Please, let me be a fool

Chapter 32
"Ruzi can be taught."

Zhang Zhengming smiled gratifiedly.

Because of his purpose, exactly.

To put it simply, one is a red face and the other is a bad face, and they will assist His Majesty together!
"But teacher, are you really determined to do this?" Song Gongwen calmed down a little, his tone a bit heavy.

Once this happens, the teacher will not only contradict His Majesty everywhere, but even if the decision is right, he will choose to ignore it.

Moreover, a part of his mind needs to be allocated to promote him as a superior student.

In short, it is to risk everything to help others.

This is no longer as simple as being a lone minister.

It's a bet on a century-old reputation.

Song Gongwen thought about it.

If it were me, would I be able to do this to this extent?
"As I said before, I'm old and there's only so much I can do."

Of course Zhang Zhengming knew what the other party was thinking, and he smiled and persuaded him: "Your Majesty has grown up now and has ambitions, what is lacking is prestige, and you are considered to be in the prime of life, I don't have much energy to deal with the chronic illnesses of the court.

"But you are different. You are still in your prime and have a lot of time and energy. I believe you can do better than me."

"My actions will build prestige for His Majesty and allow you to succeed me better. Why not do it?"

take over from me
Song Gongwen was shocked when he heard the words.

Because that sentence shows that the teacher has already regarded himself as a successor.
As a student, of course you have to learn from your teacher and work harder to serve His Majesty!

Immediately, without any hesitation, he stood up and said, "Student, I will live up to the teacher's trust!"

"Very good, the teacher saw you right!"

Zhang Zhengming nodded.

But soon, he seemed to think of something: "You have to do a full set of acting. If you come to see me today, I believe it will spread all over the capital soon. I will order people to spread false news, saying that you came here to gain influence. , wanted to get my blessing and support, but was scolded by me, how about it?"

Hearing this, Song Gongwen's eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't help saying, "It's still the teacher who is thoughtful."

As long as this fake news spreads, my behavior today can be perfectly explained.

Even if there is a conflict with the teacher on the surface in the future, no one doubts it.

That's why he felt that the teacher was thoughtful.

"However." At this time, Zhang Zhengming frowned, and said solemnly: "Because of me, you will probably bear a lot of pressure in the future."

I want to be a lonely minister, a bad person.In the future, we will not only oppose His Majesty, but also oppose Song Gongwen everywhere.

He is very clear that with his own influence, it may be nothing to His Majesty.

But for this student, it is completely different.

The other party was not welcomed in court.

Now it is being targeted again, so the road ahead will be very difficult.

For ordinary people, such pressure may be unbearable.

"Students have no fear!" Song Gongwen immediately said: "Teacher, you are willing to use your posthumous reputation to establish your prestige for His Majesty and pave the way for your disciples. If you can't even bear this pressure, your students are not worthy of being your students!"

What he said was very serious and sincere, and he was just under a little pressure.

In comparison, it's nothing at all, it's nothing but nothing.

"Very good, the teacher saw you right!"

Zhang Zhengming was very happy, and he couldn't help but feel a little pride in his heart, and then said: "From now on, you and I, master and apprentice, will work together to assist His Majesty and help the great Wei Dynasty!"

"Yes! Teacher!" Song Gongwen bowed and performed a Confucian standard disciple salute.

Zhang Zhengming is happy because he feels that he has a new goal in the future and has the best successor.

Song Gongwen was happy because he was recognized by the teacher, and he could really make great achievements in the future.

At this time, the master and apprentice also looked at each other and smiled.

for the rest of the time.

They are finalizing the various details of the future plan and what to do in the future.

Until Wei Wei dawned, Zhang Zhengming looked at the sky and said: "The official document is ready, it's not too late, although you don't have to go to court today, but you haven't returned all night, your wife should be worried, go back."

"Yes, teacher, the student will leave now." Song Gongwen nodded.

With a little reluctance, he left Zhang's house.

I understand that from now on I and the teacher.

It is the opponent on the surface.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable, on the contrary he was very happy and looking forward to it.
And after Song Gongwen left, the little maid from the Zhang residence also hurried in: "Master, you have worked hard all night, and it's time to go to rest."

The little maid's voice was a little worried. Others didn't know it, but she knew it very well.

My master is already old, but he has to worry about state affairs on weekdays.

So there is simply not enough time to rest every day.

I stayed up all night yesterday, if this continues, how will my body be able to handle it?
However, Zhang Zhengming gave up and said softly, "Wait a little longer, I still have some things to do."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the little maid's reaction and left the inner hall on his own.

Just wearing that old fur coat, stepping on the thick white snow outside.

Came to the hut in the deepest part of the house.

Zhang's house is not big, and there is only one owner, so there are not many rules.

But only this hut is not allowed to enter, so no one knows what is inside.

After Zhang Zhengming entered the house, he first lit a few oil lamps for illumination, and when all the lights were turned on, everything in the house was clearly visible. It turned out to be a mourning hall!
The mourning hall is not big, and the decoration is very simple. There is an incense burner on the table against the wall in the middle.

It's just that the spiritual seat is covered by a piece of fine red satin. I don't know who it is.

Looking at the clean and tidy appearance above, you can tell that Zhang Zhengming often comes here.

He collected himself, and then moved forward slowly.

Uncover the red satin.

On the spiritual seat, it was written impressively: The position of Emperor Shizong Jing of the Great Wei Dynasty!

Emperor Sejong is the father of Wei Yunyi, the first emperor of Wei!
At this time, Zhang Zhengming's eyes suddenly became hot, and without hesitation, he knelt down directly facing the spiritual seat: "I am a commoner, who worked hard in Beiyang. Fortunately, the late emperor appreciated him. I bowed down several times between the ministers and the countryside. I am grateful. Only Repay it with death!"

"I thought that although His Majesty is talented today, he has no independent opinions on major issues. I am afraid that I will fail the entrustment of the late emperor."

"After listening to the official document today, I know that His Majesty has great plans and great ambitions. He wants to create a great cause through the ages, and he is full of joy."

"Your Majesty has this ambition, I am grateful to the late Emperor Long En, and will definitely risk everything to help His Majesty."

"With the assistance of a great talent official document, our Great Wei Dynasty will surely dominate all countries."

"In this way, even after a hundred years, I can still smile at Jiuquan, and have the face to see the late emperor again!"

After saying this, Zhang Zhengming straightened up, but he was already in tears.

The reason why he shed tears was not only because he knew that His Majesty has great ambitions, long-term vision and strategies, and he can live up to the previous emperor's trust.

It was also because he had found a successor who was even better than himself.Knowing that as long as this continues, perhaps in a few years, Great Wei will become the most prosperous dynasty in the ages.

Therefore, how can Zhang Zhengming not be excited, not excited?

And after telling the feelings in my heart.

He took a deep breath, got up and lit three pillars of incense for the late emperor's spiritual tablet, and left the mourning hall with a smile on his face.

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