It's the New Year, are you still willing to smash the recommendation ticket?

The six-ministry system under the three provinces was based on Emperor Zhaolie, in order to check and balance the struggle between the power and the military power, and finally centralized power in the Jin family, after decades of evolution and reform, gradually formed a temple political contest between the civil and official Qingliu group and the noble military generals. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info has also been broken in the last eight years by another newly rising force - the Eunuch Party. Since the second peace of Jin and Liao, Huang Shiliang of Da Mink Temple firmly controlled the Privy Council in charge of military power, and became the position of the important minister of the country and the governor of the three armies. The Cardinal Division, an espionage agency secretly set up, was not only used to detect intelligence activities between the Southern Jin Dynasty and the Northern Liao, but also a means he used to deal with dissidents.

Sable Temple is the most successful eunuch eunuch eunuch in the Southern Jin Dynasty, he is actually a red python 9,000 years old, one person above and below 10,000 people, and even the prime minister of the dynasty does not let go. Therefore, the first thing Jin Wenzong, who had just taken office, thought about recovering military power from Huang Shiliang and re-taking charge of the military department. The defeat leaked the news, and finally led to Li Dangxian's entire family being implicated and executed.

Ye Huangchao, a member of the Privy Council before the Sable Temple gained power, was dismissed and dismissed by the first emperor because of the ineffective war in the sixteen states of Yanyun, and since then he has been hiding incognito in Hangzhou, waiting for the time to move. Since then, the cold and summer have changed, and it has been eight years.

He spent eight years in this city of Hangzhou, where the aura of mountains and rivers and the taste of rouge and gouache are just right together.

The teahouse gradually had a fireworks, and the scholars who came and went stopped in front of the teahouse to rest, except for two middle-aged people who had passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, sitting in the corner with a silent expression.

"It's been eight years, Baiju has passed the gap, Brother Huang Chao, how many eight years have there been people?"

Zhang Xun glanced at the peddler's pawn outside the window lattice, it was already past morning, and the streets of Hangzhou had returned to the crowded liveliness of the past. The past came to mind, raised the tea in the cup, paused, and said slowly, "Back then, you and I were the champion of the imperial examination and the flower, and the spring breeze was proud, and I saw all the Chang'an flowers in one day. Now he is a frequent guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on the stage alone for more than a hundred years. You quit the official, live in seclusion in Hangzhou, I became the father of an angry horse master, living in this Hangzhou city, Top Gun back then, and now it has become an empty place. ”

Ye Huangchao touched his white temples, put down the wine in his hand, he was incognito in this Hangzhou city, only a few people knew his true identity, in order to avoid the eyes of the cardinals, when the Sable Temple had just sat in the position of the privy envoy, Ye Huangchao had vaguely felt that the other party might make a move on him, and withdrew from the political whirlpool of the Bianliang court when Huang Shiliang was not yet in power.

Eight years ago, he lived in seclusion in Hangzhou, escaping the conspiracy after losing power. Eight years later, his protégé did not escape the coup d'état of Ding Younian.

"I have been in Hangzhou for eight years, and I have experienced the warmth and warmth of human feelings, and the world is hot and cold, and I can be regarded as seeing through some things, and I have less of the sharpness of risking death with the first emperor and angrily reprimanding the ministers."

The warm tea in Zhang Xun's hand had already cooled.

"Huang Shiliang didn't kill all the scholars, he left the seeds. I'm afraid that no one would have thought that Fan Xiwen, the student you were most optimistic about in the past, would actually sit in the position of prime minister and scholar today, and become a big celebrity next to Huang Shiliang. ”

Ye Huangchao shook his head, he patted the dust on his robe, and whispered, "Shoucheng is more than enterprising enough, Xiwen can't overturn Huang Shiliang, and it is difficult to grasp the overall situation of reform in the court, and taking him as the head of the civilian government is just to weigh the interests between power and military power." Although Huang Shiliang is domineering, he still remembers that he is a dog at the feet of the Son of Heaven. ”

After a pause, Ye Huangchao said with a gloomy expression, "Only we are the ministers in the hands of the Son of Heaven and the backbone of the Southern Jin Dynasty. ”

Zhang Xun is a smart person, he heard Ye Huangchao's voice, his face suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth and said, "Brother Ye, could it be that you are looking for me today and already have a plan?" ”

"Yes, the secret letter from the DPRK and China has arrived."

Ye Huangchao was blunt and had a showdown with his old friends, "Today's saint wants to borrow the afterglow of the old dynasty pillar to sweep away the filth of the court and restore the country's prestige." I think I've been waiting here for almost eight years, and it's time to give up my old bones and clean up the old mountains and rivers for the last time. The Son of Heaven asked me to re-enter the court as an official, just to erect a big banner in the clear stream, if the backbone of the main body does not fall, the civil official group will not fall, and he Huang Shiliang will never be able to call for wind and rain on the temple and cover the sky with one hand. ”

Zhang Xun's face was sad, he knew the meaning and weight of this sentence. Li Dangxian's death aroused the Son of Heaven's deeper anxiety and rebellion. At that time, six of the eight national pillars died on the pillars of the main hall with a direct advice, and the only remaining Liyang King had traveled west last year, and Ye Huangchao was the only one who supported the last rays of the sunset of the old ministers of the previous dynasty.

sat on the opposite side, smiling plainly, just like the sweet swallow of Longjing in West Lake.

"I was also confused before, and the Son of Heaven asked the old minister to bow for the last time, and then he died. Is it really ready. It wasn't until I was in the Lake Pavilion a month ago that I met a young scholar who said a punchline to me. ”

Zhang Xun pricked up his ears and wanted to hear what kind of talk it was.

"Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of smoke and rain will be lifed."

Zhang Xun was speechless, in the past, he and Ye Huangchao were Jiangnan words. Zhang Xun prides himself on being the second in words, because Ye Huangchao has overwhelmed him, and in his heart, the first is always the other party.

A sentence of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng, a young descendant, is more than a step above his own realm.

Ye Huangchao patted Zhang Xun's shoulder with emotion, and said with a wry smile, "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, both of us are people who are over half a hundred years old and have seen through the world, I didn't expect that my understanding is not as good as a newborn calf. Oh, he seems to be with a blind female luthier a month ago, and it was this young scholar who forced the third Cao to dare not move the strings of the national player a month ago. ”

Zhang Xun was stunned, hurriedly moved forward, and asked, "You mean, the Cao family did not lose to the blind female pianist, but to the reader?" ”

"I was there, and it was true. If Brother Zhang can find this scholar and promote him to the court as an official, it will be my last concern. Don't let the field bury the unicorn, Zhu Yu is dusty. ”

"Brother Zhang, this is our last face, we were impassioned back then, and we were willing to die for the common people in the world."

"Huang Chao goes first."

Ye Huangchao took the bamboo cane and folded his hands, the middle-aged man who had never shed a single tear even if Emperor Zhaolie issued an edict that Yin and Yang would never see each other, at this time he was already in tears, the words were like gold and stone, sonorous and powerful, and his voice was like a big avalanche.

Word by word, it exploded in the chest.

As the saying goes, poetry and scriptures have the power of ten thousand jun, and scholars are arrogant and can climb the sky.

The power of a book of poetry is heavier than the momentum of a million armies sweeping through the Eight Desolations.

The wind rose outside the window, blowing the green robes of Ye Huangchao, hunting and flying.

"Ye Huangchao is not afraid of being ruined, not afraid of the nine clans, not afraid of the wrath of the heavens and the resentment of people."

"Just to carry on the sacred learning of the past and open the peace of eternity."

"For the scholars in this world, find a Zhuangkang road."

"There is no recovery, and there is no resentment in death."