"Express Express, the big traitor Wu Sangui was killed in Jingshi, and Jingshi has been recovered!"

"Big news, big news, Shuntian Mansion has been recovered, the Huaxia Army has won successive battles, and the Huaxia Military Strategy Committee said that the next step will be to recover Liaodong ......"

The streets and alleys were filled with the shouts of the newsboys, all shouting hoarsely. Shi Kefa was irritated when he heard this, lifted the sedan curtain, and said to the messenger who followed: "What's the matter with these newsboys?" ”

The servants looked at each other with bitter faces, and everyone knew that the Shi Pavilion in front of them was loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and naturally looked down on Yu Guozhen, the Chinese commander who was said to be plotting to usurp the throne. However, these servants are small people, and they don't want to cause those troubles in this Jinling City.

"Back to the master, it's just some bitter babies, selling newspapers every day to make some money." An errand officer was cautious and sloppy.

In the past, Shi Kefa was still a relatively amiable person, although he was solemn and angry, but since he came back from Xinxiang last time, his temper has become much bigger, and he scolds his subordinates from time to time. Now serving as a sedan chair driver and errand for this cabinet is not a beautiful difference.

"Hmph, drive away, drive away!"

Shi Kefa said angrily, then lowered the curtain, and vaguely heard him say inside, "Isn't this opening your eyes for Yu Guozhen, dancing in the court, is it tolerable or unbearable."

The servants outside the sedan chair looked at each other and smiled bitterly, if they can't bear it, they have to endure it, it's not just them who serve people, it's Shi Kefa himself, is there any other way than to drive away these newsboys?

These newsboys sell two newspapers under the Chinese system: Minsheng Express and Xinxiang Daily. Two years earlier, Jinling had banned the sale of these two newspapers, but the ban was immediately repealed when the fleet from Xinxiang circled the port of Jinling. After that, Jinling once planned to build a fort on a dangerous place on the river. But the fort was halfway there. Then the Chinese fleet came here, and the builders were told to leave, and they sent troops to land and dismantle the fort. After three times. The small court of Jinling also understood that they couldn't stop Yu Guozhen's troops at all, and there was only one word they could do: forbearance.

The smell of firecrackers fills the streets. After the news of the great victory of the Huaxia Army reached yesterday, many people spontaneously set off fireworks. Shi Kefa smelled this smell, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little sad.

These people were rejoicing in the victory of one of the people who intended to replace the Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty could not handle the matter in his own capital.

"Master, I've arrived at Qian Shangshu's Mansion." He was feeling uncomfortable in the sedan chair when he heard the attendant outside whispering.

Lifting the sedan curtain, Shi Kefa straightened his clothes and strode into the door of Qian Qianyi's house. He's a regular visitor here, so the porter doesn't stand in the way. As soon as I saw him coming, I went to and fro. He walked through the shadow wall, and after passing through the courtyard for the first time, he saw Qian Qianyi leading several Qingke staff out to greet him.

"How dare there be Mr. Lao Muzhai?" Shi Kefa hurriedly saluted Qian Qianyi.

Qian Qianyi returned the salute: "Dao neighbor." Well done. Good time, I said. The chrysanthemums in the garden have bloomed, and we want to invite people from our neighbors to enjoy the chrysanthemums and taste wine. ”

Hearing that Qian Qianyi still had this kind of Yaxing, Shi Kefa raised his eyebrows slightly. However, as a politician of the Ming Dynasty, Shi Kefa did not directly express his dissatisfaction, he thought of one thing.

"Mu Zhaigong, when I came here, I smelled the smell of sulfur in Jinling City, thinking that it was caused by firecrackers yesterday, and it has not dispersed overnight...... This reminds me of the words of Zephan when I met a European some time ago. ”

"Oh?" Qian Qianyi is not surprising, after Yu Guozhen opened the door to practical learning, many Confucian students of the Ming Dynasty became interested in "practical learning", and those Ouyi monks who came to the Ming Dynasty to preach also said that Yu Guozhen's "practical learning" was also inherited in their Europe. Coupled with the atmosphere created by Xu Guangqi and others before, there were more and more meetings and conversations between Confucian scholars and Ou Yi in the Ming Dynasty.

The two entered the back garden, the small pond remnant lotus, the rockery pavilion, and a few chrysanthemums by the pond were yellow, brilliant as the sun. Qian Qianyi beckoned Shi Kefa to sit down and asked, "What did the Dao neighbor say?" ”

"That Xifan said, they Xifan can't figure it out, firecrackers not only make unbearable noise, but also produce countless foam and garbage, pollute the air, and even injure people, but why our people are still happy to do this, and set off at every turn."

Hearing the mention of firecrackers, Qian Qianyi's eyebrows lifted slightly, looked at Shi Kefa and laughed, and after Shi Kefa finished speaking, Qian Qianyi said: "How did the neighbor respond?" ”

"Later life thinks that Na Xifan is reasonable, firecrackers have all kinds of harm but no benefit, the people are stupid, burning it is just to celebrate, and then the festive things, mysterious and mysterious, just for this mysterious feeling, you have to do this visible smellable garbage, it is really harmful to others and harmful to yourself. Therefore, the late life proposed to the imperial court to ban firecrackers, I don't know what Mu Zhai Gong thinks? ”

After Qian Qianyi listened, his smile turned into laughter, and he stroked his palm and said "Okay, good" three times.

"In this way, Mu Zhai Gong agrees with what the late life discusses?"

When this sentence was spoken, Qian Qianyi's smile gradually faded.

Shi Kefa was forcing him to express his position, what Shi Kefa wanted to ban was not firecrackers, but the joy of the people, or in other words, in this turbulent era, the few people could soothe their festive feelings. To put it more clearly, Shi Kefa did not want the people to be happy for Yu Guozhen's victory, and he was not willing to be happy for Huaxia's victory.

In Shi Kefa's heart, he may feel that the Ming Dynasty has come to a storm, and even the Confucian orthodoxy to which he belongs has come to a storm, and all the people should mourn the whole world, how can he be happy?

"The old man thinks that what the neighbor said is reasonable, but there is no ...... for the people to let it go" Qian Qianyi's first half of the sentence made Shi Kefa happy, but the second half of the sentence made Shi Kefa's face sink.

secretly scolded the old slippery head in his heart, Shi Kefa had to say bluntly: "Mu Zhaigong, this is the people's will and the people's will, could it be that Mu Zhaigong watched the people's hearts and opinions be taken away by Yu Jimin?" This is not just a country with a dead surname, not only a dead Ming society, but also a Confucian Taoist system! ”

"It's serious, it's serious......"

What Qian Qianyi said next, Shi Kefa didn't hear clearly, because at this moment, there was another thunderous firecracker sound outside.

The entire southern capital was full of firecrackers, everywhere, and the sounds coming from all directions seemed to mock Shi Kefa's words, which made Shi Kefa's face flush with anger. Qian Qianyi remained silent, beckoned to the butler standing beside him, leaned into his ear and asked him to go out to see what was going on.

"I think Dolgon, the leader of the Tartars, is also the head." After the sound of firecrackers was a little lower, Qian Qianyi said with a smile: "Dolgon is the last pillar of Jianyu, if he dies, Jianguo will cause civil strife, and Liaodong can be recovered." ”

"That is Yu Guozhen's invasion and occupation of Liaodong, which is more dangerous to my Ming Dynasty and to my Confucian Taoism than Jianyu to occupy Liaodong!" Shi Kefa said angrily.

Qian Qianyi smiled slightly and raised the cup in his hand: "The sky is high and dry, and the heart is hot, which is not the way of health." Daolin, come, try my freshly cooked chrysanthemum tea. ”

"Mu Zhai Gong!" His tepid appearance made Shi Kefa almost overturn the tea table.

"When there is a big event, you need to be calm." Qian Qianyi said: "It is easy to die generously, but it is difficult to take righteousness calmly." Dao neighbor, you are angry, what can you do, at this time, you need to calm down more and more. ”

"Mu Zhai Gong has an idea?"

"Respond to all changes with the same, now the court is difficult, it is not good to say, we also need something to whitewash the peace. What is it for the people to set off some firecrackers, the most important thing now is to send someone to see Yu Jimin and figure out what he is thinking. ”

Speaking of this, Qian Qianyi leaned forward a little and lowered his voice: "If Yu Jimin still has respect for the first emperor and is willing to stop there, then the Ming Dynasty can still continue, and the Chinese dispute between my Ming and Yu Jimin in the future will be a non-war battle." As long as the righteous people are in the court, the Son of Heaven is sage, cultivating benevolence and righteousness, and talking about etiquette, why worry about not being able to compete with Yu Jimin? ”

"But Yu Jimin's wolf ambition has been revealed!"

The old man disagreed with this, Yu Jimin has not made any real rebellion until now, although he does not recognize King Fu, but ...... Don't we don't recognize King Fu either? ”

As soon as these words came out, Shi Kefa's pupils shrank suddenly.

Now he is the secretary of the Ministry of Works, Qian Qianyi is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, it seems that both of them are one of the six scholars, and Donglin is still in a high position in the small court of Jinling. In fact, they understood that Zhu Yousong, the blessed king who was praised as the Son of Heaven, did not trust them at all, and if there was anything, they would find Liu Kongzhao, Ma Shiying, Ruan Dacheng and other eunuchs to solve it. The fact that the two of them were able to occupy high positions in the imperial court was, to some extent, a product of Yu Guozhen's pressure - Zhu Yousong and Xun Qi eunuchs, who needed someone to act as scapegoats and throw them out when Yu Guozhen was angry.

However, it is still rare for Qian Qianyi to express his dissatisfaction with King Fu so clearly.

"Mu Zhaigong, what do you mean?"

"Daolin, you say, if Yu Jimin is allowed to support the merit and be crowned king with a different surname, is he willing to change his ways, and from now on he will also cultivate benevolence and righteousness, talk about etiquette, and abandon the evil end and practice Confucius and Mencius?"

That is to say, Qian Qianyi wants to take the Fu King Zhu Yousong and even Daming Sheji to make a big deal with Yu Guozhen. Shi Kefa looked at Qian Qianyi in a daze, and after a while, he got up and brushed his sleeves away.

In any case, Shi Kefa felt that he still had a bottom line in his heart. King Fu is indeed not the Emperor of Ming, let alone the Son of Heaven to whom Shi Kefa belongs, but this does not mean that he is willing to use King Fu as a bargaining chip.

However, he could not oppose Qian Qianyi's proposal. Shi Kefa understands that behind Qian Qianyi must be the common will of many bigwigs in Donglin.

"Master, master, Dolgon committed suicide in Zhangjiakou Fort!" When he came out, the housekeeper who was sent by Qian Qianyi to ask about the cause of the firecrackers ran back, still shouting like this. This was originally good news for Huaxia, but I don't know why, Shi Kefa just couldn't be happy.

Full of depression and sadness, he walked out of Qian Qianyi's mansion, Shi Kefa raised his head to the sky, perhaps because the entire Jinling City was shrouded in gunpowder smoke from firecrackers, and he couldn't see the sky.

For some reason, that verse appeared in his heart.

There is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

The Ming Dynasty and Confucianism and Taoism are like this weather, but how long can this seeming calm last? (To be continued)