Suddenly, Liu Sanwu's expression changed a little.
He slowly broke away his hands and looked at Zhang Xin intently, "Yes, everyone has such thoughts, but no one has said it. Only you, not only said it but also did it. Only you, you are the one who stands out."
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"I..." Zhang Xin stood stunned on the spot, speechless.
Yes, everyone did it, but no one said it. Everyone thought it, but no one shouted it out loud. Everyone thought and did it, but no one jumped out like him.
"I'm so stupid!" Zhang Xin said blankly.
Immediately, something suddenly occurred to him, and he laughed wildly with tears in his eyes, "It's not that I'm stupid, it's that my colleagues were happy to see me jump out and push me to the front of the stage. They had already thought about it, and everyone would be happy if nothing happened.
It’s just me, the first person, who has to shoulder the responsibility! Hahaha, hahaha! Teacher, I’m afraid you think the same way!”
As he spoke, his eyes were scarlet, "I'm afraid you think so too, right?"
Liu Sanwu sat down again, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, "How could I think that? I am the examiner, and I am to blame for anything that happens!"
"What you say is nice!" Zhang Xin sneered, "You have taught the emperor, you are the emperor's master! If something happens, as long as your head is still there, you will have to return to the court sooner or later, right?"
"Why are all the scholars from the south of the Yangtze River selected and no one from the north? You know in your heart that if all the scholars are chosen from the south, then your title as the forefather of the scholars from the south of the Yangtze River will be guaranteed, right?"
"You are the great Confucian of our time. When all the students from Jiangnan see you, they must politely call you "Master"?"
Bang, the wine glass was placed on the table, making a slight sound.
"Zhang Xin, I am here to practice it for you!" Liu Sanwu was not angry and said in a low voice, "We are all scholars, how can we be more decent?"
"I was almost cut in half, cut in two with a knife, and you still want me to be dignified?" Zhang Xin shouted frantically, "You are not the one who died, how can you keep me calm?"
As he spoke, he stood up and clenched his fists.
Suddenly, the jailer walked to the door and said sternly, "Zhang Xin, do you want to suffer? If you keep yelling, I'll fuck you!"
One sentence directly shattered Zhang Xinxin's anger.
"You are right, you have to be decent!" He sat down blankly, "There is no need for a dying person to be insulted again!" As he said this, he picked up the wine and started drinking.
Liu Sanwu looked at him and stood up, "I won't be coming over for the next few days. Don't worry about what's going on behind you!"
Zhang Xin remained silent until the jailer opened the shackles of the cell. He suddenly rushed over like crazy and knelt at Liu Sanwu's feet.
"Teacher, the student doesn't want to die!" Zhang Xin cried.
"I can't save you!" Liu Sanwu sighed.
"Yes, you can!" Zhang Xin shouted crazily, "You have taught the emperor, are you the emperor's master? The emperor does not listen to others, but also listens to you! Are you the emperor's master?"
Imperial Master, the highest honor for scholars.
It is precisely because he, Liu Sanwu, taught the current emperor how to read at Huadian in the past. That is why he became the leader of the scholarly community in these years.
But is he really the Imperial Master?
"Emperor Master?" Liu Sanwu smiled bitterly, "Whether you are the Supreme Emperor or the Emperor, have you ever given me the title of Imperial Master?" He said, shaking his head and saying, "I am just lucky, and I just happened to catch the opportunity to teach the Emperor!"
"Your Majesty, I am just a helper who unites Qingliu. It would be a mistake to think that Your Majesty regards me as a teacher!"
"So when the prince was around, there were a lot of ministers around him. The emperor always said that those scholars taught the prince too rigidly. When the emperor becomes the crown prince, can you see which scholar is as proud as when the prince was here?"
"Emperor Master? Haha, you are just deceiving yourself and others!" With that said, Liu Sanwu threw up his sleeves and walked away.
In the cell, only Zhang Xin was left standing stunned like a soulless body.
Liu Sanwu was used by the Emperor to win over these Qingliu, and these Qingliu were the Emperor's tools. Now that these tools are taking credit and pride, the Emperor will just replace them with a new batch of tools.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xin lost all hope. But he still felt sad and angry.
"Sir, please come this way!" The jailer led the way in front of Liu Sanwu.
The latter's feet were barely able to step out of the prison passage, but suddenly he heard a heart-rending cry from behind, "God's way is unfair! God's way is unfair!"
Liu Sanwu paused and said to the jailer, "Excuse me, little brother, I have to watch him these days and don't let him do anything inappropriate!"
"Don't worry, the villain knows that he must go to the execution ground with both tail and tail, right?" the jailer said with a smile.
"Thank you very much!" Liu Sanwu handed over his hand, but the jailer stepped aside and did not dare to accept the courtesy.
The two of them walked out of the prison and slowly walked towards the courtyard on the side of Dali Temple.
This area across the courtyard looks a bit eerie even though it is daytime. This is simply because this public house is a contract building for red errands.
To go on a red errand is to kill people. The executioners who beheaded their heads, cut their waists, and cut their carriages to pieces, stayed here on weekdays.
Don't underestimate these executioners, these are all heirloom cooking skills.
Executioners are not only hereditary, but they are also well-paid. Regardless of whether they are ministers or criminals, their families must deal with them. Who doesn't want their family members to die happily?
In broad daylight, there was a dark wind in this yard, which made people shudder.
"That's it!" the jailer said and shouted into the yard, "Lao San Zhuang!"
"Who called me?" A hoarse voice came from inside, and then a tall, thin man with a slender face came out.
One of the jailers, Nazhuang Laosan, smiled and said, "Hey, Brother Hou, which gust of wind brought you here?"
Although he was smiling, his smile looked so shabby and ferocious.
Jailer Hou Er took a few steps forward and pulled Zhuang Laosan aside, "Third brother, do me a favor. That is Mr. Liu from the Hanlin Academy. I want to ask you for mercy." He said, lowly.
He said, "This is what our boss told us. If you don't do it quickly, I won't be able to tell you back!"
Zhuang San thought about it, "Hanlin Academy? But for that matter about Zhang Hanlin?"
"Yes!" Hou Er nodded and smiled at Liu Sanwu, "Sir, tell me!"
Liu Sanwu stepped forward and took a look at Zhuang Laosan. Although he was thin, he had a broad frame and thick calluses on his fingers.
"Sir!" Zhuang Laosan quickly saluted.
"I dare not take it!" Liu Sanwu was very polite and said with cupped hands, "I have something to ask of you!" As he said that, he took out a palm-sized gold cake from his sleeve, "Zhang Xin, who is about to be cut in half, is my student. I invite you.
Raise your hand and let him suffer less!" With that, he put the golden cake into the other person's hand and said, "Take it and drink tea!"
But the other party's hand seemed to be hot and he immediately stuffed it back.
Zhuang San directly knelt down and kowtowed, "What status do you have, little man? You are always a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and a star in the sky. When you talk to this little man, you are all the virtuous people of your ancestors. To give Mr. Zhang a happy birthday is just a hand raised by this little man."
thing!"
As he said that, the conversation suddenly changed, "But the villain..."
"Is there any difficulty?" Liu Sanwu asked.
"Logically speaking, the villain has to know how to praise me. Monkey Er and the villain are like brothers. There is absolutely no reason for the villain to shirk it!" Zhuang Laosan said, "But this morning, the master of Dali Temple personally found the villain.
Tell the villain, you can’t... you can’t..."
"I understand!" Liu Sanwu said sadly.
There is someone involved in this matter, and they don’t want Zhang Xin to die happily.
"Is this the master of your Dali Temple?" Liu Sanwu asked again.
"Yes, it's the master of Dali Temple!" Zhuang Laosan didn't hide it from him.
The Shaoqing of Dali Temple was the inspector-general Baozhao.
At this moment, Liu Sanwu understood everything.
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