I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 145 Yichuan recommends himself
Fan Li resolved the other party's instigation in just a few words.

Prince Wanli was still smiling, but his eyes were a little colder.

In fact, he was testing.

The original purpose was to weigh the competitors.

Now, Prince Wanli probably understands.

The most worried Jinde Holy Master when he came, although he has a Mahayana cultivation base, his mind is very simple.

Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, and Zhou Yu are indeed as rumored, they are all geniuses in planning, and they are determined!

Only Fan Li... seems to be a bit more cunning than the rumors?

"Teacher." Prince Wanli said softly.

Behind him, a middle-aged man wearing Confucian clothes walked out.

Although he is not wearing the official uniform of the Ming Dynasty, his long beard and beautiful beard make it easy to identify him as Zhang Juzheng.

"Is there something wrong with the prince?"

Zhang Juzheng bowed slightly.

He used to be a lecturer for the prince, responsible for teaching Wanli to practice Confucianism and Taoism, so he has the status of master and apprentice.

"Teacher, do you think it's possible for Gu to accept Fan Li?" Prince Wanli asked.

Zhang Juzheng's eyes widened when he heard this!

On the surface, the Ming Dynasty is still the strongest in the world, but the court is filled with Yan Song's gang members, which can be described as decadent and sluggish.

In the future, when Prince Wanli ascends the throne, he must be the emperor and courtiers, and Yan Song and his party will be cut off.

By then, I don’t know how many official positions will be vacant, waiting for new people to fill them.

Especially the cabinet, especially the throne of chief minister!
Zhang Juzheng complained secretly in his heart.

"Why did the prince fall in love with Fan Li when he first met him?"

"Think about [Three Emperors Alliance], His Majesty also wooed Fan Li and promised him to join the cabinet to pay homage to Prime Minister."

"It's pity that I have worked hard for Daming for decades, and finally climbed into the cabinet. I am only the last one, serving tea and water to Yan Song and Teacher Xu every day."

"Why is Fan Li so respected by the two kings of Ming Dynasty?"

It's not that Zhang Juzheng is narrow-minded, but he has struggled in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty for decades and finally earned the official status, but Fan Li can easily get it?

How can this keep him from being depressed and sad?

"Why doesn't the teacher say anything?"

"Could it be that the teacher suspects that Gu's ability is not enough to subdue Fan Li?"

Prince Wanli chuckled.

"Teacher, don't forget, before leaving Beijing this time, both the chief assistant and the second assistant wrote letters of loyalty to Gu."

Yan Song and Xu Jie did submit letters of allegiance, and they were written by themselves.

Zhang Juzheng shook his head helplessly after hearing this.

The prince in front of him was indeed born to be a king, and he was extremely talented, but he had a big problem: pride!
With Emperor Jiajing's creation and participation, he will definitely break through to the realm of transcending tribulation within a hundred years.

Once the tribulation is overcome, regardless of success or failure, the Ming Dynasty will be handed over to Prince Wanli to inherit.

The two cabinet ministers quietly wrote letters of allegiance to him, which was just a basic operation.

Wanli, however, regarded this as his own personality charm and was overconfident.

"It's probably no problem who the prince wants to recruit."

Zhang Juzheng didn't like flattery, so he just made a small note, and the conversation turned sharply.

"But please don't forget, Prince, I have read Fan Li's "Teacher List" to you..."

Hearing the words 'become a teacher', Prince Wanli was also silent.

Being able to write such heart-wrenching and courageous articles shows the heart of loyalty. How is it possible to want the other party to turn their backs on the enemy?

Prince Wanli finally put away his confident smile.

He looked at Fan Li in the distance, and said in a regretful tone: "It's a pity that it can't be used by me. This Yunmeng Mountain in front of me is probably his burial place."

Zhang Juzheng took a breath of cold air!
The emperor is so scheming and so cold-blooded!

You wanted to recruit Fan Li just now, but now you have murderous intentions?
"Yes." Zhang Juzheng could only feel regretful, but would never dissuade him.Even he felt that it would be better for Fan Li to die.

Otherwise, when the Ming Dynasty unifies the world, if Fan Li is reused, won't he be adding more opponents to himself?
……

Boom~~~~~! ! !

suddenly!

Yunmeng Mountain made a loud noise, causing the earth to tremble, and countless birds and beasts sprang out.

Originally, Yunmeng Mountain was shrouded in mist.

At this moment, when people looked around, they realized that the silky white mist was actually a barrier.

At the foot of the southern mountain where everyone gathered, the white mist dissipated a little, revealing a winding mountain road.

Deep in the mountain, another singing sound came.

After just a moment, you can see an old Confucian coming in to compose a song.

"The sky and the earth are repeated, and the fire is ready to die, and the building will collapse, and there will be no tree to support."

"In ancient times, there was a virtuous person who wanted to surrender to the Ming Lord, but the Ming Lord asked for the virtuous person, but he didn't know me~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Everyone heard the singing and had their own thoughts.

Zhuge Liang said with a smile: "It's quite rare to find such a song of seeking talents and the ambition to turn the tide."

Guo Jia also smiled and said: "If you have high ambitions, you need real materials."

Zhou Yu quite agreed and said: "It is easy to write songs, but difficult to support the country. Although this person has great ambitions, he may not have really experienced the pain of being supported by a single tree. Anyway, I am not in the mood to write songs."

After the three of them finished speaking, they looked at each other, as if meeting a bosom friend over wine.

Fan Li saw the person coming clearly, but the expression on his face gradually became strange. "It's actually this guy?"

"Teacher, look!" Prince Wanli pointed at the old Confucian excitedly. "Could it be that he is Gui Guzi, who knew that the prince was visiting Yunmeng Mountain in person and took the initiative to come down to seek refuge?"

The corner of Zhang Juzheng's mouth twitched, thinking how could it be possible?

Who is Guiguzi?
I think back then, the first generation Guiguzi refused the invitation of the ancestors of Chu, Han and Ming Dynasty, broke through the realm in one fell swoop and flew to the fairy world, which shows his character.

Guigu has been passed down from generation to generation. No matter how bad the Guiguzi of this generation are, they will not be able to write songs to recommend themselves, as if they are afraid that no one will want them?

"Your Highness, I heard that there is an urgent desire for an official position in the song." Zhang Juzheng reminded in a low voice: "Is Guiguzi a mediocre person who covets fame, wealth, and official titles?"

"So, he is not Guiguzi?"

When Prince Wanli came back to his senses, he felt that he was being teased by the singer, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The person who came was indeed not Guiguzi, he was Cheng Yichuan.

Mr. Yichuan returned to Yunmeng Mountain in embarrassment. Although he met his teacher Guiguzi, he was ordered to guard the mountain gate. When envoys from various countries gathered, he would open the mountain gate and let them in.

"Think I finally became one of the great Confucians, but the teacher only let me watch the door?"

"Yunmeng Mountain is not a place to stay forever."

"Writing a song also allows envoys from various countries to see my talent."

Mr. Yichuan thought it was quite beautiful.

When he walks out of the fog barrier, he expects these forces to throw olive branches to him.

However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Mr. Yichuan was surprised to find that after thinking hard for a long time, he finally came up with a good song that had rhymes and was catchy, but no one seemed to appreciate it?

The envoys from Wei, Han and Wu only looked at themselves up and down for a few times and then withdrew their gaze.

On Daming's side, there was a mighty team of thousands of people. The young man at the head was wearing bright yellow costumes. He was obviously of the dragon and phoenix blood of the Zhu family, but he stared at him with a resentful expression? !
"strangeness!"

"The old man has been studying abroad for many years, but he has never been to Daming, let alone offended the nobles of Daming."

"I don't know if this is the prince or the prince, but he seems to have misunderstood the old man?"

"That's all, Ming Dynasty doesn't want me, so I go to work for someone else... uh???"

Mr. Yichuan finally saw a familiar figure.

Fan Li, Duke of Jin of the Great Chu State, was looking at Cheng Yichuan, who was composing a song, with an expression as if he was appreciating a monkey show.

(End of this chapter)