In the face of the only saint in the history of the Ming Dynasty, Qin Kan's attitude is actually quite restrained, he knows that he is two pounds, and after lightly clicking on him, he will never mention topics such as Confucian scriptures and righteousness, otherwise it will be tantamount to self-inflicted humiliation, saying that the class is considered to be exalting him if he gets an axe.!

Wang Shouren is not like the current stupidity, after the initial confusion and confusion of Zhu Chengzhixue, he quickly adjusted his emotions, Wang Shouren's personality after temporarily throwing away the confusion is very cheerful, quite a bit chivalrous and heroic, Qin Kan is not bad, from the previous life, he has many topics to talk about, every word and everything he says, is unheard of for Wang Shouren, after chatting for a long time, Wang Shouren's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and he sighed a long time: "I have benefited a lot from talking to you, but unfortunately there is no wine here, Otherwise, I will drink three hundred cups with you. ”

Qin Kan smiled and said, "Who said there is no wine here? ”

Wang Shouren's eyes lit up: "There is wine in the barracks?" ”

"The wine in the barracks is only for confidants, not for armor."

Wang Shouren laughed: "For the sake of drinking in this camp, what about Wang Mou leading you, a traitor scolded by everyone in the court, as a confidant in his life?" Brother Qin didn't hurry up and send the wine, aren't you afraid that my confidante will turn his face and deny people, and turn back to the court to bombard the imperial court officials? ”

Qin Kan smiled faintly: "Qin's alcohol consumption is not good, it is impossible to drink three hundred cups, but it is still no problem to drink thirty cups, if my newly made confidant does not go to the court to complain, maybe I can still drink forty cups." ”

"Okay, then forty cups!"

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Those who sit together and drink are not necessarily confidants, but confidants are bound to drink.

Wine is good wine, two altars of eighteen-year-old daughter red, it is said that Ding Shun's subordinate a hundred households buried in their own backyard on the day their daughter was born, and then one hundred households once drank too much with Ding Shun, and inadvertently said the location of the burial wine, Ding Shun this guy moved the thief's mind, and that night he ordered someone to sneak into the backyard of the hundred households, and dig a pit at night. stole two jars of wine and came out, and the most damaging thing was that in order not to make hundreds of households suspicious, Ding Shun asked people to bury two jars of vinegar in situ......

In the future, when hundreds of households want to drink, what kind of expression will it be to dig out two jars of aged vinegar from their backyard, Ding Shun is too lazy to imagine.

Ding Shun later directly gave the two altars of daughter red to Qin Kan, Qin Kan was not very good at wine, so he ordered someone to put it in the new barracks.

Drinking the mellow and almost thick wine, Qin Kan smiled and told the origin of these two jars of wine. Wang Shouren sprayed twice halfway, choking and coughing while laughing.

"You are a wonderful person, and your subordinates are also wonderful people, extremely interesting, if I know where there is good wine buried for more than ten years, I can't say that I can also be a thief who steals wine......" Wang Shouren drank quickly, and the thick amber daughter red poured into the porcelain bowl, and drank a fine light as soon as he raised his neck, and then his eyes stared straight at a certain place, and his lips were tightly closed. As if savoring the aftertaste of fine wine, I wiped my mouth with my sleeve indiscriminately. Only then did he sigh with satisfaction.

"Good wine! It's strange that the stolen wine seems to be very tasty, but the one I bought it for money has a little less flavor......"

Qin Kan drank a few bowls, Junxiu's face was already a little red, and he smiled when he heard this: "As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, and a prostitute is not as good as stealing." The beauty of the word 'stealing', how can people who follow the rules get its three flavors? The wine is mixed with the word 'steal', even if it is a jar of aged vinegar, it is drunk like a jade liquid. ”

Wang Shouren smiled and said, "This is wonderful. As soon as I heard it, I knew that Brother Qin was a person who was used to playing with the wind and moon, but unfortunately I knew you too late, and life was a lot less interesting, I thought that I didn't understand the amorous feelings, and ran out of the house on the day of marriage, and sat in a Taoist temple outside the city with a master for three days and three nights of dry meditation, causing the new wife to stay alone in the cave room, and my father-in-law sent someone to find me for three days before I found me back, compared to you, I am simply a piece of wood. ”

Qin Kan suddenly felt something, he remembered the bits and pieces with Du Yan at the beginning, so he sighed and said: "If the young man doesn't do a few absurd things and don't break into a few catastrophes, how can he be worthy of this one-time youth?" Even if he is a saint, he may not be born a saint, before Confucius became a saint, he knew that he had not secretly glanced at the big breasts of the women in the village when he was a teenager? ”

Wang Shouren coughed again, coughing all over his face, and then glared and gasped: "Slandering the saint, you are simply rebellious......

Then he smiled and said, "That's it, if you let others listen, you will become the public enemy of the world's scholars. ”

The future saint and the current court traitor sit together and drink, how strange this combination is, but the two talk and laugh and get along.

However, both of them were court officials, and there were some topics they didn't want to talk about, but they couldn't avoid them.

Wang Shouren stopped laughing, raised his head and drank a bowl of wine, stared at Qin Kan with red eyes, and said, "The people of the time called you and the eight eunuchs of the inner court the Nine Tigers, what do you think?" ”

Qin Kan smiled bitterly: "I don't think everyone is praising me......"

"Liu Jin is in charge of the inner court, Jiao Fang is attached to his tail, and the two of them echo each other from afar, seeing that Liu Jin's power will soon cover the sky and the sun, what do you think?"

Qin Kan thought for a while, and only replied with four words: "Treat it indifferently." ”

Wang Shouren's expression seemed to have changed slightly: "Liu Jin reopened the West Factory a few days ago, which attracted a lot of scolding from the court, but he ordered the Nanjing Military Department who scolded him the most to be arrested and brought into Beijing, including Dai Miao, Ai Hong, and Yushi Bo Yanhui, and other 21 officials, and it was time to go to Beijing tomorrow......

Qin Kan looked at him puzzled: "Brother Wang means ......"

Wang Shouren sighed: "The world is about to be chaotic, and the good Hongzhi Zhongxing has now become a miasma, and someone has to stand up and make a sad cry for the fleeting Lang Lang Qiankun." ”

Qin Kan was slightly moved, I don't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to see the decisiveness on Wang Shouren's face.

"Mr. Wang, what's the matter?" Qin Kan sighed.

Wang Shouren smiled: "There is always someone to do, either me or someone else, if this is the case, why can't it be me?" ”

After that, Wang Shouren lifted the wine jar and poured it up, then wiped his mouth fiercely, and said with a heroic smile: "It's really good wine!" If I stay here this time, I will conspire with you to get drunk again! ”

Throwing the empty altar with his hand, Wang Shouren strode away in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden remnant sun was projected on his back, as if bathed in thick blood.

Qin Kan fixed his gaze on his back, and suddenly gave him a long stroke.

The sages of the ages and the present have never been in books.

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In the early morning, the Jingshi showed a little coolness, and the coolness seemed to seep into his bones.

Twenty-one prisoner vans made an unpleasant creaking sound and entered the city one after another, and hundreds of Xichang fans escorted the prisoner vans and drove away pedestrians with their scabbards.

The first errand he received after the restoration of the West Factory was to go to Nanjing and give the Nanjing Military Department to 21 criminal officials who scolded Liu Jin, including Dai Miao, Ai Hong, and Yushi Bo Yanhui.

Since Renxuan in the Ming Dynasty, few officials have been convicted for their words, and Liu Jin has opened a new atmosphere of the Zhengde Dynasty.

Standing in the prison car in heavy shackles, covered in scars, the filthy and blackened prison clothes oozed from time to time with a trace of blood, and the whole person had fallen into a coma, obviously suffering a very cruel punishment on the road.

The remaining 20 officials stood in the prisoner car, no better than Dai Miao, and the group of 21 prisoner cars entered Beijing, which immediately attracted the curious eyes of the people in Beijing.

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The news of Dai Mo and 21 others entering Beijing was soon reported to Liu Jin, but Liu Jin was worried.

These broken-mouthed guys really angered him, so he angrily ordered at that time to detain Dai Mo and others into Beijing for questioning.

Now these people are here, but what to do with them? Could it be true that you can't really kill them? He just sat firmly in the position of the celebrant supervisor, after all, the world is the world of scholars, if these officials are killed for their words, how can he, Liu Jin, escape the crowd of scholars in the world?

Liu Jin was very troubled, every time he was so difficult to make a decision, he deeply felt that there was a lack of talent around him, and a talent who could analyze the pros and cons for him and give advice.

Obviously I have a lot of power, how can the world's talents not join me?

It's a pity that there is no talent market in Daming today, and even if there are talents in the world, Liu Jin can't find them.

Liu Jin sat in the celebrant and sighed.

I wanted to send someone to ask Jiao Fang, but although Jiao Fang was attached to him, after all, he was a cabinet scholar, not his Liu Gonggong's adviser and staff, if he asked him for advice on everything, not only would he not be able to pull down his face, but he would also be despised by Jiao Fang, and he would lose the majesty of the inner minister.

When Liu Jin sighed, a little eunuch hurriedly walked into the celebrant and handed a small note to Liu Jin.

"Ancestor, a note sent by the Cabinet Scholar Jiao."

Liu Jin was stunned for a moment, unfolded the note and saw that there was a line of small characters written on it.

Not long after, Liu Jin laughed strangely.

"'Only Dai Milling, the rest can stay', good Jiao Fang, who is old and refined, do you really think that the miscellaneous family is confused? That Dai Milling is a Jiangxi person, you have never liked Jiangxi people, kill one less one, and use the hands of miscellaneous families to get rid of it, you are more happy to see it, right? ”

As the laughter subsided, Liu Jin wrung his eyebrows, and his fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the table.

After thinking for a long time, Liu Jin nodded: "If you want to scare the monkey, killing a chicken is enough, killing too much is a bad thing, Jiao Fang's words are not unreasonable......"

After making up his mind, Liu Jin raised his voice and shouted, "Someone is coming." ”

A small eunuch appeared respectfully at the door.

"Spread the order of the miscellaneous family to Xichang, and the twenty-one convicts escorted from Nanjing all have thirty ...... of court rods" After a pause, Liu Jin said with deep meaning: "Call a credible person to give the miscellaneous family a sentence, whoever dies and who lives, and give the miscellaneous family a snack." ”

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ps: There is another chapter in the evening, I guess it's late......

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