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Jingshi is already a lamp of ten thousand homes, and I don't know how many people are worried this night, and how many people can't sleep all night.

As a veteran of the Three Dynasties, a leader in the literary world, and the first assistant of the cabinet, Li Dongyang naturally didn't sleep, and kept locking himself in the study and didn't even eat dinner.

As the de facto prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, Li Dongyang naturally sees farther than others, and knows better what this palace gate turmoil is all about!

It would be really strange if no one was behind it. Li Dongyang doesn't even have to guess, who is doing the ghost here, but so what?

Qingliu civil officials invite fame and sell straight, and for the sake of fame, they use the king as a stepping stone, which is not only now. What's more, even Li Dongyang himself came from in which era. Can you still not know what kind of thoughts those so-called clear streams are hiding under the slogan of righteousness?

Li Dongyang himself knows that this is harmful to the country, but what can he do?

Civil officials are his team, the foundation of his administration, and a sharp weapon in the political arena to deal with turmoil and sinisterness. The cabinet bosses gave those lower-level officials the opportunity to shelter and promote, and the lower-level officials carried out the instructions of the bigwigs and charged into battle.

Zoshi, in the same year, fellow villagers, these so-called relationships, weaved a monstrous net. Even Li Dongyang himself is a link in this net. And even if you don't use it yourself, can you still not let others use it? When the time comes, it will be someone else who will use this "sharp weapon" against himself!

"Hey~" Li Dongyang sighed deeply, as an old minister of the Three Dynasties, he was favored by the emperor. Whether it was out of loyalty to the Ming Dynasty or out of gratitude to the previous emperor for his kindness, Li Dongyang did not want the civil officials and the emperor to be so seriously opposed. In public and private, Li Dongyang must calm down this turmoil, otherwise if the officials and the emperor continue to confront each other like this, Daming will not be able to mess up? What is the face of him, the first assistant, to continue to be the first assistant?

If you want the emperor to release the officials who were arrested and put in Zhaojiao, you must be soft with the emperor, but the officials below are asking the emperor to be soft. No one is willing to give in first, on one side is the majesty of the king, and on the other side is the "backbone" of the civil officials. If Li Dongyang dared to surrender to the emperor at the risk of disapproval, Li Dongyang himself would immediately become a public enemy of Shilin. But if the emperor doesn't let people go, Li Dongyang may have to bear the reputation of "incompetent" again.

Just when it was difficult for Li Dongyang to enter and retreat, a knock suddenly sounded outside the study.

"Master, there is a Taoist outside who has posted a post, saying that he wants to see the master." The voice of the old housekeeper outside the door came, and Li Dongyang was stunned, how could there be a Taoist priest here who came to visit in the middle of the night?

"What Taoist?" Li Dongyang opened the door of the study and saw the old housekeeper holding a prayer post printed with a gossip pattern in his hand. It was very strange to open it, and his face changed slightly: "First invite the Taoist chief to have tea in the living room, and I will be there soon." “

Where did the so-called dust people come from? Li Dongyang didn't know, but Li Dongyang had already vaguely guessed that Emperor Zhengde was suddenly going to build some "Qianqiu Loyal Martyrs' Shrine", and there must be the shadow of the dust Taoist in it. And faintly, Li Dongyang felt that Lichen seemed to have a kind of hostility towards civil officials, with contempt. Li Dongyang didn't know where the emotion of the Dust Dao Chief came from, but at least he knew that the Dust Dao Chief had no good impression of the Tianxia Minister.

Li Dongyang also didn't like Chen, but he never thought that Chenhui would be a charlatan. Li Dongyang has seen Lichen's ability with his own eyes, although he never thought it was a pleasant meeting, but it cannot be denied that Lichen is indeed worthy of the title of land immortal. Anyone who has reached their kind of realm will not run to other people's homes in the middle of the night to visit.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Li Ge Lao, Ann!. Lichen saw Li Dongyang and saluted.

"It's good to be in Chang'an," Li Dongyang also hurriedly arched his hand and returned the salute.

"I don't know why the chief of the dust road came here to visit the old man? Li Dongyang sat on the main seat facing the north, picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly and asked.

Lichen smiled slightly, but did not speak.

"All of you go down!" Li Dongyang didn't know what Chen meant, and waved his hand to dismiss the servants standing in the living room.

"Now, what's the matter with the Chief of the Dust Dao, can you speak?" Li Dongyang asked unhurriedly.

Lichen didn't care about Li Dongyang's attitude, and now not only the civil officials are unhappy with him as a Taoist priest, but Lichen has never expressed his appreciation for this group of "well-dressed beasts" (the official uniforms of the Ming Dynasty are all birds and the like.) Wu will be a beast class) with the slightest respect.

"Poor Dao once saw a poem, and I want to ask Li Ge Lao to taste it." Dust Road.

"Oh, the Taoist can even write poems!" Li Dongyang was a little playful, but he didn't think so, if he said that he was doing burning pills and practicing mercury, catching ghosts and subduing demons, Li Dongyang would never doubt it! But I've never heard of this Taoist chief writing poetry! dared to come to his house to ask for tasting, I really have to admire this Taoist chief's "courage"!

Seeing the playfulness in Li Dongyang's smile, Lichen naturally knew what he meant, the civil officials of the Ming Dynasty had a lot of eyes, and Lichen had a lot of knowledge. Explained disapprerovingly: "Poor Dao naturally can't make poems, but I've seen a poem written on the wall with blood, and I want to ask the elder for advice." “

Li Dongyang was a little puzzled, but he had to follow his words and asked, "Then ask Dao Changnian to listen to it, how about it?" “

"The mountain of corpses is full of white bones, and the lonely city of ten thousand deaths has not surrendered. Message to passers-by to cover their noses, the living are not as fragrant as the dead! Lichen read word by word.

After reading it, Li Dongyang was silent for a while before he sighed: "A good living person is not as fragrant as a dead person, there are generous and sad songs, there are resentments in the heart, and the poem is full of despair, when there is no way forward, what he did when he died calmly." The old man had indeed never heard of it. But I don't know where the dust road looks? ”

Lichen replied with a smile: "Jiangyin! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he had the ability to protect the country, and he was a real person who protected the country in the dynasty, Li Dongyang would really want to drive out the dust.

"The chief of the dust road, came overnight, did you come to play the old man?" Li Dongyang's face was not good.

"What Poor Dao said, every sentence is true, how can you play with Li Ge's old meaning?" Lichen's face did not change, and he replied with a calm smile.

"Yangzhou has been peaceful for a long time, and there has been no war in this dynasty, where does this poem come from? If it was the southern invasion of Mengyuan and this poem circulated, why had the old man never heard it? Li Dongyang asked.

"Does Elder Ge really want to know?" Lichen asked, picking up the teacup.

"I know you're here for 'Coming from the Thousand Autumn Martyrs' Shrine. However, the solidity of the country is not in danger in virtue, not in the prestige of benevolence, internal and external peace, the king and the ministers are virtuous, and the people are happy. Under an order, everyone naturally serves to die, so why do you need to spend a thousand dollars, ghosts and gods? Li Dongyang shook his head and said.

"Li Ge Lao, you don't believe it yourself, do you?" Liao Chen said with a smile: "I think that back then, in the battle of Yashan, the Great Song Dynasty 100,000 people went to the sea, which can be described as the death of the world." Since then, it has been bloody everywhere, but fortunately, Taizu expelled the Tartars and restored my Han family, so that China could continue. If one day, Huaxia will die again in the hands of the Hu people, and it will be in the world. I am afraid that after future generations reflect on it, there will be no place for Confucianism in China! ”