Chapter 477: Inheritance

As soon as Zuo Du Yushi heard this, he sat on the wooden bed dejectedly, his chapped lips squirmed, his face was vague, and he looked at Mei Yushi as if he didn't know him, and sighed after a while:

"Your stupidity didn't learn from me, you were born to be the material of the imperial history, but you don't know how to be flexible, I... I... If I had met you five years ago, I would have taught you by hand, but now... Come here, I'll talk to you, it's up to you how much you can comprehend. ”“

"Yes."

He put down the soup bowl, paced to Zuodu Yushi and stood in front of him, and said sincerely and modestly: "Please give me advice." ”

Zuo Du Yushi pursed his lips and began to tell the truth he had learned for many years as an official, he also started from the last imperial history, and he rarely talked about the difficulties with others, "Others only saw my decision to advise His Majesty regardless of life and death, but they didn't know that when I first entered the prison, I was really afraid, Mei family boy, I am afraid of death, no one is not afraid of death." ”

Mei Yushi was stupid when he heard this, and Zuodu Yushi smiled: "You think I am not afraid of life and death? You are wrong, you are very wrong, I have always been in line with a belief that only by living can I proclaim more justice, and I can participate in more traitors, and I am still afraid of death when I live to my age, but if death is worthwhile, and it is beneficial to the country and the king, I am not afraid. ”

"It is said that the imperial history is the person that His Majesty does not want to see, and they all say that I am the person that the emperor hates the most but has to reuse, Mei Xiaozi can remember what Taizu said, the person who knows you best is not a friend, but an enemy, I can do the position of the left capital of the imperial history, I understand Your Majesty's mind, and I am about to die. I have no regrets in this life, not to mention leaving a name in history, and future generations will praise me for being honest and honest..."

The wrinkles at the corners of Zuodu Yushi's eyes are deeper, and the light in his eyes is deeper. Mei Yushi reacted suddenly, "Do you know that Your Majesty will not blame Mrs. Anguo?" ”

"You're not too wooden, how can I not know?"

"Then you..."

Zuo Du Yushi smiled: "If I don't go to heaven." How can so many people jump out in a hurry? It's not easy for Your Majesty and Mrs. An Guo to rectify the rats hiding in the dark corners, don't you understand? The Imperial Historian is not only an official, but also has some special roles, and even if I die, Your Majesty will understand that my family will be taken care of in the best possible way. ”

Mei Yushi pursed his lips, and his words made his steady thoughts confused. It was as if something he had been holding on to and was willing to hold on to to the end was broken. Zuo Du Yushi said abruptly: "I originally thought that your sixth brother-in-law was suitable, I played three games of chess with him, only to find that he has the heart to be loyal to the country, and he also has the ability to handle things smoothly." But he's missing... A little, can endure poverty, he wants to be the first assistant above 10,000 people under one person, such a person can't do the imperial history, he said to me, there is a fate to be around, I didn't understand it at first, and then you... before noticing you. ”

"Your Excellency... I can't compare to the sixth brother-in-law. ”

"No, your heart is no worse than his tenacity and stubbornness. If you are trained, you will be even better than the old man, but it's a pity that I saw you late. Yin Chengshan told you before he left Beijing, but until now you have refused to leave the prison, this is your biggest problem, the combination of rigidity and softness is the best imperial history, and the imperial history can be strong. But don't be stubborn, we want to want to be treacherous and subdued by the law, the monarch is good, it is not a process of death, we do the imperial history is not to sell fame and reputation, it is to make the empire better - the country and the people. ”

Mei Yushi's eyes dimmed, and his head slowly drooped, "My lord, it's not because of the general who shouted injustice..."

"Fool, the evidence is not available today, why haven't the descendants of the generals appeared after so many years? Just when His Majesty was taking the school prince examination and was about to be crowned prince, he came to the capital? Or after the banquet had an assassin. Your Majesty doesn't believe anyone, and he won't believe Mrs. Anguo, even if Mrs. Anguo is wrong, but back then... I'm not afraid of the butcher's knife in her hand, but maybe she did the best choice back then, the general is afraid and knows, for the country and the king, for the northern Xinjiang to die calmly, this is the righteousness, you remember, for the righteousness, the wrong is also right, for personal interests, the right is also wrong. ”

"My lord, I have to think about it."

Mei Yushi sat in the corner in a daze, righteousness, self-interest, and things that have been implemented for more than 20 years have been loosened in an instant, how can it be wrong? Wrong is always wrong.

Zuodu Yushi looked at him for a long time, sighed slightly, suppressed the cough and didn't want to disturb him, the drum had to be hammered, he didn't have much time, it was best to wake him up, if he couldn't wake up, he couldn't watch the juniors he admired accompany him unlucky, he had no regrets in his life, but the career of the Mei family kid had just begun.

The moon was hollow, Mei Yushi fell asleep in a daze with his knees, Zuodu Yushi dimmed the oil lamp, knelt down, and wrote the last excerpt for Emperor Wenxi, after a while, Zuodu Yushi took out a book of excerpts from the side, his eyes swept over the sleeping late-born juniors, he didn't tell anyone, he was good at imitating the handwriting of others, two folds were written, Zuodu Yushi looked at the moonlight from the window, there must be a cold star flickering outside, after the imperial snow melted, it was another scene, and it could prosper for a hundred years.

Zuodu Yushi put the cloak on his body on Mei Yushi's body, handed the fold to the cell head, he nodded knowingly, there was a little more reluctance in his eyes, Zuodu Yushi put his index finger to his lips, and sighed, at this time the place where he stood was dark and lightless, but Mei Yushi's place was a little brighter, like a rising star flashing with silver-white light.

He can't let His Majesty bear the charge of manslaughter, and his physical condition can't support it for a long time. It doesn't matter anymore.

In the early morning, a ray of warm sun scattered into the cell, shining on Mei Yushi's face, warm and comfortable, he slowly opened his eyes, a hazy golden light in front of him, righteousness, Mei Yushi smiled with a bit of innocence, he figured it out, "Master..."

The person he wants to report the good news most is Zuodu Yushi, although he may not necessarily recognize himself as an apprentice, but at this time he recognizes him, he can't leave, he can't run. But he waited until Zuodu Yushi smiled and slept on his face, he thought that the master was still sleeping, and after sitting for a long time, when he touched the master's arm. Only then did I understand that the master was gone... Mei Yushi knelt in front of him, tears raining down, silently whimpering and crying...

No one bothered them. All quietly wiped away tears, maybe the smile of Zuodu Yushi is to find the person who inherits the mantle, people like him have the upright pine and cypress, and also the brightness of the lotus, thinking that the combination of rigidity and softness is a good imperial history, not a person who sells fame and reputation can understand.

Ding Min lives a plain life and manages the Hou Mansion. took care of his stepson, took care of his concubines and concubines, and was with Yue Ninghou Qinse and Ming, eating delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and wearing silk and satin. A call for a hundred promises, as long as Ding Min goes out, many people will please her and slap her, she will always be a first-class position among the noble women, and there are many people who envy her, there is a lot of silver in her hands every day, Yue Ninghou earns more silver every month, if there is another son. These lives are what Ding Min yearns for the most, but now her heart is like a pool of stagnant water.

Originally, she had thought about raising her stepson and letting her son inherit the title, but before she could achieve her goal, one thing after another, and her stepson was not easy to fool. Ding Min didn't dare to do it easily, so Yue Ninghou only regarded it as an incongruity between his stepmother and stepson, and did not feel that Ding Min was a woman with sinister intentions.

Ding Min listened to the envious praise of her stepson by the people next to her, and she also knew that these people were jealous of her and wanted to make her uncomfortable, and even a young lady in the family wanted to marry her stepson.

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