"Being a friend is enough to encourage people to do good and discipline them." [Question]
An earthquake is like a divine punishment to people of this era, not to mention that it happened in the imperial capital. Everyone, whether ordinary people or prominent officials, was panicked.
After the emperor had a conversation with Wang Bin and called Wang Duan to give him some instructions on what to pay attention to when heading to Guandong, he took advantage of the fact that it was still early and planned to drive to Shiqu Pavilion to read the book.
Shiqu Pavilion is also where the secretary prison is. At this time, except for Secretary Ling Xun Yue and secretary Cheng Zhu Hao, most of the people in the secretary prison have varying degrees of fear on their faces. They only know that the earthquake is not only a warning from heaven, but also a warning from heaven.
It can even collapse houses and crush people to death. But if they are afraid of earthquakes, they don't have much intuitive feelings. It wasn't until they actually experienced earthquakes today that they realized how terrible earthquakes are.
Seeing the young adults like Yang Xiu and Huan Fan, who liked to pretend to be mature, looking so frightened, the emperor suddenly felt funny and joked: "The way to cultivate one's morality is to first treat the heart. If Mount Tai collapses in front of you, your appearance will not change.
The elk is moving to the left without blinking an eye. An earthquake is not a major earthquake. Where has your usual demeanor gone at this time?"
Yang Xiu and others' faces turned red, and they all looked around sheepishly. It was hard for anyone to say anything. Only Pei Qian, relying on his thick skin, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is the emperor, and with the blessing of heaven, you are not afraid of this."
It’s a disaster. It’s just that I am a humble person, so I naturally tremble in fear when faced with the power of God.”
"Really?" the emperor pondered, obviously not believing Pei Qian's lies.
Wang Fu blinked and continued: "Disasters, auspiciousness and auspiciousness are all the will of God. Since the emperor is the emperor, the ministers are still afraid to see him every day, let alone facing the sky."
"Afraid?" The emperor looked at Wang Fu funny and said, "I didn't know you were still afraid when you saw me."
"Your Majesty, what you said is a disgrace to me. I didn't show it on my face, but in my heart I was in awe." Wang Fu put away his playful smile and said seriously.
The emperor suddenly gave him a long and meaningful look, which only lasted for a short moment. The others didn't even have time to react, and then turned into an approachable look again: "You." The emperor smiled helplessly, as if there was nothing he could do to him: "
Study hard and don’t just know about fighting cocks and lackeys all day long.”
"I sincerely promise you."
The emperor slowly suppressed his smile and raised his head to look at everyone: "The earthquake is not strong this time, but my family will still be worried. It's still early, and I won't keep you here, so go back."
At this time, everyone had no intention of studying. After hearing the emperor's words, everyone suddenly became energetic, said goodbye to the emperor and left.
Before leaving, the emperor suddenly stopped the scholar Sun Meng: "Wen Shi."
Sun Meng, a scholar in the crowd, stopped and looked at the emperor with some surprise: "Your Majesty?"
Scholar Sun Meng was of average intelligence and self-aware. When he first took the Chengming Hall examination, he had no hope for himself. But when he learned that his strategy had defeated several high-ranking disciples and he passed the examination as expected, Scholar Sun Meng
I was so happy that I once had the illusion that I was not weaker than others.
It wasn't until he entered the Secretary's Prison and came into contact with really smart people like Yang Xiu and Pei Qian that he gradually realized the reality and realized that he had neither the military talents of Fa Zheng, Sima Yi and others, nor Wei Kang's understanding of government affairs.
His unique insights are not as profound as Huan Fan's knowledge or Pei Qian's agility. After all calculations, Shi Sunmeng has become the lowest person in the secretarial department, which is inferior to the uneducated and incompetent Wang Fu and the young and weak
Wei Dan is stronger.
At that time, he was thinking, why should he study with these elites? Is it because he is good at literature? But Wang Can and Yang Xiu are also good at literature, and they are more than a little better than him. Why should he?
Will he be favored by the emperor?
Until he remembered that day, that is, the day before Chengming's test, he was anxiously preparing for tomorrow's test at home. He was not confident and was looking forward to competing with outstanding children from other families.
His father, Shi Sunrui, looked behind him with eyes filled with relief and expectation.
When a son always hopes to break away from the wings of his father's generation and make his own way in the world, doesn't that happen when the father's father wants to do the same? So even if the son thinks he is relying on his own strength, in fact he is still relying on the shadow of his father's generation, the father will not
Telling the truth will make you proud of it, because this is the self-esteem a father gives his son.
Shisun Meng suddenly sobbed and couldn't help but have red eyes. During the year and a half in the Secretary's Prison, Shisun Meng saw many things that were difficult to see at home, and he also understood the treacherous nature of the imperial court. He already knew this
What would this earthquake bring to his father: "Secretary Lang Chenmeng, I have a favor to ask."
"I was just about to tell you this." It was impossible for the emperor to say that there was no affection between the secretary and the others. He flatly refused: "Study cannot be neglected. You will continue to enter Shiqu Pavilion from now on, just like before.
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It was reasonable to depose the scholar Sun Rui. If he accepted the resignation of the scholar Sun Meng at this time, the atmosphere in the secretarial prison would change in the future. This was not what the emperor wanted to see. The emperor subconsciously looked at the people who stayed behind.
Although the secretaries did not speak on their faces, their eyes actually told the emperor everything.
Shi Sunmeng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the emperor actually knew what he was going to say. He was surprised, but also a little moved: "I have little talent, how can I always be at your Majesty's side?"
The emperor smiled and said no more, but it was already obvious that he could not refuse.
Everyone walked out of Shiqu Pavilion. The secretaries who witnessed all this were a little silent at first. After walking a few steps, Pei Qian was the first to lose his composure. He poked Sun Meng with his elbow and said with a smile: "I said
What's the matter? Even Yang Dezu sometimes peeks at the articles you write. His Majesty is so good at writing, how could he be willing to let you go?"
"It's all good, why did you involve me?" Yang Xiu looked confused, and immediately wanted to deny it. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Fazheng's somewhat unkind look, and saw Shisun Meng's red eyes, and the words came to his lips.
, but unconsciously changed his words: "When I looked at it, I didn't avoid you. Wen Xing actually used the word 'steal'."
Shisun Meng smiled, with tears in his eyes. Although he did not speak, the gratitude in his heart could not be concealed.
Everyone in the Secretaries and Supervisors used to be very clear-cut. They were divided into several factions based on their likes and dislikes, fathers, and family backgrounds. But when faced with this kind of thing, they rarely gathered together. Even the lonely Fazheng tried to persuade them.
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Sima Yi, who came in halfway, watched all this with great interest, feeling a different kind of feeling in his heart.
"How?" Wang Fu looked ahead and asked suddenly from the side.
Sima Yi knew that he was talking to himself, so he subconsciously replied: "Not really."
After Wang Fu heard this, he turned his head to look at him with a subtle expression, with an undisguised disdain in his eyes.
Sima Yi suddenly felt a little regretful, but he did not take back what he just said. Instead, he childishly wanted to prove something and added: "After today, what will happen to them tomorrow?"
"Then let's wait until tomorrow." After saying that, Wang Fu's face completely darkened, he sneered, walked forward, and put some distance away from Sima Yi.
Sima Yi lowered his eyelids, wondering what he was thinking.
He has never thought about the illusory relationship of 'friends'. In his opinion, the friendship between Boya and Ziqi is a friendship that has nothing to do with wealth and wealth, and everything has to be gained. The more he wants to build a great achievements
, the less there should be any 'friendship'. Aren't all cliques brought together by interests and power? Looking at ancient and modern times, how many people who have made great achievements have a friendship behind them?
In his opinion, Wang Fu should understand him. After all, Wang Fu is a person who can say "the higher you stand, the lonelier you become." Unfortunately, Wang Fu does not understand the gains and losses involved.
It's also possible that Sima Yi himself didn't understand.