"Now that he has retired from the imperial court, why hasn't Sir Fan left yet? Could it be that he has something important to discuss with me?"
This old fan didn't say anything serious after going around for a long time. There was no other way, so Wang Mi had no choice but to come and ask in person.
Speaking of serious things, it seems that there is indeed such a thing.
Fan Ning stared and thought for a long time, and finally remembered.
"It's like this. Several important officials of the imperial court are also close friends in private. Today, Shilang Wang returned home with a great victory. We held a banquet at Chen's House. We wanted to welcome Shilang Wang and wash away his dust, so we happened to get together.
"
Fan Ning's good friend?
Wang Mi has a clue.
Aren't they the ones standing together in the main hall today, looking weird and angry?
Wang Mi thought deeply and did not agree immediately.
Among these people, Fan Ning and Yuan Yuezhi were not interesting. Only Wang Guobao aroused Wang Mi's interest.
This rotten man really makes people love and hate him at the same time.
There is no conclusion from ancient times to the present about who is the most harmful one, the hypocrite or the true villain.
However, the destructive power of Wang Guobao was recognized by history as huge.
Why don't you hold such a bright shit-stirring stick in your hand and use it for me?
Wang Mi suddenly felt that an innate ally was waving to him.
"That's fine with me, but since it's a gathering of friends, it might be inappropriate for a few of us to join in."
Wang Mi waved his hand behind him, "I can attend the party, but if I go, my friend cannot be absent."
Fan Ning looked up and immediately smiled.
"What's there to worry about? We're afraid that some of you won't appreciate it!"
"all come!"
"all come!"
"At the first moment of the hour, the Chen family building is waiting for you all." After saying this last sentence, Fan Ning left quickly, even faster than Wang Mi.
"This old Fan has no intention of chatting for a few more words. The city is really inadequate." Wang Mi looked at Fan Ning's hurried away figure and couldn't help but sigh.
"Zhiyuan, this is obviously the Hongmen Banquet, why should we go?" He Mai didn't know the situation in the court yet, but He Wuji knew the details of the people standing in the court quite clearly.
Wang Mi obviously couldn't urinate in the same pot as them.
"Of course I want to go."
"I've said it a long time ago. If you want to create a new world in this world, you can't just keep your head down and do practical things, and you can't neglect developing connections."
"Don't you think Wang Guobao is interesting?"
"We are surrounded by serious people everywhere. It's really boring. Such cunning scoundrels are rare. We just treat them as admiring the strange people in the world."
"Zhiyuan, you are really leisurely and relaxed." He Wuji couldn't help but sigh, he was busy making pistols and partying and feasting to build relationships.
His energy is really strong.
He Mai's eyes were full of stars and he shouted loudly: "It's indeed true!"
"Zhiyuan, don't worry, as long as I'm here, Wang Guobao won't even try to take advantage of you!"
He Mai stuck out his tongue and moved it up and down. Wang Mi knew that he was insinuating Zhang Yi. As long as he had his tongue, Wang Mi would not let Wang Guobao take advantage of his words.
He Mai's judgment was very accurate. Wang Guobao actually had no brains and could be described as a real bad person.
Some people are resourceful but not courageous, and some are brave but not resourceful, but Wang Guobao is an outlier among them. In the late Eastern Jin Dynasty, he dominated the officialdom and monopolized power. He was definitely a popular man in front of the Sima brothers.
but.
It's a pity that he turned out to be a waste without strategy or courage.
But he also has characteristics that ordinary trash does not have. Although he is useless, he feels very good about himself. He thinks that his talent is unparalleled. The court should be handed over to him. Xie An, Director Wang, these old seniors, all
I can only carry his shoes.
Since Wang Guobao is so brainless and so showy, why can he still win the favor of the Sima brothers? Is it because the two brothers have bad eyesight?
Yes and no.
Since ancient times, sycophantic ministers who have been able to gain a firm foothold by the emperor's side and receive special protection from the emperor often have some of the same characteristics.
That means it will please people.
There are always too many serious ministers who have experienced the systematic education of Confucius and Mencius. When they speak, they are analytical and precise, and they always refer to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Do you think all emperors are serious people?
Except for a few Mingjuns and Holy Lords who can be called famous in history, the others are just middle-aged people, just maintaining their status.
If you exclude the Shoucheng emperors and look downward, you will find that in the long river of history, among the hundreds of emperors, large and small, the majority are of inferior quality.
For example, the reason why Zu Jue and Zu Xiaozheng, who were doted on by Gao Zhan, Emperor Wucheng of the Northern Qi Dynasty, were able to coax Gao Zhan around was not because they had an exclusive secret medicine that could make Gao Zhan have countless maidens.
This is all true. In the eyes of truly talented people, Wang Guobao is just trash, such as his father-in-law Xie An. What he regrets most now is that he recruited such a son-in-law.
However, in the eyes of people like the Sima brothers, who are unreliable themselves, remote and ridiculous people like Wang Guobao are just a piece of cake.
There are too few such people.
There are too few ministers who are willing to satisfy Sima Yao and Sima Daozi's vulgar tastes, which further highlights the value of Wang Guobao.
The gears of history are meshing tightly, and he, Wang Mi, has finally stepped into the ranks of court battles.
These people at the party in the evening are not all the same...
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Wuyi Lane, Xie Mansion.
"did you see it?"
"My lord actually recruited the little maid Yurou to the study. It's really strange."
"Yurou?"
"Who is that with?"
In front of the gate of Xie's Mansion, several young men are holding big brooms and working hard to clean up the fallen leaves (fishing). Today's Xie Mansion is full of novel things one after another.
Xie An, the lord of the Xie family, who has been idle at home for a month, actually got up early in the morning, dressed up decently, and went to the Jiankang Palace to attend court. This was a strange thing.
After a long delay, Xie An finally returned home. According to the reaction of the boy who was waiting beside him, Xie An, who was much older, almost didn't rest for a moment when he came back from the palace, so he found a little maid in the side courtyard.
's study room.
This is even more strange!
You must know that Xie An is a person with a pure heart and few desires. On weekdays, even if he has some frivolous hobbies, he stays in the brothel. At home, he has always been quite upright and has never done anything that violates the rules.
He was surrounded by book boys and servants, especially his study room deep in the bamboo forest, which was inaccessible, let alone the female family members.
"I heard that he is from Madam Minghui's side."
"Really!"
"I also saw Madam Minghui going out in a carriage this morning!"
"Would it have anything to do with this matter?"
It was still early, and the market hadn't opened yet. There were only twos and threes of pedestrians on the broad street of Wuyi Alley, where wealthy families gathered.
From time to time, some people cast strange glances at the talkative boy in front of the Xie Mansion, but who dared to care about them? That was the boy from the Xie family of Chen County, the number one family in the family!
Although he can only eat dust in Xie's house every day, he is still inherently superior to others. Whenever he goes out to do errands, he is always surrounded by people, and his waist is very straight.
No one can afford to offend them, and who dares to criticize them?