Han Dao world

Chapter 691 Let's Drink Tea

Fazheng looked into the distance, shook his head, turned around and re-entered the palace gate.

The smile on his face gradually dissipated, and the brows became more heavy.

Thinking back on his performance today, he felt uneasy.

It is undoubtedly a coincidence that Mi Heng's letter fell into his hands, and it is a very unfavorable coincidence.He didn't expect that someone would write a letter to attack Meng Da. In fact, Meng Da's impression had always been pretty good. He even won the favor of the female knight Hu Xing within a few days of joining the job.

Regardless of Hu Han, the female knight is a woman selected from a million, with a very high vision.

Of course there are criticisms, but those are mostly outside the palace, concentrated among some veteran officials and scholars.They despised Meng Tuo, and even hated Zhang Rang behind Meng Tuo. The history of eunuchs controlling the court aroused their unbearable memories.

It's just that in Chang'an, no one talks about it publicly.

In the palace, it is even more impossible.

One is that there are mostly young people in the palace, and most of them have no personal experience of that period of history.The second is that it was the first emperor who reused Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong. It is obviously inappropriate to say Zhang Rang in front of the emperor.

They also play a role in this, but not deliberately.

But, will the emperor believe them?Do you feel that they are deliberately joining forces to deceive him?
Fazheng couldn't figure it out, but he was very clear that the Son of Heaven was an extremely intelligent person, with insight beyond his age.Playing tricks in front of the emperor will be backlashed sooner or later.

So he didn't hide his dislike for Mi Heng at all, and teased him openly.

Will the emperor believe his frankness?

Returning to the side hall anxiously, Fazheng was surprised to find that the emperor was not in the hall, and only Zhuge Liang was sorting out the documents.Seeing Fazheng coming in, Zhuge Liang was a little surprised.

"Xiaozhi, are you on duty today?"

"No, just now I was ordered to do something and send Miheng out of the palace, and now I am here to return." Fazheng looked around. "Where is the Son of Heaven?"

"I'm going to Lantai. You sit down for a while, I think I'll be back soon."

Fazheng took advantage of the situation and sat down, watching Zhuge Liang doing things, feeling envious, even a little bit jealous.

Zhuge Liang was a few years younger than him, but he was trusted by the emperor and cared more than anyone else.The emperor had little defense against Zhuge Liang.Zhuge Liang can read all the files.No matter which minister he meets, Zhuge Liang can sit in on it.Even his new wife, Huang Yueying, was given the important task of preparing for the construction of the martial arts hall.

Fazheng never understood why.

Is it because of referrals?The emperor didn't have a good impression of Zhou Zhong, and not long ago he rejected Zhou Zhong's suggestion to succeed Sikong.

Is it because Zhuge Liang is smart?Zhuge Liang is indeed very smart, but he is not stupid, and his intelligence is not inferior to Zhuge Liang.

"Xiao Zhi, your mind is disturbed." Zhuge Liang said suddenly.

Fazheng was startled, and quickly sat up straight. "What did you say?"

"You are thoughtful." Zhuge Liang put down the official document in his hand, and turned to look at Fazheng. "Are you worried about Ni Heng's letter?"

Fazheng rolled his eyes. "Shouldn't I be worried? After all, Mencius and I are both fellow villagers and good friends, and we are suspected of protecting each other."

"If you were implicated by Mencius, would you regret it?"

Fazheng thought about it. "Won't."

"Since it won't, then there's nothing to worry about."

Fazheng looked at Zhuge Liang's calm face and suddenly smiled. "Kong Ming, what would you do if you were me?"

Zhuge Liang smiled slightly and pushed a cup of tea. "Let's drink tea, and then do what you should do."

"What should be done?"

"With a clear conscience."

Fazheng thought for a moment, took the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, then shook his clothes and got up. "Kong Ming, I won't wait any longer. If the Son of Heaven comes back and asks, you can reply me, and I will be on duty tomorrow, and I will report in person."

Zhuge Liang nodded in agreement.

Fazheng walked out the door briskly, humming an unknown song.

Zhuge Liang smiled, reached out to pick up Mi Heng's book on the side, glanced at it, and gently put it aside.

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Lantai.

Cai Yan personally poured a cup of tea, placed it in front of Liu Xie, and took a seat opposite.

She didn't expect the emperor to come, she had finished grooming, put on her normal clothes, and was going to rest early after reading for a while.

After going out of the city with the emperor, she was also a little tired after relaxing.

Liu Xie leaned on the case, resting his chin in one hand, looked at Cai Yan, without saying a word.

"Your Majesty, try this tea, it won't taste right when it cools down." Cai Yan reminded.

Liu Xie hummed, looked away, and looked at the teacup on the table.

A little familiar feeling.

After all, as a cultural person, there are so many things to pay attention to when drinking tea, there are tea sets, etiquette, and even tea fog can tell several things, which is so delicate that it is almost cumbersome.

"For me, tea is nothing more than quenching thirst. At most, it can also relieve tiredness. It doesn't matter if it's cold or not. It's better if it's cold, and it won't burn your mouth."

Cai Yan pursed his lips and smiled. "That's because Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven and bears the greatest responsibility. Just like the pillars in this temple, you can't relax for a moment. This is not the case for my minister. I am just a door or a window. With a pillar like Your Majesty, I only need to Just do your best, and in your spare time, you might as well do some sculpting to entertain your eyes, mind and body."

"That's the reason." Liu Xie nodded, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

The tea is very fragrant.

"Chrysanthemum?" Liu Xie tasted it.

"The autumn chrysanthemum in the Funiu Mountain in Nanyang can clear the heart and eliminate fire, and prolong life. My father's teacher, so Taifu Hu Boshi often drank this tea, and his life is eighty-two."

Speaking of Hu Guang, Liu Xie suddenly thought of Fazheng.

Fazheng's great-grandfather, Faxiong, was the prefect of Nanjun, and Hu Guang was Faxiong's former official.But his impression of Hu Guang is not good. To put it nicely, he is a good old man. To put it badly, he is the hometown wish in Confucius's mouth, and his best job is muddy mud.

"Ignore everything and ask Boshi, there is Mr. Hu in the middle of the world." Liu Xie smiled, dipped his fingers in some water, and slid across the rim of the cup.

It's a pity that this teacup is not made of Jingdezhen porcelain, and it doesn't have the wonderful sound of a chime.

Cai Yan's expression froze, and then he glanced at Liu Xie. "Yeah, compared to his other student, Chen Zhongju, he is a little too gentle."

Liu Xie was surprised. "Chen Zhongju (Chen Fan), who is determined to conquer the world, is also his student?"

Cai Yan nodded.

"What do you think of Chen Zhongju?"

"I used to think he was a real man."

"now what?"

"Now I feel that he is only half a man." Cai Yan said flatly: "There is no ambition to sweep the world, but no talent to sweep the world. Although he died generously and heroically, it will not help."

"It can't be said that it has no effect at all. He ruined the last possibility of compromise between the monarch and his ministers, forcing the late emperor to rely on Cao Jie and others, and finally led to the second party imprisonment. The party members were injured and bled. People died, became more extreme, and finally launched a leader like Yuan Shao."

Liu Xie let out a long sigh. "So, using one's will can only cause bad things, not make things happen."

Cai Yan's eyes flashed, but he hesitated to speak.After a long time, she nodded.

"My subject agrees, using one's will can only lead to bad things, not success." She raised her teacup and smiled sweetly. "Please have a cup of tea, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)