Chapter 83 Perfect Gongsun Hong

After years of war, the Han Empire is still standing tenaciously, but Gongsun Hong, the prime minister of the Han Empire, has not been able to survive this harvest autumn.

When the leaves of the locust tree fell, the prime minister of the Han Empire finally ran out of oil and took his last breath in the prime minister's mansion.

Before Gongsun Hong's death, Yun Lang didn't like this person, he was a person who sat in the prime minister's position in order to be the prime minister.

In order to sit in this position for a long time, he also respectfully handed over the last bit of authority as the prime minister of the Han Empire to the emperor.

From then on, the prime minister had no room to speak in front of the emperor's own inner court.

Since the three long histories of the Prime Minister's Mansion have been defeated since the merger with Zhang Tanghuo, since then, the Prime Minister's Mansion has no so-called three long histories.

When Gongsun Hong was seriously ill, out of courtesy, officials above the marquis level went back to visit to pave the way for the emperor to make a final visit.

Yun Lang's ranking is neither high nor low, but when he entered the door to visit Gongsun Hong, who only had his last breath left, he saw countless fat crows squatting on trees like meat balls in the Prime Minister's Mansion and looking at Gongsun Hong's bedroom.

They seem to be able to feel the breath of death, but they are destined to be disappointed, and the Han Empire will not allow its prime minister to be devoured by them.

Even if it is useless, it will not suffer this fate.

Before he died, he was visited by one honorable person after another, this is the job of the prime minister, whether he wants it or not, this is the treatment of the prime minister, and he must accept it.

Before entering the house, Yun Lang couldn't help but look back at those fat crows, these beasts were indeed more sensitive than humans, and he stepped into the threshold before he felt the breath of death in the house.

This is a smell that is difficult to describe, like the smell seems to be not, Yun Lang feels more like the smell of autumn grass rotting and then being dried, whether you hold your breath or cover your mouth and nose with a handkerchief, this smell will still drill into your body from your pores, and eventually surround your internal organs, and then, you burp, this breath will erupt from your stomach, and eventually mix with the dead air in the house.

The appearance of a person dying should be dying, but Gongsun Hong leaned on the thick pillow and looked at Yun Lang who entered the door with a smile.

Yun Lang felt that as long as Liu Che greeted him, this guy would be able to stand up immediately, put on court clothes and go to the court, and then make enough of the prime minister's shelf, and finally die in the court.

"I'm going to die." The Zhongqi in Gongsun Hong's words is gone, and it is weakened like never before.

Yun Lang is very vigilant, dealing with such an old thief, you must be vigilant, even if he is dying.

"Xiangguo has a good complexion, it's just a minor illness, and you can get through it with a few more decoctions."

"Your famous concubine came to see me, and she said I had a few days to live. If Yunhou has a good method, he will use it as soon as possible, the old man has no time. ”

Yun Lang shook his head awkwardly and said, "My concubine's medical skills are better than mine. ”

Gongsun Hong smiled hard and said: "Go to the false and keep the truth, in the past, the old man listened to you talk about these nonsense, but now it is not the case, the old man has not lived for a few days, and it is not bad to be a real person." ”

Yun Lang carefully observed Gongsun Hong, raised his hand and touched his pulse, confirmed that this guy was really going to die, and then said, "You should let me be in charge of Confucianism." ”

Gongsun Hong said: "Give it to a dog that can only bark, and it won't be handed over to you!" ”

Yun Lang nodded and said: "I understand, the barking of dogs makes people laugh the most, if I become the big leader of Confucianism, Confucianism will become the Confucianism of Northwest Institute of Technology."

You didn't have any countermeasures in place, did you? ”

Gongsun Hong said with a smile: "Sixteen Confucian doctors are studying your Northwest Polytechnic theory every day, and they will choose from your doctrine what can be integrated into my Confucianism, as for the dross, Dong Zhongshu thinks it should be destroyed." ”

Yun Lang was taken aback and said, "You want to bury me alive?" ”

Gongsun Hong shook his head and said: "I can't be buried alive, I can't be buried alive, although there are many people who want to do this, but they can't do anything."

Your Northwest Institute of Technology has taken root in Guanzhong because of your wanton distribution of books.

Your mistress sold your family's books to Shuzhong, Handan, Luoyang, and Wudi, and sold them so cheaply that almost everyone who read them had a copy.

And we, the Confucian students, can only copy by hand, and the paper is not yet available...... You, Yun, can print 3,000 books a day, and we'...... It's hard to make three volumes a day......

Speaking of which, the person the old man wants to bury alive the most is not you Yunlang, but the calligrapher named Chen Tong under your command...... Ahem...... Dong Zhongshu invited him with his daughter, but he actually laughed at Dong Zhongshu's contempt...... For this reason, Dong Zhongshu vomited blood for three days, and it is estimated that he will not live long.

A generation of Wenzong was actually humiliated by the villain...... spread it, Dong Zhongshu will be laughed at for a lifetime.

Just this villain, the matter of Dong Zhongshu's solicitation of him and his rejection was published into a book, and spread it all over the world for free, poor Dong Zhongshu ......"

Yun Lang looked at Gongsun Hong and said seriously: "Dong Gong always underestimates the people of the world, thinking that a craftsman will be a person with a desire for profit, and if he wants him to turn his back on the Yun family, then he is wrong." ”

Gongsun Hong said: "He himself is undoubtedly a person with a desire for profit!" ”

"The problem is that sixty percent of the printing shop belongs to His Majesty, the Yun family has two percent, and the remaining twenty percent belongs to the person who is hungry for profit.

It was His Majesty that Dong Gong paid for him to turn his back, not my Yun Clan, and from the beginning, Dong Gong was mistaken.

Even if that guy is a villain, a greedy man, give him 10,000 gold, he doesn't have the courage to betray His Majesty.

If Dong Gong can't buy it, he naturally wants to write a big book for himself, and go straight to heaven through the mouths of others, so that His Majesty can know how loyal he is to His Majesty. ”

Gongsun Hong looked at Yun Lang and waved his hand tiredly and said, "Give the slaves a share of the industry, and your Yun clan is the first."

In this way, slaves will no longer be slaves, and the world will be chaotic. ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "What the Yun clan has to do is to give everyone a chance to change their court, the nobles can become commoners, and the commoners can naturally rise to nobles, don't you hear the words of my Emperor Taizu Gao?" ”

Gongsun Hong shook his head weakly and said: "That's a great truth, but it can't be used in practice, before the old nobles are not old, the new nobles should not be produced."

Otherwise, there will be fierce confrontation, and internal friction will arise, which is not conducive to the peace and security of the country and the people. Yun Lang, if you continue like this in the long run, you will become an enemy of honor. ”

Yun Lang laughed silently, patted his chest and said: "I will do it quietly, silently, like the night rain moistening the earth, when the sky is bright, everything is naturally thriving." ”

"Aren't you worried about me saying it?"

Yun Lang smiled: "I've only heard that the bird is dying and its song is mourning, and the person is dying and its words are good, you are already dying, it's better to arrange family affairs as soon as possible, don't worry about these idle things." ”

Gongsun Hong nodded and said: "Yes, I owe them a lot, Yun Lang, divide one percent of the printing workshop to my inferior son, how about the old man sing praises for you?" ”

Yun Lang smiled: "A word is a certainty. ”

Seeing that Gongsun Hong closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, Yun Lang withdrew from the house.

For some reason, the fat crows in the trees were noisy, croaking, and jumping restlessly on the branches.

A servant with a long pole struggled to drive away the crows, and the crows finally began to flutter their wings and fly, but they could not circle around the Prime Minister's mansion.

Before Yunlang's carriage left Chang'an City, he received the news of Gongsun Hong's death...... Yun Lang was the last noble he had ever seen.

He gave up the glory of the emperor's personal visit to the sick, fulfilled his promise to Yunlang, and also obtained a share of the printing workshop.

At least, on a moral level, he didn't owe anyone, even if he didn't have time to sing praises for Yun Lang, and that was because he died.

He owes no one ...... Even the family members who couldn't take care of them in the past have made good arrangements, and such people are destined to be missed by everyone.

When a person dies, the emperor will not come, and the rest of the things will naturally be handled by Honglu Temple, and everything will be carried out flawlessly according to the etiquette that the prime minister should have.

When his body was loaded into the coffin, those fat crows also flew away, and the new prime minister of the empire, Li Cai, moved into the prime minister's mansion with a new look.