Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 340: Hate

Beijing

At this evening, the streets were bustling with people, and the shops and restaurants along the way were full of lights, which looked gorgeous and bright, with small loads on both sides, and there were wontons, dumplings, pancakes, and buns everywhere. W

The Baihua Tower stands on the north side of the street. Zhu Yingqing steps are facing the street, with lights hanging. There are thirty or forty guests sitting in the lobby downstairs. They gather together in twos and threes, blushing. Light.

Ren Wei looked at the window on the third floor in plain clothes, seemingly worried, while a scholar next to him was dressed in a white robe, washed clean, and looked about 30 years old.

Ren Wei turned around: "Zhou Zhiyuan, do you know everything I ordered?"

Zhou Zhiyuan said: "Mr. Ren, since you have paid a hundred taels of silver, I must do your business beautifully."

"Okay, I'll see how you arrange it." Ren Wei smiled, Zhou Zhiyuan didn't say much, he just twitched his hand, and went down without going to the lobby, just waiting at the entrance of the second floor. .

Some people climbed upstairs, they were all elegant seats, the floor was clean, and there was a file in the corner. There were all kinds of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. There were already people, more than a dozen people, in groups of three to five, chanting poems, writing lyrics, and discussing With the stereotyped art, Zhou Zhiyuan greeted him: "Brother Li, you can come, please."

Li Shusheng is middle-aged, nodding his head: "I am late, forgive my sins."

Before the words were finished, I listened to one of them saying: "Have you heard? King Lu came to the capital, and he fell for another city."

Hearing the voice, Zhou Zhiyuan's face condensed and he sighed: "Brother Li, the world has only been in peace for a few years, and it is chaotic again. Please also speak to the small banquet."

"Please"

This is a small feast for scholars. It's not big, but they are all famous scholars in the circle. They have a lot of influence in Shilin.

When Li Shusheng arrived upstairs, someone shouted: "Li Sheng is here."

"Meet Brother Chen."

Zhou Zhiyuan took the seat, looked around, and saw that all the people he invited were coming, and said: "Everyone is here, let's have a banquet."

"Excellent, excellent." One person tapped the table lightly with a fan.

Zhou Zhiyuan yelled: "Man, serve food, let's have another jade altar dew."

Yutanlu is a good wine in the capital. Hearing this, the guy hurriedly responded, only for a moment, all the wines and dishes were set up one by one.

For scholars who use wine, they naturally have to do some literary youth. What they have is a wine order. This is a wine order. There are forty-eight liquor chips, and there is a difference between "red chips" and "green chips."

The top of the red chip is carved in a convex shape and painted in red; the top of the green chip is carved in a concave shape, painted in green, and the red chip is inscribed on the red chip. In conjunction with an ancient poem, the green chip engraved how to drink and what to order.

"I'll come, I'll come!" One person rushed up, drew a sign, and said: "Left seat to drink, haha, brother Shen, you are at my home, quickly have a drink!"

Everyone suddenly booed, and then listened to the sound of pouring the wine. This man groaned and drank, sipping his alcohol, saying: "Come on for the first drink, come on, Brother Zhou, chief, you come to draw a lot."

Zhou Zhiyuan had to pick a green chip among the green chips, looked at it, and smiled: "Pass through the bamboo knot three times, and those who fail to pass will drink a cup of order."

The sound of pouring wine, sipping, and laughter was endless, and the wine was hot in the ears for a while. Seeing that it was almost finished, Zhou Zhiyuan glanced at it and sighed: "Brothers, the world is in chaos recently, and the saint is sick. In the prince’s supervision of the country, there was the rebellion of Yingzhou first, and then the rebellion of King Lu. How can we who are studying, stand by and watch? Although we are among the people, we should contribute to the court and the people. At this time, it is our offer. When making suggestions."

Small banquet for scholars, the comment is naturally a major event in the world. This is a question that should be expected. After listening to this, everyone present has responded: "What Brother Zhou said is that we are scholars. , How can you stand by and watch."

Speaking of pacifying the chaos in Yingzhou, some people said: "Although Pei Ziyun has a low power, but he is a Taoist, if he is officially rewarded and ranked among the princes, it will be a Taoist chaos."

"Yes, that's right, Taoists are not court officials, how can they be in politics?"

The scholars all echoed, with anger on their faces. Although this person was once a Juren, but when he became a Taoist, he betrayed Shilin, which is really hateful.

People who are usually faintly jealous are even more righteous: "Zeng Dynasty's Taoist eldest son, Yuan Huanzi, didn't it have no credit, but caused a great disaster, caused civil turmoil, and also caused Zeng Jing's violent death."

"It can be seen that this kind of Taoist, even if they have small merits, will surely cause catastrophe."

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at it and saw that the speaker was a Juren of the same name as his own. Zhu Ziyou, with a slightly extreme temperament, said loudly at this time, which aroused a response in the court.

"When I wait for my hair to be taught, I will read the books of the sages. The strange force is chaotic what the gods do not say, and the road is located. How can you allow the external roads to be rampant? Everyone, now in the rebellion of King Lu, we must not let Pei Ziyun control the military. Daxu, can't find a good minister? Must a Taoist be above the officials? This is the shame of the court. I am going to admonish the court and punish the Taoists who have troubled the government."

Some veteran people heard this and smiled: "Brother Zhu, the Taoist hasn't done a great evil yet, and he has heard that the prince appreciates it. I am afraid it will not be easy to do it."

"It's because the prince appreciates it, that's why we have to eradicate this evil. If the prince is enthroned, wouldn't this kind of demon way become the climate?" Zhu Ziyou seemed to hate Pei Ziyun, and shouted.

"Difficult, difficult, King Lu led his troops straight to the capital. Pei Ziyun won the battle in Yingzhouping. Not to mention the merits, just to be prepared and safe, no one is available, and the court must guarantee it. Ming's standard punishment is here. Time is unlikely." Another scholar stood up and said: "I think we should first defeat the power of this demon way, and then attempt to annihilate it in one fell swoop. Things have to come step by step."

"This is what it says, what it says is very true."

Someone said: "Uncle Zhong Qin is a scholar and he is familiar with military books. He was sworn by the emperor during Long Xingshi (founding of the country). He offered many strategies, experienced wars, and made many achievements. I think this Pei Ziyun took the credit of Zhong Qinbo for the victory of the second state."

"Pei Ziyun is only a Jie Yuan in Yingzhou, has never fought, and is still less than twenty. How can he unite and win the overall situation?" This person swept around the crowd, raised his own doubts, paused, and said "I once heard that Pei Ziyun was a guest of the Prince’s residence. Presumably the prince supervised the country. He got the sentiment and deceived the prince for a while and won the credit of Zhong Qinbo."

"Extremely, I'm waiting to give Uncle Zhong Qin justice." Someone's blue veins bulged on their foreheads, and they raised their arms and shouted, as if they didn't share the sky with Pei Ziyun.

The atmosphere in the venue seemed to have reached a climax. Although Zhou Zhiyuan was the starter, listening to the words of these scholars, he had the urge to withdraw and want to leave.

"The literati are indifferent to each other. If this is the case, isn't it just jealous of Pei Ziyun's talent?" Zhou Zhiyuan thought so, but still said awe-inspiringly: "Everyone said that I am taught by the teacher and the Taoist school is just a small letter and a small benefit. But it is not the road to the world’s livelihood and the people’s livelihood, so the saint abandons it."

"If a Taoist steals the court, even if it is done for a while, it will be a disaster for the whole world. This is not the gain or loss of one person, but the rise and fall of the orthodoxy of our scholars."

"In my opinion, Zhong Qinbo can cope with the state, and will also be able to quell the northern chaos. I should support Zhong Qinbo and must not give the Taoist a crown."

"Yeah, you must not let the Taoist mess up Chaozuo!" These scholars drank, listening to these words, they felt the words were spoken to their hearts, and they all yelled.

One person said: "I have my clan brother Zhu Cheng, now I am working at Yushitai, and I can write a letter!"

"My father has a disciple, Li Zhi, now he works in the Ministry of Etiquette, and he can write a letter!"

"Yes, I still know a lot of students, we can join the book." The scholars were full of joy, connected in series, and one person shouted: "We are all in the dynasty, and we will be able to set things right-come, cheers!"

Everyone toasted together, worked it out, stayed drunk, everyone gradually left, only to see Li Shusheng and Zhou Zhiyuan at the end, Li Shusheng smiled and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou looks different recently, it seems There is an opportunity."

"Brother Li is really smart, but this time you want to be bad." Zhou Zhiyuan waved his hand: "Brother Li, I'll give you a ride?"

"Forget it, I will go back by myself!"

Zhou Zhiyuan sent to everyone, and after a long while back, Ren Wei turned out from the next box: "Who is Li Sheng?"

Zhou Zhiyuan took the sober tea on the table and drank a sip: "It’s Li Siwen, I’ve been living in Beijing for five years, and he has a reputation in the capital, but he’s cautious, although I guess it’s because we deliberately let it go. , But I dare not act rashly."

"By the way, what do you think of my errand?" Zhou Zhiyuan asked curiously: "Why did Pei Jieyuan take this self-defeating strategy?"

Ren Wei couldn't help but smile, and said: "You did a good job, here is for you."

Speaking, handing over a hundred taels of cash, when Zhou Zhiyuan picked it up, Ren Wei sighed and said, "Why, you actually saw it too."

"Pei Jieyuan was elected at the age of seventeen. Scholars all over the world are already envy, jealous, and hate, and they have the poem to praise the world. Although they have to obey it, how many people can bite their teeth in secret?"

"Lead the army to quell the chaos and make a great cause, only 20 years old."

"Even if you are Zhou Zhiyuan, don't you hate it secretly?"

Zhou Zhiyuan was stunned~IndoMTL.com~ With a sudden smile: "Brother Ren is really funny. When it comes to my heart, I am studying at the age of seven, a talented student at the age of 15, and a talented student at the age of 21. At 30, I still have no chance to be a scholar. I was squandered in Beijing. I usually only eat green tofu. When I think of someone who is less than 20, I will go straight up, and I hate to turn over and over in bed and can't sleep."

After that, the two of them laughed, and Ren Weicai said: "The reward is a royal ceremony, but people's hearts and public opinions must also be considered. You can see that it exploded at one point just now. It's really scary. My son also has to defile himself. "

Zhou Zhiyuan smiled: "This is also human nature, something that has happened in all dynasties, so I don't feel soft with this money. I really don't dare to intervene in other things I want."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhiyuan patted Ren Wei on the shoulder, did not speak any more, and walked out. Looking at the figure of this person, Ren Wei could not help but startled. Bureaucrat Lin voluntarily boarded the ship and laid out the overall situation in a calm manner, and the whole world changed for it, and Uncle Zhong Qin was afraid that he would not be far away from death regardless of his prestige.

Otherwise, who knows that Pei Ziyun's move is to kill Zhong Qinbo, even if someone sees through it like Zhou Zhiyuan, they just think it's self-defeating.

Sighing: "This kind of power technique is supernatural, almost close to the Tao."