After this poor old Confucian entered Beijing and entered the court, the entire capital was boiling.

Because it is rumored that this poor old Confucian is the emperor who disappeared inexplicably forty years ago. At the time of his disappearance, the Son of Heaven of the current Eastern Pole Empire was still a teenager. This old man can be regarded as the enlightenment teacher of today, and he was also the leader of the Manchu civil officials back then.

At that time, this emperor's words were even heavier than the weight of the emperor's son, if he was an ordinary person, with such power in his hands, he would definitely be blinded by lard, and then act at will and squander the power in his hands. However, this emperor is different, he only thinks about how to "open peace for all generations", and does not advocate the use of soldiers and horses to invade the empire when dealing with vassal dynasties, but advocates the use of Confucianism and Taoism to resolve most of the contradictions. This was an advanced idea and statement at that time, but no one refuted it at that time, not that he didn't dare, but what this emperor said was reasonable, and he couldn't find fault with the rules and regulations. At that time, many old foxes racked their brains, and could hardly find a single flaw. Even if a defect is occasionally found, it is all invisibly repaired and perfected by this emperor, and then everything is resolved.

The East Pole Empire can have the peak of its current power, and most of it comes from the handwriting of this imperial emperor back then. His handwriting can often be used for ten or decades, and some people even speculate that some practices will not be effective until a hundred or hundreds of years later. This is not shocking, not amazing!

The Manchu ministers of that generation were all impressed by it, because he didn't care about many interests and the so-called "great power", so at that time, no matter how fierce the factional party struggle in the court was, he could wait for himself to be alone. Of course, he doesn't disdain or doesn't care about the so-called factions, party strife or anything, because in his eyes, there is only the world and the people.

After the poor old Confucian entered the palace, the emperor invited him to the imperial study and talked with him alone.

"Sir, you have been missed all these years. Li Xuanji, the emperor of the empire, invited the poor old Confucian to sit on the purple gold sandalwood carved dragon wooden chair he usually made, with an eager expression.

The poor old Confucian shook his head, saying that he would not sit on the expensive wooden chair, and then stood and looked at Li Xuanji, and said indifferently: "Now the empire is not badly organized. ”

Li Xuanji smiled and nodded, "It is generally a continuation of many of the strategies formulated by Mr. back then, and the students have only slightly modified them with the changes of the times." The students did not dare to ask for credit, so all this is the credit of the gentleman. ”

The poor old Confucian smiled faintly, "What? Do you want to make me a big official, or give me ten thousand taels of gold?"

Li Xuanji tightened his cheeks and said in a deep voice: "Mr.'s merits, the whole country, no one can compare, even if there are more rewards, no one dares to say anything." Even if someone dares to say something, the students can't say it!"

The poor old Confucian smiled indifferently and stroked his white beard, "The official hat and money bag, do I need them?"

"Mr. credit can be overwhelming, students ......"

"Okay, okay, if I want to give a reward, I ...... the money for drinks in the future" The old Confucian waved his hand and pointed to the wine jug on his waist.

This brown flask hanging from the waist, with scratches on the surface, exudes an incomparably quaint atmosphere, apparently wearing it for many years to achieve this state.

Li Xuanji's tense face relaxed at this time, and he said with a smile: "Mr.'s wine money is all paid by me personally." ”

The poor old Confucian smiled, then restrained his smile, and took out a piece of parchment rolled together from his arms, "Xuanji, this is a rough map of the geographical situation of the world that I have drawn after walking in the rivers and lakes for forty years. ”

Then he added: "There is also a carriage of all its affairs, large and small, which are written down on a scroll of paper, and the carriage must have arrived at the gate of the palace by this time." ”

After a while, sure enough, a big eunuch came to the imperial study to report the situation.

Li Xuanji personally issued an edict and ordered someone to quickly bring the paper scroll on the carriage to the imperial study.

A moment later, a dozen Ouchi guards carefully held a stack of books and brought them to the imperial study.

Li Xuanji began to look at it anxiously, and the poor old Confucian directly drank the wine that Li Xuanji, a student just now, poured for him with a flask, which looked delicious.

From morning to noon, then to afternoon, then to evening, and finally straight to the second day.

Li Xuanji had been looking at those paper rolls intently, and the more he looked at them, the brighter his eyes became, and the shorter his breathing became. In the end, he suddenly raised his head, and then walked in front of the poor old Confucian student, and deeply made a gesture to the poor old Confucian student.

The poor old Confucian just continued to drink, and in the face of the emperor's son, he accepted it calmly.

"Sir, you should be the first emperor in the history of the empire!" Li Xuanji sighed.

"It's just that the people of our empire, the people of the world, will have fewer deaths. ”

"Sir's mellow heart will be passed down through the ages!" Li Xuanji, who usually almost never praises people, said with a torch in his eyes at this time.

"However, I am still the same as back then, from my personal point of view, I feel that it is inappropriate to use force to fight Zhongzhou. The poor old Confucian stared at Li Xuanji and said in a deep voice.

Forty years ago, he saw what the emperor wanted to do, at that time, he couldn't accept what he thought in his heart, so it can be said that he left Chang'an City with "negative energy", and even left the Eastern Regions, and began to walk the world. After walking countless miles, reading countless joys and sorrows, and reading countless books, he still has this idea, and feels that Zhongzhou cannot be beaten.

Li Xuanji smiled bitterly when he heard this, "No matter what other gentlemen say, the students will listen to it and agree with it, but this matter alone is the bottom line of the students, and the students will not listen to the words of the gentleman!"

The poor old Confucian also knew that this was the case, "I will not interfere with all this, what I want to do in my life is to make the Eastern Regions peaceful and unified." ”

Li Xuanji nodded, looked at his enlightenment teacher with a serious face, and said, "Don't worry, I believe what Mr. says." In the future, if someone chews his tongue around me and says something bad and wrong about the gentleman, I will always stand on the side of the gentleman. I believe sir. In my Li Xuanji's eyes, sir, you will always be my husband and my teacher. ”

The poor old Confucian shook his head slightly, then nodded again, looking at this student who was once no more than his shoulder height, but now half a head taller than him, and said happily and sadly: "I have really grown up......"

After the two talked a lot about the unification of the Eastern Regions—basically Li Xuanji asked for advice and questions—and then the two of them were tired and tired.

This pair of emperors, emperors, teachers, and students fell asleep on the soft floor temporarily prepared by the imperial study.

In this discussion in the imperial study, the two of them obviously liked the identities of Mr. and student. and not the status of a king or a courtier.

In a daze, Li Xuanji muttered, "Sir...... Mr. ......"

The poor old Confucian whispered softly, "Yes." ”

Then Li Xuanji completely fell asleep and stopped muttering half a sentence.

In the silence of the imperial study, the pair of gentlemen and students all fell asleep with smiles.