Zihua went out, He Bixian sat aside, looking at the person in front of him who was in the prime of life but had already shown his beard, and sighed infinitely in his heart, there are really such people in the world who do everything for the country and the people. He Bixian felt a little admiration in his heart.

"My lord, I ......" He Bi wanted to speak before stopping.

Uncle Yang smiled and said: "In the future, the affairs of the court will depend on you and Pu Xianyu, I can rest assured with you two here, remember, the foundation of the new law is not stable, no matter what, I must persuade the emperor, and we must not let him change it." Please. ”

"I made a note of it. Some time ago, the emperor asked Pu Xianyu to go to Mobei to reward the sergeant, and now he is not in the court, I was also sent to Jiaozhou, and when I arrived, I heard about the great changes in the court, and I was restless, and hurried back, "He Bixian took out a bag of wine from the food box, "This is the wine of the 'Yueyang Wine Shop', although the national funeral is not allowed to drink, but I have asked the emperor for this matter, and the emperor acquiesced." ”

Uncle Yang was stunned, then relieved, took the wine bag, tasted it, smacked his lips, licked a drop of wine from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Yes, this is the good wine of 'Yueyang Wine Shop', do you know that I can enter the palace as an official because I met Zihua in this 'Yueyang Wine Shop', and then I started to make a career." Four years have passed in a hurry, and the world is impermanent. ”

"My lord, I have compiled the new method you made into a book, including the "Ten Treatises on the Governance of Zhao", and I am thinking about when I will bring it over for you to approve. I came out in a hurry today, and I didn't have time to go to the house to pick it up. He Bi first took some straw and spread it on the ground and sat next to Uncle Yang.

Uncle Yang was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Okay, okay, this is the last thing I'm worried about, forget about it, I'm afraid there is no chance." By the way, you go to the second compartment on the wooden shelf at the back of my study, where there is the "Book of Shang Jun" that I have re-compiled according to what I have learned, and take it back together, how can you let the "Book of Shang Jun" be lost? This is a grand ceremony of the Legalists.

I've added some more to my books, including the three volumes of the Agricultural Code, the Punishment of Punishment, and the Administration of the Army, so you can take them with you. ”

"Well, that's all I know. My lord, what's your name? ”

"You take it." Uncle Yang took two more sips of wine, let out a long breath, and the mist slowly rose along the smooth stone wall until it went out through the small window two feet high.

"Why don't you just call it "The Book of Taiwei"?"

"Okay, this situation should be exactly the same as Shang Jun, it's also a coincidence. He Bixian, my house will be handed over to you to take care of at all times. ”

"Don't be discouraged, the emperor may not treat you badly."

Uncle Yang turned his head to look at He Bixian, and said with a serious expression: "The emperor had better punish me according to the criminal code, otherwise he will not find a reason to do something to those old nobles in the future." Does the outside world know about my imprisonment? ”

"The emperor is a secret edict, and no one knows about it."

"Fortunately, it's okay, so that it won't cause the world to be restless, you have to keep an eye on those people at all times, don't let them leak the news, otherwise it will be another disaster that will be difficult to clean up. Okay, you go, staying for a long time will not be good for you to gain a foothold in the court in the future. And Pu Xianyu came back and asked him not to come here, he has a short temper, you can persuade him. ”

He Bixian nodded yes, got up, bowed deeply, bowed, and turned to go out.

This short period of lively prison began to calm down again, Uncle Yang looked at the stone wall, thinking about the past, it was like a dream of Lan Ke, passing by the clouds, he was grateful for the kindness of the emperor, so he did his best to repay him. Uncle Yang remembered the change of the law again, all dynasties and dynasties, as he knew, those who changed the law all died in order to help the monarch achieve great causes, but there were those who succeeded, and there were also those who died halfway, all thanks to the successors.

Uncle Yang only hopes that the emperor can learn more about the new law, go out and walk more, and take a look at the people, so that he can become a generation of virtuous monarchs, although he may not be able to make a difference, but it will not make the country begin to decline.

Uncle Yang poured another sip of wine and shouted: "Good wine!" Fetch me bamboo slips! ”

The bamboo slips on the original case had been taken away by He Bixian, and Uncle Yang didn't know if the emperor would come here, but he wanted to leave something for the emperor. If the emperor comes, then dictate to him directly, and if the emperor does not come, then let the jailers here hand it over to him.

The original armor soldier walked in with a bundle of bamboo slips, squatted aside to help Uncle Yang study ink in person.

Uncle Yang opened a roll of bamboo slips, picked up the pen and wrote angrily, and after writing a volume, the armor hurriedly put it away and replaced it with a new one.

As it got dark and the prison began to get drowsy, Sergeant ran out and took an oil lamp and put it next to the desk. Uncle Yang took another sip of wine, and finally, he threw the pen aside and staggered to his feet.

"What's your name?"

The armor hurriedly clenched his fists and replied: "My lord, I have seen my lord in Xia Gongqi." ”

"Hey, I'm not an adult anymore, I'm just a prisoner, so there's no need to be so polite." Uncle Yang held Gong Qi's hand and said.

Under the dim oil light, Uncle Yang noticed that this armor soldier was born burly, but he was not strong, his whole body was wrapped in black armor, and even his face was covered by iron armor, and he could only see his stiff facial features, and he knew that he was not very old at a glance.

Gong Qi said: "Adults will always be adults in Gong Qi's heart, not prisoners!" ”

Gong Qi's voice was sonorous and powerful. "That's it. By the way, I want to ask you for one thing," Uncle Yang picked up a bundle of bamboo slips on the desk and said, "This volume is extremely important to be handed over to the emperor, and I believe you can hand it over to the emperor." ”

"Yes, my lord, Gong Qi will live up to his trust." Gong Qi took the scroll and was about to go out.

"Wait, Gong Qi," Uncle Yang hurriedly stopped him and said, "I'll leave the rest to you, those are some of the art of war that my teacher can still remember." It's also a shame to say that I only learned a little bit back then. You can take it, you can learn it, and if you can't learn it, give it to a young man named Su Ang for me." ”

"Yes, my lord, I remember." Gong Qi clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and walked out of the prison.

Uncle Yang half-leaned and sat on the straw: "It's easy to have nothing to do, who can be so idle as me?" Only Uncle Yang is like this in the world! ”

A thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the Qushui water, which was close to the Qushui Prison, and the reeds by the river fluttered in the wind and fell like snowflakes on the surface of the Qushui water. From time to time, the chicks of wild ducks can be heard from the reeds.

These days are also extremely tormenting for Huan Sheng, he threw Uncle Yang into prison as he wished, but he didn't know what to do with him, he was afraid of being infamous for killing Zhongliang like the ancients, and damaging the reputation of the virtuous monarch he wanted, but just throwing it in prison like that didn't seem to be the way.

Huan Sheng couldn't ask those old nobles yet, because they must be very simple, that is, to kill Uncle Yang, and there seems to be no other answer.

Night landed in this small courtyard. This is the first emperor and Uncle Yang to implement the law change in order to facilitate the discussion, this courtyard is not in the deep palace, only in the main gate of the palace into less than a hundred steps.

Huan Sheng wanted to inherit his father's great cause, so he usually stayed here, which was convenient for calling people to discuss affairs, and convenient for him to leave the palace without disturbing those in the harem.

It's December, Huan Sheng is anxious, and there is a group of people who are more anxious than him, that is, those old nobles who are bent on getting Uncle Yang down.

Yan Yifan ran to Huang Gongfu's house from time to time, and he used to sneak over the wall to get in, but now that Uncle Yang is in prison, he naturally walked in from the main gate openly.

Yan Yifan and Huang Gongfu conspired for two days, and no one knew what they said.

Huang Gongfu's son Huang Xu despised Yan Yifan, and felt that this person was narrow-minded and cunning, so he never gave him a good face, so Yan Yifan was still a little sneaky every time he came to Huangfu, but it was not as good as before.

After Yan Yifan left, Huang Xu entered the main hall, and after saluting his father, he walked behind Huang Gongfu and gently pinched his shoulders for him.

Huang Gongfu likes his son Huang Xu to massage him the most, firstly, the man has more strength in his hands, and those delicate maids have no strength at all, and they can't do anything when they press it; Second, father and son can have a good chat with each other, and they can also test their son's recent homework.

Today's Huang Xu didn't say a word, Huang Gongfu felt strange, this kid talks a lot on weekdays, what's going on today?

"Xu'er, why don't you speak? I feel depressed. Huang Gongfu turned over and looked at Huang Xu, but Huang Xu walked behind Huang Gongfu again.

After a long time, Huang Xu slowly spoke: "Father, what is the so-called matter of this Yan Yifan coming to the house?" ”

Huang Gongfu was obviously stunned, and then returned: "Hehe, he just came to chat with his father, and by the way, he came to visit his father's health, and what else can he do." ”

"Father is lying to me," Huang Xu walked up to Huang Gongfu, his face was ugly, "Recently, I heard that Uncle Yang was arrested and imprisoned, and my father did it." ”

"How could it be that my father did it? This is an edict from the emperor, and the person was arrested by Yan Yifan, what is the matter with my father? You kid said that. Huang Gongfu said with a smile.

Huang Xu suddenly said loudly: "Father, after the emperor ascended the throne, you are the most powerful in the court, and the emperor obeys your words, this matter must have been done by you!" ”

"Presumptuous, you just talk to your father like that? Yes, I did it, how can it be, if it wasn't for the emperor to do this, do you think I can do it? ”

"Father, do you know what will happen to you if you do this? Let the people insult, be ashamed of the people of the world, and even leave a stigma for future generations, what face will we wait for future generations to live in the world! ”

"Get out of here!" Huang Gongfu was out of breath, picked up the bronze oil lamp next to him, threw it over, and flew out grazing Huang Xu's sideburns.

Huang Xu flicked his sleeves and went out.

The housekeeper hurriedly ran in when he heard the voice and patted Huang Gongfu on the back: "The old man is angry." ”

"This rebel is angry with me! Go, drive him out of the house for me, and from now on we will cut off the relationship between father and son! ”

"Master, no, you have a son of the young master."

"Go! Give him some silver taels and let him fuck me off! ”

The housekeeper saw that Huang Gongfu was angry, and hurriedly went out. Huang Gongfu let out a sigh of relief and said softly: "Xu'er, my father has done everything he can and can't do, you, you, you have to understand his father's hard work." ”