A night without words——
The sun had just risen, and Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes. The aura of light surrounding his body gradually dissipated, and his whole body seemed to be springing up again, rejuvenated.
The tea leaves given by the master turned out to be extraordinary and could repair the Dantian. Ye Ling was overjoyed and regained his original spirit.
Now, Ye Ling's damaged Dantian was as if it were covered by a net bag. The fragments were all there and they just had to be spliced back together. Ye Ling could also easily feel the location of his Dantian. Although he was still unable to activate his Tao power, it was considered to be greatly improved.
Outside the gate, Master Jiu, who had gone out for a walk early in the morning, walked in with two bowls of wontons. Seeing Ye Ling changing overnight, as if he was a different person, he smiled and said, "It looks like he will be reincarnated?"
Ye Ling smiled and nodded: "Perhaps I can regain my cultivation and set foot on the path again!"
"Very good! Very good!"
Master Jiu sat down and pushed the wontons in front of Ye Ling: "Eat it, I don't know how many more bites you can have."
Ye Ling picked it up with a smile, knowing what Master Jiu meant. If the Dantian recovers and Ye Ling regains his cultivation, he will be free from the secular world and not enjoy the food of the mortal world.
"I'm starving to death!"
In the room, Qin Xiao yelled angrily. He only slept for half the night, probably because he was really hungry.
Master Jiu lit his cigarette and said, "I really forgot that there is such an unforgiving master at home. Two bowls of wontons may not be enough to stuff his teeth."
Ye Ling smiled, picked up two bowls, and brought them to the room. Then he came out and said goodbye to Master Jiu: "It's time for me to go to the imperial city."
Master Jiu nodded. Although he didn't know why Ye Ling suddenly became an official and became a central figure, he didn't ask any more questions. Sometimes the less you know, the better.
Ye Ling stepped out and soon arrived outside the school. I saw children coming to school in twos and threes.
In the alley, Budu and the monk Zixiu surrounded Qingyi and talked non-stop. The two of them are constantly fighting, especially in front of Qing Yi, and they seem to be determined to differentiate themselves.
But when she raised her head, Qing Yi saw Ye Ling, and immediately revealed a sincere smile from her helpless face: "Big brother!"
Qing Yi smiled and ran to Ye Ling: "Brother, where have you been these past few days? Why don't you come to see me?"
Ye Ling smiled and rubbed Qing Yi's head. Just when he was about to speak, Bu Du slapped Ye Ling's hand away: "Don't touch Qing Yi's head, it will make Qing Yi not grow taller!"
Zixiu also ran over quickly and looked at Ye Ling with hostile eyes: "If Qingyi doesn't grow taller, I won't be able to spare you!"
Qing Yi said with an unhappy face: "What are you talking nonsense? Big brother touches my head, which makes me happy. Don't talk nonsense!"
Ye Ling had no choice but to pick Qing Yi up. The two monks looked like they wanted to kill Ye Ling.
Ye Ling said to Qing Yi: "Big brother is very busy recently and will be away for a while. When big brother is finished, I will give Qing Yi a gift, okay?"
"Um!"
Qing Yi smiled and nodded, his eyes full of warmth and expectation. Ye Ling is already an indispensable and important person in her life.
Putting Qing Yi down, Ye Ling took her hand and walked into the school with the eyes of the two people behind him filled with resentment and jealousy.
At the front of the school, the Master was sitting on the teacher’s chair. His beard and hair were neatly groomed. He was in the style of a learned scholar and a contemporary Confucian scholar.
Ye Ling stepped forward and bowed his hands: "Master!"
The master returned the gift and looked Ye Ling up and down: "How do you like the tea I gave you?"
"Pull the clouds and see the sun again, and be a human again!" Ye Ling sincerely thanked him: "Thank you so much, Master, for your kindness in reincarnation. Ye Ling will not forget it in this life."
The master nodded and said: "For eighteen days, there must be no interruption, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted and the gods will be hard to save."
"Junior understands," Ye Ling said, "Junior will stay in seclusion until his old wounds heal."
The master frowned and then said: "My Confucian ancestors said, 'If you are good at learning, you will be an official.' This is because the way of entering the world cultivated by our Confucianists can understand the principles of heaven and earth in the world. You are not my Confucian disciple, so you don't need to Set foot on this path, otherwise your Taoist heart will become dusty and you will never advance further.”
Ye Ling remembered it in his heart and worshiped him again: "Master said, I will remember it carefully. It's a pity that life is like duckweed, it's hard to control it, and I can't do anything about it."
"If you can't control your mind, how can your body be controlled by yourself?" The master's eyes were as bright as fire and his tone was calm: "If you worry too much, you will harm others and yourself. Sooner or later, you will suffer a big loss!"
Ye Ling smiled bitterly: "The younger generation has already tasted the bitter fruit, but the taste still needs to be savored and has not yet awakened."
The Master sighed and said: "'A gentleman has nine thoughts: to see clearly, to listen to be wise, to look warm, to look respectful, to speak loyally, to act respectfully, to be doubtful, to be angry, to think difficult, to see what is difficult, to see what is right.' We are in deep water and hot water. You should also think about it again and again to be safe."
"Junior, thank you for your teachings!"
…
After bidding farewell to his master, Ye Ling set out for the imperial city, changed into official clothes, and went directly to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
As soon as he arrived at the door, all the officials came to greet him. When he meets his boss, he is always smiling and smiling. Regardless of whether it is true or not, he behaves in a harmonious manner. It has always been like this in all dynasties, which is really strange.
Ye Ling entered the inner hall, but did not see Wang Wenjin. Instead, Yaxiang Zuo Fengyuan was sitting on a chair drinking tea.
Seeing Ye Ling coming, Zuo Fengyuan smiled and said, "Why did Master Ye come so late?"
When Ye Ling heard this, he bowed his hands first and then said: "This junior has entered the temple for the first time, and has not yet gone to the official department to perform the ceremony. Many things are unknown, so I ask Mr. Zuo Ge to blame me. It's just that Mr. Wang has not arrived either. Why is this?"
Zuo Fengyuan said: "Wang Xianzhi is ill today. I estimate that he will be ill for a few days before he can come back after sending you away."
"Send me away?" Ye Ling frowned and asked, "What does Mr. Ge mean by this? I can't understand."
Zuo Fengyuan took out a memorial from his sleeve, handed it to Ye Ling and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Ye, for being released from Beijing. From now on, the sky will be high and the birds will fly. You will definitely achieve great things!"
Ye Ling hurriedly opened the memorial and saw that it was Zhou Qing, the left prime minister, and He Lanyi, the assistant prime minister, who had discussed asking Ye Ling to go to Luzhou to implement his strategy of using conscription instead of relief.
Ye Ling panicked and hurriedly saluted Zuo Fengyuan: "Mr. Ge, please save my life!"
Although Ye Ling does not understand political affairs, he is extremely intelligent after all. When he proposed such a method, it was just a sudden inspiration. As a result, he had no time to react, so Wang Wenjin took him to Baili Longteng and explained it to him.
Later, Zuo Fengyuan came to advise him personally, and Ye Ling immediately knew that this method was not feasible.
Zhou Qing and He Lanyi were clearly asking Ye Ling to jump into the fire pit. By then, Ye Ling might not be able to save his life.
Zuo Fengyuan looked at Ye Ling, smiled slightly, and said, "Since you know death, you must be willing to avoid it. Have you met Chen Shangshu of the Ministry of War?"
Ye Ling nodded: "I met him once, but he didn't want to teach me how to break the situation."
Zuo Fengyuan smiled and said: "You entered the game on your own, who can save you? You need someone to tie the bell to untie it. Only you can save yourself."
"Save yourself?" Ye Ling thought about it again and again, but still didn't understand what Zuo Fengyuan meant, so he quickly asked for advice: "Please teach me, Mr. Ge!"
Zuo Fengyuan picked up the tea cup and said: "Now the army is divided into three groups. On the one side, Xu Zheng of the Dazhu Kingdom leads the elite to fight against Zhuge Ce, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty. On the other side, Liang Chen of the Shangzhu Kingdom, the son of Mr. Liang Ge, leads the army. Rejecting Han Shu, the governor of the Dayan Dynasty. At the end of the road, Li Jingchi, the former defender of the Demon City and the new shepherd of Liangzhou, led troops to fight against the King of Nanyue."
"It's a pity that Li Jingchi has few soldiers and is isolated and helpless. He is now in a very passive situation. I am afraid that it will not be long before the army is defeated."
Zuo Fengyuan sighed, stood up and said: "If Chen Shangshu could personally lead the troops to quell the rebellion, maybe there is still something that can be done. Unfortunately, there are always people who will interfere with it. If you can persuade the Holy Emperor to send Chen Shangshu there, maybe the imperial court will No worries, nothing will happen to you!"
Hearing this, Ye Ling nodded repeatedly, but he had no good idea.
…
The cabinet is located in Zhongwenyuan Pavilion in the imperial city. There is incense inside, and all the memorials of the six ministries and nine ministers are sent here.
None of the nine dynasties in the Eastern Region had this system. Only because the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, Baili Longteng, worked hard and ignored government affairs, a cabinet was established, led by the prince Baili Changkong, to handle state affairs.
On the high position, Chief Assistant Liang Jingyi was leaning on his chair, looking very old, with his eyes closed and silent.
At this time, only Liang Jingyi, Left Prime Minister Zhou Qing, and Assistant Prime Minister He Lanyi were in the room.
Not long after, Zhao Chengxiang, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, walked in with a displeased expression. He first saluted and said hello to the three elders, looked around, and then asked: "Why don't you see the prince, Mr. Wang Ge, and Mr. Zuo Ge today?"
Zhou Qing said: "The prince and Wang Mosheng have gone to plan the transfer of grain and grass and Liangzhou officials. The official department is in charge of Zuo Ge Lao, and Zuo Ge Lao should be with them."
Wang Yuanzhong, courtesy name Mo Sheng.
Before Zhao Chengxiang saw Jia Chengdao, he already had some concerns in his mind, so he sneered and said: "Jia Shangshu, I guess his old illness has relapsed again, so he is at home on leave."
Liang Jing opened his eyes suddenly, then closed them again.
Zhou Qing asked: "How do you know?"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Lanyi put away the memorial on the table with his storage ring, stood up and said: "These official matters need to be done quickly, I will take my leave first!"
After saying this, He Lanyi left. There were only three of them left in the hall.
Zhao Chengxiang no longer concealed anything and said frankly and honestly: "Both the elder Ge and Prime Minister Zhou should know that Jia Hu died in Taiyue Mansion Prison, and Jia Chengdao dared to complain about his illness."
Zhou Qing's face darkened: "In order to avoid disaster, the old fox would not hesitate to take the life of his own grandson."
Zhao Chengxiang nodded and said: "Now that there is no handle, what should the officials do...?"
Zhou Qing sneered: "This morning, after some discussions between us, Ye Ling's appointment has been sent to the Ministry of Personnel. Even if the old fox is not here, Ye Ling will not be able to escape this disaster!"
Zhao Chengxiang saw that Zhou Qing was confident, but he was still uneasy and said to Liang Jing: "Mr. Ge, I don't know who will go to Liangzhou to take over the military power...do you have a decision?"
Liang Jingyi seemed to wake up from his sleep, straightened up slightly, looked at the two of them, and then said slowly: "There is no rush in Liangzhou. As long as Liang Chen can repel Han Shu, King Nanyue will be isolated and helpless, and he will be defeated sooner or later. Undoubtedly. The one we should worry about most right now is Chen Changying!"
Zhou Qing heard this and said disapprovingly: "Chen Changying is just a dog with a broken spine and a boneless minister. Now he doesn't even dare to come to discuss matters, so why should he say anything else?"
"You still have to be careful," Liang Jing said: "Knowing people knows their faces but not their hearts. What you see may be just what they want you to see. What you can't see is what they really look like."
As soon as the words fell, the three of them felt someone approaching, so they stopped talking and each sat at the table, handling official duties.
After a while, Yaxiang Zuo Fengyuan walked in, smiled at the three of them and said, "The palace is really deserted today, why are there four of us here?"
Liang Jing smiled when he heard this and said: "Master Zuo is here, and this hall will immediately become lively. Otherwise, I would have almost fallen asleep in the quiet room just now."
Zuo Fengyuan also smiled and said: "In that case, it's my fault for disturbing Mr. Ge's sweet dream. It's really a sin. Please relax, Mr. Ge, I will never make any noise!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
