Chapter two hundred and eighty-ninth, keep a low profile
Poor Bai Xuequ, I haven't met a close friend.
The soldiers were traveling in panic, and they were wasting their time on the Huaihei seashore.
The stream trees contain morning rain, and the mountain birds chirp for the remainder of the spring.
I have a gourd of wine to soothe the wind and dust.
——"Jian Lu Zhi" Wei Yingwu (Tang Dynasty)
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Yun Baoquan, the director of the library, is nearly sixty years old. He is generous and calm and likes Bai Fu. Bai Fu often came to borrow books and became familiar with him. He often asked Mr. Yun to recommend books.
Yun Baoquan twisted his gray beard with his hand and said with a smile: "Fu'er, don't be so sad. When you reach my age, you can realize the benefits of 'having no official position and being light-hearted'. No errands, no chores, no social activities, I
It looks good.
Since Taifu returned to seclusion, the Hongwen Museum has also changed. It has stayed away from academics and abandoned its roots. The owner of the museum is not like a well-educated man. He is thinking about the art of ascending to the officialdom every day, and is even more official than an official. He welcomes people to and from them every day, drinks and exchanges, and clings to the powerful.
The atmosphere of Hongwen Hall has been ruined.
I heard about the imperial pardon and asked Pei Guan to arrange for you to live with me.
Hidden here, no one will disturb you, it is quiet and comfortable. There are tens of thousands of classics in the pavilion, so you can use your spare time to read the classics.
The wisdom and experience of the ancients are all in books. Reading the classics is like having a conversation with these sages.
'Rise up a high building and entertain guests', the so-called "big friends" are mostly fair-winners. Instead of wasting time making connections, it's better to spend time on yourself. Live your life wonderfully. You don't need to make friends with others, and countless people will worship you.
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Bai Fu was deeply moved. After Taifu left, many of his colleagues in the Hongwen Hall who had been friendly in the past no longer came to visit. What's more, they used bad words and slanderous attacks behind their backs. Mr. Yun, as before, kept his old ways and was warm-hearted, saving himself from fire and water.
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Bai Fu bowed deeply to Mr. Yun and said, "Thank you, Mr. Gao Yi. But since you are here to work as a handyman, you can't just read and not work. Please arrange the work, sir."
Yun Baoquan smiled and said: "Well, if you don't arrange errands, you won't feel at ease. Well, there is a partition on the dark floor on the second floor, which is filled with scattered bamboo slips. These bamboo slips are old things from the previous dynasty. Due to their age,
, many of the cooked cowhide ropes that tied these bamboo slips together were broken. The people who usually cleaned the bamboo slips didn't know how to arrange the order of the bamboo slips, so they just left them there.
If you are familiar with the scriptures, you can take this opportunity to sort out these bamboo slips, sort them into categories, and place them neatly. The matter is trivial, so I will find two more people to cooperate with you."
Bai Fu nodded and clasped his fists, happily accepting the task.
From then on, Bai Fu lived in a small building, away from the hustle and bustle, and lived a peaceful life. However, Yang Yichan's figure appeared in front of his eyes from time to time, like a heavy hammer hammering his heart, causing difficulty in breathing and chest cramps. Scenes of past events made Bai Fu
Fu kept reflecting on what he had done wrong that led her to abandon him...
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On this day, the moonlight was as bright as frost, and Li Xiu, the son of Li Linfu, walked into Li Xiangnei's study. Seeing no one around, he turned the switch, and a hidden door slowly emerged from behind.
Li Xiu quickly walked into the secret room and closed the mechanism. There was a lamp like a bean, and an old man was reading various memorials with gusto under the candlelight. It was the prime minister Li Linfu who was seriously ill and bedridden!
After Li Xiu paid homage, he knelt down on the couch and said, "Father, I have personally verified everything you want me to inquire about."
Li Linfu put down the memorial, took a sip of ginseng soup, and sat on the couch opposite Li Xiu. Although Li Linfu looked pale, he was in good spirits. There was no sign of a stroke.
Li Xiu said: "As my father expected, since the news that you were bedridden reached the court, all the officials have lined up one after another. Many officials you have supported for many years have also deliberately avoided and no longer have contact with our family. What's worse, such as Ji Wen The others, cheating on you, publicly drew a clear line with you, and sided with Yang Zhao. Under Yang Zhao's instruction, they collected evidence of your crime and prepared to join forces to impeach you!"
Li Linfu twisted the rat's tail in his hand, disapprovingly, and said with a smile: "Ling the snake out of the hole, identify the loyal and the traitor. In the past twenty years as a father, power has been overwhelming. The appointment of officials above the fifth rank is almost all decided by his father. My father writes and ink. One lap can make them rise to prominence in an instant. This benefit is too great, and there are so many people trying to get involved in it that many people, even their fathers, cannot see its true colors.
Those who no longer interact with our family can be forgiven. Officialdom is a place of mutual benefits and intrigues. But those who openly draw a clear line and throw themselves into the arms of political opponents cannot stay! Write down the names of these people. Next, wait for me to come back and deal with them one by one!" At this point, a cold light flashed in Li Linfu's eyes.
Li Xiu nodded, took out a roll of letterhead from his sleeve, handed it to Li Linfu, and said, "Father, here is the list. Please take a look."
Li Linfu took the list and opened it in no hurry. He then asked: "How has An Lushan performed recently?"
Li Xiu said: "An Lushan visited me five times to express my condolences to my father. Except for the first time, when you saw him on the sick bed, the next four times, I sent him back as a gift on the grounds that you were ill. This guy He was cunning and never took sides publicly. Although he was very close to the imperial concubine, he deliberately kept a distance from Yang Zhao.
He also did not ask for an order from the Holy One to return to Fan Yang. From the looks of it, An Lushan entertained guests all day long, and he looked like a wealthy man who had lived in Chang'an for a long time."
Li Linfu nodded slightly and said: "Xiu'er, please keep an eye on me. What Fatty An is best at is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. I can allow him to serve as the governor of the three towns, but I don't feel comfortable letting him go back to Fan Yang. Let him Returning to Liaodong is like letting a tiger return to the mountains."
Li Xiu agreed. But he was also a little worried and said: "Father, the concubine is unparalleled in her favor now. If you don't return to the court to take charge, as time goes by, I'm afraid Yang Zhao will secure his position as prime minister."
Li Linfu waved his hand, smiled contemptuously, and said: "It doesn't matter, a rat like Yang Zhao can't bear to break into the house. I can beat him back to his original shape with a little trick. My son doesn't have to worry.
What worries me the most now is the East Palace. If the prince does not change, my Li family will have endless troubles. The Holy Emperor has recently softened his approach to the prince, and his intention to change the prince is wavering. If I expected nothing wrong, in addition to Gao Lishi's support for Li Heng, I am afraid that It is related to the fact that King Li Tan of Jianning obtained the Sacred Heart.
Previously, Yong Wang Li Lin helped me, relying on Emei's Li Xuexuan, to make Guangping King Li Chu fall out of favor. Unexpectedly, Jianning King Li Tan jumped out and caused trouble again. Li Heng was cowardly, but he gave birth to such good sons. The generation of emperors and grandchildren. Son, Li Chu and Li Tan are the most dazzling.
Gao Lishi said lightly: "If we want to establish the crown prince, we still need to look at the third generation." Then all my years of planning were in vain. Gao Weng, he is really Gao!
But Prince Qing Li Cong keeps his distance from me, otherwise why would this happen!" Li Linfu slapped his thigh and sighed.
Li Xiu said: "Father, we can't hang ourselves on a tree all the time. What about Yong Wang Li Lin? This man is a man of great talent and military prowess. He is young and powerful, and he is very ambitious. We just take the opportunity to win over him."
Li Linfu shook his head and said: "This man is scheming, mean and ungrateful, with a typical 'cunning rabbit dies and running dog cooks' appearance. Now he seems to be a polite and virtuous corporal. Once he conquers the world, he will kill all those who assist him one by one."
Back then, his mother-in-law and concubine died early. If it weren't for Li Heng, he would have died in infancy. But today, he covets his brother's position as the crown prince. He works hard in both the government and the public, making friends with learned people, pretending to be literary and elegant, and coveting the throne.
Vertical and horizontal, jumping up and down. Even so, which family of nobles and nobles is close to him?
The Holy One is not interested in government affairs now, but after all, he is wise and martial, and he is excellent at knowing and employing people. He can still turn a blind eye to the official position, but when it comes to the country and the country, he is more sensitive and cold than anyone else. Li
How could he not know Lin's tricks?
Only Yang Zhao and his so-called "wisdom and scheming" Yin Sanniang, who have never seen the world, would bet their money on Li Lin. The bloody storm of seizing the direct descendants is not something that ordinary people like them, who got rich overnight, can afford.
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Having said this, Li Linfu narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "'To establish the crown prince, we also need to look at the third generation'! That's a good point!
Xiu'er, you've been walking around a lot with Prince Qing's son Li Qiu recently. I don't believe it. He doesn't want to take back the position that belongs to him and watch the throne fall into the hands of Li Chu and Li Tan?!"