I see the snow

"Why do you seldom speak on weekdays?"

On the way back, Yin Zhichuan asked Xi Huai: "Obviously you have a lot of thoughts, and you can shock those old men in the court when you say it, but you never show it."

It's as if you look at a person sitting there quietly, thinking that he is ordinary, except for a face that makes people want to look twice when passing by, the rest is nothing special.

But I didn't expect that he actually had a different world in his heart: everything in the world, the trajectory of stars, the torrent of time, and thousands of economics are all gathered in one heart.

Seemingly calm and calm, in fact, the wind is raging and the waves are crashing on the shore.

"have nothing to say."

Xi Huai glanced at him lightly, and asked: "What do you say? Show off what you have learned, and enjoy the envious eyes of others?"

Yin Zhichuan paused, thought about it seriously, and then laughed and said: "This also makes sense."

"However, when I see those sour civil servants in the court, they always drop their book bags from time to time, say a few obscure words that others can't understand, and then shake their heads and sigh, lamenting that others are rude and rude. Next. It seems that only in this way can I bring out my outstanding talent."

"It is the sorrow of scholars to prove their knowledge by listing the classics and books they have read."

Xi Huai said softly: "Every book you have read, every sentence you have memorized has long been integrated into your words and deeds, and has become one with you. Every word you have said has you The shadow of the books you have read. Wouldn’t it be ridiculous if you still need to let others know that you have read these books from the list of books?”

Yin Zhichuan was startled.

"Xihuai..."

He laughed and said: "You are really an interesting person. I find you more and more interesting... If you are brought to the court and talk to those old-fashioned people, maybe they will faint on the spot."

"I don't like 'readers' in the traditional sense."

Xi Huai frowned slightly, and said softly: "My father thought about becoming a teacher and opening a library in a small town before. But there was another old man in that town who was also a teacher, and he talked a lot about it."

The old man had memorized many ancient prose, and he opened his mouth with uncommon words and sentences.

These sentences were not so uncommon in the first place, and it is not a problem for people to understand the meaning.The problem is that the old gentleman often likes to use allusions and poems indiscriminately, and deliberately writes very simple sentences so that they are difficult to understand.Use this to show off your origin knowledge.

Xihuai's father believes that the best article is to explain the most profound truths in such a way that even children can understand them, and to use the least number of words to explain the most meaning.

The great way is to reduce the complexity to the simplest, depicting three thousand worlds in one grain of dust.

But if he thinks this way, he won't be as famous as that old gentleman in Canglan Town.

From that time on, Xi Huai hated people who played tricks on Xuan Xujiang.It is clear that he could not explain the meaning clearly, used the wrong allusions, and blamed others for not being able to understand his profound thoughts.

This is the first time that Xihuai has rebelled against the righteousness and morality of this world.

"Next... will you come with me, or go home first?"

After leaving Jinghua Palace, Yinzhichuan asked Xihuai.

Xi Huai paused and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yinzhichuan frowned, and replied, "Go to Yushitai."

Saying these three words is really stressful for Yin Zhichuan, because he and Lin Kun are quite at odds.

One is the pinnacle of civil servants, the other is the pinnacle of military generals, the other is the most unaccustomed to the unrestrained behavior of the sons of aristocratic families, and the other is unrestrained in the stars and fields.

No matter how you look at it, they are not people who can get along with each other.

But now Yinzhichuan has no choice but to go to Lin Kun——

Mo Bihuan has the Ministry of Rites, Qin Tianjian, and countless civil servants in the court who want to curry favor, but Yinzhichuan only has Chu Yuan, Shen Yan, and the outstretched Guanxing Pavilion.

He had to win over Lin Kun, let him stabilize the power on Yushitai, and even win the support of some low-level, unwilling civil servants.

Because of his aloof nature, Lin Kun has a very good relationship with such humble but warm-hearted advisers.Ask them to join, come and do something for the King, and they will not refuse.

Xi Huai thought of the man he met in Qiushui Pavilion that day, with a deep green official robe, a person like gentle jade, extremely handsome and elegant.

He nodded and said to Yin Zhichuan:

"I will go with you."

It is not yet Youshi, Lin Kun is naturally still handling official business at Yushitai.

In fact, when it comes to Youshi, Mr. Lin rarely has a normal value.He was doing almost everyone's work at Yushitai. In order to drive Lin Kun out of Yushitai, Mo Bihuan's party not only did not help with work, but thanked God for not stumbling Mr. Lin secretly.

But when Yinzhichuan and others went there today, Yushitai was encountering a small dispute.

"Who did it!"

A servant stood in the middle of the small courtyard outside the hall and shouted angrily, "You...you are bold!"

In the center of the hall lay a dirty dog, with messy hair and smudges all over its body, curled up pitifully under the eyes of everyone.

I don't know what happened, I just feel terrified.

There are several pieces of oil paper pressed under the dog's body and four paws, on which are also written: the words of Ba Zhaifang.

"How dare you..."

The little servant pointed at the dog, then at the greased paper, his fingers trembling, obviously already extremely angry: "You are too bullying! You...I want to report to the Holy Majesty to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

The rest of the officials of Yushitai were also standing in the courtyard, but they all looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one spoke.As if it had nothing to do with me.

——But they all knew in their hearts that everyone had participated in this matter, and it was clearly a tacit exclusion.

"never mind."

After a long while of confrontation, a voice whispered softly, "It's just a pack of rose-stuffed bamboo shoots."

The servant suddenly turned around: "Young master!"

The man called the son was standing on the opposite side of the crowd.

He was alone, and there was a large space around him, as if he was out of place with his surroundings.

"How can this be forgotten?"

The little servant said: "Mr. Li works so hard every day, and he specially brought some snacks from Bazhai Fang... They, they actually stole it and fed it to the dogs!"

The poor stray dog ​​was suddenly named, and then shrank again, not daring to move.

Lin Kun sighed softly, this farce has already consumed him a lot of time——

Half an hour is enough to read seven or eight case files.

He stood among the crowd with a calm and indifferent expression, like a desolate white jade statue.

The dark blue official robe he was wearing was indistinguishable from everyone else, but for some reason, the clothes suddenly looked unique on him, like an elegant crane.

Outstanding, like pearls and jade.

Today's matter is simple and simple, but complicated and complicated.

The reason is that Lin Kun is busy with official duties and often doesn't have time to eat according to order.Li Sinian was worried that he had a bad stomach, so he asked people to deliver his favorite snacks from Bazhaifang every day.Unexpectedly, too many people in Yushitai disliked Lin Kun, who threw all the snacks from Li Sinian to a stray dog, but Lin Kun never received them.

What's more, this group of people even gave the dog the same name as Lin Kun's name, "Pillow Wind".

Stealing Pillow Wind's snacks and feeding them to "Pillow Wind" is a wonderful way.Even sometimes, when Lin Kun was not pleasing to the eye, he would kick and beat the dog to vent his anger, while barking "Pillow wind" and "Pillow wind" at the same time.

Who would have thought that colleagues who are always respectful like guests would do such a thing behind their backs.

"I know." After being quiet, Lin Kun said calmly, "You just want me to leave Yushitai. If it were someone else, the footprints you kicked on the dog might have landed on him, right?"

"—I, Lin Zhenfeng, come from a famous family with hairpin tassels. Even if you don't like it, you can only hold back."

His voice is also nice, like two pieces of ice jade lightly clasped together.

Lin Kun glanced across everyone's faces without surprise or anger. He even smiled slightly, and wrote lightly: "I won't leave. I was born to stay here, to be a thorn in your side, a thorn in your flesh, and call you You can't sleep peacefully every night, and Su Su dare not close your eyes!... You should live in fear, eat more food, look at me with fear and hatred, and see how I go higher and higher, the better I go."

There was silence in the other courtyard, and Lin Kun's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.The faces of those who made small movements behind the scenes changed several times, and no one dared to come out to confront him.

After a while, he waved his hand, and said indifferently and tiredly: "It's all gone. I still haven't read the file."

The crowd was sparse, and then they went back to their back room.

The servant was still angry, but Lin Kun told him again: "Bring this dog in."

"Young master...?"

The servant almost doubted his own ears.

Lin Kun stared at the lame stray dog ​​on the ground, sighed, and said:

"What did he do wrong for letting these people vent their anger for so long instead of me? Find a doctor to show it. Pillow the wind."

Hearing the sound, the dirty puppy raised his head reflexively, and looked at Lin Kun with drooping eyes.Its eyes were a little timid, as if it was afraid that it would be beaten again if it got close.

But after all, he still limped and moved towards Lin Kun with a limp.

Lin Kun squatted down with a smile, the servant was already blushing.

Lin Kun touched the top of its head very gently, and asked again: "You said, would you like to give it to Si Nian? It is also a pillow. Maybe he will like it."

"Son—"

The servant dragged his voice out, he had already lost his temper with his young master.

"Don't tell Si Nian."

After a moment of silence, Lin Kun still said: "Tell him that I have received the snacks from Bazhaifang, and I like them very much. I have a chance to enter the palace on the [-]th of next month, so I will go find him."

"Yes."

The boy replied, his voice listless.

He turned around and prepared to go out to listen to Lin Kun's order to find a doctor for the puppy, but when he turned his head, he saw Yinzhichuan leaning against the door frame with a half-smile.

"Mr. Lin is so gentle."

This Kyoto dandy who has never been in good shape crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I finally understand why your mouth is so poisonous, and Li Sinian is still fascinated by you."

Lin Kun frowned, looked towards Yinzhichuan, but paused slightly when his eyes touched Xihuai who was behind him.

He seemed to feel an indescribable sense of familiarity, a deja vu with this person.

But under the great sense of familiarity, he couldn't remember who he was, nor could he say his name.

After thinking hard for a while, Lin Kun hesitated and said, "You are..."