Chapter 2780: The Emperor and His Ministers Discuss the Scenery in the Imperial Garden; the Sharp Edge Still Needs to Be Hidden in the Scabbard

"Wei Gong, this painting is so fierce, how can I visualize the appearance of this fierce god?"

Since Xu Qi'an knew that Wei Yuan's martial arts realm was advanced, he would not let go of the wool-gathering act of whoring for free and quickly asked for advice.

"Xu Zisheng has already warned you. I'll see you tomorrow. It's because you are so curious that you hurt yourself. You deserve it!"

A clear air rose in Wei Yuan's eyes. He looked at the picture of the Dharma. There was a faint white light hidden under the dark ink. That was the awe-inspiring righteousness, which was being integrated into the ink little by little, killing the fierce spirit. It only takes one day to reduce the evil spirit of the fierce god to the point where Xu Qi'an can bear it.

"This picture contains Xu Zisheng's awe-inspiring righteousness, which can suppress the evil spirit. Tomorrow, your painting will no longer be evil!"

Xu Qi'an was slightly surprised when he heard this, and hugged the scroll in his hand tighter. He lowered his head and glanced at the picture of the Dharma in his arms. There was a curiosity in the depths of his eyes, and he asked Wei Yuan for advice.

"Mr. Wei, how far has Mr. Xu reached that he can actually hurt me with just a painting!"

Although Xu Qi'an knew that Xu Zisheng was the chosen son, the protagonist of heaven and earth, with strong cultivation and was called the number one Confucian and Taoist person in the world by Wei's father, he did not know Xu Zisheng's realm strength. Now this painting finally allowed him to see the tip of the iceberg. That kind of power made him feel unfathomable and incomprehensible, like a deep abyss and an unreachable sky. He couldn't see the end at a glance and couldn't even imagine it.

After Wei Yuan heard the words, he remained silent and walked to the window. Just as Yang Qianhuan said, he left Xu Qi'an with a figure of a master. He looked up at the bright sun outside the window. After a long time, he spoke quietly. road.

"To the outside world, he claims that he is a second-grade scholar, but I don't know whether it is true or not?"

Xu Qian's whole body was shocked when he heard this. He was a second-grade Confucian. That's awesome. Since the Yasheng of the Cheng family established the Imperial College, Neo-Confucianism has occupied the mainstream of the Confucian community, imprisoning the thoughts of scholars, and obliterating the spirituality of scholars. Confucianism has not existed for nearly two hundred years. A person has entered the realm of a second-grade Confucian scholar and has declined to this point. Unexpectedly, Xu Zisheng can break the shackles of Neo-Confucianism, break through the second-grade Confucianism, and become the first person in two hundred years. He is worthy of being a son of luck. It is impossible to speculate using common sense.

"What Mr. Wei means is that Mr. Xu may not be a second-grade scholar?"

Xu Qi'an heard the implication of Wei Yuan's words, his eyes were extremely shocked, his pupils dilated, and he looked at Wei Yuan's back in disbelief. Don't tell me, Dad Wei is extremely charming at this time. He can't really Like Yang Qianhuan said, in order to increase the sense of mystery and demeanor, he turned his back to us on purpose.

Wei Yuan slowly turned around, with his back to the sun. The golden light fell on his black hair. The light and shadow made him look particularly sacred and tall at this time. The expression on his face was extremely complicated, ranging from confusion to confusion. Relief, fear, joy, Xu Qi'an saw so many emotions on Wei Yuan's face for the first time.

"I don't know either. After all, Xu Zisheng can't speculate with common sense!"

Having said this, Wei Yuan paused for a moment, and all the expressions on his face disappeared and turned into calm. Only a touch of relaxation appeared in the depths of his eyes, and he spoke in a brisk tone.

"But it is a blessing for Dafeng to have Xu Zisheng. He is the hope of Dafeng! In the past, I was alone and was criticized by the civil servants. Every day, memorials criticizing me could be piled up on the desk of the imperial study. Now that I have Xu Zisheng The assassin of the minister, the civil servants are playing with him every day, but few of them pay attention to him, so I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"

Wei Yuan was born as an eunuch and had both civil and military skills. He was naturally hostile to the civil service group, so he was always under siege by the civil service group. However, now there appeared Xu Zisheng, who was born in the noble group and had the status of a scholar, but betrayed the Imperial Academy. It can be said that he became The biggest enemy of the civil service group, after all, there is a saying that traitors are more hated than enemies.

Xu Zisheng was a traitor to the Imperial College and was the most hated person by the civil service group. However, due to Xu Zisheng's powerful strength, they did not dare to use underhanded tactics and could only attack Xu Zisheng openly.

Unfortunately, the effect was not great. Emperor Yuan Jing, a chess player, was unwilling to let Xu Zisheng's sharp sword break. He needed Xu Zisheng to compete with the civil servant group and maintain the balance of the court. Only in this way could he practice Taoism with peace of mind and seek immortality.

Xu Qian'an was shocked when he heard this. Who is Wei Yuan? He is the most outstanding official in the dynasty, both civil and military. He is the backbone of Dafeng, Dinghaizhen, the official of the brachial system, and the pillar of the country. Xu Qian usually complains about Wei Yuan's loss of a good chicken. , but I have great admiration for him in my heart. Such a person actually thinks that Xu Zisheng can be on par with him, or even faintly surpass him.

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Royal palace, royal garden. Xu Zisheng walked with Emperor Yuan Jing in the Imperial Garden. The sunshine was warm. This royal garden covers an area of ​​more than 20 acres and is planted with various precious flower species and trees. Winter and spring are two completely different scenery. Have style.

"The frost has killed all the grass and the flowers and trees are withered. This seemingly depressed scene has a different flavor when you look closely."

Emperor Yuan Jing put his hands behind his hands and sighed with meaning. He was wearing a loose Taoist robe and had an ethereal and refined temperament. He did not look like an emperor who had been in charge of the government for decades, but more like a Taoist priest with an indifferent temperament.

Behind Emperor Yuan Jing, Xu Zisheng, who was half a body behind, rolled his eyes speechlessly, seemingly disapproving of Emperor Yuan Jing's words, without any fear or respect, and even said something treasonous.

"Your Majesty is wrong. Depression has never been a scenery since ancient times!"

Faced with the rebuttal of the young Minister of War, Emperor Yuan Jing just smiled on his face and pretended not to care. However, there was a bit of coldness in the depths of his eyes, like ten thousand years of ice. It was frighteningly cold. Shang said calmly.

"When spring comes next year, flowers will naturally bloom again."

"Depression is only temporary, there is still vitality, it just doesn't show up!"

Xu Zisheng didn't save any face for Emperor Yuan Jing, as if he just didn't want the Taojun Emperor to feel comfortable, so he continued to speak arrogantly.

"It's still early next spring. I don't know how long this depression will last. Will the hidden vitality still have a chance to sprout?"

Emperor Yuan Jing finally couldn't pretend anymore and turned back to look at Xu Zisheng. With a bit of anger and displeasure on his face, he questioned Xu Zisheng.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

The more angry Emperor Yuan Jing became, the happier Xu Zisheng felt, and the brighter the smile on his face became. He swept across the entire imperial garden and spoke.

"The sight of flowers in full bloom is beautiful, but when spring passes and winter comes, the prosperity fades away. Your Majesty, look at those evergreen trees all year round. No matter the spring wind, autumn moon, summer or winter snow, they still exist.

“Shoveling away the complicated and diverse flowers and plants and leaving the trees that are evergreen all year round is the long-lasting solution.”

Emperor Yuan Jing suppressed his anger and looked sideways with cold eyes. Da Xu Zisheng smiled with gentle eyes and did not take a step back. The monarch and his ministers looked at each other for a long time. Emperor Yuan Jing sighed and comforted himself in his heart. He was not angry. He was not worthy of being angry. After a long time, he spoke calmly.

"If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them. If they are piled up on the shore, the current will be turbulent. If you walk higher than others, the crowd will be wrong. Learn from the past, and overturn the car and follow the track."

"You can't be without edge, but it's not good to have too much edge. It can easily hurt others and yourself!"

Xu Zisheng disagreed with this. He looked at Emperor Yuan Jing with his clear eyes, the smile on his face faded, and he retorted calmly but firmly.

"Only when the sword is sharp can it cut flowers and grass. There is no such thing as too much!"

For some reason, Emperor Yuan Jing did not dare to look at Xu Zisheng. His eyes flickered away and looked at the Depression Imperial Garden again. He saw the chilling atmosphere of winter in this bleak scene and said quietly.

"After all, you and I are not from the same place. We have different views on the scenery. No one can convince the other. There is no point in continuing to argue!"

"I'm a little tired, please step back!"

Xu Zisheng looked at Emperor Yuan Jing who had murderous intent in his heart, and smiled slightly, without fear at all. If you want to play tricks on me, I will let you know what flipping the table is. I am familiar with this thing of Qing Jun. I promise to find it for you in the cold palace. A bleak palace for you to admire enough.

"I resign!"

Xu Zisheng bowed his hands in a disrespectful manner, turned around and left, seemingly not feeling the killing atmosphere in the Royal Garden.

Looking at Xu Zisheng's back, Emperor Yuan Jing's face showed no expression, like a cold sculpture.

The great eunuch watched from a distance, not daring to get close. I don’t know how long it took, but the cold wind blew by. Emperor Yuan Jing felt a chill, and then he took steps to return to the way he came. Seeing this, the great eunuch quickly put the clothes in his hands over his head. He was very skillful when it came to Emperor Yuan Jing, and he was worthy of being Emperor Yuan Jing's confidant.

Emperor Yuan Jing kept walking, firmly but calmly, and asked the eunuch behind him without looking back.

"You said what should I do if a knife is too sharp?"

The great eunuch showed a little surprise when he heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was a look of hesitation on his face. Although he understood some things, he did not want to say them out. He would make mistakes if he said too much. He had served Emperor Yuan Jing for more than 20 years. He is a close person who never talks too much and adheres to the principle that silence is golden.

Emperor Yuan Jing also knew the temperament of the eunuch beside him very well and knew his concerns, so he spoke.

"You don't need to worry about it, just say what you think!"

When the great eunuch heard this, he knew it was impossible not to say anything. He hesitated for a moment, bent his back even more, lowered his head, stared at the ground, and spoke carefully.

"If the knife is too sharp, it will easily hurt your hand. It is better to use another knife!"

When Emperor Yuan Jing heard this, he paused and turned back to look at the frightened eunuch. His eyes were so deep that one didn't know what he was thinking.

"But what if I have to use this knife?"

Emperor Yuan Jing didn't know how to replace people. It's easy to ask gods but difficult to send them away. Xu Zisheng has become the Minister of the Ministry of War without any fault. How can he be replaced so easily? Moreover, there is no one in Dafeng who can replace Xu Zisheng, and there is no way to check and balance Wang Wenzhen. Others, although the knife is too sharp, it has to be used.

"Then just put a scabbard on this sword and reduce its sharpness!"

The great eunuch raised his head and glanced at Emperor Yuan Jing, then buried his head deeply again and whispered.

Emperor Yuan Jing thought deeply after hearing this. After a moment, he stepped forward again, with light steps and a feeling of relaxation.

"Scabbard! That's right!"

The great eunuch then breathed out slowly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and followed Emperor Yuan Jing step by step. His heart was still pounding in his chest, making him feel a tightness in his chest.

Party struggle is a double-edged sword. It can maintain the status of Emperor Yuan Jing, but it can also disrupt the situation of the government. The more parties there are, the fiercer the fight. Over time, no one cares about government affairs, and all they can think about is how to conspire and defeat their opponents.

The chaotic situation in the court is beneficial to Emperor Yuan Jing. The more intense the fight between the parties, the more he can practice Taoism with peace of mind. If one party or two parties dominate, the court will be out of the control of Emperor Yuan Jing.

But if the party is eliminated, it will not work. There is no party in the court, and there are all kinds of strange things. Emperor Yuan Jing's means of checking and balancing the court are somewhat inappropriate. There is no need to support so many parties. It is only necessary to maintain three evenly matched parties. Because no matter what field, the triangle is the most stable. If there are only two parties, they may form an alliance in private, appearing to be incompatible on the surface, but colluding behind the scenes. But if there are three parties, it is difficult for them to reach a consensus on interests, and the court will be relatively stable, which is convenient for checks and balances.

Of course, marriage is an exception. The marriage of a triangle is more lively than party disputes. It is simply a Shura field, extremely bloody.

There is such a trend in the court now. Wei Yuan is a faction, Xu Zisheng and the Wuxun Group are a faction, and the civil servants from the Imperial Academy are a faction. However, each of these factions is not peaceful and has been divided into many small factions, especially the civil servants. They are calculating and fighting each other. Fortunately, there is the Prime Minister Wang Wenzhen, who can maintain the stability of the civil servants.

On this day, the night watchman's secret sent back a secret letter, saying that Yang Chuannan, the commander-in-chief of Yunzhou, secretly colluded with mountain bandits to transport military supplies in order to seek benefits and to support the enemy.

After the secret letter was sent back to the capital, the night watchman's secret died for no reason and died silently. His real identity was an experience of the experience department of the commander-in-chief department. He died and the evidence was missing.

Wei Yuan reported the matter to Emperor Yuan Jing, and Emperor Yuan Jing sent the governor of the Censorate to Yunzhou to investigate the matter.

In the imperial study, Xu Zisheng said very toughly with a bit of coldness on his face.

"Why waste that time? Your Majesty, please order the Yunzhou Commander Yang Chuannan to return to the capital. If he refuses, immediately order the troops around Yunzhou to suppress him. Why bother to deal with him!"

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned slightly when he heard this. He thought Xu Zisheng's approach was too overbearing and tough, and he didn't want to do so. He said in a deep voice.

"I have my own plan for this matter. You don't need to say more, my dear Xu!"

Wei Yuan looked at Emperor Yuan Jing and Xu Zisheng who were about to quarrel, and hurriedly said to smooth things over.

"Your Majesty, I will send night watchmen to protect the governor of the Censorate and assist in the investigation to get things clear as soon as possible!"

Emperor Yuan Jing nodded with satisfaction. Obviously, he was very satisfied with Wei Yuan's performance. He still insisted on letting the Censorate go to investigate and did not adopt Xu Zisheng's suggestion.

Xu Zisheng looked at Wei Yuan with contempt. As expected, he was born as a eunuch. You deserved to lose your good chicken. You can't be a man. You are too powerless to face Emperor Yuan Jing.

"But this is normal, after all, Wei Yuan has nothing to do!"

This matter is actually related to the Qi Party in the court. Yunzhou bandits are in great trouble and extremely chaotic. In addition to the mountain bandits occupying the terrain, they all have military supplies. They are not ordinary mountain bandits. There is someone behind them to support them. The black hand behind them is the Qi Party. They are in the capital city and cannot be controlled remotely, so they need a high-ranking official of this emperor to cooperate. This person is Yang Chuannan, the commander of Yunzhou.

Wei Yuan sent Jinluo Jiang Luzhong to be in charge of this case, and Tongluo Xu Qi'an accompanied him to find out the truth and protect the governor of the Censorate.

There are also people from the Sitianjian who follow secretly. This is a routine. The night watchman and the white-clothed magician of the Sitianjian often cooperate. On the one hand, they supervise each other, and on the other hand, they cooperate with each other.

The star-gazing tower, the Bagua Terrace, the supervisor who stood on the edge of the Bagua Terrace and observed the sky at night, his ears moved. A few seconds later, the array pattern lit up, and a figure in white standing with his hands behind his back appeared, chanting leisurely:

"Holding the sun and the moon in my hands and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world!"

Even when Yang Qianhuan was facing his teacher, the Supervisor of the Sitianjian, he turned his back to him. He slowly recited the words he heard from Xu Qian'an, full of invincible artistic conception, with his back to all living beings, quite a bit of the style of a master.

But the master suddenly found that after he finished saying this, he was imprisoned by an invisible force, and he couldn't even speak, and his face flushed with anxiety.

After a long time, Yang Qianhuan felt that the power dissipated, and his demeanor became much more respectful. He asked honestly.

"Teacher, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The Supervisor, who also turned his back to him, had a fluttering white beard and an ethereal temperament. He had the demeanor of a worldly master that made people admire him.

"Go to Yunzhou and watch"

The latter words were transmitted by the Supervisor, which was obviously very confidential and did not want to be heard by a third person.

The master and the apprentice turned their backs to each other, and Yang Qianhuan asked tentatively.

"Go secretly?"

"Yes."

"I see, what else do you want to tell me, teacher?"

"There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Jiuzhou, and there are mountains that are higher than the other mountains. When you go out, you must be low-key and humble, don't say things that you shouldn't say, and don't do things that you shouldn't do."

"Teacher, please explain it clearly."

"Be low-key, don't say that sentence everywhere, or you will get beaten."

"Okay, teacher."

Yang Qianhuan had just tried it, and humbly accepted the teacher's advice. He made up his mind that he would only say this to people who were not stronger than him in the future, so as not to be taught a lesson again.

The journey from the capital to Yunzhou is long. In order to save time, this imperial envoy team heading to Yunzhou chose to take the water route and abandoned the land route. The official ship cut through the waves, and the sails were inspiring.

The previous dynasty had built a large waterway and dug canals. Two large canals were built that ran through the north and south and the east and west. There were countless tributaries, which led to the prosperous water transport in Dafeng today. Facing the wind blowing from the river, large and small ships sailed on the river. There were both official ships and merchant ships.

Xu Zisheng stood on the bank of the canal, watching the imperial envoy team go away with a calm expression. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a black smoke suddenly rose. It was a merchant ship. They were burning the goods on their ship. Their faces were heavy, but they had to do it.

Xu Zisheng had a sharp eye and amazing vision. Even though he was several miles away, he still saw this scene in his eyes. He frowned slightly and said coldly.

"This is because the merchants don't plan to pass the customs and burn the goods to prepare for returning."

"It's really ugly to eat. The people are living in misery!"

The court set up many customs on the canal. Every time they passed a customs, they had to pay a tax. As they paid, many merchants found that even if they reached the destination and sold the goods, the silver they earned was not enough to pay the tax.