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Chapter 2293 The Trajectory of Operation

"It's hard to be an official, and it's also hard to resign!"

Zhang Xuezhou felt that the turbulent situation in the court was almost about to hit him.

He had not been working with Zhenyuan Shenjun and the Grand Empress Dowager for long, but the new emperor's perception was incredibly sharp. He had already noticed clues during this time and had almost completely judged the condition of the Grand Empress Dowager in Anle Palace.

The new emperor was full of confidence in the palace, ready to take over the government again and thus achieve control of the Han Dynasty.

This takeover did not only involve the rotation of Xuchang and Zhuang Qingzhai's positions, but the new emperor only asked Zhang Xuezhou about this matter.

Compared with these major events, Zhang Xuezhou's resignation became an insignificant matter.

At this moment, not only will the new emperor make unusual moves, but Xu Chang and Zhuang Qingzhai will also be cautious and careful to avoid being caught after realizing the situation. It will be difficult for them to target Zhang Xuezhou when they are walking on thin ice.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that it would be very difficult to resign and he might need to find new ways to cause trouble.

He came to the palace full of hope, but when he returned home he was in a bad mood, feeling that things were not going well.

"Sir, we have arrived at Laoshu Hutong!"

When he heard the coachman's call from outside the carriage, Zhang Xuezhou lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the darkness outside. He felt even more overwhelmed.

His day passed simply like this.

I saw Li Shaojun off in the morning, then took a car to the palace. I spent two or three hours in the palace, and when I got back by car it was already dark.

Not much was done, but most of the time was spent in the carriage.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xuezhou could not demonstrate the sorcery-like "Cloud Technique" in Chang'an City, nor could he go to the palace late at night, and he did not have a house near the palace.

"Alas, what bad luck!"

Zhang Xuezhou muttered something, and then paid the travel fee happily.

He jumped out of the carriage, only to hear a familiar voice coming from the house.

"Your career is booming, why do you have bad luck?"

Zhang Xuezhou took a few quick steps and pushed open the door again, only to see a man walking out of the lobby.

"Master Dong!"

Zhang Xuezhou wiped his eyes and saw Dong Zhongshu, with a refined look on his face, walking out, waving a palm-leaf fan with a gold-rimmed edge.

Compared with Dong Zhongshu's previous magic fan, the cattail leaf fan in Dong Zhongshu's hand at this time undoubtedly looked like a upgrade, with a bit more sense of wealth.

Zhang Xuezhou shouted with great enthusiasm.

"Why did you come to Chang'an City?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Now that Shen Peigong has passed away, I came to Chang'an City for a walk," said Dong Zhongshu.

"Has Lord Shen Pei passed away?"

Zhang Xuezhou exclaimed slightly.

Shen Peigong was the leader of the Lu School of Confucianism. The death of this great scholar with both strength and status did not cause any ripples.

Just as plants wither in autumn, people go out like lights after death. Only Dong Zhongshu, who was bound by Shen Peigong's oath, paid some attention to it.

As long as Shen Peigong was in Chang'an City, Dong Zhongshu would never set foot in Chang'an City.

Even though Shen Peigong was eliminated in Chang'an City, Dong Zhongshu did not come back. Instead, he waited until Shen Peigong passed away and confirmed that there were no accidents before returning to Chang'an City.

Dong Zhongshu's mentality is undoubtedly extremely subtle and can be described as cautious and prudent.

"After his death, there was a foul stench, and the coffin had to be buried nine feet deep. I'm afraid it was contaminated with something unclean." Dong Zhongshu asked, "Do you know the details?"

"It's a coincidence that I happened to run into Shen Peigong. He seemed to have performed a ritual at an altar near Yangling, and perhaps he got into some trouble because of it!"

"He shouldn't be interfering in royal affairs!"

Zhang Xuezhou's account was not very detailed, but Dong Zhongshu only needed to make a little guess to roughly understand some of the events and also knew why Shen Peigong ended up like that.

"Hu Wusheng and others died early, Shen Peigong passed away, Yuan Gu retired and disappeared, Mei Cheng died on the way to Chang'an City, all these old friends are gone!"

Dong Zhongshu sighed.

As the Han dynasty changed, the major Confucian factions also inevitably changed. Dong Zhongshu used to be suppressed by many senior Confucian scholars, but now he has become the most prestigious Confucian and has also become powerful.

If the time had been a few years earlier, Dong Zhongshu would have certainly continued the path to Chang'an.

But he could not wait, so he chose to develop in Jiangdu, and he also guaranteed Gongsun Hong to push him into Chang'an.

At this time, Dong Zhongshu came to Chang'an City to take over the Confucian faction, thereby promoting close relations within Confucianism.

"I heard that you are the Taizhong doctor in the court and can revise the Mingtang system?" Dong Zhongshu asked.

"I just met with His Majesty today, and I feel that my position as the Grand Master is no longer secure, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do this for long!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied, and his heart was slightly moved.

Those who came to Zhang's house included those who relied on their strength to pressure others, and also lobbyists who relied on their influence. Now, it was Dong Zhongshu, with whom he had a close relationship.

Zhang Xuezhou had a close relationship with Dong Zhongshu, and he didn't mind doing something for Dong Zhongshu, but as long as he did things according to the Confucian plan, he would be classified as on the Confucian side.

In the past, he had decided not to get involved with any forces while living in the imperial court. This was even the advice given by Dong Zhongshu and others.

"It is difficult for an official in the imperial court to fall from grace once he is promoted. Your house is dilapidated, and it is obvious that you have never sought personal gain. It is unlikely that you would make mistakes in this position. Why can't you keep your position?" Dong Zhongshu said in a deep voice.

"There are a lot of people coming to the house these days. I can't resist everyone's request, so I took the initiative to resign with His Majesty," Zhang Xuezhou said with his hands spread out.

"No need to resign, you can rest assured, I'm here, anyone who wants to touch you will have to consider the consequences!"

Dong Zhongshu frowned.

He guaranteed Zhang Xuezhou, and couldn't help feeling a little bad in his heart, thinking that he had arrived in Chang'an City too late.

If I had supported Zhang Xuezhou when he first took office, it would have been much easier to do some things at that time.

At this moment, Zhang Xuezhou has been caught in the whirlpool of officialdom in Chang'an City and chose to resign to get out.

Under such circumstances, it would undoubtedly be difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to improve and change the Mingtang system.

"I went to Shu County to meet Wen Weng, and heard that you were willing to promote the school palace system," Dong Zhongshu asked.

"I haven't had a chance to talk about this yet," Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

"Do you want to speak up?" Dong Zhongshu said, "Now is definitely a very suitable time!"

"A very suitable time?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.

"Very suitable!"

Dong Zhongshu nodded and pointed at himself.

After practicing the art of fortune-telling, Dong Zhongshu vaguely realized the mystery. He felt that everything in the world had a trace to follow, and if he followed these traces, everything would go smoothly.

He came to Chang'an City following the trajectory, and there was no way he would stop at Zhang Xuezhou's step.

Although some unexpected events occurred at this time, Dong Zhongshu felt that the timing for the change of the Han Dynasty had not changed.

He advised Zhang Xuezhou, proved his own judgment, and began to talk about his new discoveries in martial arts.

"Trajectory?"

After the conversation, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a headache.

He has been practicing luck for many years, and either relied on it to gain benefits, or suffered misfortune due to the backlash of luck. He has never discovered any track that follows the operation of luck.

Obviously, this contrast ruthlessly exposes Zhang Xuezhou's true nature.

Compared to a true genius, there is an invisible gap between him and others.

They are both practicing the same thing, and the content of their practice is obviously the same. Zhang Xuezhou even has a higher advantage, but his understanding of the art of practice is not as good as Dong Zhongshu.

"It's a little hard to understand what I said. As long as you practice the art of movement, you will feel the laws governing the movement of the universe..."

The martial arts skills are not visible on the outside, but it is a mark on my head that I have practiced the martial arts skills.

In Dong Zhongshu's eyes, Zhang Xuezhou was still a layman in the art of movement.

This gave him a headache as to how to explain the trajectory of the movement. In the end, he had to explain the theory bit by bit, trying to convince Zhang Xuezhou.