Water flowing clouds

At the beginning of September in the 15th year of Tianning, Lu Xiang fell ill.After all, I was sixty-eight, and I suffered from a bit of wind and cold, and my diet was not so careful, and my illness became more and more serious day by day.At that time, the emperor was planning to wipe out Beirong, and everything was prepared, just waiting for the emperor's order, the army would go north to Xuanping pass, fight a big battle, expand the territory, and make great achievements forever.

Lu Xiang knew that time was running out, so he wrote a letter, tactfully persuading the emperor to use less military affairs.The zhezi said, "Your Majesty unified the Han land, pacified the Western Regions, and expanded the territory. His merits will benefit the world, and it is enough.".That is to say, although the national power of the Zhou Dynasty is strong, don't go back and forth like this.He also knew the knot in the emperor's heart, that wound, which could not be touched easily, and once he touched it, or had a clue as big as a needle, he was no longer an emperor, but an ordinary man who went crazy looking for his sweetheart.This time is also the same, isn't it just that there is such a vague clue that the man may settle down in Beirong, and if he disappears, the emperor will go to war, very crazy.Anyway, there are not many days left to live, and there are always some heartfelt things to say between the monarch and his ministers. I am too sick to get out of bed, so I have to ask the emperor to ask him to go to my small cave to have a talk.

The emperor came at night, and he was busy with political affairs during the day, so he was busy filling his mind, so as not to think about the old things when he was free, and feel sad.

When Lu Xiang saw him coming, he struggled to get up to salute the emperor, but the emperor stopped him and motioned him to stay still and not move.

Sitting and lying down on both sides, they were silent for a long time.Lu Xiang couldn't afford it, so he spoke first: Your Majesty, there are some things that should be let go, you have to let it go... Regarding He Jingzhen, I know that you have something to ask, and I know that you have left me so much Years, just for this day, the day I tell you the truth. ... You don't believe what I said 14 years ago, that I didn't have any connections with anyone, and that I don't know He Jing's true whereabouts. Today, he is about to die, so please come here again. It's the same words at that time I really don't know who the group of people who robbed He Jingzhen on the way are from, whether they are the remnants of the clan, or the forces in the southwest, and I don't know whether He Jingzhen is dead or alive.If the minister wants to say that he has passed away, you must not want to listen.But there are some things that you have to admit if you don’t admit it. ...Eleven years ago, Elder Xiao sent you a letter. Since then, you have sent someone to keep an eye on Chunshui Cottage. Eleven years have passed, is there any news?still none.I know what you're thinking, you're thinking, at least there's still one last way.If Xiao Lao died, the three apprentices would definitely send him back and keep filial piety for him.If the person is still alive, he must go after receiving the letter.This is your only hope, and it is also your greatest hope... Is what I said right?

The emperor remained silent and did not answer his words, but he knew that he was listening, and, he was right, that was the emperor's plan.

"Your Majesty, I dare to ask you: 14 years have passed, are you still looking for that person because of that person? Or is it just for the guilt? Is it to get that person, or just want to know him? Is it still okay?"

"Is there a difference?" The emperor finally answered, but his tone was not good.

Lu Xiang coughed fiercely, finally stopped, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are a smart person, and I shouldn't need to explain the difference.... In regard to He Jingzhen, I only admit that I didn't do it thoroughly, and I don't admit that I did it on purpose. This is the result. I feel ashamed in my heart, but I have no ghosts. Zhang Yanran is the material to be the minister, and he was brought into trouble by the minister. If you put him in Xingtian, it is an overkill. For more than ten years, the minister How many times have I mentioned it to you, but you just don't want to... After the death of the minister, I hope that His Majesty can ignore the past and recover Zhang Yanran. We have been together for a long time, decades of wind and rain, so many lights and shadows have come through, and now , I have run out of fuel and my lamp is dry, so I won't be able to follow you for long, in the future, please take care of yourself, Your Majesty."

This is an overstatement.It is a taboo for a minister to let his master "do it for himself", but he has to say it, and if he doesn't say it, these words can only be taken to the grave.

People live for a lifetime, come and go in a hurry, and they can't escape death. If you look at it, that's the way it is.At the end of the day, if there is anything that cannot be let go, it is whether the emperor's deep heart will affect the general situation of the world, whether it will harm the public because of personal interests, whether a good game of chess will be ruined by him.So, good words and bad words have to be spread on the table, and I have been the right minister for 32 years, and I have to give my last ounce of my heart.He, Lu Weizheng, might not be able to say that he devoted himself to everything, but he did it after his death.Whether the emperor listened or not, he didn't care about it before, and he couldn't care about it now, let alone in the future.

I still feel a little pity for him, this emperor who is so high and cold, devotes himself to political affairs every day, takes painstaking efforts to support his family, country and world, but there is never a day when he is really happy.The person he cared about in his heart was unknown, his whereabouts were unknown, it was very likely that he had been dead for nine days or was poor and poor, but he refused to admit it, so what could he do?So far, we can only count on the most promising path.But let's see how old Xiao's life is, it's more than 80, and he probably won't live for a few days. If he doesn't come to pay homage to him after he dies, the emperor should give up.

On October 15, 23th year of Tianning, Lu Xiang died at the age of 68.The emperor dismissed him for two days, and held a funeral with the rituals of the three princes. The coffin was transported to the emperor's accompanying mausoleum for burial, and he enjoyed all the mourning and honor.

Three days later, Tao Yuankan made a biography for Lu Weizheng. This hard-boiled historian went against the rules and put Lu Weizheng in the main story instead of the second official record.He made a comment at the end of the main story, saying that Lu Weizheng was "loyal and upright, outspoken and outspoken, with no selfishness in mind. Although there are minor flaws, the flaws are not concealed, which is also commendable."

The merits and demerits of thousands of years before and after his death are just a few words written by history.

On the sixth day of November in the 17th year of Tianning, Xiao Yishan passed away.A generation of Confucian scholars, and an emperor's teacher, the funeral is naturally grand.The strange thing is that the members of the Xiao clan did not stop the spirit in the southwest as usual, but immediately helped the spirit return to the old house in the south of the Yangtze River, where they set up a coffin to pay their respects.

The emperor went to the southwest in person, and he was full of filial piety, and followed him all the way, from the southwest to the south of the Yangtze River.Xue Fengjiu was in the Western Regions when she received the bad news, and rushed to the south of the Yangtze River day and night in a hurry.When he arrived, he burst into tears, crying so hard that he was helped down.After waking up and crying before the spirit, the second generation ancestor had passed the age of forty years, had enough of the impermanence of the world, enough of the ups and downs of human relationships, the years when he was a young man studying became the most precious thought, sinking in the bottom of his heart In, fell into the memory.The little junior was gone more than ten years ago, and now, the master is gone too.He lived in this world, besides money, what else was left?Thinking about it made me cry even harder.He cried for him, and he didn't want to talk to the elder brother who was kneeling opposite and burning paper - if it wasn't for their family still lingering in the court, he would jump up and bite him!It's the little junior brother he forced to death!A cruel thief!The junior brother breaks the siege for him, conquers the world for him, goes through life and death for him, he is fine!Once the country is firmly established, it is still a human being who immediately uses a knife to kill someone? !

He didn't speak, and neither did the emperor. Brothers from the same school met for the first time after more than ten years, and they were strangers than strangers.You cry for your spirit, he burns his paper money, each doing his own thing, seems to be very busy, and they don't want to look at each other.

Both of them have past events to recall, neither spoke nor looked outside the door.

A person came in from outside the door.This person has a pretty good appearance, but unfortunately his eyes are broken, and he walks with a blind stick.

He came in all the way, and he should have been blind for quite a while, just seeing how skillfully he lifted his legs when he met the threshold, and how skillfully he walked around the pillars, at least he had been blind for more than ten years.It wasn't until they entered the middle of the mourning hall that the two people inside raised their heads to look at the person coming.Seeing this, neither of them moved.Those who cried stopped crying, and those who burned paper money stopped burning.They all stared at him, suspecting that this was a dream, and when they woke up, they would be gone.So I didn't move, didn't dare to speak, and didn't even dare to breathe.

"Xingjian?..." The Second Patriarch was brave enough to ask in a trembling voice. This was throwing stones to ask for directions.If it was a dream, the person in the dream would not say anything. If the dream lasted longer, the person in the dream would definitely be covered in blood, looking at him sadly, without saying a word.

But this time the man answered, he said, Senior Brother.The sound is still the same.What about the person, or is it not the person?

The second generation ancestor was crying, and wanted to go up to him and grab him!keep him!Watch him!

His legs were numb from his knees, and when he stood up he was wobbly and slow, another senior brother rushed ahead of him.

The emperor almost rushed towards him, his movements were urgent and heavy, and when he met someone, he felt scared and desolate, he was afraid that this person would be like in his dream, and the moment he touched him, he would turn into fly ash, scattered everywhere, and he could not collect it. Can't put it away.The sad thing is that he waited for him for such a long time, thinking that he would never see each other again in his lifetime, and only waited to see if he could meet again after death.Who knows there will be such a day.

That person is warm.Did not turn into fly ash.Nor did it turn into a block of solid ice.It is the real kind of warmth.

The emperor's breath was the same as the movement, urgent and heavy, it brushed the man's right neck, and a few strands of hair flew away.He just hugged him tightly and refused to let go, even if it was a dream, at least let him stay in the dream for a while.

The man patted him on the back with his backhand a few times, both to appease and comfort him.