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Chapter 1385: Do you think this is right? (Part 1385) [Seeking monthly votes]

“How did justice come?”

Shen Tang put down the pen in his hand and made a gesture to the dark, indicating that all the guards should withdraw, as they were not needed here. Luan Xin entered the palace today with a fierce momentum, which naturally aroused the guards' vigilance. If he dared to do anything out of line at this time, the guards would immediately capture him, or even kill him on the spot.

In no dynasty was an official allowed to break into the palace!

Luan Xin's emotions were boiling but he still retained a trace of rationality.

His footsteps were almost nailed to death outside the temple gate.

At this moment, his soul seemed to float out of his body uncontrollably, and he watched from the perspective of a bystander as his master walked towards him lightly. The other party's voice was hard to distinguish, sometimes far away and sometimes near.

Until a steady and strong hand grasped his wrist.

Instantly, the hot air was forced into his lungs through his mouth and nose, making his chest burn and tear to the point of almost exploding. The illusion that his feet were weakly stepping on clouds disappeared. His feet felt the solidity of the earth again, and he was pulled into the hall.

"It's been a tiring journey. Even if Gongyi has something very important to do, he should take a good night's rest and get enough rest." Shen Tang often pulled the minister's wrist. This time, he could clearly feel that there was no flesh on his wrist through the sleeve fabric. "You've lost a lot of weight."

Luan Xin tried hard to get his heated and sluggish brain moving.

"Is this from the Lord?"

He held the bunch of black hair in front of his master who was trying to change the subject, and looked at her with his dark eyes, waiting for an answer.

The candlelight in the hall flickered, and the shadows on the ground seemed to be close yet distant.

If it was a joke on a normal day, Shen Tang would probably reply with "Yeah, your hair is good, isn't it?" But now, with Luan Xin's current mental state, he might explode: "Yes."

Luan Xin's knuckles holding the black hair were tense, as if he had used great willpower to suppress his emotions. Then he asked a question he had always avoided: "Did the Lord instruct Wen Yangong to die? Was it not just Gu Wangchao who instigated it?"

Shen Tang felt cold sweat on his palms.

The heart beat faster and the blood rushed to the brain: "Yes."

Before facing the problem, Shen Tang was still full of confidence. She was confident that she could control the Miao mother and son, but she was not sure whether the Miao mother and son could persuade Luan Xin, and whether the black hair of this self-torture trick could make Luan Xin soften.

"To avenge Gongxi? To make an example of others?"

She was surprised that Luan Xin knew it so clearly: "Yes."

Being passive all the time is not her style. Taking the initiative is her comfort zone. But some of her words sounded harsh: "Not only these, but also the title bestowed on Qiu Wenyan's eldest son was intentional. Miao's mother and son can't resist such temptation. They will take the initiative to agree. Seeing the duck about to be in their mouths fly away, they will be more anxious than me, and then beg you to give up. As Qiu Wenyan's widow and eldest son, they don't care about me, what else can Gongyi care about?"

Yes, the victim and her son no longer mentioned Qiu Cheng.

One day when the mother and son live in the Duke's Mansion, they may wake up in the middle of the night and be glad that they made a smart decision. As for how Qiu Cheng died, no one cared except Luan Xin, including Qiu Cheng's other old subordinates. The only person who was upset about this was Luan Xin.

Luan Xin looked forbearing, but it was hard to tell what emotion he was expressing.

"If I resign, will the Lord keep his promise?"

"What are you going to deliver? The title of Duke of a county for Qiu Wenyan's offspring?" Shen Tang gradually found his own rhythm. Even though his heart was in a state of confusion, his face was rational and calm to the point of hurting people. "What virtue and ability does Qiu Cheng have? What virtue and ability does his son have? Why does he have the honor of being a Duke of a county? Gongyi has no idea why. This title exists because of you. Without you, it would naturally not exist."

There is no clear order, so he can regret it at any time.

If it wasn’t because of Luan Xin, who would have conferred the title on Qiu Cheng’s offspring?

To put it bluntly, Qiu Cheng was just a warlord in a small place. If Shen Tang wanted to give a consolation prize to the defeated, there were so many kings who ranked before him. Would she give one to each of them? This is not a little red flower in kindergarten! The title given out must match the corresponding material conditions. Even if she was stingy and gave him only a few hundred households of food and fiefdom, it was still money.

Without Luan Xin, there would naturally be no title of Duke of County.

To put it bluntly, this Duke of the County belongs to Luan Xin.

Under normal circumstances, the king would show his favor to his subjects by giving them promotions, money and power. If giving it to Luan Xin directly would work, she would certainly be willing to give him the title of founding duke in one step! The problem is that his temper would not allow him to accept it! If he accepted it, he would not be Luan Gongyi.

Shen Tang was forcing the other party to accept this grace.

Luan Gongyi refused to accept it, right?

It’s okay, then let Miao mother and son collect it.

Could Luan Xin still stick his neck out and force the widow of the former lord to spit out the duck in her mouth? Or could he watch the orphans and widows left by the former lord being bullied? As soon as Luan Gongyi left, there were many people who came to trouble the mother and son who had lost their umbrella of protection!

This duke must be accepted even if he doesn’t want to!

You have to accept this kindness even if you don’t want to!

Shen Tang was so angry that he hated Luan Xin for being too stubborn. He questioned Luan Xin unconsciously with a bit of grievance in his tone, "I know Qiu Wenyan saved your life, Bai Yueguang, I understand! You are willing to die for him, and go through fire and water, so haven't I been sincere to you all these years? If you have a headache or fever, I wish I could personally bring the imperial physician to your house, and if one doctor can't cure it, I'll send several more. In the early years, your legs were not fully healed, and it hurt when it rained, and I wish I could take your place."

"I know you don't like Wangchao, but I have never been partial to him."

Even though Gu Chi fought and fought and played the green tea game, Shen Tang never showed favoritism between the two of them. Doesn't that prove her sincerity? Although her heart was divided into many parts, each one was authentic. Qiu Wenyan was selling fakes!

"... Those scholars outside say that I am mean and ungrateful, that I treat the elders harshly, and that I am reluctant to give out titles even after the founding of the country for many years. Gongyi, am I reluctant to do that?" It's simply because he is too poor to afford it, and he is reluctant to let his own people suffer. How can the title given in the early years be compared with the crazy title increase after unifying the country? There are some things that Shen Tang really can't help but say, "In order to make you change your mind, I can pinch my nose and give titles to people I don't like, cut off my hair and send it to Qiu Wenyan's grave to admit defeat! This lecherous old rookie is naive and playful, and has a fragile heart! When has he ever defeated me? He lost his life to me! Now he is lying on the ground, I want to run to him and admit defeat."

Because of Zixu's influence, she has paid more attention to her hair in recent years.

Using hair to represent head gives hair a heavier meaning.

If this matter were to be spread, who knows how many people would be shocked. People with ulterior motives could use this as a handle to attack Shen Tang. If the news were to be passed on to future generations, people in later generations would also point fingers at her. But she doesn't care about these things. She only cares about the people of the present.

"I lost to him?"

Shen Tang became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he wished he could dig the man out and whip his corpse.

He blurted out: "I lost to you!"

She had put in so much effort, but Luan Gongyi actually wanted to resign from his post and part ways with her.

This is really unreasonable!

Outrageous!

Shen Tang was so angry that he wanted to learn how to use the overbearing and coercive tactics.

"Luan Gongyi, I'm only asking you one last time! If you still don't change your mind, I can let you go!" There was a hurricane in his mind, but it was impossible for Shen Tang to break the other's legs and lock him up. Shen Tang grabbed his wrist, his eyes red, "Can this matter be exposed? Or is it that you and I, the king and minister for many years, are still not as good as Qiu Wenyan?"

Shen Tang almost pushed Luan Xin into a corner.

Luan Xin did not answer, he just lowered his eyes slightly, letting his thick eyelashes cast two shadows. He just looked at Shen Tang quietly, his dark eyes could not reflect his joy, anger, sorrow or happiness. Shen Tang looked at him for a long time, his eyes touched his red and swollen wrist, he was frustrated and loosened his grip on his wrist: "Okay! Good!" Shen Tang's lips moved.

Still couldn't force myself to say the words to allow him to leave.

He said evasively, "I am tired, Minister Luan, please do as you please."

The worst result was receiving Luan Xin's official seal the next day.

Even if the Central Continent is optimistic, it will take three to five years of war. When she is busy, she will not think too much. Maybe when she can have some free time and pay off Xun Zhen's debt, which is longer than her life, she will not even remember what Luan Xin looks like or what his voice is. By then, maybe she can just laugh it off.

Luan Xin blinked and grabbed Shen Tang's sleeve with his backhand.

Only had time to grab a little bit.

But that little bit of force also made Shen Tang stop.

The two stared at each other for a long while.

The candles burned quietly in the hall, and the guards outside the hall smelled a strange atmosphere of impending storm. They stretched their necks and scratched their heads inwardly - the master could pick on all of them, which meant that they had never been really put to use since their establishment, but protecting the master's safety was their bounden duty, and they dared not leave their post without permission.

"What are you looking at?"

Gu Chi, who was on duty today, showed up out of nowhere.

Several guards turned their heads and saw a face that was more sinister and resentful than a ghost. Their desire to survive made them dare not look up any longer. They lowered their heads obediently and said, "The master ordered us to wait outside."

Speaking of which, why is Censor Gu here?

The place where civil servants take turns to discuss government affairs is separated from here by a long alley.

Gu Chi did not miss the inquiring eyes of several people, and said resentfully: "The long alley is deep, melancholy and sad, what do you guys understand?"

Several guards: "..."

They really don't understand this.

Is it necessary for the relationship between the monarch and his subjects to be so entangled?

Luan Xin also had this question, was he a little too proud of his favor? Then he thought, only Gu Wangchao would be too proud of his favor and lose his sense of proportion, he was different from him. The master's inner words made him shocked, frightened and afraid, and he doubted his ears.

but--

"Xin, I didn't mean that." He was very anxious, but his reaction told him not to be anxious. When he was anxious, even his tongue and teeth began to fight. "Xin has never compared the master with Wen Yangong, and I don't think the master is inferior. What Xin wants to say is that the master's act of using his hair instead of his head is really reckless and rash! The master is a noble ruler, how can you easily entrust your head to someone else? Once it is known to the outside court, the world will be in an uproar, not only will it damage your reputation, but it will also make people look down on you and think that I am a disaster. I can persuade the master to cut his hair today, can I persuade the master to disregard the country tomorrow?"

Luan Xin just suspected that she had been diagnosed as a demon concubine.

Those evil concubines in history books who brought disaster to the country and the people could not make their masters cut their hair! At most, the masters used the excuse of favoring evil concubines to satisfy their desires of "building a palace, decorating a jade terrace, making a jade room, and setting up a jade gate", and then they pushed the blame on others when they got away with it.

Shen Tang: “Ah?”

"Your body and hair were given by your parents, so you dare not damage them. My Lord is a role model for the world, so you should take better care of yourself and not hurt yourself because of others." Luan Xin persuaded Shen Tang in a serious manner, and he just needed to tell her in plain words that there are many ways to resolve conflicts, and it is common for the monarch and his subjects to have bumps and bruises. You can apologize and give way, but there is no need to hurt yourself. What should he do?

The moral blackmail of the Miao mother and son is indeed powerful.

But the one who really bound him was always his master.

"…No matter how important hair is, it is just a pile of hair. How can it be as important as justice? Hair can grow back after being cut. If justice really leaves me one day, where can I find you?"

Compared to righteousness, hair is indeed unimportant.

Luan Xin looked struggling, but not as confused as before - he was not doing justice to Wen Yangong, and he could not let his master down again. If Wen Yangong really often appeared in his dreams to urge his eldest son, why not let his adopted son ask him one day to see what Wen Yangong thought about it. The dead are gone, but the living must continue to live. If Wen Yangong blames you in the afterlife, please wait for him to atone for his sins in person a hundred years later.

"Letter, I'm not going anywhere."

Maybe he will resign one day, but he promises that it will not be because he is disloyal to his master, nor for any other reason, but simply because he should retire! Luan Xin is a scholar who can see into people's hearts. He knows better than anyone what kind of horrible monster will be born if he holds on to power for a long time.

Even if you have made great contributions, you should retire when it is time to leave the world to young people who are more energetic and hopeful.

The kind of people who hold onto power and would rather rot in high places...

Luan Xin hoped it wouldn't be any of them.

Shen Tang repeatedly asked him for confirmation: "Really?"

Luan Xin said softly, "It's true."

The corners of Shen Tang's mouth immediately became harder to suppress than AK.

"However, Xin still has an unwelcome request." Luan Xin changed the subject, and Shen Tang immediately tensed up. He only heard him say seriously and solemnly, "Xin owes Duke Wen Yan a life, and I must repay this great favor. Since the Lord said that this Duke exists because of Xin, then the Lord should consider that he has already given the title to Xin. In the future, there is no need to confer titles on other ministers. This will calm people's hearts and avoid disturbances."

"How can this be? Justice deserves better."

"How can a ruler not be clear about rewards and punishments?"

Luan Xin has already been rewarded, why should he be rewarded again?

Luan Xin said earnestly and persistently: "External possessions are like flowing clouds, which will be scattered once the wind blows. Working hard all your life will only bring you nothing. I would not trade my master's trust and reliance for me even if you offer me a title of Marquis. My master's favor is enough for me."

Nothing is more important than this true love.

"Isn't this unfair to your children?"

Who could bear to see my old father's title fall into the hands of someone else?

Luan Xin had no such concerns and said casually: "I will teach them how to report to the lord, protect the people, behave themselves, and serve the public. Isn't this a priceless treasure?"

It is more important for a gentleman to cultivate his mind than to cultivate external things.

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