"Are you the Great Immortal Qingniu?"

Li Zhai, the old master looked at the young man in sackcloth in front of him, with a look of disbelief on his face.

This person did not go through the door or window. Like a gust of wind, he suddenly appeared in front of him. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes with no decoration. His whole person looked extremely simple and clean, with his back straight and very energetic.

"Exactly." Qin He nodded.

Like the old master, Qin He was surprised for a moment when he first saw the latter.

A year ago, he heard He Xian say that the old master had extraordinary talents and learning, so he came up with the idea of ​​visiting him.

However, the old master was not at home that time, so he was delayed.

When I met him today, I not only saw this person, but also cared about whether his legs were cold because he was standing on the street without pants.

Things like fate are so strange.

We walked around in circles, thinking we were fascinated, but in fact we had already met each other, but we just didn't know each other.

"Having admired the name of the Great Immortal for a long time, the phoenix tree shines brightly." The old master cupped his hands with empty fists, and the look of shock on his face slowly receded, without any doubt.

Naturally, the old master also knew about the Great Immortal Qingniu, who suppressed the plague and suppressed the Lu chaos and retreated the Dilu. He was present in every important event in the capital, but no one knew his identity.

There are many believers, but they never act in groups.

This immortal's merits are immeasurable, but he is not interested in fame or fortune, and is extremely low-key.

Coarse linen clothes, no desire to wear them, straight back, and righteousness in the world.

This is exactly the silhouette of the Great Immortal Qingniu.

So as soon as Qin He opened his mouth to reveal his identity, he believed him.

The old master's surname was Li and his given name was Huai'an. He was a master of Cheng studies. He had gone through three dynasties in Li Dynasty and had assisted Zhang Juzheng in carrying out reforms. He had been an upright and honest official until he was promoted to the second assistant in the cabinet. Later, because he could not stand the darkness in the court, he became an official and lived in seclusion in Beicheng.

"Master, you are very polite. I came to visit you today. I was very rude, so please forgive me." Qin He smiled.

"It's okay, I'm just idle on weekdays. I just don't know if the great immortal is coming to my humble abode, but what's the matter?" The old master asked, mentioning the pot with a small piece of tea spout missing in front of him, and naturally poured a cup of tea for Qin He.

"Young man is here today. I have three questions that I don't understand, so I came here to ask Master for advice." Qin Hexu held up the tea cup and looked at the old Master's residence.

It is indeed as he said, a "humble house".

A living room, two wing rooms, a firewood shed and a well, plus a yard less than five feet long and wide, are all the residence of the old master.

There is only one path left in the yard, with hollies planted on both sides.

However, the residence is simple, but extremely tidy, and everything is arranged in an orderly manner. The small residence does not give people a restrictive feeling.

"It doesn't matter, the Immortal, but I have only a shallow knowledge and no high opinions. The Immortal still needs to make his own decisions on whether what the family says is right or wrong." The old master put down the tea cup.

"Master, you are humble." Qin He nodded and said, "The first question for future generations is, what kind of emperor is a good emperor?"

The old master opened his eyes slightly, because this problem is very big and dangerous.

Ordinary people ask, just out of curiosity.

But if Qingniu Great Immortal asks about it, it will involve all the people in the world.

The old master's face was solemn, he pondered for a moment and said: "The emperor knows that people's hearts are evil, knows the suffering of the people, and upholds goodness and righteousness, then he will be a wise king."

"Young people are stupid, please ask Master to explain in detail." Qin He asked.

The old master said without hesitation: "The emperor inherits the fate of heaven, has six ministers, and has the laws of his ancestors. Being good at judgment and discrimination is enough to become a wise king. The so-called good judgment and discrimination are nothing more than the ability to recognize people and the awareness of suffering.

, coupled with the kindness and righteousness in the heart, so that capable ministers and officials stand out from the crowd, and there is no place for treacherous ministers and villains, then the government will be clear and clear, and even if there is chaos, it will only be a scabies disease."

Qin He nodded. It would be difficult for a saint to be born in a thousand years, but Mingjun's requirements are much lower.

In short, one sentence: Don't be fooled, even if you are a wise man.

Although the Carpenter Emperor was not a wise man, one thing he deserved praise for was that he was not fooled by Dong Lin's sage-king rhetoric. Throughout his reign, he kept a firm grasp on the dynasty's food and salary lifeline.

It also made Wei Zhongliang a perfect shield.

On the other hand, Chongzheng is too young.

With a few words and a few words, he not only killed Wei Zhongliang, but also supported Donglin to continue to grow bigger.

When the whole dynasty was dominated by Donglin, he, the emperor, became a canary in a cage. He would coax you when he was happy, but he would crowd you into the palace when he was unhappy.

By the time Chongzheng realized it, it was already too late. Going out to borrow money personally was just a panicked remedy, and the result was bound to be a loss of face. M.

"Second question, what if the emperor rises from a young age?" After a pause, Qin He asked again.

"The emperor was born in a humble age, experienced the sufferings of the people, and knew the faces of all living beings, which is in line with the way of a wise king." The old master nodded and said: "Throughout the ages, sage kings were either born in the humble age, or grew up in the grass, or endured suffering. Only sage kings

It happens once in a thousand years. It requires time, luck, and even more the skills of an emperor. It cannot be explained clearly in just a few words."

Qin He nodded and said, "The third question is, what do you think of Li Chuang, master?"
Chapter completed!