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Lin Yuan is short of talents, lack of literate and flexible talents who can assess the situation, some of these people can be officials, some can be aides, but Lin Yuan hopes that their desire for power will not exceed their own ability.

Having been in the top position for too long, when Lin Yuan looked at people, he measured the value of this person, what value he could create, what trouble he would bring, and whether the value outweighed the trouble.

But what he can see are all those in the upper ranks. As for the middle and lower ranks, that is the task of the important officials, and the management of subordinates will also be counted in the political achievements.

Officials are also assessed, but the assessment is the reputation of the people. If the happiness of the people in a region is high, then it does not matter whether the official has outstanding political performance. After all, not every major event that needs to be resolved will happen, and this alone determines the political performance. Not comprehensive.

Lin Yuan has paid attention to Yang Shaowei. After all, Song Shizhao is a domineering person. He looks kind, but he is too shrewd and selfish. Even if he entrusts all his apprentices to Lin Yuan, he never tells Lin Yuan who is good at it. What, whether it is excellent or not, will not say whether it has bad deeds.

Lin Yuan didn't care about his careful thinking. Whether a person has real talents or not, true knowledge has always been learned through practice. Just by opening his mouth, even if Song Shizhao said it, Lin Yuan would not immediately believe it.

Only Yang Shaowei was the only disciple who was brought by Song Shizhao's side.

Judging from Song Shizhao's stinky virtues, Yang Shaowei must have something outstanding.

"Let him try it." Lin Yuan put his chin in his hands and said to Chen Bosong, "It's been a long time since no new officials were appointed, and the people below are also in a hurry."

While they believe in the Southern Bodhisattva, they will not abandon the pursuit of their own interests.

Chen Bosong's current thinking mode is still far from that of Lin Yuan's, but he has learned to pretend to understand, and when Lin Yuan asks him, he will answer clearly, and when he asks again after a while, he will not be able to remember anything.

This can also be counted as a talent.

Lin Yuan even felt that Chen Bosong did it on purpose.

People around him are old foxes like Song Shizhao.

Most of them are smart people.

Honest and simple people are rare.

"Let's see what he's capable of." Lin Yuan laughed.

A low-rise bungalow without even a yard. The tiles on the roof are almost broken, and there is no tile picker. Countless years of wind and sun make the house look rough and rough. Although it can block the wind, it is difficult to cover it. Rain, it is hard to imagine that officials who once held real power in Tianwan would willingly move from the exquisite mansion to such a residence.

When Yang Shaowei stood in front of the bungalow, he also sighed in his heart, that Sun Yunzhou really knew how to choose and make a decisive decision. Once such a person insists on something, it is difficult for others to persuade him.

But is he, Yang Shaowei, someone else?

Yang Shaowei smiled and knocked on the door of Sun's house.

It was an old servant who opened the door. He had gray hair and was a little disheveled. He took Yang Shaowei to see Sun Yunzhou after the report.

Although the room was small, it was fairly well-equipped. Yang Shaowei was taken to the study.

He wanted to use the least amount of time to make Sun Yunzhou submit to Nan Bodhisattva, but the means were too troublesome and the time was too long, so it was better to have a face-to-face conversation with Sun Yunzhou.

If Sun Yunzhou persists in his obsession, it will not be too late for him to resort to means.

Sun Yunzhou has never met Yang Shaowei, nor does he know who Yang Shaowei is.

But he knew that Yang Shaowei was from Nan Wang, and Yang Shaowei didn't hide this fact when he introduced himself.

"Mr. Yang." Sun Yunzhou was originally sitting in front of the desk with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it. He could write well, had a serious and earnest face, and a goatee. He looked at Yang Shaowei with a smile on his face. He showed no expression, as if he knew that he would be found, he said in a deep voice, "I will go with you when Sun finishes writing this letter."

Yang Shaowei was more gentle and polite: "Where does Master Sun want to go?"

Sun Yunzhou looked at him: "Can Sun even choose by himself?"

Yang Shaowei acted as if he didn't hear anything about the provocative words. He smiled and said, "Why don't you let me be the host and invite Mr. Sun to the tea house for tea? I heard that the newly arrived Biluochun is good. Could Mr. Sun show you favor."

Sun Yunzhou looked directly at Yang Shaowei, without giving in at all: "Then there is no need, Mr. Yang and I are not on the same road, so we don't need to go together."

"Zengsheng is not a person all the way?" Yang Shaowei, "Could it be possible that Lord Sun just wants to stick to Hanyang, serve that Xu Shouhui, and be an emperor in name only?"

Sun Yunzhou glanced at him: "Mr. Yang is trying to provoke me?"

"Mr. Yang, if it's a violent method, forget it. My grandson is worthy of heaven and earth."

The expression on Yang Shaowei's face became serious, and he bowed to Sun Yunzhou: "I underestimated Mr. Sun."

Sun Yunzhou was unmoved.

Yang Shaowei said again: "Master Sun, how can Xu Shouhui get such a loyal minister like you? He has no vision, no ability to understand people, and no skill to control people. If one day he sits in the world, Master Sun How much better do you think he is than the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty?"

It's not that Sun Yunzhou doesn't understand this truth, but understanding and doing are always two different things.

Sun Yunzhou: "If Mr. Yang is here to talk to Mr. Sun about this time, don't waste your words."

Yang Shaowei sneered and said, "Master Sun, do you think that you are loyal and a rare loyal minister?"

Sun Yunzhou asked him back: "What is Mr. Yang planning?"

When being an official, you always want to look for something. What Sun Yunzhou wants is fame. Regardless of whether he is in front of him or behind him, he wants a good reputation, so he never covets things from the common people. He has no concubine, let alone a past of whoring, he wants to make himself a perfect man.

Yang Shaowei said with a smile: "Master Sun may not be able to catch up with what I am plotting next."

Sun Yunzhou was not angry: "Mr. Yang, why didn't you tell me? Ask Sun to understand?"

Yang Shaowei changed the subject: "Master Sun is from a famous family, unlike my subordinate, who was born from a small family and was destined to be a poor scholar in the future. Even if I marry a wife and have children, I don't know it's a matter of the year of the monkey. When the world is in chaos, The next thing I think about is where I can go for a living."

"Master Sun probably never worried about this. You can raise Master Sun like this, but you just want to be famous in history. You come from a famous family, I guessed right?"

Sun Yunzhou: "So what? Mr. Yang became an official for fame and profit?"

Yang Shaowei shook his head with a smile: "Neither for fame nor profit."

Sun Yunzhou: "It's not for fame and fortune, but if you think about it, it's for the sake of heaven and earth, for the livelihood of the people?"

Yang Shaowei laughed: "Master Sun, I am not as good as Zhang Zai, how can He De be compared with him? Sir, have you ever known what it looks like outside? And have you ever wondered why Hanyang has no strength against our strong army? ? Have you ever known how heart-pounding it is when the sky changes its master?!"

"Master Sun, after sitting in a well and watching the sky for a long time, I really think the sky is only that big."

"South Bodhisattva is decisive in killing and attacking. The people under his rule live and work in peace and contentment. He knows how to use people well and employs them without doubt. Fortunately, I have a mentor. To put it bluntly, I am not afraid of you laughing. My mentor once said that he is jealous, but Nan Bodhisattva Never doubt it."

Yang Shaowei: "If Lord Sun insists on going against Nan Bodhisattva, have you thought about the consequences?"

Sun Yunzhou: "Young Master Yang, you don't need to persuade me any more. I, Mr. Sun, have made up my mind, so I will not change it in this life."

Yang Shaowei glanced at Sun Yunzhou: "Master Sun, remember this sentence."

Sun Yunzhou: "Never change."

Yang Shaowei left. After leaving Sun's mansion, he stood in front of the door, looking at the door with a blank expression. He would make Sun Yunzhou regret it, and make Sun Yunzhou never lift his head up in front of him.

Since Sun Yunzhou didn't want to go down the donkey along the slope, he waited, waited for Sun Yunzhou himself, and begged him to let Sun Yunzhou go down the steps.

Yang Shaowei smiled and turned to leave.

When Sun Yunzhou found that the hearts of the people he depended on for his livelihood were not on his side, Yang Shaowei's goal was achieved.

"He really thinks he's a virtuous minister." Yang Shaowei scolded while drinking tea, "Fame goes down in history? It's really not as good as singing, why don't you sleep all day long, and see if daydreaming can come true!"

The servant asked in a low voice: "Young master, do you have a countermeasure?"

Yang Shaowei: "If there is no countermeasure, why should I complain to you?"

Only then did the boy breathe a sigh of relief, he knew that the young master was not feeling well these days.

After coming to Hanyang for so long, it was hard to be reused, and he met a tough guy, so he didn't dare to provoke the young master again, so he quickly said: "Young master, do you want some snacks?"

Yang Shaowei took a deep breath: "Get some, and I'll settle the matter with him after I'm full."

The servant hurried down, leaving Yang Shaowei alone in the house.

After Yang Shaowei had enough to eat and drink, he called his people and discussed for a whole night. Several people slept in the same room with their clothes on. In the middle of the night, if they were thinking, they woke up and continued to discuss.

The next day, the storyteller re-entered the teahouse and took to the streets.

The common people don't have any entertainment activities on weekdays, and if they can listen to books, it's a good pastime. Those on the street don't need money, and they can give some rewards if they want to after the lecture, and they can't if they don't want to.

People like to listen to Three Kingdoms, or Farewell My Concubine, the bigger the battle, the more beauties the better.

But this time the storyteller is no longer telling these familiar stories.

They began to talk about Hanyang, the history of Hanyang, the great people that Hanyang had produced, and praised Hanyang for its climate, soil and human conditions.

Then the topic changed and began to criticize the Tianwan regime.

But their criticism is very tactful. They criticize Tianwan for deceiving the people, using the people, and then hurting the people.

The common people are very naive, their way of thinking is almost a straight line, they feel that what the storyteller said before is right, and then there will be no mistakes later, and after thinking about it carefully, it seems that after Xu Shouhui became emperor, they were no better than the Yuan Dynasty. Times are better.

So Xu Shouhui became a faint king, and his ministers naturally became sycophants.

"I want to tell him a truth, under a foolish king, there will never be any good officials." Yang Shaowei stood on the window sill, watching the people on the street gather around the storyteller, and said with a smile on his lips, "If a good official, how could he follow the foolish one?" Your Majesty? Laughter makes people laugh."

The author has something to say: Sun Yunzhou: "I'm just a bit concerned about saving face."