Chapter 66: The people are not making a living

Lu Tianshi's words are equivalent to directly rejecting the sage's more than 40 years of cultural governance.

Li Longji's face instantly became very embarrassed, even if you are a heavenly master, you can't talk nonsense like this, I have worked hard for forty years in exchange for today's prosperous times, for this reason, I even changed the year name from Kaiyuan to Tianbao, born in such a prosperous era, how can the people not return to their hearts?

"Li Longji, do you feel very aggrieved?"

Lu Tianshi said: "Do you think that born in the current Zhaozhao prosperous era, the people of Kyushu should be grateful, so as long as the Tang Heavenly Soldiers arrive, all the people will return to their hearts in an instant?" ”

Li Longji pursed his lips and didn't speak, but that's what his expression meant.

Lu Tianshi said: "I remember that there are a few poems like this that are used to praise your Kaiyuan prosperity. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Recalling the heyday of Kaiyuan in the past, Xiaoyi still has thousands of rooms. The rice is fat and the corn is white, and the public and private warehouses are abundant. There are no jackals on the roads of Kyushu, and the sun rises far away. Qi Su Lu is in the car class, and the male ploughing and the female mulberry are not lost. The saint in the palace played the cloud gate, and all friends in the world were glued to paint, and there was no catastrophe for more than 100 years. ”

"Color!" Suddenly, a cheer rang out from the hall.

"Lu Tianshi's poem is also a sign that the Tang Dynasty is prosperous."

"It is the best poem to describe the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty."

Lu Tianshi's gaze turned to the direction where the voice came from and asked, "Dare to ask who this one is?" ”

"Whoa!" The purple-robed official who was sitting at the head of Yang Guozhong immediately knelt down and sat up and sang with his hands crossed, and said apologetically, "Old Wei Jiansu, suddenly heard this good sentence, and he was a little out of shape for a while, please forgive Lu Tianshi." ”

Then he asked Lu Tianshi: "However, Lu Tianshi doesn't seem to have finished reading this poem?" ”

Lu Tianshi said: "It's true that I haven't finished reading it, but I have calculated these sentences in total." ”

"It's calculated?" Wei Jiansu and the ministers looked at each other, and even the poems could be deduced.

"Yes, it's a calculated verse, so it's only a few lines." Lu Tianshi said again, "I also calculated that the person who wrote this poem was a scholar named Du Fu, oh, by the way, Du Fu should not have written this poem at this time, but since I have calculated it in advance, it should be counted on his head." ”

Du fu? Li Longji wrote down the name.

Turn around and let Gao Anu be summoned as Hanlin to wait for the edict.

……

At this time, in Pingkangfang Nanqu, Duan Qijia.

Du Fu, who was drinking, suddenly stopped.

"Zimei, what's wrong with you?" Li Bai asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden whim, as if something good is going to fall on my head." Du Fu waved his hand and said, "Let's continue with the wine order, is this my turn?" Hold on. ”

……

Xingqing Palace calyx Xianghui Building.

Lu Tianshi laughed and said: "Du Fu's poem is indeed wonderful, and He Zhizhang's Taihe Taihe can be said to be full of the Tang Dynasty, unfortunately, the scenes described in this poem are all fake." ”

"Fake?" Including Wei Jiansu, who cheered, everyone looked at each other.

Li Long basically wanted to refute, but he felt a little embarrassed to argue for himself.

At that moment, Li Longji glanced at Yang Guozhong again and again, but Yang Guozhong pretended not to see it.

If you offend the saint, you can still find a way to remedy it, but if you offend Lu Tianshi, you can't save your life, and if Lu Tianshi kills people, it's really like killing a chicken, and Qin Cha dares to kill him!

Lu Tianshi smiled and said, "It's still Du Fu, who has written these few more poems. ”

After a pause, he continued to chant: "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." The prosperity and withering are very different, and the melancholy is difficult to recount. The old wife sent to another county, and ten people were separated from the wind and snow. Who can ignore it for a long time, and share hunger and thirst. The entry was screaming, and the young son was starving. I would rather mourn, and the alleys also whimpered. He is ashamed to be a father, and he died without food. How do you know that Qiu Heden is poor and hasty. ”

The ministers in the hall looked at each other, the words of the heavenly master are serious, Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road?

Hearing the horn at the beginning, the young son is dying of hunger? How do you know that Qiu Hedeng is poor and hasty? This verse describes the troubled times, and the prosperous times can be described as incompatible, too much, too much, too much!

"Phew!" Li Longji slammed the luminous cup on the table, his expression gloomy.

However, Li Longji still couldn't hold back and didn't get angry, the key was that he didn't have the courage to get angry at Lu Tianshi.

But Du Fu, who had just "Jane in the emperor's heart", lost his favor in an instant, and this son was not available.

……

Pingkangfang Nanqu, Duan Qijia.

Du Fu, who had just finished the order, suddenly sighed.

Cui Hao, who was sitting at the bottom of Du Fu, frowned and asked, "Zimei, what's wrong with you?" How do you feel a little uncertain tonight? But what happened to the family? ”

"That's it, it's just that I suddenly felt a sadness in my heart."

Du Fu covered his left chest and said, "It seems that I have lost something extremely precious." ”

……

Xingqing Palace, calyx Xianghui Building.

Yang Guozhong refused to speak, but Wei Jiansu took the initiative to speak.

"Heavenly Master, although these lines of Du Fu's poems are also brilliant, but the scene described is an exaggeration, even in the prosperous era, the lazy and stupid people are still hungry and cold, but these people are a minority after all, most of them will definitely be fed, how can there be such tragic things as frozen bones on the road, the young son has died of hunger, and Qiu Hedeng died in a hurry?"

"What, don't you believe it?" Lu Tianshi said suddenly, "Is there a Hebei magistrate in the palace?" ”

The three-story hall was silent, and the civil officials and military generals present hung their heads in unison.

Can't afford to provoke the battle between Lu Tianshi and the saints, how dare they, who are courtiers, get involved?

Li Longji's bullish temper came up, he would never believe that today would be the tragic phenomenon that Lu Tianshi said.

At that moment, Li Longji glared at Yang Guozhong and asked, "Right Minister, are there any Hebei officials who have returned to Beijing recently?" ”

"Yes, of course there is." Yang Guozhong subconsciously wanted to recommend his cronies, but when he said this, he suddenly reacted that this was not a good thing, and immediately changed his words, "Qinghe County ordered Zhang Xun's term of office to expire, and he has returned to Chang'an, and he is having a banquet with his colleagues in the hall on the first floor. ”

Zhang Xun, Zhang Xun, who made you refuse to go the way of your true appearance?

You deserve to be unlucky, and whether you can survive or not depends on your creation.

"Quickly summon Zhang Xun to the third floor." Li Longji said in a deep voice.

Gao Lishi immediately went downstairs in person, and soon came up with a green-robed official.

Tang system, the third grade of the senior officer wears purple, the fourth and fifth grades wear scarlet robes, the sixth and seventh grades wear green robes, the eighth and ninth grades wear the early Qingchu, and the county order is the seventh grade, wearing light green official robes.

"Minister, Qinghe County Commander Zhang Xun, knock to see the saint, knock to see Lu Tianshi."

Zhang Xun still has a clear distinction, he is an official in the world, so he worships the saint first, and then the immortal.

"No." Li Longji said, "Lu Tianshi, the right talent, recited a few lines of poetry with me and the ministers in the palace, saying that this is the scene in Hebei today, and I and the ministers don't believe it, so I called you to come and testify." ”

"This?" Zhang Xun hesitated, "I don't know what kind of poem it is?" ”

Li Longji repeated the poems just now.

Hearing these poems, Zhang Xun immediately felt his blood surge.

Are the scenes described in these verses true? True, of course!

As the former county magistrate of Qinghe County, Zhang Xun knows better than anyone what the scene of Hebei is at this time?

These few lines of Lu Tianshi's poems are not excessive, but far from enough to describe the tragedy in Hebei counties!

After entering Beijing, Zhang Xun had truthfully played the tragic situation in Qinghe County and even Hebei counties to the Chen court, but the court never gave any response, and now it seems that his recital has been withheld.

At that moment, Zhang Xuncha sang with his hand: "Saint, these poems chanted by Lu Tianshi are not true!" ”

"Not true?" Lu Tianshi frowned suddenly, it shouldn't be, Zhang Xun is a Qing official, it stands to reason that he shouldn't talk nonsense with a conscience, he should ask for his life for the people of Hebei.

Li Longji breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Lu, it seems that there are also mistakes and omissions in your Heavenly Machine deduction. ”

However, as soon as Li Longji's voice fell, Zhang Xun continued: "Because the situation of the people of Hebei is ten times more tragic than the poems and writings chanted by Lu Tianshi, from the Kaiyuan period to the twelfth year of Tianbao, Hebei and even the whole Shandong have been plagued continuously, coupled with the fact that the imperial court has repeatedly used troops in Anxi and Liaodong, and the taxation is not calculated, and the people of Shandong are already miserable!" ”

"What do you say? The people have no means of making a living! When Li Longji heard this, his face turned blue with anger.

The prosperous era that Li Longji was proud of turned out to be a troubled era in Zhang Xun's mouth?