Chapter 252 Heavenly Law
Zhao Jiu was frivolous and unreasonable, as if he was drunk and broke into the prime minister's house to cause trouble... Actually, it's hard to say "as if", because he really had a few drinks of "Blue Bridge Fengyue" with Han Shizhong and others today, and then broke in.
From this perspective, it was indeed a case of provoking trouble while drunk.
Of course, turning back, except for a few people who really didn't understand, everyone realized that although Emperor Zhao seemed to be strolling around at the end of the year, he actually had serious business to discuss with Prime Minister Lu, and the matter seemed to be quite relevant.
After hesitating for a while, Lu Benzhong finally decided to remind his father before he could speak: "My old poems have made the emperor laugh."
"What's so funny?" Zhao Jiu brushed the table in front of him and said casually. "At that time, the country was destroyed and the family was ruined. It seemed that there was no chance of survival north of the Yangtze River. Your father was also disheartened by the events of Jingkang, so he resigned from his official position and prepared to move south to live out his life. You were ordered to leave your hometown in Shouzhou and buy a house in Liuzhou. It seemed that there was no future for you in this life, and the family's generations of nobles might be destroyed. With a bleak heart, it was normal for you to have such a poem."
Only then did Lu Haowen realize that the absurd words spoken by the official actually had a source, and were related to the darkest time for his son, the entire Lu family, and even the entire country... It was just that his son wrote too many poems on a daily basis, so he didn't pay attention to it.
But this further confirmed that the official came prepared this time.
"At that time, I didn't know your majesty was so powerful, how could I have thought that I would have this day?" Lü Benzhong responded helplessly. "Today, I am back to my old home in Tokyo. During the New Year, my family and friends gathered together to write poems. Thinking back to my mood at that time, it is really ridiculous..."
"It's one time at a time."
Zhao Jiu shook his head, but found a pot of "Blue Bridge Wind Moon" on the stove behind him, and a few clean cups, so he took the opportunity to take it over, and then poured himself a cup, drinking and talking. "Today's entertainment mood is not fake, but is the depressed mood at that time also fake? It's just that one or two lines of poetry seem a little interesting now. It's just like the first prime minister of your Lu family's ancestors, Xu Guogong Lu Mengzheng, didn't he study in a broken kiln when he didn't pass the imperial examination? How could he have thought that the Lu family, starting from him, would have four prime ministers in five generations? People say that the Han family of Meihua is to this dynasty just like the Yuan family of Runan is to the Later Han Dynasty. If so, isn't your Lu family as prominent as the Yang family of Hongnong?"
It was winter and the courtyard was cold, but Lü Benzhong was sweating profusely. After hearing these heart-piercing words, even a calm and prudent person like Lü Haowen could no longer sit still and could only stand up and salute:
"Our family is so prominent because of the grace of the world..."
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Zhao Jiu looked at the vegetarian food in front of him and felt a little bored, so he just continued to drink. "It's fate. Your family has been three dukes for four generations, not to mention three dukes for nine generations. It's none of my business if they live together with the country. And we, the king and the minister, can't have what we have today because of those things... At that time, I fell into the well and was seriously injured. I couldn't even recognize the past for a while, so I was taken advantage of by the traitor Kang Lu and trapped in Mingdao Palace. If it weren't for Prime Minister Lu, Prime Minister Zhang, and Zhengfu, I would have been unable to escape... right?"
The others held their breath, Lu Haowen sighed slightly, and the other party involved, Yang Yizhong, lowered his head and remained silent.
"At that time, I remember that Mr. Lu had already submitted a petition to go south, and he probably wanted to spend the rest of his life in Lingnan. It was just because I was injured that I reluctantly stayed to wait and see." Zhao Jiu drank a few more cups, lowered his head and looked at the sundries on the table with more emotion. "So this person's achievement, if you want to talk about a person who stood out from the crowd, you also have to talk about time and fate..."
"People like the deceased Zong Xianggong and the living Li Yanxian are heroes who have risen up at the right time. They are like a spark in the pitch-black night, ready to start a prairie fire. They are also like a pillar in the midst of a raging flood, standing firm against the odds and not falling... People like these have earned their fame and fortune by themselves. Even if they meet a tyrant, they will still have a good reputation after their death."
"Then there are people like Prince Yan'an and Mr. Xu who can no longer hold on. They are talented, timely, and have good luck, so they are three times better than Li Yanxian and Mr. Zong. They enjoy wealth and honor while they are alive, and leave a legacy in history after their death... This is what they deserve."
Hearing this, Han Shizhong puffed out his chest slightly, but seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he had to slightly tighten his abdomen and pretend to look up to enjoy the scenery.
"But there are also people like me, like you, Lord Lu, and even Lord Wang, who should have been the last one to die..."
At this point, Zhao Jiu drank the whole thing in one gulp, holding the empty cup and sneered. "According to me, the three of us actually have neither outstanding talents nor extraordinary courage. We were just forced to a position by the current situation, and then we looked around and found that there was no one to replace us, and no one to rely on. It was difficult to abandon basic conscience and morality to do shameful things, so we reluctantly supported each other and managed to hold on... Lord Lu, do you understand what I mean?"
"I dare not agree with this. Your Majesty is powerful and everyone in the country knows it..." Lu Haowen bowed his head.
"Others may not know my 'divine power', but don't you?" Zhao Jiu held the wine glass and almost fell down with laughter. "And what I want to say is not that you are incompetent, nor that I am alone, but that no matter what, you and I, as well as people like Wang Xianggong, have already shared honor and disgrace in life and death. Because no matter what, the emperor who created this situation is me, the prime minister of the capital province is you, and the Privy Council is Wang Xianggong... The two rivers have not been recovered yet, and they all say that the country has been revived. If it is really a revival, then who is the leader of the revival if not me? And who is the first meritorious official of the revival if not you, Lu Haowen? What's the point of you refusing again?"
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