Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

"The Little White Lotus Sect is not a divine religion, it's simply a cult! There are a lot of dirty things in it, which is almost unheard of."

Scholars gather together to chat, and there are many people in the teahouse. They are talking here, and there are many people listening with pricked ears. Scholars are the vane. People think that what they advocate is good, and what they belittle, the common people will think that is not good.

"The grown-ups should kill them all! Such people are disgusting to live in the world."

"Some people don't believe it. I heard that the members of the Little White Lotus Sect thought that their leader was threatened."

"Some people, even if they see it with their own eyes or hear it with their own ears, as long as they don't want to believe it, they won't believe it no matter what."

"Poor and hateful."

"Most people in this world are like this, they just don't know it."

Lin Yuan sat behind the screen of the teahouse, with a pot of hot tea in his hand. Dr. Tea's hands trembled a little. He didn't expect that such a big man would come to their teahouse to drink tea, but he could come and serve him. When Dr. Tea poured tea With a shake of his hand, the tea spilled on the table, he choked for breath, and his body knelt down before his brain could react.

"Huh?" Lin Yuan was puzzled.

Dr. Cha couldn't even utter a complete sentence. Whenever he spoke, his teeth would chatter, and he said incoherently, "Nan, Bodhisattva Nan, forgive me... Caomin, Caomin..."

Lin Yuan just stood up, didn't seem to see the tea on the table, and said to Dr. Cha: "Go down, you don't need to serve here."

Dr. Tea uses both hands and feet, almost crawling out.

A moment later, he probably couldn't hold it anymore, and when he was far away, Dr. Cha's crotch was soaked, and his crotch was soaked.

"It smells like urine!"

"Who peed? Why come out when you can't hold your urine?"

Dr. Cha hurriedly hid, his face was flushed red now, he didn't know whether it was fear or excitement.

It is rare for Lin Yuan to come out and walk around. The people around him are not far from him. These people are equivalent to security guards, but they are different from security guards. If they are really in danger, these people would rather die than protect him.

But Lin Yuan actually felt that there was no need to be so vigilant—after all, few people had seen him before, and would not combine his face with his identity. With so many people going out, one can tell they have identities at a glance.

But about his going out.

Song Shizhao, Song Lian, and Robben Wu Changqing have the same opinion. The general idea is that he is now a noble man. If he has no accidents, all of this will be over, so if he can’t go out, it’s better to stay in the government office all the time. , under heavy protection, so that the courtiers can feel at ease.

Lin Yuan came out this time all on his own will. He felt that if he continued to be bored in the government office, he would definitely suffer from boredom. Facing a lot of official business every day, his eyes were always dry and astringent. In this era, there were no eye drops. Song Shizhao saw tears streaming down his sour eyes a few times, and thought he was crying from seeing the miserable conditions of the people in other places.

I don't know why it was passed on.

Said that he couldn't bear to see the miserable conditions of the people, and cried every day and every night, and his eyes were almost blind from crying.

Lin Yuan heard rumors that he was blind from crying several times.

Many people sincerely believed that he was blind.

It's not easy for Lin Yuan to explain this matter, so he can only pretend that he doesn't know anything - the common people seem to think that he can handle political affairs well even if he is blind. To put it another way, the common people have quite confidence in him.

He is sitting in the teahouse now, listening to the scholars outside talking. There are also smart scholars among them. They have read a lot.

"I think Nan Bodhisattva is going to rectify the chaos below."

"To put it bluntly, I am afraid that those religions will really incite the people to rebel."

"I just don't know how long it will take."

"I think this is a good thing. The people are so ignorant. If the people above turn a blind eye to it, the world will be even more chaotic."

"Isn't that what the dog court is like? The emperor spends every day in the palace with wine pools and meat forests. What kind of people's sufferings does he care about, and what kind of cults do harm to people? I see, he only cares about whether the beauties are beautiful today, and whether the wine will be good tomorrow. I said, if the emperor did that, he would look like a pig."

"It's not as good as a pig. Pigs can be killed and eaten."

I don't know when, the awe of the Emperor Yuan disappeared from this group of scholars.

But such scholars are still a minority, and most scholars dare not say anything even if they know the absurdity of the emperor above them.

Any mistakes are also the fault of the courtiers. The courtiers did not persuade the emperor. In their view, even if the courtiers smashed their heads and killed their lives, it was right to dissuade the emperor.

Lin Yuan was listening in the cubicle with a teacup in his hand. He listened with great interest. He had been there for a long time. He hadn't heard these words for a long time. The people who followed him now were all good people. , each of them has eighteen-bent intestines, and their words are impeccable-even Brother Dao, he rarely wants to chat with him as before.

The difference between monarch and minister became more and more obvious.

Although this is not a bad thing, Lin Yuan still feels lonely sometimes.

It was the first time in Lin Yuan's two lifetimes that he felt this feeling of being too cold at a high place.

In such a position, he has no friends. The status gap is too great, and he still holds the power of life and death in his hands. No one would be so reluctant to be friends with Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan sometimes thinks about it, and thinks that being an emperor is quite miserable. In order to be a wise emperor, he is so busy every day that he wakes up earlier than chickens and sleeps later than dogs. There are so many courtiers, but each has his own beauty Intestines, there are so many concubines lying on the same bed, but they don't even know whether they are sincere to him or not.

There are so many children, but the children grow up in an environment full of desire for power, and everyone wants to get the best from him.

Days like this... seem to be quite miserable.

That's why there are so many stupid kings. If you are a little stupid, you can live a happier life.

You can depose the courtiers you hate, support the ones you like, love the concubines you like, and alienate those you hate.

Now listening to these scholars chatting, Lin Yuan found it quite interesting, with a smile on his lips, looking cheerful.

The guards in plain clothes looked at Lin Yuan's expression and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts - they were afraid that these scholars' words would anger Nan Bodhisattva at that time. It's nothing to be unlucky for these people. what to do?

If it is said that Lin Yuan has the most brain-dead fans, it must be the most people around him.

Sometimes Lin Yuan finds it inconceivable that these people follow him every day, knowing that he also needs to eat three meals a day and go to the bathroom, so why do they really think that he is a god?Is this too unreal?

Readers have shifted from the topic of cults to people's livelihood.

One of them said: "You said, Nan Bodhisattva spends all his energy on the lowly people. Does he know that the country is governed by scholars? I wanted to say, what is the atmosphere in Pingjiang now? Scholars put their energy on Forming cliques to curry favor with the superiors surnamed Wu, the chaos is in disarray, but have you ever seen a real official?"

The other scholars did not speak, but Lin Yuan listened with great interest.

The man said again: "I see, then Nan Bodhisattva just let them fight. When they are tired and tired of fighting, he will come out again. At that time, those people will be obedient."

"Why did you say that in such a panic?"

"That's right, it doesn't look like an official selection, it's like raising Gu."

"However, I also feel that when Nan Bodhisattva looked at Lixian Corporal, he just talked about it, but he didn't do anything in the end."

"How do you say this? Could it be that the scholars are asked to ask for officials? Everyone is shameless!"

The person who spoke first said again: "Firstly, I was appointed as an official. It sounds nice to be called out. The two courteous officials, with a name, didn't even have to do anything. That's all, they were all forced to death."

When it comes to the two dead ones, scholars are a little at a loss for what to say.

Although there is a bit of sadness, but more of it is gloating.

They all knew that Nan Bodhisattva would definitely use scholars, but they didn't want people to see him as being threatened by the power of scholars.

So they don't have to do anything, just wait quietly.

People who want to stand out go out on their own, and when those people hit their heads and bleed, wouldn't they benefit?

Lin Yuan listened to the discussions of the scholars, and sighed leisurely from the bottom of his heart.

If this is in modern times, with so many scholars and civil servants everywhere, no one would have such an idea.

The root of it is that there are too few people who can read in this era, and every one of them is very precious, and they are used to the days when they are praised.

"Brother Yang has said so much, what good strategy do you have?" Someone asked suddenly, and the tone was not very good.

Brother Yang said: "It's impossible to follow the path of Mr. Wu. If we want to go further, we might as well ask Governor Song."

Governor Song is Song Lian.

Someone sneered: "The Governor of Song has just arrived, and he can't stand on his own. How can he manage our affairs?"

Brother Yang: "I'm short-sighted, I have nothing to do with you whether you believe me or not, everyone, take it easy and take the first step."

Lin Yuan turned his head and said to the guard beside him, "That Yang, please pay attention."

The guard quickly said, "Yes."

A guard had already followed the man surnamed Yang out, and it was estimated that he was going to follow someone else's residence.

Lin Yuan didn't understand either, he put Song Lian's big signboard there, and Song Lian had always been quite famous, and there was still a shortage of people under his command, why didn't those scholars go?Fei is by Wu Changqing's side.

Could it be...Wu Changqing has some special charisma, but he didn't realize it?