the mountain. Under the guidance of a wealthy and famous person, they got up and recited "My Generation's Essay Gao Baixue" aloud, and nearly a thousand people sang the well-known and eternally famous "Jiangnan Journey" ", for a while the sound was like thunder, and the drinking was like a fountain.
In the middle of the night, the white moonlight fills the flower-scattering platform.
Among the group of Jiangnan literati with similar family backgrounds sitting next to each other, the top of the Scattered Flower Terrace has the widest view and excellent viewing area. There is a group of people who are invisible to others. The leader is an old man with white hair and white clothes, sitting cross-legged and lying on his knees. A big white cat dozing off. There are only six or seven people sitting on six or seven mats beside the old man. Among them is Lu Daolin, who resigned from his post as Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites a few years ago, the old head of the Lu family in Huting, and Lu Baijie, the former Shangshu of the Ministry of War In just ten years, the Lu family published one school and two ministers, and he truly deserved the praise of the late emperor that "the children of the Lu family are full of beautiful things". Now, although Lu Daolin has returned to the mountains and forests, and Lu Baijie has also left Beijing sadly, it does not affect the strength of the Lu family in the south of the Yangtze River. The detached status of the other three major families. There is also Xu Yinsheng, the old patriarch of Gumu Xu's family. This old man took care of himself after his eldest son Xu Gong was named General Longxiang. His vitality was greatly injured, but fortunately, Xu Gong lived up to the expectations of everyone. He came to Beijing to serve as the Minister of the Ministry of War, supporting the main beam. Xu Yinsheng, who had been refusing customers behind closed doors before, finally appeared. The love and hatred between her and Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie is well known in the Taoist forest in the south of the Yangtze River. And that middle-aged Confucian scholar named Yuan Jiangyan was not only the mainstay of the Bo Tuan Yuan family, but also a well-known talker among the government and the public.
Beside the vicissitudes old man with the white cat on his lap, sits a handsome young man who bows his head and bends over, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, but it is not fanning the breeze for his ancestors, but for the lazy white cat. Cat fan. Standing far behind the young man was a blue-clothed swordsman who didn't drink at all. He was sober when everyone was drunk, and he was alone when everyone was sitting, which was an eyesore.
Huting Lu family, Jiangxin Yu family, Bo Tuan Yuan family and Gumu Xu family, these four families on the Jiangnan Road are the main force in the south to compete with the northern scholars. The Qing Party in Qingzhou was also a natural member of the four major families. The ally, unfortunately, was not successful, and was tossed and torn apart by the former chief assistant Zhang Julu. Although the four surnames are always on the Jiangnan Road, and generations of people have been fighting openly and secretly, but in Tai'an City, in the Liyang Temple, the four surnames are incomparably united. Xu Gong was able to enter the capital from the local area. It is very important to take down the Minister of the Ministry of War, the old head of the Yu family who raised the white cat, and Yu Jiankang, who did not hesitate to go to the capital in person.
Xu Yinsheng looked at Yu Jiankang, who was one generation higher than himself, and sighed softly: "Mr. Yu, there is a lot of chaos now. Let's say that Yuan Guo finally came back and became the Minister of the Ministry of Finance in charge of the money bag. In just one day, he was pushed to Guangling Road next door to us, and served as Jiedu envoy. Because it is under the jurisdiction of the vassal king, he was still a deputy. If our Tangxi hadn't been suppressed by Da Jijiu and Tan Tanweng to help talk, I'm afraid It was not Cai Nan but Tangxi who went to serve as the Jiedu envoy of Lianghuai. Mr. Yu, although Tangxi is still serving as Minister of the Ministry of War, His Majesty has obviously moved his mind to move his position. In Mr. Yu's opinion, Where is Tangxi going next? Let's focus on what's in store and think about it in the long run."
Yu Jiankang smiled and pointed at Lu Daolin, "Master Shangshu's elder brother is not in a hurry, what are you, Xu Yinsheng, in a hurry for?"
Lu Daolin said helplessly: "It's not that I'm not in a hurry, but it's useless to be in a hurry. Fortunately, Cai Nan has already gone to Lianghuai Road, and Yuan Guo has gone to Guangling Road. Now, as long as Tangxi is not sent to the southern border, it will not be too bad. "
Yu Jiankang reached out and touched the white cat's head, and said calmly: "In the past, there was Zhang Lu and Gu Lu. From the capital to the ground, they all revolved around civil and military disputes. Now the two huts have become a thing of the past. Next, it's the turn of the north-south dispute." Alright, Zhongshu Province Qi Da Jijiu is a typical southerner, his deputy Zhao Youling is from the South, Menxia Province Tantan Weng is from the North, and Chen Wang is from the North Liang. It can be a tie. Let’s count the six ministers and six departments , the new minister of the Ministry of Officials, Yin Maochun, is from the south, and the two ministers of the household department, Wang Xionggui and Yuan Guo, are both from the south. If you add Lu Daolin, the former minister of the Ministry of rites, and Lu Baijie, the current minister of the military department, you don’t think that we southern scholars , are there too many positions in the front of the court? In this way, if Xu Gong is allowed to take charge of the Ministry of War, and Han Lin, the former servant of the Ministry of Punishment, takes over as Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, how will the northern scholars get along in the future? In terms of the number of Jinshi, the southerners have an absolute advantage. So, Han Lin went to Jizhou, and Yuan Guo went to Guangling Road. These are all reasonable things, so don’t make a fuss. Later, Tang Tieshuang became Minister of the Ministry of War, and Xu Gong It's not surprising that I can only continue to stay in the position of servant for four to five or six years."
Speaking of this, Yu Jiankang paused for a while, and smiled, "What's interesting is that there is now a new force that should not be underestimated in Tai'an City, the University scholar Yan Jiexi, Guozijian Zuo Jijiu Yao Baifeng, Menxia Province's Chen Wang, Jin Lanting, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, Yan Chiji, the Huangmen Lang, and Sun Yin, who is temporarily dormant, are all from Beiliang without exception, but they all have a good reputation in the officialdom. There are not many people, but all of them have weight in their words, especially that Chen Wang is an even more remarkable person. Even if he compares Bi Yan'er's official career in those days, he still surpasses it. This is somewhat similar to inserting a youth party between Zhang Lu and Gu Lu back then, except that Compared with the sloppy Qingdang, this group of officials who barely call it the Liangdang have never formed a party. Have you noticed that although these people are all from Beiliang, their loyalty to His Majesty is the same as that of other civil and military officials in the temple. They are incomparable. In the future, I guess it will be led by the promising Chen Wang, who will form a tripartite confrontation with our two groups of scholars from the north and the south."
Yuan Jiangyan said with emotion: "Could it be another blue eye?"
Yu Jiankang shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's more than that."
Lu Daolin looked up at the moonlit night, dazed.
Xu Huipu looked sad for some reason, maybe he was thinking of the Tangxi Sword Immortal who was far away in the capital, or a woman surnamed Xu who liked to wear red clothes and was separated by Yin and Yang.
Yu Jiankang smiled and said: "The next thing our four families have to do is to take a step back. The northern families like the Peng family in Liaodong are going to snatch the seats in the capital at this time. , It's very simple, wait, wait until the Peng family is overcrowded, and at the same time, we must wait until Chen Wang, Sun Yin, and Fan Changhou really grow up. It’s okay for people to have conflicts. They, in the past few years, can be a stumbling block for those younger generations wearing small shoes, but sooner or later one day they will suffer a lot. During this period, you people, take a step back and don’t care about anything Now, let’s add to the icing on the cake for the promising young people of Tai’an City, help them make a name for themselves in the literary world, promote their prestige, sing poems from time to time, and form a good relationship.”
Yuan Jiangyan laughed and said, "How difficult is this!"
Next, Yu Jiankang made a strange move, raised his wine glass, turned to face northwest, and toasted a glass of wine from afar.
On behalf of the Central Plains, I, Yu Jiankang, offer you a toast to Beiliang.
A toast to your father and son.