Veteran ministers from the two dynasties and the chief minister of the cabinet celebrated their birthdays, and they also had a holiday, so guests gathered.
Since daybreak, the front door of the Wei Mansion has been crowded with people coming to celebrate birthdays. Not only civil and military officials from the DPRK and China, as well as sages in the field, but also the heads of wealthy businessmen are crowding in front of the door to send birthday gifts. , adding his name to the Wei family’s gift list.
However, the people of the Wei family had already received the old man's advice early on. Anyone who came to congratulate someone on their birthday would not accept it as a gift from relatives and friends, so they would give birthday peach buns to show their sincerity.
There were many people in front of the gate who, while lamenting the integrity of the Chief Minister, forced their own birthday gifts into the gate of the Wei Mansion...
Not long after Sisi, the porch of Wei Mansion was already filled with gift boxes of various sizes. Wei Ershu looked at the pile of gift boxes and finally sighed helplessly and called the servant.
"Register all these things first, and when you're done today, exchange them for money and send them to the almshouse."
A seemingly ordinary carriage stopped at the street corner, and the curtain was lifted. After listening to the guard's report, the Supreme Emperor Liu Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"This old guy is still so cautious and just accepts it. Do I still blame him?"
"Old Wei Ge lived a pure and upright life and should be a model for ministers."
Liu Heng first praised Wei Qinghe's integrity, and then looked at the pile of birthday gift boxes with a look of displeasure on his face: "It really fits the line of the poem. The wine and meat of Zhumen are smelly, and the roads are frozen to death. A birthday banquet It can be seen that our Daxia has no shortage of money, but the people are so poor that they can’t even fill their stomachs..."
The old man glanced at his son: "Whether the people can fill their bellies is not something these people can control. That is your business as the emperor. As long as it is not plundering, no matter how extravagant these people are, it is their own business. Don't you still Can you rob someone of their hard-earned money?"
Liu Heng was speechless by his father. He wanted to argue but could not find a reasonable reason.
The old man finished training his son and was in a good mood.
Wei Ershu, who had received the news at this time, had already rushed over and bowed down and said: "Sir... it will be a great blessing for the Wei family to be able to come, Master and Master. Please move to the inner hall, my father is already waiting in the inner courtyard." "
The front door was crowded, and the carriage entered the inner courtyard of Wei Mansion from the side door.
Wei Qinghe was in high spirits and was waiting for him at the gate of the inner courtyard with his wife Su.
The Second Saint was welcomed into the main hall of the inner courtyard. There was no one else inside. There was a table beside the stove, and the chessboard on it was still in a state of fighting.
The Supreme Emperor looked at the chessboard and laughed: "You old man is always taking a break. Your children and grandchildren are busy entertaining guests outside. It's a good thing you still have time to play chess."
Wei Qinghe welcomed the Supreme Emperor and sat directly in front of the chessboard. He took the opportunity to smooth out the chess pieces and put them back into place. He made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile: "The saint came just in time. Lao Chen and Zhuo Jing couldn't win even several games. Otherwise, You can play a few games with me and let me feel refreshed."
"Hey, you old guy..."
In fact, both the monarch and his ministers are stinky chess pieces, half-weighted and half-weighted.
The Supreme Emperor started playing chess, and the two bad chess players started pecking at each other. Although he was a rookie, he had the speed to cut through the mess with a sharp knife. Within a quarter of an hour, Wei Qinghe started to cheat, and he seemed to be extremely skilled in regretting his chess.
After being regretted several times in a row, the Supreme Emperor threw the chess pieces in his hands onto the chessboard and cursed: "My mother... why did Mrs. Su fall in love with you, a shameless old man like you!"
"Sage, chess is just chess, how can you curse your mother?"
Wei Qinghe looked at the ruined chess game with regret and sighed: "Old minister, I almost won just now. The saint's chess quality is worrying!"
"You fucking..."
The Supreme Emperor was frustrated. This old guy became more and more shameless as he got older. He obviously had the advantage, but if this old guy hadn't regretted his move...
"Sage, have a cup of tea to relieve your anger."
Mrs. Su made tea, poured a cup for each of the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor. She looked at her husband with contempt and said, "If I hadn't seen him pitiful, I wouldn't have played chess with him. As for the difference in chess quality, Old Man Wei would definitely Number one in the world!"
Mrs. Su, you are truly my soulmate!
The Supreme Emperor raised his eyebrows at Wei Qinghe: "Look
, look, even your wife can’t stand it! "
Wei Qinghe couldn't laugh or cry, and complained: "Madam, why are your elbows turned outward? You should be united with your husband."
Mrs. Su glared at him: "I'm happy!"
Phew, hahahahahaha...
The Supreme Emperor gloated as he watched Wei Qinghe laugh. Even Liu Heng, who had always been serious about words, was amused by the way this old couple got along.
Dong dong dong...
Wei Ershu pushed the door open and came in, bowed and said, "Father, someone has come to Yan Shenggong's residence, and my son has already welcomed him into the front hall."
The originally cheerful atmosphere in the room became a little solemn. The Supreme Emperor glanced at Wei Qinghe and nodded slightly.
The tacit understanding between the emperor and his ministers was cultivated through decades of mutual understanding. Wei Qinghe immediately understood the emperor's thoughts.
He stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Now that the real master is here, let's let our Lord Cat come on stage. Shu'er, go to the study and inform your brothers and sisters about this. Today's scene must be Once you sing it, don’t let the Kong family think that your father is easy to bully!”
Wei Ershu didn't understand why. He had been an honest boy since he was a child, but his father liked to be the Riddler.
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. He just needs to be his tool.
After Wei Ershu exited the room, the Supreme Emperor suddenly sighed after being silent for a while.
"Is this okay?"
Wei Qinghe shook his head: "How can it be so easy? The thousand-year-old family has long been entrenched. The old minister is just digging the first shovel this time. His Majesty and the Fourth Highness have to do the rest."
The stories in the study will be particularly interesting. The five people, including Xu Jin, are all top-notch geniuses. Just one thing they have experienced would be enough to write several volumes of stories.
Jia Cong even took out a pen and paper from the table to record the stories of these fierce men. His face was covered with ink in a hurry, but he was so excited that he didn't even bother to wipe it off.
It wasn't until Wei Ershu knocked on the door and came in saying that someone from Duke Yansheng's mansion was here that they noticed Jia Cong, who looked like a tabby cat.
Xu Jin rubbed his little apprentice's head and smiled: "You kid, go and wash yourself quickly. I'll follow you and your uncles to meet the gentlemen of Duke Yan's Mansion!"
Wei Qinghe's great-nephew died in front of the Kong family's teahouse, and the matter has been dragged on until today.
The reputation of Duke Yansheng's Mansion has deteriorated a lot these days, and there are officials from the Yamen who, under the secret instruction of the Second Saint, often cause trouble for the Kong family.
This matter directly affected Yan Shenggong's mansion and even the entire Kong family. As a last resort, Qufu directly sent two high-status clan elders, planning to pay homage first and then attack today.
Wei Qinghe's status is too special. He is the chief minister of the cabinet and the greatest scholar among the tens of millions of people under Daxia.
Although the Kong family is said to be descended from saints, in terms of power, it is not as powerful as Mr. Wei, who has been in charge of the Daxia cabinet for nearly ten years.
Approaching the front yard, Wei Ershu introduced the visitors to several people: "The people sent by the Kong family to congratulate my father on his birthday are Kong Renjing, the brother of Yan Shenggong, and Kong Xianglian, the elder of the Kong family and the uncle of Yan Shenggong."
The contemporary Yanshenggong Kong Renxuan rarely went out, and foreign affairs were usually directly handled by his younger brother Kong Renjing.
Kong Xianglian was senior but similar in age to Kong Renxuan, so he was considered an old friend. Although he was a commoner, he had a high status in the Kong family because of his good relationship with Kong Renxuan.
Moreover, this person was proficient in numerology, was in charge of all the industries of the Kong family, had close contacts with the ministers of the DPRK and China, and had many friends.
Today's old birthday star Wei Qinghe is "sick at home" and did not show up even on his birthday. The eldest son of Wei is in Guanzhong and his son-in-law is in Lanzhou. Only his second son and his young grandson greet the guests at the front door. Only a few disciples are in charge of the front hall. entertain.
When several people walked into the front hall, Kong Renjing and Kong Xianglian were sitting in the front seats, which made Xu Jin and others extremely unhappy.
Jia Cong took a look at the expressions of his teacher and his uncles, and murmured in a low voice: "The Kong family is so prestigious. This is the residence granted by the saint, in the main hall of the Wei Mansion, how dare cats and dogs sit there On top of things!"
hiss!
The front hall was originally bustling
The atmosphere immediately turned cold. Kong Xianglian and Kong Renjing showed displeasure but did not scold them. Instead, the young man behind Kong Renjing said angrily: "Who are you? How dare you insult my Kong family?"
Jia Cong silently took off the golden necklace hanging from his belt and held it up high. Xu Jin looked at it and felt his teeth hurt.
This apprentice has made such a big deal before he even started!
"I, the common people, respectfully wish you holy peace!"
When you go out, you will always encounter a few expressionless dogs, and it is inconvenient for him to play without a few sharp tools to show off.
Jia Cong curled his lips at the clamoring young man: "Not to mention that what I said is the truth, but I am scolding your Kong family. What can you do to me?"
The young man blushed at Jia Cong's rebuke. Kong Renjing and Kong Xianglian, who had already stood up to bow down, also complained in their hearts that their descendants were ignorant.
Can't you see the obvious Jin Ling? Who else is there in the capital who is wandering around with the imperial gold order? What are you doing to provoke this guy?
Jia Cong put away the golden order, and Kong Renjing stopped the aggrieved descendants who were planning to continue the conflict with Jia Cong, and said coldly: "Master Jia, you have such great official power. The descendants of the saints of the Kong family in my family are the holy land of scholars in the world. How can I be insulted lightly? The emperors of all dynasties have treated me with great courtesy, the Kong family, and used the imperial gold orders to oppress others. Is Mr. Xiao Jia intending to bully others?"
Beat the young one to the old one?
Jia Cong chuckled, calling parents, who doesn't seem to have done it?
"Who did I think it was? It turns out to be Kong Renjing and Kong Daru!"
The tone of these three words "Kong Daru" was obviously stronger, which made Kong Renjing's face become colder.
Xu Jin seems gentle and gentle, but in fact he is extremely protective of his shortcomings. The little apprentice who bullied me asked me if I was arrogant.
He smiled at Kong Renjing and asked gently: "I heard that Kong Daru is planning to re-annotate the Analects of Confucius. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see it?"
"Xu Jin, you..."
Kong Renjing was furious, as if he had been greatly insulted.
Most of the guests in the hall are serious scholars, and they have heard some vague rumors.
Not to mention anything else, the title of Confucianism on Kong Renjing is actually a joke. Why? Who told Kong Renjing that he was uneducated but still liked to be an educated person?
A descendant of a dignified saint, he didn't even memorize the four books at the age of seventeen or eighteen. He only "passed" the scholar examination at the age of thirty. He finally passed the provincial examination at the age of forty. A great Confucian? hehe!
In Xu Jin's eyes, as far as Kong Renjing was concerned, he was not even as good as his apprentice...'s daughter-in-law. It really tainted the word "great scholar".
As for annotating the Analects of Confucius, who knows where Kong Renjing made the mistake and dared to clamor for a re-annotation of the saint's classics.
It was probably another ghostwriting scheme, and he wanted to slap his young disciple-in-law in the face with the Analects of Confucius that he had personally marked and read.
The uneducated Kong Renjing faced off against the genius Xu Qingteng who passed the sixth grade, and was completely defeated after just one sentence.
Kong Xianglian took over the words with a gloomy face: "If Mr. Qingteng is interested, you can go to Qufu in your spare time. The Yanshenggong Mansion is always waiting for Mr. Qingteng."
Xu Jin's face was full of embarrassment, and he waved his hands and said, "No, I almost got beaten out with sticks last time. Unless Yan Shenggong changes people, or I lead a team of elite soldiers there, I will never get even half a step closer to Qufu in this life."
hiss!
The two masters and apprentices are more fierce than the other. The apprentice just scolded the Kong family, but the teacher was a direct threat.
What does it mean that Yan Shenggong changed people and brought a team of elite soldiers there...
Kong Renjing was furious, and when he was about to yell and curse, Kong Xianglian raised his hand to stop him.
In fact, Kong Xianglian looked down upon this uneducated nephew very much, just because of his status as a direct descendant. If he didn't have the same surname as Kong, he would have wanted to slap this fool to death.
It would be great if Kong Xianglian was his direct descendant, there would be no need to worry so much.
"Mr. Qingteng was joking. Although there were some misunderstandings due to the dispute between schools last time, I still admire Mr. Qingteng's talent very much. Even Yan Shenggong also said that Mr. Qingteng is a great talent in the world and will not be able to do anything in the future. The limited amount should be the future of my Confucian sect."
Xu Jin cupped his hands, shook his head and replied: "That's ridiculous, I don't dare to be a Confucian disciple in the future. I study the classics of saints, so I am a Confucian disciple, and the Confucian disciples are noble. I have settled down here, so I don't dare to call myself a Confucian disciple."
The gloom on Kong Xianglian's face became even more obvious after Xu Jin said the words "people who dare not call themselves Confucian", and Kong Renjing became even more furious.
Everyone in the hall was silent. Many people had noticed something was wrong and carefully considered the special meaning of this conversation.
Confucianism and Confucianism seem to be from the same lineage as Confucius, but they are very different. In the past, school disputes would not directly involve the Confucian family. By saying this, did Xu Jin intend to completely break with the Confucian family in Qufu?
Where did he get the courage?
Wang Ji burst out laughing and winked at Xu Jin: "If Qing Teng said this, then I can call myself a Confucian. I don't know if Kong Sheng will dislike me." He is a rough martial artist."
Jia Cong looked confused: "Huh? Isn't my uncle a second-class Jinshi? Kong Daru is just a scholar who dares to call himself a great scholar. You are a Jinshi, so why can't you still call yourself a great scholar?"
Ah!
"My good disciple, my teacher will teach you an idiom today, which is called shameless. "Poetry·Xiaoya·Qiaoyan" contains, 'The words are clever and the face is thick. Your uncle Wang is not as thick-skinned as Kong Renjing and Kong Daru. He always felt that he was just a vulgar warrior who killed people on the battlefield with a knife handle. Even if he studied the sage classics from Master Wei, who was famous all over the world, he would not dare to call himself a Confucian disciple, let alone a great Confucian."
Xu Jin smiled sarcastically at Kong Renjing: "Great Confucian, these two words used to be the two most holy words in my heart, but now they are... haha!"
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