In Dali Temple, all the civil servants and officials looked at Cheng Chumo dumbfounded. Changsun Wuji held a few copper coins in his hand,
"In the future, I will learn more from Zhang Yang." Gao Xingchen gritted his teeth and said,
"Understood." Sun Fujia, the young minister of Dali Temple, smiled and said: "Since both parties have resolved the misunderstanding, the Dali Temple ministers are now married." Zhang Yang and Changsun Wuji led the people out of Dali Temple together.
"I don't want the two families to get into trouble over this matter." Changsun Wuji stopped in front of the door.
"Of course not. I still have many things to ask Zhao Guogong for advice in the future." Changsun Wuji led the people and left first.
Zhang Yang stood there and watched for a long time, and then left with Chu Mo.
"You said you were reciting a poem, so why did you provoke Gao Jingcheng?" Cheng Chumo looked indifferent,
"How could a certain family know?" When it comes to fighting, few people in Chang'an City dare to compete with Cheng Chumo, let alone a weak scholar like Gao Jixi.
Zhang Yang put his hands in his hands,
"He was also present when you were reciting poems?" Cheng Chumo continued walking,
"That's not the case. It was because I was afraid that the girl from the restaurant wouldn't be able to hear the poem he was reciting, so I read it loudly. You could hear his voice even a few restaurants away." After saying this, Cheng Chumo was unhappy when he saw that he remained silent for a long time. Said: "Why don't you speak again!" Zhang Yang said melancholy.
"Chu Mo."
"Um."
"Didn't I tell you? When you recite poetry, you should recite it softly."
"It's not that people can't hear you." It was very difficult to communicate with Shacai. Zhang Yang said seriously with a serious face: "I told you to read softly, but your voice is as loud as a butcher's pig, let alone impressing people. You are so All the officials are impressed! Do you think you are honest? You have to pay attention to the method and method of doing things."
"You said it would work."
"Do you think this is a panacea? It's effective after just one sip of it. It's true! It's not wise to kill talented people."
"This matter was indeed done improperly. There is indeed nothing wrong with your poem, but it was used inappropriately." Cheng Chu acquiesced and lowered his head in acknowledgment of his mistake.
The two of them walked for a while until they reached the door of Cheng's mansion. Seeing that his courtyard was relatively clean, Cheng Chumo asked in a low voice,
"Have you tried to persuade my old guy?"
"A few words can't settle the matter. This matter needs to be discussed in the long run. I will think of a solution later."
"Thank you." The two walked into Cheng's house while talking. Cheng Yaojin held a piece of rattan in his hand.
"Is it ready?" Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Go back to General, it's ready."
"Hahaha!" Cheng Chumo laughed as soon as he walked in.
"Old man, your ancestors are blessed, your son will become a great poet!" After the words fell, the courtyard was quiet for a while, and all the servants looked at the arrogant little general Cheng in disbelief.
Cheng Yaojin raised the whip in his hand. Cheng Chumo couldn't help but take a step or two back.
"What are you going to do, old man!" Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin shouted,
"Come here! Get this traitor down to me!"
"Here!" the tribesmen in the courtyard responded loudly, and within a moment Cheng Chumo was being held to the ground by a group of tribesmen.
"Zhang Yang! Save me!" Listening to his cry for help, Zhang Yang saluted Cheng Yaojin.
"General, you enjoyed yourself. I will take my leave now."
"You won't plead for him?"
"Please? Hahaha..." Zhang Yang grinned,
"Not to mention begging for mercy, I want to beat Chu Mo."
"Then why are you still here?"
"I'll take my leave." In the courtyard, Cheng Chumo said loudly: "Old man! A certain family will fight with you!" Cheng Yaojin sneered.
"How blessed are your ancestors?"
"Crack!" The whip came down with a loud sound.
"Ah!" A scream came from the courtyard. On the Suzaku, the loud screams of Cheng Chumo and the sound of whips were so loud that even passers-by outside heard them and took a detour.
In Dali Temple, he had to save face for Cheng Yaojin, and at home the general whipped his own son, which was considered to be a way of saving face for Changsun Wuji.
Over and over again, favors and misunderstandings also disappeared. Anyone who can hang out in Chang'an City is an old fox.
Zhang Yang left with his hands in his hands. The reputation of the great poet Cheng Chumo spread in Chang'an City for a while, especially if life is just as it was when we first met, and the sordid past is not enough to boast about, and the current dissolute thoughts have no limit... Changsun Wuji brought Gao Xingyi to the residence of Xu Guogong.
"Who can believe that Chu Mo can write such poems?"
"Yes, who can believe it?" Changsun Wuji stood in front of the door and warned: "Since it wasn't Chu Mo who did it, who do you think it was." Gao Jingcheng thought for a moment and said,
"It is said that Zhang Yang is a demon. He writes those strange stories with good writing and ink."
"That's it, now that I know why you ask this question."
"I understand." Changsun Wuji was also dissatisfied with the child Gao Jingcheng. He was too impetuous and would rather be too ambitious.
"As long as Zhang Yang doesn't confess, these poems and essays will belong to whomever he says belongs to them." He still looked confused.
Changsun Wuji became more and more disappointed,
"Uncle is loved by others. If you still want to stand out, you have to think carefully about what you should do in the future, and also understand what you cannot do. When you replaced Zhang Yang as the temporary minister of rites, what did Zhang Yang do?"
"He..." Changsun Wuji smiled and said, "He didn't do anything." Gao Xingcheng lowered his head in frustration. Changsun Wuji added: "At first, Chong'er had an unpleasant quarrel with Zhang Yang in the East Palace. Chong'er was criticized several times, but Zhang Yang still didn't do anything."
"It's people like this who have been repeatedly used by His Majesty in the court. Your generation..." He hesitated to speak. He was his uncle's child and didn't know how to talk about it. He could only shake his head and leave with a sigh.
As he was walking towards the mansion, the servants beside him followed his footsteps.
"Zhao Guogong, General Cheng Yaojin beat his son with thirty lashes. The noise was so loud that everyone in the neighborhood knew about it." Changsun Wuji stopped for a moment, said nothing, and just hurried back home. .
On the morning of the next day, in the Tai Chi Hall, the emperor had not yet come to court, and there were a lot of discussions in the hall. Niu Jinda said puzzledly: "I said earlier that there has been a monstrous wind in Chang'an City recently. I think it is your old Cheng family's wind that has caused the evil." Li Daliang looked melancholy.
"Your son Cheng Yaojin has become a great poet. I'm afraid the scholars in Chang'an City will be ashamed." Cheng Yaojin listened to the words of the crowd and said with a smile: "I have told him a long time ago not to rely on yourself. If he has some talent, he works in a takeaway. When he came back from Dali Temple, I whipped him. If there is a next time, I will hang him up and whip him." Qin Qiong glanced at Zhang Yang, who was standing in a meditative state among the ranks of civil servants, knowing very well what was happening. what,
"You know your moral integrity. I'll whip my son less in the future. He'll finally wake up and don't beat him silly." Cheng Yaojin nodded in understanding.
"Save it, save it!" Today's morning meeting mainly talked about the recruitment of civilians in the Hexi Corridor. I originally thought that this was a matter of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs and had nothing to do with the Ministry of Rites. Di Zhisun has already gone to Hexi, and maybe he is preparing for the winter. mutual trading matters.
Hou Junji accidentally mentioned the Ministry of Rites on the topic of recruiting civilian husbands. Li Shimin sat in the palace, stroking the handle of the throne with both hands.
"Does Mr. Zhang think it is appropriate to recruit Tibetan people and civilians from the Western Regions?" Zhang Yang stood up and asked.
"We in the Foreign Affairs Council can send people to lobby the various Tibetan ministries and ask how many civilian husbands General Hou needs."
"Fifty thousand is enough."
"Understood, I will give you a reply before next spring." Li Shimin nodded.
"If you all have nothing to do, if you continue to protest, you will withdraw from the court."
"Your Majesty!" Ma Zhou, the censor of the censor station, stood up and came to the court.
"On the 30th of last month, something happened in Luoyang. I was frightened when I heard about it." The civil and military ministers in the palace were talking about it.
Li Shimin had a straight face,
"What happened in Luoyang?" Ma Zhou took out a memorial and asked
"Your Majesty, I heard that many people in Luoyang denounced aristocratic families, including two poor students, Liu and Zhou. They recruited many scholars to denounce them, but they were beaten to death by the disciples of the aristocratic family with sticks and left to die on the streets!" The voice said After falling, there was silence in Tai Chi Hall again.
Ma Zhou added: "But the local officials arrested three or two people who were scapegoats. This kind of behavior is shocking. Hundreds of scholars have written blood letters and are sending them to Chang'an City. Your Majesty, please take a closer look." Li Shimin Breathing heavily,
"With orders, the Yushitai Dali Temple will jointly investigate this case!" Ma Zhou said loudly: "Here." The emperor stood up slowly and said,
"I have stressed several times that officials should be governed by the Qingming Dynasty. Under the bright sun, such a thing happened. If we don't find out! How can I have the face to hold the imperial examination again?"
"Your Majesty is wise!" the ministers shouted. The emperor waved his sleeves and said: "Retreat from the court." The ministers saluted again.
Wait for the emperor to leave in twos and threes. Zhang Yang was still standing where he was, and Changsun Wuji stepped forward.
"What do you think?" Before he could answer, Wei Zheng walked over quickly.
"Since the Spring and Autumn Period, during the Warring States Period, reforms have always been carried out in order to strengthen the country. Naturally, there are no reforms that do not save lives. The Tang Dynasty wants to hold imperial examinations and provide students with a right path. Since it is a right path, there is no reason to retreat." The two people listened. During the conversation, Zhang Yang bowed and said: "The lower official will arrange for people to inquire about the place of origin and family members of the two warriors, and erect monuments for them to arrange their funeral arrangements. The matter in Luoyang will trouble Duke Zheng and Duke Zhao." Wei Zheng's eyes were firm. Look ahead,
"The Tang Dynasty will not give up the imperial examination because of this. I will send Ma Zhou to Luoyang to give those two heroes a posthumous name. They cannot die in vain." Changsun Wuji said solemnly: "I never expected that such a tragedy would happen. This kind of thing will happen again in the future, and I will naturally not sit idly by." Zhang Yang saluted the two people in front of him and left quickly.
I felt very bad when I walked out of the Tai Chi Hall. All the aristocratic families were just a bunch of villains who ate people without spitting out their bones!
There are always jerks like this! For hundreds of years, no matter how the times change, they can always break bones and suck marrow out of this land of the Central Plains.
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly again, and suddenly felt that he had no direction. There was right and wrong in the world... Everyone has his own ambitions. Even if he doesn't do anything now, some people will still stand up for certain things.
As the old warning saying goes, to everyone who is rich, more will be given to him, and to everyone who is poor, even what he has will be taken away from him.
What a bloody fact. As early as thousands of years ago, Lao Tzu said so thoroughly, the way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more damage.
As for the way of man, the loss is not enough and the reward is more than enough. Walking all the way to Chengtianmen, Zhang Yang saw Li Baiyao waiting here.
"Zhang Shangshu, I will be crowning His Highness the King of Wei tomorrow. I wonder if I can go to Lishan to inform His Highness the King of Wei in advance so that the etiquette department can make preparations early." Zhang Yang slapped his forehead, and I almost forgot about it.
"I will go to Lishan today. Tomorrow you can go directly with someone. Lishan will be ready."
"Here." Li Baiyao nodded and walked back to the Ministry of Rites. This guy had more white hair in his bun. Zhang Yang walked towards the Zhuque Gate step by step. In front of him was the bustling Zhuque Street.
Two poor students, Liu and Zhou, were beaten to death with random sticks. This is a slap in the face of the imperial examination. The aristocratic families have reached this level of unscrupulousness, and the masses, poor children, and those extremely ordinary people will soon know the true face of those aristocratic families.
This will be a major counterattack against the aristocratic family, and the collective attack is about to begin. Before that, he had to face more fierce resistance from the nobles and aristocratic families.
Li Yue was sitting at home, supervising Xiao Wu and Xu Hui's writing. In addition to teaching them math, they also had to teach calligraphy and writing, but the emphasis was different.
"Is your husband worried?" They just had their first child now, but the husband and wife have known each other for many years, and they can think of a lot with just one expression.
Zhang Yang sat in the rocking chair,
"I really can't hide it from you."
"But the affairs in the court make my husband worried? Does my father want to use my husband to do something shameful again?"
"Tomorrow is the day of King Wei's crowning ceremony. Let's go to Lishan Mountain."
"That's fine." Even if she didn't tell, Li Yue could know what happened in the court today. After listening to Aunt Wang's story, she felt heavy.
After simply tidying up the house, the family headed to Lishan. The cubs are getting bigger and bigger. If they get older, they can only be kept in Lishan Mountain, but the construction is done.
Zhang Yang was driving a carriage, and his wife's words came from inside the carriage.
"What happened in Luoyang? How will it end?"
"The fight against the aristocratic family will not happen overnight. There will be more and more troubles in the future."
"Someone will make the final decision on whether it is right or wrong. We just need to have a clear conscience." After listening to her words, Zhang Yang smiled instead.
"Well, we have to have a clear conscience." When the carriage arrived at Lishan, Xu Hui and Xiao Wu led the little bear into the village and accompanied Li Yue to check Lishan's accounts.
Zhang Yang walked all the way to Li Tai's residence. Seeing that he was playing with the crickets and didn't realize his arrival at all, Zhang Yang raised his foot and trampled one of the crickets to death.
"Ah! My General Jin!" Li Tai screamed. Zhang Yang raised his foot and trampled the other cricket to death, and then crushed it with the sole of his shoe.
"Oh my god! My king's silver general." Li Tai cried out in pain,
"The surname is Zhang! You apologize, this is my king's general!" Zhang Yang let go of his feet and saw two corpses that had been trampled by crickets. They were in a miserable state of death, and there was even juice splashing outside.
"Why is His Highness the King of Wei addicted to such a boring game? I will play it again and again every time I see you.
"
"General Gold! General Silver..." Li Tai picked them up aggrievedly,
"Uncle Wang gave this to me, why did you..."
"I dare to ask which uncle Wang sent it to him. He wants to make His Highness the King of Wei play with things and lose his ambition. He is very cruel!"
