Chapter 919: Xue Daoheng's Tragedy
According to legend, the "Preface to Mao's Poems" written by Zi Xia, a disciple of Confucius, pointed out that this poem was written by the people of the Zhou Youwang era of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera, and it is not explicitly said that the King of Zhou You is not, but it is all in praise of the peace and happiness of King Zhou Wu of Zhou, the king of the Zhou Dynasty, when he was fighting the merchants, to satirize the King of Zhou You, and to scold the Son of Heaven today for being content with pleasure and doing nothing through the ancient holy king.
And Yang Guang said this clearly today, that is, Xue Daoheng, like the author of "Fish Algae", praised the great wisdom of the former emperor Yang Jian to scold today's son of heaven Yang Guang for his great achievements, and acted nonsense, Yang Guang is a literati, and dealing with a literary leader like Xue Daoheng naturally can't be as simple and direct as dealing with Ma Shumou, a martial artist, just now, but when he said "Fish Algae" from his mouth, basically Xue Daoheng's tragedy was doomed.
A hint of joy flashed on Yu Shiji's face, and he whispered: "Supreme, the minister still has a retribution." ”
Yang Guang's face sank like water, and a word popped out of the two tightly closed lips: "Say!" ”
The corners of Yu Shiji's mouth were hooked, and his face was pretending to be loyal, and he said: "At the court meeting the day before yesterday, the new law was discussed, and at that time, Su Wei Su and Pei Yun Pei Dafu were arguing, and Xue Daoheng was also present at that time, and he didn't say a word above the court, but after going down to the court, he told others that if Gao Xi was still there, how could the meeting not be decided!" ”
Yang Guang's face suddenly turned red, and he roared angrily: "Presumptuous, he dares to say this kind of thing!" What kind of person is Gao Xi! It is the person who talks about the government behind his back and slanders the Son of Heaven, who has been ordered to die by me. But he was nostalgic for the benefits of Gao Xi. All right. I think he really wants to accompany Gao Xi! ”
Wang Shichong gritted his teeth, although at this time he knew that he couldn't talk nonsense, but now Xue Daoheng's life was hanging by a thread, if he could save him this time, then his reputation that had always been not good among the literati would be greatly improved, he weighed it again and again, and still said: "Your Majesty." The minister has a word, I don't know whether to say it or not! ”
Yang Guang's residual anger was not gone, he was snorting and snorting in his nose, pacing back and forth, and when he heard Wang Shichong's words, he waved his hand impatiently: "If you have anything to say, just say it!" ”
Wang Shichong glanced at Yu Shiji and said, "Xue Daoheng has always been arrogant and arrogant, so don't say that he is right for His Majesty." Even during the period of the first emperor, he also made many disrespectful remarks. discussed the government in vain, and was dismissed and exiled, Weichen remembered that this person had exiled Lingnan during the period of the first emperor, and it was Gao Xi who dismissed him at that time, so Xue Daoheng was just a pure literati who drafted an edict for the Son of Heaven, so he would not form a party with Gao Xi and those old ministers. ”
Yang Guang's face became more and more ugly: "Wang Aiqing, what you said, I really remembered that when Xue Daoheng was dismissed, I cherished his talents, and specially sent an envoy from the position of the governor of Yangzhou to meet him, wanting to take him to my Yangzhou governor's office as a staff, and also exempt him from going to Lingnan to suffer from the miasma, but unfortunately this guy didn't give me face at all, and went directly to detour, preferring to go to Lingnan to suck those poisonous gases than to be with me, hmph, he didn't want to see me, despise me, and started from then on, And what is it today? ”
Wang Shichong's brain "boomed", and he couldn't wait to slap himself twice, he really didn't want to open which pot to mention, but he didn't expect that he couldn't exonerate Xue Daoheng, but instead aroused Yang Guang's old hatred, in terms of grudges, Yang Guang's memory is amazingly good, many years ago, you didn't look at him highly, or an unintentional word made him unhappy, he will remember it clearly, Xue Fuzi seems that this time, it is really difficult to escape.
Wang Shichong didn't dare to say more, so he could only keep his mouth shut and said respectfully: "I only wish Your Majesty the Holy Judgment." ”
Yang Guang nodded, probably because Wang Shichong's words just now also made him a little unhappy, he expected Wang Shichong to follow his own meaning, but he didn't expect this guy who usually welcomes him, but this time he sang the opposite tune to himself, which made him feel very unhappy, and waved his hand: "Wang Aiqing, you are tired of investigating the case of Uncle Ma, go down and rest first, Xue Daoheng's case, don't interfere." By the way, let the imperial historian Pei Yun come over, I have something to look for him. ”
Wang Shichong respectfully saluted Yang Guang: "Weichen retires." ”
A month later, on the Siyu floor in the garden, Wang Shichong closed his eyes and lay on the tiger skin rocking chair, it was the late autumn of the sixth year of the great cause, this year's autumn was particularly cold compared to previous years, and the trees inside and outside the eastern capital had fallen off early.
Wei Zheng stood beside Wang Shichong, his expression was sad, his eyes were red and a little swollen, as if he had just cried, his hands had been clenched into fists, and the bone joints were pinched and "crackled", with his calm and composure, this was really a very abnormal thing.
Wang Shichong slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly: "What, Xuan Cheng, are you still worried about Master Xue's unjust death?" He's not your teacher, and I'm a little curious as to why you mind so much about it. ”
Wei Zheng gritted his teeth and said: "Although I and Xue Fuzi do not have the title of master and apprentice, but Xue Fuzi's talent is famous all over the world, his talent is world-famous, and he has no political ambition at all, he is a pure literati, this is well known to everyone, I can't imagine that even such a generation of writers, Yang Guang refuses to let go, and he has to be put to death. ”
Wang Shichong shook his head: "I don't think so, there are a few people who must be secretly having fun at this time, the first one is Yu Shiji, the second is Pei Yun who impeached Xue Shiheng on the table, and the third one, I think Su Wei's old slippery head will also be very happy." ”
Wei Zheng scolded hatefully: "Flattering and shameless, these three people are also worthy of reading the book of sages, they really read it into the stomach of a dog!" ”
Wang Shichong's brows furrowed slightly, "Okay, Xuancheng, tell me how Master Xue finally got on the road, I've been sick at home these days, and I don't know about this matter yet." ”
Wei Zheng sighed and said: "After the lord left that day, Yang Guang asked the imperial historian Pei Yun to come in, Pei Yun drafted a recital before entering the hall, preparing to impeach Xue Daoheng, sure enough, after entering, Yang Guang directly asked him if he knew that Xue Daoheng said that if Gao Xi was there, how could he not make a decision, Pei Yun immediately said that this sentence was exactly what he said to him, and then he took out the impeachment recital. ”
A trace of helplessness flashed in Wang Shichong's eyes: "When I met Yu Shiji and Pei Yun, two literati of the Southern Dynasties, Xue Fuzi was also unlucky. How did Xue Fuzi die in the end? (To be continued......)