The historian can't write

Cui Jingxing did not forget that before he went to Linhe County, Mu Shufeng had promised him to enter the secret pavilion when he returned.He finished the rest of the meal, went back to the History Museum to finish his affairs, checked the time, and then arranged his clothes to pay a visit to the Shangshu Mansion, but he heard that Mu Shufeng had already returned to the mansion, so he had no choice but to go to the Mu Mansion.

This is the second time he has come to Mu Mansion. Compared with the last time, the ancient trees and plants in Mu Mansion have declined slightly.Cui Jingxing looked at the wilting vegetation in the mansion, feeling a little surprised, it's still a month before Liqiu, why is the vegetation like this?

"Meow~" The flower cat jumped down from the tree and landed firmly in Cui Jingxing's arms.

Cui Jingxing stroked the cat's fur, and carried him to the living room along the way last time.Before he reached the living room, he vaguely heard arguing, and when he walked in, he saw the Mu family father and son who were still angry.

Cui Jingxing was very puzzled, isn't Mu Shufeng very filial?How could this father and son quarrel like this?But Cui Jingxing is not a person who is good at managing other people's family affairs, he pretended not to notice, bowed his hands and said: "I have met Mr. Mu, and I have seen Mr. Mu."

The anger on Mu Shufeng's face hadn't subsided, and he couldn't help but be a bit harsh when he spoke, "What's the matter with you?"

Cui Jingxing felt that if he brought up the matter of the secret pavilion, Mu Shufeng might break the promise if he got angry.

Mu Bai said: "Shufeng, don't be rude."

Mu Shufeng turned sideways and nodded slightly, then looked at Cui Jingxing, "If you have anything to say, just talk about it."

Cui Jingxing hesitated for a moment and said: "Master Mu once promised to allow the next official to enter the secret pavilion."

Mu Shufeng said: "It turns out that this is the matter. I promised you that I would not break my promise. I will give you a document tomorrow."

"Thank you sir."

Mu Shufeng said: "Although I agree with you to enter the secret pavilion, you still have the important task of teaching the emperor in the future, so you can't just stay in the secret pavilion and neglect your duties."

"Your Majesty understands."

Mu Bai suddenly said: "Xiao Cui, stay for dinner."

The Mu family's father and son had just finished their quarrel, and they happened to be bumped into by Cui Jingxing. Cui Jingxing was naturally extremely embarrassed, and he was not bad at stuttering, so he politely declined, "There is an old man waiting for me to go back."

Mu Bai nodded slightly, and the white beard on his chin trembled, "Since that's the case, I can't force it."

Huamao let out a very soft cry, hooked Cui Jingxing's clothes and refused to leave, the atmosphere here was too scary, he wanted to leave with this vixen.

Mu Shufeng looked at it coldly.

The fur on the cat's body exploded, it jumped out with a whoosh, and then ran away.

Cui Jingxing couldn't help laughing, barely maintained a serious expression, and left.

After Cui Jingxing left, the atmosphere that had just eased became tense again.

Mu Shufeng rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and his nails dug out two small crescents between his eyebrows, "I've almost dealt with the flood in the Wei River."

"But there is another riot." Mu Bai said with a cold face.

Mu Shufeng said: "How can there be eternal peace in this world? But as long as you do your best, there will always be peace and prosperity."

Mu Bai said: "Is this the result of your best efforts?"

"I......"

"Mu Shufeng." Mu Bai's tone became more and more severe, "All these years you asked me to wait for the day when you achieve peace and prosperity, but look, you are now in a high position and cover the sky with your hands, but the world It's getting more and more chaotic. I think you are simply greedy for profit, and you have long forgotten your original promise!"

"Mubai!" Mu Shufeng jumped up against the table, took a few breaths, pursed his lower lip, and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Mu Bai closed his eyes and said: "You are not my own son, and you don't need to tell me those great principles. I don't understand and don't want to hear it. As I said, I am different from you. You have your ambitions, but I I live only for my master. If I can't see the hope of fulfilling my master's wish, then I'd rather drag this dynasty to be buried with my master!"

Mu Shufeng paused slightly, and finally left without saying anything.

Cui Jingxing walked slowly, and went to Mu Mansion again, and it was already dark when he got home.He soaked the handkerchief in water and wiped his face, "Uncle Cui, don't wait for me to eat together next time I come back late."

Cui En brought the food, "What's the point of eating by yourself? Master, you don't have to worry about me, I'm in good health. But you, if you come back late in the future, eat outside, don't be hungry."

Cui Jingxing's subordinates paused for a moment, and then he remembered that he was still the weak man he used to be, and Uncle Cui was no longer an old butler.Since Cui En no longer hides his martial arts, Cui's family has been taken care of better by him, even repairing the house is easy.

Cui En picked food for Cui Jingxing, and said, "Master, I want to do a small business to support the family."

Cui Jingxing recalled Cui En's silk and satin brocade dress when he first met him. Cui En must have a high status in the past. Now that he has spent all his wealth and spent 20 years with him, Cui Jingxing felt sad for a while, "Uncle Cui, what do you want to do?" Just do it. Tomorrow I will teach the emperor to read, as long as we grasp the opportunity, whether Mu Shufeng or the emperor is in power in the future, it will not involve us, and we don't have to hide like before."

Cui En disagreed and said: "It is the most unwise way to tie your own life in the hands of those in power. Young master, don't forget the lesson of benefactor."

How glorious was Mu Pingsheng back then?Conquering the world with the first emperor, he was the first emperor's military adviser and think tank. After the founding of the country, he held a high position as the prime minister. He served as the supervisor of the history museum.

Cui Jingxing lowered his eyes and said, "How could someone as smart as my father fail to predict his own end in the future? I used to be too small to understand, and only thought that my father accidentally offended the late emperor in order to compile the history of the previous dynasty. But now, with Mu Shu I have been in contact with the wind a lot, but I understand a little bit. Some things are done knowingly because of my position. My father was the prime minister of the dynasty. He has a wide vision and a clear vision of the future, but Because he is a prime minister, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of him, he can't stop."

Cui En couldn't understand this kind of thinking, but he thought of Mu Pingsheng, but he couldn't refute it.

Cui Jingxing said: "Uncle Cui, ever since I walked around Linhe County, I suddenly understood that I should not write "Chunqiu Duanji" for my father's last wish. The prime minister has a duty that the prime minister has to do, and as a historian, I should also fulfill it." My own duty. In the past, I only wanted to find out the history of the previous dynasty, find out why my father was implicated in the nine clans, and then write these things out, but I became obsessed with writing straight and straight. There will already be biased. 'Staying obsessed' is a taboo for those who write history."

Cui En'an listened quietly, he saw that Cui Jingxing's eyes were radiant, unlike the past when he had a goal but was depressed.

Cui Jingxing continued: "Before those who write history, the first thing to bear the brunt is to learn to 'raise the heart', 'to be prosperous and affectionate, the most literary in the world'. What I wrote was also biased. In the end, "harmful righteousness and violation of the Tao, the person still doesn't know it." In the past, I was often influenced by my father's affairs. Now I have put aside the past affairs and just want to cultivate my body and mind, and carefully study history. .”

Cui En actually didn't quite understand his young master's words, but seeing that his young master seemed to have been reborn at this moment, he was extremely happy, and he no longer continued to hold on to the problem just now, his young master was just as stubborn as his benefactor. , Persuasion can't be rushed.

Cui Jingxing looked at the food on the table and said, "Uncle Cui, let's cook some light dishes in the future."

Cui En understood this sentence, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Master, even if you want to cultivate your mind, you have to mend your body."

Cui Jingxing felt a little depressed. If he had known that Cui En knew martial arts, he should have learned to exercise his body well when he was a child.After eating half a bowl of rice, he put down the bowls and chopsticks, then went back to his room and lit a lamp to read.

The dancing lights made Cui Jingxing's face softer and softer. He was very focused on reading, which was more attractive than his casual amorous feelings in the eyes of others.

Mimosa crawled in through the window, saw Cui Jingxing in the room, couldn't help but froze for a moment, flapped the stems and leaves and flew over after a while, touched Cui Jingxing's cheek, and then landed firmly on the book.

Cui Jingxing recovered his senses and touched it, watched the leaves close together, and said with a smile: "I still want to read, let's go and play."

Mimosa didn't move, it rolled up a brush and wrote on the paper: "It hurts the eyes." Reading under the lamp really hurts the eyes, no matter how good Cui Jingxing's eyes are, he can't stand such abuse.

Cui Jingxing was a little surprised that the little fairy's handwriting was good. He smiled helplessly, picked up the mimosa, closed the book, washed his face and went to bed to rest.

Mimosa jumped onto his chest, curled up a strand of hair, and pulled it gently once and for all.

Seeing this, Cui Jingxing asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

Mimosa huddled in his arms and stopped moving, she seemed really unhappy.

"Did you lose the fight with other goblins?"

Mimosa tugged at his hair.

Cui Jingxing rubbed his scalp, "If you tease me again, I will go bald."

Hearing this, Mimosa immediately let go of his hair, hooked his belt, and pulled it for a while, until the belt was loose.

Cui Jingxing sighed and said, "Do you still remember the Mu Daren I told you about?"

Mimosa paused slightly.

"I saw that his figure is very similar to yours today." Cui Jingxing said, "Will you look for someone to refer to when you transform into a fairy?" I'm afraid that this little fairy looks like Mu Shufeng, so he looks like him Bar?If Mu Shufeng knew about this, wouldn't he be mad?

Mimosa remained motionless as if she had fallen asleep, and she wondered if she heard Cui Jingxing's question clearly.

Cui Jingxing poked it, and it seemed that he had really fallen asleep.He didn't know if the little goblin was really asleep or pretended to be asleep. Originally, he planned to ask the little goblin to change his body for him, but today the little goblin was in a bad mood, so he didn't want to disturb it anymore. .Cui Jingxing pulled up the thin quilt, yawned and fell asleep.

The next day, as soon as Cui Jingxing arrived at the history museum, someone brought him an imperial decree to let him enter the palace to face the saint.Cui Jingxing had been prepared for a long time and followed the man into the palace without delay.The rest of the history museum had known for a long time that with Cui Jingxing's current state, it was impossible to live in a corner of the history museum, so they saw Cui Jingxing entering the palace, only a little envious in their hearts, but not surprised.

The man took Cui Jingxing directly to the emperor's study.The little emperor was holding a book, flipping through it boredly, and when he saw Cui Jingxing approaching, he just glanced at him indifferently.

Cui Jingxing saluted and said: "My minister Cui Jingxing pays homage to the emperor."

The emperor ignored him, and raised his hand after a while, "Excuse me."

Cui Jingxing maintained the posture of saluting, his arms were sore, but he did not show any abnormality after retracting his arms, and said as usual: "I am ordered to come to the Pope to study."

The emperor said: "Cui Aiqing sit down." After that, he didn't say another word.

The other party is the king of a country, Cui Jingxing is not easy to urge.

The two sat stiffly for half an hour, when there was a sudden commotion outside, and after a while, Mu Shufeng came in with a straight face.

When the little emperor saw him, he became nervous, his hands and feet were not worth what to do, "Xiang, Xiangfu..."

Mu Shufeng glanced at Cui Jingxing and said: "In the future, you will start teaching the Four Books and Five Classics, and I will send the books over in a while. Your Majesty, I will come over at any time."

The little emperor wanted to say something, but after looking at Mu Shufeng, he dared not say anything.

Mu Shufeng frowned lightly, "What else does the emperor have to say?"

The little emperor whispered: "The queen mother said that what I learned should be the way of being a king."

These words were clearly trying to sow discord, the emperor should naturally learn the way of being a king, but Mu Shufeng used the Four Books and Five Classics to educate him, making it seem like Mu Shufeng wanted to raise the little emperor.

Mu Shufeng was not angry when he heard the words. He was used to the queen mother who provoked the emperor behind his back from time to time, and neither the left nor the right could interfere with Mu Shufeng, and he didn't care about these words against him.If he cared about everything, then the entire court would be against him, as long as those people behaved peacefully and did not interfere with his work, he was not interested in caring whether others were happy or not.

Mu Shufeng looked at the little emperor and said: "The benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom. They are also the four books and five classics. The minister can see the way of the minister, and the king can see the way of the monarch. In ancient times, the monarch and his ministers all read the three tombs and five classics. The classics are the same, but there are differences. It’s just personal vision. As long as your majesty recites it carefully, the collections of classics and histories are the raw materials of the emperor. Lord Cui, in the future, besides the Four Books and Five Classics, there are also various collections of classics and history that must be taught to the emperor.”

Cui Jingxing looked at the emperor. He couldn't just rely on Mu Shufeng as his backer in the future. The world in the future would belong to the emperor after all. He didn't directly agree, but paused for a moment to wait for the emperor's reply.

The little emperor said listlessly: "I know."

Cui Jingxing taught the emperor according to his words. He read a lot and knew a lot, but he still felt a little uncomfortable teaching students. In addition, the emperor didn't pay attention to the lecture, so he only gave one article in a day.

The emperor glanced at the sky outside and said happily: "It's getting late, Cui Aiqing should go back today."

"Yes." Cui Jingxing looked at the foolish emperor. If the country was handed over to such an emperor, then the country would be over. He felt that he still had to discuss with Mu Shufeng how to teach the emperor.

After leaving the palace, Cui Jingxing did not go to Mu Shufeng immediately, but changed his way to the secret pavilion.Mu Shufeng had already given him the document allowing him to enter the secret pavilion, and he directly handed the document to the official guarding the secret pavilion, and was immediately put in.

The library in the secret pavilion is three stories high. Although the books in the secret pavilion are not easy to show to others, basic maintenance can still be done, so there is no rotten smell inside.As soon as he stepped into it, an old smell of books rushed into his nostrils, and Cui Jingxing's mood improved.

He looked at the classification marks of the Classics and History Sub-collection above, crossed the rows of bookshelves, and came to the bookshelf of the Department of History.

The bookshelf of the Ministry of History has already divided the classics according to the dynasties, so he went directly to the Liang Dynasty bookshelf.The history books of other dynasties occupied at least a whole row of bookshelves, but Liang Dynasty was pitifully small, occupying only a small space, not even half of the bookshelves.

Cui Jingxing picked up the first book. This book recorded all the government orders and laws from the Liang Dynasty to the fourth emperor of the Liang Dynasty. He memorized it directly here, and wrote it on paper when he went back.

After reciting a book, it was getting dark outside, Cui Jingxing put the book back and left.

Not long after Cui Jingxing left, an official guarding the secret pavilion quietly walked in.The official did not go to other bookshelves, but went straight to the bookshelf of the Department of History of the Liang Dynasty. Looking at the traces of being turned over, he touched the spine of the book with a slightly cold expression.

After nightfall, the people of Wanjia had already rested, but King Anping still sang and danced all night, and the lights were brightly lit.When Mu Shufeng was in power domineeringly, being intoxicated with money was the only thing the royal family could do.

King Anping is the elder brother of the current emperor. Although he is the elder brother, he is 15 years older than the little emperor. Now he is in his thirties. .He was born before the first emperor conquered the world. He didn't have a good life when he was young, but he was smart and sensible, and he was very much loved by the first emperor.But even if the former emperor loved him again, he didn't mean to pass on the throne to him, which made many people very puzzled.

King Anping embraced a beautiful concubine Ji, and held up a creamy white jade cup, which contained wine tribute from the Western Regions.He pinched the concubine Ji's waist with his hands.The concubine Ji limp and fell on King Anping's body. She lightly hit King Anping on the chest, and said charmingly, "My lord."

King Anping laughed twice, raised his head and drank the fine wine in his cup.

"My lord." The butler walked to King Anping and said in a low voice, "Secret Pavilion Master Feng please see me."

King Anping put down his wine glass, and the concubine Ji in his arms stood up tactfully, "Let him come over."

"Yes."

There were still many dancers with enchanting figures in the room, but as soon as Master Feng came in, he bowed his head without looking sideways, "My lord."

King Anping said with a smile: "Master Feng is visiting late at night, what's the matter?"

Master Feng hesitated to speak.

Seeing his embarrassment, King Anping got up and said, "Come with me to the study."

"Yes."

The smell of makeup and powder in the study is still not much less, it can be seen that there will be many concubines who come to the study on weekdays, but Master Feng seems not to be aware of King Anping's style, and still maintains a rigid and serious posture.

King Anping sat casually on the chair and took a sip of tea, "There are my cronies inside and outside the study, so just say what you have to say."

"Yes." Master Feng said humanely, "My lord, it seems that someone wants to touch the history of the previous dynasty."

King Anping made a meal with his hands, his eyes dimmed, "Who is it?"

"Cui Jingxing was compiled by the History Museum."

"Historical Museum." King Anping sneered, "It's true that there are people who are wicked."

"This......"

King Anping looked at him, "Go down and receive the reward."

"Thank you, my lord."

The housekeeper didn't leave, but stood beside King Anping and waited for orders. After a while, he still didn't see King Anping speaking, so he hesitated and asked, "My lord, do you want to get rid of this person?"

King Anping was silent for a moment, looked at the flickering lantern, stretched out his hand and flicked the lantern and it was almost extinguished, "Why do you need to use the arrow that shoots the sun? Since he is on duty in the history museum, let someone choose him." It was a mistake to take off his official robe."

"But I heard that he was very close to Mugou."

"Oh?"

The housekeeper continued: "Master Cui is a popular person in the court recently. He has been supported by Mugou several times, and now he goes to Mugou's house from time to time. It seems that he has a close relationship with Mugou. With Mugou taking care of him, I'm afraid It is not easy to kick him out of the capital."

King Anping's face darkened slightly.

"My lord," the butler looked at King Anping cautiously, "Could it be that Mugou secretly ordered the history of the previous dynasty?"

King Anping stared at the candle that could be extinguished with just one finger, and the aura around him became more and more gloomy. How did the beauties choose?"

The housekeeper said: "The selection is almost the same, but they haven't been trained yet."

King Anping frowned and said, "The Nanban tribute team is about to enter the capital, so hurry up, otherwise how can we get people into the team?"

"Yes."

The author has something to say: Thank you readers for your support for the original version, there will be another chapter to be updated tonight, okay~

Remarks: "Prosperous and affectionate, the best literature in the world." From Zhang Xuecheng's "Literature and History Tongyi" (in the category of history and morality, it means that those who make history must cultivate their minds and calm their spirits.

Emotions are upright, and personal emotions do not affect the justice of history. )