Zhou Zhong was a little embarrassed and nodded embarrassedly.
"I'm old and my habits are hard to change." He patted his mouth lightly and said to himself: "I'm born to be quick in my mouth, so it's inevitable that I will make mistakes."
"Speaking is the voice of the heart." Yang Biao said bluntly: "If you don't think so in your heart, how can you say that?"
Zhou Zhong put down the teacup and gave thanks seriously. "Yes, yes. Wenxian taught him a lesson. I remembered it. When I went back, I closed my door to thank the guests and reflected on myself."
Yang Biao snorted and said nothing.
Zhou Zhong is the same age as him and has similar official positions. He can't say too much, so he can only find an opportunity to remind him.
The topic returns to Jia Xu's hunting plan.
The two discussed for a long time and thought that this plan seemed absurd, but it was worth it.
The flowing water does not rot, and the door hinge does not rot. The emperor or the prince’s residence in the capital is not conducive to the long-term stability of the country. When the expenses are controlled, they go out to inspect regularly. It is not a way to urge the local government. It also joins the emperor in civil appointment with the emperor.
, Sikong matches.
The emperor was patrolling outside and interfering with Situ and Sikong even less.
As for military affairs, the emperor cannot give up for the time being anyway, so it is better to maintain this situation for the time being. When the world is peaceful, the influence of Jia Xu and the people of Xiliang gradually weakens, and Xun Yu, Zhou Yu and others take over, the situation will naturally change.
To take a step back, the emperor is not a warlike person, and there will be no problem with the power of military power in his hands.
In principle, Yang Biao expressed his approval and could conduct public and in-depth discussions.
After listening to Yang Biao's analysis, Zhou Zhong changed his mind and said he could accept it. He immediately mentioned that the emperor was going to Jiangnan.
"Wenxian, do you still remember Liu Tao?"
"Of course I remember." Yang Biao said lightly. "Are you worried that the emperor's soldiers Xie and Ru Yingren will be connected?"
"Aren't you worried?"
Yang Biao did not answer immediately, but just savored the tea slowly.
When he learned that the emperor was going to Jiangnan, he thought of this problem. Although Liu Tao's official position was not high, his reputation was very good. He respected this scholar who was about 10 years older than him at that time. He was a disaster in Zhang Jiao
At that time, they all reminded Emperor Xiaoling many times, and they were also considered comrades.
Liu Tao was later conspired to rebel with Bian Zhang and died unyieldingly. Yang Biao is still unforgettable.
If Liu Tao is affected by Shi Xie again twenty years later, he will be very disappointed.
He couldn't understand why the people of Ruying didn't use this relationship to persuade Shi Xie to surrender.
Do they think Shi Xie can still be at peace with Lingnan?
After all, it was the Ruying people who did not recognize the situation and were unwilling to lose their unique influence. They were angry with the emperor, hoping that the emperor would make concessions and recognize the Ruying people's uniqueness.
This kind of emotion is very strong, and even Xun Yu himself cannot control it.
"Liu Tao and I are friends. I will write a letter to ask Liu Tao's son to go and persuade Shixie to surrender."
Zhou Zhong nodded. "That's all."
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Seeing Zhou Zhong go, Yang Biao sat alone in the hall, slowly drinking tea, looking a little lonely.
Mrs. Yuan walked out of the back hall, looked at Yang Biao, and spat.
"I just knew you were worried about the country and the people again."
Yang Biao came back to his senses and laughed silently. "As Situ, I am not worried about the country and the people. Is it because I am a corpse and a place to eat?"
"After that being said, there is no such eagerness as you. The emperor can wait, can you wait?"
Yang Biao smacked his lips. "The emperor is still young, but I am over 60 years old. How can I be as calm as him?" He sighed quietly. "Speaking of this, I am really a little jealous of Xun Wenruo."
Mrs. Yuan lowered her eyelids, poured herself a cup of tea, held it in her hand, but did not drink it. She just looked at the niao Niao tea fog and looked helpless.
Three months ago, Yang Xiu wrote a letter to the emperor and made a fuss about Liangzhou, asking Situ's mansion to adjust the prices of materials allocated from Xiliang, especially the prices of horses, and adjust the indicators for officials' performance assessment in order to seek fairness.
Once the memorial was published, it caused a stir.
Yang Xiu's opinion is fair, and there is no problem with this. Even officials from Central China will not object. After all, no one can guarantee that he will be transferred to a border county one day. Of course, he hopes that the performance exam will be fairer.
But although the son impeached his father for official business, he still had the reputation of being unfilial, which made Yang Biao look irrelevant.
Being impeached is one aspect, but not being able to teach children is the key.
Loyal ministers come from filial sons. Between loyalty and filial piety, most people should first recognize filial piety.
The relationship between the monarch and the minister is optional - even when facing a wise monarch, the minister can still choose not to be an official. The relationship between the father and the son cannot be dissolved - even if the father is dull, the son cannot be unfilial, but instead has the obligation to hide the son as his father.
Although Yang Xiu did not criticize Yang Biao by name, it was tantamount to accusing Yang Biao.
"Husband, Dezu impeached the Situ Mansion, not Situ himself, so you don't have to take it to your heart."
Yang Biao was stunned, then he realized and couldn't help but smiled hoarsely. He wanted to explain a few words, but when he said something, he swallowed it back. "Madam, what do you think of Xun Changqian?"
Mrs. Yuan thought for a while before she remembered that Xun Changqian was Xun Yu's eldest son and had been to the Western Regions for several years.
"Okay, the young man is promising, brave and resourceful."
"But he went to the Western Regions, and he was afraid that he would not be able to perform his filial piety in his knees in this life."
Mrs. Yuan smiled and was about to speak, but suddenly she became alert. Her eyes suddenly became sharp and her body subconsciously straightened. "Husband, Dezu... don't you want to go to the Western Regions?"
Yang Biao avoided Mrs. Yuan's gaze and lowered his head to pour tea. "Didn't you say that Xun Changqian is promising?"
"But..." Mrs. Yuan's face changed, red and white, white and red.
"But Xun Changqian has brothers, but Dezu is the only son, right?" Yang Biao sighed softly. "But don't forget that the emperor is about to march west. If Dezu goes to the Western Regions, it will not be exiled, but a companion. The Western Regions are vast.
, have great achievements.”
"But..." Mrs. Yuan sat back, but clenched her fists. "But ten thousand miles of the Western Regions, he really wants to go to the Western Regions, and we mother and son may never have a chance to meet again in the future."
"Not to it." Yang Biao smiled. "If he doesn't come back, we can go."
Mrs. Yuan raised her head in surprise and woke up from a dream. "You have already discussed it, but you just hide it from me, right?" She gritted her teeth with hatred. "You still pretended like this in front of me all day long, let me
in a hurry?"
Yang Biao shook his hand with a wry smile. "I am not pretending to be like this, but I am really anxious, but not for the ancestor of virtue, but for Zhou Jiamou, and the old ministers who are as stubborn as Zhou Jiamou."
He sighed. "The world has been unified, but they are still immersed in the dreams of spring and autumn. It would be fine if an ordinary scholar complained. As a minister, he is still so stubborn, what should I do?"
Mrs. Yuan sneered. "So you want to set an example and take the initiative to give up the virtuous?"
Yang Biao raised his lips. "After resigning, we took advantage of our health and traveling around the world, isn't it good?" Without waiting for Mrs. Yuan to speak, he said again: "Don't you love wine the most? Let's go and produce wine in a lot of wine."
Isn’t it a pleasure to ask the emperor for a fiefdom from now on, and to enjoy my grandchildren from now on, wouldn’t it be a pleasure?”