Exhortations

An Shixiang took the letter and thought about it for two days.

He had been hesitant to help the right picker deliver the letter, and he could even guess the consequences of handing it over.

The Holy Emperor either ignored it and let this letter go like a mud cow into the sea, and there was no news. Of course, it is also possible that the Holy Emperor will find a reason to shut up this little-known right picker. Based on what he knew about the Holy Emperor, it was more likely that the Holy Emperor would ignore the letter.

As for what he said to tell the world, how many people can believe his words?

In this case, there is no problem for An Shixiang to submit this letter. However, Fan Yan's visit made him interested in this little right picker, and he felt that this Fan Yan's ability was definitely more than just being a right picker.

When I was young, I always liked to compare myself with others, and I was more fierce than I was stronger, but when I was older, I was the opposite, and it was easier to appreciate others and cherish talents more.

For Fan Yan, he cherished his talents.

He didn't want the name Fan Yan to be on the blacklist of the Holy Emperor because of this letter, with his courage, this right collector deserves a higher position, to do greater merits, to speak for more people.

An Shixiang kept the letter in his hand for two days, and this right-handed Fan also came for two days.

On the third day, An Shixiang finally made up his mind to hand over the letter, and because he cherished his talents, he wanted to support this right picker. If he doesn't even support his decision, then why can he say that he cherishes his talents?

In the past two days, the case of the eldest prince can be said to have made no progress, but it can also be said that it has gained a lot.

Under the confession of the eldest prince, Chai Xintong found a lot of evidence, and also caught a few subordinates who killed the little eunuch, killing the eunuch and framing Chai Xintong can already be convicted, and even the subordinates of the eldest prince did not resist much, and honestly surrendered to the law.

But Chai Xintong didn't just want these things, he wanted to ask about the two brothers from the mouth of the eldest prince. Several times, he looked at the smiling prince, and almost hit him in the face with his fist, and at some point, in front of everyone, the names Zhan Nan and Zhan Xu almost blurted out.

But Chai Xintong still held back, the Holy Emperor and the Bihan Division, which may appear in the future, pressed on him like two mountains, and when he wanted to persecute the Great Prince, these two mountains overwhelmed him.

In front of everyone, he could only forcibly withdraw his temper and ask some innocuous questions.

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On the first day An Shixiang handed over the letter, the Holy Emperor took a look at the letter and brought it back to the imperial study.

The Holy Emperor threw the letter on the table, sat down, and glanced at it unconsciously, this right picker whose name he couldn't even remember, actually dared to come to advise, did he think that he had more power to speak than Confucius Temple and the three old men?

The Holy Emperor snorted coldly when he thought of this, and he now pretended not to see the letter. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he thought of someone, Chai Xintong!

Why not take advantage of this opportunity and let Chai Xintong solve this matter. Let the people of the former Confucius Temple deal with the Yan Guan, and the Holy Emperor thought of this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Apricot blossom smoke and rain building.

The Holy Emperor changed into a brocade robe, and this time he did not let King Jin carry the sedan chair, but walked on foot by himself.

When he reached the door, he pulled a rusty key from his waist and opened it. A few days ago, there were a few late summer rains, and there was a damp musty smell in the restaurant.

The Holy Emperor went directly to the second floor, found the window facing the street and sat down.

There are very few people in this workshop, and in the previous dynasty, this workshop was famous. But now, the economic center has moved to the east and west markets, and to the imperial city, and all kinds of restaurants and green buildings are gorgeously decorated, and the beauties are colorful, and this kind of old-fashioned restaurant is even deserted at the beginning.

Now in the Holy Dynasty, there are very few literati who will simply climb high and look far away and express their feelings freely.

Their articles and words are more about beautiful women and fine wine, and more about lamenting that time is easy to grow old and beautiful women are no more. There are almost no good sentences like "swallowing mountains and rivers like a tiger", and sometimes even the Holy Emperor can't tell whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. In the prosperous era, the literati will pay more attention to the warm words in their ears, and in the prosperous era, the literati will care more about the fragrance of the red sleeves next to the bookcase.

The Holy Emperor looked downstairs, and Chai Xintong, who was dressed in an official robe, walked over.

Chai Xintong came up, and was about to kneel down to greet him, when the Holy Emperor's faint voice came.

"No, sit down. ”

Chai Xintong sat opposite the Holy Emperor, and there was no wine or tea on the table between the two. It's just that on the wall not far away, "Apricot Blossom Smoke and Rain Attic, a hundred years of wind and rain scattered in the world" is waiting quietly, highlighting the antiquity and decay of this building.

Chai Xintong looked around, trying to find the old man, the first and last champion of the previous dynasty.

"No need to look for it, he ran away. ”

When Chai Xintong heard this, he looked at the Holy Emperor with some surprise.

"This restaurant was originally deliberately kept by the emperor, and he survived because I asked the king of Jin to anonymously send him some money and food every month. ”

"Then how could he run?"

The Holy Emperor snorted coldly, with a playful smile on his face, as if he had thought of something interesting.

The emperor asked the king of Jin to persuade him to be an official, and when he heard that I was behind the back, he pretended to agree, but when he came back, he quietly put the key at the door and ran out of the city overnight. ”

The Holy Emperor didn't seem to be annoyed by this, but was a little happy.

"You say, will this emperor have such a loyal scholar in the future? What's more interesting is that he also left an account book, and every amount of silver funded by the emperor over the years is on it, which he used himself, and which he funded the people are all listed one by one, and finally wrote to tell the king of Jin that he will return the ones he used, and resolutely do not eat the slightest official millet. ”

Chai Xintong also smiled when he heard the Holy Emperor say this, he didn't expect such an interesting person.

Chai Xintong even made up for the situation of the little old man who was the champion of the previous dynasty blowing his beard and glaring when he wrote a letter, like an angry old child.

"This is also a good reader, I read his articles back then, and they wrote well, and the handwriting was quite beautiful. ”

"It's a pity, I'm not a reader. ”

Chai Xintong felt that the Holy Emperor seemed to have something to say, lowered his head, and listened carefully.

The Holy Emperor took out a piece of paper, the ink on which was still dry, and handed it over.

Chai Xintong raised his eyes and saw that the first line was the five big characters of "persuading the emperor to advise".

"This is the advice of a right-hand man named Fan Yan to the emperor, in the form of letters. The writing is good, but I don't like the content, you can deal with it. Originally, I kept it, and I gave you the emperor's manuscript, and his handwriting is better than the emperor's. ”

The Holy Emperor said, Chai Xintong looked down at it, and saw that it was written on the weight of national law, and the core idea was "The Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, how can the prince be exempt?"

To be honest, Chai Xintong felt that the letter was written very sincerely, and the content was to the point, and the pros and cons and logic of each were very clear. It's as if a kind teacher is trying to persuade you, without being excessive, just telling you what is wrong and guiding others.

If this letter is addressed to someone else, it will definitely have a good effect.

But this letter is addressed to the Holy Emperor, and the Holy Emperor has too much to consider, not to mention that the person alluded to in the text is his favorite son, and the only son of him and the woman he loves the most.

Chai Xintong looked at the Holy Emperor, shook his head, and pushed the letter back to the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor frowned, a little angry.

"What do you mean?"

Chai Xintong thought about it, lowered his head and suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged his fists and said: "Shu Chen can't do anything, the text carries the Tao, and the text shows the person, so it is much more accurate to look at people by text than by words." When Chen first looked at this article, he felt that Fan Yan said that this person was upright, with thousands of poems in his chest, and this person dared to write a book, which proved that he had courage and a heart for the world. Even ordinary ministers would not make a move, let alone this kind of heroic man who has long put life and death out of the way. ”

When the Holy Emperor heard this, his eyes slanted.

"Is there a lack of a knife under the emperor's helmet, and when did I say I was going to make a move?"

Chai Xintong was puzzled, and his brows were together.

"The emperor wants you Chai Xintong to persuade this Lord Fan, this letter, the emperor didn't see it, understand?"

Chai Xintong understood what the Holy Emperor meant and nodded.

After the Holy Emperor finished speaking, he vanished, leaving a rusty key on his desk and a voice in his ears.

"The scholar that the emperor hopes will have backbone and integrity, rather than indulging in the private affairs of his children. I hope that one day, you will be able to bring this building back to its glory. ”

Chai Xintong's eyes were complicated, and he looked at the key on the table, and he began to understand the Holy Emperor.

On the one hand, he secretly suppressed the Confucius Temple, but in his heart he extremely hoped that the world's scholars would be good, and he hoped that the world would be good.

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Fan Yan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Mr. Chai Xiao would ask him for an interview, and he went to the Xinghua Yanyu Building in the previous dynasty.

He faintly felt in his heart that this was the result of his letter being handed over, but he didn't know if this little Mr. Chai was entrusted by the three adults or the little master?

He didn't know, and he never thought that Chai Xintong had already broken away from the Confucius Temple and defected to the Holy Emperor.

But no matter which side it is, it should be to persuade yourself.

But when he arrived at the Xinghua Yanyu Building, he realized that he was wrong.

This Mr. Chai Xiao, the current Qincha did not persuade him, let alone analyze the situation with him, but just told him about the former owner of this building, and the two chatted for a few words, and Chai Xintong sent Fan Yan out.

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Although Chai Xintong didn't say a word, he could feel that this little gentleman was embarrassed, on the one hand, he hoped that he would persevere, and he also agreed with his own approach, but on the other hand, there seemed to be something that had to be said, although Chai Xintong didn't say it in the end, but Fan Yan still sighed.

"It's hard!"

He went downstairs, he was familiar with this place, when he was young, he often came to this place, and at that time his father was also a petty official, and he also lived in Chongrenfang.

Fan Yan knew that there was a shortcut here, and through a few small alleys, he could return to Chongrenfang faster.

He walked into the alley, the air was a little damp, the sky was overcast, the cold wind was blowing, and the cold hair stood on his back! Fan Yan felt wrong, the surroundings seemed to be a little too quiet, he always felt that there was someone behind him, but when he turned his head, there was nothing.

Fan Yan frowned, relying on his familiarity with this place when he was a child, he quickened his pace, turned a few corners, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the feeling of being targeted disappeared.

He turned his head and looked back, there was no one, patted his chest, took a deep breath, and was about to turn around and go home, when he turned around, only to see a hemp bag under it, and it was pitch black in front of him!

"Persuading My Emperor's Advice" I want to use classical Chinese, I don't know if I can get it out, let's read it tomorrow and think about it.