After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Yuan Rui's funeral ceremony was arranged with great efforts by the prince, and it was dignified and beautiful, and the tombstone was chosen in a geomantic location. Even the monks and Taoists in the Water and Land Dojo were invited from Ci'en Temple and Xuandu Temple. The funeral has been held for two days, during which the chanting of sutras and Buddhist rituals have not stopped.

The Jinshi who were waiting for their conferment in Chang'an City had many objections when they heard about Yuan Rui's death. Even when he heard that Emperor Wei had issued an edict to make Yuan Rui a censor, he was deeply suspicious of it. It wasn't until they saw the prince personally attending Yuan Rui's funeral that they all praised Wei Emperor's benevolence and the prince's kindness.

Today is the last day of Yuan Rui's funeral. After today, everything that happened in Wude Hall will be buried in the loess and hidden in the hearts of those who know it.

There was drizzle in the sky. Pei Jiaoran came in plain clothes and held an umbrella, accompanied by Pang Xiyin, Zhao Mingluan and Wang Shen'ai.

Yuan Rui's tomb was chosen at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. Looking from a distance, everyone is wearing clothes like snow, and someone is reciting Qu Lingjun's "Li Sao" in the wind.

"This Yuan Langjun gave his advice sincerely, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a poor man." Someone said with emotion.

"Although your life is short, you can still leave your name in history." The speaker paused, and then said: "Even if it is just a casual stroke, it is still a good reputation."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Pei Jiaoran raised his head and looked at the prince on the high platform. Although the prince was not wearing plain clothes, he was still wearing a moon-white robe. After all, the identity of the prince lies there, and personally conducting the funeral ceremony is already giving Yuan Rui dignity. The theory that Yuan Rui's fate was poor was also the answer given by the court. The imperial court valued talents, but it was a pity that Yuan Rui died of joy when he heard that the imperial court wanted him to stay in Yushitai.

After worshiping Yuan Rui with the crowd, they were about to leave. Pei Jiaoran suddenly noticed someone looking at her. She looked up and saw the prince, with a smile in her eyes.

There is a reason for the prince's ambition.

"Pei Shangshu, can you lend me a moment to speak?"

Fang Jianyue's voice was heard behind her. Pei Jiaoran looked over and agreed happily.

The two of them walked towards the river.

"Pei Shangshu, did Yuan Rui really die of illness?" Fang Jianyue suddenly asked.

Pei Jiaoran smiled when asked, "Is it important why he died? Now that the world can see the glory paid to him, it is enough."

"Then why bother the prince to take care of it himself." Fang Jianyue said softly, "Shang Shu Pei, Yuan Rui's red blood can be used as a lesson to the world."

Pei Jiaoran glanced at Fang Jianyue with a smile, then moved his eyes. In addition to acting under the emperor's orders, the prince also has his own considerations. The aristocratic family is definitely not something that can be relied on for a long time. Proper support for people from poor families or ordinary people is to accumulate political reputation for himself. He did things that should have been left to the people below him, but he did it himself. In the eyes of poor families and ordinary people, this was a sign of the superiors recruiting them.

This is something that both parties are happy to see happen.

"When a person dies, it's like a light goes out, and what he leaves in the history books is nothing more than a brush stroke. Only those who have experienced it know how heavy it is, and onlookers can only feel sorry for it." Pei Jiaoran broke off a branch of green wicker and handed it to Fang Jianyue, "Your article Very good. You and the prince are very satisfied, but before you have the strength, any provocation will be a recipe for death. Yuan Rui is different from you. He is already in the game, and everyone hopes that he will die. His death can give them There are a lot of political rewards.”

"Including you?"

"No, I don't want him to die. It's a pity that he dies now. Only when his death is valuable can it be meaningful." Pei Jiaoran bent down and picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the water. Pointing to the ripples, "Have you seen it? Your article and Yuan Rui's death are the same as this pebble. Even if it stirs up waves, it will be short-lived. So go to Jiangnan."

The word "Jiangnan" came to my ears, and Fang Jianyue's eyes showed surprise.

"Can I not go?" Fang Jianyue asked back.

Lifting his eyes and looking at Fang Jianyue, Pei Jiaoran smiled slightly, "Where do you want to go?"

"He Shuo. He Shuo has just returned. There must be a vacancy in the position. Only if I go there can I have a chance to display my talents." Looking at Pei Jiaoran, Fang Jianyue said in a deep voice: "And Jiangnan has always been rich, so I have no chance to display my talents. .”

"It's true that Heshuo has returned, but the personnel is still the same as before. This place cannot make big changes in personnel." Pei Jiaoran said with a solemn expression, "And from the overall perspective, it is meaningless for you to go now. The DPRK Central Committee Many people are staring at the position over there, and they won't let you pass."

Without waiting for Fang Jianyue to retort, she continued: "There are many Buddhist temples in Jiangnan, and the land is also in their hands. Do you understand what I mean?"

Fang Jianyue frowned when she heard this, but she reacted immediately.

Her article mentioned the abolition of Buddhist temples. Buddhist temples have a large number of believers, many temples have been built, and they also have a lot of land in their hands. The common people had no land to farm, but the monks could build temples and statues of the Buddha. These are all existences that are not beneficial to the court.

Although the imperial court thought of many ways to punish Buddhist temples, none of them achieved the desired effect. In politics, it is rare to rely on external forces such as Buddhism to provide certain assistance and leave influence in the hearts of the people. Therefore, some behaviors in Buddhism are turned a blind eye.

The intersection of faith and political interests also mixed Buddhism and the imperial court.

Now Pei Jiaoran asked her to go to Jiangnan because of this factor. Buddhism in Jiangnan developed quite prosperously because of Xiao Yan. In addition, the two of them had the same idea, so they recommended her to go to Jiangnan. Give her a chance to find a way out.

This is an excellent opportunity for her. It is an opportunity enough for her to save political capital for the future.

"Have you thought about it?" Pei Jiaoran noticed the subtle changes in Fang Jianyue's expression and smiled, "When the political affairs hall appoints you, they will give you a chance to choose."

"Then what can I do when I get to Jiangnan?"

"You can do whatever you want. First you have to stabilize them and don't let them notice your intentions."

Fang Jianyue smiled as she listened to the advice Pei Jiaoran gave her.

Looking at Pei Jiaoran, Fang Jianyue asked: "Thank you very much, Pei Shangshu, for your advice. But I heard that you seem to be resigning from the post of Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue because of Yuan Rui's matter?"

"I'm not doing it for Yuan Rui. I'm doing it for myself. It's getting late. Madam Fang, do you want to go back with me?" Pei Jiaoran asked with a smile.

"Need not."

Seeing Fang Jianyue rejecting him, Pei Jiaoran's smile deepened. He gave her a meaningful look, turned around and left.

Until Jianhe got farther and farther away from her, Pei Jiaoran stopped, closed his eyes and sighed.

Behind him, Fang Jianyue watched Pei Jiaoran leave. The figure disappeared from sight, and he looked back at the wicker in his hand. She thought she was different from others and different from Yuan Rui. He didn't have to be manipulated by anyone, but he didn't expect that he would be trapped in the chess game in the end.

The only good thing is that the chess players in this layout still have some respect for her talent. This saved her from ending up like Yuan Rui.

She returned along the original path. At this time, fewer and fewer people gathered at Yuan Rui's grave, leaving only a few scattered people.

Looking at Yuan Rui's lonely grave. Fang Jianyue couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Can she really make a comeback in this game?