Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

The gap between the white horse and the horse is all of a sudden.Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the court has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The Empress Dowager was seriously ill at a young age, so Emperor Yuan took this opportunity to suppress his relatives and stabilize Marquis Ding'an, so he had half of the military power in his hands. He also used the excuse of reducing the court's expenses to merge the East and West Second Factory into Yiluan Division, which greatly restricted Huan. The real power in the hands of a father-in-law.

Only half a month after the incident, Emperor Yuan used the excuse of fulfilling his filial piety to imprison the thousand-year-old superintendent who has power all over the world in the name of serving the Queen Mother in the Palace of Compassion, cut off his contact with the outside world, and gradually handed over the real power of Yiluan In Dali Temple.

In the past three years, while weakening the power of his relatives and the East and West Second Factory, Emperor Yuan also reused Jiang Linyuan, who was cultivated by Junziyou, as the young minister of Dali Temple, in charge of criminal and prison cases, and solved many troublesome cases. After establishing the prestige of the imperial court in the hearts of the people, it gradually began to target officials who formed cliques in secret, forming a strict process from spying on intelligence to interrogating and convicting.

Jiang Linyuan, who is being used more and more day by day, has become one of the few confidantes of Emperor Yuan. Although he is busy with affairs, he can always find time to go to Suyun Temple to worship the gentleman. Nice guy."

Only Jiang Linyuan hated this official position from the bottom of his heart, and often said: "How can I be worthy of being compared with him..."

On the third anniversary of Junziyou's death, Jiang Linyuan and Xiao Beicheng who were going to pilgrimage met by chance in front of the mountain gate.In my impression, the King Jin had been shutting himself out since that person passed away, at least not seeing him for a long time, so Jiang Linyuan took the initiative to talk to him, talking about what happened to each other over the years all the way up the mountain.

He said: "It should be a happy thing for the senior officials of Dali Temple to return to their original posts and be reused by the Holy One again, but the lower officials are not happy. They always feel that this violates the original intention of Mr. For the people, it's like becoming a dog raised by the Holy One."

"You've been holding this in your heart for a long time. It's fine to tell this king, but you must not let outsiders listen to it."

"That's natural. In this world, the only person in the world who is willing to remember the past goodness of the master and treat the subordinates kindly is the prince."

Xiao Beicheng stopped and glanced at him, and said coldly: "This king has never been kind to you, on the contrary, he has always been harsh to you, why do you say that."

Jiang Linyuan smiled without saying a word, and after waiting for a while, there was no answer, Xiao Beicheng continued to walk up to make fun of himself.

Seeing him take a few steps, the former changed the subject: "Seeing that the prince has recovered, I will feel relieved. How are you doing these days?"

"The stubborn illness has not healed for three years. I'm afraid that half of my body has already been buried in the soil. This king is not like him. When he was alive, he was in front of his eyes all day long, and he would not live in peace after death. If there is any shortage, he will give it to the king." To dream, as if this king is serving his servant girl."

Jiang Linyuan didn't respond on his face, and only said: "You think about it every day, and dream at night." But he was secretly laughing in his heart, if he didn't think about it, how could that person fall into your dream?

The two went up the mountain together, and after meeting Taoist Qingchen, Xiao Beicheng went to the back mountain.Seeing that Shenci had already prepared the sacrificial objects there, he lit a fire, threw paper money into the fire one by one, and watched the fire light beating quietly, feeling endless emotion in his heart.

After burning for a long time, he finally said: "I haven't seen you for three years, do you remember hating me?"

Jiang Linyuan and Shen Ci looked at each other, both sour and speechless.

"Speaking of which, when you just left, I really hated you. I hated that you left as soon as you said, didn't keep your promise, didn't wait for me, and hated you for being so unfeeling. Even if you die, you will erase your own existence. The last trace of the past, don't go into the ground, don't erect a monument, don't leave an inscription, and you have to burn it to a handful of ashes, so that I can't find you... I realized later that you know me so well, knowing that you still exist in the world, I I will definitely not be able to restrain thinking of you and looking for you, so I simply cut off all my thoughts."

Speaking of this, Xiao Beicheng sighed, looked down at his hands holding the paper money, and said hoarsely: "In the past, I always lived too soberly, and I never expressed my love for you. When I look back suddenly, love and love I can’t even speak, the words are on my lips, there is only one sentence left, let’s go all the way..."

He seemed to see the still clear face of the person in his mind in the beating firelight, and stretched out his hand involuntarily, trying to catch the phantom of that person.

When he suddenly woke up, Steward Liu was holding his hand that almost fell into the fire, and whispered, "My lord, don't hurt yourself."

Xiao Beicheng was a little choked up, swallowed the bitter water in his throat, untied the kit from his waist, took out the jade tablet inside, rubbed his fingertips against the word "avoid death" engraved on it, feeling sad for a moment, then put the precious Throw it into the fire and burn it.

"When you first arrived in the capital, I gave you the death-preventing jade token from the imperial court, in order to save your life in the future when you committed a crime without knowing your life. You kept it for several years. I didn’t expect that you still couldn’t save your life in the end. After a long delay, it’s time to return it to the original owner.”

It wasn't until this time that Xiao Beicheng understood the profound meaning of Jun Ziyou's sentence "Don't come to look for me, and don't come to die for me".

"Sure enough, everything in the mountains and rivers is not as good as that year's apricot blossoms and light rain. The world has lost you, the world of mortals, it really is boring."

Jiang Linyuan understood that he had completely let go of life and death.

Steward Liu ordered Shen Ci, "Burn the collection of poems brought by the prince as well."

"But...wouldn't it be a pity not to transcribe a copy?"

"It was originally a eulogy poem written for Mr. It would be a pity for others to read it. It was burned like this. Mr. read it under the spring, knowing that the prince missed him and never forgot him for a moment, so he was also happy."

Shen Ci stopped talking, put the collection of poems into the brazier, and threw in a bunch of messy things.

"Sir, this is Gua'er's little gourd. He planted it himself. It's not a fancy thing, but I wanted you to see it too, so I asked me to bring it. Gua'er, do you remember, it's the troupe master and Xiao Chunying The adopted child has always been thinking about you. And this, the fan given by the leader Bai Yourong. I am afraid that it will be too hot next summer, so I want to relieve you from the heat. This is the golden lock given by Mrs. Cao, the wife of the Li family. You haven't married a wife yet, so go down and give birth to a big fat boy to put on. By the way, the two of them had their second child this year, a girl, and the couple are very loving..."

Hearing this, Steward Liu snatched the golden lock from his hand and complained, "What nonsense are you talking about! Can you still match Yin marriage!!"

"I... don't I just want my husband to feel better down there? I don't mean anything malicious..."

Shen Ci felt aggrieved, afraid that Xiao Beicheng would get angry because of this, timidly grabbed his arm, trying to make him happy.

Xiao Beicheng's expression remained unchanged, he took the golden lock from Butler Liu, looked at it carefully, and unexpectedly put it into the brazier.

"The appearance is very beautiful, and the child will live a long life if he wears it."

"My lord..."

"You burn the collection of poems right here, and Jiang Linyuan will go with me."

He wrote more than ten volumes of mourning poems in the past three years, and it didn't take long to burn them. Seeing this, Jiang Linyuan threw paper money for the gentleman, and after paying homage, he got up and went with Xiao Beicheng.

The two walked on the mountain behind Suyun Temple, Xiao Beicheng said with his hands behind his back: "Last night I suddenly dreamed of the scene when I met him for the first time, thinking that he hadn't returned to Gusu for several years, so I planned to take him back to have a look. Gusu The old house over there has just been repaired in the past few years, so it should not collapse, but the ancestral grave should be overgrown with weeds. He is gone, someone has to do this for him, after all, the people who left their family without heirs... ..."

"Then, has the prince ever thought about letting Mr. be buried in his hometown?"

"I thought about it, but I don't want to give up..."

Seeing that the man's eyes were slightly red, Jiang Linyuan swallowed the rest of his words.

"This king was named King Jin because the emperor didn't want me to stay away from the capital. It can be said that I have to spend my whole life in the capital. It's selfish. Although he is gone, this king rarely comes to see him, but I still want him to be by my side, even if I really move back to my hometown for burial, I will wait until a hundred years later."

The man smiled slightly, "The lower official thinks that maybe at that time, the prince will still be reluctant to leave him."

"You're right. Steward Liu once persuaded me, saying that sleeping in the same acupoint after a hundred years would be worthy of the true feelings of this life. But what I think is...he may not be willing to entangle with me forever. If you force him, it will go against the original intention of this king, so after this king's death, no matter whether he stays or goes, he will do as he wishes."

"That's what I said, but how does the prince know about Mr. Wang's intentions?"

Xiao Beicheng smiled without saying a word, and casually lifted a willow branch, letting its leaves dance in the wind.

"He has never changed his nature. When this king is about to die, he will definitely come to this king to show off the achievements he has made in the past few years. He will not be able to tell if he is willing at that time." ?”

Speaking of this, Jiang Linyuan understood that he had already made plans, and the love debts of these years cannot be denied by a gentleman.

So the conversation changed, and he asked, "Is your lord planning to go to Gusu now?"

"When he just left, Mo Wencheng came to Beijing to visit this king, and he talked about some old things by the way. At that time, the king was in a trance, and he let him go without asking about the cause and effect. It is rare to have a chance. Naturally, I have to ask. I understand. By the way, take him back to pull weeds from the Jun family’s ancestral grave, and this king will also apologize to his ancestors, not to mention the delay in his life, and he will not let him go after death.”

"My lord was joking. If it wasn't for the busy affairs of Dali Temple, I would really like to go to Gusu with you. To be honest, I am still a little worried. Why don't you take a few sensible subordinates from Dali Temple with you?" .”

"The guards in the palace of the prince are not raised for nothing. Besides, the prince has been away from the court for many years, and now no one takes him seriously. Don't worry too much. Or do you have any other worries?"

"I don't dare, I just feel uneasy. My husband has passed away for three years. It is hard to guarantee that no one will make some fuss at this juncture."

Hearing his words, Xiao Beicheng looked solemn.

He had suspected for a long time that Jiang Linyuan knew about Jun Ziyou's life experience, and even secretly contributed to the rectification of Lin Xi's resignation. Now that he talked about it openly, it showed that he had indeed noticed something strange.

He tentatively asked: "Are you suspicious, Ding'an Houfu?"

"The old Lord Hou has not done anything in the past three years. Even the young Lord Hou, who was determined to enter the court and wanted his son to inherit his father's business in charge of the military-government-big-power, temporarily stopped thinking about being an official and traveled all day long. Playing in the water is not a proper job. The officials are worried that this is a short period of peace before the stormy waves, and the capital... may have a heavy rain."

As he said that, Jiang Linyuan took a few steps forward, leaned into Xiao Beicheng's ear, and whispered, "You have to be careful about one person. Although there are subordinate officials who have the power to temporarily suspend him, at least half of the people in Dali Temple today are him." minions. If necessary, you can use the strength of the enemy."

Xiao Beicheng raised his eyes, his expression still indifferent, "Only the neighing of a rooster can break through the dead night that shrouds Chang'an."

Will he really be able to find his vicious dog when he goes to Gusu...