first minister

Chapter 190 The Opponent's Divine Assist
The young man standing on the side asked doubtfully, "Isn't there any Xilin Wall around here?"

The three great scholars looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Xilinbi, what is Xilinbi?

Linxi, late forest, empty wall.

People are writing poems about themselves!

Ordinarily, with the status of three people, they should be angry if they are treated in such a tone by a younger generation.

But with the knowledge and character of the three of them, I have to admit that this poem is very well written and very suitable for the occasion.

"I have heard people say that Xia Gaoyang's poems are outstanding, but now that I look at them, they are really extraordinary!"

"When will the bright moon come? This song alone is enough to last forever. The old man just suspected that someone wrote it for him. Now, it seems that he is as despicable as a villain and underestimates talents."

"Looking horizontally, there are ridges and peaks, and the distances and heights are different. I don't know the true face of Tushan, but I just live in this mountain. This poem really wakes me up, two brothers, are we really as Xia Gaoyang said about Concubine De, and King Jiaodong? I have already harbored prejudices and failed to treat him fairly?"

"It's true to say that. I have already decided that I will not be his teacher. Whether it is the words of the messenger or our discussion, it is just sorting out my prejudices and strengthening my own ideas. It is really biased to jump out of prejudice at this moment."

"I don't even care about the character and intelligence of the king of Jiaodong County. Instead, I refused the envoy of Concubine De from the mountain gate. Looking back now, it's really not upright."

At the same time, Xia Jingyun and Chen Fugui walked slowly down the mountain.

Chen Fugui wondered: "My lord, is this considered a success today?"

Xia Jingyun smiled, pulled the wooden stick casually and waved it in his hand, "Brother Chen, don't worry about my face, if this matter doesn't work out, it won't work, can I still be angry with you for this?"

Chen Fugui chuckled, and Xia Jingyun sighed, "I don't know if the poem I suddenly thought of before leaving would be effective, but no matter what, being able to meet and talk to each other must be some achievement."

Chen Fugui thought it was true, but no, Defei Empress sent three people to fail to enter the door.

"Then shall we go back now?"

"No rush." ​​Xia Jingyun shook his head, smiling playfully, "We wait for a few people, so we don't know if we can get it."

wait?

Chen Fugui looked at the empty mountain road in front of him, confused.

Xia Jingyun walked unsteadily, discussing with Chen Fugui about the flowers and trees on the roadside from time to time, he was not in a hurry at all, he had only been climbing the mountain for less than half an hour, now it is almost half an hour, and he has not gone down the mountain yet.

Just when Chen Fugui had some doubts about whether he could wait to get it today, there was a burst of human voices on the mountain road ahead.

He immediately dodged to protect Xia Jingyun.

Xia Jingyun didn't pretend to be aggressive, and stood silently behind his solid body.

At the corner of the mountain road, two men dressed as scribes and four porters appeared in their field of vision.

And the existence of the two of them also shocked the opposite person.

Xia Jingyun patted Chen Fugui's shoulder lightly, signaling him to continue walking, while the two middle-aged scribes on the opposite side murmured a few words, their expressions changed, apparently they recognized Xia Jingyun from that handsome face and outstanding demeanor, but for some reason, they both pretended not to know each other.

The two sides just passed each other on the narrow mountain road.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Jingyun suddenly sneered twice, the laughter was full of sarcasm and complacency.

Then he walked out for a while and laughed out loud.

Laughter came from far away with the mountain wind, and the two scribes frowned and looked at each other again. One of them said, "Mr. Fan, why do you think Xia Jingyun is in Tushan?"

The person next to him rubbed his chin, "It hasn't snowed on Tushan Mountain yet, so what's so interesting about it being bare? Could it be that he also visited those three people?"

"Ah?" The expression of the scribe from the British government changed, "Then what should I do?"

"Not good!" Xia Jingyun's complacent laughter seemed to be still echoing in his ears, and Mr. Fan's complexion changed, "Quick! Climb the mountain quickly!"

The group of people quickened their pace and came to the side of the thatched cottage out of breath.

This Mr. Fan himself is also an expert in the literary world, and he has old friends with the three masters of Tu Shan, so he was able to stand in front of the three masters of Tu Shan without much effort.

"I have met Mr. Linxi, Mr. Wan Lin, and Mr. Kongbi. The three gentlemen are well!"

"Fan Xiyin, you are a famous teacher in the middle of the capital, and you are a distinguished teacher. Why do you have time to come to Tushan today?"

Mr. Fan respectfully said: "I am here to give the three gentlemen a big gift."

"It's those things at the door? Take them away when you leave later, you know my temper, don't make it difficult for me to wait."

Mr. Fan smiled, "This is just a little care from Concubine Shu and the British Duke, how can it be worthy of the three gentlemen."

The three great scholars frowned in unison, "Ms. Concubine Shu? Duke of England?"

"That's right!" Mr. Fan said with a smile: "The three gentlemen also know that I have a little reputation in Beijing. It's not that Concubine De is seeking a teacher for King Jiaodong County. Concubine Shu is also thinking about finding a good teacher for King Linjiang County, so she found me."

"The Duke of England is the head of nobles, and he has lived with the country for hundreds of years. His power is extremely huge, and he has no reservations about his love for the king of Linjiang County. The conditions for the offer are extremely generous. There is a house with more than four entrances in any part of Beijing. He also specially funded the construction of an academy for me to give lectures. All the expenses are borne by the British government. He will also try to make my disciples famous. Treat each other with the courtesy of teachers, and build a special emperor's mansion for residence."

Speaking of this, Mr. Fan said with a long sigh, "It's a pity that I also have self-knowledge. I know that I have little talent and learning, and I can't afford such kindness, so I recommended the three of you to the British Lord and His Majesty. The British Lord was very happy after hearing this. As long as the three agree, the above conditions can be added, and everyone is treated equally. If the three are willing, then it will be three!"

He thought of Xia Jingyun's pride just now, his heart was a little urgent, and his expression was earnest, but his words became more direct, "Such an opportunity is once in a thousand years. We study literature to learn literary and martial arts. You are good at the emperor's family. With this opportunity, not only your personal reputation will become higher and higher, but you will also be able to rise up and down. The three masters of Tushan, gain both fame and fortune, and leave a name in history, wouldn't it be beautiful!"

The three great scholars looked at each other silently, only feeling that Xia Jingyun became more and more fresh and pleasant in their hearts.

Seeing that the three of them were silent under such conditions, Mr. Fan felt more and more that it was Xia Jingyun who had moved the three of them just now, and he became anxious, "Three gentlemen, let's not talk about the power of the British Duke and Concubine Shu. Although the Eastern Palace is still in power, the back seat is vacant. There is no support in the Eastern Palace. The future great treasure will most likely be the Prince of Linjiang County. Now that they have come here with sincerity, it would be a pity if the three gentlemen did not know how to cherish it. Enemy, I'm afraid the toast will turn into a fine wine, and it will be difficult to end!"

"Bastard!" Mr. Kongbi, who has the hottest temper, slapped the table directly, "What do you think I am waiting for? Are they just as obsessed with fame and wealth as you are! How dare you threaten your Majesty with words? His Majesty would not do such a thing. How can he, the British Lord, surpass the Emperor?"

Mr. Wan Lin also frowned and said: "You are full of utilitarianism. You have been teaching in Zhongjing for many years, and you have learned such things?"

Mr. Linxi is the most mature and prudent one among the three who made up his mind. He said slowly: "We live in seclusion here and choose the good ones to teach them. It is not for the sake of wealth and glory. What's more, now that the crown prince is in power and the crown prince is stable, there is no worry about competing for the position in the world. I absolutely disagree with your words. Please leave, and I will not send you away."

Mr. Fan was taken aback by what the three of them said one after another. Before he came here, he had patted his chest with the British father. Hearing the words, he quickly confessed, "I've said something wrong, three gentlemen."

Mr. Kongbi interrupted directly, "Please go back! Liangcheng, see off the guests!"

The young man on the side immediately stretched out his hand, "Mr. Fan, please go back."

"Sir, this matter"

The young man took a step forward, "Mr. Fan, please go back!"

Mr. Fan had no choice but to stomp his feet angrily, turn around and leave.

"Please take these gifts with you."

Mr. Fan looked at the determined expression of the young man, waved his hand, "Let's go!"

A group of people carried things in and out, like a gust of wind blowing across the mountainside, leaving nothing but blowing away some thatch and kicking up some dust.

"It pales in comparison, let's make a judgment!"

The three of them walked out of the room, stood in front of the house, watched Mr. Fan and the people from the British government disappear at the end of the mountain road from afar, and spoke slowly.

"That's right, with such a state of mind and such behavior, if you become a great treasure, how can it be a blessing for the people, I am afraid that you will directly burn the Daxia Dynasty, which is already riddled with holes."

"From this point of view, Concubine De might really be a better choice."

"The problem now is that both sides are watching us, and we have to make a decision."

"I think Xia Gaoyang's suggestion is feasible."

"I also think that in comparison, he is the one who really stands on our side and helps us think of countermeasures!"

"Then follow that method?"

"can."

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)