These people were originally portraits, but were changed to statues in the Jin Dynasty. During the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty, they were all changed to wooden tablets with their names written on them and enshrined in shrines.
Han Yu said that he could be a saint, but he was definitely not worthy of being honored like he is now.
"This is the best way." Zhang Yu stood up and said solemnly.
What he meant was very simple: if you can do this, then there is nothing wrong with us following you; if you can't do it, then we won't follow you.
Han Yu was not surprised. This was a big event he planned, which required detailed layout and arrangements.
Having remained silent in the cabinet for so long, he naturally had to fight back. He couldn't just sit there and wait to be ridden over like this and then leave sadly after a while.
Now that I have reached the position of Prime Minister of the Cabinet, why can't I truly be a Prime Minister of the Cabinet?
If I can't be Zhang Juzheng, I want to be Yan Song.
"Okay, it's almost time today, so you just wait for my news." Han Yu said with a smile, his expression unchanged.
"Well, sir, we'll take our leave now." Zhang Yu said quickly with a bow.
"Okay." Han Yu nodded and said, "I'll send someone to take you there."
After everyone left the room, a person suddenly emerged from behind the screen.
This is a young man. Judging from his appearance, he should be a scholar. He is a bit thin and has a mustache.
At this moment, his face was extremely solemn. He gently stroked his beard with one hand and walked straight to Han Yu's side. He bowed and said, "Lord."
Han Yu nodded and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"
"Unreliable, slippery." The man said with a smile: "But he can be used. He is still a smart person."
"That's right," Han Yu nodded and said, "Everyone in this world is like this. No one is reliable or unreliable. Together today, apart tomorrow. Even if you talk about morality and justice, what can you do in the end? Aren't you still just thieves and whores?"
"Fuzhi, it's not easy for you to have such insight at such a young age."
Wang Fuzhi's expression did not change at all. He knew that Han Yu's words had a hidden meaning, so he didn't say much about it.
It was obvious that the cabinet minister was very dissatisfied with the previous actions of the Donglin Party. If those people had listened to him earlier, how could they have ended up in this situation?
But even so, those people still felt that he was wrong, which made the cabinet minister in front of him have such an idea, which was also a pain in his heart. He was not suitable to say anything more.
"The two Song brothers are honest, steady, and reliable, but they're also smart people. They obviously won't trust us," Wang Fuzhi said, changing the subject. "On the contrary, Zhang Yu seems very smart and slick. But precisely because of this, he's a talent more suitable for us."
"So what do you think we should do next?" Han Yu asked.
Wang Fuzhi nodded and said, "The next step is simple. Send someone to spread the word that the three of them are planning to become the elder's disciples. Whether this plan succeeds or not, they can't be left out first."
Wang Fuzhi wore a mocking smile and said, "Things in this world are just like this. Since they want to play along, let them know how things work in this world. Do you really think that a dignified minister like you can be exploited and deceived by them?"
Hearing Wang Fuzhi's words, Han Yu laughed first, stood up and said, "Alright, let's teach them a lesson first."
Zhang Yu and the Song brothers left Han Yu's house with unhappy expressions on their faces.
Song Yingsheng, who has always been a serious person, had a particularly ugly expression on his face, and he exuded an aura of keeping strangers away.
Zhang Yu walked up to Song Yingsheng and said with a smile, "Do you think I'm being too flattering?"
Turning to look at Zhang Yu, Song Yingsheng shook his head and said, "I'm not stupid. I can guess a little about what you did today, so I naturally don't think that of you. Besides, we two brothers know exactly what kind of person you are, Zhang Yu and Zhang Tuizhi."
"But now that things have come to this, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to deal with. You actually understand that Han Yu's demands are too many, and we may not be able to meet them. Even if we are willing to do so, it will probably be difficult to do so. If this fails, I'm afraid none of us will have a good ending."
"The capital's officialdom is in turmoil. Anyone who dislikes us will throw a brick at us. We won't even have a place to hide, and we won't be able to negotiate with the Prime Minister."
"So at this time we have to seek external help." Zhang Yu said with a smile.
Song Yingxing, who was standing nearby, also spoke up at this time, a wry smile on his face as he said, "Who can help us? You know our situation. If we had connections in the capital, we wouldn't be in this situation today."
"Just because there wasn't one before doesn't mean there isn't one now." Zhang Yu said with an unfathomable smile.
"Do you know Feng Congwu?" Zhang Yu looked at the two people with a smile and said a name.
Song Yingsheng thought for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Yu and said hesitantly, "Are you talking about Feng Congwu?"
"Who else could it be but him?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.
"But he is not the same kind of person as us." Song Yingxing said with a frown.
The three of them all knew Feng Congwu, because he was very famous in Guanzhong and they had all heard of his name.
He was only an imperial censor before. After Feng Congwu was dismissed from office and returned home for offending Emperor Shenzong, he and his friends Xiao Huizhi, Zhou Shuyuan and others taught at Baoqing Temple in the west of this place for many years. His disciples increased day by day, but the temple was too small.
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