Dusk.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines over Chang'an City.
It is as if this ancient city that has experienced thousands of years of wind and frost is covered with a layer of warm yellow soft gauze.
Yao Silian didn't care at all about the image of offering wine, and sat carelessly on the steps in front of the main entrance of Jingzhao Mansion.
While slowly rubbing his sore wrist, he murmured to himself in a self-deprecating way: "I'm old, I can't stand it anymore."
Say it.
Yao Silian looked at the straight figure in front of him, and endless emotion flashed in his eyes.
On this day, he witnessed with his own eyes Xu Yi's transformation from unfamiliarity to proficiency, and finally to his arm-like drive.
During this period, Xu Yi also made many mistakes.
But without waiting for others to remind him, Xu Yi could always react in the shortest time, admit his mistakes to everyone without any psychological burden, and quickly correct them.
"Golden scales are just things in the pond. They transform into dragons when encountering the storm." Looking at Xu Yi's tall back, Yao Silian sighed silently in his heart.
Xu Yi was implicated in the witchcraft and was imprisoned in Zongzheng Temple for eight years. No one among the old dignitaries knew about it.
But unfortunately, in this situation, Xu Yi can still develop such a character.
How could this not make Yao Silian sigh in his heart.
If such a person died like this, it would really be a great pity in the world.
Yao Silian sighed and made a decision in his heart.
"Jing Zhaoyin." Yao Silian called softly. When Xu Yi turned around, he waved his hands and said, "Come on, come on."
Xu Yi slowly walked towards Yao Silian and asked with a smile: "Mr. Yao, why are you calling me?"
Yao Silian did not answer. Instead, he patted the steps beside him with his sleeves and said slowly, "Come, sit down."
Xu Yi glanced at the orderly officials, students and people who formed a long queue.
Then he slowly sat on the steps next to Yao Silian.
"Mr. Yao, what advice do you have, Yi, I'm all ears." After sitting down, Xu Yi looked serious.
At the end of the day, Yao Silian was observing Xu Yi, and Xu Yi was also observing Yao Silian.
After one day of observation, Xu Yi found no trace of aristocratic family or bureaucrat in Yao Silian.
On the contrary, Yao Silian gave him the impression of an old master who was good at teaching others.
Moreover, this old master has the country in his eyes and the people in his heart.
Yao Silian turned to look at Xu Yi beside him, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Xu Yi knew clearly that Yao Silian's gesture must be because of something extremely important.
Xu Yi straightened his posture, as if he was all ears.
Seeing this, Yao Silian couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Yao Silian pointed to the densely packed stone tablets not far away and asked slowly and knowingly: "Jing Zhaoyin, do you know what you are doing?"
doing what?
Xu Yi was stunned for a moment, and then followed Yao Silian's finger to look at the densely packed stone tablets not far away.
The stone tablets facing the two of them are all on the back side, which are the so-called disaster relief monuments of shame.
Xu Yi nodded and replied: "I know."
As for what he knew, Xu Yi did not say it clearly.
This time the person who was stunned for a moment was Yao Silian.
Yao Silian came back to his senses and sighed: "Since you know it, why do you still do it like this? Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"
Xu Yi looked at Yao Silian who was sighing and smiled without saying a word.
Not answering is sometimes the best answer.
Speechless, but better than all the words in the world.
Yao Silian sighed heavily and said solemnly: "You have to think about it. As long as the monument of shame exists, you and those aristocratic families will never stop fighting."
If it were just a monument of shame, it would be nothing.
However, today one person paid the price with his life to get on the monument of shame, and that person was Han Xiangrong's second son.
Although the Han family is not a giant, it is still considered a real aristocratic family in Chang'an City.
This kind of aristocratic family is not comparable to the Liu family's pseudo-aristocratic family with only two or three county magistrates.
Today, the children of the Han family are on the list of shame at the cost of their lives.
What about tomorrow?
Which family's children will be on the list of shame that can bring shame to the entire family at the cost of their lives?
This is undoubtedly a naked declaration of war against those wealthy families!
Xu Yi smiled, looked at the extremely empty disaster relief monument, and said nothing.
At this time, the warm yellow soft light shone on Xu Yi's face.
It seems to be coated with a layer of gold called merit.
Yao Silian looked at Xu Yi quietly with a smile on his face and sighed heavily.
Then he withdrew his gaze and said no more words.
Yao Silian, who originally wanted to persuade Xu Yi to abandon the monument of shame and only keep the monument of merit, quietly swallowed up all the unspoken words in his heart at this moment.
Xu Yi's attitude is the best answer.
Yao Silian didn't know that if he wanted to provide disaster relief, he must first punish corruption.
But punishing corruption is not as simple as just talking.
It is precisely because I have seen it so much that I understand the conviction.
It is precisely because I am older that I understand how valuable Xu Yi is.
For a time, the two fell into a long silence.
What Yao Silian didn't know was that Xu Yi had to make a choice in this matter!
Disaster relief may lead to death.
But if you don’t provide disaster relief, you will definitely die!
From the moment he walked out of Youningyuan, Xu Yi had made all the mental preparations.
No matter whether there is a mountain of knives or a sea of fire ahead! He didn't even allow himself to take a step back! Or it could be understood that he had no way out at all.
If you want to live, you must move forward step by step! forward! Still moving forward!
God blocks and kills God! Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!
Yao Silian turned his head and glanced at Xu Yi beside him, sighing heavily in his heart.
I don’t know why, but I sigh far more today than in previous years.
Such a malleable young man has a rare and valuable heart.
What if he died like this? Isn’t it a great pity in the world?
Yao Silian slowly looked at the countless people in front of him and the food in their hands that was most likely saved by frugality.
Are they really just trying to get on the disaster relief merit list?
Yao Silian kept asking himself, but there was no way to answer it himself.
Immediately, Yao Silian looked at the Imperial Academy students who quickly rubbed their wrists whenever there was a slight gap.
Whenever a new amount was counted, those students would immediately pick up their pens and write without hesitation, no matter how sore their arms were.
The body suffers the sin, but the heart has no regrets.
Looking at the reality of the world happening in front of Jingzhao Mansion.
Yao Silian slowly closed his eyes.
After a while.
Yao Silian opened his eyes, his eyes full of determination and determination.
"Xu Yi." Yao Silian addressed Xu Yi by his name for the first time.
When Xu Yi turned back to look at him.
Yao Silian took off a small seal from his waist and solemnly placed it in Xu Yi's hand.
Then he stood up slowly and faced Xu Yi solemnly.
He slowly raised his hands and bowed deeply to Xu Yi.
This time, Yao Silian bowed without any psychological burden.
This time, Yao Silian bowed willingly.
