The old man only said indifferently, "At that time, I didn't blurt out 'Fuck your mother, how strange!' not because I didn't dare, but because I was afraid of solidifying the impression that we Beiliang scholars are vulgar in the eyes of outsiders. Now, you probably don't have such a chance. If it were you who ridiculed scholars from other places, such as the scholars from Nanjiang Path who have been hated by everyone for many years. "
The old man didn't speak frankly about the fate of the scholars from Nanjiang Path. The old man had long understood that justice was only in the heart and never in the mouth of others.
Liu Huai only returned to the main topic and said slowly, "I, Liu Huai, consider myself number one in drinking, number two in teaching, number three in chess, number four in writing, number five in shamelessness, number six in quarreling, and last in being an official. The world laughs and scolds the Imperial College's old man Liu for having ulterior motives, for wanting to be the overlord of the literary world, for holding the authority of the nation's literature in his hands, and for the imperial court to be filled with yellow and purple. How could he not be my disciple? "
The entire hall of Beiliang scholars was silent.
The old man laughed loudly and said, "Nonsense!"
The old man's expression suddenly became resolute and extremely dignified. He didn't lose to those higher-ranked and more authoritative big shots from the central government. He spoke in a deep voice, these were all words that the old man had accumulated for most of his life.
"When I entered the capital at the age of twenty, I had a wish. That is, if I can enter the imperial court one day, I will definitely not let my, Liu Huai's, predicament of studying in the capital, repeat the same mistakes of the Northern Liang scholars!"
"Liu Huai would not let the Beiliang scholars spend more money when they buy books and brushes!"
"Liu Huai would not let the Beiliang scholars be looked down upon by others because of their local accent when they speak with others!"
"Liu Huai would not let the Beiliang scholars in the imperial court speak up for the nation and plead for the people!"
The Imperial College's Left Chancellor's face turned red. He paused for a long time and laughed coldly, "Today, the world fears the Cold Party and scolds the Cold Party for being domineering. They especially hate the Cold Party for having the hardest bones!"
In the Liyang imperial court, the saying of the 'Cool Party' could only be understood and not spoken of. No one dared to directly bring it up. No one would have thought that Liu Huai, who was regarded as one of the core leaders of the 'Cool Party', would personally bring it up today!
"In my heart, I, Liu Huai, have a cold party. Among the older generation, those who are about the same age as me have already passed away, while others are still alive. For example, the old Grand Secretary Chen Wang, the old Minister Sun Yin, and the old Hanlin Yan Chiji are all of them! Outside the capital, Kou Jianghuai, Xie Xibian, Chen Xiliang, Cao Wei, Yu Luandao, Li Hanlin, Lu Chengqing, Huangfu Qian, Song Yan, Chang Sui, Hong Xinjia, Cao Xiaojiao, Wang Zhi, Hong Shuwen, Hong Yuu, and so on.
The old man laughed heartily and answered his own question, "So many great figures who will be recorded in history in the future are all members of our Cold Party. Are you afraid? Even I'm scared of it! "
The old man raised his eyebrows and said with disdain, "What? Are you saying that I seem to have forgotten about that person? That old assistant minister and old scholar who hid in Gangnam-do a long time ago? Because he's not a good person at all. Of course, I've been scolding him for many years. However, there's one thing that you might not know. In his later years, this old thing also tried to consider himself as a Beiliang citizen. Unfortunately, Jin Lanting only wanted to acknowledge his ancestors, but we, the old ancestors, were not willing to acknowledge this grandson at all. "
The old chancellor claimed to be the sixth in quarreling before he became an official. He had only heard these curses without using any obscenities. This so-called sixth was full of weight.
The old man suddenly raised his voice and said, "Liyang Ministry of War, three times Minister and seven assistant minister, Kou Jianghuai! Cao Wei! Yu Luandao! The other seven third-rank assistant ministers were all from the Beiliang Frontier Army back then! "
"Forty years, beautiful generals, half of them from Beiliang!"
"How magnificent!"
"Beiliang! How magnificent! "
"Don't forget, the clothes you wear today, the jade and jewels on your waists, and the eloquence you have today, were exchanged for four years in the beginning of Xiangfu. The Beiliang cavalry sacrificed three hundred and twenty thousand men in battle! It was the former Beiliang Palace, which is now the Administrator's Mansion, that used the three hundred and twenty thousand stone tablets with names from Mount Qing Liang in exchange for today's status! "
"Don't worry about what scholars think, I don't care, and I don't care. However, you scholars who were born in Beiliang, as long as I, Liu Huai, am alive, I hope that you will remember this day! "
"Finally, I'll say one last thing. Remember that person."
"His surname is Xu!"
The old man, who was extremely outspoken, didn't drink a mouthful of Green Ant Wine until the end of the day. He also didn't say the last sentence.
This sentence was too taboo and too heavy.
There would be no other Central Plains.
— —
The end of spring in the fourth year of Xiangfu.
The rain was as smooth as butter.
In the Grand Secretary's Mansion, there was a small pavilion by the lake. Exquisite items hung from the eaves.
Two people of the same age stood side by side. One was the young uncle of the Emperor, Yan Chiji, and the other was Kong Zhenrong, who worked in the Ministry of War. They were friends in the past, and today they were still best friends.
Kong Zhenrong said solemnly, "The Ministry of War just received news that the Beimang army suffered heavy losses outside of Jbebei City. However, the grain and troops reinforcements from Longyao State have not stopped. Jbebei City is in a bad state, and Huaiyang Pass is even worse. Liang Mang's battle will drag on for at least two to three months. "
Yan Chiji leaned on the window and smiled, "We can't even take care of ourselves. You're probably the only one who cares about this news."
Kong Zhenrong crossed his arms over his chest, grinning as he said, "This Li Hanlin fellow is truly extraordinary. The more he fights, the more valiant he becomes. After becoming the only remaining White Horse Commandant outside Northern Liang Pass, especially after the battle of Old Woman Mountain last year, he, Yu Luan Dao, Cao Wei, and Wang Jingchong's three divisions of cavalry, along with Kou Jianghuai and Xie Xi's two Liuzhou generals, beat the Southern Dynasty's soldiers inside Northern Mang's Gusai Prefecture until they cried for their fathers and mothers. I heard that they came and went like ghosts, completely tying down Northern Mang's last two main field forces. In this way, the entire Northern Mang Southern Dynasty, other than the front line to the north of Dragon Waist State, has been beaten into a sieve that leaks air from all sides. "
Yan Chiji subconsciously rubbed the stubble on his chin. It seemed to be getting pricklier. Thinking back, among the four of them, Kong Wuchi was the most mature. He was the first to have a beard. Li Hanlin often laughed at Yan Chiji for being a pretty boy. It was a pity that he was a bit ugly. He was worlds apart from Li Hanlin, so even if he sold his butt, he wouldn't be able to get much money.
Yan Chiji asked, "What do you think will happen if we stay in Beiliang?"
Kong Zhenrong had obviously thought about this question. Without hesitation, he said, "It's hard to say. You'll either be a military officer under Song Dongming at Mount Qingliang, or you'll be a military advisor with the identity of Bai Yi at Jbebei City. But I'm different. At the very least, I can be a White Horse Lieutenant like Li Hanlin!"
Yan Chiji laughed and scolded, "What a moral character! It's only because those two aren't here that you can be so arrogant. When they were here in the early years, when didn't you, Kong Wuchi, obediently act like a taciturn gourd? "
Kong Zhenrong rolled his eyes.
Back in Beiliang, Kong Zhenrong not only had the nickname of Wuchi, but he also had a famous nickname in the brothels: Philanthropist Kong! This was because every time the four of them went out to drink wine, only this big blockhead was a maverick. He would never call for any beautiful courtesan or courtesan. He would go straight to the point and say to the brothel keeper, "Call out the girl who hasn't received any guests for the longest time to accompany us." The Great Philanthropist Kong not only asked for women who were more beautiful and cunning, but also rewarded them handsomely. He also called them over to sit next to him. Although he didn't take liberties with them, and it was likely that he really couldn't bring himself to do so, he didn't neglect them either. Kong Zhenrong was a living Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering. His reputation had spread throughout the Northern Liang Path's flowering fields, and he wasn't much inferior to His Highness the Crown Prince, who liked to spend money recklessly. Kong Zhenrong's father panicked at that time. He was afraid that his only son would marry a girl who could ward off evil spirits. When that time came, wouldn't he become the laughingstock of Beiliang's officialdom?
Therefore, the fathers of the four pests of Beiliang had different attitudes. The old Prince Liang, Xu Xiao, was generous and didn't care at all. The old scholar Yan Jiexi was worried about his son's reputation. The miser Li Gongde was worried about the money. Kong Zhenrong's father was the most miserable. He was afraid that his future daughter-in-law would be a girl who couldn't walk at night. Otherwise, it would be scary.
Yan Chiji sighed, "Li Hanlin's sister seems to have never married."
Kong Zhenrong curled his lips and said, "Li Fuzhen's eyes grew on her forehead since she was young. She didn't treat anyone well. Anyway, I don't like her the most. I remember that she liked to call me a boor and even called Brother Nian a pervert. Li Hanlin is her brother, so Li Fuzhen didn't scold him much. You are the most educated among us, so you didn't get scolded much … As for your sister, well, she is better than Li Fuzhen. "
Yan Chiji was helpless.
Hsu Fengnian, Li Hanlin, Yan Chiji, Kong Zhenrong. Li Fuzhen, Yan Dongwu.
Six people in the past.
Three people in Beiliang. Three people in Great An.
Three people in their hometown. Three people in other places.
The spring rain rippled on the surface of the lake.
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