Chapter 43 Pragmatism and Retreat

When it comes to reading, unlike in the past, the moon is hidden in a corner of the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The dark night seems to contain a faint blue light.

Liu Xin's sandal-colored robe was also stained with the glimmering green ink.

"Kuanfu, Kuanfu," he took a sip of light wine, took a long breath, and asked with a smile: "How many years have you been an official in the court?" ”

Wen Yanbo stopped halfway through the action of bringing the wine to his lips, counted silently in his heart for a while, and responded: "The next year, the twenty-seven years." ”

Liu Xin shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you really see that His Royal Highness has no intention of being obsessed with this 'soft advertisement'?"

Wen Yanbo asked curiously: "Why did the elder say this?" ”

Liu Xin put down the wine glass, and was not in a hurry to answer, but asked, "Kuanfu, can you lend me 500 yuan?" ”

"What are you talking about?" Wen Yanbo frowned: "How can Wen Mou have five hundred yuan to lend you?" ”

"Well, then, lend me fifty dollars."

Wen Yanbo thought about it carefully, and sighed: "I can make up fifty yuan, but it's ......."

But what do you want all that money for?

Before he could say this, Wen Yanbo saw Liu Xin smiling meaningfully, and suddenly felt cheating.

"You're not trying to borrow five hundred!"

Liu Xin nodded: "I originally wanted to borrow fifty guan." ”

Although Wen Yanbo was a little stubborn, he was also a clever and perceptive person, and in an instant, he figured out the way of this, slapped the coffee table, and turned his head to Liu Xin for confirmation: "His Royal Highness wants us to accept advertising, so he publishes this 'soft advertisement'. ”

"Exactly, if he hadn't mentioned that he was going to stop publishing, how would you approve of selling advertising?" Liu added: "If there is no worse example, how can we be willing to settle for the next best? ”

When Wen Yanbo heard this, he felt a kind of grievance and unhappiness in his heart.

He snorted his wine and said, "Your Royal Highness is definitely not such a scheming person. ”

Liu Xin was silent, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the coffee table.

Wen Yanbo knew that this was his action when he was thinking, and he didn't bother him.

The thick autumn mood fills the night.

Wen Yanbo added another glass of wine.

Autumn is blowing over the glass full of wine.

He took a sip of the wine that swept through the autumn wind, and suddenly felt that the autumn mood and the wine were seeping straight into his heart.

"Why do you think it's a scheming?" After a long time, Liu Xin asked.

"It's not a scheming, but what?"

Liu Xin didn't hear it, and asked him: "If this seat is not mistaken, you agree with Cai Xiang's change." ”

"'Suppressing luck and paying tribute' are all beneficial to the court and society."

Wen Yanbo does not deny it.

Liu Xin stared at him, and in his slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of eyes were bright.

He asked slowly: "Have you ever thought that if someone proposes a more radical and radical proposal, perhaps, Prime Minister Pang Cheng will agree with Cai Xiang's still mild change?" ”

Wen Yanbo was stunned for a moment, took a short breath, and froze as if someone had clicked on the acupoint.

Is Liu Xin hinting that he wants him to do this "worse example"?

Although he very much hoped that Cai Xiang's changes could be implemented, he ......

Wen Yanbo said awe-inspiringly: "I'd rather take it in the straight than ask for it in the song." What the elder said, Wen disagreed! ”

- "Hahahaha! ”

Liu Xin laughed when he heard this, touched Wen Yanbo's cup with his wine glass, drank it all, and sighed: "Kuanfu is an upright and good gentleman. ”

"Pavilion ......"

Wen Yanbo was stunned at the regular meeting, Liu Xin added another cup, drank again, and said: "But this seat is a person who does things." ”

Wen Yanbo was unconvinced: "According to what the elder said, isn't Wen a person who does things?" ”

"What did you do?"

Liu Xin said unceremoniously: "You so-called officials and ministers, obviously have a better way to do it, and blindly only know how to attack the middle book, what is the benefit of things?" ”

"You!"

Wen Yanbo wanted to refute, but after careful consideration, what Liu Xin said was reasonable.

He always said that Liu Xin was an old fox and mud, but he never thought that he would think so far-reachingly, so he muttered: "Ge Lao, you ......"

Liu Xin continued: "Your so-called straight take, in essence, is just cherishing your own reputation. ”

After that, he looked away at Wen Yanbo, looked at the candle flame not far away, and said with a wry smile: "This seat has already put aside its reputation, as long as it is beneficial to the overall situation, why not ask for it in the song?" What's the point of leaving a stench for 10,000 years? ”

Wen Yanbo was ashamed.

He filled the cups of the two with wine, and for the first time in a long time, he took the initiative to clink glasses to Liu Xin and saluted: "Wen is just a hypocrite, and the old man is a real hero!" ”

Liu Xin also took the cup, touched it and smiled: "To the hypocrite!" ”

"True heroes!"

……

Cold dew day.

The torrential rain that had been pouring down until noon seemed to have stopped.

When Shen Shi, it is impossible to tell whether it is rain or fog, and the subtle water vapor fluctuates and floats around.

In the private room of Xufuju, Prime Minister Pang Ji and Household Shangshu Yao Hongyi sat opposite each other, savoring the white dew and silverquill.

White porcelain cup, green tea soup.

Yao Hongyi stretched out his hand to pick up a cup, squinted slightly at the end of his nose, turned the cup, and swallowed it in small sips.

"It's not as good as it was before tomorrow."

Unlike Pang Ji's lean and thin, Yao Hongyi is a middle-aged man who is white and chubby, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Pang Ji, who was holding the volume and reading it carefully, did not answer, and waited until he finished reading the entire "Bianjing Journal" before he said expressionlessly: "This is a good thing." “

"What the teacher said," Yao Hongyi said with a smile, "Disciple heard that this small magazine is the idea of the Third Highness?" “

In the year when Yao Hongyi was the champion of high school, Pang Ji was the chief examiner, so he held the disciple ceremony and was commensurate with the master and apprentice.

Hearing this, Pang Ji shook his head, thought about it, and said, "I don't think this seat is like the style of His Royal Highness. “

"That's ......"

"It's Hou Lelang of Anguo."

"An Guohou?" Yao Hongyi put down the osmanthus hibiscus cake in his hand and said in disbelief: "That gentleman? “

The fact that "Lelang" is "thirty years old" in the official school has long been known to the court, and the reputation of being stupid and dull has been spread far and wide.

Pang Ji was silent, but in his heart he recalled a long-sealed memory.

……

;