Chapter 1088 Some People
Fang Jun was depressed, old man, why are you so happy?
We are not from the same place!
Fang Jun frowned and said: "You are a mirror of the ages, fair and selfless, and you have established your destiny with your bad words throughout your life! But my nephew, I can't do this. We just want to be a sycophant who flatters the emperor. High officials must ride on horses and be rich and glorious. Wouldn’t it be nice to live a free life? ”
Liu Xuanyi touched his forehead with his hand...
Damn it, I have lived for almost thirty years, and I have never seen anyone who can say that he is determined to be a sycophant so confidently!
Fang Lao Er, you are awesome!
The jailers on the side had shining eyes and expressions of admiration!
This is an example!
Money and beauty, promotion and fortune, what worldly person wouldn’t want that? But those sanctimonious children from aristocratic families claim to be Confucian scholars and talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but aren't they doing all these things behind the scenes?
It's really shameless to build an archway even though you are a cousin!
Look at Fang Jun, he relies on his father's power, he blatantly flatters his Majesty, and he dares to say it openly - I just want to be a sycophant!
Is this a true gentleman or a villain?
No matter what kind it is, in short, Fang Er is Fang Er. From ancient times to the present, it is unique throughout the Tang Dynasty!
But if people do what they say, what about the sycophants?
In the same way, high officials have to sit and horses have to ride, don't you agree?
It’s okay not to accept it...
Wei Zheng almost choked to death, and his beard stood up in anger!
He stared angrily and said: "Don't try to deceive me with these nonsense words! Let me ask you, if you don't care about the people, why do you provoke the Yuan family and the nobles of the family? If you don't have kindness in your heart, why do you blame yourself for all the crimes? Should you shoulder the responsibility and end the case hastily? If you don’t have mercy, why should you release all the people who caused trouble?”
Fang Jun scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.
Are you an honest and upright Wei Guangzheng?
The answer is no, it was not the case in the previous life, and it is still not the case in this life...
He just wants to live up to the benefits of traveling through time, do something, change something in this prosperous and beautiful era, and lay a stronger foundation for this troubled, compassionate and loving nation.
Perhaps one day the Tang Dynasty will still perish, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms will still be in chaos, and the Song Dynasty will still rise. But Fang Jun hopes that he can broaden the horizons of this nation and speed up the pace of more advanced social reforms.
As for loyal ministers or sycophants...
He never gave it a second thought.
Since you can get appreciation, support, and reuse by coaxing His Majesty Li Er, then why bother pretending to be honest and upright, making your own road twists and turns?
He always firmly believes that no matter whether the cat is black or white, the one that catches mice is a good cat...
But what Wei Zheng said hit Fang Jun's heart exactly.
He may be corrupt, he may accept bribes, he may be flattering and slanderous, but his love and compassion for the people of the world remain the same. These are a group of poor people, but also a group of great people. They survive in humble circumstances, suffer humiliation and endure hardships, but they are always able to work hard to drive out the Tartars after the empire overthrows China and Lu Shen, and writes a new era with their lives and blood. Chapter!
Who can not love such people?
After a moment of silence, Fang Jun did not intend to retaliate against Wei Zheng. He sighed softly: "A benevolent person loves others, which is the best principle in the world. The people are too miserable. They have to fight with the sky, the earth, the wind, frost, rain and snow, and the mountains and rivers. They Keep fighting, just to live a better life, but there are always some who are proud of themselves! The aristocratic families above the clouds don't treat people as human beings, so these ordinary people have to fight with them in the cracks of survival! They are born noble, but the common people are as good as water!”
When I finished speaking, my tone was sonorous and full of unparalleled confidence!
History has proven that anyone who stands on the opposite side of the people will be ruthlessly swept into the garbage dump of history by the people!
This is true for emperors and dynasties, and so is it for aristocratic families!
Wei Zheng nodded approvingly and smiled happily: "I really did not misjudge the person, so I dragged my body to the prison of Dali Temple today to protect you from the wind and rain."
Fang Jun was stunned, and his heart suddenly felt warm.
No wonder Wei Zheng came here. He must have foreseen that the powerful counterattack from the family members was coming, so he came to support him.
Even though Wei Zheng is old and about to die, the shadow of a famous tree is still there. As long as Wei Zheng is still breathing, he will still be in the position of giving honest advice, and he will still be the fearless mirror of the ages!
Fang Jun had always believed that Wei Zheng used this image and method to exchange for his political status, but now he suddenly realized his narrow-mindedness.
This is a great man who is truly willing to sacrifice his life for the country and the people without fear of life or death!
Wei Zheng's eyes flashed, he looked at Fang Jun and said with a smile: "Why, the little bastard was moved by my heart to protect each other with fists? If so, how about writing a poem as an elegiac couplet for me in the near future?" < br>
Everyone looked at Fang Jun.
There is no doubt about Fang Jun's poetic talent, and it is no problem to write a pen and write it into a book. But who is Wei Zheng? The outspoken ministers of the Zhenguan Dynasty were unparalleled in their strength throughout the ages! What kind of poem should Fang Jun write to be worthy of Wei Zheng's fame, status and historical achievements?
Fang Jun looked at Wei Zheng with a smile and said, "Do you really want to write it?"
When he asked this question, everyone changed their colors!
Who doesn't know that Fang Jun is most famous for not writing poems and lyrics to praise virtues, but for composing poems to curse people? I remember that the famous actors in Pingkangfang were teased to death by Fang Jun's poems, and His Royal Highness the King of Wei was even more stained by Fang Jun in his life...
Listening to Fang Jun's tone... is it possible that he wants to write a poem to mock Wei Zheng now?
The most nervous person was naturally Wei Shuyu, who hurriedly yelled: "How presumptuous! My father just said a polite word, but you still take it seriously? My father is respected by the world, fair, straightforward and incorruptible. How can a wanton dandy like you do this?" What a ridiculous comment? ”
Fang Jun sneered: "I don't want to write a certain book. Since you insult me like this, you have to write it!"
Wei Shuyu was frightened and stared: "No need!"
This stick is full of bad ideas, who knows if he will be able to write a poem that is extremely satirical and sarcastic? If there are one or two sentences in it that are good enough to be passed down to the world, it will immediately become the dark history of Wei Zheng's honest life...
Wei Zheng smiled and patted his son's hand, looked at Fang Jun with a smile and said: "Even though it is written, I have looked up to you all my life, so why worry about being criticized and slandered?"
This is magnanimity!
If you are selfless in your heart, the world will naturally be broad and aboveboard!
Fang Jun put his hands on his hands and laughed. He stood up and came to the table. He dipped his pen in ink and concentrated for a long time, thinking about which poem to write for Wei Zheng?
After thinking about it, I gave up the rice paper on the table, picked up the pen in one hand and the inkstone in the other, and turned to face the snow-white wall behind me.
The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and the ink is dripping.
"Some people are alive
He is dead;
Some people died
He is still alive..."
"Some people
Riding on the heads of the people: ‘Oh, how great I am!’
Some people
Stooping down to be a cow and horse for the people..."
"Some people
Carve your name into stone and think of 'immortality';
Some people
I would rather be a weed and wait for the fire underground..."
"Some people
While he lives, others cannot live;
Some people
He lives to live a better life for the majority of people..."
"He is a person who cannot live while others live,
His fate can be seen;
He lives for the majority of people to live a better life,
The people held him up very high, very high..."
"In the fifteenth year of Zhenguan, a certain person and Zheng Guogong were having a drink in prison. They felt something about it and wrote a poem to encourage each other..."
After writing the last word, Fang Jun felt content in his heart. He put the pen on the ground, turned around and lifted the jug high, tilting it. The clear wine poured out like a white stream. He raised his head and opened his mouth, drinking from the jug of wine. And done.
"Happy!"
Fang Jun applauded himself!
People have to pursue something, whether it is running the world and benefiting the country, or just eating and waiting to die...
People must have a goal, whether it is to benefit the world, or to harm the country and the people...
Wei Zheng's life can be regarded as a dedication to the world. He was fair, honest and loved the people like a son. Although he is not dead, he can still conclude his life.
What about yourself?
Or just like the writing on the wall...
"Carving names into stone
Names rot earlier than corpses;
Wherever the spring breeze blows
There are green weeds everywhere..."
How can a few tombstones and a few history books describe all the merits and demerits?
The common people have a steelyard in their hearts. They weigh the world and have their own weight.
Those great traitors and evil deeds can confuse them for a while, how can they confuse them for a hundred generations?
Those noble families who ride on the heads of the common people and want to be immortal will sooner or later rot earlier than their corpses; those honest officials who serve the people wholeheartedly, Bai Xin will always pay tribute to them in his heart...
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in the prison!
"Come here! Drag this arrogant, mean-mouthed bastard out and behead him!"
The whole room was shocked!
I also know that it is not good to be so out of context, but since I joined the Qidian out-of-context training class, it has become a habit. If you don't break it like this, it will be as tasteless as eating dumplings without garlic... Hehehe!
(End of chapter)