Be a national teacher in Liaozhai Fanwen

The setting sun is half-rolled, and the evening wind is lingering.

Ruan Tao and Duan Muci had a drink in the small courtyard, during which Duan Muci told Ruan Tao all the life of Wang Xiang and those earth-shattering deeds.

"When I was studying in Taiyuan College, I had a good relationship with Wang Xiang. At that time, he worshiped my husband as his teacher."

"I still remember that once his point of view conflicted with my husband, he said something that my husband still admires so much."

"What are you talking about?" Ruan Tao asked while drinking the edamame in his hand.

"'I love my teacher, I love the truth more'!"

Ruan Tao: "...Isn't this bullying Socrates?"

Duanmuci was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly: "He also mentioned this name at the time."

Then he poured a cup of wine for Ruan Tao and said, "I have always felt that Wang Xiang is not a person of this world. His behavior and thoughts are like a visitor from outside the world. But after I got to know you, I discovered that there is something outside the world in this world. The visitor may not be the only Wang Xiang."

Ruan Tao took the cup of wine and waved his hands: "I don't have the ability to research clocks, glass, and electricity. I just know them."

"That's why I told you not to ask these questions after you go out. Even if you have this ability, remember to restrain yourself."

Duan Muci solemnly advised his friends: "As the saying goes, if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Wang Xiang's journey along the way sounds beautiful, but the situation in the court is treacherous, and he almost lost his life several times. "

"Besides, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. At this time, there is already one king in the world, and there is absolutely no room for a second one."

"I understand, Zigong." Ruan Tao held up the wine cup and toasted his friend.

After listening for so long, he finally understood who this Wang Xiang was.

First of all, the other party must have traveled through time like himself.

Secondly, the other party's experience along the way, has been involved in many dangers but is auspicious, and he will be safe in the end.Until now, he was appointed prime minister at the young age of 20, which is definitely the treatment of the protagonist!

He always remembered that this ridiculous world was actually a book.

Obviously, this Wang Xiang who is hanging out all the way is the hero of this book.

I am just an unlucky ghost who broke in by accident, how can I compete with other male leads for the limelight?

Even if you snatch it for a while, it will become the material for the opponent to slap in the face, and you don't know how you will die in the end!

An insignificant person like him should hold his job well and live an honest life.

It is the protagonist's business to create an eternal dynasty, and it has nothing to do with him.

Ruan Tao and Duan Muci drank a few cups, and the topic of the two no longer fell on Wang Xiang, but chatted about the world.

After the two had almost eaten, Duanmuci asked someone to remove the food, replaced it with a table of snacks and side dishes, and asked someone to warm a pot of wine again.

During the period, the wine utensils and tableware were specially changed, saying that what kind of wine should be used, what kind of utensils should be used.

Ruan Tao didn't care much about this, thinking that people in this era are just fussy.

At this time, it was the willow shoots on the moon, and the small courtyard given by Duanmu was shrouded in a layer of moonlight. The two of them chatted under the moonlight, which was quite poetic.

Ruan Tao asked casually, "You said you once studied in Tai Academy, why didn't you see you become an official?"

Duanmuci's eyes drifted a little, and he said with a little guilty conscience: "How much money can you make by being an official!"

Ruan Tao's hand holding the wine cup stopped in mid-air, and looked at the other party teasingly.

"Oh, that's good!" Duanmu Ci waved his sleeves and said, "It's because when I was studying in Taixue, I was young and had a bad temper. Although the current emperor treats my husband with courtesy, he doesn't reuse it. The husband can only Continue to teach in Taixue."

"On that day, Mr. Ma proposed a political opinion to His Majesty, which was rejected by His Majesty. My brothers and I were so angry that we wrote an article and scolded His Majesty for three days! Among them, I scolded Your Majesty the most, so I was used by His Majesty to kill chickens and monkeys, as a 'chicken'. Killed, decreed to depose my qualifications to become an official."

"I'm going?" Ruan Tao's eyes widened, "You didn't get tricked?"

"Your Majesty is not so stingy." Duanmuci said indifferently.

He didn't know that the emperor who wrote an article and scolded him for three days left the term "burning books and burying Confucianism" to later generations. Although later research on this matter is not very reliable, most of it came from later generations to smear.

But Duanmuci's move is indeed too crazy!

Not to mention the emperor, Ruan Taolian was very polite when he saw that the guests who gave a lot.

Ruan Tao drank the wine in the glass and gave Duan Muci a thumbs up to express his admiration.

It seems that the first emperor's temper is much better than he imagined!

Ruan Tao suddenly thought of Zhao Su, he asked Duan Muci: "Since you have stayed in Beijing, do you still know about those princes and grandchildren?"

"Your Majesty has more than 30 sons and daughters! When you walk on Huajin Street, you can hit a son or grandson with a flick of your sleeve." Duan Muci said.

"Don't tell me, I met one when I was in prison today." Ruan Tao laughed.

Then he told Duanmu all about his experiences this afternoon.

Duanmu Ci smiled and said: "This young master will definitely not sleep well when he goes back today, he must have nightmares."

"Aren't you afraid after hearing that?" Ruan Taoxin, a good friend who looked at him with his expression unchanged, asked curiously.

"Why am I afraid? That thing doesn't eat me." Duanmuci replied with a smile, "My husband once said that respecting ghosts and gods should be kept far away. She is in Ruilufang and I am in Huai'anfang. They are far apart. !"

After all, the two laughed in unison.

Immediately afterwards, Duanmuci asked Ruan Tao again: "What's the name of this young master? Maybe I've met him in Beijing."

"It should be called Ying Su."

Duanmu Ci: "..."

"What's wrong?" Seeing his friend's face suddenly changed, Ruan Taosheng asked.

"The current eldest son's name is Fusu. I have never heard that son's name collides with elder brother." Duanmu Ci frowned slightly.

"How can we say they collided? His name is Fusu, but he only has the word Su. How did they collide?" Ruan Tao defended Zhao Su.

"I've never heard of any son whose name is only Su?" Duanmuci thought.

"I guess you haven't heard of it! Didn't you just say that your Majesty has more than 30 children?" Ruan Tao said.

Duanmuci thought for a moment, and finally persuaded: "It's better for you to avoid dealing with people from the imperial court."

"The court water is too deep, it's not suitable for you and me, especially at this time."

Duanmuci silently ate all the melon seeds that Ruan Tao put aside, with a serious look on his face.

"Great Qin ruled the six kingdoms for more than [-] years. Although His Majesty loves and values ​​the eldest son Fusu, he has never named him the crown prince. Now he is relegated to the upper county. After all, the eldest son is far away from the court, and Shenjing is far away, beyond reach, who knows what changes will happen? The forces of all parties are staring at it covetously!"

"It's about their officials and sons. It has nothing to do with us." Ruan Tao raised the wine cup, touched Duan Muci lightly, and said with a smile, "You only care about making money, I only care about my yin and yang, really It's a fake thing. Shangjing is far away from Shangjun! We are not people who go for official careers, even if the world is turned upside down, it has nothing to do with us!"

Duanmuci smiled, feeling relieved for his friend.

It couldn't be better if he didn't have the intention of becoming an official. The pool of water in the temple is now getting more and more muddy, and sooner or later the sky will be turned upside down!

Going in at this time to intervene is undoubtedly looking for a dead end.

***

On Hezhou Street, Jinghuaifang, Shangjun, a large house occupies an entire street.

There are two big stone lions standing at the door, the black door, and a gold-painted plaque on the top of the door, the inscription--Zhao Mansion.

Nowadays, there is a Zhao Mansion on every street in Jinghuaifang, and they all moved to Shangjun with Young Master Fusu.

In the house, the rosin is grounded, the water vapor is dizzy, and a screen of flowers and birds stands.

The faint sound of water came from behind Jinping, and it was obvious that the people in the room were taking a bath.

"Zhu Xiaoliang" stood in front of Jinping with his sleeves hanging down, and said, "My lord, I found it."

"Tell me, I'm quite curious." The voice of the person behind the screen was lazy.

"Zhu Xiaoliang" read the file in his hand: "Ruan Tao, whose name is Jizhen, is from Shu. He fled here three months ago because of an accident at home and because of the flood in the Minjiang River."

"His family has a few acres of Susukida in the middle of Shu, but after an accident, he was the only one left in the family. He learned his current skills from a charlatan on the way to Shangjun."

After finishing speaking, "Zhu Xiaoliang" lowered his eyes and said nothing more.

The people behind the screen also remained silent for a long time, and the sound of the water stopped after a while, and the sound of people inside getting dressed was heard.

Three rows of candles and several lamps were lit inside the house, and the whole house was brightly illuminated.

After a while, I saw Zhao Su leaning on the screen, with loose hair and loose robes. He was lazy and elegant, like a lingering cat.

He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: "Do you believe it?"

The author says:

Duanmuci (520 BC - 456 BC), his surname was Duanmu, and his style name was Zigong.The originator of Confucian merchants was born in Wei Guoli (now Jun County, Hebi City, Henan Province) in the late Spring and Autumn Period.The favorite student of Confucius, an outstanding representative of Confucian scholars, one of the ten philosophers of Confucianism, good at eloquence, capable of helping others, and well-versed in handling affairs, served as the prime minister of Lu and Wei.He is also good at doing business and is the richest man among Confucius' disciples.