[System] Former political enemies are all guilty of peach blossoms

Mei Fu poured the wine himself, which made Mu Yunmen fearful, and then took the initiative to show his favor, which surprised and delighted him at the same time.

Maybe today's delayed future is just a little revenge for being young and inexperienced, and speaking rudely to him.After the punishment, even if the unpleasant past is over, the future starts again.

That night, they had a chat over wine and talked about their ambitions in detail.Mu Yunmen let go of his heart for a moment, and got a little drunk.

They talked about how Mu Yunmen persuaded Liu Rulai to recommend him.

"So that's how it is. You used Liu Taichang's original knowledge to persuade Taichang to ask the emperor to name the year and give it to him."

Mei Fu shook the wine glass lightly, the mellow aroma filled the air, he raised the corners of his lips, it seemed that he was not very surprised, but showed a deep smile instead.

"Over the years, Mr. Taichang seems to have resentment that my Mu family has treated him badly. This recommendation system can allow common people to worship their prime ministers and become officials, and break the bad habit of some nobles and dudes who can become officials. Beauty is beauty... ..”

Mu Yunmen finished speaking halfway, drank the wine in the glass, and then said:

"However, there is a disadvantage of the recommendation system, that is, many people may be included in the roster because of bribery and connections. After all, in this system, as long as those who are too common, the county guards, and the country depend on the folks to recognize their abilities in various aspects are included in the roster, there are no clear rules and procedures , to prove that this person is indeed responsible. Yunmen thought of the flexibility of this loophole, so he asked Master Liu."

"Master Mu is as usual, eloquent and smart."

In politics, one must first understand people's hearts, master the ability to exchange interests, sacrifice a little interest for each other, and gain a little interest, and finally, seek the maximum tolerance of all parties with different positions so that policies can be implemented well.

This is exactly what Mu Yunmen did. He wanted Weiyang County's nomination list, and it happened that Liu Rulai needed the emperor's reuse, so the exchange of interests between the two parties led to a mutually satisfactory result.

Mu Yunmen got the qualification to call for the imperial examination, while Liu Rulai got the important task to make full use of his strengths.

For Mei Fu, as long as it does not violate official discipline, it is an acceptable and inevitable method, not to mention Mu Yunmen, who also found a suitable candidate for the naming of the emperor and Guan Dynasty.

After a hundred cups of drinking, it was almost late at night, and it was time for Mei Fu to leave.

"Hi, Lord Prime Minister... I will definitely revive my career, I have great ambitions, hi... You are right, I have changed, I am not the old Muyun Sect."

Mu Yunmen's mind is not sober anymore, and he will no longer drink alone under the moon tonight, but has someone to talk to, who can vent his depression and frustration in one fell swoop, and his mood is a little bit high, even if the other party is the physical body Raksha Mei Fu who intimidates the world.

Men have been lonely for too long, too long, too long.

"Master Mu is a little drunk, so it's inconvenient for Fu to bother me any more."

Seeing that Mu Yunmen was in a trance, Mei Fu said calmly.Even if a hundred cups are drunk together, he still has a clear mind and a calm expression.

Mu Yunmen nodded, his face flushed, he smiled drunkenly, and called Fuxiang loudly.

It was rare to see the other party drunk, Mei Fu's eagle eyes sank slightly, thinking in her heart: This ridiculous and stupid face can be remembered for a lifetime.

But the man lowered his eyebrows, straightened his clothes, and looked very calm. Fu Xiang was waiting outside the hall, while Mu Yunmen staggered out with Fu Shun's support.

At the gate of Mu Mansion, Mei Fu's carriage has already parked outside the gate, the spring moon hangs high, rippling in the night, the mist of Longji Mountains slowly rolls down from the mountains, covering Weiyang City, appearing and disappearing from time to time , like a beauty covering her face.

"Hi, Mrs. Mei... have a good trip."

Mu Yunmen watched Mei Fu board the carriage and smiled foolishly.Mei Fu looked back at him with golden eagle eyes, nodded and entered the carriage, followed by the coachman lightly hitting the horse's buttock with a whip, and drove the carriage away slowly.

"My lord, the prime minister... really made friends with you?"

Fushun remembered how Mei Fu came to Mu's mansion when he was young, a tall, downcast, vicious young man with thorns all over his body, as if the whole world was against him.

The old man felt that no matter how that kind of person changes, the sharpness all over his body will not disappear, but he just knows how to hide it better.

"Hi, Fushun, people change, not only me...Prime Minister Mei, but also with an optimistic heart...hip."

Mu Yunmen hiccupped and swayed back to the dormitory. He was in a good mood today. Looking at the night moon surrounded by clouds and mist, he felt more beautiful than before.

The man's consideration is not unreasonable, he really wants to take revenge on Mu Yunmen, with Mei Fu's current power, why bother to beat around the bush?

The old man nodded and said nothing more.

After about a few days, Mu Yunmen's selection palace examination will come in another [-] days. He has read all the ancient books in the mansion on the strategy of closing the country, and reconfirmed that the strategy he is going to put forward in the court is reasonable. It is well documented.

In the past, the first emperor was benevolent, and as long as he did not touch the bottom line in his treatment of the king, he would always acquiesce in everything they did in sealing the country.

The kings with different surnames have disappeared since the founding of the country, and most of their descendants have been downgraded to lords. Apart from retaining their own fiefdom, they have no administrative, currency, or military rights at all.

And the clan's title of king has changed from a down-to-earth local emperor to a depressing Pojiao king with his hands tied.

The current king only retains the right to appoint local officials, administrative power and the right to economic circulation of fixed categories of crops.

In view of the rebellion caused by the deprivation of the king's right to conscript troops before the late emperor, further exploitation in just 30 years may lead to greater rebellion. Mu Yunmen has always responded with a soft and inactive view.

Immediately displeased the young emperor Longyan who wanted to make a big difference, he swept the floor and went home.

However, Mei Fu's radical policy of cutting feudal titles was too bold and direct. At that time, the emperor did not dare to implement it immediately, because he had just ascended the throne, and a wise enough monarch should know that there are two most important things to do.

One is to win trust; the other is to consolidate strength.

It is the most reckless to stir up sensitive nerves when the superior is in charge.But at least Mei Fu's attitude is as she likes.

Now, Mu Yunmen has learned from the pain, and within a few years, he has figured out a policy that is moderate and can achieve his goals. After all, Mei Fu's views are put on hold for now, so wouldn't his own political views have a great chance to be adopted?

Thinking of it this way, he was both uneasy and eagerly looking forward to the day of the palace examination!

"The system prompts that the opportunity event is not over yet, please host as much as possible to participate and get random rewards."

At this moment, a cold reminder suddenly came out of Mu Yunmen's mind, which surprised the man.

"The chance incident is not over yet? But didn't Prime Minister Mei be properly entertained that day? I thought..."

He was very puzzled, he entertained and flattered that Buddha as much as he could, and thought that the matter was over? !

Yisha's reminder made Mu Yunmen think that they had just laughed off their grievances in the past, and sparks of resurgence were sparking up, and the restlessness was dormant in it, making trouble.

As soon as his thoughts fell, he heard movement outside the house. The man got up and pushed open the paper window, and saw Xiao Haoran being hugged by Fushun from a distance. Bend on.

"Young master, whoops... the master saw this, what do you make him think..."

Fushun didn't notice the approaching Mu Yunmen, and while wiping the child's face with a wet handkerchief, he walked towards the backyard where Mu Haoran lived.

"Fushun, what happened to Haoran?"

When Mu Yunmen approached and took a closer look at Mu Haoran's appearance, he couldn't help being surprised.

Mu Haoran is a soft-hearted child, but also very well-behaved and persevering, which is quite like himself.Although he likes to cry a little bit, he doesn't worry about trivial things, and what often makes children cry are things that he thinks are very serious in his little head.

Now Mu Haoran's small face is covered with mud and dirt, his eyes are red and swollen like rabbits, and although the clothes are simple but decent, they are hanging on his body in holes here and there, and they are extremely dirty, they should be ruthless in the fields. Roll around a few times.

"Master, this old slave just went to the school house in the city to pick up the young master, but the teacher in the school house told me that the young master got into a fight with a new kid from another family today..."

"Hao Ran, what's going on?"

When Mu Yunmen heard this, his face immediately became sullen. He withdrew his peaceful aura and replaced it with cold anger.

The child's small face was wiped clean by Fushun, his eyes were red and swollen, and he wanted to cry, but compared to crying, Mu Haoran's aura seemed to be indignant.

He puffed up his fat little face, and responded in a muffled voice:

"The elder brother who came today is so annoying. He laughed at Haoran's poor clothes, and then said that Haoran is white and short, and she is a little girl..."

The child nestled in the old man's arms, clenched his clothes tightly with his small fists, and he was still very angry when he recalled that scene.After hearing this, Mu Yunmen snorted coldly.

The gentleman in that school studied all kinds of schools of thought, and was able to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. The children who could be sent there to study were either rich or noble. It was fine to ridicule the children's childish words, after all, half of what they said was true.

"Just because of this, did Haoran fight that kid?"

Mu Yunmen is strict at the moment, he will not take the child, otherwise he will definitely stick to himself immediately and act like a baby, insisting that he is right.This is not called teaching, but pampering. He will pamper children, but he still has to severely punish him when he makes mistakes.

"A gentleman can't bear what others can't bear, tolerate what can't be tolerated by others, and can't deal with what others can do. Is this what Daddy usually teaches you?"

The man stared at his son with a swollen face, and there was reproach in his words.But Mu Haoran shook his head vigorously, and continued to explain in a childish voice:

"Daddy taught, Haoran remembers everything. Those kids can bear it, but...the elder brother said later that Haoran's father is also a girl, poor and useless... Woohoo, only a family with a declining family background. ..... woo woo...."

When Mu Haoran mentioned the point of anger, he couldn't help sobbing again because of grievance, tears rolled down his face, it was really pitiful.

On the contrary, Mu Yunmen was stunned. It turned out that his child fought with other people's children to vent his anger on him, but he blamed him wrongly.But there is nothing he can do, it is an indisputable fact that he has brought disgrace to the Mu family.

The man sighed, took the child from Fushun's arms, and shook it in his arms.

"Okay, Haoer, don't cry, it was Daddy who was impulsive just now. However, what the child said is not bad. Daddy is indeed ashamed of his family ancestors. Fighting is not the solution. What we have to do is to enrich our own strength. Use facts to prove him wrong."

The man wiped away the child's tears with his fingers.

"Let's go, go change into clean clothes with Daddy, we'll come to the door to apologize, and we have to put down the words and say he was totally wrong."

He put down Mu Haoran, held the child's little hand, and turned to ask Fushun who was beside him.

"Do you know who it is?"

The old man looked embarrassed at this moment, he hesitated to speak, his wrinkled face was almost suffering together, and he struggled for a long time before answering in a deep voice:

"My lord, it's... Mr. Mei who just came to Weiyang City not long ago..."

When Mu Yunmen heard the surname Mei, his mind suddenly went blank. The Mei family was either rich or expensive, and it was the only one in Weiyang City.

"But the child of a relative of the Mei family?"

He still held on to the last glimmer of hope.

"My lord... I heard that he is Prime Minister Mei's only son, Mr. Mei Qinghe."

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Mu Yunmen: gg Mu Haoran is dumbfounded: Daddy