Some things, or a lot of things, are not as simple as you think. It's very calm to see Mr. Xu, but it's very sad to see him. Xunsheng, a Confucian scholar, has a lot of names. In fact, Mr. Xu is very sad.
Ling Yun sighed, put away the tables and chairs, murmured: "Sir, I don't know how to take two jars of wine."
With that, Ling Yun slapped himself again. "He's usually smart, but he's so stupid now. If you want to ask for wine, you have to ask for it yourself."
Chen Diao temple had also mentioned the case of Xunsheng to himself before. Ling Yun sighed. According to the truth, Confucianism should hold the absolute dominant position in the world of Kyushu, but there are not many Confucianists who really come out to walk, and according to the truth, there should be a lot of Confucianists, On the contrary, they are more like Mr. Wang.
Ling Yun turned and walked into Ling Fu. In the early morning, he asked softly, "who is it?"
"My husband." Ling Yun said mildly, "get ready, and then go to Qingquan county."
"When you are in the capital, you can control those spies by yourself. The more spies you have, the better. More spies you have to be trained by frontier scouts. These spies will be very useful." Ling Yun said.
Nodded in the morning, looking at Ding Jing and Lin Xin, Ling Yun took his hand in the morning and said softly, "don't do it easily yourself, and don't show up easily. The situation in the capital is under my control. For the rest of your life, you should also be on guard. He goes too fast, and many people will be dissatisfied. When you go out to buy vegetables, you must pay attention to some."
Ding Jing turns her head and Lin Xin smiles. They don't have to bring much stuff. Ling Yun hires a carriage and goes to Qingquan County on his own.
As for how many people died in the capital last night, there is nothing to care about for Ling Yun. If you can guess that it's the people you do, you should be more careful about yourself.
Prince Zhao also took this morning's news, heavily fell to the ground, "how unreasonable! That's ridiculous
None of the ten families, including his wife and children, survived. Even sun Si's residence in Beijing was splashed with dung. But the spies in Beijing had no clue. They didn't know who did it.
"Are they the children of those two businessmen?" Fei Xu said in a low voice, if it's true, isn't it too bold to fight against the crown prince? Even if they come from a famous family, they are in the territory of Zhao and song after all.
Zhao also nodded, but they did not dare to sell to them after all, "this account, or remember it first."
"Ling Yun left the capital, maybe this is our chance." Fei Xu said in a low voice.
Zhao Yi's eyes brighten. Ling Yun is the backbone of Ling Fu. Now he has no official status and offends many people. He can use Ling Fu to force Ling Yun to submit, so as to attract him to his command. "You can do it, but you can keep it in the early morning. She is also a beauty in the capital."
"I understand." Fei Xu arched his hand.
Qin Li is also waiting for Ling Yun to leave, but even if Ling Yun leaves, he can't be too presumptuous recently. The Qin family has been targeted by the right prime minister, and they are tit for tat. Many of the Qin family's direct relatives and branch officials have been temporarily removed by the right prime Minister with various excuses. Qin Hui, Minister of the Ministry of war, tries to hold these people, and he is also in danger in the court.
In addition, most of the officials in the capital of Prince Zhao Yiyi's first department have been defeated, and the second prince Zhao is also seizing the opportunity to support his own forces, while the third prince seldom appears when he participates in political affairs. However, many of the junior officials are elected by Zhao Yu and promoted by him for the rest of his life. Therefore, the whole school in the capital is divided into five schools.
The first group was loyal to Zhao Gou, and the rank of the officials ranged from three to one, headed by the Minister of rites, Zuo Xiang and Taiwei.
The first group is the prince's family, headed by Taifu at present.
The first faction is the second prince and the first faction, headed by the right prime minister, Taishi, Shaobao and Shaoshi.
More than 70% of the officials below grade four are recommended by Zhao Yu. Most of them are in-service officials and recent young scholars who were once depressed and unsuccessful.
Finally, there are officials who belong to the rest of their lives and the layout of Lingyun. Most of them are military generals, followed by those who are short of positions. No matter whether they are important or not, they will push people up.
Among them are sun Si, the number one scholar, he Gu, the censor Zhongcheng, and Feng Xu, the right counsellor.
These three people especially agree with Ling Yun's point of view. Although the poor scholars rarely have time to practice the six arts of shooting, the key point is their spirit. Shooting only refers to force, which means indomitable spirit and enterprising spirit. Why did most of the scholars in Zhao and Song Dynasties abandon shooting, they even abandon these spirits and become corrupt scholars.
If the three of them are talented, they are not inferior to sun Si, who is the number one scholar. But they are too radical, young and sharp. The answers in the game theory strongly criticize the problems existing in Zhao and Song Dynasty. It's strange that they can get high marks. Moreover, they are not good at poetry. The answers to some poems are even worse. Most of the reviewers think that they are not talented.
During the rest of my life, when I talked about poetry with he Gu, I said with a smile: "if I compare with Ling Yun, I'm not as good as him in other aspects, but if it's poetry writing, I'll leave him eighteen blocks."
He Gu said: "in such a prosperous age, it's hard to sing flowers and make the moon sing together. It's better to do some practical things. Although poetry is good, there are relegated immortals, Taibai and Suzi in poetry. Later scholars can only look up to them but can't reach them, so they can only find other ways to go."
Feng Xu deeply believes that if he has more experience in writing poetry and lyrics, he can write some vernacular, and the level and tone are in a neat way. However, if he has less prejudice and has a good experience, he can hear a few words, see some flowers, bright moon and beauties, and export them in poetry. He can't compare with Bai Suzi on the top, and no one can understand him on the bottom, They are not as good as the children who can only recite poems.
Ma Yue sighed, "it's a pity that brother Ling resigned and went to Qingquan County, otherwise we could have a long talk."
The rest of your life whispered, "he, if you really want to talk to him, you can only write."
"I spent the most time with him, that is, on the way from Liangcheng, I experienced life and death. Since then, I was an official in the court, and he went out to travel and communicate more, all of which were based on letters." The rest of his life sighed. If you think about it carefully, even if you go out for a journey, the things mentioned in Ling Yun's letter are mostly for others. Maybe that's also a journey. But for the rest of his life, nothing is too light. It's better to be quiet if you want to go out for a journey.
When it comes to travel, the four of them walk along and tell them about the scenes outside of Nanye for the rest of their lives. Most of them are mentioned by Ling Yun, such as the local conditions and customs, the mountains and rivers, etc., which are very detailed. They yearn for the rest of their lives, but they can't get away from them. Ling Yun doesn't write letters for a long time, and he will read them again and again. It's hard to be a confidant in his life, and he's even more afraid that no one can talk to. Ling Yun's identity has suffered too much, I can't feel it for the rest of my life, but since I am a friend, I always have to think more about it.
"The situation in chaotang is changeable, and it's the best time for you and me to work hard," Feng Xu said softly. "If we really want to do it, we have to reform the old for the new."
"The third prince Zhao Yu had this idea. I'll introduce you to him in the future," he said with a smile. "At this time, please stay in your heart for a while."
The three of them looked at each other. For the rest of their lives, they didn't choose the prince and the second prince, but the third prince. It's difficult to get the third prince on the Dragon chair. However, they have also heard that the third prince has gradually begun to take power, and the loss of the prince is a good opportunity for the third prince to rise.
"Master Yu is frank. Are we villains?" Ma Yue turned his eyes and said, "Hey, since he's off work, why don't you tell us something about Ling Yun's love affair with my brother for the rest of his life? I think there are many beautiful copies of Ling Yun in the capital bookstore, but I don't know whether they are true or false."
Ling Yun grins. Ling Yun is really clear about this man and woman. As a bystander, he is worried about Ling Yun. Although there are many women around him and he doesn't know much about them for the rest of his life, the so-called bystander's view doesn't prevent him from expressing his own opinions.
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From the capital to Qingquan County, the fastest way is half a month, and Lingyun chooses the mountain road, so it's slower.
On the way, I write to Caiwei and ask him to tell the female ghosts of the Li family that the big grudge has been avenged and Shi Ying is dead. Although he didn't do it himself, he is still dead. He can give them a bad breath. As for Xueai Hou, it will take some time to deal with him and can't bring him down for a while.
Ling Yun also told them not to stop practicing. The mountains around Liangcheng were growing higher and higher, and they were full of spirit. After everything went well in Zhao and Song Dynasties, they could apply for the title of landscape God.
Caiwei also needs to pay more attention to the people who go to Liangcheng. Among them, there must be some great masters. If the layout is on her, she will not be able to detect it, so she should be more careful. When Lingyun writes letters, she always takes everyone into consideration, never feels bored or tired.
When I was young, I was wandering all over the world. I wanted to find something to do and change some food for myself. I always had to think more about others to get some food.
Sometimes it doesn't happen, so he is used to thinking for others and doesn't ask for much in return. Hypocrisy is hypocritical of course, but as long as he does it, it's a good thing, which has nothing to do with the truth. There is no truth or hypocrisy in kindness, and there is no big or small theory in doing evil. In Xunsheng's knowledge, the order is very important, and the size is also very important, Most of the small evils are also great evils. There is no difference between good and evil.
As for a person who has done a good deed, because he has done a bad deed, he will become a villain. This is not the case either. For good, there should be a good reward, for evil, there should be a bad reward, and there should be no conflict.
Ding Jing looked at Ling Yun's letter and asked, "do you always think so much about others like this?"
"I have a lot of things in my mind, and not everyone has to remember them," said Ling Yun as he wrote. "Of course, I can remember them. Some good words are always said. Anyway, it's not tiring to write."
Ding Jing squats in front of Ling Yun with her chin propped up, watching and writing a letter. Lin Xin is eating the pickled meat made by Ling Yun and sipping the wine, thinking about how to cheat Ling Yun into more pickled meat. When she gets back to Lingcheng, she tries to sell the pickled meat to Ding Ning, who has already regarded Ling Yun as her elder brother, and makes a small sum of money.
He doesn't mind Ling Yun and Ding Jing's side and delaying their love talk. He doesn't care about falling flowers and falling water. A person's love is not a good thing after all. However, if he wants to meet someone who loves another, there are so many women in such a big world, and there are only one or two sad people. Of course, the same is true of men. Anyway, the way of the world, After all, personal love is too small to recognize, and then sad, it's all your own business.