Gyeongseong, Cabinet Vice-Auxiliary, Han House.

"Lu Yu played, suggesting that Xiong Tingbi and Wang Qi stay in Liaodong together?" Han Yi threw the transcript of the transcript on the table, showing disgust: "And it is Xiong Tingbi who is in charge of civil affairs, and Wang Qi is in charge of the military, and they don't interfere with each other, this Lu Yu clings to Wang Qi's face, it's disgusting!" ”

"And this recital is not much different from the content of the recital that Wang Qi just arrived at Wenyuan Pavilion," Zuo Guangdou sat in the hall, seemingly closing his eyes and recuperating: "Wang Qi has gained power, and many people in the court have begun to stand in line. ”

"Lu Yu is a little shrimp," Yang Lian sneered: "He Xiong Tingbi is really vulgar!" For the sake of high-ranking officials, or for their own future, they don't want to be famous ministers and Confucians, but they want to be warriors and their minions! ”

Yang Lian has already classified Xiong Tingbi into the blacklist of literati scum in his heart.

Originally, Donglin wanted to cooperate with Xiong Tingbi to balance Wang Qi.

Now it seems that Wang Qi came up with a notebook, and Xiong Tingbi announced his cooperation with Wang Qi in a high-profile manner, directly slapping all cabinet members in the face.

This petition is too solid.

From now on, no matter where Xiong Tingbi goes, he will follow him for a lifetime.

"What do you think?" Yang Lian turned his head to look at several of his colleagues: "Ye Xianggao has already been eye-to-eye with Wang Qi, and the court has made suggestions for Wang Qi many times, Sun Chengzong, Xu Guangqi and others are neutral, focusing on Liaodong, it is obvious that as long as Wang Qi is in Liaodong for a day, he will support Wang Qi, and now there are Lu Yu, Xiong Tingbi and others, so that almost half of the court's forces will be on his side Wang Qi." ”

Han Yi put his hands behind his back and looked at the window: "There is another person"

Zuo Guangdou finally opened his eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty the Emperor." ”

Zhu Youxiao undoubtedly supported Wang Qi.

Marquis of Dingyuan, the general army of Liaodong, and the future royal concubine.

There are all kinds of things, it seems that Zhu Youxiao attaches great importance to Wang Qi, as long as he is not blind, he can see it.

"Maybe," after a while, Han Yi finally spoke: "The matter of Liaodong, except for Wang Qi, no one else!" ”

Han Yi's words came out.

There was silence in the hall.

"In the world, the Son of Heaven and the scholars rule together," Yang Lian said, still indignant.

"In the final analysis, it is still the emperor's prejudice against my Donglin party, or that there are people in the court, which makes the emperor's ears and eyes closed, and it is a major event in the world!" Han Yi is really a little tired, since Wang Qi's rise, Donglin seems to have never taken any advantage in his hands, and he was led by a young man who was less than twenty years old.

"If the Holy Monarch is in the court, why is it here!" I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, as soon as Yang Lian's words came out, in an instant, the three of them looked at each other.

"Heh, heh," after a while, Han Yi smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

To tell the truth, if Zuo Guangdou's words are spread, the death of the three people present will be a trivial matter.

When the time comes, Wei Zhongxian only needs one sentence: Why, if the dynasty is not a holy monarch, then who is a holy monarch? Do you want to learn Huo Guang, or learn from Sanyang?

The three of them will never be able to turn over.

"In any case, after the Liao affair is over, let's talk about Wang Qi's matter again," Han Yi didn't want to continue talking about this topic.

Because the ultimate crux of the problem is the monarch who sits in the highest position.

It's not Wang Qi or the celebrant supervisor, or some other Chu Party and Zhejiang Party.

After a long time, Zuo Guangdou and Yang Lian bid farewell to Han Yi and left the mansion.

"Zhizhi, your personality is like a fire, in the matter of Wang Qi, the old man also thinks that he should think about it in the long run, and then discuss it after the Liaodong matter is over," Zuo Guangdou bowed to Yang Lian, then bowed into the carriage and left slowly.

Yang Lian stood there, looking at Zuo Guangdou's distant frame, silent.

"My lord, are you going home?" The coachman asked, leaning forward.

"Go to the White Horse Temple," Yang Lian retracted his gaze, his expression already cold.

This White Horse Temple is not the world-famous Buddhist temple in Luoyang, but a small temple at the foot of the mountain thirty miles outside Beijing.

"Mr. Yang, you haven't been here for a long time," Xiao Shami bowed to Yang Lian in front of the door.

"Recently, there have been a lot of things at home, and there are fewer comes," Yang Lian saw Xiao Shami, a warm smile appeared on his originally cold face, and as he spoke, he took out a handful of fresh fruit from his sleeve: "Bring it to Qiming, go eat it." ”

The little novice's name is Qiming, and it sounds like the owner is very caring.

"Thank you, sir, the master is in the house, please come in," the little novice bowed again with his robe in the fresh fruit.

Yang Lian touched Shami's head before standing up, pushing the door and walking in.

"Master Sanxiang, I haven't seen you for a long time," Yang Lian stood by the door and bowed to a thin old man in the room.

"Please come in," the thin old monk lowered his head and continued to look at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand while knocking on the wooden fish.

Yang Lian entered the hall softly and sat opposite the old monk, with a table between the two.

Boiling water boils tea, and there is a gurgling sound.

"Mr. Yang has been worrying a lot lately?" After a while, the old monk closed the book and looked up at Yang Lian.

"Sort of," Yang Lian pursed his lips, his face flushed with bitterness.

There are many people who do things in the world, but those who do the right things will inevitably suffer the most criticism.

"You're not sure if you're going to keep going down this road?" The old monk asked.

"No!" Yang Lian firmly vetoed, and then said: "I just think that there are too many stubborn fools in the world, which is really disappointing. ”

"Who is that foolish man in the heart of the benefactor?" The old monk opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Yang Lian not far away.

"I have a question," Yang Lian did not answer the old master's words, but asked rhetorically: "In this world, what is a holy monarch?" ”

The old monk smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Yang Lian, folded his hands and said: "The Holy Monarch can only be born, not in the future!" Maybe what you did was vain in the end, and the person sitting in the hall did not have any thoughts. ”

"Why don't you feel anything?" Yang Lian frowned.

"Non-Saint Monarch, how do you feel?" The old monk asked.

Hearing the old monk's words, Yang Lian lowered his head and fell silent.

"However, the old monk has a point," the monk named Sanxiang reached out and took the hot tea from the stove and poured tea for Yang Lian and himself.

"I want to hear about it."

"Today, there is a younger brother in the saint, whose name is said," the old monk opened and closed his lips and teeth, and said three words: "Zhu Youzhen." ”

"I can't do Yin Huo's thing, I have no real power, and I don't have this thought," Yang Lian shook his head, without the slightest surprise on his face.

Apparently, they have already discussed this matter with each other.

"Haha, Lord Yang, the words are so full, I don't want to do it now, it doesn't mean I can't do it in the future," the old monk looked at Yang Lian fixedly.

The seed is planted first, and if you are not angry in the future, it will inadvertently grow into a towering tree.

"In three years, King Xin will be a vassal domain," the old monk pushed a cup of tea in front of Yang Lian: "The poor monk has calculated, it is a place where the dragon is tenged." ”

Yang Lian lowered his head and looked at the hot tea, his eyes flowing with the water waves.

Chapter 5. It's finally finished.

(End of chapter)