"But it's never been the monarch who wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die?" Yan Qi was dumbfounded.

"There is a saying in the Analects of the Eight Hundred Confessions: Dinggong asked: 'The monarch envoys the ministers, the ministers are the king, what is the case?' Confucius said to him: 'The monarch makes the ministers courteous, and the ministers are loyal.' You see, even Confucius defined the authority of the monarch and the minister. Regardless of what Mencius said, 'The king regards his ministers as siblings, the ministers regard the king as his heart, the king's ministers regard his ministers as dogs and horses, and the ministers regard the king as his countrymen, and the king's ministers regard his ministers as mustard, and the ministers regard the king as Kou Yun.' "Since the monarch has not fulfilled the 'courtesy', why should you want the people to be loyal to you?"

"Sir's words are bold, but no one understands them like this now?" Bai Lu couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

"The morality of the sages has a personal opinion due to the different times of the world, As long as you are worthy of the society of heaven and earth, worthy of the people of Li, What is there to dispute if you are worthy of your own conscience?" Pingling Yu said and smiled, But he also knew that his thoughts were now a bit shocking, so he didn't say much, only gossiped, and then turned to Yan Qi and said, "I mentioned Yuan Zhao before that there were three strategies for retreating from the enemy on the situation in Jinju, But now it seems that But I had to make some adjustments, I had a big buzzard exchange with him before, but now I don't know if there is any other way to get in touch?"

"Although birds of prey are difficult to domesticate, but Mr. can underestimate us, now there is no buzzard, and there are other species, when we first walked together, in addition to the big buzzard, we also brought a white falcon, it also flew very fast. Yan Qi smiled when he heard this, and his tone was full of indescribable pride.

Without further ado, when Pingling Yuden was on the throne, he ordered Bai Lu to grind ink, took a silk silk by himself, and began to write a letter to Ji Rin.

At this end, he handed over the letter to Yan Qi and sent it with the white falcon, and the Zhou lady came over to tell the legend that Lang Jun, who was rescued by Wang Ill, woke up, Pingling Yu thought about it, and decided to meet this Lang Jun who sent the letter in person.

When Fan Jin woke up, he found himself lying on a soft wooden bed, his nose smelled the fragrance of herbs, and he was tightly wrapped everywhere on his body, and he changed into dry clothes, as if it had become a dream all the way over the mountains and mountains.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? There is mushroom and chicken porridge stewed on the stove, and I will scoop a bowl for you. Seeing that Wang Ji was cleaned up, Zhou Niangzi urged him to eat morning food, and sat down on the embroidered pier made of rattan on the side to make a coat for Ji Yan, she was meticulous, and when she sewed the corners of the clothes, she was even more careful, and even a trace of thread was not exposed.

"There's a lady of Lao. Fan Jin didn't feel hungry at first, but at this time, he realized that he was already hungry when he heard Zhou Niangzi talk about it, "I haven't thanked Niangzi for saving her life." ”

"It's not the slave who saves you, it's the slave master. Zhou Niangzi smiled slightly.

In this way, I also asked the lady to pass it on my behalf, Fan Jin was a rough person, but he also knew that he should thank him in person for saving his life. Fan Jin heard that she claimed to be a servant, and her behavior was extraordinary, more indescribable than the prisoners and daughters he had seen in Shuoxue Pass in the past, and he knew in his heart that the other party's master must be either rich or noble, but he was not a self-indulgent person, but the other party saved him, although it was just a trivial matter in the eyes of the other party, but he still had to express his gratitude, even if the other party did not need such a trivial person as him.

"Eh, then Lang Jun wait first, and the slave will report it. Zhou Niangzi used to see rough Yiren in Yuezhou, seeing that although his etiquette is not good, it is not a person who does not know etiquette, so he smiled at him with relief, and saw that his lips were crusted, thinking that he was thirsty, and immediately poured him a cup of tea, and sat up with him, fed him water, and then turned around and left.

Fan Jin thanked Lang Jun for saving his life. After a short time, I saw a young man in his early twenties wearing a jade crown Lang Jun walked in first, Rao is Fan Jin had dealt with Zhao Rui, and he was also photographed by the other party's demeanor, and he was half an Orion, so he could naturally distinguish the silver-gray mink fur that Lang Jun was wearing in front of him, and the mink leather needles used were shorter and smoother than usual, and they all had a natural luster in the room.

"It's not just me who saved you, but also the doctor Wang who is with me, you are injured now, so take care of it first. Pingling Yu motioned to Zhou Niangzi to bring him food, and he sat down on the willow circle chair that Yan Qi had moved, and said in a kind voice, "Are you from Shuoxue Pass?"

“...... Haven't you asked Lang Jun's surname for his name?" Fan Jin was stunned for a moment, he naturally didn't know that at the moment when he fell asleep, the packages he brought with him were all rummaged through, and at this time, when he heard the other party say, a trace of fierceness flashed on his face, and when he cleared his mind, he realized that he had forgotten to inquire about the whereabouts of the package he was carrying.

"You don't have to be nervous, my family Lang Jun's surname is Pingling, it is the history of Jinzhou's assassination, and this time he is going to Jinzhou. Seeing that his face was uneasy, Yan Qi hurriedly explained.

"It was originally the history of the Pingling Thorn. Fan Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see that you came all the way from Shuoxue Pass, but you came to deliver a letter to guard the general Ji Shan?" Pingling Yu saw him like this, and his heart became evil, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Pingling Thorn Shi said with a smile, the grass people were lucky to get a good horse before, and wanted to send it to the capital to sell it for a big price, but they didn't expect that this way over was a mountain and a heavy water, nine deaths, and even the horse was lost, fortunately, I met the Thorn History, otherwise maybe even my life would be gone. Fan Jin's heart is like a drum, although he doesn't understand the situation in the court, but Zhao Rui's advice is in his heart, he is moved by the other party's outspoken trust, this is the first time in his life, someone is willing to entrust him with such a big responsibility, and trust him, which makes this Lang Jun, who has always been able to pass by like a stone, ignite a surging fire in his heart.

"That being the case, you are a native of Jinju, and now you are also a person under my rule, since you have met, it can be regarded as fate, you are good to be born in the post station, this freezing is not a trivial matter, so as not to be old in the future, the bones of your hands and feet are painful. Pingling Yu originally didn't intend to embarrass him, but when he heard him say this, he didn't pursue it, got up and took Yan Qi out, "The left and right states Mu Ji Rin has already led the army to Jinzhou to support"

After Pingling Yu finished speaking, he took Yan Qi away, and the group had lunch, waiting for Wang Ji to help Fan Jin again, Pingling Yu instructed the little officials of the post station a few words, and ordered Bai Lu to seal fifty taels of silver to Fan Jin, and the group packed up, and continued to set the carriage and go to Jinzhou.

In Chang'an City, the sage woke up from a nap and got the snow and green plum on Meng Hui's new entry, and he was excited and summoned Lin Qing to the palace to accompany him.

"Your Majesty. Lin Qing was not on duty in the cabinet today, but he heard his daughter-in-law say that his daughter-in-law Liu had a body, and he would have a granddaughter or grandson in a few months.

"Lin Qing looked very happy today, but what good things have happened?" It was rare for the saint to see him with such a happy look on his face, and the last time seemed to be when he won the championship more than ten years ago.

"The daughter-in-law in the family is pregnant, and next year the minister's family will add Ding, and His Majesty also knows that the minister only has one son, and now he is naturally overjoyed to see the children and grandchildren reproduce. "Lin Qing is a close friend of the saint, and now that there is a happy event, it is natural to share it with the saint.

"Lin Qing will be a family! When the sage heard this, he smiled and sent Xiao Huangmen to the harem to give the good news to the virtuous concubine.

After a while, the two monarchs and ministers said a few words, and the sage pointed to Meng Huide and said: "This plum blossom is still an old plum tree planted in the palace. But the spring cold is still steep, and the dawn window is still trying green clothes. "Speaking of which, Xingxuan and Xie Jialangjun have been married for ten years, and their knees were empty before, although I am the son of heaven, I can't help but worry about my children, but fortunately, now that she is pregnant, it can be regarded as a bitter end, if the one in your family who was born to Xingxuan is a son and a daughter, maybe it will be a childhood sweetheart in the future!"

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, Her Royal Highness the princess is extremely noble, if the first descendants of the minister's family are not filial in the future, wouldn't it be tiring?" Lin Qing easily refused, "If the children are all older in more than ten years, and they are all Zhilan Yushu, then the minister will have the cheekiness to beg His Majesty for a decree." ”

"You slippery head!" The sage couldn't help laughing when he thought about it carefully, he naturally understood the hidden worries in Lin Qing's words, but he was also a father and ancestor, he also had the mood of loving his children and grandchildren, if his children and grandchildren were not filial, it would not be tiring to the other party, but he was even happier with Lin Qing's frank statement, the monarch and the minister for more than 20 years, they would inevitably have young and vigorous times, and when there was a dispute, but he always firmly believed in Lin Qing's character, which was the style of a gentleman.

"Now the minister only relies on His Majesty's generosity to dare to tell the truth. Lin Qing lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

"Speaking of plum blossoms, every year to see the plum blossoms in the palace bloom and fall without any new ideas, I think about these days in the court has nothing to do, Qing is not as good as I go to the big Buddha Temple in the western suburbs of Chang'an to enjoy the plum blossoms, there are thousands of acres of flowers, it happens that it is snowing today, and the red plum blossoms in the snow are like fire, and I want to have some fun. On a whim, the sage did not wait for Lin Qing to dissuade him, so he summoned Zhang Wen to order Meng Hui to accompany him, and ordered someone to go to the harem to inform Concubine Xian and ask her to enjoy the plum blossoms.

"Since Your Majesty has decided to appreciate the plum, it is better to join the queen mother. Although Lin Qing was happy that his sister was loved by the saint, he had been cautious for many years and refused to leave the handle, so he smiled slightly when the saint commanded.

"You're cautious. The saint sighed in his heart, thinking that if it weren't for the family's power over the years, he would have been able to appoint Lin Qing as the prime minister earlier, why should the other party be cautious today, but he didn't want his best friend to be difficult, so he sent Zhang Wen to run to the queen's palace in person.