After beating it a few times, Zhang Xingxin couldn't help but sigh: "In this way, brother, you will naturally become a loyal minister who will go down in history. It can be said that benevolence is rewarded. It's a pity that I, the Zhang family, and dozens of people have to accompany you to risk this." risk."
"Huh?" Zhang Xingjian asked with a smile: "Don't you want to?" Zhang Xingxin smiled bitterly: "Brother, the sound of your piano music echoes in the night sky. Can't anyone who cares hear where it comes from? Are you willing, we brothers are always together? place." Zhang Xingjian was a little moved and looked up at his younger brother. Zhang Xingxin's eyes lit up: "Brother, you still have something to hide from me, right?" The Great Jin Kingdom has declined to this point. In the eyes of outsiders, there are A very important reason is that the talent in the court is withering.
Among the civil servants, the most far-sighted disciple Shan Yi has been dead for more than two years. Among the military officials, if the generals had not withered, they would not have allowed such wolf-hearted disciples as Hu Shahu and Shu Hu Gao Qi to succeed.
But in such a huge court, where people from the Central Plains have gathered together for decades, where can there not be smart people? It's just that the vast majority of smart people are forced to spend their intelligence on the day-to-day internal battles in the Dajin Court.
Zhang Xingxin has always known that his brother is a rare and smart man with great vision. He has been an official for twenty-seven years, and has been involved in political affairs from the county magistrate to the official minister. He has stood firm in the stormy waves of successive generations of emperors. At every critical moment, he relied on his brother's guidance.
As a well-known Confucian minister in the court, Zhang Xingjian always insisted on being right in everything, but he never offended anyone easily, and he never had any pain to scratch.
No matter how the world changes and Qiucao's people become less and less popular, his reputation will always be spotless and there will be no gap in it.
This achievement relies on great intelligence. In comparison, Zhao Bingwen, who was also regarded as a Confucian leader, was far less able to control the advancement and retreat of the court.
When Zhao Bingwen first became an official, he was eager to get ahead, but he did not dare to offend the Jurchen nobles, so he caught Xu Zhiguo, the Han prime minister at the time, and impeached him. However, Emperor Zhang Zong was counting on Xu Zhiguo to fight against the emperor. How could he tolerate Zhao Bingwen's nonsense?
Zhao Bingwen and his party were immediately severely punished, causing many Confucian officials to suffer misfortune.
The reputation of "Bingwen Panren" has been passed down for twenty years. As for the other famous officials of the Han Dynasty, Xu Ding had no skills but no virtue, and was too greedy for money; Gao Ruli was obsessed with gaining power and would do anything at all; Wang Weihan was too famous and was simply a nerd.
Each of these people had their own flaws. Only Zhang Xingjian and Zhang Xingxin, who obeyed his brother's arrangements in everything, had no flaws at all.
Why did a smart man like Zhang Xingjian suddenly have to wade into troubled waters when he was approaching his twilight years? He is already this age!
How many days can he survive with this disease? Is it really just for that illusory reputation? Zhang Xingxin suddenly thought that his brother must have some special arrangements that he was hiding from him!
Zhang Xingjian laughed hoarsely. He said: "There are two letters under my pillow. You bring them." Zhang Xingxin quickly fetched them.
"The view here is the widest. You will be watching here for a while, and you will be able to judge the situation in the Marshal's Mansion. If Pusanduan can only gather a thousand or two thousand people, you can take this letter on your left hand with you. I went to the Marshal's Mansion to see Guo Ning and showed him the letter. In the letter, I stated that I discovered that Pusanduan and other Jurchens had evil intentions, so I made false promises to make them dare to gather together, and then used the music to warn Marshal Guo to help Marshal Guo. They caught them all in one fell swoop. In addition, in the letter, I also persuaded Marshal Guo to decide on the title of prince early to show his determination to build an industry and change the dynasty, so that everyone in the world would know where to go."
"...Is it a little early?"
"After this incident, if Guo Ning is still here, the Jurchens in the city will be doomed. If you don't say anything about this matter, Xu Ding or Gao Ruli will definitely say it. At this moment, those who are concentrating on listening to the news and waiting for the final result, I Seeing that there are only eight hundred without one thousand, why let them seize the opportunity?" Zhang Xingxin pondered for a moment and then asked: "Then, what is the meaning of this letter on the right hand?"
"If you find that there are far more people gathered in Pusanduan, or if you use any special hiding methods, you can really take Guo Ning's life. Take this letter on your right hand and go to the palace to see His Majesty. Show him the letter. In the letter, I will tell the emperor what the situation is in Zhongdu, and then tell him that the meritorious service of bringing order out of chaos and rebuilding the country must not fall into the hands of powerful ministers. The emperor must personally take action and use the force of the Secret Service to calm the situation."
"Ahem...I'm afraid the emperor doesn't dare, he doesn't have the ability."
"The emperor has little martial arts, but the two brothers Wanyan Xielie and Wanyan Chen, who he has recently deliberately made beautiful, are a bit indifferent, and there are also some brave men around him. From what I see in their faces, they are not willing to be mediocre. People. After they know the content of this letter, they will definitely try their best to persuade the emperor. When the big matter is decided, the emperor will rely on Xie Lie and Chen Monk in the military, and you will be indispensable in political affairs. In this way, my family will have at least ten or twenty more people. Years of wealth and honor." Zhang Xingjian was really about to run out of gas, and he had used all his strength just now to play the tune.
Seeing that his voice was getting lower and lower now, Zhang Xingxin took a cup of hot tea, dipped his lips into his brother's mouth, and rested.
"Then, even if the emperor doesn't dare... after all, in this scene, I sent the message in front and sent people to disrupt the city in the back, which is a great help to Pusanduan. Pusanduan will not treat you badly!" At this point , Zhang Xingjian sat back on the couch: "Do you understand?" Zhang Xingxin thought for a long time before he realized that his brother was deeply involved in this dangerous situation, but he was also dealing with Ding Haijun, Jurchen Guwei and the emperor. The ability not to suffer losses.
He wanted to praise a few words, but suddenly thought of something: "Brother, what about you? What will happen to you after the things you just said are done? What I'm worried about is that if someone leaks the secret communication between you and Pusanduan The secret must be investigated by the navy or the emperor..." Zhang Xingjian still laughed in response, but his laughter became deeper and deeper, and began to be filled with the sound of sputum rolling and snoring.
For a moment, although his face looked sick, he was still energetic. At this moment, the spirit seemed to be constantly being withdrawn from his body. The skin on his face was almost visibly collapsing bit by bit, and his eyes were obviously becoming more and more cloudy.
"I'm going to die. I had a premonition a few days ago. It's neither too early nor too late. It's just the right moment." His neck slowly leaned back and he leaned on the brocade cushion, and his body slowly sank in.
He said: "I'm dead. Who wants to mention anything? Isn't it all slander and frame-up? As long as you hold my letter, no one can accuse me. The future of our Zhang family in Taipingqiao, Haiqu, will depend on it." It's up to you." Zhang Xingxin stared blankly at his brother falling asleep. He mustered up the courage to reach out and try breathing to make sure that his brother was not dead yet.
In fact, the Zhang brothers are both high-ranking officials, and each has wives, concubines, relatives and party members. Although their residences are in the same place, they do not move around very frequently on a daily basis.
Zhang Xingxin suddenly wanted to ask, if I didn't come to visit today, would those two letters be gone? Does it mean that the important responsibility for the future of the clan does not fall on me?
He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to wake up his drowsy brother. His brother had ordered him to stay here and continue to look at the situation at the Marshal's Mansion, but he really wasn't willing to do it so obviously.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Xingxin kept the two letters secretly in his arms and went out. When he opened the door, his steps paused slightly.
He also remembered that in fact, no matter how precise such a calculation was, it was nothing more than grasping the rules for the operation of the court, and grasping the people who wanted to act according to the rules, or pretend to act according to the rules.
In the past few decades, this set of conspiracy methods has always been unfavorable, but if it really encounters irresistible force, what will happen to these plans?
When the Mongolian army rushed into Zhongdu and slaughtered without any scruples, they had never seen such a shrewd plan from their brother. Didn't everyone just mix in among the people and choose a way to escape?
What did the Mongols do when they stormed into my Zhang clan's residence, and my brother has forgotten about it? In today's world, force is the foundation of a person and a political power.
The Mongols were able to trample half of the Kingdom of Jin with their force, and the navy's force was even stronger than that of the Mongols. Why are there always people who don't understand and don't accept it?
Is it so difficult to admit that a group of reckless people from Tangluo, Hebei have gained power? Zhang Xingxin sneered twice and walked away.
The door behind him was not closed, and the servant waiting in the distance hurriedly came to close it. But a wisp of autumn wind still blew into the room, blowing down a piece of calligraphy hanging high in the hall.
It is a famous poem written by a layman from Shihu in the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty. It reads: "Piles of Yanshi handrails and jade are piled up, and Liutang hugs the city from the north to the south. There is still Longjin water left in the west mountain, reserved for the officers and soldiers to drink when the horses come."
