The Most Powerful Man in the World

There are more than [-] people in the entire poetry club on weekdays, but there are about dozens of people who can come to the party every time, even if there are only a few dozen people, this number is actually quite a lot.

Several literati with a bit of alcohol on their bodies entered the house, and many people had come early in the courtyard, and now everyone was gathering in groups of three or five.

Of course, what everyone is discussing at the moment is not poetry, nor gossip about which official, but the hottest topic in the capital.

Three days after the afternoon, thousands of people went to the court to ask for beheading. This is definitely the first time in Beijing for decades. Even the ordinary people in the capital are talking about it, not to mention these scholars. .

When scholars gather together, it is natural to have high-level discussions, as if there is nothing in the world that they cannot discuss.

A young man with a crown like a jade, sitting there with a delicate jade pendant in one hand, looks like a gentle and jade-like son.

Song Yu

It's true that this young man with a crown like a jade is just called Song Yu, but his appearance really does not tarnish such a name.

While drinking tea and playing with jade pendants, Song Yu had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept over the scholars present.

Beside him, the scholar Weiming said to Song Yu with a bit of pride: "How about Brother Song? This Yuanshan Poetry Society is not bad. Although Brother Song is a direct disciple of the sage, but in this capital, his identity is not bad. But there are not a few who are not worse than Brother Song."

Saying that, Wei Ming pointed to a big tree not far away, a gentleman in blue, surrounded by a dozen soldiers, said in a low voice, "Brother Song, can you see that person? When the son of Chaoge's hometown, Li Yi, once worshipped under the door of Li Dongyang, the first assistant of the former cabinet, he is no worse than Brother Song in terms of his own identity and teacher pedigree."

Song Yu smiled slightly and said, "How can Song be comparable to this Young Master Li? Brother Wei, don't make fun of Song!"

Wei Ming shook his head and said, "Brother Song is too self-effacing. You are a descendant of the Confucian Sect in Qufu, and your status is no worse than any of the powerful children present."

Speaking of which, Wei Ming said curiously: "Speaking of Brother Song, you came to the capital this time. I don't know why? At the beginning, Wei Mou had handwritten Brother Song's invitation to come here more than once, but he was rejected by Brother Song. Yes……"

Hearing this, Song Yu smiled slightly and said, "The reason why I rejected Brother Wei's invitation before was because I was successful in my studies, and my teacher did not allow it. Now that Song has been successful in his studies, he naturally has to read ten thousand volumes of books and travel ten thousand miles. The land cannot but come!"

Wei Ming said with a look of surprise: "So Brother Song is on a study tour!"

Just as Wei Ming and Song Yu were talking in a low voice, the smell of alcohol came to his face, and he saw several scholars sit down, one of them looked at Song Yu and his eyes lit up and said to Wei Ming: " Wei Ming, how do you call this Xiongtai, won't you give us an introduction?"

Wei Ming coughed lightly and said, "This is Song Yu, a friend of Wei when he was a child. He worshipped under the sage's door. Now that he has completed his studies, he has traveled all over the world. Please take care of him."

"Haha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say, if there is anything in this capital, just come to us."

Sun Jingan patted her chest and looked at Song Yudao.

Song Yu nodded slightly, and said with a calm expression: "So, Song Mou would like to thank you all!"

Wei Ming looked at Sun Jing'an and the others: "Brother Sun, if you are drunk, if Elder Li Ge comes here, you will be rude!"

Hearing Wei Ming mentioning the old man Li Shi, Sun Jing'an and several people's awe-inspiring alcohol dissipated a lot.

If they are favored by Li Shi, they may not be able to become the next Mo Qing. In the Poetry Society, who does not know that Mo Qing is Li Shi's successor and proud disciple.

It was because of Li Shi's attention and support, coupled with Mo Qing's own ability, that he had climbed to the high position of a waiter in more than ten years.

It's a pity that now Mo Qing has been doomed, and the whole family is about to be beheaded. Without Mo Qing, will Li Shi choose another person to be his successor?

Although it is not very likely, as long as there is such a possibility, everyone has great expectations.

Not to mention the rest, just being able to be recognized by Li Shi as his successor means that he can inherit Li Shi's interpersonal network. When this big network exists, it may not be able to reach the height of Mo Qing.

With a light cough, Sun Jingan explained: "We just kept a little bit of wine, we were really angry, we couldn't help drinking two more glasses!"

Several scholars who were with Sun Jingan nodded and said, "Yes, not to mention us, if it were you, Brother Wei, I'm afraid you would also have a few drinks with us."

Hearing the words of Sun Jingan and the others, Wei Ming couldn't help but stunned for a moment, and said doubtfully, "Oh? Why are you angry?"

Song Yu, who was playing with the jade pendant, also looked at Sun Jingan and the others.

Sun Jingan said indignantly: "On the notice, Lord Mo Qing is so innocent, but he was framed by that thief Chu Yi, and he ended up being sacked all over the place. I can't wait to be angry."

Wei Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Sun Jing'an say: "Brother Wei, you said that if we jointly signed a letter to the emperor, and prayed that the emperor would stay away from the eunuchs and villains, and stay close to the worthy ministers, will your majesty punish the Chu thief!"

Hearing the name of Chu Yi, Song Yu couldn't help but pause slightly while playing with the jade pendant, her eyes as calm as water.

Wei Ming hesitated and said, "How trustworthy your Majesty is to Chu Yi, and entrusted the Sili Supervisor and the Royal Horse Supervisor to him. I'm afraid that this trust is not something that I can shake if I sign a joint letter!"

Sun Jingan said: "If Chu Yi's position cannot be shaken, it means that there are not enough people in our alliance. I believe that as long as we can contact more literati to write to the emperor, the emperor will definitely value our opinions and give everyone a satisfaction. answer!"

Wei Ming said subconsciously: "Isn't this forcing the palace!"

Sun Jingan's eyes widened and said, "What is forcing the palace? How could this be forcing the palace? I just want His Majesty to listen to the voices of scholars in the world!"

Several scholars on the side nodded again and again: "Brother Jing'an is right, I and others are light-hearted, and only by uniting can we reach the sky and let Your Majesty pay attention to me, and know our ardent expectations and loyalty to Your Majesty!"

[Monthly pass, monthly pass, monthly pass, there is no reward! 】

The one hundred and seventieth chapter of Taoism is different and seeks for each other [seeking monthly ticket]

Several scholars nodded again and again: "Yes, I just let His Majesty listen to my heart, why should I force Gongyi to say it!"

Perhaps it was because Sun Jingan's voice was a little louder, which alarmed many people in the yard.

Under the big tree, Li Yi, the son of the elder patriarch, who was gathering together and talking with each other, came over at this moment, and his eyes first swept over Song Yu who was sitting there.

Song Yu was introduced by Wei Ming. After learning about Song Yu's identity and origin, Li Yi naturally felt a sense of rejection towards Song Yu.

Not only the appearance of Song Yu, but also the origin of Song Yu's apprenticeship also made Li Yi feel a pressure. In the past, from this distant mountain poetry club, he was the son of the old man, and he once worshipped in front of him. Under the sect of the first assistant, he can be regarded as a famous teacher, and his status is not bad.

Among the members of the Poetry Society, there is really no one who can compare with him, so in this Poetry Society, Li Yi has always been the object of compliment and admiration.

But this time Song Yu, no matter how slow Li Yi's reaction is, he knows that Song Yu will definitely give away a large part of the attention he has received.

Therefore, Li Yi had been reluctant to approach Song Yu from the very beginning, and his group was in the distance, but Sun Jingan was alarmed and came over.

I just heard Li Yi look at Sun Jingan and say, "Brother Jingan, why are you so excited, how is your majesty?"

Obviously, Li Yi didn't understand what Sun Jingan said, but only vaguely heard the mention of the Son of Heaven, which made him come over.

Sun Jingan glanced at Li Yi, then bowed his hands and said, "It turns out it's Brother Li, it's nothing, didn't Sun Mou and some friends see the notice before, and he drank some wine in his heart, and just now met Wei Wei. Brother Ming mentioned whether everyone can jointly sign a letter to the emperor and complain for Lord Mo Qing!"

Li Yi couldn't help but feel a move in his heart when he heard the words, and said with a chuckle, "Oh, Brother Jing'an has such a consideration. If he really wants to jointly sign a letter, he will be counted as one of Li!"

Mo Qing was the successor chosen by Li Yi's father, and Mo Qing lived up to his expectations. At the age of [-], he had already reached a high position as a servant, and in the next step, he would be able to take charge of a department and even enter the cabinet.

As long as there is no accident in Mo Qing, then even if Li Shi is appointed to the office, with Mo Qing in the court, no one dares to look down on the Li family. As the son of the Li family, whether Li Yi will have a good life in the future will also depend on How far can Mo Qing go?

The result was good, Mo Qing was actually planted in the hands of Chu Yi, which was to break the future of the Li family, no wonder Li Shi had reacted so much in the cabinet earlier.

Hearing Li Yi's intentional response, Sun Jingan's eyes lit up. These scholars are either honest, down-to-earth and climb up by their own abilities, but this way skips hardships, and it can be said that those who can really stand out are hundreds of thousands of people. None of them.

For scholars, there is also another way to become famous in the world, and that is to become famous.

It's just that even if people like Sun Jingan want to be famous, it's not so easy. They have no ability and no fame. Even if they have big ambitions, they are just false.

I don’t know how many literati lingered in the capital, trying every means to curry favor with the important officials in the court, in order to one day enter the eyes of an adult and rise to the top.

Now, there is a perfect opportunity in front of them. After ten years of silence, it has become a blockbuster. Sun Jingan and several others have fantasized about jointly writing the emperor. .

As a literati, with fame, you can't go anywhere in the world.

If it was just an idea that was hot in his head before, Sun Jingan felt the admiring gazes from many people around him, and his whole person seemed to be a lot more transparent at once.

Isn't the opportunity that I have been looking forward to for a long time now, to jointly write a letter to the emperor, to make things bigger as much as possible, it is best to be known to the world, and as the initiator, he will definitely become famous in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Sun Jingan couldn't help trembling with excitement. Once this opportunity was missed, he didn't know when to wait for the next time. Besides, there were so many people here, and Sun Jingan felt a sense of crisis just by seeing everyone's reactions.

He doesn't think that he is the only one who can think of this, maybe there are some people present who have the same thoughts and plans as him at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, the alcohol all over his body dissipated a lot at once, and Sun Jingan stood up straight and shouted: "Everyone, please listen to Sun Mou!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Sun Jingan, and it was the first time that Sun Jingan became the focus of everyone. At the moment when he felt everyone's eyes gathered on him, he felt a little fluttering in his heart. The feeling of being in the limelight?

Even for this, he has to become famous, no matter how much he pays for it.

With a determination in his heart, Sun Jingan said slowly: "Everyone, how wrong is Mr. Mo, the castration thief Chu Yi covers the sky and deceives the emperor, and the literati like me are all role models for the people, do we have to sit back and watch this kind of injustice happen? "

Everyone looked at Sun Jingan, and when several Sun Jingan supporters heard the words, they couldn't help shouting: "No, no!"

Sun Jingan nodded slightly and said, "The sages once said that the literati of our generation set their minds for the heaven and the earth, set up their lives for the life and the people, continue the unique learning for the sages of the past, and create peace for the world. Wake up the emperor, give up me, who else is there!"

Li Yi showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Sun Jing'an, nodding slightly, and at the same time looking at the reactions of the people around him.

I have to say that Sun Jingan's remarks were quite encouraging. At least [-] to [-]% of the people present looked excited and looked at Sun Jingan with unparalleled approval.

Li Yi can perceive this, and Sun Jingan can naturally see it. He is excited and waved his arms and said: "Sun is not talented. I wish to write to the emperor. Would you like to follow Sun's way?"

"I'm waiting for it!"

In the Yuanshan Poetry Club, dozens of literati were extremely excited and surrounded Sun Jingan. For a time, Sun Jingan became the core of everyone present. Even the demeanor of Li Yi and Song Yu was given to Sun Jingan. pressed down.

Sun Jingan first wrote the remonstrance book in person, and resolutely wrote his name, and then handed the brush in his hand to a scholar.

The soldier's hands trembled slightly, his face was a little red, and he also wrote his name on the remonstrance book.

One by one, there will soon be dozens of people.

After Wei Ming wrote his name, he handed the brush in his hand to Song Yu who was sitting there: "Brother Song, you must not miss this grand event!"

Song Yu smiled slightly, glanced at everyone and said, "Everyone, Song has also heard of Chu Yi's murderous name, aren't everyone afraid of this butcher's killing?"

As soon as Song Yu said this, many people's expressions changed, but at this moment, Li Yi showed a folding fan in his hand and smiled slightly: "Brother Song has overestimated that Chu Yi, he is in Jiangnan. The land is indeed killing a lot of people under the banner of imperial envoys, but it is the south of the Yangtze River where the Emperor Tiangao is far away. Don’t forget, this is the capital of the capital, and there are hundreds of civil and military officials and honorable people. If he dares to slaughter scholars, he will Aren't you afraid of making the public angry?"

Sun Jingan glanced at Song Yu in disgust, and the good scene was almost destroyed by Song Yu's words, only to hear Sun Jingan sneer: "I heard that Brother Song is the disciple of the sage of Qufu, don't you know that Kong Yue Chengren and Meng Yue take justice. Does it make sense, my generation of scholars, why not die?"

Saying that, Sun Jingan chuckled and glanced at Song Yudao with disdain: "Of course, if Brother Song Yu is afraid of Chu Yi, you don't need to sign it!"

For a while, almost everyone's eyes fell on Song Yu. Everyone signed their names. Whether it was voluntary or influenced by the atmosphere, at this moment, anyone who did not sign was an outlier in the eyes of everyone. .

Wei Ming, who was sitting next to Song Yu, couldn't help but hurriedly said to Song Yu: "Brother Song, everyone joins in this grand event. You are a saint's disciple. If you can participate in it, you will definitely attract the attention of the emperor..."

Song Yu glanced at Wei Ming, shook his head slightly, played with the jade pendant and said lightly: "Everyone, please forgive Song for not agreeing.

After saying this, Song Yu stood up and glanced in the direction of the long pavilion in the distance, white clothes fluttering, and fluttering away in the eyes of everyone's astonishment and contempt.

Everyone watched Song Yu leave, and after reacting, they couldn't help cursing in the direction Song Yu was leaving.

"Bah, what saint disciple, you have lost all face of the saint!"

"What's the matter, the Tao is different, does he look down on me and wait?"

"It's just a little white face, what kind of scholar!"

Wei Ming, who had recommended Song Yu to come here, looked embarrassed and apologized to everyone, "Everyone, it's all because of Wei's ignorance. I never thought that Song Yu was such a cowardly rat!"

A scholar patted Wei Ming on the shoulder and said, "As the saying goes, if it weren't for this incident, it's not just Brother Wei, but I'm afraid that I will be deceived by him."

In the long pavilion in the distance, there are two figures, one of them is an old man sitting there, and a man is standing beside the old man. If anyone sees it, they will be able to recognize that the old man is Li Shi, one of the elders in the court. , is also the owner of this room.

Li Shi sat there leisurely drinking tea. Seeing that Song Yu didn't participate in it, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. In order to attract the sage disciple of the other party, he spent a lot of thought.

Even if Sun Jingan didn't step out to take the lead today, there would be others. In the end, all of this was driven by Li Shi behind the scenes.

I thought I could persuade Song Yu to join the letter to the emperor, but I never thought that the other party would reject it so neatly.