Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 188 Second, You Win
In the study room, the stove was blazing, and the old man had a benevolent brow and a kind face.

Xia Houchun choked for breath, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Grandson doesn't know."

The old man's eyes were dark, and he smiled lightly: "I don't know? Do I not know or dare not?"

The pungent cooking smoke invaded, Xia Houchun frowned, looked at the back of Mrs. Wang and Song He leaving, his eyes were complicated, and he said softly: "Grandpa wants to kill chickens to scare monkeys?"

The old man snorted lightly, "It seems that you are not stupid yet."

Xia Houchun smiled wryly, and Murong Yan beside him blinked his eyes.

The cool breeze poured in, and the half-old plain curtains swayed gently. The old man stood with his sleeves wrapped around him, gazing into the distance quietly. It is not a good thing to say that Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban."

Seeing this cursing, Xia Houchun and Murong Yan looked at each other, a little ashamed, it seems that his resentment still hasn't dissipated.

His eyes were cold, and he snorted, "The civil servants and military generals who followed the old man to fight the world, except for the humble and low-ranking, all the civil servants and generals were sent to various places, but after a hundred years, they have gradually become The climate, whether it is a landlord or a powerful, is directly or indirectly connected to our Dajing local government."

He snorted softly, "It's Jinzhou, do you think it's really a matter of Jin Palace? Wrong, in the eyes of nearly [-] people in Jinzhou, the Cui family, the Wang family and even the Song family The appeal of the top ten aristocratic families is much greater than that of the imperial court, and their words can be worth a thousand words of the imperial court."

"Even in the eyes of some powerful gentry controlled by the aristocratic family, the court decree is just a piece of paper, which is no match for the fluffy words from the deep house of these aristocratic families."

He turned around and stared at Xia Houchun, with unwillingness and coldness in his scorching eyes, "Now you know why I will be cruel next time."

Xia Houchun was sober, and after a little silence, he bowed his head in shame and said: "Sun Er knows that the local government is often influenced and even constrained by the aristocratic clan, but he never expected that they can control it to such an extent that the situation is almost corrupt."

He took a step back and bowed respectfully to the old man: "I also ask Grandpa to give me some advice."

The old man patted Xia Houchun on the shoulder, and pulled him to sit down again by the stove. Murong Yan hurriedly added fuel and firewood, and his bright eyes shone brightly in the raging flames.

The old man smiled lovingly at Murong Yan, the waves of fire rushed towards his face, the old man's sickly white cheeks were as bright as drunkenness, and the blazing flames baked his thin body that was afraid of the cold.

He curled up slightly, squinted his eyes, and said softly: "This is a stubborn disease, you can't use strong medicine, otherwise it's like putting fuel on the fire by putting out the fire with a salary."

With a light tone, he said slowly: "So you should find a gentle and good medicine, take it step by step, and take it slowly, don't act too hastily."

Xiahou Chun lowered his head and stared at the flames in the furnace, flickering and flickering, and said in thought: "My grandson once heard from my father that the collapse of all places in all dynasties and dynasties all stems from the system, but my grandson believes that the destruction of all systems is caused by the system. It's about people.

For example, the reason why the situation in my Dajing area is almost corrupt is that the so-called gentry, tyrants, and landlords all obey the orders of the aristocratic families, disregarding the imperial edicts, ignoring your majesty's favor and power, and even hiding it from others. Under bullying, in the fish and meat city, it is a disaster. "

Xia Houchun raised his eyes and stared at the old man, as if he had glimpsed the land and society from those deep eyes, and also glimpsed a trace of hatred and disgust towards the powerful family. Why is the old grandpa Taizong so relieved.

This is a real heart to Dajing, who understands the general situation and takes the overall situation into consideration.

Even though Taizong was forced to abolish the vassal at the beginning, he never resented him.

The old man smiled kindly, took the tongs from Murong Yan's hand, pushed the ashes away, and asked casually: "That's right, since that's the case, what do you think should be done?"

Xia Houchun had already prepared the manuscript, after a while of silence, he said slowly: "Grandson has three strategies, if there is something wrong, I hope Grandpa will correct it."

The old man's eyes showed curiosity, he seemed to be surprised, but also relieved, he smiled and said: "It's okay, just speak out."

Xia Houchun's eyes were bright, his tone was calm, and he said in a low voice: "Just now, my grandson said that since the implementation of the system comes from people, the most important thing is to rob people from powerful families, not only to rob talents, but also to rob their land, Shady households and control over the place.

The first is to weaken the aristocratic family's entry into official students, and increase the number of poor, poor, and peasant children. The imperial court provides funds for their study, career selection, and even distribution of food and clothing. Help the center to control the place, and then step by step, like setting up a camp, erodes its foundation bit by bit. "

The old man frowned, turned to look at Murong Yan, and smiled kindly: "Girl, what do you think of this method?"

Murong Yan knew that the former Supreme wanted to test herself, so she was not stage-frightened. After thinking for a while, she shook her head slightly and retorted: "Murong thought that this method of Brother Shi would be effective once and for all, but for Dajing I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

This is interesting, the old man asked with great interest: "Oh? Tell me carefully."

Murong Yan smiled apologetically at Xia Houchun, Xia Houchun waved his hand and said, "Just say it, you don't care."

Murong Yan leaned slightly, and after considering the words, he said softly: "If it is really carried out according to the law that my elder brother said, and everything for the young and children is supported by the imperial court, how can we bear it with the power of the Great Jing Kingdom?

Furthermore, although this method is good, it is difficult to quench the thirst in the distant waters. It will be difficult for the short ones to make meritorious deeds in more than ten years, and the elders will not be able to make achievements in decades. When it grows up, the country will be destroyed first, and we can't wait for that day, so I think this method is not appropriate. "

The old man clapped his hands and smiled, "What the little girl said is very true, it hits the nail on the head."

Murong Yan's cheeks were flushed, she quickly got up, bowed respectfully to the old man awkwardly, blushing, "Murong can't afford such a compliment from His Majesty."

The old man smiled, and turned to look at Xia Houchun: "You heard it too, this method is slow to take effect, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and maybe even a few white-eyed wolves will pop up, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate. Besides, But is there another way?"

Xia Houchun smiled slightly, showing his white teeth: "This method is naturally slow to take effect, but before implementing 'robbing people', my grandson will first implement the second plan."

The old man cheered up: "Oh? Come and listen?"

Xia Houchun grinned, and turned his palm into a knife, slanting towards everything, as fast as lightning, and extremely sharp: "In my Dajing territory, there are hundreds of families, and more than ten families. In the treasury of his tripod storehouse, there are hundreds of millions of gold, silver, money and food plundered, which can be called rotten chestnuts and piles of boxes, and the grandson only needs to eradicate nearly half of them to feed back to the court. Recover blood and heal yourself."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Or, after harvesting one crop, support another crop, so that the cycle goes on and on, and the grandson will not believe that the speed of their aristocratic family with hundreds of families can be faster than my machete."

The old man changed his face, looked straight at Xia Houchun, his momentum gradually increased, his eyes were burning, and he asked word by word: "Aren't you afraid that they will lift the table?"

Xia Houchun lowered his gaze, smiled lightly, and replied: "Since one of us and the family must fall, why are there so many false promises? What's more, even if I really give them hope, will they believe it? "

The old man stared at Xia Houchun intently, as if he wanted to see the grandson of the emperor through his clear eyes, but unexpectedly, the waves were calm, like an ancient well and deep pool, bottomless. Complex, shook his head and said: "If you think so, then you won't be able to sit on that chair steadily."

Xia Houchun raised his eyes, under Murong Yan's strange expression, he looked serious, and said with a shy face: "Please teach me, grandpa."

The old man picked up the tongs, and after fiddling in the gradually quiet brazier, the blazing flames came up and almost burned Xia Houchun's eyebrows.

He looked at Xia Houchun in front of him, shook his head and laughed, pointed at him and shook his head and said: "You, it's not really that you don't understand, I just want to trick you."

"Grandpa, you have learned a lot, and everything can't escape your eyes."

Xia Houchun smiled shyly, and bent down to worship the tunnel.

He laughed at himself: "To tell you the truth, my grandpa, in fact, my grandson doesn't know that politics is the true meaning of compromise. From grandpa Taizong to emperor father, he has compromised before. When we were enemies, we once joined forces with Xuanzong and other sects to fight against the enemy, although the two sides could not be said to be gluey, they were mutually beneficial and win-win, but later Xuanzong was too low-handed and used some schemes to assassinate him."

"And the father is also the same. Longwei has been following the rules for twenty years, and has been forbearing until now."

His voice paused, his eyes were responsible, and he said softly: "Furthermore, no matter how much the father resists, when dealing with Taoist sects, he will win over a group, suppress a group, and suppress another group in the court, so as to divide the Taoist slaves. , Unfortunately, because Xuanzong stood behind him and supported him, many measures still had little effect, so my grandson knows very well that we will eventually be unable to defeat Weiwei Daomen with mortal power."

The old man's smile subsided, his temperament gradually became ethereal, his eyes were complicated, he seemed to be relieved, but also worried. He seemed to have guessed Xia Houchun's real plan, and after a dark sigh, he said softly: "That's why you are willing to introduce Buddhism to counter Xuanzong. ? Are you not afraid that it is easy to ask God to send God, but it is difficult to lure wolves into the house?"

Xia Houchun remained silent, staring at the purple-red charcoal fire in the furnace, watching it fluctuate like clusters of red grass in the cold wind, even in the cold winter, it still stands tenaciously, high-spirited and burning.

He lowered his eyes and said in an indifferent voice: "But grandson can't just watch the demon concubine corrupt my Dajing Guozuo and cause the Xiahou clan to perish and destroy the country, right? In the end, he felt pity for the other party and spared his life?"

The old man was exhausted and didn't know what to say. In fact, he didn't know that Xia Houchun had no choice but to join forces with Buddhism, but even if he didn't agree, others would agree, which means that Buddhism will eventually enter the arena. The controversy between Buddhism and Taoism that Chun initiated on his own initiative has already begun.

And what he can do is to rein in the East Jing Kingdom, which is gradually slipping into Xuanzong's arms, and pull back the Xiahou clan in this two major sects.

In short, in a word, my fate is up to me.

The old man was silent.

The charcoal fire in the house was burning, and the old man was deeply depressed. He suddenly laughed at himself: "I finally understand why I am not as good as the second child."

Xia Houchun was stunned when he heard the words, and saw the old man raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to be surprised and sighed, and there was also a hint of relief and admiration. He had mixed feelings, and said slowly: "I always thought that I lost because of the weak power. , the loss is due to the lack of assistance from the Taoist sect, and the loss is due to the fact that the civil servants and generals did not work together, and it was not known until today."

He smiled in relief: "It turns out that I lost in courage."

Xia Houchun was at a loss.

The old man's eyes were in a trance, looking into the distance, which was the direction of Taikang City.

The old man looked responsible, and sighed: "Second brother, brother, I am indeed not as good as you, not as good as you."

He lowered his head and said to himself: "It's just a pity that you were killed by the Taoist sect, heh, you idiot, it's nothing more than seeking skins from tigers, but you actually want to use the trick of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge against the Taoist sect, you are at a disadvantage now, huh , deserve it!"

"Let you snatch Lao Tzu's throne and die earlier than Lao Tzu. I don't know whether to say you are smart or stupid! Oh, you are really stupid. You know they are not easy to mess with, but you still talk to them It's so hard, don't you know 'Mingxiu plank road to cross Chencang secretly'? Don't you know how to make a fool of yourself? Where did all the plots and tricks when you competed with me for the throne go?"

Xia Houchun opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Just as he was about to defend his grandpa, who had never been masked, he suddenly shut up obediently.

The old man had already burst into tears, tears streaming down his face.

"When the old man left, he told me thousands of times, saying that I am the elder brother, and I should let you take the lead in everything. I listened to it and did it. I will do whatever you want, let you do what you want, and even give you the throne. , but in the end, you have left such a mess for our descendants? You have to work hard for your descendants to clean it up, are you ashamed?"

Murong Yan looked at Xia Houchun begging for help, he shook his head silently, after hesitating for a moment, he said softly: "My father said that before Grandpa Taizong passed away, he deliberately left instructions saying that you are the mainstay of the Xiahou clan. , Dajing can live without him, but he cannot live without you; he also left a will, let us treat you well."

He paused, and said softly: "Father also mentioned that the past and the past have all gone with the wind, and everything returns to ashes and ashes to ashes."

The implication is that he will also obey the ancestral edict and treat Jin Wang's lineage kindly.

"He also said, I hope you can let go of your prejudices and let the Xiahou clan get through this crisis."

The old man's eyes were in a trance, and he muttered to himself, but he was vague and didn't know what to say.

Murong Yan pulled Xia Houchun, he immediately stopped talking and fell silent.

After a while, the old man's cloudy eyes were filled with tears, "How is the third child?"

The third child in the mouth is none other than the former Zongzheng Temple Dazong Zhengxia Hou Lian.

It is also the toddler old man who is stationed in the capital as an octogenarian.

The respected elder who taught Xia Houchun earnestly before Xia Houchun left.

Xia Houchun lowered his eyes and sighed secretly, "Third grandfather is old and weak, so he just tried his best."

The old man whose real name is Xia Houxu breathed out lightly, and said to himself: "The third child has never entered the Taoist sect, nor has he practiced martial arts. If he can live to this day, he may only have his last breath left."

"Besides these, did your father tell you anything else before going to Tiandu Peak?"

Mentioning the "willful" emperor, Xia Houchun was silent, and asked himself, he actually complained that he was disregarding the overall situation, but because Xuanzong's head teacher was about to "fly up", he couldn't wait to kill people and leave the big picture behind. Does Jingbainian Foundation leave it alone?
He is an emperor, not a widow and a widower without relatives or relatives. If the Dajing hundred-year-old Guozuo really collapsed, Emperor Jing would hardly be able to absolve himself of the blame.

After a while, Xia Houchun lowered his eyes and said in a nonchalant voice: "What else can I say? It's nothing more than explaining the funeral."

The old man sighed: "Don't blame him, Your Majesty, he can't help himself. He has been holding back all these years. Seeing that killing his father and enemy is in Tiandu Peak, but he can't go to avenge him. It is heart-wrenching and painful. How can you feel it?"

Xia Houchun thought of what Emperor Jing said in the Qilin Hall that day, and for some reason, he always felt a little stuck in his heart.

His lips twitched, his tone was astringent, and he said in a slow voice: "Over the past few days, my grandson has been telling me that everything should be done with the overall situation in mind, and you should not be reckless. If you can't bear it, you will make a big mess."

"Trying to convince myself and comfort myself with the words 'It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge', I keep telling myself that I have a heavy burden on my shoulders, and if anything happens to my father, I will have to shoulder the burden in the future." Take the lead, so I can't be impulsive, and I can't be impulsive."

His tone gradually became hoarse, "But as time goes by, the pressure in my grandson's heart has not been relieved, but it has become more and more serious, and even the murderous nature in my heart has become stronger. Whenever I meet Taoist disciples or even real people, I will kill them all!" Killing, as if this can eliminate the hatred in my heart."

Murong Yan looked at her worriedly, "Brother Shi."

The old man's face was calm, "Then what are you thinking now?"

Xia Houchun bowed his head, and after a long silence, he said in a dejected voice: "The grandson can't beat Taiwei yet, and he hasn't the guts to go to Tiandu Peak to seek revenge from him, and he doesn't even have the guts to ask him for a sword."

He paused, changed the subject, and said decisively: "But no matter what, grandson must go to Tiandu Peak once in his life, and ask that old Taiwei, when will my grandfather's life be returned to us! "

The old man was startled when he heard the words, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, as if smiling.

Er, he burst out laughing.

laugh happily.

The old man patted Xia Houchun on the shoulder, with a look of relief on his face: "It's fine to ask the sword in Tiandu Peak, you, you just need to be a good and conservative king, so we can rest in peace if we have knowledge under the spring."

Xia Houchun was stunned, and said in a shy voice, "Grandpa, don't you blame me for being useless?"

The old man snorted and said: "Worthless? If this is considered useless, then your father has endured for 20 years, what has become?"

His tone was gentle, "Do you remember what Wen Zhonghou said before the old man raised his army?"

Xiao He, Marquis of Wen Zhong, was the first Prime Minister of the founding of Dajing.

He is also the patriarch of the Taikang Xiao family, the great-grandfather of Xiao Xiang Xiao Yuanzheng and Xiao Concubine Xiao Mei.

Xia Houchun's eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself: "Build walls high, accumulate grain widely, and become king slowly."

The old man patted the back of Xia Houchun's hand and said with a smile: "That's right! What you have to do is not to challenge the unrivaled Taoist sect with a weak body, but to accumulate strength and harden your fists first, so that you can only punch in this way." Powerful."

The corners of Xia Houchun's eyes became wet, he choked up and said: "Grandpa."

The old man laughed heartily, "Whatever you want to do, just do it. If anything happens, don't be frightened and timid, don't be afraid, the sky hasn't fallen yet, if it really does, there will be old men like us Let’s go, after all our Dajing is not dead yet.”

Xia Houchun lifted his robe, bent down and knelt down, and kowtowed three times.

"Grandson, thank you, Grandpa."

With a smile on his face, the old man sighed secretly.

Second child, you have won again.

That's all, before he dies, I'll help you little hozen.

Oh, but don't be complacent, I'm not looking at your face.

The widow is for Dajing.

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"My lord, Cui Yuanjun, the old grandpa of the Cui family, has come to make an apology."

Outside the study, the old servant reported respectfully.

The grandfather and grandson stopped talking immediately.

(End of this chapter)