"you?"
"Yes," Xia Yuanlong walked up to Yang Huaisheng, "I deceived Ji Min and made him think that you really agreed. Wouldn't this matter be easier to handle? Who would have thought... that you didn't go to the Imperial College."
Wei Huai turned his head gloomily and looked out the window in silence.
"You!" Yang Huaisheng grabbed his collar and stared at him, "How dare you, Renying, hide this from me and tell lies!"
"Brother Zhong Fang," Xia Yuanlong knelt down, "If you really understand the truth, why should I hide it from you and Ji Min! I don't want to ruin our friendship, but for the sake of the New Deal, Yuanlong sometimes has to give up these friendships. ! I hope Zhongfang will think twice..."
"You are willing to deceive for the sake of the New Deal. Aren't you afraid of completely ruining our reputation for benevolence and trust?!" Yang Huaisheng asked.
"Brother Yang, I know what I did was dishonest. You can just criticize me. I won't complain a word."
"Brother Zhongfang," Wei Huai had to say something, "Renying is very sorry for you about this matter. But I plan to stop the discussion right now. I also ask you to forgive me for the sake of our brothers." Just kill him."
Yang Huaisheng looked at Xia Yuanlong again and helped him up: "I don't mind in my heart, but what you did to Renying is too hurtful... In the future, we should discuss matters openly and openly, so don't play tricks on your cleverness!"
"Thank you Brother Yang for your kindness! Yuan Long must listen to Brother Yang's words."
"Let's go, let's go." Although Wei Huai didn't care, he was quite bored and said lazily.
As a result, this grand plan came to an end and ended hastily. After that, the three of them seemed to be as harmonious as before, as if nothing had happened; but there was some estrangement in their hearts. Except for important matters on weekdays, the connection between them has become less close than before.
Since Xia Yuanlong lost his strategy on this matter, he wanted to find another way to remedy the situation, so he said to Wei Huai: "The previous strategy failed, so we must try another method. How about finding someone who can use it to bypass Wan Heshun?" In Nanjing, if the book is sent directly to the capital, and the imperial court decides on the new policies, wouldn’t it save the effort of compilation?”
Wei Huai was writing "Xing Yao". After hearing what he said, he immediately put down his pen and said, "I have thought so too. But I have offended many people in my official position and am isolated. How can I find anyone I can trust to help me?" Shall I submit the memorial?"
"This is indeed a problem." Xia Yuanlong said.
"Are you discussing something here?" Yang Huaisheng came from behind and asked; then he walked to the corner and flipped through the bookcase.
"yes……"
"I'll get something so I won't disturb your discussion." Yang Huaisheng pulled out a book and said.
"Brother Zhongfang, are you feeling better?" Wei Huai asked.
"It's still not good. I got seriously ill again yesterday..." He got up and touched his forehead, "I still have a headache."
"Then you'd better rest at home for a few days and don't be so tired. Don't take this cold syndrome lightly."
"You still need my help with the "Xing Yao" matter, so it doesn't matter. You can just discuss it among yourself." After Yang Huaisheng said that, he turned around to leave.
Xia Yuanlong hurriedly stopped at the door and said with a smile: "I have to ask Mr. Zhong Fang about this matter! You are also the deputy leader of this academy after all."
Yang Huaisheng suddenly stopped. He was about to mention something he had secretly hidden from Wei Huai, but he stopped in time and just said: "Let's talk."
Xia Yuanlong then repeated what he had just said to Wei Huai and said, "Do you know that such a person exists?"
Yang Huaisheng glanced at him and said calmly: "Cai Xianqing." After saying that, he left the main room.
"Cai Xianqing?" Xia Yuanlong looked back at Wei Huai.
"In Wei Huai's opinion, this man is worthy of his duties!" Wei Huai pushed aside the manuscript of "Xing Yao" and said, "I will write another memorial right now."
Xia Yuanlong grabbed his arm and said, "He has never interacted with us. Besides, he is from the Wan Heshun Party. If we entrust him to us so easily... I'm afraid it won't be possible."
"He would do anything to save me from prison, and he didn't want a penny; now it's just a matter of sending someone to deliver a message... I can trust him!"
Xia Yuanlong was speechless just now.
Wei Huai carried the memorial and asked Cai Xianqing where he lived. He searched for it on the street but could not find it, so he walked straight to Huaiqing Bridge.
As he walked slowly, someone suddenly patted him behind him. When he turned around, he saw that it was Cai Xianqing.
"I'm looking for you, Mr. Cai!" Wei Huai greeted him happily.
"I know. Just now I saw Wei Jijiu and asked my name, so I followed you all the way. It's a pleasure to meet you here, sir!" Cai Xianqing saluted, "There are many people here, so it's not easy to talk. I hope sir can come into the house to talk!"
"Of course, of course!" Wei Huai laughed and followed him out of the bridge, heading towards his house.
The two walked into an alley and stopped under the white wall on the east wall. When they saw a plaque with the word "Cai Yu" hanging on the front room, Cai Xianqing took the key and opened the door.
Wei Huai thought that there must be a lot of noise in the house, but he saw a large open space in front of him. There were five or six chairs scattered in the main hall, and there were piles of firewood in front of the side rooms on both sides. It was deserted.
"Didn't Mr. Cai teach many children to sing opera? Why didn't anyone come out?"
Cai Xianqing laughed and said: "Recently, some masters in Zhejiang and Zhejiang came to invite troupes, so I sent them there. Some of them are still at Laolang'an, but there are no ones in my house."
"That's true...then Cai Gong hasn't married yet?"
Cai Xianqing beat her arm: "I had a wife in the past, but she died when I was forty-three, so I don't want to marry again. I'm getting old anyway!"
When Wei Huai saw that he was so kind and spoke openly about everything, he felt some sincere respect for him.
The two of them sat down. Cai Xianqing poured tea for him personally and asked, "I see that Mr. Wei has something urgent to ask me for. Why don't you tell me now?"
"Oh," Wei Huai took out a memorial from his arms, "This is my letter to advise Prince Wan to implement the academy system, but the prince has not agreed. I thought about sending it directly to the court... bypassing this One level.”
Cai Xianqing looked at him in surprise, then looked around and exhaled a heavy breath: "I have to say, he is a bit bold."
"What?" Wei Huai asked nervously.
"Don't you just want to take advantage of Liu Zhennian's relationship with the prince to take advantage of the situation?"
"Liu Zhennian? I am delivering this to the emperor. What does it have to do with him, a military minister?" Wei Huai asked consciously.
"So Master Jijiu doesn't know about this? If you don't know, I won't tell you more. The more you know about these things, the more trouble you will have."
Although Wei Huai was still dissatisfied with Yu Huai, he did not dare to ask any more questions and only replied: "That's good."
"All I can say is," Cai Xianqing stroked his beard, "it will cause trouble."
"This..." Wei Huai became embarrassed.
He looked at Wei Huai's depressed state and felt a little tangled in his heart. But he didn't want to look like a coward who couldn't achieve anything in front of the person he admired most, like an opportunistic rat; although he was a member of Lord Wan's party, how could he associate with those shameless people! Thinking of this, his spirit became noble and majestic again, and his ambition became to be a hero again. Facing Wei Huai's eager eyes, he replied resolutely:
"Sir, just give me the memorial, I can do it!"
