Or in other words, few people really care about the tragic tragedy, or the causes and consequences.
Yi Chenzhui watched with his own eyes the young man who should have been tortured and died in the depths of his blood sea, and also saw these people put all the strange scenery or dangers aside for the small profit of a copper coin.
What exactly does mortals want in the world?
Life can be abandoned, money can be lost, morality can be damaged...
The water vapor that had been brewing for a long time finally slowly fell into raindrops. It happened that Yi Chenzhao had already walked to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion and dripped three or two drops of water droplets, but he was spared from being poured into a drop of soup before the heavy rain came.
Situ Cheng has also taken leave to serve his father in the prime minister's mansion these days, but he is frowning but makes him smile. Although he can't help but be upset, he barely avoids the troubles in the morning.
This time, the Prime Minister was a little conscious of recuperation and was pitiful. Situ Cheng seemed to have a tacit understanding with his father, and he also used silence as if he was rich.
Yi Chen caught up with the mansion to visit him, which was so valuable that the father and son broke their precious silence and returned to their usual chatterbox appearance.
But he also sighed.
"You are back this time and it's safe to do anything. This is not only your happy event, but also the happy event of Dali. After all, there was a lack of such a yamen specializing in demons in the court." Situ Cheng was still thinking of a way to relieve him.
"If my adoptive father had not helped me in time, how could I have arrested the criminal so smoothly? After all, it was because of my lack of ability."
The Prime Minister stroked his beard all the time and suddenly heard it lightly for a moment, and suddenly asked, "You have just entered the palace for a business, what did Your Majesty say to you?"
"I just asked me to take office tomorrow after I finished this matter, and there was nothing else."
"What else did he tell you besides the case? Or what was he doing when you entered the palace?"
"Talking about spiritual magic with five scammers."
This result was completely within the Prime Minister's expectations, so he neither frowned nor showed any strange expression. He just seemed to confirm the speculation that "the mud cannot support the wall", showing a little regret that he was not strong enough. He sighed: "Just like an ordinary child, after suffering a big setback, he was anxious to prove himself, and he was in a hurry to seek medical treatment. Are people asking for help from the palace?"
The Prime Minister’s summary is really appropriate.
After hearing this, Situ Cheng frowned slightly and took a sip of tea. He seemed to have objections in his chest. However, because his father was not feeling well and couldn't feel angry, he temporarily pinched his mouth and said nothing.
"But this matter is not unsuccessful in the court. If Your Majesty really wants to learn, why should you look far and far away and find those scammers who are fooling people."
"Those people do have only the ability to fool, right?" asked the Prime Minister with a smile.
"Even if you fool someone is not good at it, you can only make up random things, and it is more than a hundred thousand miles away from the real spiritual method."
Yi Chen didn't deliberately exaggerate these words.
After hearing this, the Prime Minister's smile gradually felt a little helpless. He shook his head and said, "I didn't remind him when His Majesty first invited these people into the palace."
"How did it turn out?"
"As a result, Your Majesty refuted me speechlessly with the heart of "seeking talent" of "not being able to judge people by appearance" and "not being able to save people by their origins."
In fact, is it because His Majesty’s “seeking talent” spirit is too strong to make the Prime Minister feel ashamed and speechless, or is this little boy so stupid that the Prime Minister is too lazy to even say it?
Before Yi Chenzhuo could choose one of these two answers, the Prime Minister had already taken it leisurely: "I still remember that when the late emperor first entrusted His Majesty to me and the Marshal, he was really full of expectations, hoping that he could become a wise king with the support of me and the Marshal. At this point, as a minister, I really cannot take all the faults and responsibilities of good talents on the monarch. I only sigh that I was afraid of guarding against the marshal in the past, and I did too much weighing things, but instead abandoned the true nature of the court."
The Prime Minister shocked Situ Cheng as soon as he said this - although Yi Chenzhu is not a calculating person, how could he blurt out the sensitive past of adulthood without choosing a partner?
Situ Cheng glanced at Yi Chen with a little nervousness, but saw that the young man really didn't care about the Prime Minister's "verbal mistake" and was still thinking about his own affairs.
However, the Prime Minister was indeed full of repentance. After saying these words that scared Situ Cheng to death, he seemed to feel unhappy. So he continued: "It is because I have been too tight in the court affairs over the years. I have neither given Your Majesty the opportunity to handle the court affairs himself, nor have the time to teach him the way to govern the government..." The Prime Minister sighed worriedly, "The current situation cannot be regarded as the fault of Your Majesty..."
The Prime Minister talked with the two young children for a long time, and finally felt that he was talking too much, so he gave up. He was a little tired, but he still kept Yi Chen chasing Situ Cheng in the prime minister's mansion and chatting with Situ Cheng. After dinner later, he left. He relied on a handful of increasingly unscrupulous old bones and left the young man's conversation openly and went back to the house to carry the medicine jar.
As soon as my father left, Situ Cheng immediately returned to his usual nagging behavior. He hurriedly caught the blank cold situation and then chatted with Yi Chen about the matter of His Majesty being fooled by five scammers in the world.
But he spoke up and was filled with fire. "I think your Majesty is not simple at all, he is clearly heartless!"
Situ Cheng, the Minister of Justice, who had been in the court for more than ten years, did not care about the truth about the king and the ministers. He spoke so hard that he was so arrogant, and he was not afraid that his neck would not be able to hold his head.
However, Situ Cheng was originally this literati, but he had a crazy temperament. If he was really angry, he would squirt at all. He would not have the leisure to think about it.
However, although this is ruthless, it is still very convincing.
At least it also attracted a slight sense of approval that Yi Chenzhui had originally suppressed in his heart and did not say.
"What do you think Your Majesty is looking for the distance and keeps the capable people in the court without asking for advice, and he has to find those who are full of spoils of all kinds of religions?"
Before everything happened, you can still think that Your Majesty was ignorant of the simplicity of the world, but after the washing of this series of chaotic things, the tragedy gradually reflected the heartlessness of His Majesty's heart that looked "simplicity".
As for human relationships, facing the two civil and military ministers who have been working hard for more than 20 years, when one of them is ill and the other is "injured", the emperor is only immersed in the "warmth of family affection" he expected, and ignores the person who has worked hard.
After the incident broke out, Your Majesty lamented that he was disheartened and no longer trusted anyone around him. Not only the ill-hearted person like the King of Northern Yan, but even those who work hard on weekdays were killed.
Situ Cheng didn't shake the words completely, but swallowed the anger choked in his throat, took a sip of tea, and sighed, "Well, as a minister, the king is the king, the world is the world, how can the court not be broken? As long as this turbid current can restore peace to the world, it is enough. More of the others are just our complaints." After saying this, Situ Cheng took a sip of tea depressedly, and even drank a bitter feeling of strong wine entering his throat.
Yi Chenzhui also took a sip of tea. Although he drank elegantly, he swallowed it but was bitter.
Unexpectedly, he was pushed back by the warm and invincible situation in the court before he even took office, and he really made him feel a bit out of place to retreat.
Situ Cheng suddenly sighed, put down the cup, and then used this sigh to lead the next sentence: "No matter what, the world has not been hopelessly corrupted, it only needs to be improved..." He raised his eyes and looked at the emptiness, "It is not easy to merge the two tribes. The marshal used force to pull back this situation, but this is just a beginning, and the future is a real long battle - in short, this is not the world of one person, but the vast majority of life always need an order." Speaking of this, Situ Cheng reached out to Yi Chen to chase his shoulders and pressed heavily, "You bring this yamen, which is the first step in this order. You have to hold this lamp. As long as there is a street lamp, there will always be a road."
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"In accordance with the heavens, the emperor ordered that the guest minister Yi Chen was both virtuous and talented, and had made many extraordinary achievements. Now the demon minister has been established. Xiaoqing is a good minister and is specially appointed as the chief minister of Shenling. I am honored this."
Chapter completed!