Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

"Old Nine, after these days, how is your eyes recovering?" In King Han's Palace, King Han was walking slowly in the imperial garden with his fat belly, supported by the maid.

Before getting down to business, always ask questions.

Han Fei accompanied him and said, "It's much better when I go back to my father. Sometimes there are double images, but I can see them clearly after a long time. It doesn't matter."

King Han hummed, raised his eyelids lazily, and said, "Let Dr. Jiang Yu prescribe two more doses of medicine, and the root cause of the disease will be cured, so we don't have to worry about future troubles."

Han Fei said: "Father is very caring, and my son is flattered."

"Father cares about his son. It's within reason and ethics. What's the surprise?" King Han suddenly thought of something, and raised his eyelids to look at Han Fei. .”

Han Fei smiled calmly, "Father is serious. Being born to parents is more than heaven. Han Fei is very grateful for being lucky enough to be born in this world."

Han Wang was quite appreciative of this answer, "Well, it's a good word. It seems that you have not learned in vain over the years."

Han Fei nodded and said, "When you go out to study, you have to work hard so as not to embarrass your father."

The two father and son talked about some family gossips, walking from the Imperial Garden to Tianlun Pond, it's time to talk about some serious things.

King Han raised his hand and waved, telling the palace people to retreat. The two father and son faced a strangely shaped rockery side by side. A young man with both talent and talents went. The widow thinks that you are very suitable."

He had promised Han Fei before that he would be given an official position on the day he recovered.

Dali House is the highest organization in charge of Korean law.There is a chief officer who is in charge of adjudicating cases, and a judicial officer who is in charge of managing legal files, both of whom are high-ranking officials.

It was probably because he hadn't seen his talent for too long, and Han Fei had always thought that King Han would give him a dispensable job.Wang En's sudden drop in this way was not very acceptable to him for a while.What's more, those who sit on the top of the judiciary have always been capable people with both ability and political integrity.Even if the king of Han valued him, why didn't he examine his ability, and suddenly appointed him such a big official position?

Han Fei was full of doubts, and when he was about to ask one or two questions, King Han dispelled the doubts with the next sentence.

"Xun Kuang of Zhao State sent someone to send a letter to the widow. In the letter, he praised you for your profound knowledge and success at a young age. The widow thought about it. Xun Kuang is a great sage who is famous in the seven kingdoms. His words should be convincing. .”

There is a bird's nest on the rockery. The female bird took a small worm back to the nest, fed it to the chicks waiting to be fed, and flew away with flapping wings.

Han Fei was grateful to Bei Sheng, who was a teacher for a day and a father for life.Even though Xun Kuang was far away in Sanghai, he never forgot him as a student.

So he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Father. My son will definitely do his best not to disappoint Father and Master Xun!"

King Han had expected his reaction, hummed, and habitually put his hands behind his back, "The way to be an official, the way to be a minister, I don't have much to tell you, if you don't understand something, ask Liu Sikou more often. He is a veteran minister in the court, he knows the way, and there are many things you can learn from."

Han Fei nodded, "I understand."

Liu Sikou is also from a literary and ink family, if you want to count the loyal and good ministers of the dynasty, the first is Zhang Kaidi, and the second is this Liu Sikou.

King Han thought about it for a while, as if he was thinking about something else, "The official conferment ceremony is scheduled for five days later, and Lord Si Li will inform you of the specific preparations."

"Yes."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Han Fei obviously had other things to do, so he remained silent and waited quietly.

The water in Tianlun Pool is so clear that you can even see the moss on the pebbles at the bottom of the pool.

When Han Wang twirled his beard for the third time, the words he had pondered for a long time finally came out: "Old Ninth, I am thinking about it, are you not too young?"

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, vaguely having a bad premonition, but Han Wang hadn't explained what he said, and he couldn't express his opinion, so he just said: "After this birthday, it will be 23."

"Well, it's not too young." Han Wang slapped sideways, obviously the ulterior motives were not drinking, "The crown prince already has a pair of sons and daughters at your age. You have to prepare for some things yourself, otherwise the ministers will always be scrambling , help you prepare."

Han Fei smiled far-fetchedly and said, "My son is all about my father and Dahan, and I don't have the heart to think about other things."

Seeing that he was being unreasonable, the King of Han simply opened up the conversation, "Marriage is a major event in life, so you can't think about it. If the queen hadn't reminded me, no one would know that there is a 23-year-old son in the palace who hasn't married yet." After a pause, he finally said The key point, "The widow is thinking about it, the queen's natal family has a niece from the first line, who has just turned sixteen, and has a good appearance and family background, so she is a perfect match for you."

The alarm bell rang loudly in Han Fei's heart, he took a step back, cupped his hands and said, "Forgive me, Father, I have no plans to marry a wife yet."

Han Wang was slightly displeased, and sneered twice, "Then when did you make this plan?"

Han Fei thought for a while, and said, "I won't take office until a few days later. The responsibility of the judicial position is heavy. I have to learn a lot of things. I'm afraid I don't have the energy."

King Han sighed, turned around, and stared straight at him, "Old Nine, do you think that the widow will entrust you with such a high official position just based on Xun Kuang's recommendation letter?"

Now, Han Fei's face changed, "...that's it?"

The king of Han revealed the reasons, "Everything in the world has an effect, not only a cause. The queen's niece is a noble lady who was born in the first place. She must be married to you. Just because of your status as a ninth son, marrying her is a good thing after all. It's not right, I can't hold back the face of the widow."

Han Fei suddenly realized, co-authored, this official position was obtained in exchange for being the son-in-law?

"I see......"

Seeing that he was hesitant, King Han said again: "The status of the queen's family is not low. You have won a high official, a beauty, and the support of your father-in-law's family. Why are you not satisfied?"

Han Fei looked up, looked at the branches on the treetops swaying in the wind, and sighed: "Father, if the people you marry in this life are not loved, I would rather die alone."

"I don't know what to say!" King Han snorted angrily, his face that had been expressionless all the year round was finally stained with anger, "You should really ask your fourth brother for advice on this point, don't keep thinking about these unrealistic things. It took you a few years to understand that what is in front of you today is an opportunity that no one else can ask for."

Han Fei still stood upright, like a Jinsong growing green in the wind and snow, "If the father insists on mixing the judicial position with marriage, the only thing I can do is to ask the father to withdraw the order to appoint an official."

King Han paused, "What did you say?"

"Father, please take back the order to appoint an official." Han Fei repeated, with a suffocating breath in his chest.

His ambition, his hope, can never be realized by relying on marriage.

He tucked his chin slightly and stared straight at the King of Han. His words were sonorous and unprecedentedly decisive, "Because I hope that one day, my father will value my son because I have a little ink in my chest, a book of poems in my belly, and a well-organized eye. Have principles in your heart. Instead of clinging to women, greedy for face-to-face pleasure."

These words surprised King Han severely.If this kind of good deed is to be placed on other young masters, they must all celebrate with their foreheads and hands, wishing to announce it to the world.Han Fei...does he dismiss it?What did his son, who was so alienated and almost forgot, go through in those ten years outside?

Xun Kuang, that old master who was rumored to be withdrawn and weird, what did he teach him?

Han Wang has been king for more than ten years, half of his thoughts are on the front court, and half of his thoughts are on the harem. He doesn't ask about these cutting-edge reform ideas, and he doesn't even look at the idea of ​​building a law and strengthening the country.Put all the bargaining chips of a strong country on a strong army, and all the taxes collected are used to support the army. Even if the treasury is empty, the army must be surplus.This is also the reason why Ji Wuyequan has turned to the opposition.

Little do they know that "the hearts of the people are like water, and the water is impermanent", blindly strengthening the army while ignoring the rule of law, heavy taxes, generals relying on favors and pride, and their achievements overwhelm the king.Chinese people don't dare to speak, only the road is in the eyes.Over time, it will undoubtedly lead to the government forcing the people to rebel and civil strife.

King Han understood this point too late.

.................Dividing line.................

"Zifang, where's the wine I hid two months ago?" Han Fei asked with his hand on the railing in the winding mahogany corridor in Xiangfu.

In the whole world, only here Zhang Liang can get a bit of peace of mind and don't have to think about those troublesome things.

"Brother Han, it's getting so late, drinking can hurt your health." Zhang Liang came out with a lantern in his hand, and gathered the moon-white cloak around his body.

Han Fei closed his eyes and looked up, sighing: "Hey, disappointing the beauty and facing the moon with an empty bottle are really two major regrets in life."

Zhang Liang smiled, put the lantern on the ground, and stood beside him, "What's wrong with Brother Han these days? He's afraid of losing the beauties, and also afraid of losing the wine."

Thinking of the conversation with King Han, Han Fei felt uncomfortable, and sighed in a low voice, "I almost failed today..."

The words were so soft that they could hardly be heard in the wind.

Zhang Liang looked back and asked, "What did Brother Han say?"

Han Fei smiled, "It's nothing."

He coughed guiltyly, intending to turn over what he had said just now, and while he was uttering his words, he turned his head to look at Zhang Liang, but was taken aback for a moment.

I saw Zhang Liang wearing a moon-white unlined garment, with a palm-width light blue belt around his waist, outlining the slender line of his waist, and a lake-blue floor-length cloak outside, tied around his neck with a soft fluffy rope.Her hair, which is usually bound meticulously with a hair crown, is now only tied with a hairpin, resulting in several strands of black hair disobediently detaching from the hairpin and hanging down on her forehead.The evening wind blew, and the few strands of hair were lifted, and the soft ends seemed to be blowing at the tip of Han Fei's heart, itching unbearably.

In the world... how can there be such a wonderful person?

Coupled with the dissatisfaction in the palace before, under such an impact, Han Fei lost control for a moment and pulled him into his arms.

"ovary......"

"Huh?" Zhang Liang was embraced by him, and he tilted his head for some unknown reason.

Han Fei was silent for a while, sniffing the faint fragrance from the tip of his nose, "But have you bathed?"

Zhang Liang was startled, and let him hug him, "Well, if you take a late bath, Ruo Li and the others will also be busy late, so you won't be able to rest well."

He didn't feel that this hug had any other meaning, he just thought it was some kind of simple communication between brothers.Simply today, Han Fei's eyes were full of sadness, so let him hug him if he wanted to.

Han Fei smiled softly, "You master, why are you always making time for the servants?"

Zhang Liang said solemnly: "Ruoli has served me for so many years and always treats me as a relative, so I should also think about him a little bit."

"What about me?" Han Fei asked suddenly, his eyes suddenly became affectionate, "In the eyes of Zifang, what am I?"

He wanted to know desperately, like a desert walker thirsts for clear water.

Zhang Liang lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "In the eyes of Zifang, Brother Han is the elder brother, a rare wise man in the world."

brother...

Han Fei was a little lonely, his arms tightened two points, "Is that the only way..."

Zhang Liang noticed a trace of sadness in his tone, so he added: "Zifang respects Brother Han very much."

"Really?" Han Fei's eyes brightened, the smile on his lips grew stronger, his arms tightened a little, as if the person in his arms would suddenly disappear, and he sighed, "It would be great if everyone was like you. "

Understand his ambitions, understand his thoughts, understand his ambitions.

After a pause, he denied again, "No, they can't all be like you. In heaven and earth, you are unique throughout the ages."

In Zhang Liang's impression, Han Fei is rarely like this. Why is this person who is able to do a job with ease in the mundane trivial matters, the suave person who has always been proud, so lonely today?

"Brother Han, what happened?" Zhang Liang gently patted him on the back as a comfort, "I'm going to dig wine, you and I talk while drinking."

Han Fei also slowly let go of his arms, "Okay."

Zhang Liang nodded, "But there is something I need to tell you in advance."

"What's the matter?" Han Fei asked happily.

Zhang Liang pointed to the tiles that had slid down from the top of the wall, "Brother Han, next time you come, don't climb over the wall."

The corner of Han Fei's mouth twitched, and he waved his sleeves awkwardly, "It's easy to say, easy to say..."

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So... you all know who Honglian learned from over the wall, right?