Chapter 293: All the nobleness is fake
He Tingfang is over sixty years old and rarely thinks about the past.
He felt that people should look forward and move towards higher goals, and that there was no point in dwelling on the despair of the past.
But when I think about it today, I find that the scenes of the past are extremely clear in my mind.
When he was seven years old, his parents were killed by the banker.
Along with the bodies of his parents, two taels of silver were thrown out.
My younger sister didn’t make it in the clinic.
He became an orphan and by chance was taken in by a local school to do odd jobs.
He was very diligent, getting up early every day to fetch water, chop wood and make fire; he was very smart, just kneeling outside the school to clean the corridor and listen for a while, he learned better than the students in the school.
An old teacher in the school who lost his son in his later years adopted him as his adopted son and changed his name from "He Gou'er" to "He Tingfang".
The old teacher asked He Tingfang to study, to take care of him in his old age and to take care of his only granddaughter after his death.
He Tingfang later accomplished all these things.
As He Tingfang continued his studies, he was admitted to the provincial school with the first place without spending a penny, and was later recommended to enter the Imperial College.
Later, he passed the imperial examination and rode a horse in a parade through the streets wearing a red robe.
He was different from other children since he was young.
While other children would be frightened and cry by the thugs, he dared to go to the yamen alone and beat the drum;
Other children would freeze to death on a snowy night, but he could survive until dawn;
Other children who became orphans might have been homeless forever, but he studied and became an official.
He is smart and has some luck.
That's why he was able to stand on the right side before the third prince ascended the throne and became Murong Yu's confidant.
The first thing He Tingfang did after gaining power was to have the former magistrate of Taiping County and Mr. Zhuang's entire family arrested and locked up in the Zhuang family's compound.
He made the elderly Mr. Zhuang and the old county magistrate kneel on the ground, and killed their wives, concubines, and descendants one by one in front of them.
Especially when they killed their most beloved grandson, and saw tears of blood and despair flowing from the corners of their eyes, He Ting felt relieved.
From dusk to dawn.
Some knelt all night, some killed all night.
The entire yard was filled with blood, and wherever you stepped, the soles of your shoes would be soaked in blood.
It was autumn at that time. He Tingfang looked at the dawning sky and said with regret:
"It was supposed to be on a snowy winter night, but He just couldn't wait."
He Tingfang took revenge, but never thought about being a good official.
Doing good will get you bullied, and being rich will get you harmed.
He wants to be a villain, a treacherous person, and he wants power and wealth.
Because only powerful villains can protect everything they have.
In order to pass the imperial examinations, he read many books by sages.
The books of sages say that officials should keep the people in mind and put the people first.
That's ridiculous.
Those who killed his parents were common people, those who stood by and watched were common people, and those who laughed at his poverty were also common people.
The common people are nothing but a bunch of ugly evil spirits. Why should he devote his efforts to them?
He embezzled, he colluded, he killed, and he plotted.
He framed his colleagues and committed murder for money.
He has no regrets and does what he should do.
The most ridiculous thing is that people like Pei Dingli and Xue Feng, who were born into wealthy families, always talk about the way of a gentleman and the righteousness of family and country.
They say they will devote all their energy to the cause until their death, as if they have completely ignored wealth, fame and status, and acted in a noble manner.
This kind of person is ridiculous and hateful.
Their righteousness is all fake.
They are high and mighty, with their clothes clean and dust-free, and have no idea of the helplessness and pain of being stuck in the mud.
They were born into a superior class and have no idea how desperate it is to climb to the top.
He Tingfang wanted to see them being thrown into the dust, to see them take off their noble outer garments and struggle together in the mud, covered in filth.
He Tingfang has been busy in Beijing for several years.
He found a wealthy family named He and spent a lot of money to have him included in the family tree, giving himself a false background to wash away his humble origins.
But he was different from those people from noble families. He never looked down on others because of their humble origins.
Because he knew how difficult it was to come from a poor family and find a place to live in Beijing.
So when Hao Ren first came to the capital, he keenly sensed that this person was extraordinary.
Hao Ren is just like himself back then, the one who would disregard his reputation and use all means to climb up.
Therefore, Hao Ren is very dangerous.
He had tried many times in the past few years but had failed to get rid of Hao Ren.
He Tingfang thought about the assassination last night and found it very strange.
When I was guessing who was behind the scenes, Hao Ren's face suddenly popped up in my mind for some reason.
When Hao Ren's face appeared, he thought that this assassination might just be a play performed by the emperor.
The purpose of this play may be a deception, or it may be to get rid of someone...
He Tingfang's pupils trembled slightly, and the feeling of uneasiness flowing in his body poured out, and he suddenly sat up from the chair!
The rainstorm stopped and it was getting dark.
He Tingfang walked quickly into the study in the dim light.
Soon, several pigeons flew out from the study.
As soon as the pigeons flew away, a servant came in hurriedly to report:
"Master, Master! The Supreme Court official brought a large number of officials to search our house, saying that there might be assassins hiding in our house."
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The summer night is cool after the rainstorm.
The clouds were thin and a half moon was set in the sky.
The wind was blowing with a cool dampness.
A night like this is perfect for sitting in the courtyard, enjoying the breeze, chatting, or composing poetry while looking at the scenery.
But climbing over the wall at night is not suitable.
Because the wall was very slippery, it was not smooth at all to climb.
Su Zhizhi and Xue Che stood outside the wall of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, ready to climb over it.
When Xue Che left the mansion to attend the birthday banquet of Duke Ming, he never thought that he would be away for seven years.
I never thought that returning home would be done in such a sneaky way.
"Ache, hurry up, don't you want to burn some incense for your mother?" Su Zhizhi had already started to gather her luck.
Xue Che looked around cautiously: "If there are spies around, it will cause trouble."
Su Zhizhi: "It's okay. Everyone said that the idiot's secret guards are either dead or guarding the He Mansion and the Wang Mansion. They can't take care of this."
Xue Che still said: "Wait a moment, wait for Aunt Qiu and Uncle Ni to come back."
Xue Che wanted to come and burn incense for his mother. The villagers expressed their understanding and specially chose today for him.
Just in case, Qiu Jinyu and Ni Tianji went out to check around the mansion to make sure there was no one in secret.
Both of them had practiced some Qinggong with Ni Tianji, but everyone had their strengths and weaknesses.
Their lightness skills were not as good as those of Ni Tianji and Qiu Jinyu, and their level was limited to flying up and down the wall.
After a while, Qiu Jinyu and the others came back:
"You guys go ahead, there's no one watching you in the mansion."
Xue Che: "Thank you, Aunt Qiu and Uncle Ni."
Xue Che and Su Zhizhi jumped up, crouched down at the same time, stepped onto the wall, and then fell down quickly.
It was like two big cats flashing across the wall.
Xue Che walked towards the ancestral hall according to the direction he remembered, and Su Zhizhi followed behind.
In the past, when visiting graves and offering sacrifices at Heifei Mountain, Xue Che always accompanied Zhizhi; this time when Xue Che came to burn incense for his mother, Zhizhi also accompanied him.
The two walked into the ancestral hall.
Su Zhizhi was watching the movement outside the door from behind, while Xue Che was kneeling in front of the tablets of his ancestors.
Xue Che kowtowed respectfully in front of the tablet.
The incense in the ancestral hall was always burning, and the tablets were spotlessly clean, obviously someone came to clean it regularly.
The Xue family's housekeeper and old servants are very dedicated.
Xue Che stayed in front of his mother's tablet for a while and burned incense for her.
The whole process was silent, without saying a word.
Su Zhizhi asked:
"Ah Che, it's a rare visit for you, why didn't you say a word to your mother?"
"You didn't even introduce me as your friend, but I introduced you to my grandparents, my uncle and aunt, and my mother."
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