Chapter 7 Everyone counts according to his ability
"If you plan things in advance, you will prosper; if you plan things in advance, you will perish." [Shuoyuan·Shuocong]
Wang Yung had just bid farewell to Dong Zhuo, and before changing into his court uniform, he hurried back to Weiyang Palace, and was about to go to Zhongtai to manage politics. On the way, he heard that the emperor had sent his attendant Yang Qi to deliver the edict and asked for the list of all officials hidden in the Shangshutai.
You must memorize it carefully. This matter is unusual. Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has been controlled by powerful ministers and rarely sends people to the chancellery to announce the edict on his own initiative. Wang Yun knows the emperor's temperament best, he is intelligent and sensitive, gentle and cowardly.
, if the world is peaceful, he should be the one who maintains it.
But after the emperor's condition improved, everything he said and did was inconsistent with the past. Not only was he smarter than before, but he also had more judgments than before. Wang Yun did not dare to say that he knew everything about it, especially this morning when he and Yang Qi
After dealing with the emperor separately, he had to keep a close eye on the emperor. At least during this critical period before assassinating Dong, he could not create any complications, let alone let the emperor attract the attention of others. This bystander was not only Dong Zhuo, but also other courtiers who were watching.
Wang Yun also has selfish motives, and he also has selfish motives for being Huo Guang.
When the emperor was weak and there were no other competitors, after Dong Zhuo was executed, he would become the natural prime minister. At that time, those ministers who had temporarily sworn an oath to him, whether they were willing or not, would be successful.
Those who rebel will perish. The remaining courtiers have no one to turn to and can only rely on Wang Yun. But it is different now. The emperor's strength and wisdom have gradually affected his close servants, such as Yang Qi, Yang Zan and others. This is
After sending a clear signal to the courtiers and providing a second option, which was tantamount to competing with Wang Yun for political resources after the execution of Dong, how could Wang Yun sit idly by?
When they arrived at the front hall of Weiyang Palace, not long after Wang Yun was waiting in the palace, a small yellow doorman ran over and said with a smile: "The state has just sent its troops to Shiqu Pavilion. If Situ wants to see you, why don't you wait..."
Knowing that the emperor was not in the Weiyang Palace, Wang Yun turned around and left, leaving only the awkward little Huangmen in place. He acted decisively and without delay, and walked from the front hall to the Shiqu Pavilion in the north of the palace for more than half an hour. This Shiqu Pavilion
It was originally burned down in Wang Mang's rebellion. It was not until Dong Zhuo moved the capital and Wang Yun transported most of the classics and atlases from Luoyang Lantai to Chang'an that Shiqu Pavilion was completely rebuilt to store the classics in Luoyang Palace.
There is a ditch around Shiqu Pavilion, which leads to running water and is used to prevent fire. You can feel cool while studying here in summer. She Jian and Ding Chong, the Huangmen servants, are hiding in the corridor. The sun is warm and the warm wind is blowing. The two of them are leaning against each other.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep in the shade of the corridor pillar. Suddenly he heard the noise of carriages and horses. She Jian opened his eyes and saw Wang Yunduan sitting in the car, coming slowly. She Jian pushed Ding Chong awake and said: "Wang Situ is here.
, hurry in and report."
Shiqu Pavilion is not big. The first and second floors are places for storing books. There is only a small hall on the third floor, where the emperor read books and discussed matters with Yang Qi and Wang Bin. When Ding Chong came, he caught a glimpse of Wang Bin and Yang Qi facing each other.
Sitting there, the emperor held the slip in the middle and read. Ding Chong was dissatisfied and pretended not to see the two of them. He saluted the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, Wang Situ wants to see you."
So the emperor got up after hearing the words and stood by the window. He just happened to see Wang Yun standing with his hands down, waiting for him to deliver the imperial edict in front of the pavilion. No matter how upright and upright Wang Yun was, he knew that it was a crime to enter the majesty's presence without permission. The emperor waved his hand and signaled to Ding Chong.
Go downstairs and tell Wang Yun to come up.
When Wang Yun walked in, he happened to see the emperor standing by the window. Taking advantage of the bright sunshine outside, he narrowed his eyes and carefully read the small official on the slip. His pale face was illuminated by the sun into a healthy wheat color, and his body was full of sunshine.
The dark Yanjufu made his body even thinner, but his serious and studious look was deeply imprinted in Wang Yun's mind and became an unforgettable image for his life. Yang Qi coughed lightly at the side, and he
Just then he woke up, strode forward, knelt down and prostrated, "Situ, I am here to honor your Majesty.
The emperor was still standing by the window, with half of his face hidden in the dark. Just like his emotions, he was staring at a line of text and lost in thought. Yang Qi did not dare to speak, and Wang Bin even put down the letter. I don't know.
It's time to stand, with a look of apprehension on his face.
At this time, Wang Yun's power in the court was only lower than that of Dong Zhuo. Wang Bin arbitrarily formed a friendship with the emperor. Although he had been mentally prepared, when he faced Wang Yun directly, Wang Bin suddenly felt guilty. The emperor was calmer than anyone else.
Hold your breath, if he doesn't scream, Wang Yun will have to kneel all the time. Wang Yun knew that the emperor was trying to vent the bad breath on him because he was fooled in the morning, and he was also deliberately trying to kill his majesty, even if the floor was hard and he was tired from the whole journey.
, you have to grit your teeth and hold on.
Finally, the emperor put down the letter in his hand, as if he had just seen someone, and said with a smile: "Situ is here, please get up quickly."
"After all, he has little talent and little knowledge. After reading these few lines, he doesn't understand many of them." The emperor walked to the bag, put the book he had read back in his hand, and took out another volume. He pointed at it.
Holding the slip in his hand, he said generously: "It was in vain that I expected to take charge of the government and govern the country as soon as possible. I didn't expect that I would have to learn to read and recognize people."
Wang Yun glanced at the slips and slips placed around him. Some of them had been taken out of their bags, and some had been opened and placed on the case. He had obviously read them. He was slightly surprised that the emperor had not undergone formal apprenticeship training in these years.
, the acquisition of knowledge only came from the "Book of Filial Piety" that he and Taishi Ling Wang Li taught each time. The official roster not only recorded the names of the officials, but also included their place of origin, resume, etc., which was extremely boring. How could the emperor do so in such a short period of time?
After reading part of it, it was really amazing.
"Your Majesty has the world in mind, which is the blessing of the country. Xunzi once said, 'If you don't accumulate small steps, you can't reach a thousand miles.' Your Majesty first started with literacy, and then read the "Book of Filial Piety" intensively, and became familiar with "Poetry" and "Shangshu". This is how
Come on, running the country shouldn't be difficult." Wang Yun replied.
The emperor raised the slip and looked at it before putting it down again, wondering: "How long will it take to read so many books?"
"For ordinary scholars, it takes ten years to study without their official status. Your Majesty is very smart and wise, and he should be able to achieve success in three years."
The emperor was dissatisfied with this answer: "The people of the world have been waiting for a wise king for a long time. Three years is too long. I wish I could take charge next month."
"With all the people hanging upside down, saving them is like putting out a fire. However, Confucius said: 'If there is no desire for haste, there will be no small gain. If haste leads to waste, if you see small gain, great things will not be accomplished.' I am willing to share the words of the sages with your Majesty."
Wang Yun cited allusions to reject the emperor's fantasy of becoming a doctor in one breath.
"In three years, will you only read these books?" The emperor said in a somewhat displeased tone; "Since I am the emperor, I should understand the officials of the imperial court and the people of the world. I should also read the ordinary political affairs one by one in case of emergency. If Lian Lian
I don’t know any of this…”
"Your Majesty introduces ministers every day, and his ministers sing praises by their names. These things..." Wang Yun paused for a moment, and then said: "There is a minister's desk to assist you. If your Majesty wants to see it, wait until the affairs in the court are not busy these days.
Now, I will ask the minister to pick up the previous edicts and laws for your majesty’s review.”
The emperor fell silent, and the smile on his face suddenly faded by half, and he said heartbreaking words: "Is this the intention of Wang Situ, or the intention of all the courtiers?"
"This is just my humble opinion. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Faced with the emperor's unkind tone, Wang Yun resolutely contradicted him, but he seemed even more upright than Yang Qi.
Wang Bin didn't know yet when he heard this, but in Yang Qi's ears, this was not a debate about the time limit for academic success, but a debate about the time when the emperor should be in power!
Three years later, the emperor was crowned in Yuanfu at the age of fifteen, which was the minimum age for many emperors in the Han Dynasty to rule in person.
But the emperor was obviously not willing to wait three years.
Seeing that their words were becoming more and more straightforward and even tinged with gunpowder, Yang Qi and Wang Bin both left the table and knelt on the ground, as if to remind the emperor, and as if to echo Wang Yun, they shouted: "Your Majesty!"
The emperor glanced at Yang Qi and Wang Yun, and suppressed his anger: "It is better to study sooner rather than later. Zhang Chang, the minister of Huangmen, is good at calligraphy. I want him to teach writing. He should learn simple things first, and then he will be in court later."
Once things are settled, let’s talk about inviting famous teachers.”
Seeing that the emperor was subdued, Wang Yun did not dare to let down his guard. The father of Zhang Chang, the Huangmen servant, was the famous general Zhang Huan. Dong Zhuo admired him very much. He once gave Zhang Huan hundreds of pieces of silk cloth as a sign of friendship, but Zhang Huan did not accept him.
After Zhang Huan passed away, Dong Zhuo loved his descendants so much that he appointed Zhang Chang as the Huangmen Minister. Wang Yun didn't know the emperor's intention to win over a person close to Dong Zhuo, but out of his own considerations, he still said: "I also heard that
Zhong Yao, the assistant minister of Huangmen, is particularly good at regular script and can teach Literary Reading together with Zhang Chang."
The emperor nodded: "It's all up to you."
He added: "Has the Chancellor's Desk agreed on the time for the next court meeting?"
Wang Yun's face remained as usual, acting very indifferent. In response to the emperor's sudden change of subject, he did not answer and asked: "May I ask, Your Majesty, why do you say this?"
"I have just recovered from a serious illness. I should send congratulations to all the officials. It concerns me, shouldn't I ask?" The emperor looked directly at Wang Yun with burning eyes. Wang Yun did not dare to look at him and lowered his head to show courtesy.
He secretly thought that the emperor suddenly cared about the congratulations, and he meant something. It seemed that what Yang Qi said this morning was true. Wang Yun had already figured out the emperor's plan on the way here. It was just to use Dong Zhuo to subjugate the law, and the minister came out at a time of panic.
This plan completely hindered Wang Yun's plan to stabilize the court situation and seize power. Wang Yun was bound to stop it. Although the result of stopping it was to cause the emperor's displeasure, in Wang Yun's view, the little emperor's displeasure was nothing.
Didn't Huo Guang still let Emperor Xuan carry him on his back? Did Emperor Xuan do anything to Huo Guang?
Having learned from the past, Wang Yun is not afraid of what the emperor will do. As long as he survives this critical period and takes control of the government, what can a helpless emperor do to him? By then, the whole world will follow the reforms he envisioned.
Reform, assist the young emperor like Huo Guang, and let the Han Dynasty return to rule, and the emperor only needs to hang up his clothes and hand over his hands.
This was his lifelong wish, and for this ambition, he could either defy power and defend his neck, or he could be conciliatory and surrender: "The purpose of congratulating the ministers is to calm the hearts of the people in the world and relieve the worries of the subjects, so
I discussed with the Chancellor that it should be done sooner rather than later. Taishi ordered Wang Li to perform divination and stargazing, saying that two days would be the most suitable time. As for the appointment of His Majesty the Confucian Professor, since it is a serious matter, please allow a few days of grace, and let the minister wait for discussion before making a choice.
It’s not too late.”
"When is the latest?" The emperor seemed to be very concerned about inviting the master and asked.
Wang Yun thought about it for a while and replied: "We can discuss this matter at the earliest at the next imperial court."
Both parties had their own plans, and they reached an agreement tacitly. After the emperor got what he wanted, he naturally had to make a promise: "Okay, let the imperial doctor give me a good health care for the past two days. If nothing happens, I won't need to."
Let the foreign ministers come to see you, and everything will be discussed later at the court meeting."