Chapter 183 Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers
Zhao Wen struggled to get up from the bed, bursting into tears.
"Your Majesty, I am ashamed."
Liu Xie wanted to ask him where he was ashamed. He had already reached his mouth and swallowed it back.
Treating old ministers, especially those who are willing to admit their mistakes on their own initiative, should save some face.
"Situ Yan is so heavy." Liu Xie held Zhao Wen's hand and patted it gently. "Situ has a good rest, work hard to eat, and strive for a quick recovery. I and the Han Dynasty must not be without Situ for a day."
Zhao Wen felt even more guilty and couldn't stop crying.
After sitting in Zhao Wen's tent for a while, Liu Xie stood up and said goodbye.
It was originally a formality to give Zhao Wen face and encourage him.
If you sit for too long and give too much face, it will be unbeautiful.
This is also the truth he just realized recently.
I have heard of it before, but I have no chance to practice it. Now, only after I have experienced it myself can I know the beauty.
Take Zhao Wen as an example. Zhao Wen took it for granted his face in the past, and he would never be as excited as he is now, and he would be filled with tears.
When returning to the imperial tent, Liu Xie glanced at Sikong Zhang Xi's tent, and then withdrew his gaze.
He no longer has hope for Zhang Xi.
As a native of Runan, Zhang Xi and Yuan's interests were too entangled, and it was difficult to separate them clearly.
But he couldn't drive Zhang Xi away directly.
Zhang Xi is also a meritorious minister.
Last year, when he drafted a title for his biological mother, Meiren Wang, and announced that he was the bloodline of the late emperor, Zhang Xi participated in it and made great achievements.
Easily deposed Zhang Xi will only make more people feel disappointed and force them to support Yuan Shao, which is not in line with the basic principles of the united front.
This is nothing more than taking a rat and avoiding weapons.
Liu Xie put his hands together in his sleeves and slowly moved forward.
Yang Xiu followed closely behind, with a solemn expression, and did not relax because Liu Xie accepted his suggestions.
"Is the Grand Marshal safe?" Liu Xie asked, as if he was talking to himself.
"Thank you Your Majesty for your concern, your father is safe." Yang Xiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
With the wisdom of the emperor, it is not difficult to guess the role of Yang Biao in it, and it is also easy to guess that he had met Wang Yi and Zhang Xi before he met him.
The emperor chose not to mention it. When this incident had never happened, he only cared about the safety of his father Yang Biao, which avoided his embarrassment.
"Is there an answer to the question I asked you last time?" Liu Xie asked.
If Yang Xiu doesn't come to find him, he will also ask someone to find Yang Xiu.
Those twenty Confucian scholars put their hopes on, and they were definitely not optional, and they could not be ruined by Yang Xiu.
It’s just that Yang Xiu is arrogant by nature and cannot criticize directly. He also needs to pay attention to some methods and make a detour appropriately.
Yang Xiu thought for a moment and shook his head. "I have no idea yet, so please give me some more time."
"It's okay, you can think slowly." Liu Xie laughed softly and turned to look at Yang Xiu. "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Starting to think means that you have taken the most important step.
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Yang Xiu smiled in shame, feeling very complicated.
He was obviously a few years older than the emperor, but when he talked about these issues, he was like a child, without any confidence.
More than ten years of hard study are of no use.
"What about the Confucian scholars you brought? Are there anyone available?"
Yang Xiu subconsciously smacked his lips. "Your Majesty, these people are very sincere in their studies, but their talents are really average, they are older and have difficulty changing their old habits. Although they have the intention to serve the court, they have some advantages when talking about the saint's scriptures, but they do not
It’s practical. In the past few days, there have been many acts of showing off their ugly appearance in the Hou General’s camp, which is very embarrassing.”
"Is that so? Let's talk about it." Liu Xie's heart tightened, but he still kept silent and asked patiently.
"For example, some people talk about books, only care about their own happiness, and explain thousands of words in one word. The soldiers are already drowsy, and he still refuses to give up. Some people emphasize etiquette and require all soldiers to be apprenticeship and not to have any slightest sparseness. A little slow. There was even a victorious person who asked the soldiers to send Shu Xiu, saying that the saint's courtesy should not be abolished..."
Yang Xiu became more and more helpless as he spoke. He shook his head and sighed with disgust.
Liu Xie was also surprised.
He just felt that the effect was not good, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.
It seems that the original idea was still too optimistic. If Yang Xiu can succeed, it does not mean that others can succeed.
Not everyone can compare with Yang Xiu.
In other words, few people can compare with Yang Xiu.
Take Shu Xiu as an example, Yang Xiu looked down on those little money at all.
But those Confucian scholars are different, they may urgently need to improve their lives. Since there is such a good reason for the ritual of a saint, there is no reason not to do so.
When studying and seeking an official position, it is all about improving your life. This is not wrong in itself.
Who would really devote himself to academic research risk his life and follow the court westward and find a place to live in seclusion? Wouldn't it be quieter?
Those who have a way out have run away long ago, and those who stay have no way out. Even though they know that the court has not had much time left, they can only go all the way to the dark.
Liu Xie was angry and helpless, and sympathized from helplessness, and couldn't help but sigh.
"The virtue ancestor is easy to know, it is difficult to do, be patient. Later, get some money and grain, and give your salary for half a month first to solve the urgent problem. When you arrive in Hedong, find a way to raise some money and grain, and then make a decision."
"Ye." Yang Xiu sighed again, nodded helplessly, and looked depressed.
Liu Xie followed the trend and said: "You should also think about how to improve. After all, not everyone is born in the fourth generation and the third generation, and they have no worries about food and clothing."
"Your Majesty..." Yang Xiu was speechless, with a black line on his forehead.
After all, it became my responsibility?
"You're just complaining, have you ever put yourself in your shoes and thought about why they are like this? If you, like them, have a few mouths behind you waiting for dinner, would you still be disdainful of Shu Xiu?"
Yang Xiu opened his mouth, but had to admit that the emperor was right.
"I am ashamed of your Majesty."
"When you first come to political affairs, you will inevitably have some shortcomings, so you can improve it in time." Liu Xie paused and said, "You are like this, I am no exception. The sage's words may be reasonable, but they cannot solve every problem. You still need to We practice it with ourselves.”
Seeing that the emperor was used to criticizing the saint, Yang Xiu wanted to defend the saint for a few words, but his confidence was really insufficient.
He was full of knowledge, but he couldn't control the twenty Confucian scholars who had also read all their lives, and they had the same face as saints and disciples.
After struggling for a while, Yang Xiu could only accept the emperor's opinion.
Debate cannot prove the saint's wisdom, only actions can be done.
The king and his minister chatted for a while, and Yang Xiu bowed and said goodbye.
Liu Xie did not return to the camp immediately, and watched the sunset alone for a while.
The sunset is full of sunset, and tomorrow is another sunny and good weather.
Compared to when he came to this world a month ago, his biggest change now may be that he believes that even if the sun sets, tomorrow will rise as usual, even if the night is long.
Even if it is true as Zhao Wen said, it takes thirty years to bring peace to him, he will wait.
Thirty years later, he was only forty-five.
But thirty years later, not only Yuan Shao died, but Cao Cao died, but now those who are in power in prefectures and counties are basically dead.
Young is his greatest capital.
Perseverance is victory.
Wait until you start to clean up the old mountains and rivers.
Drive a long car and break through the Helan Mountain.