To beat a worker you must have the consciousness to beat a worker. Han You finally figured it out. No matter what, Boss Zhou was still kind to him. He could go to the palace tomorrow to plead guilty.
That's how people are, there's no point in controlling their destiny, it's just for the sake of living, playing roles they don't like one after another.
Just like many wage earners in later generations, they work as security guards during the day to deliver food, and at night they work part-time to deliver food and scold the security guards.
Lying on the bed, Han You didn't know what kind of life he wanted. In fact, he was very satisfied for now. He had no shortage of money to spend, and he wouldn't be angry as long as he was not arrogant, but he always wanted to poke his head into the court. , only for the sake of the official can he do something he wants to do.
But whenever he wanted to get an official position with the Prime Minister or the Emperor, Han You was afraid that he would get lost and be assimilated.
In the eyes of outsiders, the court is full of talents, including tigers that control the mountains, leading sheep, eagles with foresight, and wolves that are good at fighting.
But in Han You's eyes, he felt that the court was full of losers, fish in the water, guard dogs, chickens to scare monkeys, turtles with shrunken heads, and black sheep. Many of these things filled the court.
It’s not that these people are incompetent, but there are very few people who can do practical things.
He only considers his own interests and the interests of his family. He can muddle along with the government affairs at hand. If he wants to be promoted or has benefits, he will work hard to do practical things for the people.
They seem to feel that this kind of world, where the people do not have enough to eat or wear, is their "comfort zone" and is in their best interest.
Every time he thought about this, Han You wanted to find a brick to shoot one by one, and he was ready to shoot, but unexpectedly he had a falling out with Boss Zhou.
Recalling Boss Zhou's "I won't listen, I won't listen" look today, Han You became angrier as he thought about it. He didn't know how to explain it, about money, about making money, about the circulation of money, etc.
He even had a picture in his mind. When he told the emperor how he would make money, Boss Zhou's reaction was probably like someone giving Qin Shihuang a popular science about aerodynamics, except that he looked confused.
The troubled Han You fell asleep, but he didn't know that another eunuch came from the palace in the middle of the night. He had no oral instructions or edict, but only brought a painting.
The disciple informed Han Bairen, but Han Bairen took the painting without notifying Han You.
Young Master Han had just done a lot of work, including washing, eating, gargling, bathing, gargling, and then rinsing again before going to bed, but his father didn't call him.
A group of people were in the main room, looking at the painting and guessing its meaning.
The painting was not signed, but the eunuch said it was for Han You.
Han Bairen frowned.
Uncle Qin touched his chin.
The two Wang brothers looked at each other.
Basically all the smart people in the Han family are here. Of course, there are also some who are just pretending to be fake. Everyone is not sure what this painting means.
The painting is of a ferocious tiger, a ferocious tiger, the king of beasts and extremely terrifying. However, this tiger does not come down from the mountain, but flies down from the sky with two wings on its back.
Han Bairen's expression changed again and again: "That's it."
Everyone looked at Han Bairen with questioning expressions on their faces.
Han Bairen said bitterly: "The emperor used this painting to warn You'er."
Wang Shan did see some clues and looked strange: "What the master means is..."
"Disaster is coming!"
Everyone: "..."
Han Bairen pointed at the painting: "Did you see it? This tiger is a ferocious beast. It is frighteningly cruel, as if it wants to choose someone to devour it at any time. It represents a great disaster."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Han Bairen continued his analysis: "The tiger has wings and falls from the sky. Isn't this what it means to bring disaster?"
Everyone continued to nod and expressed their admiration for Han Bairen's rising night-level Sister Li.
Only Wang Shan looked more and more strange. Didn't this mean that he was even more powerful than a tiger?
Han Bairen cursed, crumpled the painting into a ball and threw it on the ground.
"What a bastard emperor, you won't let anyone sleep in Ansheng's sleep. Get out of here. Don't tell You'er about this. You have more time these days. Please advise You'er. Let's go to Nandi together. This is such a bad place in the middle of Beijing." I don’t want to wait another day.”
A group of people said yes again and again and left.
Wang Shan was the last to leave. He looked back unexpectedly and saw Han Bairen muttering under his breath while making tea.
"I'm acting like a polite and virtuous corporal with the Han family, pretending to be your mother, who will sacrifice their life for you? Just go and live your mother's spring and autumn dream."
Wang Shan smiled bitterly and left.
There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Han Bairen squatted at the door of the bedroom. When Han You came out, his father smiled and mentioned that they would go to the south to hang out together, without saying a word about the painting.
Han You squatted next to his father. Originally, he had thought about entering the palace to plead guilty. He had to stand upright when he was beaten. No matter how old he was, could he be bigger than the emperor?
It can be seen that my father yearns for the Southland so much, and I also think that once I go to the palace to plead guilty, my relationship with Boss Zhou will probably change. In the future, it will be inevitable for me to be respectful and humble when getting along with each other. In this case, then what will happen between me and Boss Zhou? What is the difference between other ministers and others? After all, they still cannot break the rules and can only be slowly assimilated by the rules.
"good."
Han You finally made up his mind: "Then leave Beijing, a place of right and wrong, but you can't leave now. If you leave now, the emperor will still be angry. If you resign and we run away together, maybe we will be punished instead." Severe punishment. If you have passed the limelight, if the child tries to find a way to earn more money, you can give the child a month, or at most two months, and we will leave when the preparations are complete."
Seeing Han You relent, Han Bairen smiled happily: "Cheng, Du Cheng, just listen to You'er. Dad also dares to clean up a few more dandies in Beijing before leaving."
Han You didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he coaxed his father to go to work.
After Han Bairen left, Han You had breakfast and sat in the study, maintaining his old habits.
Important things must be considered three times with different mentalities. Only consistent results mean that it is the right decision.
After thinking about it, Han You suddenly discovered something.
At the beginning, I just wanted to protect myself, the Han Mansion, my father, and everyone, and make some money to spend. I never thought about getting a minister in the court, let alone changing the world. How could my original intention be lost without me realizing it? Has time changed?
After thinking for a long time, Han You burst out laughing. Sure enough, the environment was different, the mood was different, and the thoughts were different.
Just like the singers of later generations, when they first debuted, their lyrics were all about counting stars, watching baseball, and holding the girl next door’s hand and not letting go. As they become more successful and famous, their status, status, and environment continue to rise, so the lyrics also change. It has become the goddess of supercars and coffee on the left bank of the Seine, becoming more and more sophisticated.
People always have to grow up, and Han You felt that he was growing up a little too fast, and he didn't even realize it, and he actually wanted to make a big difference in the court.
"Wang Hai!"
Wang Hai hurried in and said, "Master, please give me your orders."
"Let's go to Nanshi and call Miss Zhongsun."
Wang Hai didn't understand what he meant: "Why are you going to Nanshi?"
"Flying eagles and walking horses, return to the original intention!"
