"Yes!" Acton sneered as he led Wang Bo's way: "There are too many people in this world who follow the trend of others. When the prince did not ascend the throne, no one came; after the prince ascended the throne, all the cats and dogs came over. . If you follow my wishes and drive them away with sticks, who are they?"
Wang Bo's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Actun subconsciously, only to find that although the other person was sneering on his face, his eyes were looking at the flow of people queuing outside the door. It was obvious that he was not talking to himself, and he couldn't help but feel relieved and smiled. Said: "That's right! There are many people who follow the trend of the world, and there are only a few people who help others when they need it. That's how it is!"
"Sending help in times of need? What does this mean?" Acton asked in confusion.
"Oh!" Wang Bo knew that this man was originally from Mohe, and he followed Wang Wenzuo's bodyguard because of his good shooting skills, so he casually explained the meaning of the idiom. Acton patted his thigh with admiration: "Lang Jun is indeed knowledgeable. The Lord will definitely be very happy to see you here, but it’s a pity that Mr. Lu is no longer in Chang’an, otherwise you two would just meet!”
"Mr. Lu? Are you talking about Sheng's brother? Do you know his whereabouts?" Wang Bo asked, pretending not to know Lu Zhaolin's whereabouts.
"I don't know who Sheng's brother is, it's Mr. Lu who was with you that time! He also came to Chang'an a few months ago, but encountered a big trouble and was imprisoned. If not for the Lord's help, I was just afraid that he would die in prison. After he escaped, the Lord arranged for him to leave Chang'an! By the way, Lang Jun, aren't you a good friend of Mr. Lu? Why didn't you come to Chang'an with him? "
"Oh, I was sick at the time and had to stay in Chengdu to recuperate. Brother Sheng was afraid of being delayed, so he set off alone first." Wang Bo had already made up his mind to conceal his previous affairs, and said with a smile: " I have been recovering from illness for a long time, and when I came to Chang'an after I recovered, I happened to encounter this earth-shaking event. I wanted to see General Wang, but I couldn't even get through the gate!"
"So that's the case!" Acton didn't doubt it at all: "It's really unlucky for you to come here, Sir. If you had come earlier, you would have contributed a lot to the crown prince's enthronement!"
"Yes!" Wang Bo sighed: "It's a pity that I missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! By the way, you also made great achievements that night, right?"
"Great achievements? How can there be any great achievements!" Actun laughed and said: "That night I heard a few muffled sounds, and then the earth shook, and the walls of the Daming Palace collapsed, revealing a seven or eight feet wide Everyone laid out the wooden planks they had brought beforehand to cover the big hole. Then they rushed in with the Lord and His Royal Highness, and rushed to His Excellency Qinghui in one breath. No one stopped them along the way, and the maids and chamberlains stayed far away. I was so frightened that I screamed and ran away. I originally thought that I was going to fight with the left and right Yulin troops of Beiya after dawn. I was holding back my energy, but before dawn, the superiors wrote a sealing edict and sent it to Xuanwu Gate. As soon as I sent him off, the Beiya imperial guards put down their weapons and shouted long live! I didn't even shoot an arrow, and the blade didn't touch a drop of blood, so where can I get the credit?"
Wang Bo was shocked when he heard what Acton said as a witness: "You mean no one died that night?"
"There are dead people!" Acton sighed: "Several palace maids and chambermaids were so frightened that they jumped into the Taiye Pool and committed suicide, but we were not the ones to kill them. The Lord had given the order before departure; this time was for When the Qing emperor assists the prince to ascend the throne, unless someone resists, do not kill anyone rashly, otherwise military law will be enforced!"
"Is there such a thing?" Wang Bo couldn't help but be secretly surprised. A member of a family like him had been familiar with classics and history since he was a child. Of course he knew about such palace affairs in the past dynasties. No matter how high-sounding the history books were, the killings in reality were nothing. It is inevitable, and it will most likely affect innocent people. For example, at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, after He Jin was killed, the eight captains killed the ten regular servants, after Deng Ai destroyed Shu, Zhong Hui attempted to rebel in Chengdu, and at the end of the Western Jin Dynasty, the rebellions of the Eight Kings were extremely brutal. At least a thousand people died in events like the Xuanwu Gate Incident. The reason is that most of the soldiers in the ancient army had little self-consciousness and could only rely on cruel military discipline to maintain the organization. Palace coup itself was a destruction of the original political order. In order to ensure the loyalty of their soldiers, the party involved in the coup usually would Consciously relaxing military discipline, using massacres and looting to bribe their own soldiers and boosting morale to achieve victory. In addition, ancient palaces usually gathered a large amount of wealth and women. This pair of people who lived a simple life were bound by strict military discipline. For the ancient soldiers, one can imagine its temptation. Adding the two factors together, one can imagine the killing power of the ancient palace coup.
In this palace coup, the emperor changed his throne without killing many people. This shows Wang Wenzuo's strong control over his soldiers.
"Did His Majesty reward you?" Wang Bo asked.
"Yes, and there are quite a few!" Acton said with a proud smile: "For example, I got a hundred bolts of silk, fifty guan of money, and was promoted to three ranks as a casual official. To be honest, I feel a little bit ashamed of it. !”
"You can't say that!" Wang Bo said with a smile: "Listen to what you said, that night I was supporting a new king and not conquering an enemy country. My achievements cannot be calculated by the number of beheadings!"
"That's true, Wang Langjun is really knowledgeable!" Acton's eyes lit up. At this time, the two of them had entered the front yard of the palace. He pointed to the flower hall in front and said, "You can wait here with some refreshments first. , I will pass the message for you, but it is not certain when the Lord will be free to see you!"
"Of course! General Wang is also a general. It's a blessing for me to be able to meet him!" Of course Wang Bo knew that Wang Wenzuo's identity was different from the past. He could drink tea and wait in the room instead of queuing outside. It was already luck, and he had suppressed his usual arrogance long ago.
Wang Bo entered the flower hall and saw that there were already four or five people in the hall. Judging from the costumes, they were all unusual. Wang Bo chose a chair by the window and sat down, waiting patiently. But we have been waiting for more than three hours. The moon has already risen, the lanterns are shining brightly, and there is no news. Fortunately, everyone in the house has sent a bowl of soup cakes, so there is no need to go hungry.
Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Bo was thinking about whether to get up and say goodbye and come to visit again tomorrow, when a servant came in outside the door and said loudly: "Is Prince Wang Bo here?"
"Yes, yes, I am Wang Bo!" At this time, Wang Bo did not bother to scold the servant for the rudeness of calling him by his first name, and hurriedly stood up and responded.
"You are the prince, right? Well, you come with me!" The servant bowed his hand and walked in front. Wang Bo quickly followed and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it was so late and General Wang hadn't rested yet! "
"The saint has an edict, and the master has already entered the palace!" the slave replied without looking back.
"Then who am I going to see now -?" Wang Bo stopped.
"It's Mr. Yi!" The slave turned around with a disdainful expression on his face: "Mr. Yi is the master's right-hand man. It's difficult for many people to meet him!"
"Yes, yes!" Wang Bo felt a little disappointed, but he knew that the situation was different now, so he forced a smile and said: "If I can't see General Wang, it's okay for Mr. Yi!"
The servant snorted coldly, walked along the corridor for a while, passed through the moon gate, and came to a side courtyard, saying: "Young Master Wang, please wait for a while, wait for me to go in and pass the message!"
"Thank you!" Wang Bo stood at the door of the moon and waited for a moment. Then he saw the slave coming out again and waved to him: "Come in!"
Wang Bo entered the Moon Gate and entered the hall. He saw a young man sitting in scarlet robes with a jade crown on his head and a tired look on his face. He had a fish bag saber hung on a gold belt around his waist. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Wang Bo, who was born late, pays homage to Mr. Yi!"
"Young Master, there is no need to be polite, sit down and talk!" Igillenbod yawned and pointed to the lower seat on the right: "Acten said that you are an old acquaintance of the general, and I shouldn't have kept you waiting for so long. Yes, it’s just that there are too many people who want to see the general at the moment, and the Holy Emperor has just ascended the throne and cannot leave the general for a moment, so I have to do many things for me, from morning to night every day, without even a moment of leisure - —”
"What did Mr. Yi say?" Wang Bo said quickly: "Wan Sheng and Brother Lu were lucky enough to meet General Wang in Chengdu. They wanted to come with him to Chang'an to pay a visit, but they didn't want to get seriously ill. They raised several children in Chengdu. The moon is good, but it comes too late."
"Brother Lu? Lu Zhaolin?" Yiji Lianbode was stunned when he heard this: "Are you Lu Zhaolin's friend?"
"That's right! I have a close relationship with Brother Lu and have been friends for many years!" Wang Bo said hurriedly.
"Well, he is an old acquaintance of the general and Lu Zhaolin's friend for many years, so the matter will be much simpler!" Yiji Lianbod laughed: "Tell me, why are you here this time? To seek an official or something else What?"
Wang Bo didn't expect that the other party would speak so directly after learning that he and Lu Zhaolin knew each other, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised. Seeing this, Yijirenbode smiled and said: "Young master, you don't have to be embarrassed. Those outside who ask to see the general also come here with a request. I treat you as one of my own, so I won't beat around the bush. Tell me! What do you want?" What do you want?"
"Asking for an official!" Wang Bo replied.
"That's good!" Ijilenbode smiled: "Then what official do you want to apply for, and what are your strengths?"
"I once served as an attendant in Prince Pei's palace, and I am good at poetry and articles!"
"Attendant of Prince Pei's Mansion?" Yiji Lianbode's face changed slightly. As a Japanese, he was always at a distance from the literary and artistic circles of the Tang Dynasty. Wang Bo was too young, so he never compared the young man in front of him with that prominent man. However, King Pei was the second son of the Supreme Emperor and was once the second in line of succession to the empire. Being able to serve as his attendant must be a rising star in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty.
"That's it!" Yijilianbod nodded: "Since the prince is so good at literary affairs, you have two choices now. One is to go to the Hongwen Hall (after Li Hong ascended the throne, in order to avoid taboos, the Hongwen Hall has been changed to (for the Shobunkan, but people at that time said it smoothly, so it has not changed), let’s start as a school secretary, right? The other one is in the shogunate’s secretary’s office, which one do you choose?”
"Hongbunkan school secretary and shogunate secretary?" Wang Bo immediately fell into difficulty in choosing after hearing this. Needless to say, the latter was one of Wang Wenzuo's confidants, while the former was only from the lower rank of the ninth rank to the upper rank of the ninth rank. At the upper level, although the rank is low, the requirements for the position are high. Except for those who are awarded the official position of school secretary, they are generally the best among the Jinshi or the "extraordinary talents" who have passed the imperial examination. The school secretary belonged to the rank of upright officials, with a leisurely position, generous remuneration, rapid promotion, and a bright future. He was regarded by the Tang Dynasty as "a good candidate to start as a scribe", with high social status and recognition. "Superior, or one who has pure aspirations and actions, is not taught lightly", which had a great appeal to Wang Bo.
"How?" Yiji Lianbode also saw Wang Bo's hesitation, but he did not rush him. In his opinion, forceful melons are not sweet. He has already made the path clear. Which path he is willing to take depends on Wang Bo. By myself.
Wang Bo thought for a long time and then replied: "Hongwen Hall gathers books and anthologies from all over the world, and my family will be refined and academic for generations! I will choose a school scholar!"
"Okay, Wang Bo chooses the editor of Hongwenguan!" Yiji Lianbod made a note: "Go back and wait for the news first. There will be a response in a few days!"
Seeing that the other party had agreed, Wang Bo breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Yi!"
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Taiji Palace and Ganlu Palace.
"Sanlang! Pei Shizhong, sit down and talk!" Li Hong stretched out his right hand and pointed at his subordinates. Having just ascended the throne, he immediately promoted Wang Wenzuo to the rank of General Zuo Wuhou, Tejin, and the third rank of Zhongshu; his future father-in-law Pei Judao was promoted to the rank of Shizhong. , in his heart, these two people are his right and left hands.
"An urgent message has arrived from Commander Liu of Longyou!" Li Hong picked up a letter from several cases and handed it to Wang Wenzuo: "It's about the Tubo people. You two should take a look first!"
Wang Wenzuo took the letter, opened it and read it, then handed it to Pei Judao on the other side. After both of them had finished reading, Li Hong asked: "Two Qings, do you think this matter is good for the Tang Dynasty? bad?"
"The imperial mausoleum of Tubo killed its king Mansong Mangzanzenpu, and the rules and regulations were in chaos. It was really God who took away his soul. It is naturally a good thing!" Pei Judao bowed and said: "I would like to congratulate your majesty!"
"What do you think Saburo thinks?"
"I think it's too early to say this now!" Wang Wenzuo pointed to the letter: "After all, this is just a one-sided statement. It's best to wait a little longer!"
"Wait a minute?" Li Hong frowned: "What does Sanlang mean? Does Sanlang think Liu Shijun's report is untrue?"
"That's not true!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Liu Shijun is my old boss, and I know that he is a serious person. But after all, this incident happened in the capital of Tubo, thousands of miles away from Longyou, so it is probably only It’s hard to tell the whole story from the news coming from the mouths of a few Tibetan escapees! According to Wei Chen, it’s better to wait a month or two to get more information before making a decision!”
"Well, what General Wang said is true!" Pei Judao nodded: "The journey is long, and it is not surprising that the news will change. It is better to be cautious!"
(End of chapter)
