Humane Yongchang

Chapter 480 Mountain and River Palace

The next day, the Hall of Balance.

Li Si put down the official document slowly, covered his chest with his right hand, and took a deep breath.

Then suddenly shouted loudly: "Come on, come and take my Shiquan Jiuxin Pill!"

The visitors rushed in hurriedly, those who fetched medicines, those who fetched water, those who took care of Li Sishun, worked like crazy for a long time, and the little old man didn't rush over on the spot.

After taking a breath, Li Si's first reaction was to turn over the scattered official documents on the case table, and waved his hands again and again: "Everyone go down, all go down, close the door, no one is allowed to step into the main hall without the permission of the truth !"

"Here!"

All the guests bowed their hands in salute, and bowed out of the hall.

Li Si looked suspiciously at the audience and retreated, until the door was closed with a "bang", he finally let out a long breath of relief.

Trembling, he took out the flint, lit the left and right oil lamps with his own hands, then picked up the upside-down official document on the desk again, and read it word by word.

Even though this was the third time he had reviewed this official document, he still felt a heart attack when he read it carefully... It was as if the few hundred or so words on the official document were as murderous as swords!

Even his pair of behind-the-scenes masterminds, who have won the reform of the new dynasty, feel that the weight of such a thin official document as light as a light grass is over a thousand weights!
"Including Kyushu, eradicating all evil, regardless of closeness, strict and serious..."

Li Si lamented and put the official document upside down on the table again: "What the hell is the king trying to do!"

This may be due to the difference in status and status.

The angle of view of the problem is also different.

In this king's decree, what Chen Feng saw were human heads rolling, corpses piled up like a mountain, and the emperor was angry, bleeding and floating on the oar.

But what Li Si saw from this king's decree was that Qiu Hou settled accounts, eliminated dissidents, officials forced people to rebel, and the world was in chaos!
What made him feel even more frightened and on pins and needles was...

He was completely unsure whether there were other meanings contained in this official document!
Although this official document was neither written by Chen Sheng nor stamped with the seal of the King of Han.

But this does not prevent Li Si from recognizing at a glance that this official document was written by the king himself...at least it was dictated by the king and written by Meng Yi.

Because there is only one's own king in the court, who doesn't talk about grammar, doesn't care about parallelism, and talks about things in one, two, three, four points, without a single redundant nonsense.

It is clearly from the king's golden mouth, but it is not stamped with the seal of the king of Han...

Is this the king expressing dissatisfaction to him?

Could it be that the matter of secretly contacting those aristocratic and aristocratic families who are knowledgeable and interesting was not done to the satisfaction of the king?

Are you still pointing him at this official document?

Tell him that it's time for him to make a decision on Cai Li's?
Or was it really just that he was worried that Chen Feng was too young and did not have enough prestige, so he secretly sent an official document to him to give Chen Feng a platform?
An official document has several layers of meaning.

It really hit Li Si, an old official who has been thinking about it for a long time, but he still has nothing and is devastated. He only feels that the king's actions are becoming more and more unpredictable and light-weight!
He left here to slightly adjust the official positions of some civil and military ministers, and he was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night, wondering what kind of methods those political enemies would use to retaliate against his family...

And what about the king?

Without saying a word, he raised the bloody big knife, and wanted to perform a craniotomy on the entire Chinese nation!
Ordinarily, such a big matter, even if it is not discussed in detail at the Great Court Meeting for ten and a half days, no matter what, it should call a group of civil and military officials to go to the imperial court for a breather, right?

Hey, people are not!
People were stunned and just sent out such a dry administrative document, and it was over.

It seems that what is described in this official document is not intended to treat a group of stubborn illnesses who have dominated this land for hundreds or thousands of years.

But it is just to slaughter tens of thousands of pigs, and add a meal to the common people everywhere...

What is the pattern.

This is called pattern!

'Shall I go to meet the king? '

Li Si hesitated.

It stands to reason that his identity is already sensitive, so he must not talk too much about this matter, lest the king think that his ass is not straight, and cause a rift between the monarch and his ministers for no reason.

But what if... the king is waiting for him to go to see him?

How wise and powerful is the king?

He can see the problem clearly, can the king not see clearly?

Maybe this official document is a touchstone.

If he clearly sees a problem, but pretends to be deaf and dumb, and does not perform his duty as a courtier to admonish the superior and state his interests...

Doesn't that mean that he has a guilty conscience and has shit on him?
'Forget it, the lesser of two evils! '

Li Si thought about it for a long time, but finally made up his mind, and immediately entered the palace to have an audience, and made a statement: "There is a rift between monarchs and ministers, and the king is at most nothing more than my official position. I should not vent my anger on Yu'er. On the contrary, it will be my entire life." Think about it. '

'But if you pretend to be deaf and dumb and stay out of the matter, if one is not good, Chen Feng's butcher's knife will fall on me, Mrs. Li... Alas, it may be time for Mrs. Li to split up. It has really become a tree that attracts the wind! '

He thought of the Chen family in Chang'an District, the Chen family that was supposed to ascend to the heavens and shake the Kyushu, but became more and more harmonious and made a fortune silently.

In my heart, I also became more and more aware of the gap in wisdom between myself and the king.

He once thought that the difference in wisdom between him and the king was at most that he was on the ground floor while the king was on the sky.

Although he was far behind, but with great efforts, he was still able to see the back of the king.

Only at this moment did he realize that the gap in wisdom between him and the king is that he is at the bottom of the mud, while the king is at the sky!

From the very beginning, they were not on the same level at all...

"Come on, hurry up and prepare the carriage, I want to enter the palace to see the king!"

……

Chen Sheng, dressed in the black uniform of seven dragons, stood tall in the main hall of the Heroes' Hall in the western suburbs.

The planning of this Hall of Martyrs is huge, and it is still far away from complete completion. However, under the rush of work by Chen Shou and others day and night, the main hall has been completed. with blood.

Standing in the main hall, Chen Sheng tried his best to identify the names, birthplaces, military status, where he died in battle, and other information engraved on the spirit tablets of Han army generals and soldiers the size of mahjong pieces.

The spiritual positions without temperature cannot reflect their faces, but through the information above, Chen Sheng can clearly distinguish when and where they died in battle.

There are densely packed spirit tablets hanging on five or six sides of the three-foot-high wall. If you count them down, there may be no less than [-].

However, Chen Sheng knew that at least half of the soldiers of the Han army were drifting forever in the long river of time, never finding their way home...

No one remembers their names.

No one knows their origins.

No one even knows exactly when and where they died in battle.

I only vaguely remember that they have a common name called Han Jun.

I only vaguely remember that they all shouted, "The princes and generals are better than each other", and rushed forward...

Chen Sheng remained silent, walking in front of these spirit tablets step by step.

The Mingming ancestral hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling.

He seemed to be in a sea of ​​noisy people.

He clearly heard someone calling the general.

He clearly heard someone calling the king.

He clearly saw them wearing mottled battle armor, sitting around the campfire, holding the wine cellar with a large head in one hand, wearing a long sword with a barbecue in the other,

They laughed and took a sip of wine and meat, and told him: "You still have something to do, so send it here, and we will go the rest of the way by ourselves." '

Chen Sheng walked forward step by step, crossed one wall after another, and he came to the main altar in the center of the main hall.

There are not many spiritual seats on it, only three in total.

Sun Wu, the former general of Youzhou Army.

Lian Po, former general of the Bolang Army.

The loyal Marquis Chen Ji of the Han Dynasty...

Chen Sheng stared fixedly at Chen Ji's rank, and finally a clear figure appeared among the shadowy and blurred faces of the soldiers of the Han army: a smirk scratching his head in embarrassment, a thin man who could see his teeth but couldn't see his eyes. young man.

"Stinky boy!"

He laughed and cursed, and lowered his head to get the incense on the altar table, but was blinded by the smoke.

He lit three sticks of incense, held both hands and placed them on the spiritual seats of Sun Wu and Lian Po above, and said solemnly: "You two are unworldly famous generals who have made contributions to Kyushu and China. My Great Han Heroes’ Hall is full of my respect for the two of you. Please take care of my Han family sons for me. , I will never short you two... My sixth son is young and ignorant, so please take care of me, Chen Sheng thank you!"

Holding the incense, he bowed down and respectfully inserted three sticks of sandalwood into the incense burner.

Lowering his hands, he looked at the young man who was waving goodbye to him, and muttered to himself, "Stinky boy, don't just focus on playing, remember to go home and see your parents when you have time..."

At the entrance of the main hall, Chen Shou and Fan Zeng were guarding one side of the gate, as if they were two generals.

Seeing Chen Sheng's bleak but ebullient back, standing still under Chen Laoliu's spiritual seat for a long time, Chen Shou turned his face, grinned and pointed at Chen Sheng's old brothers who were wearing labor clothes outside the hall. Back view: "Look clearly, who said our Dalang can't remember Haoer?" '

Following Chen Shou's movements, Fan Zeng glanced at Chen Sheng's back again, and sighed softly.

For a king, Chen Sheng's emotional truth is a bit too rich, and his moral sense is also a bit too strong.

He felt that if the king could restrain his inner emotions and morality, he might be more wise and mighty, and make more great achievements for the future!
But as soon as such thoughts popped up, he dismissed them with a sneer.

This is a paradox!
As the first group of ministers who followed Chen Sheng, Fan Zeng knew very well that if the king did not have such overly rich emotions and too strong morality, the position of Lord of Kyushu would not necessarily fall into his hands.

As we all know, the common people are indeed blind, it is best to fool around.

But if anyone really thinks that the common people are so stupid that they can't tell who treats them sincerely and who treats them like cattle and horses...

Then maybe he himself is the stupidest one!
As we all know, the king of Han was invincible in all battles, and his undefeated golden body has never been broken.

But he can win the world, is it really just because he can fight?

of course not.

The most important and crucial point for Chen Sheng to win the world is that he wins the hearts of the people.

No matter whose soldiers and horses fall into his hands, they become his soldiers and horses!
No matter whose people are under his command, they become his people!
Back then, the 30 red-clothed army fought hard against the siege of Jizhou and Taipingdao's million-strong army, but there was no organized rout!
This is simply unimaginable in the era of cold weapon warfare that relies on continuous high pressure to suppress soldiers.

Furthermore, in the past few years, there have been several severe droughts and food shortages in the territory of the Han Dynasty. All the people have followed Chen Sheng to tighten their belts and endure hardships. Turn the pole against the big man.

Even after the new grains are harvested, before even cooking the new grains in their own kettles, they can send them to Chen Sheng in carts...

why?
Why?
Wasn't it Chen Sheng's heart-for-heart exchange for the sincere support of the soldiers of the Han army and the common people of the Han army?

Look at the other heroes who compete in Kyushu, do they get treatment like Chen Sheng?
Is Liu Bang considered benevolent?
But when he was a Yangzhou general, he couldn't even recruit soldiers.

Ying Zheng can be called a great talent, right?
But as long as the 10,000+ Yongzhou army outside Hangu Pass has [-]% of the blood and courage of the red army, he will not end up in the desolate situation of running with only [-] to [-] soldiers and horses.

……

Chen Sheng exited the main hall of the Hall of Martyrs and took a look at Fan Zeng.

Fan Zeng nodded, indicating that the feng shui here has not changed, and it has been integrated with the Hall of Martyrs.

Chen Sheng turned his head, looked at the empty plaque on the top of the main hall, turned his head slightly and said to Chen Shou on the other side: "Father, let's use 'Shanhe' as the plaque here, the hall of mountains and rivers, on the right side of the hall door hangs the words 'Chi Xin Zhao Sun Moon' ’, and on the left hangs ‘Arrogance runs through the ages’.”

As soon as his words fell, Fan Zeng responded with a slap in the face: "Good name, the four directions are called Yu, the past and the present are called Zhou, and one hundred thousand heroic souls of the Han army sit in the universe, which is enough to keep the Jinling Dragon Vessel forever for my big man to use!"

Chen Shou looked at Fan Zeng contemptuously, nodded and said, "For my father, please ask the craftsman to make the plaque as soon as possible!"

This was the reason why he invited Chen Sheng to come. Only after Chen Sheng hung a plaque in the main hall, the Hall of Martyrs could be officially opened.

Others dare not and cannot do this job for them.

Chen Sheng nodded slightly: "After it is finished, it will be sent to the palace, stamped with the great seal of the King of Han, and then hung up."

Chen Shou responded.

The three of them went to the Hall of the Martyrs, when Chen Sheng suddenly remembered something, he asked casually, "Mr. Fan, do you have a clue about the auspicious day for the founding ceremony?"

Fan Zeng quickly replied: "Your Majesty, my great man is not only a country that inherits the past and opens up the future, but also a dynasty that opened up the world. The period of the founding ceremony must not only conform to Yin and Yang, five elements, heavenly stems and earthly branches, but also astrology, celestial phenomena, and all living things. There are two alternative auspicious days, but which one to use has to be carefully considered..."

(End of this chapter)