"To establish the Son of Heaven as the Son of Heaven is not to establish the Son of Heaven as the Son of Heaven." [Shenzi Nei Chapter]
"What's the benefit of Ming Gong doing this?" In the quiet room, Guo Jia sighed for a long time.
"Dong Zhuo threatened the country to move westward, and I led the troops to station in Zhongmou... When we were weak and helpless, it was only with Tao Qian's recommendation and message that I was able to revive the army." Zhu Jun slowly recalled, without any reason. When he talks about old things, he is using him to prove something: "Those Kanto scholars were kind to me back then, but now that they have something to ask for, I have to help them."
"Did Mr. Ming expect this?" Guo Jia asked calmly.
Zhu Jun's expression changed slightly, and he said sadly: "I really didn't think about it deeply."
So Guo Jia tucked Zhu Jun into a quilt and said softly: "Dong Cheng has sent someone to apologize in private. I accepted the apology in the name of Ming Gong. As long as we don't hold on to it, this matter will be put in the past. What's next? You will go wherever you go. Although Guan Gong couldn't save him, at least Ming Gong tried his best, so he doesn't have to feel guilty."
"Nothing will happen to Guan Ning." Zhu Jun said with certainty: "When Cai Yong served as the minister of Qujie, the country did not liquidate his crimes after he took power, and even asked him to compile pictures and books in Lantai. Guan Ning was just acting Wuji, his words are a bit indulgent, and he is a noble person. This time, the most I can do is use Dong Cheng's hands to make him suffer a little. From now on, he will know how to be careful with his words and deeds, and he can live in seclusion and study with peace of mind."
"Really?" Guo Jia looked unconvinced, with a calm expression on his brows, which concealed his emotion very well: "How can Mr. Ming see this?"
Zhu Jun closed his eyelids lightly and whispered a reason: "...unless the country wants Dong Cheng to die."
In his opinion, this was undoubtedly ridiculous. With Huang Wan, Yang Qi and other important ministers withdrawing from the court, Wang Bin died, Song nobles fell out of favor, and Empress Dong became pregnant... Dong Cheng's power in the court was almost at its peak, and now the emperor was even more prominent. Behind the scenes, he supported the other party to let go of the game with the scholars, and even did not hesitate to wrong Zhu Jun. Even though Guo Jia saw some bad signs in it, and reminded Zhu Jun indirectly, he still believed that Dong Cheng would never lose quickly... Zhao Wen Moderation can only stabilize the overall situation. If you dare to fight and kill without any scruples, and become a staunch supporter of the emperor in consolidating his power and implementing the new system, who else can he do besides his relative Dong Cheng?
"What if Dong Cheng is really going to die? There are two infringements on each other, and each has its own casualties. Wouldn't it be easy for the emperor to deal with it calmly?" Guo Jia said softly: "Emperor Xiaowu once accomplished what Emperor Guangwu failed to do completely. Today's emperor has the ability to do anything that can be done, such as the flood coming out of the valley, which is unstoppable, whether it is the Yuan family or the Yang family."
Zhu Jun couldn't help but said doubtfully: "When the Han Dynasty was in trouble, who among these ministers did not serve the country with loyalty? Now Yang Gong, Huang Gong and others have lost power one after another. They were all famous ministers for a while, how could they end up in such a situation? "
"Ming Gong." Guo Jia put his hand on Zhu Jun's quilt and suddenly asked: "What are the soldiers fighting for?"
"Of course it's for the purpose of making achievements? To defend the Han Dynasty." Zhu Jun said without thinking.
Guo Jia immediately asked: "Then the soldiers below are fighting? What are they doing for?"
Zhu Jun was stunned? He had never thought about this question? Maybe it was a matter of course that he hadn't thought about it? Although he was good at fighting, he was not as loving as Huangfugui. Won consecutive battles and victories on the battlefield to conquer the Qiang.
This seems to be a common problem among all scholars. Do they think that it is natural for the people to be loyal to the country and to the emperor and their father? But few people really think about it. The people actually don't care whether the emperor's surname is Ji or Liu.
"I am getting old after all." Zhu Jun thought for a long time, sighed, and began to talk to himself again: "At the beginning, Hua Tuo and Zhang Ji successively warned me to guard against arrogance, impetuosity, and meditate to cultivate my character. I was not allowed to eat wine and meat, because I couldn't compare. I'm young...but I refuse to accept old age." He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Guo Jia? He endured the buzzing in his ears and the discomfort in his neck: "Now that my body has reached this point, I have always wanted to Let me ask you something."
"Ming Gong, please speak." Guo Jia lowered his body to Zhu Jun.
"How do I compare to Cao Mengde?" Comparing himself with a junior, Zhu Jun didn't show any shyness on his face after saying this. He looked at Guo Jia quietly.
The little sparkle left in the other party's eyes made Guo Jia feel a stab of pain for no reason. He tried to calm down his mind: "If the public policy is flawless and the campaign is flawless, how can Cao Cao be as good as you?"
"He must be better than me in some way." Although his memory began to fade, Zhu Jun still vaguely remembered that a long time ago, when he and Huangfu Song led the troops to quell the Yellow Turban Rebellion, he met Cao Cao once in Changshe. I remember that at that time, the other party was a high-spirited and smug young cavalry captain. So many years have passed: "...otherwise you wouldn't have just stayed under his command for a few days and made up your mind to follow him." ."
"Ming Gong!" Guo Jia bowed to the ground.
"Why are you begging me now? You are still my long-term partner, and I will not let you go easily." Zhu Jun laughed weakly.
At this time, Du Xi, who had been walking around outside, came in with a very unnatural expression. When he entered, he quickly straightened his expression and pretended to be relaxed and sat down on his knees: "Ming Gong, Hua Gong said that the soup is about to be boiled. , drink it while it's hot, and it will calm down the excessive heartbeat, and your illness will be cured."
"I didn't ask you to get the decoction just now, but I wanted to inquire about the situation outside." Zhu Jun looked at Du Xi with some displeasure: "Didn't you do what I told you?"
Du Xi lowered his head, not daring to look at him: "It's not too late to inquire about the situation outside after Ming Gong recovers from his illness."
There was a bit of surprise in Zhu Jun's eyes. Du Xi's weird look made even Guo Jia look at him. He asked, "Could it be..."
Du Xi quickly winked at Guo Jia, signaling him to shut up in time.
The exchange between the two people's eyes could not escape Zhu Jun's eyes. He already had a bad guess in his heart, and asked forcefully: "Du Xi, what's going on!" He leaned on the bed with one elbow and turned his body sideways. Facing Du Xi, his gray hair trembled with a wooden hairpin.
Du Xi knew he couldn't hide it, so he leaned on the ground and trembled.
"Did something happen?" Zhu Jun's face turned red again and he asked eagerly.
Under Zhu Jun's increasingly stern gaze, Du Xi couldn't hold on any longer, buried his head and said: "Guan Gong committed suicide in prison."
"Suicide..." Zhu Jun's pupils dilated a bit, and he muttered and repeated it several times, as if he didn't want to believe this result. Guan Ning, a famous figure in Beihai, "Dragon Tail" committed suicide in Tingwei Prison!
Guan Ning is the focus of the current dispute. As a Tingwei, Shejian must ensure the other party's life no matter what. He is a confidant promoted by the emperor. He can withstand Dong Cheng's pressure and give Guan Ning the greatest care. But no one can do it. Unexpectedly, Guan Ning did not die under Dong Cheng's frame-up, but under She Jian's nose...
Zhu Jun didn't believe that Shejian would be so unclear about the importance. Now that this incident has happened, it can only explain the behind...
His throat felt sweet and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Ming Gong, Ming Gong!" Everyone was shouting anxiously. Zhu Jun couldn't hear it at all. He used his last strength to look at Guo Jia, who was nearest to him. This young man he admired most in his life was like him in everything. As expected.
...I really hope that things will be as expected in the future.