Just when Tan Ke and Jiajing were discussing things, on the other side, Hu Zongxian, who also entered Beijing in response to the order, but arrived later, had already arrived outside the gate of Yan's mansion. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hu Zongxian's sedan chair and the pro-soldiers and horses stopped more than 30 zhang away from the gate of Yan Song's mansion, and Hu Zongxian opened the sedan curtain and walked out.

At this time, it is the beginning of the hour, and the sky is about to get dark. Hu Zongxian didn't even eat dinner, so he changed into civilian clothes at the Xianliang Temple and came here. After getting out of the sedan chair, he stopped, looking at the mansion he had been to many times from afar. On the four red lanterns under the eaves of the porch, the two big characters of "Yan Mansion" are still the same. The vicissitudes of the world, twenty years ago, when Yan Song was just a junior high school, Yan Song summoned himself here The situation was the same as yesterday. But this time, the distance ahead was less than thirty zhang, but Hu Zongxian felt that it was so far away. This time, in Yan Shifan's plan to destroy the embankment and flood the fields, Hu Zongxian did not help at all, and secretly resisted silently, and now, Yan Shifan was sent to Yunnan, how will the elder reprimand him? Hu Zongxian decided to walk this road alone, and in the face of the impending influx of accusations and unpredictable schemes, he also needed to complete the final psychological preparation in the process.

"You're waiting here." After saying that, he took a four-sided burden from the hand of the captain of the pro-soldier and walked towards the gate alone.

"Yo, it's Lord Hu." The porter standing at the door is obviously also an old man, and when he sees Hu Zongxian, he can see the long-lost cordiality, but this time this time there is obviously strangeness.

Of course, Hu Zongxian could feel the look in his eyes that was both long-lost and scrutinizing, and asked with a smile: "Is Elder Ge okay?" ”

The porter: "It's fine. ”

Hu Zongxian: "Please take me to the old man's house." ”

The porter groaned for a while, and then said, "Master Hu, Xiao Ge Lao has just gone to Yunnan to take up a job, and Ge Lao may be in a bad mood, so please take care of it." ”

Hu Zongxian still didn't know about Yan Shifan's trip to Yunnan in the past two years. This is what Yan Song asked for from Jiajing with an old face. Yan Song had already keenly sensed the killing intent of the Son of Heaven towards his son from the emperor's attitude. Yan Song knew that he would not stay long as he was the elder of the pavilion, but he also understood that the winner would not be King Yu.

He hesitantly came to the door of the study and called softly: "Ge Lao." ”

In the room, Yan Song was lying on the recliner in the middle of the study, and the two eyes that were usually closed when listening to reading were still open at this time, looking at the beams on the roof, as if listening to the sound of reading in his ears, and as if he was thinking about something in a trance.

Luo Longwen sat beside him under a lantern and was reading the fifty-eighth chapter of the Tao Te Ching: "Its government is dull, and its people are pure; Its politics are inspected, and its people are lacking. Woe and blessing rely on, blessing and misfortune lurk! Who knows the extreme? There is no good or evil. It is strange to be reinstated, and good is to be a demon. The mystery of people is also long-lasting......"

The porter: "Pavilion Elder, Hu Zongxian is here." ”

Yan Song: "Oh, he's here." Let him in. ”

Yan Song's eyes were still looking at the roof: "Hu Ruzhen is here." It just so happens that I want to have a good talk with him, too. ”

Luo Longwen was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "It's okay to talk." This Zhejiang has been washed all over the place, I heard that the head of the person who was killed overnight is rolling, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, such a thing is only in the Hongwu years, at the beginning of the founding of the country. ”

Yan Song: "There's no need to say this anymore, Chen Ke did this, obviously it was instructed by the emperor." With that, he sat up on the armrest.

At this moment, Hu Zongxian walked in.

In the palace of King Yu. Gao Gong sat here, Zhang Juzheng also sat here, only Xu Jiejie did not come.

King Yu was obviously in a very uneasy state at this time, pacing back and forth in the middle of the room alone.

"At this time, we can only wait and see." Gao Gong said, "The emperor's intention must be to take power, Tan Lun's letter said that this is very clear, that Chen Ke transferred more than a thousand brocade guards, and he did not show mercy." Compared with Chen Ke, the eunuchs who were in charge of the factory guards were all old ladies who ate fasting and recited Buddha. By the way, isn't Tan Lun coming back too? I heard that it will arrive tomorrow, so I will call him tomorrow and ask him! ”

"If you don't see it, you will be weak-hearted." Zhang Juzheng immediately objected, "The key is not Chen Ke's imperial history of the left capital, the key is the emperor's attitude!" What does the emperor mean by this hand now? He washed the basic plate of the Yan Party in Zhejiang, and sent Yan Shifan away, but he stopped again. What does this mean? This is to protect Yan Song! ”

Gao Gong: "Protect it!" Yan Song is eighty-one years old, how many years can he still dominate the position? ”

Zhang Juzheng had a gloomy face: "I'm afraid that Yan Song will leave his position, and we won't be able to take his turn!" ”

King Yu sighed gloomily: "It is said that father and son are heart-to-heart, father and son are heart-to-heart, but the father's mind is really incomprehensible!" ”

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"I heard that you don't support Shifan's incident in Zhejiang this time?" Without waiting for Hu Zongxian to speak, Yan Song asked first.

"I can't agree to Xiao Ge's old man's destruction of the embankment and flooding the fields. Zhejiang was already plagued by pirates, and if the fields of nine counties were flooded again, hundreds of thousands or millions of people below would make a fuss, and I would not be able to escape the guilt. Hu Zongxian's tone was calm and persistent.

Yan Song's eyes widened slightly, and he stared at him so fixedly, and only said for a long time: "Where were you on the night when Chen Ke took Jinyiwei to kill?" I heard that he also took Fanzi to kill a lot of soldiers in Zhejiang, did you give the emperor an excerpt about this? ”

Hu Zongxian sat there quietly, resisting with silence.

Yan Song seemed to have been prepared for Hu Zongxian's silent response for a long time, and he said with a little emotion: "I am eighty-one years old, two capitals and thirteen provinces in the Ming Dynasty, the people of the world, my shoulders really can't carry it!" Besides, the emperor is getting younger and younger now, and he doesn't need me to carry this old bone! ”

Hu Zongxian stood up with an excited face and persuaded: "Elder Ge, don't be like this! I brought it up by you! Without you, I would not be where Hu Zongxian is today! When you say that, I feel bad! ”

Hearing Hu Zongxian's crying words, Yan Song's old eyes finally showed a rare sadness: "It's really unexpected...... Thou shalt say, what does the human heart seem to come from? ”

Hu Zongxian: "People's hearts are like water. ”

Yan Song shook his head: "The water flows downward, and people's hearts always want to be high when they are high...... Ruzhen, I won't hide it from you, I understand it, I can't keep my position." I don't care about this, what if I'm old and doesn't have power? But I'm afraid! I'm afraid, as soon as I fall, what will happen to my unsuccessful son? As soon as I fall, what will happen to ministers like you who have been following me all along? ”

Hu Zongxian's eyes were full of tears, "If you can't be honest, I'll go back to my hometown to farm!" ”

Yan Song coughed, "It's not that simple, I'm afraid, I won't be able to save my life when the time comes!" ”

Yan Song and Hu Zongxian's eyes touched, and a sadness appeared in their eyes.

(To be continued.) )