But seeing Wang Ling, he sighed and sighed: "If it was twenty years ago, the old minister would still be able to put on a battle for His Majesty and hold a sword to attack the enemy..."

Liu Hong nodded, this is a fact: Wang Ling's An Guohou was killed with one knife and one shot in the era of bright stars in the early Han Dynasty.

Wang Ling lowered his head and smiled, and then said: "If ten years ago, although the old minister was not athletic, he could still hold Wat (1) (hù) in the temple for His Majesty to govern the Quartet..."

As he spoke, Wang Ling raised his head and smiled miserably, revealing the few remaining teeth in his mouth, and laughed at himself: "People say that men are sixty ears and seventy ancient rare..."

"The old minister is too old (mào) 耋 (dié) (2), I really don't dare to use this withered body to mislead the world's major events..."

Wang Ling's words provoked Liu Hong, an old boy who was not yet forty years old and had sour eyes, and the corners of his eyes itched slightly.

Wang Ling smiled and lowered his head and sighed, Liu Hong secretly suppressed his tears, neither of them spoke, and the hall fell silent.

After a long time, Wang Ling took out a roll of bamboo slips from his arms, and spread it on the desk with a smile: "I still remember that five years ago, the old minister taught, and His Majesty was also very impatient..."

Recalling, Wang Ling raised his head and looked at Liu Hongdi, his eyes regained undisguised appreciation.

"Now it seems that the old minister is stupid..."

"Your Majesty, Emperor Gaozu's own grandson, is born sacred, and he doesn't need the mortal learning taught by the old minister."

Listening to Wang Ling's self-deprecating words, Liu Hong, who had not yet come out of the sadness, hurriedly shook his head and said: "If it weren't for the teacher's teaching, the students would have been dry bones in the grave..."

Although Liu Hong turned the corner this time to rely on himself, but he was the teacher of the original owner, and he was also a rare loyal and upright minister in the court today, Liu Hong's praise for Wang Ling was heartfelt.

Wang Ling smiled and nodded slightly, and gently pushed the bamboo slip on the desk in front of Liu Hong, motioning for Liu Hong to take a look.

Lowered his head in surprise, and only glanced at the words on the bamboo slips, Liu Hong's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at his Wang Ling in front of him with a smile on his aunt's face!

——The old minister's mausoleum is dead for a hundred years, and I would like to play Your Majesty:

Today, the country is in trouble, and the people are difficult; When relatives were in turmoil, the government and the opposition were in turmoil.

There are also two or three rebellious ministers and thieves, in the name of the righteousness of the family and the country, who killed the king and usurped the throne, which is also the misfortune of the country.

Fortunately, His Majesty has won more than 10,000 victorious soldiers, but he is also defeated by the eleventh thief; Your Majesty must not raise a teacher out of anger, so as to benefit the emperor's heirs with filial piety.

Only now is the need for Your Majesty to be benevolent and righteous to reassure the army's heart; to the officials, to appease the courtiers; Void and the snake to appease the thief's head. In order to make my Han family's country and society, avoid the scourge of thieves...

Your Majesty shall not endure too much humiliation; If a thief is arrogant, your majesty should use the wrath of thunder, and you must not let the thief run rampant and look down on the majesty of the heavenly family.

The minister is old and faint, and he doesn't know what to do; Wei Dun is the first to be the first, and he is just a hundred worships······

Looking at the bamboo slips lying quietly on the desk in front of him, Liu Hong's heart couldn't help but emerge with the world-famous "Teacher Table" in later generations.

Also in the Han Dynasty, the same two old men worked hard for the young king and died for themselves; Even when he is about to die of old age, he can't rest assured that he is still the young master who was entrusted by the first master before his death, and the Jiangshan Sheji...

Smack.

With a soft sound, an extra drop of water appeared on the originally neat and clean bamboo slips.

Two drops, three drops...

Liu Hong couldn't stop his tears anymore, and couldn't help crying silently in front of the case.

The Wang Mausoleum on the other side of the case was also wet with his eyes, and he only sighed in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty is strong~ The old minister has died today, and he should also look at it..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, even Wang Zhong, who was standing on the side, lowered his head and secretly wiped his tears.

After a long time, Liu Hong barely controlled his emotions, wiped the tears on his face without a trace, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, teacher, students should endure what ordinary people can't bear, in order to defend the foundation of their ancestors!" ”

Wang Ling carefully wiped his tears with his sleeve, and arched his hand slightly: "The minister has lost his honor, and I hope that His Majesty will atone for his sins..."

Seeing Wang Ling like this, Liu Hong's tear ducts, which he had finally screwed, stirred again, and almost broke Liu Hong's strict defense again.

Even if you are an emperor, you never forget the dignity of the monarch and the minister...

Liu Hong was distressed, and couldn't help but look forward to a courtier like Wang Ling, how good would it be if there were more?

It doesn't take too much, even if there is one more, Liu Hong will not be so embarrassed, and even bow to his courtiers to temporarily protect the throne...

Seeing that Wang Ling thought for a moment, he seemed to know Liu Hongdi's thoughts, and said: "The old minister sees His Majesty today, and he wants to recommend a person for His Majesty to drive. ”

"This person is well-informed, so he is not inferior to the old minister's youth, but he is really a talent for governing the country and a minister for the country!"

Liu Hongqiang held back tears and nodded, but subconsciously ignored Wang Ling's last sentence.

A talent for governing the country, a minister for the country?

Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, how many people dare to call themselves the talents of governing the country, and they can only seek the country?

Hou Xiaohe, the founding prime minister of the People's Republic of China, always ensured that the logistics supply of the army was continuous, and there was no shortage of grain and grass supply when Liu Bang was fighting the world; Then the construction of Chang'an City, for the Han Dynasty law basis, for the descendants of the endless legacy, when the last sentence of 'the talent of the country, the minister of the country'.

There is no need to say anything else about waiting for Zhang Liang, just Liu Bang's evaluation of 'strategizing and winning thousands of miles away' is enough to illustrate the problem - without Zhang Liang, Liu Bang would not even be able to avoid the Hongmen banquet, let alone ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Plan and command the world.

Prime Minister Pingyang Hou Cao Shen, although he did not do anything earth-shattering, he was able to follow Xiao Gui Cao and completely follow the strategy formulated by Xiao He before his death, and won enough respite for the world after the war, barely half of it.

Anything else?

In Liu Hong's view, Lao Wangling just wanted to stuff the descendants with acceptable qualifications and who could see the past to Liu Hong's side, so as to catch Liu Hong's chariot.

But Rao is like this, and Wang Ling's image in Liu Hong's heart is not damaged at all - such an old man is qualified to make such a request and enjoy the treatment of 'mountains and rivers are eternal, and rest with the country'!

Thinking like this, Liu Hong smiled and said: "I don't know who it is, but the teacher praised it so much, and the students are a little jealous..."

Wang Ling was pale and said solemnly: "Xunzi disciple, the former Qin imperial history; Therefore, the imperial doctor, the Marquis of Beiping, Zhang Cang! ”

With Wang Ling's words, Liu Hong's pupils dilated little by little, and finally shrank suddenly when he heard the name 'Zhang Cang', and his breathing couldn't help but become heavy!

I almost forgot about him!

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This 2,000-word chapter took me at least five hours, completely rewritten at least three times, and I can't be treated with a hundred or so recommendation votes?

PS: 1. Wat, in fact, everyone has seen it in film and television dramas, when the courtiers held it in their hands, they held it in their hands, and the salute was held in both hands on the wooden board on their chests, which was Wat, about 30-35 cm long and 8-12 cm wide. Its function was similar to that of the current meeting notebook, in which the courtiers would simply record their plans or proposals or impeachments on the wat board to avoid omissions; The content of the meeting will also be briefly summarized and recorded on the wat board, after all, the early days of the DPRK are on track, and the content of the discussion is a national event, so the existence of a record book is still very necessary. Wat first appeared in the Warring States Period, gradually became popular in the court during the Qin Dynasty, and became a court custom in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and was used until the end of the Ming Dynasty, when the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs before it was abolished.

Regarding this thing, the assistant official is actually puzzled: Is the wat disposable and replaced with a new one every day, or is it a knife that cuts off the words written on the previous day every day and continues to use it until it can no longer be used? If you use one a day, then hundreds of people can use one tree a day, isn't it unreasonable? Also, if the wat belongs to the category of the court ritual system, will the thinning of the wat board be considered to damage the ritual system? Also, is it possible to hide hidden weapons in the wat board with a thickness of nearly one centimeter, such as a thinner blade, or something like a poison needle close to the emperor? How did this happen in ancient times, when there were no metal detectors? Through the unified distribution of specially customized wat boards ordered by the emperor?

I checked everything, but I didn't find any relevant literature, so it is tentatively unexaminable. If there is any big guy involved in relevant knowledge, the assistant will listen to the teachings.

2. 耄耋, refers to a man between 80 and 90 years old, and the words "ancient", "erli", and "not confused" belong to the same nature.

I don't know if this kind of popular science method can be accepted by everyone. In the previous chapters, I used the method of explaining in a single sentence commentary, and now with this annotation, you can actively speak and see which way can make the reading experience more enjoyable.

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After carefully checking the information, Zhang Cang's Beiping Marquis was indeed not sealed by Emperor Wen, but in 200 BC, that is, in the 2nd year of Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Cang had meritorious service in the battle to pacify the rebellion of Yan Wang Zang (zāng) Tu (tú), and was named the Marquis of Beiping by Liu Bang.

The officials of the Han family are really fierce, and they can all fight...

It is also true that Zhang Cang is a disciple of Xunzi, although he doesn't know what level of disciple he is, but at least he has listened to classes under Xunzi; The imperial history of the former Qin Dynasty is also true, Zhang Cang really made the imperial history for Qin Shi Huang, that is, a librarian; With his super memory and the opportunity to serve as the imperial historian in the Qin Dynasty, Zhang Cang almost completely engraved the Qin law in his memory; Afang Palace was burned by Xiang Yu, almost all the only books in the world were lost, Zhang Cang wrote down many lost books with his memory, but unfortunately they were all taken to the grave. When Emperor Wen became the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Cang perfected and modified the Han law according to the Qin law in his memory - the Han Cheng Qin system, and the Han law is a low-level humane version of the Qin law, which is nothing to say.