When Liu He and the Huo family's family banquet ended, the autumn atmosphere finally spread in the Han Empire.

Changyi Kingdom, which is thousands of miles away from Chang'an, has also cooled down.

In the royal mansion, Wang Shi was sitting in the study, and the old servant Mo, who had been driven back to his hometown a few months ago, had returned from the countryside.

At this moment, he is still quietly guarding the outside of the study as usual.

Although Wang Shi was in the study, there were no books on the case, but two letters were placed.

One was received half a month ago, and the person who wrote the letter was Wang Shi's former student, the former king of Changyi Kingdom, and now the Son of Heaven in Chang'an.

The content of the letter is very simple, let Wang Shi go to Chang'an immediately and have a round with the Son of Heaven.

Although it was written in the letter that Wang Shi and a group of Lang officials would accompany him to study, he did not write a word more about the rest of the things.

But Wang Shi saw a lot from it.

The Son of Heaven had initially established himself in Chang'an, and had gained Huo Guang's trust, so he was able to transfer more people to his side.

However, on the other hand, it also shows that the Son of Heaven lacks trusted cronies, otherwise he would not be eager to transfer all the Lang officials of Changyi State to Chang'an.

Even the old man himself did not let go.

Originally, Wang Shi didn't want to go to Chang'an.

After all, he is already a man in his last years, and I am afraid that he will not be able to help much, not to mention the mustard of Liu Ai.

Soon after receiving the first letter, the news of the temple number for Emperor Xiaowu reached the Changyi Kingdom, which made Wang Shishi surprised and delighted.

The good news is that the Son of Heaven has the courage to find an excellent breakthrough point; What surprised him was that he knew that some Confucian students would inevitably fight back.

Just as Wang Shi was waiting to see what the Son of Heaven would do, the second letter arrived......

This letter came from Xue Guangde, a student of Wang Shi, and the letter made the turmoil in Chang'an clear.

Although the appalling turmoil did not seem to have caused more serious consequences today, Wang Shi decided to go to Chang'an.

is also a Confucian student, Wang Shi knows the temper of Confucianism too well, and he has to go to Chang'an to help a group of emperors.

The matter of Confucianism has to be solved by the method of Confucianism.

The method that Huo Guang came up with without learning and not knowing can only solve the problem of a moment, but not the problem of a lifetime.

……

Wang Shi made a decision, and put both letters on the oil lamp and burned them clean, and then opened the door to the study.

Lao Mo, who was standing outside the door, saw Wang Shi come out, and hurriedly stuffed a half-eaten cake into his arms, and smiled innocently.

For people like Mo, as long as they can have a bite of bread to eat, they are already very happy, and naturally there are no king-style troubles.

In front of Mo, Wang Shi communicated with gestures that only they could understand.

"When I was young, you accompanied me to Chang'an a few times, do you remember?"

"Of course I remember, Chang'an is the most lively, and there is the most lively cockfighting liao."

"Then come with me one more time?"

"No."

The tacit agreement was crisp, without the slightest hesitation, so that Wang Shi was a little unbearable.

"It's very dangerous to go to Chang'an this time, and you may not be able to come back."

"Don't worry, the house will take care of my family."

Wang Shi smiled bitterly, and then said, "Maybe all the people in this house will be in danger. ”

Mo was slightly stunned, but then he still smiled honestly and replied, "Then you won't be alone when you go on the road." ”

This is on the road, and on the road is naturally a dead end.

Wang Shi smiled, a little unbearable, he patted Mo's shoulder, and walked out of the courtyard.

Two quarters of an hour later, Wang Shi rode a carriage to the outside of Changyi Palace.

When the king of Changyi left, he took many people in this palace with him, so in the past few months, the Changyi palace has been quite deserted.

But today, it's lively—maybe for the last time.

There were people at the door, all of whom looked like craftsmen and servants, and those officials were directing everyone to load things into the carriage.

The mighty carriages were discharged dozens of feet, and there were as many as twenty or thirty carriages.

Including those who followed on foot, the whole team probably numbered as many as five or six hundred people.

It seems that the Son of Heaven is going to take all the money he saved in Changyi to Chang'an.

Because people came and went, the arrival of the king style did not immediately attract the attention of others, and the miscellaneous servants who came and went almost knocked down the king several times.

"Eh, old man, there's chaos here, you have to be careful!" It was Meng Ban who was recruited to the workshop by Liu He a few months ago.

At this moment, he was directing his three sons to load a carriage with some carpentry tools.

These eating guys were all given to him by the king of Changyi a few months ago. In addition, there are many patterns of farm tools, which have also been pondered by Meng Ban.

People are in good spirits when they are happy, and Meng Ban and his family are naturally cool to the sky.

"How many people in this Changyi Palace are going to Chang'an?" Wang Shi asked.

"There are about seven or eight hundred people, and in any case, all of them are going to go, and not a single one is left."

Wang Shi was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that there were more people than he thought.

He looked at the end of the line in the distance, and the Changyi orphans he taught were also busy piling up their luggage in the car.

"What time did you leave?"

"I don't know this, I have to ask Dai Yuanjun, old man, you stand on the side, we are busy, don't touch you."

Meng Ban obviously didn't recognize Wang Shi, otherwise he wouldn't dare to speak like this to an envoy with a rank of a thousand stones.

"Good, good!" Wang Shi was not angry, and squeezed into the flow of people by himself, and walked towards the Changyi Palace.

Not long after, Wang Shi was outside the Fuyao Hall and found Dai Zong.

"Wang Fu, why are you here?" Dai Zongzheng was very busy, but as soon as he saw Wang Shi, he hurriedly greeted him.

"When are you leaving?"

"I'll leave tomorrow." Dai Zong replied respectfully.

"Then the old man will go together."

"Huh? Wang Fu is willing to go to Chang'an? Dai Zong asked in surprise, a few days ago, Wang Fu Ke was still reluctant to go.

"The old man has changed his mind and wants to go to Chang'an to see, what's the matter, isn't there a place for the old man in this team?"

"No, no, no, as long as Wang Fu is willing to go, there is a place at any time!"

"Okay, that's it."

"Yui!"

"The old man is going around in this palace, you go and go about your business!"

"Yui!"

Wang Shi put his hands behind his back and turned around in the Changyi Palace.

Most of the palaces have been emptied, and in some places they are overgrown with weeds, showing signs of rabbits and rats.

It is estimated that it will not be long before Changyi Palace will be completely abandoned.

At least twenty years later, when the Son of Heaven has many sons and has reached adulthood, will there be a new king here.

Wang Shi couldn't help but think of the scene of the Son of Heaven in this palace, this young Son of Heaven was able to gain a firm foothold in Chang'an so quickly, it was really unseemly.

And Wang Shi is also thinking, what can he do to help the Son of Heaven?

Playing against Huo Guang in the court? Behind the scenes, he advises the Son of Heaven...... I'm afraid that I can't do it when I'm old and frail.

After thinking about it, Wang Shi knew that he could only help the Son of Heaven appease those Confucian scholars.

At this time, Wang Shi came to a side courtyard and saw several slaves throwing some bamboo slips into the bamboo basket, listening to what they said, they were going to take them and burn them.

"Stop, it's all bamboo slips with words written, how can you burn them indiscriminately, it's crazy!" Wang Shi walked over with some anger and stopped them.

Several slaves saw that it was the king's style and hurriedly saluted.

"Where did all these bamboo slips come from?" Wang Shi casually picked up a scroll and asked.

"These are all copied by His Majesty in the past few years, and it was mentioned in His Majesty's letter to Dai Yuanjun, let Dai Zhijun burn them." The slave said carefully.

Wang Shi opened the volume in his hand, it was actually "Shangshu", which was covered with dust, and it was not a short time to think about it.

I didn't expect Your Majesty to be quite studious in recent years.

If I get along with Your Majesty in a different way, I can see through Your Majesty's mind as soon as possible, and maybe I can teach Your Majesty some real talents.

Just by copying books, it can't make the climate,

Glancing at the bamboo slips, Wang Shi couldn't help but laugh, and finally understood why the Son of Heaven ordered people to burn these bamboo slips.

The words on it are crooked, uneven, and vertical, which is worse than a newly enlightened child.

It seems that the Son of Heaven doesn't want people to see his ugly words, right?

What a face-saving shaft!

However, the smile on Wang's face didn't last long.

The more he looked down, the more strange he felt, the big characters on the bamboo slips were clearly "Shangshu", but the small character annotations sandwiched in the middle of the big characters were something that Wang Shi had never seen.

After reading it carefully, the annotation is not quite the same as the annotations of several great Confucian scholars in circulation at the moment, and it is vaguely higher.

Wang Shi didn't dare to slack off, and immediately walked into the dusty utility room.

Today's four more 10,000 words, more finish!!

(End of chapter)