It's another year of Shangyuan Festival, but this year's palace is much more deserted than in previous years.

Zhu Yunwen refused this year's banquet on the grounds that the dragon was unwell, and there was no voice inside and outside the government and the opposition that dared to criticize, and the big guys were all buried in the ancient and modern classics looking for examples, thinking about how to write a congratulatory note to the emperor, where is there still time to drink?

This banquet for 100 officials and the elderly will stop for a year.

Although it is less popular, the lanterns that should be lit outside the palace are not less, and the lights inside and outside are as bright as day.

In a ceremonial and peaceful atmosphere, the Qianqing Palace was much more depressed and dull.

Fang Xiaoru's share was placed on Zhu Yunwen's big case, and the former stood tremblingly under the imperial steps, but he didn't even dare to drop his ass from the emperor's seat.

"I can't write it."

The solemnity that made Fang Xiaoru almost suffocate suddenly disappeared with Zhu Yunwen's opening, but the negation from the emperor's mouth still made Fang Xiaoru's heart skip a beat.

What he is most afraid of now is the denial from Zhu Yunwen.

"It's too civil."

Zhu Yunwen raised his head, and when he saw the sweat on Fang Xiaoru's face, he couldn't help but chuckle and say with relief: "Why is Elder Fang Ge so nervous? Looking at the sweat stains on your face, could it be that the fire in the Qianqing Palace is burning? Sit down, sit down, and drink some tea. ”

The emperor was so polite, and Fang Xiaoru, who was even more frightened, waved his hand again and again, and he didn't know how to reply, so he had to sit down, but he didn't dare to drink the tea given by Shuangxi.

"What I want to see here is a more straightforward article, not these vain words."

Seeing that Fang Xiaoru didn't understand, Zhu Yunwen personally cited an example: "Without the country laid down by Taizu, where would I have today's demeanor?" Without the assistance of your ministers, where would there be a great world in the world? Xu Buji, a student in Suzhou, turned a blind eye to these and blindly praised me, didn't he talk nonsense with his eyes open?

Zhilong Tang and Song Dynasties? Not to mention the prosperity of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, just talk about a corner of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the annual income far exceeds that of me.

Far away from the Han and Tang dynasties is even more nonsense, the Han and Tang dynasties all have the protection of Anxi, and the soldiers once slightly reached the extreme western plateau (Iranian plateau), and countless garrisons were set up along the way, which I can compare. These are all facts, he Xu Buji can't see it, but he only knows the sycophants of slander, which is simply a shame for Shilin! It should be refuted. ”

The more thoroughly Zhu Yunwen spoke, the more frightened Fang Xiaoru listened.

If he really writes according to Zhu Yunwen's ideas, isn't this sticking his head under the ghost knife? Yu Xin Yu Dunben, are you sure that the emperor really won't kill our filial piety?

"Actually, in fact, the minister thinks that what Xu Buji said is not so unbearable."

Fang Xiaoru had a bitter face, thinking about the lives of his family, and even turned his head to say good things for Xu Buji, but was interrupted by Zhu Yunwen with a wave of his hand.

"Okay, let's just change the article again according to what I said, and in a few days, the General Administration Department will send out the draft version of the third issue, so I won't leave the old pavilion for dinner, let's go back to the house early to prepare."

Seeing that the emperor had made up his mind, Fang Xiaoru sighed in his heart, and he didn't dare to refuse at the moment, so he had to stand up and bow down to receive the order: "Yes, the minister will retire." ”

The emperor's thoughts and the city are too deep for him to guess, so he can't guess it. The emperor asked him to write as he wanted, and in the future, once the wind is not in the right direction, it is a big deal to kill himself with a glass of wine at home, and the emperor will not be angry with the people of his old Fang family, right?

Also a prince and a prince? Yu Dunben, Lao Tzu believes in your evil, you bad old man's bad ruthlessness.

If Zhu Yunwen knew that Fang Xiaoru already had a will to die in his heart at this time, he was afraid that he would lose his laughter.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he ordered Fang Xiaoru to come out and fight as the opponent, where was he to take this opportunity to harm Fang Xiaoru's life? It's all because there is no more suitable villain than Fang Xiaoru in this world.

What is Fang Xiaoru's identity?

The spiritual leader of the world's Confucianism and scholars.

If he comes to be the opposite, those righteous scholars will have a feeling of being 'betrayed', and the big guys have supported you for so many years and used you as an example, but you would have such a naïve view on this matter?

Isn't the emperor great? Isn't it amazing? Isn't it worthy of our big praise?

If you don't want to praise yourself, you still criticize those of us who praise the emperor, saying that we are sycophants and traitors?

It's really unbearable, but my aunt can't bear it!

As for whether it's a sycophant or not, does it matter?

Those students who are square know that they are just sycophants, so what.

When they stood on the position arranged for them by Zhu Yunwen, they had actually fallen into the abyss trap, and they had only one way to go to the dark, and they could only see the light by continuing to fall into the depths of the abyss: that is, promotion.

Cutting off someone's career is worse than killing your parents!

Fang Xiaoru criticized them as sycophants, saying that what they did was wrong, that was to cut off their careers.

How deep the love used to be, how deep the hatred is now.

Fang Xiaoru represents the traditional Confucian school, and there is a saying called hating the house and Wu.

When one person hates another person to the extreme, everything that is hated will be criticized and incomplete, which indirectly lays the foundation for Zhu Yunwen to stand up and defeat Kong Ru later.

It doesn't make the world's scholars feel abrupt, but it feels natural!

Even the representative benchmark of traditional Confucianism has been knocked down, so it is easy to criticize the altar together with the scholarship of his pillars of faith, isn't it a beautiful thing worthy of singing and drinking with the big guys?

As for us, Confucian scholars, were we once Confucian children?

Bah!

After a few months of ideological baptism, we are no longer the superficial and corrupt Confucianism we used to be, and we are now a neo-Confucian party that resolutely implements the ideas of His Majesty!

The old Confucianism is dirty, degenerate, stubborn, and the dregs that go against the will of the people and the feelings of the people, and should be spurned and swept into the garbage heap of history!

This is the reason why he Zhu Yunwen asked Fang Xiaoru.

There are too many spaces where the latter's identity can be manipulated, and there are countless places for him Zhu Yunwen to make a fuss, and to put it bluntly, he Fang Xiaoru is now not just a chess piece in Zhu Yunwen's eyes, he is simply a national treasure.

The treasure of the Ming Dynasty.

In return, after Fang Xiaoru is 'rebelled' by him Zhu Yunwen in the future, he will become the vanguard of this ideological war, carry the banner of Neo-Confucianism, and destroy his former beliefs with his own hands.

On that day, he Zhu Yunwen will naturally give a generous gift, and a hou can't run away.

Of course, Fang Xiaoru may also refuse, but the consequences of refusal may not be willing to be seen by Fang Xiaoru, and he does not have the appetite to swallow this bitter fruit.

Murderous and heartfelt, he Zhu Yunwen doesn't mind sending Fang Xiaoru to hell together!

After being scolded in reputation, life and death are just lighter than feathers.

On that day, will he still be able to die as he did in history?

Once the reputation stinks, what is the value of the dead?

What remains in history is nothing more than a sinner who hindered the progress of the nation.

After the first publication of Qiushi Bao came out, everything in the world became the chess pieces on his Zhu Yunwen chessboard.

Everyone has his value and usefulness.

Zhu Yunwen was still closing his eyes to recuperate, relieving the fatigue of using his brain excessively these days, and dense footsteps had already sounded in the corridor outside the hall, picking up a trace of his eyes, but it was Queen Ma Enhui who came, and the maidservants behind him were all holding food.

"Today is the Shangyuan Festival, and Your Majesty will not go back to the palace for dinner, so the concubine has to come uninvited."

Seeing the ceremony, Ma Enhui personally put a snack dessert on the desk in front of Zhu Yunwen, a bowl of rice balls, a few dishes and a stewed, snow-white fish.

"As soon as there are so many things, I forget the time."

Holding Ma Enhui's hand, Zhu Yunwen pulled the latter to sit on his dragon chair, and whispered softly.

"I'm tired."

Ma Enhui was a little frightened by these words, in her cognition, the emperor has always been high-spirited since he ascended the throne, as if everything in the world is under his control, this confident man is the first time to say the word tired.

"State affairs are cumbersome, if you encounter a crux, Your Majesty will put it aside for a few days, don't hurt the dragon body for some trivial things."

Leaning on Zhu Yunwen's shoulder, Ma Enhui said with relief, looking up at Zhu Yunwen's frowning eyebrows, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

With the soft fragrance in his arms, Zhu Yunwen didn't feel hungry, he lowered his head and nodded on Ma Enhui's lips, and then picked up his waist in the latter's shy and surprised gaze, but strode towards the warm pavilion of the side hall.

"I won't eat anymore, and I'll have a baby."