After three days, Yang Peng appeared in front of the crowd and began to deal with official business. Han Bing presented a letter and said, "This is a report from Dunan from Yangzhou, orange level. As he spoke, he walked in front of Yang Peng. Yang Peng picked up the letter, opened the envelope, took out the stationery, unfolded it, and gradually wrinkled his brows. Putting down the report, he muttered, "Fuck, this birdman actually said bad things about us as soon as he returned to the court!" Everyone didn't know who Yang Peng was talking about, and looked at each other blankly.

Yang Peng raised his head and said, "The minister sent by the imperial court before, Wang Xiaozhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, did not get any benefits from us, so he made a lot of nonsense after returning to the imperial court. Comparing my policies on culture and education to Qin Shi Huang's book burning and pit Confucianism, fuck, that's not wrong. Lao Tzu really wants to burn books and pit Confucianism! This guy also said that I am Wang Mang, who holds great power and has ill intentions, and sooner or later he will 'usurp the Han'! ”

When the people heard this, they didn't feel angry, but they had a feeling of 'that guy was telling the truth'. Huang Qiaoyun said sarcastically: "What does that guy mean by saying these words in front of the emperor? Could it be that the thought instigated the emperor to give us a little color? ”

Everyone laughed, and the laughter was full of contempt and mockery, not to mention Yan Yun, a high-ranking and powerful civil and military minister, even ordinary soldiers and ordinary people looked down on the useless court in the south, and they didn't take that court seriously at all.

Yelu Hanyu pondered: "We are naturally not afraid of the court in the south, but now we are giving them the courage to do it, and they will not dare to make any rash moves!" It's just that if the southern court reprimands us for deviant, I'm afraid that our Confucian students here will see hope and think that there is an opportunity, and they will be restless! ”

Yang Peng waved his hand indifferently, "Xiucai has been rebelling for three years, those Confucian students don't need to take them too seriously!" Yang Peng's words are actually very reasonable, the emperors of all dynasties were fooled by the Confucian ministers around them, thinking that the hearts of the Confucian scholars were related to the stability of the country, so they did not dare to touch the interests of the Confucian scholars, but what about touching their interests? Historically, the Mongols touched the fundamental interests of Confucian scholars and doctors, and did not enter the Central Plains in the same way, and in the Qing Dynasty, they did not keep their hair without their heads, and they did not keep their heads, and didn't Confucianism also resist, did it have any effect? Didn't the final Xinhai Revolution, which completely subverted the interests of Confucian scholars, also succeed? Therefore, the argument that Confucianism and Confucianism are the cornerstone of national stability are just Confucianism arranged to fool people, that is just a legend, whether the country is stable or not has nothing to do with Confucianism and Confucianism, it all depends on whether the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and if they can live and work in peace and contentment, the country will be stable, otherwise the country will be in turmoil. A king, if he cares too much about Confucianism and Confucianism, will definitely not be able to achieve anything.

After listening to Yang Peng's words, all Wenwu showed a mocking smile, and everyone's opinion was exactly the same as Yang Peng's, and they all thought that those Confucian scholars who sang softly all day long wanted to rebel, and they were afraid that they would have to wait until the next life.

After the meeting, Yang Peng left the Yanwang Mansion in micro-clothes, accompanied by Yelu Hanyu, she changed into men's clothes, as if she was a beautiful son, which completely attracted the attention of passers-by, and the young ladies and girls on the street frequently cast affectionate glances at Yelutri, but Yelu Hanyu was used to it and didn't care much. Yang Peng teased on the side: "Look at the eyes of those women, they are almost going to swallow you alive!" Tsk, those young women saw such a beautiful son, and they were afraid that they would want a man to take a break from themselves when they went back! ”

Yelu Hanyu turned red and said angrily; "Not serious!"

Yang Peng smiled evilly: "In order to let them break this unrealistic idea......" Speaking of this, Yang Peng hugged Yelu Hanyu's slender waist. The surroundings immediately became commotion, and the girls, young ladies and young women were terrified, as if they had seen the most terrible thing, and then countless sharp eyes pierced Yang Peng, and countless women gritted their teeth, as if they wanted to devour Yang Peng alive! Yang Peng hugged Yelu Hanyu's waist and swaggered through the market, looking very arrogant and complacent, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around him. A young woman sighed and said depressedly: "Such a handsome son was actually ruined by a stinky man, really, really ......"

Yelu Hanyu gently bumped Yang Peng's waist ribs with his elbow, and said angrily: "You are too bad!" Yang Peng smiled evilly: "Why don't we be more affectionate?" Yelu Hanyu was startled, gently pushed Yang Peng, and said with red cheeks: "This is on the street, don't mess around!" Yang Peng looked at Yelu Hanyu and smiled evilly, but did not speak. Yelu Hanyu's heart was pounding, and she said nervously: "If you mess up, I will, I will ......" "I just" for a long time and couldn't say why, she originally wanted to say: "I will ignore you." But he felt that how could he ignore his eldest brother, so he couldn't say the rest of the words.

Yang Peng smiled softly and said softly: "Big brother listens to you!" ”

Yelu Hanyu was very happy and glanced at Yang Peng gently. The women around were originally cursing Yang Peng in their hearts, he was a bastard with a good dragon and yang fetish, and there were a few stinky money villains. But when they saw that the good boy in their hearts actually showed affection and affection for that stinky man, they felt as if a bolt from the blue, and they only felt that the world had become like this.

Yang Peng and Yelu Hanyu were wandering the streets, and Yang Peng would ask Yelu Hanyu if he liked them whenever he saw interesting things on the street, but Yelu Hanyu had no interest in these gadgets, but she was still very happy, because she could go shopping with the man she loved the most.

Unconsciously, the two of them came to the outside of the Gaosheng Teahouse, Yelu Hanyu stopped and looked up at the plaque of the Gaosheng Teahouse. Seeing this, Yang Peng also stopped, followed her gaze, and saw that it was a teahouse, thinking that Yelutri was thirsty, so he smiled and said, "Let's go in and have a cup of tea." Yelu Hanyu nodded. The two walked into the teahouse, followed the guards and Feifeng female guards who were guarding, some stayed outside the teahouse, and some followed inside.

Xiao Er saw that a guest came to the door, so he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face, and asked, "Do you want to drink tea?" Yang Peng saw that there were no empty seats in the lobby on the first floor, so he asked, "Are there any seats upstairs?" ”

Xiao Er hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes!" There are still more seats upstairs, please come with me, all the guest officers! Immediately led Yang Peng and them to the second floor. There were far fewer people on the second floor, and only about half of the guests were seated, almost all of them were scribes in Confucian robes, sitting together in twos and threes, drinking tea and chatting in low voices, and it was not clear what they were talking about because the streets were very noisy and their voices were very low.

Xiao Er led Yang Peng and the others to a few tables on the street, and asked, "What do the guest officers think of here?" Yang Peng looked at Yelu Hanyu, Yelu Hanyu nodded, so Yang Peng and Yelu Hanyu sat down, and the guards sat down at the tables on both sides, and there were seven or eight people sitting at each table. Xiao Er asked, "I don't know what tea the guest officer wants to drink and what snacks he wants to eat?" Yang Peng said: "Feel free to go on it." Xiao Er said: "We have this year's Hongzhou Shuangjing tea, do you want to taste it?" Yang Peng vaguely remembered that this Shuangjing tea was one of the several famous teas at the moment, and he didn't care too much about it, so he nodded. Xiao Er's face was full of joy, and he hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, the guest officer will be fine for a while." Then he hurried down.

Yang Peng glanced at the tea guests around him, and found that since everyone on his side came up just now, many people stopped talking, and they also looked at this side with vigilant eyes from time to time, feeling a little sneaky. At this time, Yelu Hanyu's soft voice came into his ears: "This Gaosheng Teahouse is the place where Confucian scholars in Tianjing New City often come!" Yang Peng smiled. Yelu Hanyu suddenly raised his voice and sighed, and said with great resentment: "Hey, the agricultural tax is getting heavier and heavier, and I really don't know what to do in the future!" Yang Peng was stunned for a moment, not understanding which one Mei'er was singing this sentence suddenly, and his heart moved to understand, and glanced at the scribes and tea customers around him, those tea customers originally showed a vigilant look, but when Yerutri said those words, the vigilant look on everyone's faces disappeared, and was replaced by a look of empathy. I heard a middle-aged scribe not far away exclaim: "Fifty percent tax, this is really unheard of!" King Yan is so tyrannical, how long can his country last? ”

When he said this, the tea guests all opened the chatterbox, and they all counted down Yang Peng and Yang Peng's policies, politely saying that Yang Peng's policies were inappropriate, and angrily saying that Yang Peng was a tyrant and a poisonous man, and he would definitely not die well in the future. The teahouse was noisy, and almost all of them were words condemning Yang Peng.

Yang Peng listened to flattery a lot, and suddenly heard so many people gathering together to curse himself, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. But after thinking about it, the mouth grows on other people's heads, it's up to them to say whatever they want, why care, there are many people in the world who love themselves, but there are also many people who hate themselves, and others hate you and don't let people scold you to get angry? As soon as I thought of this, I smiled, and there was some freedom and helplessness in my smile.

Yelu Hanyu has been watching the eldest brother's expression, seeing that the eldest brother was very angry at first, but soon he was relieved and hateless, and couldn't help but show a look of admiration, and said: "The eldest brother can look at this kind of thing so plainly, this mind, even Tang Taizong can't match!" Yang Peng smiled, waved his hand and said: "Tang Taizong or something, I'm not interested in comparing with them, I'm me!" Glancing at Yelu Hanyu, he said teasingly: "It's Mei'er's husband!" Yelu Hanyu's heart fluttered, and his eyes couldn't help revealing affection.

Yelu Hanyu glanced at the tea guests around him, and whispered to Yang Peng: "During this time, I often come here to drink tea, and I have heard many interesting things. Yang Peng looked at the tea guests around him, and only heard the voices of those tea guests talking high or low, the readers are all concerned about current affairs, so the topic of discussion among the tea guests is naturally inseparable from the current current affairs, but it is not so much a discussion, but it is better to curse, nutritious speech is inaudible, either cursing him Yang Peng is a tyrant, or cursing him Yang Peng's policy, not to mention that what makes Yang Peng cry and laugh is that some people actually say that his beautiful wives and concubines are Da Ji and praise Yang Guifei, saying that they are all fox spirits who cause trouble in the world, They are also to blame for the current situation.

Yang Peng looked at Yelu Hanyu and said with a teasing smile: "You have become a fox spirit!" ”

Yelu Hanyu smiled, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she said, "That's not bad, don't you like fox spirits?" Yang Peng's heart fluttered.

At this time, a few guys came up with tea and snacks, put them on Yang Peng's table, said slowly, and bowed down.

Yelu Hanyu picked up the teapot and poured a full cup of tea for Yang Peng, and then poured tea for himself, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and nodded, as if he was quite satisfied. Seeing this, Yang Peng picked up the teacup and dried it up, smacked his mouth, and said with a smile: "This Shuangjing tea is nothing special!" Yelu Hanyu glanced at Yang Peng, and said angrily: "What kind of taste can you drink tea like this!" It's really a cow chewing peonies, and it's a tyrannical thing! Yang Peng put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Let me chew again!" Yelu Hanyu pursed his lips and smiled, lifted the delicate purple sand teapot and poured another cup for Yang Pengman, and put down the teapot. Seeing that Yang Peng was about to dry it again, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, and said, "You have to taste it slowly, you can't dry it like just now, you won't be able to drink any taste!" ”

When a Confucian student drinking tea nearby saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel contempt, and one of them whispered to his companion: "This person is a rich man who doesn't study!" Another Confucian whispered: "The ancestor of the rich man must also be a scholar, but the people of later generations are not angry and insult the reputation of the ancestors!" Several people nodded their heads, all with a look of great contempt.

Yang Peng took a small sip according to Yelu Hanyu's request, only to feel a fragrant breath falling from his mouth into his abdomen, and then spread rapidly with his abdomen as the center, and the whole person seemed to be in the green mountains and green waters, and there seemed to be the song of birds and birds in his ears. Yang Peng couldn't help smacking his lips and exclaimed: "Not bad, it's very fragrant!" Then he smiled and said, "But it's too unpleasant to drink it in such a small sip!" Yuluo picked up the teacup and raised his head to dry, let out a big sigh, and said very refreshingly: "This is cool!" ”

Yelu Hanyu sighed and said with a smile: "You, although you are a Han person, you can't see a shadow of Han culture on your body, but you are like a hero in the desert, drinking wine and eating meat in a big bowl, full of pride!" ”

Yang Peng smiled, put down the teacup, glanced at Yelu Hanyu, and said: "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting do not represent the Han culture, it is just a drop in the ocean and the tip of the iceberg in the Han culture!" In fact, there is also iron-blooded pride in the Han culture, and the side of generosity and tragedy, 'the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return', what a heroic spirit this is! Yelu Hanyu couldn't help but nod and said, "That's right!" He glanced at Yang Peng and said with a smile: "The eldest brother is a Han Chinese, but he is an invincible general, doesn't it just show this?" Iron hooves, long knives, ask the world, who is the opponent! Big brother is a big hero who is proud of the world! Yelu Hanyu's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was obviously already emotional.

Yang Peng smiled, poured himself a cup of tea, and dried it in one gulp.

Seeing this, Yelu Hanyu hurriedly lifted the teapot and filled it for Yang Peng, put down the teapot, and said with a smile: "Actually, don't talk about the eldest brother, it is the many brothers and generals under the eldest brother, such as Duan Zhixian, Liu Zhiliang, Cheng Shijie, Yang Yanzhao, Zhan Jinguo, Yang Gui, etc., which one is not a fierce general who runs rampant on the battlefield, a warrior who puts life and death out of the way!" The Han family has never lacked brave men, but for many years, the Han people have been cowardly and incompetent literati, and they have invisibly suppressed the blood of the Han people! After a pause, he pondered: "It is the nature of the literati to be cowardly, once these people are in power, they will naturally worry that they will not be able to control the fierce generals under them, so they will naturally suppress the status of the generals and warriors from various aspects, so that they cannot rebel at all in order to maintain their rule." What the literati care most about is their dominance in the country, humiliating and conceding to the outside world, but they don't care at all. He glanced at Yang Peng and said with a smile: "So, for a long time, the Han people have not been able to do martial arts, and it is not that the Han people are not good, but the inevitable result of the rule of the literati!" ”

Yang Peng nodded approvingly, and said appreciatively: "This is to the point!" Many people say that literati are the cornerstone of the country, but I say that literati are the source of the country's humiliation, and useless scholars are scholars. A good hand, a few good poems, can it produce food, or can it make cloth, can it maintain law and order, or can it resist foreign aggression? In fact, the social function of these so-called talents, to put it bluntly, is just the same as the pink-headed singer in the Red Pavilion of the Qinglou, just for entertainment! Hehe, for a long time, it has been such a vote of people who govern the country, and it is strange that the country can be strong! ”

Yelu Hanyu pursed his lips and smiled, and said angrily: "In this way, those who are talented are only afraid that there is only the eldest brother!" ”

Yang Peng smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then picked up a fennel bean and threw it into his mouth, Gaba Gaba chewed. Yang Peng and Yelu Hanyu were talking just now, and their voices were very low, even those Confucian students who were close to each other could only vaguely hear the sound of the words, but they couldn't hear the content of the words clearly at all.

"Hey, have you heard, Miss Yanran is coming to Tianjing New Town recently!" A young Confucian said excitedly to his companion at the table. A companion rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I still have to say this, I already knew!" Do you know when Miss Yanran will arrive? Do you know why she came to Tianjing New Town? The young Confucian who had spoken earlier shook his head and hurriedly asked, "Do you know?" ”

The companion smiled proudly and said, "If others are only afraid, they really don't know!" That cousin of mine has been following Miss Yanran all along, that's why he learned about it! Looking at his tone and demeanor, as if he was very proud of it, he deliberately raised his voice when he said this, so that almost everyone on the second floor heard it, and they all threw envious looks at him.

The man was very proud and continued, "Miss Yanran will arrive in Tianjing New Town in three days. The purpose of Miss Yanran's trip, hehe, is to celebrate the birthday of her close friend Zhao Xiangxiang Zhao! When they heard this, they all looked at it with a sudden realization.

A middle-aged Confucian asked curiously: "Legend has it that Miss Yanran is a peerless beauty throughout the ages, I don't know what kind of beauty it is?" None of the Confucian scholars present had ever seen Miss Yanran, and they couldn't answer this question at all, but with a look of longing and intoxication, a young Confucian said stupidly: "Peerless beauty, the heavenly immortals descend to earth!" Jincheng March rain bell, who and the beauty of the eternal chanting, the spring breeze lingers without distinction, a song of neon clothes drunk Tianjing. ”

All the Confucian students couldn't help but sigh, and for a while, everyone's faces were intoxicated, and the teahouse was so quiet that it could be heard falling pins. ……

Yang Peng and his entourage left the teahouse. Yang Peng asked curiously, "What kind of Miss Yanran is this, who is she?" Yelu Hanyu said angrily: "What, you fell in love with this vixen again?" ”

Yang Peng smiled, stretched out his hand to hug Yelu Hanyu's slender waist, and teased: "There are so many fox spirits at home that I can't even greet them, how dare I ask for fox spirits again!" Yelu Hanyu glanced at Yang Peng, "I don't believe your words, for you, isn't the more beautiful people the better?" Yang Peng smiled, touched his chin and said, "You treat me as Han Xin's soldiers, the more the merrier!" ”

Yelu Hanyu pursed her lips and smiled, and then thought: "I have occasionally heard Li Mubai say that this Miss Yanran is said to be the eldest lady of the Luo family in Yangzhou, who is talented and beautiful, and is very famous in Shilin, and is praised by those talented people as the first beauty in the past thousand years!" Yang Peng smiled coldly, he was very dissatisfied with those Confucian statements, he didn't believe that there were women in the world who could be more beautiful than these beautiful wives and concubines around him!

Yelu Hanyu continued: "This Luo Yanran is not only beautiful, but also knows all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is said that Zhao Xiangxiang is better than Zhao Xiangxiang in terms of talent!" ”

Yang Peng was even more unconvinced, and said: "It's amazing that talent can be compared with Zhao Xiangxiang, and it's still surpassed!" Hmph, I think it's those people who read books who have nothing to do when they're full, nonsense! Yelu Hanyu nodded and said, "I also find it unbelievable, how can there be such a perfect woman in the world?" Yang Peng smiled and said to Yelu Hanyu: "I look at her, even if she lifts her shoes, she is not worthy!" ”

Yelu Hanyu smiled, very happy in her heart. ……

An exquisite carriage, escorted by nearly a hundred entourage, walked on the official road to Tianjing New Town. The carriage was so wide that it would not have been crowded even if it had sat five or six people; And the retinues gathered around the carriage were completely different from the entourage of the rich families usually seen, they were not dressed in the clothes of servants, all of them were well-dressed and dignified, and they seemed to be Confucian scholars who had read poetry and books, so many Confucian scholars respectfully surrounded the carriage, what kind of character was in the carriage?

After all, what happens next, let's see how it will be broken down next time.