Chapter 33: Everyone has their own aspirations

Mr. Mo ignored his trumbling and continued to tell his story:

"Whatever the reason, the four princes voluntarily gave up the throne, so that a turbulent catastrophe in the Weiming Dynasty was eliminated, but it was unanimously praised by the whole Manchu Dynasty. The cabinet of the unnamed dynasty, headed by Li Gelao, jointly folded the name, asking the new emperor to list the sons of the four princes as princes, and have the same right of succession as the emperor's sons. In this way, it can not only make up for the regrets of the four princes, but more importantly, appease the four princes so that they will not rebel in the future.

In this regard, although the new emperor was reluctant, he was afraid that the four princes had heavy troops, so he had to agree. After the four princes received the order of thanksgiving, they really led their troops back to the north and never set foot in the capital again. ”

I heard someone in the audience sigh: "With the cunning nature of the Seven Princes, how can the heirs of the Four Princes sit on the throne?" The fourth prince is also a little more sincere. ”

Mr. Mo twisted his beard and smiled: "But before and after his death, how can he care about the short and long of others." Regarding the choice of the four princes, the world has different opinions and opinions. The old man thinks that with the Wen Taowu strategy of the four princes, if he wants to plan for the people of the world, he should follow the courage of Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and give it a go, create a peaceful and prosperous world, and win the admiration of all generations, instead of being in a corner of peace, and being subservient to others for half his life, it is not the work of the big husband. ”

Listening to the different opinions in the audience, Mr. Mo glanced around with keen eyes, and suddenly raised his voice and said: "That young Taoist leader, he looks extraordinary, I don't know what the old man said, can you agree with it?" ”

The pill was suddenly named, it was unexpected, and when he saw that the eyes of the whole hall were all cast on him, he couldn't pretend not to hear it, so he had to say casually: "Everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't ask for it." ”

Su Qi smiled secretly on the side: You can talk about life ideals with a secret guard.

The tea guests were obviously not satisfied with his perfunctory answer, and then fell into a self-conscious discussion. Mr. Mo on the stage didn't say much more, he took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and changed the story of a talented and beautiful woman, and Su Qi's heart shook and the pill was drowsy.

This scene was talked about for an hour and a half, and when the tea guests were happy, Mr. Mo turned back to the inner room, and the shopkeeper of the rice balls hurriedly came up with a pot of newly built boiling fragrant tea, and poured a lamp for Mr. Mo very respectfully: "Mr. Mo, you have also seen it, in your opinion, is it him?" ”

"Naturally, it's him." Mr. Mo put down the teacup and squinted his eyes in thought, "But I look at the chaos of his spiritual platform, as if I don't remember the past." ”

The shopkeeper of the rice balls was surprised: "This ...... How so? ”

Mr. Mo twisted his beard and sneered: "He hates Taoist priests the most in his life, if he doesn't forget all the past, how can he pretend to be a Taoist priest?" After thinking about it, he asked, "Who is the girl who came with him?" ”

"I know her." The shopkeeper of Tangyuan said with a smile, "That's Miss Su Qi from Huimuzhai, a frequent visitor to the teahouse who listens to books and watches plays." ”

"Hui Mu Zhai? What for? ”

"Do some feng shui yin and yang business. Although this Su girl is not very old, she is the only matchmaker in the town who is worthy of a secret marriage. ”

"Matchmaker?" A trace of doubt flashed in Mr. Mo's eyes, "He...... How can you be with a matchmaker? After taking a sip of tea, I had a plan in my heart, "Where is the Huimu Zhai you are talking about?" ”