"Started as a playboy, met three dynasties, became rich and happy, and traveled in the forest" - this sentence is a final conclusion, generally speaking it should be extremely important, so Gao Pragmatic chewed it carefully several times, and suddenly felt confused.
Isn't this great? I have served three dynasties and survived for fifty years. I have enjoyed a lifetime of wealth and happiness. Even in my old age, I can still roam in the forest. It is a perfect life. If I were not a time traveler, I would be a pragmatic person.
I unconsciously have a sense of "historical responsibility". I really yearn for this kind of life!
Hey, wait a minute...he started out as a dandy? A dandy?
Could it be that uncle means...
"Uncle, are you saying that even if you are like Liu Wei, who later became famous as a scholar, but because he did not take the imperial examination and became an official, he is still considered to be a lucky person rather than a noble person?" Gao pragmatic asked.
Zhang Siwei showed a smile, but still put on some airs, and just nodded slightly: "This is one of them."
Oh, so there are two or even three?
Gao pragmatic thought for a while and tentatively said: "This man has lived a leisurely life, amusing himself with poetry and prose, and has a great literary reputation, but it has not contributed to the overall situation of the government at all... My uncle is reminding my nephew that he should do something in this life.
Instead of living your whole life in vain and living up to your reputation?"
Only then did Zhang Siwei feel relieved, twitching his beard and nodding: "If you can think of these two points, it will be enough for me as an uncle to masturbate. As for the third point... you can think about it slowly after you go back. There is no need to answer now."
Gao Pragmatic couldn't help but be a little dazed, there was actually a third point?
Zhang Siwei waved his hand and said: "You have become the crown prince's companion this time, and you are so proud of your horse's hoofs. Even if the disciples of Mr.
...However, this uncle has to pour some cold water on you first."
Gao pragmatic still showed his good-natured appearance and said respectfully: "My nephew, please give me some advice."
Zhang Siwei was indeed very satisfied with Gao Pragmatic's demeanor of always remaining modest and prudent. He nodded and said, "You have been enlightened for several years, and you have even written such famous enlightenment works as "Long Wen Whip Shadow". I think you should be
Do you know the couplet in front of Lu Wenmu’s gate in the Northern Song Dynasty?”
The so-called Lu Wenmu is Lu Mengzheng, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Wenmu is his posthumous title. This prince was abandoned by his father when he was young, and suffered from the poverty and coldness of the world. He once lived in a cold kiln with his mother and made a living by begging. Later, he worked hard to study and
In the end, he reached the highest official position. From being despised to being looked down upon by others, he deeply felt the impermanence of nature and the warmth and coldness of human relationships, which led him to write the famous poem "Ode to the Broken Kiln".
When Lu Mengzheng assumed an important position, many relatives and friends came over with smiles on their faces to give generous gifts and wear high hats. Feeling the harshness of the world, Lu Mengzheng wrote a couplet on the door: "I think back then, my family was extremely poor.
Without firewood or rice, who would be willing to provide help in times of need; look at now, Aotou is the only one who has wine and meat, all of which are icing on the cake."
Gao pragmatically answered the couplet to Zhang Siwei. After listening to it, Zhang Siwei sighed: "In the year before the year before last, Mr.
Following the imperial edict, he resumed his duties as a great scholar and took charge of government affairs. In the two hundred years of our reign, no one has gained such trust and respect from the emperor. Therefore, many of his disciples have occasionally acted recklessly recently, attacking their opponents and competing with each other.
Bit."
He frowned and said pragmatically to Gao: "I have a special status. Although I am always respected by Mr. Xuan, I can't directly advise you on this matter. Now that you have become famous, Mr. Xuan is very happy with you. You should do something.
That’s it.”
Gao Qingshi's heart tightened, remembering that in history, Gao Gong's disciples did a lot of practical things for Gao Gong when Gao Gong was in power, but there was indeed a situation like what Zhang Siwei said - to put it simply, "
The attack area is too broad!" He couldn't help but nodded and said sincerely: "Thank you uncle for the advice. My nephew knows the importance of it. When he has the opportunity, he will definitely give advice to the third uncle."
Zhang Siwei said "hmm" and did not make any further comments. Instead, he changed the topic and said: "The other thing is that you yourself have to be on guard against some people and some things."
Gao Pragmatic suddenly focused his eyes and asked calmly: "Did uncle get any news?"
Zhang Siwei raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger and tapped on a pile of manuscripts on the table, and said, "This is the full text of "Long Wen Whip Shadow" that you wrote last night."
Gao Pragmatic was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Is this the original manuscript?"
Zhang Siwei waved his hand and said: "How could it be the original manuscript? Isn't the original manuscript allowed to be submitted to His Majesty for review? Here is a copy." When he said this, he paused and added emphatically: "And this copy was at the Yinshi moment.
It has been spread outside the palace, not just me, but many important officials in the imperial court should have a copy now... Do you know what problems this illustrates?"
Gao Pragmatic's face became serious, he thought for a moment and said: "It stands to reason that when the palace gate is closed at night, no one should be able to enter or leave..."
"So?" Zhang Siwei asked calmly.
"After excluding the possibility that His Majesty sent people to spread the news, there are only two institutions that can still spread the news: Dongchang, or Jinyiwei." Gao Pragmatic paused for a moment, and then said: "But the Commander-in-Chief of Jinyiwei is
It is Zhu Xixiao, and he has no need to interfere in this matter at all, so this copy of "Longwen Whip Shadow" can only be passed on from Dongchang."
Zhang Siwei smiled slightly and continued to ask: "Is there any more?"
"Yes." Two gleams flashed in Gao Pingshi's seemingly innocent and childish eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "It stands to reason that after writing "Long Wen Whip Shadow", it should be sent to His Majesty for review as soon as possible. Although the weather was dark at that time
It is late, and His Majesty may have already gone to bed, so he will have to wait until the next morning to be free. However, during the half of the night from midnight to early morning, only the Chief of Ceremonies can place the original copy of this document, and no other prison can
Quan intervened... In other words, this copy can only come from the Supervisor of Ceremonies."
Zhang Siwei's eyes showed surprise, but more of appreciation and relief, and he asked pleasantly: "Why did the Chief of Ceremonies do this?"
"Uncle, you are asking this question deliberately to mislead your nephew." Gao Pragmatic deliberately pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "You don't mean to say that Meng Zhangyin has ulterior motives for my third uncle, do you? My nephew thinks that he
It’s not even that.”
Gao Pragmatic stretched out a finger and said with certainty: "Of course there are people with real ulterior motives, but they are not Meng Zhangyin, because even if Meng Zhangyin can produce this copy, he may not be able to do it overnight before dawn.
He sent it out of the palace at that time. There was only one person who could not only copy the original text of "Long Wen Whip Shadow" but also send these manuscripts out of the palace at night: Feng Bao, the eunuch Bingbi, the eunuch and the governor of the East Factory!
"
Zhang Siwei clapped his hands and praised: "Okay, okay, pragmatism is indeed the key to my family!"