Han Dao world

Chapter 678
You Heng was furious. "What are you talking about? Which sentence did I say wrong?"

"Which sentence are you right?" The young man retorted.

"I..." You Heng was at a loss for words for a moment, but he didn't know how to respond. By the time he responded, the young man had already walked away.Pointing at the young man's back, full of fighting spirit, he slapped the wall of the car vigorously, and said repeatedly: "Catch up, catch up, I want to argue with him!"

The boss of the car coughed lightly. "My lord, have you seen the knife on his waist?"

Mi Heng was taken aback. "See, so what?"

"According to the rules in this level, if you want to reason with him, you must win the knife in his hand first, otherwise you will be asking for trouble."

"This... what kind of rule is this?"

"This is the rule of Guanzhong." Boss Che gave Mi Heng a sympathetic look.

He didn't want to say it, but he was deeply worried about You Heng.Knowing nothing about the situation in Guanzhong, he ran to Guanzhong to point fingers, and sooner or later his tongue was cut off.

"This...is there still a king's law?"

"This is the king's law in Guanzhong." Boss Che was a little impatient.This Mi Heng looks like a smart person, how could he be so stupid to be stubborn? "If the court doesn't have a sword, can Yuan Shao become a minister?"

Mi Heng was furious, and was about to speak, but was dragged back by Kong Rong.

"That young man has an extraordinary appearance, with a knife on his waist and a horse on his crotch. He must not be the son of an ordinary family, right? He travels around Guanzhong and has seen a lot. Do you know who he is?"

Boss Che thought about it seriously. "Judging from his accent, he doesn't look like a local, so I can't guess it. But the person next to him looks familiar, like a child of the Jin family."

"The Jin family?"

"Jingzhao Jin's family, his father Jin Yuanxiu is very famous, but it's a pity that he was killed by Yuan Shu, that fierce ghost on the road."

Kong Rong let out an "oh" and said nothing more.

Mi Heng asked curiously, "You know him?"

Kong Rong nodded. "I heard that he was one of the three rests in Jingzhao. During the Chuping period, he was appointed as the governor of Yanzhou, but he was expelled by Cao Cao and failed to take office."

"Jingzhao Sanxiu?" Mi Heng shook his head. "Have not heard."

Kong Rong frowned and didn't say anything, but there was a trace of uneasiness between his brows.

After entering the city, Kong Rong went directly to Taiwei's mansion and asked to see Yang Biao.

After a while, Yang Biao came out from inside, stretched out his hand when he saw Kong Rong, and smiled all over his face. "Wenju, why are you here now?"

Kong Rong smiled slightly, greeted Yang Biao, and introduced Mi Heng to Yang Biao.Yang Biao didn't know Mi Heng, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He just bowed his head to salute, and led Kong Rong into the door.

"Wenju, you are from the east, do you know about Sikong and Zhang Jili?"

"I heard." Kong Rong was a little embarrassed. "I am so eager to enter the court, that's why I came here. I heard that there are some problems with the posthumous posthumous title?"

"Well, it's okay to talk about other things. He died in Yuan Benchu's camp, which inevitably makes people suspicious."

"Suspicion? Suspicion... what doubt?"

"Was he killed by Yuan Benchu, or...was mad at Yuan Benchu?" Yang Biao led Kong Rong to the hall, divided the guests and hosts into seats, and ordered them to serve wine and food. "The attendant who came back to report the funeral said, before Zhang Jili died, did you go to see him?"

Kong Rong was silent for a moment. "I did go to see him, and... he was rude."

Yang Biao sighed, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He received the news that before Zhang Xi's death, Kong Rong had visited him, so he suspected that Zhang Xi's death had something to do with Kong Rong.Seeing Kong Rong's expression now, his last glimmer of hope was gone.

"Wenju, since you're here, please settle down. Let's work in my Taiwei's mansion first."

Kong Rong frowned. "Thank you Wenxian for your care, but my trip to the west is not to seek an official, but to do my part for the mourning behind Zhang Jili."

"How do you try your best? Did you say something wrong, or did he do it wrong?"

Kong Rong frowned even tighter. "It's because I was impulsive, and I said it too seriously."

"In that case, who still believes in you?"

"Can't I correct my mistakes?" Kong Rong couldn't help raising his voice.

"Of course it can be changed." Yang Biao said slowly: "But before that, do you want to tell what you said one by one, so that the emperor can know where you are wrong?"

Kong Rong gasped, his eyes widened. "Do you still want... like this?"

Yang Biao shook his head. "Wenju, you don't know anything about the Son of Heaven."

Kong Rong was speechless.

When Yang Biao's father, Yang Ci, was a Situ, he was a Situ. He knew Yang Biao very well and knew that Yang Biao was very capable and a pragmatic person.Since he said such a thing, it would be better for him not to see the emperor for the time being, otherwise not only would he not be able to get things done, but he might even cause even bigger troubles.

Mi Heng said: "According to Taiwei's wishes, so what? With such a delay, how can Sikong get into the ground?"

Yang Biao turned his head to look at Mi Heng, and then looked at Kong Rong.Kong Rong said, "Zhengping is my little friend, and we can talk about everything." After a pause, he added, "He was there at that time."

Yang Biao snorted: "The most urgent thing right now is not to enter the soil, but to make up for the vacancy. Sikong is one of the three lords. He is in charge of water and soil affairs and cannot be absent for a long time. This must be Zhang Jili's last wish. If you want to make up for your mistakes, you can Spend some time on this, instead of begging for a posthumous posthumous title for Zhang Jili."

Just as Mi Heng was about to speak, Kong Rong stopped him. "Wen Xian, there are many people who are qualified to be Sikong, why..."

"You say, who is suitable?"

"Zhou Jiamou."

"He is in Jiangdong and cannot take office, and he is only Doctor Guanglu now."

"Although he is Doctor Guanglu now, he used to..."

"The previous experience cannot prove that he is qualified to be Sikong, unless Sun Ce and Zhou Yu enter the court immediately."

Kong Rong opened his mouth and finally realized the problem.

Nowadays, the appointment of Sangong by the imperial court is not done by the ministers, but by the approval of the emperor.If the person's resume cannot convince the emperor, the election is meaningless.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

In the past, the position of the three princes was vacant, and the power belonged to the emperor and the general, so the emperor didn't care much about who was the three princes, and the ministers elected whoever they liked.Now the emperor wants to return the power to the Sangong, and if he attaches great importance to the Sangong, it is not enough for the ministers to reach an agreement.

They must recommend competent people, instead of just considering fame and virtue, merit is the key.

Yang Biao in front of him is a typical example.

He was a false captain who had presided over the military in northern Xinjiang for many years, but he had never been truly recognized by the emperor, so he was still a fake captain, not a real captain.

Kong Rong thought for a while, then said, "Where is Sun Junrong?"

The corners of Yang Biao's mouth twitched. "Aren't you afraid that Zhang Jili will die in peace?"

Kong Rong was stunned for a moment, then patted his forehead in frustration.

The relationship between scholar Sun Rui and Zhang Xi was indeed very good, but after Zhang Xi's death, none of the three princes in the court were from the Kanto region, and this was definitely not the result Zhang Xi wanted to see.

Shi Sun Rui did meet the conditions of Sangong, but he was from Guanzhong.

Even if Shi Sun Rui regarded himself as a scholar, Zhang Xi didn't think that he would definitely speak for the people of Kanto.He definitely still hopes that a Kanto native will fill this vacancy, representing the interests of the Kanto people.

So far, no suitable candidate has been found.

A moment of self-importance ruined all Zhang Xi's hard work.

(End of this chapter)