is the so-called Xiucai rebellion, and it will not be successful in three years. Bu An didn't expect a group of Confucian scholars who were extremely angry in the book business to really do anything to the Jiangning government.

This is just a play, made for the people to see, although the participants don't know that they are acting, let alone who the director behind the scenes is.

Bu'an planned this scene, in addition to depriving the Jiangning government of the opportunity to continue to pretend to be stupid, and more importantly, let the emperor Xiao'er see clearly that if he had to use Confucianism at this juncture, he would be known as the "faint king" in the eyes of the world.

According to Bu'an's estimate, once the monthly conference comes and the Xuanwu Array on the five continents opens, the emperor will definitely push the responsibility away.

He can pretend to be innocent, pretend to be pitiful, and pretend to be a victim to gain sympathy, but now that this rumor has spread one after another, the Jiangning government cannot stay out of it, and if the emperor wants to pretend to be innocent, the effect will be much worse.

This is like if someone is cheated out of money, everyone will think he is pitiful, but if everyone has told him before this that the other party is a liar, but he turns a deaf ear and still insists on going his own way, instead of being sympathized with afterwards, he will be regarded as a fool by everyone.

Of course, the trade-offs are far from simple. There are officials of all sizes in the court, who can come out to carry the black pot for the emperor.

In the final analysis, the resources at hand with Bu'an are too small compared to the royal family of Daliang. In the face of such a huge disparity in power, all wisdom can be easily resolved.

On February 18, events did not exceed Bu'an's expectations.

The Jiangning government came forward to appease the Confucian students, saying that the rumors were all done by demons, a bunch of nonsense, and the purpose was to sabotage the monthly conference.

A few righteous and awe-inspiring official words, plus a little agitation, stabilized all the Confucian students.

On the morning of 19 February, in the face of the Confucian scholars who came to question him, Qian Wenzhao, the political envoy of Jianghuai Province, even held a month-by-month order, announcing that those who had been ordered month-by-month could lead troops to control and take charge of month-by-month affairs.

In this way, even the most ferocious Confucian students also died down.

Seeing that many methods were all resolved one by one, on the evening of the 19th, the Song brothers and sisters and Yang Xiu came to the Bu'an Mansion together.

At this time, the fallen courtyard wall had just been repaired, and the seventh division Deng Xiaoxian and his party also arrived just in time, and the courtyard was very lively.

There are many people who are not easy to speak, and the three of them secretly have something on their minds, and they are not willing to leave. The Song brothers and sisters knew everyone in the Seven Divisions, and they were not too restrained, but Yang Xiu had never dealt with people in the rivers and lakes, and he seemed a little raw.

During this time, Tu Yao also came over to greet everyone, and Zhang Blind, Deng Xiaoxian and others naturally treated her respectfully.

Yang Xiu hinted at Bu An several times and asked him to borrow a step to speak, but Bu An was perfunctory.

When night fell, when the three of them said they were going to leave, Bu An left them behind.

"I have a poem today, just to encourage you. As he spoke, Bu An asked someone to fetch him pen and ink, lit a lamp in the courtyard, and splashed ink in front of Tu Yao, Song Qing, Song brothers and sisters, Yang Xiu and others, and wrote:

"What do you want to transport the canopy, but you don't dare to turn over and have already met. Broken hats cover up the city, and the leaky boat carries wine in the middle of the stream. ”

Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu, bowing his head and being willing to be a son of a cow. Hide in a small building and become a unity, taking care of him in winter, summer and spring and autumn. ”

The poetic condensed aura lingered in the small courtyard on the bank of the Qinhuai River for a long time, and everyone was silent.

The Seven Divisions were naturally accustomed to concentrating on cultivation on this occasion. The Song brothers and sisters and Yang Xiu roughly understood what Bu An wanted to say with these seven-word poems. And this poem has a different taste in the eyes of Tu Yao and Song Qing.

After a long time, the Song brothers and sisters and Yang Xiu finally said goodbye and left.

When Tu Yao went back to his small courtyard, he called Bu An over.

Song Qing followed behind the two of them, muttering as she walked: "Others still envy me for having a talented junior brother, and if I think about it, until today, this is the second time I have touched your light...... What do you say to be willing to be a son of a cow, why don't you write more on weekdays, paper and ink don't cost much silver, and besides, you also have silver now!"

Bu An listened to it funny, and said in his heart that if I want to be really a great talent, I will write it every day, even if I help the seedlings, I will urge you to the empty realm alive, but unfortunately your senior brother and I don't have much stock in my stomach, and if you copy one song, you will have one less song.

Entering Tu Yao's house, Song Qing did not follow up.

Tu Yao pondered for a long time before he smiled freely and said, "The Song brothers and sisters and Yang Xiu specially came to you, not just to see you write poems, right?"

Bu An also smiled: "I don't know, but I copied a poem casually, and they left satisfied, so it doesn't matter if it's not a big deal." ”

Tu Yao obviously didn't believe his nonsense, and said seriously: "That great monk has already cultivated in the Sky Realm, why do you respect you?"

"The rivers and lakes are angry. Bu'an said again.

Tu Yao straightened his face, seemed to be a little angry, and shook his head and sighed: "There are some things, if you don't want to talk about them, I don't have to ask......

"Master," Bu An interrupted her, "I don't want to say it." ”

Tu Yao was slightly stunned, probably because he didn't expect him to be so direct, and then frowned and said, "Do you think I'm pedantic?"

Buan has become accustomed to her leapfrog thinking and knows what she wants to say.

"Yes," he thought for a moment, then shook his head, "but I don't blame you for that. ”

Tu Yao felt that he couldn't understand this disciple more and more, and now listening to his tone, where did he still look like a disciple.

"Who's to blame?" she said in a strange tone, as if she wasn't very happy, and as if she was holding back a smile.

"Master......" Bu'an's expression was very serious: "There is a way for a gentleman to deceive him, if what you do, what you think, is too easy to be guessed by others, you can only let others handle it, and there is no chance of winning." ”

"In the past year, you have spent a lot of time with Taoist cultivators, have you ever heard these words? Tu Yao restrained the joke and said lightly: "There is a way but no technique, and the technique can still be sought; If you use the Tao to control the technique, the technique will succeed, and if you deviate from the Tao, the technique will fail. ”

Bu An knew that Tu Yao was not talking about cultivation, but about being a person. The so-called Tao is where the Great Dao exists, where the morality lies, and the so-called art is the wisdom and strategy.

In the culture of Shenzhou, there is a tendency to value virtue and despise strategy - even a powerful person like Cao Cao has been despised by generations of literati because of his personal virtues, and people like Kong Rong who have killed themselves have been praised for generations because of virtues such as pears.

Bu An dipped his finger in the tea, drew two circles on the table, and in the middle of the two circles, drew a thick line to separate them.

"Master," he drew an arc, bypassing the thick line and connecting the two circles, "There are many ways to accomplish one thing. ”

Then he used a straight line to connect the two circles and cut off the thick line: "But if someone thinks that they have to choose the most difficult road, they still think that this is the only way to be the Huanghuang Avenue...... In my opinion, it is pedantic. ”

"I'm a little confused," Tu Yao glared at him with a straight face: "Are you a master, or am I a master?"

“...... There must be my teacher in the threesome. Bu'an scratched his head.

"You don't have to persuade me. Tu Yao sighed and said, "I know what I'm doing. ”

Bu Anxin said, where did I persuade you, it wasn't you who mentioned it yourself, stopped talking nonsense at the moment, and withdrew with a smile.

When he returned to his yard, he was about to call the blind man when he suddenly heard a coquettish laugh.

"Storyteller, I guessed you were also here to join in the fun!"

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