Mo Xu (Six)

The night was as thick as the blood that could not be melted outside the city. The wet and sticky warm wind blew, making people sweat unable to escape from their pores, and their skin was greasy and tightly pressed against their bodies.

A few sudden barking of dogs interrupted the conversation between Zhu's father and son. The Zhu family's courtyard was not deep, and noisy footsteps could be heard in the house from far to near.

Is it the Jinyiwei? Zhu Dadan brows suddenly and stretches his hand like under the Eight Immortals table. Zhu Er, Su, stood up and pressed his father's shoulder, and told him not to act rashly, "It's not that he came to our house. They dare not provoke me now."

Zhu Dadan'er smiled, pressed down his heart that was immediately jumping out of his throat, pulled his hand back and reached to the tea bowl on the table. The tablecloth covered his last weapon, and a three-eyed musket tied tightly to the legs of the table. It seemed that he was not blindly bold: "If something happened, just use this musket to kill me. The emperor will not involve our family for the sake of your righteous destruction."

"The emperor killed people to stabilize the country. If Lan Yu didn't have so much involvement with the Crown Princess's family and the Chang family, the emperor might not really want to kill him. For our family, who is not threatened, the Jinyiwei would not be able to offend the prince for a small matter at this time." Zhu Er whispered to his father, "For the emperor, Chang Mao and Lan Yu must give up one, otherwise the prince's country will be in trouble in the future. There are many incidents of foreign relatives seizing the country in history. Chang Mao was his adopted son, and he was a natural straight heart, so it would be safer to keep it."

Zhu Dadan nodded, agreed to his son's analysis, reached out and pulled the bell rope on the wall, and called the family members on duty in.

"I have met the master, I have met the old man." Chang followed Zhu You and rushed into the house, bowing to the Zhu family and son.

"Go out and see which minister is suffering. Be careful not to cause trouble." Zhu Dadao ordered in a low voice.

"Yes," the servant agreed and ran out quickly, and soon sent back the message. "It is an official from the Zuo Shou Imperial College. Mr. Li, who has shares in "The Old Story of Liangjiang". I heard from the neighbors that the Jinyiwei copied the newspaper "The Old Story of Liangjiang" tonight. Now he is following the list of shareholders to capture investors."

"Okay, I won't let you say this time. Wait for passers-by to look at each other. Isn't "The Old Story of Liangjiang" very cautious? How could it cause such a big trouble?" Zhu Dadan complained a few times and asked his son in confusion.

Zhu Er, Su Su sighed and whispered: "A few days ago, the emperor appointed Lan Yu as the prince's Taibao, Duke Liang. "The Old Things in Liangjiang" will not look at the wind direction. He has long and tiring reports on Lan Yu's military achievements in the northwest, which makes General Lan like Sun Wu's reincarnation and Taigong reborn. The emperor will naturally not be happy to read it. When Lan Yu's family is imprisoned, it is too late to change the statement in the newspaper. You can't immediately scold people for being afraid of war and respectful to their own troops."

"What does the emperor mean? Lan Yu's military achievements back then were wiped out. The fact is that as long as Lan Yu stabilized the northwest, the King of Yan could fight so smoothly in the east, so it would have been possible for others to take the back road."

"In the past, those military achievements were considered wise and decisive decisions from thousands of miles away. The General Staff had good arrangements and soldiers used their lives. Anyway, if you look at the Jiangnan News, you immediately said the black ones to be white and the white ones to be black, and the heroes in the previous issue were called traitors. They feared the enemy like rats, and everyone was able to cover their noses and passed this level safely." Zhu Er's words were full of helplessness, and they all said that literati had no ability. This scholar was more thorough than anyone else if he didn't want to behave his face, and he would not blush when he slapped himself.

"Didn't the court encourage lying?"

"What's that? It's not like this? It's not like this in a dynasty. When Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, can people who tell the truth live longer? Those hundreds of philosophers, who ask Tang Yao and Xia Yu to tell the world about what happened? I've verified it. I'm afraid that even if my pants have not been invented, I already know how to give in." Zhu Er of Su Su said dissatisfiedly. In recent years, he has presided over the customs and enrolled books covering both Chinese and Western countries. His horizons have gradually broadened. Only then did he realize that the saint's words were just a lie to some extent.

Zhu Dadan regretted it a little. If he had known this, he would not have encouraged his son to become an official in the court. After taking a sip of tea, he asked tentatively: "Those guys would not touch the "Peking Spring and Autumn" and "Beiping Xinbao"!"

"They dared to pinch persimmons and not pick the soft ones. They copied the "Old Things in Liangjiang", just to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, and remind everyone not to talk nonsense. Under the Liaomeng Lianhao, the largest shareholder of the Liaomeng Lianhao is the King of Yan, who is a father and son. If you are angry, Your Highness King of Yan may not protect them. The major shareholder of "Beiping Spring and Autumn" is the Peking Academy. Where do many Chinese military officials from the dynasty come from? Moreover, the two newspapers are very smart, and they actually smelled the wrong taste a long time ago. They only mentioned the numbers about Lan Yu's military achievements, but they spared no effort to praise the Zhenbei Army and Su Ceyu's independent divisions whom they supported locally."

The relationship between the soldiers on the front line and the Jinyiwei has always been tense. King Yan Zhu Di dared not rebel against his father Long Wei, and all the generals under his command were not good. There were many military generals involved in the Lan Yu case. When the Jinyiwei arrived in the army to take people, they always took twelve care. A few days ago, a team of Jinyiwei arrested three staff officers from the Northern Army. On the way back to Beijing, they were attacked by horse thieves and were all killed in the Gobi Desert. All of them were cut to pieces. The generals who were escorted were killed at the same time, and they were also unrecognizable. There were rumors that the army was taking action, and they robbed people and fled and used prisoners' bodies to mess up, but no one had any evidence. Anyway, the Jinyiwei went to the army to do business again, at least when arresting people, they had to be approved by King Yan Zhu Di.

Compared with the changing capital, the northern provinces have become a paradise. The Jinyiwei, who suffered a secret loss, tried not to cause trouble in Peking and Liaodong. Especially in Liaodong, immigrants who spent money to buy land were tempered very roughly in conflicts with wild animals and ethnic minorities. Many injured veterans also had old muskets that had not been recycled. If they provoked them, they would have black guns behind them and they would have no place to make any reason. The local government will take responsibility, and local officials will spread their hands and tell you frankly that no one has ever been in the deep mountains and forests for tens of thousands of years. The killers must be thieves. If you go to catch people, please take care of them. Unfortunately, you can bear the consequences of encountering bears and tigers.

Peiping appears peaceful and elegant in the night. After experiencing stock market crashes, food crisis and sneak attacks by the Mongolians, the psychology of the local people has been tempered to treat emergencies as rationally as possible. The anti-corruption campaign has not affected much in Peking, not because the officials here are born honest, but because they are relatively difficult to corruption here, and officials can live a relatively decent life without corruption. Local taxes are sufficient, and officials have paid full amounts of money since Guo Pu was the prefect of Peking. Now it has been changed to gold coins, rather than using grain and cloth as in some places. Therefore, officials in this area

There is no need to worry about daily expenses. Local governments do not restrict officials from opening shops or investing in various business groups. Officials who have been officials in Peking for a long time are generally industrial shareholders. The annual dividends brought by economic development are quite good. It seems that they are a bit too unsatisfied to make money if they think of other methods. Moreover, the risk of making money is very high. The former governor Guo Pu is still very good at supervising officials. He seems to be born without trusting the moral ethics of officials, so many local regulations are very detailed, especially in the management of money and grain. It is simply as if the management of funds and grains, and it is as if the officials must be careful.

The new governor Xu Haoda followed Guo Pu all the way, and Xiao Gui and Cao Sui was his specialty. After the imperial edict of the court to allow people with titles to impeach officials, the officials in Peking were even more cautious. Everyone knew that this was the old nest of the Zhenbei Army and the New Deal. There were many meritorious veterans and wealthy merchants. Even throwing bricks on the road could hit a few viscounts. If they caught them, their lifelong future would be ruined. Although the punishment for being an official in another place without evidence was to be an official in another place, where is the world's official income as much as that in Peking? Master Wu became the governor in Zhejiang, and he had to write a letter to ask the merchants in Beijing to invest there.

"Brother Bai, thank you very much this time." Three days later, the news that "The Old Things in Liangjiang" was sealed by the court and the messenger who was employed in the newspaper was sent to Peking for a hurry. The great scholar Bo Wenyuan pondered for a while and said gratefully to Bai Dexin, a famous scholar in Jiangnan. From the day Bai Zheng arrived in Peking to the present, the two have been fighting in the newspaper for more than two years, but the winner has not been decided, and they have become a little sympathetic to each other.

Bai Zheng gently stroked the long beard on his chin, and he was still wearing a tall and tall crown and belt, and was drifting with a high profile look. He smiled and replied: "I really let you catch me by the court. If you have no opponents, will life be lonely? I am a moral dispute with you, so I will not despise those villains who set traps and harm others."

The "Peking Chunqiu", which has always been fierce and does not buy government accounts, was able to escape this ban, which was largely due to Bai Zheng's sensitivity to politics. As soon as Lan Yugang was transferred back to the capital, Bai Zheng and Bai Dexin immediately advised the newspaper shopkeeper Zhan Wuji to stop reporting on the military achievements of Dingxi Army, and put the attention of news and comments on his own family, which shocked the Northern Army and the Independent Division. For this reason, Bo Chen also mocked the newspaper for being unfair. "The Old Things in the Two Rivers" was seized, and several other Jiangnan tabloids were ordered to be suspended and rectified by their respective local officials, everyone was glad for "Peking Chunqiu".

"Brother Bai and Brother Bo are both great scholars of the world. I am honored to write articles for me at the same time. Today we will have a few drinks on the Mingdi Tower. What if we don't get drunk?" The shopkeeper Zhan Wuji smiled and made fun of it. The two of them are treasures of the newspaper, and their literary talent is first-class. They are both leaders of Confucianism. But the two of them are incompatible with each other. They fight from the newspaper to the life of life. They can't say a few words when they meet and start debate. They quote classics and make witty words like beads. Sometimes the shopkeeper is happy to listen to it, and they all want to hold a stage competition to make the two of them feel happy. Of course, if they can sell thousands of tickets, it is even more pleasant.

"I want to translate some books tonight. The library of the Peking Academy has made a set of Latin books, which seems to be the ancient Greek city-state system, which looks very difficult. I took someone's pen, so naturally I have to do it quickly." Bo Wenyuan smiled and refused. He had dinner with Bai Zheng, waiting to listen to him recite the quotations of the saints. Can the ancients believe all the words of the ancients? How many things have the ancients seen in Beijing and the West? Looking at the sky in a well, the sky is always as big as the wellhead.

"Unfortunately, some scholars from Yixue in Peking were waiting for me to tell them the last spring curtain test tonight. This time, the emperor tried his best to fight corruption, and the spring curtain turned into an autumn curtain, which was just enough to give everyone more preparation time and revisit the scriptures. During the palace examination, he also won more glory for the elders of his hometown." Bai Zheng obviously did not want to sit with Bo Chen, and took the opportunity to tutor the students to get off.

Another failure, the shopkeeper of the newspaper shook his head and smiled bitterly. An editor next to him smiled and advised: "Mr. Zhan, let's go. The two of them are gentlemen. After drinking together, they cannot be as clear as they are now."

"It's not true, it's different ways and they don't plan to do things. The person does not stop tampering with the saint's books for a day, and I can't share it with him." Bai Zheng has not changed anything else in recent years, but his temper has improved a lot and he has a little smile when talking to young people.

"What you ask for is the rule of law, what I ask for is equality. Looking at the saints with their own eyes, the meaning of the saints is completely different." Bowenyuan fought back with a smile. People are born equal and have the right to express their opinions, which has nothing to do with whether their opinions are correct. "I do not support your opinions, but I respect your right to speak."

After saying that, he went downstairs with a loud laugh, and the laughter echoed in the newspaper hall. "Brother Bai, isn't it the same thing as Ying Zheng burned books and buried scholars in the past and killed Shao Zhengmao by the Han Confucians?"

"This..." Bai Zheng was speechless. Many famous scholars talked about it, but when they arrived at Bo Chen, they all became distorted by later generations of corrupt scholars to the sages. Especially the allusion of "The Master's killing Shao Zhengmao". If the Master's killing Shao Zhengmao was justified, it would not be said that the emperor's report of the ban was wrong, nor could it be said that burning books and burying scholars was not in line with the way of the sage. This period was only a difference between fifty steps and one hundred steps.

"The storm is coming and the wind is filling the building. The court is now in such chaos. I don't know what storm is behind it. I'm afraid that when this storm is over, the elites in the court and the country will be destroyed, and both jade and stone will be destroyed." A young writer sighed.

"A person like this is also called an elite. If the elites of the country all steal the people's blessings and their own wealth, it is a shame for the country." Bai Zheng cursed sarcastically. Although he had many resistance to the new policy, as a supporter of Confucianism, Bai Zheng hated the corruption of officials. If the so-called elites are all greedy people, if the purpose of becoming an elite is to gain more benefits for the individual, what is the difference between the elite and the maggots in the cesspool? "Subjects are the arm of the king, and they are grateful to the world, and govern the people, if they are like them
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