Liang Xiao knew that whether to fight or not is not only related to his own life, death, honor and disgrace, but also to many people.☆→☆→, he is no longer the lonely soul who traveled through thousands of years alone, but the champion Hou with family, friends, and subordinates. He is a whole body that moves. Once he fails, he is not only defeated, but also dozens of people in the family, as well as friends and subordinates who entrust his life to him.

Therefore, this matter cannot be decided by patting the chest pocket or chest, and it must be carefully deployed.

The reason why he handed over the Maoling industry so happily and left Chang'an was because of this consideration. Money is something outside of his body. If he loses it, he can come back, but he will die but cannot be resurrected. He must move his family out of Chang'an, a dangerous place, to solve his worries before he can deal with the emperor with peace of mind.

He is not the emperor, and he cannot do anything that even his own children can be killed for power. His family is his weakness. As long as they are still under the control of the emperor, he cannot act rashly.

"Write a letter to your father and bring back the ships under your name. Also, ask him how well the cave in Yizhou is ready. If he is too busy, you should be a pioneer and prepare your way out first."

Liu Ling nodded and raised his eyebrows lightly.

The ceremony of worshiping Taiyi God was grandly held in Ganquan Palace.

For this ceremony, all the officials and princes and envoys from all vassal states rushed to Ganquan Palace. The courtyard of the Ligong in Ganquan Mountain was full of people, and the rank was too low, so people who were not qualified to live in the palace had to set up tents at the foot of the mountain. There were almost two types of heaven and earth on the mountain. The high-ranking officials and nobles were still crowded with slaves, rushing behind, while ordinary officials could not finish their food and clothing and were exhausted.

Dong Zhongshu is one of these ordinary officials. He is a doctor with a low salary and no attendant. He has only two disciples around him. The disciples can help him do some chores, but when the ceremony is held, he must go there in person. He is crowded with a group of young people and ready for the emperor to consult at any time. For a scholar like him who is nearly 50 years old, this is really a chore.

In the solemn sacrificial ritual team at the station, Dong Zhongshu's eyes were lonely.

What makes him lonely is not only physical pain, but also psychological loss.

The theoretical basis for the Emperor's sacrificial ceremony was the response of heaven and man that he proposed. In theory, even if he was not a host, he should be an indispensable participant. But now, he is no different from an ordinary doctor. The Emperor seemed to have forgotten him and did not even ask him a suggestion. On the contrary, the one who was valued was the one Li Xianweng who claimed to be hundreds of years old.

Immortal? Hundreds of years old? Dong Zhongshu expressed his suspicion behind his back many times, but on the surface, he did not dare to do anything disrespectful. No matter whether this Li Xianweng is true or false, the emperor and the prime minister believe him, so he cannot just criticize it. If the ceremony is ruined and the emperor is furious, who knows what will happen?

Hou Liangxiao, the champion who had just calmed down the two Yues and made great contributions, was driven out of Chang'an by the emperor because of his rude words, and even had to give Maoling's property to the newly favored beauty Wang. What's that? He doesn't have money to give gifts. If he really wants to make a mistake, he can only leave it to fate.

Dong Zhongshu was happy and worried about Liang Xiao's encounter. Liang Xiao left Chang'an, allowing him to temporarily escape the predicament of being humiliated by Liang Xiao, but Liang Xiao's encounter also showed that his expectation of using the explanation of the destiny to give advice had failed. When he needed him, the emperor would issue an edict to inquire. When he wanted to make suggestions, he couldn't even see the emperor. Liang Xiao wanted to give advice, but he didn't even have the chance to come to Ganquan Palace to see him. Dong Zhongshu had arrived at Ganquan Palace, only a hundred steps away from the emperor. But he could only watch Li Xianweng regard himself as a god.

Dong Zhongshu stood in the crowd, feeling very depressed. He listened to the instructions and acted without any autonomy.

After standing for a day, his back was sore and his legs were weak. When he returned to his residence, Dong Zhongshu fell on the bed with a pale face. He was so tired that he didn't even want to attend the food. He felt that it was a great humiliation to sit with his colleagues who were young, ignorant, or old and weak.

He should sit next to the emperor, use Taoism as the emperor's teacher, and lead the way to the saint king.

"Sir?" Lu Bushu pushed the door and saw that Dong Zhongshu was motionless. He was startled and hurried forward, stretched out two fingers, and tried it at Dong Zhongshu's nose. Seeing that Dong Zhongshu's breath was normal, Lu Bushu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, wake up."

Dong Zhongshu opened his hazy eyes. It was dark and his eyes were dim. After a while, he recognized the disciple in front of him and asked weakly: "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty summoned Mr. to come in to see you."

"Your Majesty summoned me?" Dong Zhongshu suddenly became energetic and jumped up. "Hurry changing clothes for me. Bu Shu, what's the matter?"

Lu Bushu smiled. "Sir, you just wear your official uniform, so you don't need to change it. You just have to sleep a little wrinkled, you have to smooth it out." As he said that, he turned behind Dong Zhongshu and gently stroked the wrinkles behind the clothes with his hands. Dong Zhongshu lowered his head, and then he found that he had fallen asleep without even taking off his official uniform. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed and his old face was hot.

After some work, Dong Zhongshu walked out the door with his head held high and walked into Ganquan Palace with the small yellow gate that came to pass the imperial edict. After passing the magnificent newly built pavilions, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but think of the flood in Shandong. At that time, Ji An had been blocked for several months, but the breach was still not resolved. The people who were affected fled everywhere, and some people had already arrived in Chang'an.

I don't know if this is God's will.

Dong Zhongshu came to the hall. The emperor was wearing a gorgeous casual dress and leaning against the table. His face was flushed. It seemed that he had just drunk a lot of wine. A group of beauties surrounded him, chirping. The strong smell of rouge filled the hall, making people unable to breathe.

Dong Zhongshu suddenly lowered his face, stopped, arched his hands, and his body was like a chime.

When the emperor saw this, he laughed. He waved his wide sleeves and said in a whisper: "Okay, you all go back. Master Dong is here, so you must not be rude."

"Ye!" The beauty responded with a smile, stood up and left one by one. The hall was empty, but the sweet fragrance was still there. Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but sneeze, and the solemn force was swept away.

The emperor waved his hand and signaled Dong Zhongshu to come forward. Although Dong Zhongshu was unhappy, he had to move forward and bow to salute. The emperor gave him a seat, looked at Dong Zhongshu for a long time, and then said, "Dong Gong, have you participated in today's sacrificial sacrifice?"

"I am lucky to be the last one."

The emperor coughed gently and continued, "Taiyisheng water. Shandong's floods are constantly blocked, and the people are in the water. I feel very sad. You once said that disasters caused by heaven are the emperor's mistakes in governing, so I am warning him. Now I personally worship Taiyi God and ask for the people's orders. I don't know if God is willing to forgive me. Relieve the floods in Shandong?"

Dong Zhongshu said: "Your Majesty asks for the people, and his sincere heart is valuable. However, I think it is not enough to relieve the floods in Shandong."

The emperor raised his eyelids and rolled his eyes. "Why?"

"Your Majesty, natural disasters have caused strange things to warn Your Majesty to cultivate virtue and improve politics, and not outside. Although Your Majesty sacrifices to Taiyi, he has not corrected the government's faults and the causes of disasters have not been eliminated. How can God be satisfied?"

The emperor's face became even more gloomy. Dong Zhongshu's reply went against his expectations.

"What are my faults?"

Dong Zhongshu's scalp was a little numb. No matter how pedantic he was, he knew that the emperor was in a bad mood now. However, he knew better that he had too few opportunities to meet the emperor. If he didn't seize this opportunity, he would not know when he would have the opportunity to advise him in person in person.

"Your Majesty, water is the yin. Flood disaster is a sign of excessive yin energy. Since your Majesty ascended the throne, he has been comforting the old and the orphans, asking about the virtuous and the virtues, and has countless virtues. He has admired the world. Those with a small flaw in white jade have used too frequently and their civilian power has been consumed too much. Since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, they have attacked the Minyue and attacked the Xiongnu, and now they have conquered the two Yues, and they have fought every year. The soldiers are like water, which is exactly the same as the meaning of the big river breaking."

The emperor became more and more annoyed as he heard it. He snorted and interrupted Dong Zhongshu. "But I heard that the flood had nothing to do with military use, but I had a relationship with the refugees. I wonder what Mr. Dong had to think about this?"

Dong Zhongshu was speechless. Hearing this, he already understood what the emperor meant. The emperor did not want to hear him use military service, but wanted to connect floods with refugees. But wasn’t refugees caused by floods? How could this causal relationship be reversed?

Seeing that Dong Zhongshu didn't speak, the emperor had no choice but to remind him again: "Farmers are the foundation of the country and the people are the foundation of the country. We should concentrate on farming, but now we abandon the land and flow all over the world. Isn't it a sign of floods?"

Dong Zhongshu was angry for a moment and said in a voice: "Your Majesty, people are in a good mood and move in peace. If they can live and work in peace, who would be willing to leave their hometowns and wander around? What I see is nothing more than two refugees. One is that the land was annexed by wealthy families and had no food and clothing, so they could only wander in a foreign land. The court recruited the court, went to the garrison and went back and forth thousands of miles. They did not voluntarily, but it was caused by the improper government of the court. God should warn His Majesty, not the people."

The emperor's eyes gradually became cold, he glanced at Dong Zhongshu sideways, tilted his mouth, was silent for a long time, and waved his hand. "Mr. Dong is tired, so let's go back and rest first."

Seeing this, Dong Zhongshu sighed secretly and wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't have the courage to retreat. After leaving the palace, Lu Bushu greeted him, supported Dong Zhongshu, and asked while walking, "Sir, what's the matter with your Majesty?"

Dong Zhongshu said what had just happened. When Lu Bushu heard it, he sighed regretfully. "Sir, how could you say that?"

Dong Zhongshu was stunned for a moment. "Why can't you say that?"

"Sir, think about it, what is Your Majesty most worried about now? From a big perspective, after Liu's family was not a noble, from a small perspective, His Majesty was not a legitimate or a eldest, and what he was most worried about was naturally whether the throne was reasonable or not, and whether it could be recognized by the royal family. The large-scale conquest was combined with the meaning of revenge in the Spring and Autumn Period, one was to demonstrate his righteousness of inheriting his ancestors, and the other was to demonstrate his force and intimidate the princes. Do you say that he used too frequently, wouldn't it be counterproductive?"

Dong Zhongshu stopped, twisted his body, and stared at Lu Bushu's eyes. "What should you do if you think, where should this flood be?"

Lu Bushu spoke upright, without looking at Dong Zhongshu's anger, and talked freely. "Sir, the refugees mentioned by Your Majesty are not real refugees, but people who are hiding. One refers to the guests who depend on the powerful and noble doors, and the other refers to the idle gossip. Your Majesty is going to attack them, why don't you go with the will of the... "

"Do you want me to follow the will of the emperor and explain the will of God indiscriminately?"

Only then did Lu Bushu realize that Dong Zhongshu's face was not good, so he quickly closed his mouth and smiled and said, "Sir, I..."

"As a Confucian scholar, he cannot assist the emperor with the right way, but he can understand the superior intention and flatter himself. Is it the way to be a minister?"

Lu Bushu was very embarrassed.

"You are a gentleman, not a villain." Dong Zhongshu snorted, threw away Lu Bushu, turned around and left. "Clever words make people look very benevolent. If a person is not kind, what is the etiquette and what is the joy?"

Lu Bushu's face was red and red. Dong Zhongshu's comment was too heavy, even more severe than slapping him twice.

A few days after the sacrificial ceremony, the emperor summoned the ministers and made an argument to evaluate the merits of pacifying the two Yues.

Prime Minister Tian F, Censor Han Anguo and others took out a list of meritorious officials and corresponding rewards, and the emperor followed them one by one. Wei Qing instigated the expedition to Wu, pacified Minyue, and defeated Yu Shan, and was the first to be the first to be rewarded, adding 2,300 households to a total of 6,100 households. The doctor Han said that he had killed Yu Shan in the last battle, and had the merits of the fief, and he was granted 800 households. Each of them was given a thousand gold. Han Anguo, Cao Shi, Wu Se and others all had merits, and they were given gold.

The most surprising thing about this is the reward for champion Hou Liangxiao.

Tian Fen said that Liang Xiao was originally an envoy, and it was not his job to lead troops to fight. Moreover, the commander of the Nanyue army was Zhao Yingqi, the crown prince of Nanyue. Liang Xiao had only auxiliary achievements and was not enough to reward him. Although Han Anguo, Dou Ying and others felt sorry, there was no reason to object. Unexpectedly, the emperor believed that although Liang Xiao was not in line with etiquette in command of the Nanyue soldiers as an envoy, from the perspective of the entire battle situation, he dragged the main force of Minyue, pacified Wei Qing and finally killed Yu Shan. Therefore, he added 1,200 households in the city, and a total of 5,000 households were combined to commend him.

After hearing this news, Tian Fu was very disappointed, while Han Anguo, Dou Ying and others were very excited. The emperor's move was not only a commendation for Liang Xiao, but also a favorable encounter with the soldiers. For them, it was undoubtedly a great encouragement.

After the reward, Prime Minister Tian Fu made another suggestion: to move the wealthy families of the counties and countries to Maoling with more than 3 million yuan.

As soon as this statement was made, the ministers were upset, and Dou Ying even raised objections on the spot. The flood in Shandong had not yet subsided, and moving people to guard the tombs at this time may cause disturbance to the world.

Tian Fu retorted that it was precisely because the powerful people in various places unscrupulously annexed land, that a large number of people lost the foundation of their survival, wandered everywhere, and the yin energy was too strong, which led to the crackdown of the river and repeated blocking without success. Moving the powerful to Maoling and re-allocating the land they had annexed to the government and redistributed is the fundamental solution to the problem of refugees. Do you oppose such suggestions? Should you keep an eye on those powerful people, or are you worried that your land in Maoling will be affected?

Dou Ying was furious and immediately accused Tian Fu of saying that after the powerful people moved out, the land would not be redistributed to the people by the government, but would be annexed by some people. In the floods in Shandong, the reason why Tian Fu insisted on letting go was because your fiefdom was not affected by the flood, but instead received a large number of homeless poor people as vassals? You are blocking the court's love for the people and creating a desire for selfish interests. What are your intentions?

The court's proposal immediately turned into accusations between the two, and the two sides refused to give in and finally parted in disagreement.

(To be continued.)

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