The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 73: The height of the temple
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The alleys of Tai'an City are empty, and the emperor of the Zhao family and Empress Zhao Zhi drove outside the city to wait, and brought all the big and small yellow gates of the Imperial Academy, just to wait for one person. The six chief officials spontaneously "lazy" came to the city to gather together, and even the military minister Lu Baijie got away from his busy schedule, not to mention the large idlers like Shangshu Yuanguo, the head of the six departments, Zhao Youling, with him. Wang Xionggui, who had gone out of the same school but eventually parted ways, had a large group of dependent officials behind each of them. They were very distinct. There are also the royal relatives, Yan Jiexi, and many honorable and transcendent scholars, as well as many elders and grandchildren who do not need to participate in the court after they reach the age, and their descendants. It can be said that the only difference is that the official who is in charge of the local officials outside Beijing criticizes the prime minister Yin Maochun, but only careful people will find that in fact, this unprecedented open-air banquet is slightly inadequate, because two very important figures are missing. , The first assistant Zhang Julu, and Tan Tan Weng Huan Wen, who holds the power of the province. However, there are too many high-ranking officials and traffickers gathered outside Tai'an City. The absence of these two court officials, intentionally or unintentionally, does not affect the uproar of the capital today.
When the masters of the Song family were the overlords of the literary world, who made the father and son Xueye visit but closed their doors? The energetic Xu Weixiong's mentor, and who did he find to quarrel with him to lose the handy place of Shangyin Xuegong Grand Sacrifice Wine? And who is qualified to let the Neo-Confucianist family led by Yao Baifeng not hesitate to use the power of the whole family to contend with it? Who made the Emperor Chu emperor give birth to the feeling that "if you don't go out of the mountain, what is the life of the common people"? At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, who faced the pressure of the Xu family's ten thousand cavalry, walked out alone, and let the man Tu take the initiative to make a detour in a few words?
This is a big man who is recognized by the government and the public as "the height of knowledge and the height of the sky".
is the incumbent wine of Shangyin Xuegong, Qi Yanglong.
There are more than fifty miles away from Tai'an City. On a slightly remote official road, there is a team of weird travellers. The oldest is already covered with sparse snow hair, short stature, and dusty. Only dilapidated bamboo bookcase. A man in his thirties carrying a girl in a green robe, the three met on their way north to Tai'an City. The large group of old men who were still studying young people were embarrassed in their pockets, relying on them to drink and eat. Willing to go, go together. The little girl in the green dress doesn't wait to see this old and disrespectful old guy. She is crazy and always likes to say something she doesn't understand. Isn't this half a bucket of water there to show off? What is it? Especially when the old man talked about things in Beiliang, Lvpao hated the prince who made him never see his second grandfather again, so he became more reluctant to pay attention to the short winter melon that she took. The nicknamed old man. What's more, the old man still likes to see beautiful women all the way, but can't turn his eyes. The little girl complained to her several times, and he always smiled but refused to agree.
At this time, there was a group of young people from the family with fresh clothes and angry horses passing by on the official road. The old man finally looked away from a rich woman riding a horse, and began to mutter again, "Oh, today’s The girl is really more and more beautiful and handsome. Compared with the previous fifty or sixty years, she is much more beautiful."
After leaving the city of Emperor Wu, the bridegroom Yu, who went all the way north, asked with a soft smile, "Old gentleman, is there anything else you need to pay attention to?"
The old man carefully stroked the fading snow-white hair, a bit distressed by the old brothers who had fallen from their heads along the way, squinted after squinting: "Yes, the world is good, only women can get out well. It's really true. The older you are, the more you envy you young people. Young man, when you get older, you will be so emotional."
was laughed off by Wang Xianzhi's apprentice, who was called a young man, because the bridegroom was not a person who likes to be polite, so he stopped talking.
The old man opened his mouth and talked like a sluice flood discharge, completely unable to stop, muttering to himself: "The world is like a long stream, but after the end of the Spring and Autumn War, there was a big turning point. The direction of the flow has changed. It will get better and better. What is the truth, I can't say it for three days and three nights, hey, but I just know it."
lay lazily on the green robe on the back of the groom and said, "Even if you like to talk, do you think I like to listen?"
The old man smiled and said: "Little girl, do you know what it means to like someone?"
Lupao'er turned his head and didn't even look at this awful old man.
The old man asked and replied: "That is, before seeing the other person, he didn't know what it was, and after missing it, he didn't know what it was."
Yu Groom, whose realm is far-reaching and bottomless, seemed to touch his heart and frowned.
The old man jumped, probably hoping to see the walls of Tai'an City, carrying a heavy bookbox on his back and making this antics, making the green gown who was actually sneaking at him laugh. The old man made a grimace at a female doll, and caused Lupao's eyes to roll, put his little head on the warm shoulder of the groom, and asked: "Grandpa Dwarf melon, do you have someone you like?"
The old man shook his head and smiled: "No, when I was young, there were many women who liked me."
Lupao shaved his cheeks with his fingers, mocking the old man for not being ashamed.
When the bridegroom walked to the stubble corner of the official road, he smiled and said: "Old sir, we will continue to go north, hope we can meet again someday."
The old man waved his hand and smiled freely and said: "It's hard to see each other again today. I am an old man with loess buried in my neck. I don't know the name of the green girl, and she must be beautiful in the future."
The green robe made a cry.
While the bridegroom carried the little **** his back, he continued walking towards Liangliao, while the old man walked towards Tai'an City.
lived for too many years and hid too many words.
The old man couldn't find someone to talk to, and for many years he could only talk to himself.
"Old Hong, you have collected a basket of disciples and students, and only two successful people, Zhang Julu and Huan Wen. It seems that you cast a wide net and you haven't caught many big fish."
"Look at me again, Xun Ping, Xie Feiyu, Yuan Benxi, just three anonymous students."
"Old Hong, I'm going to Beijing this time, don't blame me for bullying the small, but if you have the ability to crawl out of the coffin and scold me, then you can count on you."
walked, the old man was finally able to look up and see the majestic outline of Tai'an City, the old man turned the bookbox upside down, hoarsely humming a little tune.
I came from the mountain, carrying an old bookcase. I'm going to the downtown, where is my hometown...
Tan Tanweng took a pot of good wine and walked on the deserted and lonely street. On both sides are the top high-door mansions in the capital, but at this time he went outside the city to meet the old guy who is older than himself. , The doors of every house were closed tightly, which saved many of his short and long visits this time. Stopped outside a mansion and looked up at the golden plaque written by the emperor. The plainly dressed "Prime Minister" concierge saw this unexpected guest and was a little stunned. However, Tan Tan Wong had been in and out before this year. It's simple, and there is no self-assertion to move the crowd. Instead, you will be grabbed by the pigtail by the master Zuo Shu, but respectfully stepped forward and greeted, Huan Wen smiled and nodded, and casually said a few words, "You Ma, you Did that little daughter get married? If not, would you like me to help you kidnap a young man from the province," the old concierge of Zhang Mansion surnamed Ma was ruined. Huan Wen was more familiar with this mansion than his own. He didn't need others to lead the way. He walked straight to Master Shoufu's study without knocking on the door. After crossing the threshold, Zhang Julu, who was standing habitually holding a book and reading, glanced sideways. , Did not speak. Huan Wen put the pot of royal wine from the Ministry of Rites on the desk, sitting on the only chair in the study, and said: "It's really a cicada noisy Lin Yujing."
The two old men are close friends. In Tantanwong’s words, you know what **** you are going to shit. Zhang Julu quickly understood, and said flatly: "This is not a cicada noise, Qi Yanglong entered Beijing, it was walking on Yangguan Avenue, and it was a dragon entering the sea."
桓 snorted warmly, picked up some advice on the desk, and suddenly sank, and asked: "You really want to make great use of the water transport held by the nobles of the North, and the new nobility in the capital. The Yanzheng who is regarded as the lifeblood? In addition, you were in the court a few days ago and proposed to set the rules for regular inspections of the border guards of the Ministry of War. Well, the base camp where two scholars of the court gathered together, and the local generals headed by Gu Jiantang, Coupled with your slashing faculty, these four-headed behemoths, one of them has not fallen. Are you a young enemy with blue eyes?"
Zhang Julu didn’t raise his head, and said: “You’re missing one, I will still vigorously rectify the malpractices of the subordinate staff. After the world’s poorest soldiers are advanced, they can’t do it once and for all. You still have to follow the rules.”
桓 Wen murmured: "I'm crazy."
Zhang Julu put away the book in his hand and meticulously put it back into the bookcase. The tall head of the dynasty stood in the shadows and slowly said: "We Liyang is not the great Chu who was on the left side of the river, regardless of the west. When will the remnants of Chu go out, the imperial court will continue to transport grain and material resources from the rich and prosperous southeast to the capital. This is a national plan that will take a hundred years to operate. Moreover, the frontier war will soon come, and it has become an urgent matter. I raised the issue of shipping grain by sea, facts. The proof is not feasible. The risk is too great. The disappearance of the fleet in Yonghui's last year is still unknown whether it was killed in Shanghai or robbed. This canal has a bad language that wipes out the southeast, but it also shows. The importance of it to the imperial court. The strategy I set at the time was indeed to raise the soldiers of the Northern Liao Dynasty by taxation in the southeast. By the way, they forced the Western Chu to rebel, and even the people along the canal evoked civil upheavals to fight for the river water. Don’t suppress them, but in the past few years, the nobles of the north from the land of Longxing have made a profit by holding the lifeline of a country, but they don’t know it. After entering Beijing, the decline has been reduced year by year, but now it has dropped to less than 8 million shi. Where did you go? Even if the gangsters and horse thieves are allowed to swagger and carry the food, how much can they take? The water transport officer with the official second-grade official position, and the eight senior officials with the senior officials above the fifth-grade, including the water-grain transshipment department and the dispatching department, are under their jurisdiction. They even dared to send food to the north by cater to the north, and even the military minister Lu Baijie’s order to transfer troops dared to use the so-called ancestral system to reject it. If I don’t move the water policy, who will do it? Will the soldiers from the north go hungry at that time? Fighting against Beimang? Is it possible to eat food to fill the stomach for the soldiers who died in the country, but also to look at the faces of people? Even begging grandpa to tell grandma to ask those water transportation officials who never put the household department in their eyes?"
Huan Wen sighed and shook his hand with a note, "Then this salt policy? Whoever makes money is not to make money. He wants to eat a piece of fat in the mouth of an outsider, so you have to go to the tiger's mouth to pull his teeth?"
Zhang Julu sneered: "The stagnant water smells and the living water is clear. The power issued by the salt seal has been held in their hands for more than ten years, and they have earned money that their children and grandchildren can't spend in ten lifetimes. Is the court reward not rich enough? The great military merits should also be rewarded to the end. It’s time for a group of people to sit in Zhuangri and make money!"
Huan Wen asked: "Are you going to give the rich family in the south of the Yangtze River who claims to have two sleeves and a breeze with a bright moon on their shoulders?"
Zhang Julu nodded and said: "Otherwise, how can they truly contribute to the court, otherwise the court will fight with the Western Chu for decades, and they will be able to enjoy their decades of wind and snow, and the tyrants have always been bad habits. So. The two things that make them take the initiative to bow their heads are official hats and money bags."
桓 Wen wanted to say something and stopped. If in previous years, he picked out any thing, he would be able to discuss with Biyaner day and night until he confirmed that there was no major harm to the people’s livelihood. If it goes on, it is like slowly dredging the meridians of the entire empire.
Zhang Julu walked out of the shadows, and in the twilight, the dim yellow afterglow shone on one side of the tall old man's face.
Huan Wen sighed.
Zhang Julu asked: "I heard that you had a bad cough some time ago?"
Huanwen stared: "Small illnesses and disasters, and uncontrollably pouring yourself violently, which one do you think will die quickly?"
Zhang Julu laughed off.
Huan Wen hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak, Zhang Julu smiled and said: "The young man from Beiliang who is living in your province~IndoMTL.com~ I will give him a question, "There is a lack of skill, and it can be used or not. You can make great use of the comments, which will always keep him stable for a few years."
桓 Wen took a deep look at this old friend, and then walked out of the study silently.
Zhang Julu opened his mouth, and finally did not say anything. He just looked at Huan Wen's old back and waved his hand gently.
Tan Tanweng left Zhang’s Mansion, where people who dare to vote at the door to insult Master Shoufu, went straight to Zhao Jiaweng, and came to the Hanlin, which was almost empty except for the handyman. hospital.
The old man smiled bitterly, and Tai'an City thought that as long as the old dragon was born to help the common people, what deer would be needed?
Huan Wen walked to a secluded room and asked someone to bring the key to open it. Although there were no big or small yellow doors in the office for many years, people often cleaned it, and it was fairly elegant and clean.
Back then, he and Biyan'er were in this room. He was warm and energetic, and he had no eyes to spare. After drinking, anyone dared to scold him. Why can't Huanwen give advice on the world?
And Biyan'er never drinks, he always listens, and every time he waits for Huan Wen to get drunk, he has to carry him home.
Huanwen rummaged through a bookcase in the corner, found the pair of cups and chopsticks, and put them on the table.
Huan Wen sat down and tapped the porcelain cup with a chopstick.
jingle.
The old man choked up and said: "Chunshan is not old and still green, people are old and rare, and there is no one to accompany them. They only listen to logging and dingding."
Ding Ding Ding.