Han Dao world

Chapter 190 To start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers

Zhao Wen struggled to get up from the bed, tears streaming down his face.

"Your Majesty, I am ashamed."

Liu Xie really wanted to ask him where he was ashamed, but the words had already reached his lips, and he swallowed them back.

When dealing with veterans, especially veterans who are willing to admit their mistakes, they should save some face.

"Situ Yan is serious." Liu Xie held Zhao Wen's hand and patted it lightly. "Situ has a good rest, works hard to add meals, and strives for a speedy recovery. I and the big man can't live without Situ for a day."

Zhao Wen felt even more guilty, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

Sitting in Zhao Wen's tent for a while, Liu Xie got up and said goodbye.

Originally, it was just a formality, to give Zhao Wen face and encouragement.

If you sit for too long, you will give too much face, which is not beautiful.

This is also the truth that he has just realized recently.

I've heard of it before, but never had a chance to practice it.Now that I have experienced it myself, I know the beauty of it.

Take Zhao Wen as an example, Zhao Wen took it for granted that he gave Zhao Wen face in the past, and he would never be as excited as he is now, with tears in his eyes.

When returning to the imperial tent, Liu Xie glanced at Sikong and Zhang Xi's tent, and then looked away.

For Zhang Xi, he has given up hope.

As a native of Runan, the interests of Zhang Xi and the Yuan family are too deeply entangled, and it is difficult to separate them clearly.

But he can't drive Zhang Xi away directly.

Zhang Xi is also a meritorious minister.

Last year, Zhang Xi participated in drafting a title for his birth mother, Wang Meiren, and proclaiming to the world that he was of the blood of the late emperor, and he made a lot of achievements.

Deposing Zhang Xi easily will only chill more people and force them to support Yuan Shao, which is not in line with the basic principles of the united front.

It's nothing more than the case.

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Liu Xie put his hands in his sleeves and walked forward slowly.

Yang Xiu followed closely behind, his expression as solemn as before, and he did not relax because Liu Xie accepted his suggestion.

"Is the captain safe?" Liu Xie asked, as if talking to himself.

"Thank you for your concern, my father is fine." Yang Xiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

With the emperor's intelligence, it is not difficult to guess Yang Biao's role in it, and it is also easy to guess that he has met Wang Yi and Zhang Xi before meeting him.

The emperor chose not to mention it, as if this incident had never happened, and only cared about the safety of his father Yang Biao, which avoided his embarrassment.

"Is there an answer to the question I asked you last time?" Liu Xie asked.

If Yang Xiu doesn't come to him, he will send someone to find Yang Xiu.

Those twenty Confucian scholars placed his hopes on him, and it was definitely not dispensable, and Yang Xiu couldn't ruin it.

It's just that Yang Xiu is conceited by nature, so he can't criticize directly, he has to pay attention to some methods and detours appropriately.

Yang Xiu thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I have no idea yet, please give me some more time, Your Majesty."

"It's okay, you can think slowly." Liu Xie laughed softly, and turned to look at Yang Xiu. "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. When you start thinking, it means you have taken the most important step."

Yang Xiu smiled ashamedly, feeling very complicated.

He is obviously a few years older than the emperor, but when it comes to these issues, he is like a child, with no confidence at all.

Ten years of hard study is of no use at all.

"How about the Confucian scholars you bring, are there any available?"

Yang Xiu subconsciously smacked his lips. "Your Majesty, these people are very sincere in their studies, but their talents are really mediocre. They are too old and their old habits are hard to change. Although they have the heart to serve the court, there are merits in talking about sage classics, but they are unrealistic in doing things. In the next few days In the general's camp, there are many obedient and ugly behaviors, which is very embarrassing."

"Really? Let's hear it." Liu Xie's heart tightened, but he still kept his composure and asked patiently.

"For example, when someone talks about a book, he only cares about his own pleasure, explaining thousands of words a word, and the soldiers are already drowsy, but he still refuses to give up. Some people emphasize etiquette and require all soldiers to observe the teacher's ceremony, and there should be no negligence. Slow. There is even a victor who asks the soldiers to send Shuxiu, saying that the gift of a saint cannot be discarded..."

The more Yang Xiu said, the more helpless he became, shaking his head and sighing, with disgust on his face.

Liu Xie was also surprised.

He just felt that the effect was not good, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

It seems that the original idea was too optimistic. Yang Xiu's success does not mean that other people can also.

Not everyone can be compared with Yang Xiu.

In other words, few people can compare with Yang Xiu.

Take Shu Xiu as an example, Yang Xiu didn't care about those little money at all.

But those Confucian scholars are different, they may urgently need to improve their lives.Since there is such a good reason for the gift of saints, there is no reason not to use it.

There is nothing wrong with studying and seeking an official position in order to improve your life in the end.

Those who really devote themselves to studying, who would risk their lives to follow the imperial court westward, wouldn't it be more peaceful to find a place to live in seclusion.

Those with connections left early, and those who stayed behind were without connections.Knowing that the court is running out of days, there is only one way to go to the dark.

From anger to helplessness, from helplessness to sympathy, Liu Xie sighed involuntarily.

"Dezu, knowing is easier than doing, be patient. Get some money and food later, and give half a month's salary first, so as to relieve the urgent need. When you arrive in Hedong, find a way to raise some money and food, and then make a fuss."

"Wei." Yang Xiu sighed again, nodded helplessly, with a depressed expression.

Liu Xie followed suit and said, "You also have to think about how to improve. After all, not everyone is born after four generations and three generations, and has no worries about food and clothing."

"Your Majesty..." Yang Xiu was speechless, with black lines on his forehead.

How can I say it, but it has become my responsibility?
"You just complain, but have you ever put yourself in their shoes and thought about why they are like this? If you were like them, with a few mouths waiting to eat behind you, would you still be dismissive of Shu Xiu?"

Yang Xiu opened his mouth, but he had to admit that the emperor was right.

"Your Majesty is ashamed."

"At the beginning of political affairs, it is inevitable that there are deficiencies, and it is necessary to improve them in time." Liu Xie paused, and then said: "You are like this, and I am no exception. The words of the saints may be reasonable, but they cannot solve every problem. We still need to solve the problem." We live by ourselves."

Seeing that the emperor habitually criticized the saint, Yang Xiu really wanted to defend the saint, but he lacked confidence.

He is full of knowledge, but he can't manage twenty Confucian scholars who have also studied for a lifetime, so what face is there to pretend to be a disciple of a saint.

After struggling for a while, Yang Xiu could only accept the emperor's opinion.

Debate can't prove the sage's wisdom, only action can.

The monarch and his ministers chatted for a while, and Yang Xiu saluted and said goodbye.

Liu Xie did not return to the camp immediately, but watched the sunset alone for a while.

The sky is full of sunset clouds, and tomorrow will be another sunny day.

Compared to a month ago when he just came to this world, his biggest change now may be that he believes that even if the sun sets, it will rise tomorrow as usual, no matter how long the night is.

Even if Zhao Wen said that it will take thirty years to open Taiping, he can wait.

Thirty years later, he was only forty-five.

But thirty years later, not only Yuan Shao died, but also Cao Cao, and now those ambitious princes who ruled states and counties basically died.

Youth is his greatest asset.

Persistence is victory.

Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers.

Drive a long car and cross the Helan Mountain.

(End of this chapter)