The elite did not migrate south

Chapter 745 Transformation
"Shiji."

"Since ancient times, the world has never lacked capable ministers."

"It's just that these capable ministers couldn't find a wise ruler who could make use of them, so they either died prematurely or lived a mediocre life."

"Your Majesty has shown you a favor that no other minister has ever received. His trust in you even surpasses that of those who first followed him, and his talent is comparable to that of Emperor Gaozong."

"You have the talent to pacify the world, the extraordinary ambition to establish great achievements, and you have met a Saint King worthy of your assistance."

"This is your destiny."

Zhong Yu was lying on the bed, looking at Zhong Hui beside him, with an inexplicably excited expression.

"You can't miss this opportunity. Don't let His Majesty down!"

"I can no longer take care of your aftermath."

"You've always been impatient. If I'm gone, you mustn't act rashly and think carefully about the consequences."

At this moment, Zhong Hui sat solemnly aside, staring at his brother without saying a word.

Zhong Yu had already made arrangements for his funeral arrangements with his many descendants.

They are now kneeling outside the door and crying.

Zhong Hui was the last person he met.

But even now, Zhong Hui did not shed a tear.

Perhaps this is unbecoming of a gentleman.

Zhong Yu's voice became weaker and weaker.

At that moment, Zhong Yu suddenly became energetic. He struggled to sit up, and Zhong Hui placed a pillow behind his back so that he could lean on it.

Zhong Yu looked at his brother again, and an unprecedented light flashed in his eyes.

"Back then, I also wanted to achieve great feats. I also had great ambitions and wanted to realize my ambitions!"

"At the age of fourteen, I was already an assistant minister, offering advice to the emperor!"

"I don't rely on my father's merits! There are many people with titles like my father, but who can become a prince at the age of fourteen? You can't do it either!"

"After my father passed away, I was the sole person in charge of the clan. Managing a clan is different from being an official."

"Haha, there are a lot of things to consider. Some things can be done and some things cannot be done, while some things cannot be done but still have to be done."

"You won't understand!"

"You're still the best. You do whatever you want, without any worries, and don't care about anything. Now that you've met the Holy King, you can show off your talents!"

"I wanted to do that, but maybe I wasn't destined for it and missed the opportunity. If my elder brother hadn't died young, perhaps I would have been the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat?"

Zhong Yu talked to himself.

"Brother."

"Shiji, just do it!"

Zhong Yu grabbed his brother's hand.

"Go and create your own prosperous era. If you succeed and become famous, then you can speak."

"Your brother taught me. Ha, ha ha."

The smile on Zhong Yu's face slowly froze, the light in his eyes disappeared, and the hand that was holding Zhong Hui fell onto the bed.

At this moment, Zhong Hui was scared.

“Brother. Brother!!”

His voice trembled unconsciously, but no matter how he called, Zhong Yu could no longer respond to him.

Zhong Yu is dead.

Zhong Yu's death caused a certain impact in Luoyang.

Zhong Yu was different from his brother. He had many friends all over the world.

Although these people had argued with him over Zhong Hui's affairs, they still came to mourn at this moment.

Zhong Yu was kind to everyone and never owed his friends anything.

The funeral was presided over by his eldest son.

As for Zhong Hui, he actually returned to his own residence at this moment and did not come out to greet his brother's friends.

When people asked Zhong Jun about Zhong Hui, he just shook his head.

"My uncle has returned to his mansion since my father passed away and hasn't been here since. He's simply too sad. I haven't been to visit him either."

After hearing his words, although no one said it out loud, everyone felt even more contemptuous of him in their hearts.

Still the extremely selfish Zhong Shiji!
His brother was so kind to him, but now that his brother passed away, he didn't even show symbolic sadness and acted as if he didn't care at all!
How could there be such a heartless and cold-blooded person in the world?
Inside Zhonghui Mansion.

Liu Yuan stood outside the study with a sad face.

"Teacher, teacher?"

He called softly, but received no response.

The lights in the house flickered, casting a dark shadow of Zhong Hui kneeling in front of the desk on the window.

Liu Yuan held the food in his hands, at a loss.

It's not right to leave, and it's not right to stay.

Just when he was in a dilemma, he heard footsteps not far away. He looked alertly and saw a man walking quickly towards him, surrounded by many armored soldiers.

When Liu Yuan saw the person coming, he was startled and didn't care about the food in his hand. He hurriedly bowed to greet him.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

Liu Yuan deliberately spoke loudly.

The dark shadow on the window seemed to pause for a moment.

Cao Mao smiled and bent down to touch Liu Yuan's head, as if he were his own child. Then he asked, "Has your teacher always been like this lately?"

Liu Yuan said bitterly, "Yes, it has been many days. The teacher has been busy in the study, busy day and night, and has hardly eaten." "I know. Go and heat up the food and bring it to us."

"only!"

Cao Mao walked quickly into the house. Zhong Hui had already stood up and was ready to greet Cao Mao.

All around him were various documents and memorials.

Zhong Hui looked a little tired and a little haggard.

Seeing Cao Mao, he immediately laughed, "Your Majesty, have you come to visit me specially?"

"exactly."

Cao Mao did not laugh. He walked forward and looked at the memorials that Zhong Hui had just written. Zhong Hui stepped aside and sat down with Cao Mao.

"Your Majesty, I have been busy with these important matters in the past few days."

"I'll tell you everything!"

Zhong Hui seemed very motivated. He quickly sorted out the many memorials in front of him, picked out one and began to tell his story.

"Your Majesty, these are the memorials Yang Hu sent me earlier regarding the resettlement of the Goguryeo people. I believe that they do not need to be resettled all in the south. They can be resettled along the coast, in these counties."

"Over half of Pingzhou's current population are Hu people, which is not conducive to education. I plan to dispatch some of them to Youzhou to exchange with Youzhou, just like when we first educated the Qiang and Hu people. We must first disperse them. A block of salt dropped into water will take some time to slowly melt, but if it is turned into salt grains, it will melt very quickly."

"In Jizhou, many people originally fled to Qingxu."

Zhong Hui told Cao Mao very seriously about the work he had done in the past few days.

Cao Mao frowned, seeming a little worried.

But he still listened to Zhong Hui's story quietly without interrupting him.

When Zhong Hui finally finished explaining his decision, Cao Mao suddenly said, "Shi Ji, please eat something first."

Zhong Hui was unable to refuse, so Liu Yuan hurriedly brought the food over, and Cao Mao pulled Zhong Hui to eat together.

"Shiji, before your brother passed away, he came to see me and said that the person he was most worried about was you."

"He just passed away, and you're ready to start torturing yourself?"

"Lock yourself in the study, work without food or drink, will that make you feel better?"

Cao Mao asked two questions in succession.

Zhong Hui raised his head and smiled, "How can anyone be immortal? Brother, you are just one step ahead. I have always been diligent in my work."

Zhong Hui simply avoided the topic of his brother, ate his meal, and started talking about the government affairs of the court.

But as he was discussing important matters with a smile, two tear marks appeared on his face.

Zhong Hui didn't seem to want to be affected by the tear marks. The two talked for a long time until the tear marks disappeared.

Cao Mao stood up and took Zhong Hui's hand.

"Shi Ji, it's right to be diligent, but not too much. You should still pay more attention to your health. How can I govern the world without you?"

"Rest well and come back to Taiji Hall tomorrow."

Cao Mao gave a few instructions, and Zhong Hui immediately escorted him out of the house.

Cao Mao got into the carriage and quickly disappeared on the distant road.

"Ugh."

Cao Mao sighed.

Although he had no older brothers, he had younger brothers, and he could probably imagine how sad Zhong Hui was at that moment.

In the past, Zhong Yu was like a cage that imprisoned Zhong Hui, making him never dare to go too far.

Historically, Zhong Hui rebelled in the second year after Zhong Yu's death.
Because of his elder brother, Zhong Hui always seemed like a child who had never grown up. As an elder brother, Zhong Yu was really too indulgent towards his younger brother.

Although the atmosphere in the Wei and Jin dynasties was relatively open-minded.

However, Zhong Hui has not married at this age, and he has publicly stated that he can tolerate the famous scholar Zhong Yu. He even adopted his two children to him. This is simply pampering to the extreme.

Such behavior is rare, not to mention in the Wei and Jin dynasties, even in later generations.

This will be a major transformation for Zhong Hui.

His brother is his cage, but also his safe haven.

Whether he grows up completely and becomes a capable official, or goes crazy and ruins everything, it all depends on his own choice.

But Cao Mao had great confidence and felt that Zhong Hui could grow further.

If he could correct his shortcomings, no, if he could just be a little more restrained, his achievements would be even higher.

When Cao Mao returned to Taiji Hall, Cao Qi was waiting for him.

He came to see his little nephew.

After the meeting, I prepared to meet with my brother again to discuss a more important matter.

"You want to go out?"

"Yes, I want to go to Jizhou."

"Why?"

"I've heard that Jizhou has magnificent mountains and rivers and many famous scholars. I've wanted to go see it for a long time. Moreover, there is a famous scholar in Jizhou holding a meeting, saying that he wants to gather talented people from Hebei to discuss Confucian classics."

"Okay, stay safe."

Cao Mao just spoke softly.

For some reason, Cao Qi felt that his brother was a little different today, an indescribable feeling, especially when he looked at him.

"Brother, I will definitely go and come back quickly. It won't take too long."

"Well, it's right to visit more places. If you go to Jizhou this time, don't just focus on having fun. Pay more attention to the reputation of the officials and see the actual situation in the place. Remember to report to me when you come back."

"only!!"

(End of this chapter)