Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 1090 Some People

Fang Jun is depressed, what are you happy about, old man?

We are not the same way!
Fang Jun frowned and said: "You are the mirror of the ages, impartial and selfless, and you have lived your life with admonitions! But my nephew, I can't do this. We just want to be a slanderous courtier, a high-ranking official must ride a fine horse, and be rich and powerful. Wouldn't it be nice to live a happy life?"

Liu Xuanyi stroked his forehead...

What the hell, I've lived for nearly 30 years, and I've never seen someone who can speak so confidently of his determination to be a courtier!

Fang Er Er, you are awesome!
The jailers on the side had sparkling eyes and a look of admiration on their faces!
This is the role model!

Beauty with money, promotion and fortune, who in the world would not want to?But those noble and dignified children from aristocratic families claim to be Confucian students and talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but aren't they doing all these things behind their backs?
It's really shameless to set up a memorial archway even if you are a cousin!
Look at Fang Jun, just relying on his father's power, brazenly flattering his majesty, and daring to say it outright - I just want to be a sycophant!
Is this a real gentleman, or a real villain?
No matter what kind it is, in short, Fang Er is Fang Er, from ancient times to the present, throughout the Tang Dynasty, it is unique!

But people do what they say, so what about the courtiers?

Still high-ranking officials have to sit and horses have to ride, don't you agree?
I can't accept it...

Wei Zheng was almost choked to death, his beard was so angry that his beard was raised!

He stared and shouted angrily: "Don't use these nonsense words to deceive the old man! I come to ask you, if you don't care about the common people, why do you provoke the Yuan family and the powerful family? If you don't have benevolence in your heart, why do you want to blame all the crimes yourself? Take it all on your shoulders, and hastily end this case? If you don’t have mercy, why do you release all the people who are making troubles?”

Fang Jun scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

Are you an upright and honest Wei Guangzheng?
The answer is no, not in the previous life, not in this life...

He just wants to live up to the benefits of traveling through a journey, do something in this prosperous and beautiful era, change something, and lay a stronger foundation for this troubled, compassionate and loving nation.

Maybe one day the Tang Dynasty will still perish, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms will still be in a mess, and the Song Dynasty will still rise, but Fang Jun hopes that he can broaden the vision of this nation and speed up the pace of more advanced social reforms.

As for loyal ministers or sycophants...

He never gave it much thought.

Since His Majesty Li Er can be appreciated, supported, and reused by coaxing His Majesty, why bother to pretend to be upright and upright, making your own road twists and turns?

He has always firmly believed in one thing, regardless of whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat...

But what Wei Zheng said hit Fang Jun's heart.

I may be able to embezzle, or accept bribes, or flatter and slander, but the love and compassion for the people of the world is always the same in my heart.These are a group of poor people, and they are also a group of great people. They survived in humility, endured all kinds of humiliation and hardships, but they were always able to spare no effort to drive out the Tartars after the empire overthrew Shenzhou Luchen, and wrote a new story with their lives and blood. Chapter!
Who can not love such people?

After a moment of silence, Fang Jun did not intentionally take revenge on Wei Zheng, and sighed softly: "It is the most reasonable thing in the world for a benevolent man to love others. The common people are too miserable. They want to fight against the sky, against the earth, against the wind, frost, rain and snow, and against the mountains and rivers. Fighting non-stop, just to live better! But there are always some aristocratic families who claim to be high above the clouds and don't treat people as human beings, so that these ordinary people still have to fight with them in the cracks of survival I don’t like it, so I have to fight on behalf of these common people with those aristocratic families to see whether they are born noble, or the common people are as good as water!”

After some words, the tone was sonorous, full of unparalleled self-confidence!

History has proven that anyone who stands on the opposite side of the people will be ruthlessly swept into the dustbin of history by the people!
This is the case with the imperial dynasty, and the same is true of the aristocratic family!

Wei Zheng nodded approvingly, and said with a gratified smile, "Of course, the old man did not misunderstand the person, so today he dragged his body to the prison of Dali Temple to protect you from the wind and rain."

Fang Jun was stunned, and his heart suddenly warmed up.

No wonder Wei Zheng came here, he must have foreseen that the powerful family's counterattack was coming like a storm, so he came to stand up and cheer for him.

Don't look at Wei Zheng as an old man who is about to die, but the shadow of a famous tree, as long as Wei Zheng still has his breath, he will still be in the position of honest and direct advice, and he will still be the mirror of the fearless and fearless man through the ages!
Fang Jun used to think that Wei Zheng used this image and method to exchange for his political status, but now he suddenly realized his narrowness.

This is a great man who is truly willing to sacrifice his heart and soul for the country and the people without fear of life and death!

Wei Zheng's eyes flickered, he looked at Fang Jun and said with a smile: "Why, is the little bastard moved by the old man's protective heart? If so, how about writing a poem as the old man's elegiac couplet soon?"

Everyone looked at Fang Jun.

Fang Jun's poetic talent is naturally beyond doubt, and it is not a problem to write a pen and write a chapter.But who is Wei Zheng?The straight-talking minister of the Zhenguan Dynasty has never been seen through the ages!What kind of poem should Fang Jun write to be worthy of Wei Zheng's reputation, status and historical achievements?
Fang Jun looked at Wei Zheng with a smile and said, "Really want to write?"

When he asked such a question, everyone changed color!

Who doesn't know that Fang Jun is most famous not for writing poems and lyrics, but for cursing people?Back then, the famous performers in Pingkangfang were teased to death by Fang Jun's poems, and His Royal Highness the King of Wei was indelibly stained by Fang Jun's writing in his career...

Listening to Fang Jun's tone... Could it be possible to write a poem to mock Wei Zheng now?
The most nervous one was of course Wei Shuyu, who hurriedly shouted: "Presumptuous! My father is just saying something politely, do you take it seriously? My father is highly respected by the world, and he is as fair and honest as water. How can you be so reckless and reckless? Make unreasonable comments? You simply don’t know how high the sky is! "

Fang Jun sneered: "I don't want to write a certain book, since you insult me ​​so much, then you must write it!"

Wei Shuyu was terrified, stared and said: "No need!"

This mallet is full of bad water, who knows if he will write a poem full of irony and sarcasm?If there are one or two good sentences in it that can be handed down to the world, it will immediately become the dark history of Wei Zhengqing's life...

Wei Zheng patted his son's hand with a smile, looked at Fang Jun with a smile and said, "Even though it's written, the old man has no regrets in his life, so why worry about being criticized and slandered?"

This is temperament!

The heart is selfless, the natural world is broad, open and aboveboard!

Fang Jun clapped his hands and laughed, got up and came to the table, dipped his pen in the ink, concentrating for a while, thinking about which poem to write for Wei Zheng?

After thinking about it, he gave up the rice paper on the table, picked up the pen in one hand, and the inkstone in the other, and turned to face the snow-white wall behind him.

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the ink is dripping.

"Some people live
He is dead;
some people died

He's still alive..."

"some people
Riding on the people: 'Oh, how great I am!'

some people

Bend down and serve the people like a bull and a horse..."

"some people
Carve names into stone, think 'immortality';
some people

I would rather be a weed, waiting for the fire in the ground..."

"some people
He lives and others cannot live;
some people

He lives to live better for the majority..."

"He who lives that no one else can live,

His fate can be seen;
He who lives better for the majority,

The people lifted him up very high, very high..."

"In the 15th year of Zhenguan, a certain man and Zheng Guogong had a drink in prison. When they felt something, they wrote a poem to encourage each other..."

After writing the last word, Fang Jun only felt relieved in his heart. He threw his pen on the ground, turned around and lifted the jug high and tilted it up. The clear wine poured down like a white line. He raised his head and opened his mouth, drinking the jug of wine And do.

"happy!"

Fang Jun cheered for himself!

People have to pursue something, whether it's helping the country, or just waiting to die...

People must have a goal, whether it is to benefit the world, or to bring disaster to the country and the people...

Wei Zheng has dedicated his life to the world, he is just, upright and loves the people like a son, even though he is not dead, he can still make a conclusion.

What about yourself?
Or as the words on the wall say...

"Who carved names in stone

Names rot earlier than corpses;
As long as the spring breeze blows

There are green weeds everywhere..."

How can a few tombstones and a few history books be able to explain merits and demerits?
The people have a steelyard in their hearts, they weigh the world, and they have their own weight.

How can those treacherous and evil people be fooled for a while, how can they be fooled for a lifetime?

Those aristocratic families who ride on the heads of the people want to be immortal, and sooner or later they will rot sooner than their corpses; those upright officials are dedicated to the people, and Baixin will always pay homage to them...

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in the prison!

"Come here! Drag this ungrateful, mean-spirited bastard out and chop him off!"

The whole room was shocked!

　I also know that it is not good to break chapters like this, but since I joined the training class of breaking chapters at the starting point, it has become a habit.If you don't break it like this, it will be as tasteless as eating dumplings without garlic... Hehehe!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)