Sheng Shian

This is indeed the result Shen wanted.

But not right.

When Shen Shi heard the first sentence of Yu Shuyuan's letter "The red rosy cherry falls, the plantain is green", his mind was in a mess.

It is impossible for Meng Yang to harm Yu Shuyuan. As long as he does not write a divorce letter, Yu Shuyuan will not escape death when the crime is linked to the nine clans.

Now that it's written, why push Yu Shuyuan to the forefront...

Liu Changze threw him away angrily, Shen hit the wall and sat down weakly.

Liu Changze looked at him condescendingly, and snorted coldly, "Put your thoughts away, Ge Lao Mansion can't protect you, nor can it protect Yu Shuyuan."

What is Liu Changze going to do? !

Before he had time to think, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Liu Changze, "I did everything alone, and Yu Shuyuan didn't know anything about it!"

"It's too late to plead guilty after the Dongchuang incident."

Liu Changze walked out without looking back, Shen caught up on his knees, hugged his leg, and begged, "Master Hou let her go... let her go..."

Shen Shi had little strength in his weak body, Liu Changze lifted his leg and walked away, but he couldn't stop him, what should he do... Suddenly, he figured out something.

"Master Hou!" Shen Shi shouted towards Liu Changze's back, "The ledger is fake!"

He remembered Meng Yang's "repaying kindness".

Meng Yang's favor is not an answer, but a reminder.

It's just that he was locked up for three days and isolated from the world, otherwise he should have been stopped in time.

Liu Changze's footsteps paused slightly, and his face darkened.

While thinking about it, Shen said, "Meng Yang won't harm Yu Shuyuan. He deliberately gave false accounts to wipe out all the people behind the scenes. Worse, something is going to happen to the cabinet!!!"

Bong An is in danger!

If the account books of civil and military corruption and bribery in the Manchu Dynasty are false, and no hard evidence can be found, then the book handed down by the cabinet is slander and slander.

Liu Changze locked the door, and Shen rushed straight to the door, knocking on the door desperately, "Let me out!!! Hou Ye, something is going to happen to Mr. Ge! I killed Mr. Ge, Mr. Hou, let me go back!!! Wait for the account book It’s too late to be holy!!!”

……

To the east is the Jieshi to view the sea.

Song Feng'an wrote a few large characters in the study, which were piercing through the back of the paper, and hung them on the shelf outside the courtyard. When the hot summer wind blew, the ink dried up in a short while.

"Ge Lao's handwriting is getting stronger and stronger." The old steward said, "Why don't you also write the following sentences?"

Song Feng'an waved his hand, "I'm old, I don't dare to meet Duke Cao's aspirations."

The old butler smiled and said, "Master Ge hasn't known his destiny yet, this old servant is really old..." The butler walked to the shelf, slowly took off the handwriting, rubbed it pitifully, and praised, "I remember that Mr. Ge just started learning calligraphy. When I was young, I still asked Lao Nu to write for me, but now I can no longer learn Ge Lao's characters..."

Song Qianjin Zhili happened to pass by and heard, "Butler, you are talking nonsense, how could father find someone to write for you..."

Song Fengan and the old butler smiled at each other, but didn't say much.

Seeing the appearance of being excluded, Song Zhili nuzui was a little angry.

"The journey of the sun and the moon, if you come out of it. The stars are brilliant, if you come out of it." The old housekeeper read these two lines to Song Zhili, with a look of nostalgia, "Miss, I don't know, the old man once read these two lines of poems." , and left home for several years.”

Song Zhili looked at his old-fashioned father in shock, with disbelief written all over his face.

Song Feng'an had an old face of embarrassment, but he stopped him strictly: "Don't talk nonsense in front of the junior."

Song Zhili shivered. The old housekeeper was talking nonsense. How could a decent, upright person like her father do such an outrageous thing? They can learn from Yue Fei from the "Book of Rites" and engrave their ambitions on their bodies.

The old butler knew he was impolite, bowed his head and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Ge."

"Excuse me, can I still put on airs with you?" Song Feng'an smiled. The old butler took care of him all his life, and he was no different from his father.

Seeing that they were fine, Song Zhili ignored them and walked towards the bamboo forest. The bamboo in summer is the greenest and most vigorous.

A few orioles flew over the branches and headed away into the clear sky.

Song Feng'an stepped forward to read the words, and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't tell what familiarity was. He touched it unconsciously, and said with emotion, "The late emperor erased my mistakes for me, and Ziqing entrusted me to take care of my disciples. I enjoy it." A lifetime of false fame can't save Daqi, who was weak in the past, and can't stop the misfortune of his relatives, it seems that apart from persuasion, he hasn't done anything beneficial to the people and the country in this life."

"In his early years, Mr. Ge went to distant places to control floods and epidemics, save people from floods and fires, and also personally cultivated. Because of the timing of the sky and the benefits of dividing the land, he taught the people to plant, and even a hundred grains prospered, and the people's livelihood was prosperous. After returning to Beijing, he opened a private school and proposed to enter the imperial examination for poor families. , Allowing you to submit an ultimatum to advance yourself, and become the teacher of the world's scholars."

The old steward sighed, "If the elders are considered useless to the family and the country, I am afraid that there will be no wise men and good ministers in this world."

Song Feng'an didn't answer the call, and his worries were hard to dispel. Others praised him, but he always felt that his name was not worthy of his name and he felt ashamed.

He rolled up Mr. Cao's old sentences, and his heart became more and more heavy, until the last word "sea" was still a little wet. He suddenly opened all the words, and then hurried to the study room to open the new book "Zhi Shi Zhi Shu".

He has been writing this book for four years. The paper in the early years was a little yellow, and the handwriting was dry like dead leaves. The last chapter of the latest book is like bamboo in June, clean and fresh.

Song Fengan rode his horse to the cabinet. He picked up the hidden lock and opened the warehouse. He took out the account book that Yu Shuyuan gave him. He turned it over from the beginning to the end. Although it was deliberately old, the paper and ink were new. With fresh tenacity.

Counted.

If he took out the account book at this time, it would be to cover up treacherous ministers on purpose.If you don't take it, you will slander the officials.

Or he can find a scapegoat to steal. Although he will bear a bad reputation, after a long time, he will not be involved.

But he won't.

He takes pity on the scholars all over the world.

There was a knock on the door outside the hall, Song Fengan put the ledger in his sleeve, locked the warehouse, and walked out.

Song Fengan didn't expect that he would see Liu Mi.

"Students have seen Mr."

Liu Mi looked anxious, and Song Fengan remembered seeing the name on the account book before, which dazzled his eyes. The account book was fake, so he didn't know whether the Liu family had participated in these shady things.

But now Yumi is here.

He looked at the student he admired in the past and sighed, "Now you are the teacher of the prince, the head of the Imperial Academy, what are you looking for me for?"

He has family background, fame, talent, and fame, so why do such black-hearted things.

The ledger incident shocked many people.

Originally, the man thought that Meng Yang had no way out, and he couldn't get out of the sky. He didn't expect to be betrayed by Yu Shuyuan, who had helped him before, and sent a letter to Mr. Song Ge.

Now all civil and military people in the Manchu Dynasty panicked when they did something wrong.

The Liu family was the first to bear the brunt, and even Liu Mi took the credit of Wen Sheren and won the post of the prince's teacher, so there was no time to celebrate, and she fell into anxiety.

Of course, Liu Mi also knew Ge Lao's temper, and would not sell his face.

He just wanted to dismiss Mr. Ge, and then sent someone to steal into the warehouse.

Liu Mi knelt down, and said in a tearful voice, "Students owe their teachers."

"You didn't blame me." Song Fengan said: "You are responsible for yourself."

Liu Mi kowtowed and said: "Sir, the student made a mistake, and the student dare not ask the master for forgiveness, but the account book will be handed over in the next day, and the student is afraid that he will never have to confess his mistake to the husband for a day."

"If you are afraid, you won't come today."

The disappointment in the words still made Liu Mi's heart tremble.

"In the Liufu Academy, you were always the smartest one. I asked you about your ambitions, and you said you could help the world. Have you achieved it now? Have you ever suffered from abandoning the morality in your heart?"

If the account book was true, Song Fengan would not talk too much with Liu Mi, but at this time the future is uncertain, Liu Mi still has a long life, he has to guide Er San, even though Liu Mi may not listen.

And Liu Mi closed her eyes, drove the childish and arrogant child out of her mind, and said, "It didn't happen as expected, there is nothing I can do about it."

Song Fengan sneered, "Have you ever been poor? Have you ever farmed? Have you ever fought on the battlefield? Have you ever been in prison? Have you ever been tortured?"

"Why are you helpless? Why don't you have the helplessness of eating minced meat?!"

Liu Mi was stunned.

He has never suffered, so he should guard everything he has now. He doesn't want to disobey his father and take the rise and fall of the family as his own responsibility, but he can also count them out. He can do without these honors...

He never thought about it.

The reason why Liu Changze acted recklessly was that he never cared about the honor given by the Liu family.

He has always been envious, but he doesn't understand why.

He could clearly persuade his father not to go his own way. If the Liu family's generations had lost their family and country heart, there would be no generations left. They would have decayed as early as the beginning.

In the final analysis, he just couldn't bear these false names.

Song Fengan stepped forward with downcast eyes and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Liu Mi straightened her back, pursed her lips, and held out a hand.

There was no ruler around, so Song Fengan took the ruler on the desk and slapped it heavily, and Liu Mi's hand instantly became red and swollen.

He is Shangshu's precious son and the most talented person in the school. Except for suffering from Liu Changze, no one has ever beaten him in his life.

Tears welled up in the corners of Liu Mi's painful eyes, and her entire palm curled up.

Song Feng'an said, "Open it."

Liu Mi opened it tremblingly, slap, it was another heavy blow, he gasped, couldn't help holding the hand that was beaten, and whispered, "It hurts..."

And Song Feng'an just continued indifferently, "Stretch out."

Liu Mi closed her eyes and shed a tear, her five fingers gradually stretched apart, while her little finger was still slightly curled up, out of control.

Crack, hit again.

Liu Mi's lips turned pale, and her hands lost feeling.

He broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but the respect for the teacher in his bones made him only listen to him, just like he obeyed his father.

With tears streaming down his face, he said in a trembling voice, "Sir, I'm sorry..."

Song Fengan said: "I have never hit you, so you don't know how painful it is to make a mistake."

"I give you poetry and books and teach you strategies, just like giving you a sword. Whether you use it to fight for justice or to harm the world is your choice."

He put the ruler back on the case and made a deafening sound, "But I failed to guide you well, it's my fault."

What Liu Mi firmly believed in seemed to have collapsed. He was never a righteous man who dedicated himself to protecting his family, but a courtier who helped the evildoers.

The disappointment of the husband made him breathless. He looked up at Song Fengan and sobbed, "It's not the fault of the husband..."

"I can't afford to be your husband." Song Fengan took out a roll of ledger from his cuff, "You came here today to find it."

Liu Mi sat down on the ground, with his hands over his head, he calmed down for a while, "Sir...Elder Ge knows..."

Song Feng'an finally touched his head, this was once his proud student, "You take care of yourself, don't come here again in the future."

Liu Mi panicked and grabbed the hem of his clothes. He was like a traveler lost in the desert, grabbing the only camel that could bring him out and saying, "Sir, don't... sir, don't..."

Song Ge scolded: "Go out."

Only now did Liu Mi realize that the camel that could take him out of the desert was lost when he took the wrong first step.

In the endless desert, there are only mirages.