In the Prince's Mansion in Xiangfan City.
The young King of Jing An, Zhao Xun, was summoned to Guangling to quell the rebellion. So far, he had not made any contributions. The large Qingzhou was handed over to a blind man who was also young. It was peaceful. He did not make any outstanding achievements, but he did not degenerate to the point where he had to use self-deprecating methods to win the trust of the new King of Jing An. It could be said to be a model example of a ruler and his minister being compatible. It was somewhat similar to the partnership between the King of Yan and Nalan Youci.
After nightfall, the stars twinkled. Lu Suan stood under the eaves and raised his head to "look" at the resplendent starry sky. Next to him was the maidservant that Prince Jingan's estate had placed at his side. He never thought that after spending so much time together, they would end up in the same boat. But this might not necessarily be the young Prince Jingan's original scheme.
"Teacher, you asked the Prince to only lose and not win. When the time comes and the Zhao Family loses face, the Emperor will most likely blame you, right?"
"Of course he will, and it will be a heavy punishment."
"Then why did the Prince agree?"
"When the old and the new take over, the new Emperor will bring in new officials. The close and distant relationships of the past will be overturned. Often, it is not about contributions, only loyalty. It is about enough to use a few thousand lives in Qingzhou to show loyalty. When the old Emperor deliberately suppresses someone, it is to pave the way for the new Emperor to use. Otherwise, who will remember the good of the new Emperor? Most of the wise Emperors who retired from the stage in history liked to do things in such an obscure way because they were worried that the new Emperor would have no one to use. Also, chaos is inevitable. After His Royal Highness loses this time, other than expressing his stance with the Emperor and the Crown Prince, he can also take the opportunity to remove himself from the chaotic world and observe the changes quietly. "
"Teacher, do you count as a scholar who knows everything in the world without going out?"
"I, as a teacher, am still lacking compared to Mister Yuan of Great Peace City and Mister Nalan of the King of Yan."
"Teacher, you are too modest!"
Blind Lu Xu smiled but did not speak.
"Teacher, tell me some more principles. Although I don't understand, I like to hear them."
"How can there be so many principles? I am just full of complaints."
"Teacher, don't be angry when I say this. If one day Wangye uses me to threaten Mister, Mister can rest assured. Isn't it difficult to use a dead person to threaten a living person? "
"Don't do anything stupid. If you kill yourself, with Zhao Xun's personality, I won't be far from death either. Otherwise, he won't be able to sleep well with a so-called confidant that he can't control. "
"Sir, are you helping me find a lame excuse to live?"
"You're not stupid. But to be honest, this reason is not lame. "
"Sir, you're a good man. Are you tired of living like this? "
"What's so tiring about it? At the very least, it's easier than cheating people by gambling in Yongzi Alley a few years ago."
"Sir, I think you have great wisdom!"
"But I can't tell whether you're wearing new clothes or old ones."
"I'll know if I touch it …"
"Hmm?"
"After taking it off."
"See no evil …"
"Sir, don't you like to say that you're blind?"
Lu Xu suddenly laughed.
Then he said softly, "Zhao Xun, Xun, 'Huainanzi' is called a beautiful jade, but if you break it down, isn't it a Xun Emperor?"
Lu Xu sighed, "The backbone of us scholars will be broken in a few days."
— —
It was the same night, but far away at the border.
Along with the sound of horse hooves in the distance, Ji Zhou's Wild Goose Castle, which was not inferior to a border town, was like a giant beast that had been awakened. Almost instantly, countless lanterns and torches lit up at the same time, illuminating the castle as bright as day. There was a moat outside Wild Goose Castle. As the city gate was opened, the bridge was slowly lowered. The seven or eight riders did not need to wait for a moment before they rode their horses onto the bridge and entered Wild Goose Castle. Inside the city gate, a large group of Li family members were kneeling in Wild Goose Castle. There was the reclusive Old Castle Master Li Chulin, the eldest son Li Yuanya who had specially rushed home from Ji Xi, and a group of elders who were rarely seen. No one was absent. Other than Li Huoli, the eldest son Li Huoli who had suddenly died after traveling south to Jiangnan, the entire Li family, who was like a local tyrant in Ji Zhou, was present. Even the Old Castle Master's 80th birthday two years ago was not as grand as this. The leader of the seven or eight riders had an unfamiliar face. His face was pale, and he looked like he could not stand the extreme cold of the winter in the north. He wore a thick fox fur coat from Liaodong. Probably because he was old, he had already nurtured his loftiness to be very restrained and did not give off an overbearing feeling. Other than the father and son pair, Li Chulin and Li Yuanya, no one in Wild Goose Castle knew the identity of this graceful man. However, with the help of the brilliant lights and the corner of their eyes, the others could still see some clues. The rider behind the man who was acting as an attendant was actually the only great pillar of Liyang, General Gu Jiantang. The members of the Li family kneeling on the ground, other than the ignorant teenagers and ignorant children, all guessed the identity of this man. For a moment, their eyes were filled with awe, anxiety, and pride. What a great honor it was to have such a distinguished guest visit them. How glorious was it to bring glory to their family? Perhaps because Gu Jiantang had reminded them before, Li Chulin and Li Yuanya only knelt to welcome him and did not greet him superfluously. The man dismounted from his horse and smiled warmly. "The north is cold, and the land is cold. Besides, 'The Records of Rites of the Kings' states that eighty strokes of the rod should be used in court. Old Castle Master, please rise. Everyone else, don't kneel."
The six riders behind him dismounted at the same time. General Gu Jiantang, who was in light armor and carrying a saber, stepped forward silently and helped the man lead his horse.
Li Chulin stood up carefully. Every wrinkle and crevice on his haggard and dignified face seemed to emit a strange brilliance. The old man, who was particularly tall, still bent slightly after getting up. He probably did not dare to let the man five steps away raise his head and speak. In terms of physical condition, Li Chulin, who was eighty years old but was still strong, looked more like a "young man" than the man in front of him. At least, Li Chulin gave others the impression that his heroic spirit had not diminished in the past. On the other hand, the guest who visited Wild Goose Castle in the middle of the night seemed to be unable to hide his exhaustion. Especially with the invisible contrast of the martial arts grandmaster Gu Jiantang, he seemed to be even more lethargic.
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