The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 400 Be patient
Yin Song sat in a chair in the yard holding a cup of hot tea. His eyes passed from Hongyan and Xiaohong in the kitchen, and then turned to look at Hu Jing who was standing across a window. "So, Mr. Hu is not only being chased by the Japanese pirates, the Wulin League, and the chivalrous thieves, but he is also being chased by the Jinyiwei?"

Pan Yun corrected: "It's pursuit!"

Yin Song didn't care and asked directly: "What about the treasure map? Does it really exist?"

We are all family, so Pan Jun did not hide it and said directly: "It really exists."

Yin Song said, "Leave it to the court."

He said: "This is the blood and sweat of the people, and it should be returned to the national treasury."

Pan Yun said, "The blueprint is in the hands of Fourth Senior Sister. Second Senior Brother, go ask her for it."

Yin Song said sleekly, "It should be handed over to the court, but there are cases of Japanese pirates smuggling swords in Quanzhou. Even if they get the treasure map, they won't be able to get the treasure back to the national treasury. It's fine for Fourth Junior Sister to take it. With her character, she will definitely take from the people and use it for the people."

"Second Brother, what you mean is that if it were me, I would be taking from the people and using it for myself?"

Yin Song: “…That’s not what I meant.”

"I know that's not what you meant. Brother, do you have to go to the palace every day to do your work? Can you see the emperor?"

Yin Song knew her identity and didn't want to answer her questions, but he had just offended someone and couldn't save face, so he could only say, "I see you occasionally."

As he compromised, he chanted the Taoist name in his heart and said silently: It turns out that no one is immune to the seven emotions. It seems that my cultivation is still far from complete.

Pan Yun: "Will the emperor leave the palace?"

Yin Song looked at her dimly and said, "Occasionally."

He spoke before she could, "But if you want to meet the emperor outside the palace, it's as difficult as finding a fish in the sea."

Pan Yun: "Who said I was going to meet someone by chance? Can't I just sit back and wait?"

Yin Song: "What can you do if the rabbit doesn't come?"

Pan Yun: "If he doesn't come, lure him to come."

Yin Song knew she would mention this and sighed.

He thought for a moment and said, "Little Junior Sister, the little emperor is the same as you in one respect. He grew up in luxury, so he is as confident as you."

"The difference is that he is more favored than you, more confident than you, and has more power than you. He also has greater ambitions."

Yin Song said bluntly: "Do you think he doesn't know about Xue Xuan's injustice, your father's injustice, and the five people who were killed are innocent?"

"It's just that he made a wrong judgment in anger, and the young emperor is unwilling to admit his mistake. In addition, the court is complicated, and one move can affect the whole body. Do you think he can put aside his dignity as an emperor and admit his mistake for you, or will Wang Zhen, who regards him as his father and teacher, bring him to justice?"

He looked directly at Pan Yun, "Who do you think is the culprit in this case? Wang Shan, Chen Fulin, Wang Wen, or Wang Zhen?"

Pan Yun looked at Yin Song steadily, and after a long while, he said, "The emperor and Wang Wen of the Censorate are the culprits, and Wang Zhen is just an accomplice. The ministers in the court who watched this happen are all accomplices who fanned the flames."

The corners of Yin Song's mouth curled up slightly. He knew why his disciples in Sanqing Mountain thought that Wang Zhen and his ilk were the culprits.
The root of this matter lies in the struggle between the emperor and the Censorate and the Dali Temple.

No, it should be said that it was a struggle between the emperor and the civil servants. Only Xue Xuan and Pan Hong, two serious and hard-working people, became innocent victims.

Yin Song: "Since you think so, what will you do when you meet the emperor?"

Pan Yun pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother, are you afraid that I can't help scolding him? Don't worry, I don't think a little Taoist like me has the ability to wake him up and make him admit his mistakes."

"I am not an upright censor, nor am I a famous scholar who wants to be remembered in history. I can and am willing to endure it as long as my father and brother can return to the capital."

Yin Song: "There are many ways to return to Beijing, but you chose the most difficult one."

He said, "Let's not talk about the distant future. If you present the pirates' treasure map now, I am 80% sure that His Majesty can absolve Pan Hong of his guilt, allow them to return to the capital, and even reinstate them."

Pan Yun: "What about the five ordinary people who were wrongly killed?"

"Look, you still want to redress your injustice, and you want the emperor and Wang Zhen to admit their mistakes, so you have to take this most difficult path."

Yin Song put down the teacup, held his waist and stood up, saying faintly: "You are a person who speaks nicely and says that you can endure it, but your temper is the same as your father's, and you can't tolerate any sand in your eyes."

"You said that as long as your father and brother can return to Beijing, they can come back, but the first thing you think of is the five people who were wrongly killed." Yin Song sighed, "People who are willing to admit their mistakes are gentle and generous. There are very few such people in the world. Otherwise, how could Confucius's saying that admitting mistakes is the best way to improve oneself become a wise saying?"

"It's hard for you and me to do such a thing, let alone a king of a country?" Yin Song held his waist and left, "Think about it again."

Pan Yun was silent.

Wang Cong glanced at her and helped Yin Song to the guest room to visit Hu Jing.

Hu Jing was leaning on the bed. When he saw him, he stood up with one hand on the bed and saluted, "Master Yin."

Yin Song clasped his fists in return, "My home is very simple, I am sorry to have wronged you, Mr. Hu."

Hu Jing: "Do you have to be so polite? Master Yin, I am a man of the underworld. Although I always deal with government offices, I am not a member of the officialdom."

Yin Song changed his way of speaking, "Mr. Hu, if there is anything you are not used to, just tell me. I will change it if I can. If I can't, I will just ask you to adapt to it."

"Okay, okay. People in the martial arts world don't care about trivial matters. I just need a roof over my head to shelter myself." He pointed at Pan Yun who was in a daze in the yard outside the window and asked, "What happened to Taoist Master Pan?"

Yin Song: "Don't worry about her, she is thinking, just wait until she figures it out."

Hu Jing said thoughtfully, "I don't think she looks very good. Master Yin, Master Pan is experienced, but he is young after all. It is normal for young people to make mistakes."

Yin Song was stunned for a moment and then asked, "What did she do wrong?"

Hu Jing: "...Doesn't Master Yin think that looting Wanchun Tower was wrong?"

Wang Cong's hand, which was supporting Yin Song, froze. Yin Song turned to look at him, "Cong'er, what's the matter with the looting of Wanchun Tower?"

Pan Yun only told him the origins of Hongyan, Xiaohong and Hu Jing. What does it have to do with Wanchun Tower?
"Wait a minute, Wanchun Tower? This name gives me a bad feeling."

Hu Jing also looked at Wang Cong, "You two have been chatting outside for nearly half an hour, and you didn't even mention Wanchun Tower? How many troubles did you get into before we met?"

Wang Cong: ...Why does everyone ask him?

Wang Cong: "Is it possible that we have been talking about the Quanzhou naval battle and you, Mr. Hu, for half an hour?"

"What do you have to say to me about the Battle of Quanzhou?"

Yin Song interrupted them and asked, "What's the matter with the looting of Wanchun Tower?"

Wang Cong touched his nose and had to confess under his gaze: "Master, we encountered Wanchunlou colluding with human traffickers in Jinan Prefecture. Junior Master was so angry that he rescued the people and robbed Wanchunlou along the way."

"Did something happen?"

"No, even the Royal Guards couldn't find out."

Yin Song was relieved and said to Hu Jing, "Don't worry, Mr. Hu. I will make sure they clean up the mess and never let the government find out."

Hu Jing: "...I didn't expect that Master Yin is more open-minded than me."

Yin Song: "Let it be, let it be, just be at peace with your conscience. Otherwise, obsession will breed demons, which is not worth it, not worth it."

"Yes, as long as you have a clear conscience, Second Brother, I have made up my mind!"

Pan Yun stood at the door and shouted at him, "I want to see the little emperor!"

Yin Song: ...If possible, he would like to go back in time to ten breaths ago and swallow back what he had just said.

Pan Yun stared at him with sharp eyes and asked, "Second Brother, can you arrange it?"

Yin Song: "Go away and don't disturb me and Mr. Hu's relationship."

"Okay, I'll go get you some tea and snacks."

Yin Qingjun was building relationships with his fellow junior fellow students, but his eyes were always on them.

Seeing Pan Yun enter the kitchen to serve tea, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Uncle Junior Master, I'll do this."

Pan Yun: "You can come in the future, but let me perform first today."

Pan Yun performed for half the night, and even considerately helped Yin Song back to his room to sleep. She helped him pull the quilt under his neck and pressed the corner of the quilt.

Yin Song seemed to see his senior brother.

When he was little, his eldest senior brother took care of him like this.

Yin Song was so soft-hearted that he had to give in, “Have you thought about how to convince the emperor after you meet him?”

Pan Yun humbly asked, "Second Brother, you are familiar with the little emperor, how do you think I can convince him?"

Yin Song said: "The emperor is a sentimental person. He is filial and values ​​friendship. You overturned the verdict for your father and brother, which is filial piety; you redressed the injustice for those five people, which is righteousness."

Pan Jun seemed to be thinking about something.

"If you want to scold him, I advise you to give up the idea of ​​meeting him as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if he can't scold you, he will vent his anger on your father and brother," Yin Song said earnestly, "Since you said you want to endure it, then endure it. Just move him with emotion and don't try to reason with him."

Pan Jun nodded: "I see, he is not a reasonable person."

Yin Song smiled and said, "He's not as bad as you think. You'll know when you meet him. He's actually a very good person."

Pan Jun: "When can I see him?"

Yin Song lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "It's almost the second day of the second lunar month. There will be an opportunity around the time when the dragon raises its head."

He said, "The emperor in the palace often goes on private visits in disguise. I can only lure him out once. Whether you can lure him out again depends on your ability."

If you want to move people with emotion, it cannot be achieved by just meeting once. You must cultivate feelings first, so Yin Song asked Pan Yun to be mentally prepared.

Pan Yun said he understood.

She pressed Yin Song's quilt back in place and said softly, "Don't worry, Second Senior Brother, I can bear it. I will definitely treat him like a good friend."

Yin Song: "Write the word '忍' a hundred times first and keep it in mind."

Pan Jun agreed, went back to his room and started to spread out paper, ink, brush and inkstone to practice the word "忍".

I agreed to "endure", but once I started writing, my brush strokes were as sharp as a sword, sloppy and murderous, the paper was torn by ink and the felt was stained.

When Pan Jun calmed down little by little and managed to write the word "忍" in a manner that could be seen by others, he looked up and saw that the screen window was already dimly lit.

She was stunned, walked to the window with a pen in hand, pushed it open and looked outside.

I saw the darkness outside fade away, and when I looked up I could clearly see the light clouds and light blue sky in the sky.

She practiced all night.

Pan Yun murmured, "So I'm so angry? What a sin! I need to practice my patience seriously and I can't break my promise to my Second Senior Brother."

　I drank a little wine today and I'm very sleepy, so I'm going to take a leave of absence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)