"Your Highness, don't worry, there are princes in the court, saints are there, and justice is there, and the matter of gunpowder should not be," Zuo Guangdou stepped forward and softly comforted Zhu Youzhen.

"What Lord Zuo said is very true, Your Highness," Yang Lian bowed and said: "Tens of thousands of catties of gunpowder, this matter has nothing to do with His Highness, it is all a small mess in the house, not to mention that His Highness is in Huzhou Mansion, how to contact others?" ”

"This king. This king understands, this king will give the imperial brother some notes in a while, and explain this matter clearly," Zhu Youzhen nodded with a pale face, he couldn't wait to quickly clear the suspicion of this matter, and no longer participate in any political struggle about Wang Qi in the future.

Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou calmed down for a long time, and Zhu Youzhen, who was highly nervous, finally relaxed, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Zuo Guangdou looked at Zhu Youzhen, who was still frowning when he was sleeping on the bed, and sighed helplessly: After all, he has not received a systematic imperial education, and Zhu Youzhen's ability to resist pressure and deal with emergencies is not as good as the one in the court after all.

Zuo Guangdou can almost imagine that if Zhu Youxiao faced this situation, I am afraid that he would directly order his subordinates to follow him and kill the domineering eunuch, besides, the hundreds of people present are all witnesses, even if it is to the court, it is to maintain the royal face.

No matter how much the prince makes a mistake, on the bright side, the court will still maintain the royal dignity.

"Wen Ru, a few words?" Zuo Guangdou stretched out his hand and asked, with a hint of expectation.

Yang Lian seemed to know what Zuo Guangdou was going to talk about, sighed at the end of his nose, turned his head to look at Zhu Youzhen, and then nodded silently: "Let's go." ”

In the front yard of Huzhou Xinwangfu, there is a newly built garden covering a wide area, the bottom of the garden is the rippling pond water that connects Taihu Lake, and the top is bent and folded, the corridor and rare trees are luxuriant, walking on it, as if walking on the lake, and at the same time marching in the quiet forest, which makes people unconsciously linger and forget to return, indulge in it.

"Today, I believe that the situation of the prince is going to be lost, and the hearts of the people in Donglin will be lost," Zuo Guangdou has always hit the nail on the head when he sees the problem, judging from Zhu Youzhen's unbearable behavior today, he is so temperamental, he can't be a superior person.

Yang Lian walked in front, listening to Zuo Guangdou's words, silent, just walking slowly, as if thinking about something.

"The imperial court is unwilling to take action against the prince in this matter, and it has not exterminated the Donglin party such as us," Zuo Guangdou did not wait for Yang Lian to reply, and continued to say to himself: "I think that there is still a trace of self-correction in the current court situation, maybe the newly formed cabinet of Wang Qi, Sun Chengzong, and Ye Xianggao can bring a trace of light to my Ming Dynasty?" ”

Click!

Yang Lian's figure froze.

"Wen Ru, maybe?" Zuo Guangdou also stood up, quietly waiting for the old friend's answer.

In fact, for so many years, there have been many contradictions between Zuo Guangdou and Yang Lian, and there are times when the views between the two are inconsistent.

"Zuo Zhizhi, do you want to shake hands with Wang Qi and make peace?" Yang Lian's voice was cold, and there was no room for relaxation.

"Wen Ru, I am planning for my family and country, not for the future of one person," Zuo Guangdou rolled up his sleeves, and then sat in the shade on the side of the corridor, and said warmly: "I heard that Liaodong is going to use swords again, and the saint is preparing to set up a special military office, of which Wang Qi is in the ranks, if Liaodong can be completely stabilized and the Jurchens are destroyed, then the world is expected to be peaceful, why should we be enemies?" ”

"Do you believe in the rule of eunuchs and military ministers?" Yang Lian turned around, still standing there, his expression had cooled: "You are full of poetry and books, do you not know the ten permanent servants, or do you not know Wang Shoucheng, or do you not know Wang Juchen?" Or do you already feel that the world is under great rule, and the seeds of scholars can be cut off? ”

"You know that I didn't mean that," Zuo Guangdou shook his head: "But since Wang Qi came to power, the world is now much more stable, Zuo secretly thinks that he can make peace with one or two, and there is no need to coerce Donglin to be an enemy everywhere, and the two fight each other, but it is my capable and loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty who are harmed." ”

"I didn't plan to come to the banquet today," Zuo Guangdou smiled bitterly: "Since coming to this beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River, the old man has gradually let go of his wanderings, and is committed to building a house to study, and he doesn't want to care about the court disputes anymore. There are Ye Xianggao in the imperial court, as well as Sun Chengzong, and he Xu Guangqi, relying only on Wang Qi alone, it is far from enough to cause trouble in the court, besides, if it is a disaster, isn't it the time for me to go out of the mountain again? ”

Zuo Guangdou's words made Yang Lian silent for a while.

After all, Wang Qi did not reveal the intention of the military ministers to disrupt the government, and the eunuch party was not beyond the control of the younger brother of the imperial power.

But that thorn is in Yang Lian's heart after all, and it can't be pulled out: Wang Mang is humble and hasn't usurped it! What's more, Han Yi and Liu Yijing died, and he Wang Qi got out of it?

"The governor of Huguang has a performance, this year's grain harvest in Huguang Province is poor, I am in charge of the household department in Nanjing, and I will leave for Wuchang in three days, can you go with me?" Zuo Guangdou still wants to pull this old friend by the hand.

Fighting with Wang Qi, before you are sure of victory, you should not show the slightest hostility.

"There are still a lot of affairs in the Ministry of Rites, you can go," Yang Lian shook his head, the look on his face was not good-looking, and without waiting for Zuo Guangdou to say anything, this former iron-blooded imperial historian had already turned around and walked into the distance.

In a trance, Zuo Guangdou seemed to hear the lyrics in the distance:

In that year, he was looking for a marquis and a horse was stationed in Liangzhou.

Where is Guan He's dream? Dusty old mink fur.

Hu is not extinguished, the temples are autumn, and tears are empty.

In this life, who expected, the heart is in the Tianshan Mountains, and the body is old in Cangzhou.

"Alas!" A heavy sigh came from Zuo Guangdou's mouth.

This old minister, who has gone through three dynasties, also has a sense of powerlessness at this moment.

Seeing Yang Lian so lonely, Zuo Guangdou was also uncertain in his heart.

However, after all, you can't spoil the country's major affairs because of your own selfishness!

Zuo Guangdou asked himself, if the roles were reversed, he would not be able to turn the tide like Wang Qi, so before Wang Qi showed such a trace of disobedience, Zuo Guangdou didn't want to be an enemy with Wang Qi.

What's more, there are still Ye Xianggao and Sun Chengzong in the court.

The "Special Military Department" looked at the sparkling water in the distance, and Zuo Guangdou muttered to himself: "I hope that everything will go well in the war in Liaodong." ”

(End of chapter)