If Prime Minister Sun Hong does not take the career of official affairs and concentrate on research, the reputation of this person is high, and I am afraid that it will not be weaker than that of the Confucian master Dong Zhongshu. It's just a pity that he didn't resist the temptation of fame and fortune in the world after all, gave up half of the pursuit of faith, and exchanged the other half for wealth and wealth.

Most of his life has passed, and to this point, whenever he asks himself, he doesn't know whether he has gained more or lost more.

As a third duke, a supreme minister, this glory looks extremely dazzling. But who knows the kind of apprehension that accompanies the king? Especially when today's son, a person with an extremely strong desire for power, treats his powerful ministers, while trusting and reusing, the requirements are also extraordinarily strict, and it is often common for him to inadvertently take the blame at every turn.

Before Gongsun Hong became prime minister, in less than 20 years, there were seven or eight people in this position, and they were either killed or deposed, and the fate was unpredictable, and there were not many people who could get a good death.

It was only after really sitting in this seat that Gongsun Hong, who saw and understood the situation with a cold eye, finally realized that his choice might be wrong. It's just that it's too late to regret! Now his greatest wish is no longer how to assist the king to establish his achievements, but how to get out smoothly and safely, and return to the countryside and the forest.

As he grew older and achieved various achievements, His Majesty the Emperor treated his courtiers more harshly. Gongsun Hong is always worried that one day, because of a trivial matter, he will be planted. Even if he has avoided the "black cauldron" again and again with a slick mind, he is still sad that sooner or later, he will become the emperor's scapegoat for a policy mistake, like many of his predecessors.

I have to say that this time of the change in Hanyuan Palace, Gongsun Hong only changed his attitude of protecting himself in the past, chose to stand up, and united with Yuanzhao to set off waves that swept the entire court, in addition to being inspired by his old friend Master Yan, to a large extent, because the depression in his chest has been piled up for too long.

In the afternoon of Chang'an, the autumn plants and trees are purple and red, as if they want to release the last brilliance before the winter wind comes. The prime minister of the dynasty, who had let go of pigs in Beihai when he was a teenager, retracted his gaze, drank the tea in his palm quietly, and then smiled faintly at Yuan Zhao, who was sitting in front of him.

"Yuanhou can always say inspiring words casually, I really don't know where you got these feelings at such an age. Oh, that's admirable! ”

"The prime minister doesn't have to be too modest. I have heard from a very early age that Prime Minister Gongsun's knowledge and ambition are very accessible. If you think about it, your life experience is a legend in itself. It is foreseeable that in the future history books, there will definitely be a strong mark of color. ”

Yuan Zhao smiled and said sincerely. The autumn sun shines on his face through the beaded curtain, which seems to be dyed with a layer of abundance, which will invisibly make people feel strong, confident and calm.

Hearing him say this, the smile on Gongsun Hong's face was even stronger, deep in his heart, although he had a very high opinion of himself, there were few people who could make him look up. But for the young man in front of him, he has always attached great importance to it, and when he heard Yuan Zhao's words of praise, he was naturally extremely happy.

"Yuanhou's words are really exaggerated! Compared with the trivial things that the old man did and Yuanhou, it was far inferior. Everything you have done over the years is obvious to all, the old man is by no means perfunctory, but the consensus of the people in the world......! ”

Gongsun Hong was a little emotional, his eyes were vicious, and he saw things very clearly. Yuan Zhao can not only do things, but also have a good grasp of proportion in dealing with people, and he is fascinated by his interactions. Such a character is indeed rare in the world.

"Alright, alright...... There are no outsiders here, so let's not praise each other, right? Ha ha! It's just that Prime Minister Gongsun is really satisfied with the height he has reached now? ”

Yuan Zhao smiled and waved his hand while personally pouring tea for Gongsun Hong, there was infinite meaning in his eyes, and he calmly looked at this person who was nearly fifty years older than him. Gongsun Hong's hand shook slightly, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, and it disappeared quickly.

"The old man is already a very popular minister, what else do you want? What's more, after the waves in Chang'an calm down, I don't know why the old man's ending is! Yuanhou said this, and the old man really didn't know how to answer. ”

"There's nothing to think about. Prime Minister, what I mean is actually very simple...... ”

Yuan Zhao paused slightly, as if he was considering how to use words to express what he was thinking. He actually knew very well what Gongsun Hong was worried about. The dragon that is now trapped in the Weiyang Palace will finally be freed, and when the scales and claws fly and rage ascend to the sky, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe!

Gongsun Hong looked at Yuan Zhao, waiting for him to say something reassuring. However, at this moment, a huge whistling sound faintly came from far and near in the slightly quiet Chang'an Street Market. Gongsun Hong was shocked in his heart, he was most afraid of something unpredictable at this time. He was about to stand up, but he saw Yuan Zhao waving his hand at him and laughing heartily.

"It's a good day! Prime Minister Gongsun, if the expectation is good, it is so lively outside, there must be great news to Chang'an! Hahaha! ”

"Great news...... At this time, what kind of things will happen...... Does it mean that the soldiers of the Han army ......?"

As the crowd began to hear more clearly, the look on Gongsun Hong's face was uncertain. He was old, and his ears were a little difficult, but he couldn't hear what people were shouting outside the mansion.

"The prime minister is like a god. This must be the eight-hundred-mile Red Feather messenger from the north of the grassland desert! Thousands of miles of mountains, strong men enter Chang'an...... I guess it must have brought back exciting news for all of us! ”

Even if he was as calm as he was, although he had known about it for a long time, when he heard faintly from the wind, "Great victory!" The Han army won a great victory...... When the Huns conferred the ......", Yuan Zhao's tone couldn't help but carry a little bit of excitement and heroism.

"Yuanhou! Is this true? This, is this really the good news from Mobei sent back by the fast horse?"

The old Gongsun Hong grabbed Yuan Zhao's arm and was pleasantly surprised. When he saw Yuan Zhao nodding heavily, at his age, he was dancing and crying.

"Great! I'm a Han soldier...... Great! I am the Han Dynasty...... If that's the case, then be a big deal! ”

In that case, let's go and see this grand occasion together! Yuan Zhao got up, came to the top of the high-rise building in the backyard with Gongsun Hong, and leaned over to see clearly. Sure enough, I saw a flying horse entering from the north gate of Chang'an, passing through the city all the way, and going straight to Weiyang Palace. Immediately, the knight shouted as he galloped.

"Great victory! Mobei Victory...... The Han army won a big victory! Hun granted! ……！ ”

Starting with the soldiers defending the city, more and more people who heard the news followed behind, running and shouting, congratulating in unison! All of a sudden, the mountains and rivers were sensational, the Weishui shook, and Chang'an became a sea of joy.

Gongsun Hong, who condescendingly saw all this, couldn't help but look up to the sky and stroke his forehead with his hand, and sighed long!

"The old man really didn't expect to be able to see such a situation in his lifetime...... The demise of the Huns is also at the right time! In this way, it seems that all troubles can be solved more safely...... Yuanhou, you, you are really a blessed person! ”

The young marquis standing in the wind stood on a high place, his clothes fluttering. The look on his face did not seem to have changed because of the news of the victory. Countless people looked up to him, as if the place where his eyes could see was where their hope was. It was at this moment that Prime Minister Sun Hong finally made a decision.

The defeat of the Huns finally relieved the Han Dynasty of its worries. The future situation is really worth looking forward to! Yuanhou, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, and your words and deeds in the future will be noticed by the people of the world, not for yourself, but also for the sake of the common people. So, don't risk your life as you did in the past. The courage of the horseman is a taboo for the sage, and this must not be careless! …… The old man has nothing else to give, that's all! ”

Yuan Zhao turned around, held his hand as a salute, and sincerely thanked Gongsun Hong for his fist.

"In that case, the prime minister doesn't need to worry too much. In the future, you still need to support the overall situation of the court! ”

"Yuanhou, you are wrong! The prosperity of the Han Dynasty will be different from any era. The waves in this are magnificent, and the person at the helm is not the talent of the pillars of the country, and this person has a vision of the world...... Yuan Zhao, who else will you be! ”

"Prime Minister......

"Say no more! Yuanhou, the old man knows that you already have a splendid blueprint in your heart that you want to depict on this land of China. You must remember that when the time comes, you must not take half a step back! This is your responsibility, and it is also your historical mission. The old man should retreat and give way to the virtuous, so that you can fully realize what you want! I hope that before the day when I close my eyes, I will be able to see a more prosperous and prosperous Han Empire...... Yuanhou, you can't let me down! ”

Gongsun Hong looked at Yuan Zhao's eyes calmly, and every word he said came from the bottom of his heart. This was something that had never happened before for him. Even in front of the emperor, he had never been like this. The old minister Ji Di once satirized him for talking to people and talking nonsense, which is not unreasonable.

Seeing that Yuan Zhao was about to say something, Gongsun Hong waved his hand, signaling that he understood and did not need to persuade him. Then he stroked his beard and squinted his eyes slightly, watching the red feather messenger gradually disappear in the direction of Weiyang Palace. Finally, he said a word to Yuan Zhao.

"The old man will solve all the troubles before leaving...... Yuan Zhao, you have to be a sage! You can't leave a trace of stain and infamy, ah....... ”

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