The chaos caused by Pang Tong Mansion Ya Back Street two days ago seems to be gradually subsided. For the people who eat melons, they will naturally lose much attention if they cannot continue to eat melons. Besides, in Chang'an,
In a huge city, there are too many things, too many rises and falls. The dismissal of an official is just a splash of water in this city. After the water drops drip, it gradually fades out of sight.
However, this is not the case in the minds of officials of all sizes in Guanzhong.
In Chinese officialdom, it has always been about settling accounts with the queen after the fall, and questioning the queen after the fall.
Those who thought they had nothing to do and then were suddenly liquidated were like Liang Ji, and so was Dou Wu. However, General Hussar did not say anything for a while. Pang Tong, the commander-in-chief, seemed to be working on the construction project of Qinglong Temple every day. Xue Lan was in prison.
There is no worse news coming out, which makes people can't help but think about it, and they don't know which direction this matter will develop...
Jing Zhaoyin's position is temporarily vacant. Originally, such a big carrot pit naturally attracted the attention of many people, but now everyone is carefully controlling themselves. After all, above Jing Zhaoyin, there is also a hussar general Fei Qian.
Sitting in charge, only if he speaks can he determine who this position belongs to.
But it is obvious that Pang Tong still belongs to the first rank. Although the current position has been changed due to the incident of Cai's branch, it also means that Pang Tong has been punished for the incident of Cai's branch. As the saying goes, one crime shall not be punished twice.
, whoever brings this matter up in the future may have to face not only Pang Tongyi’s personal dissatisfaction.
But what was Feiqian waiting for?
Nowadays, not only the three assistants in Guanzhong, but also many places have official vacancies. In many cases, these places are operating with the minimum number of officials. Naturally, this is not allowed for a long time. After all, no matter how diligent they are in government affairs, they should
There must be some rest, and there must be some secondary officials to assist. Otherwise, even if the people in these main official positions are willing and happy, people will always have three disasters and five diseases. Once they fall and there are no secondary officials, wouldn’t it be the same?
Instant chaos?
Although Guanzhong is not considered a great Han Dynasty court, the disturbances here in Feiqian still affect countless people to constantly adjust their bodies and re-choose their positions. In the past few days, I don’t know how many people have been secretly
Communicating, running around, and connecting in series, no one knows how many people changed their doors and queues. Even the shops in the city that sold precious and famous thorns were out of stock for a while.
This road in politics is actually a road of no return.
As long as you go up, you can't look back. Why are those people who started and ended well in history specially marked and then passed down through the ages? Isn't it because the number of these people is really too small, things are rare, and the vast majority of people
Either he will be stepped on by others on this road and become a stepping stone, or he will smash others' heads to pieces and climb up on his own.
When you gain power, you are no less glorious, but once you lose it, it is like being stripped naked. Not only will you be ashamed of yourself, but you will also attract others to point fingers, or even beat up the lost dog.
Xue Lan was originally from a prominent family in the East China Sea. He, Yijian, Tan Bin, Chu Feng, Zhang Su, Feng Xi, Wei Xuan, and Xu Qian were also called the "Eight Heroes". Anyway, there were many of them in the Han Dynasty, and some were
He was sealed by others, and some were raised by himself, but in any case he had a slight reputation, but when he fell into prison, he was just as miserable.
Prisons were similar in that dynasty. Because the space was airtight, moisture would inevitably linger in later generations, let alone the Han Dynasty. The prison was like a semi-basement, made of stone strips, and was level with the ground.
There are some holes in the place. They are not big. They are about the size of your head. The ventilation is pretty good. I have to wonder about the light transmission and ventilation. Because half of it is underground, mold and moisture are naturally inevitable.
, the thick earthy smell, the moldy smell of wood and straw mats, and the odor emitted by the human body were mixed together, making the usually pampered Xue Lan almost suffocate.
On weekdays, there are indispensable guests in my home, and there are many people who talk loudly and talk happily, but now there are none, not one, not one...
After the first day, Xue Lan, who was so hungry, didn't care about any objections, and eagerly poured the slightly rancid wild vegetable porridge into his mouth. He even choked his trachea and coughed until tears and mucus came out. It was like this for one day.
A meal without food means nothing.
"Can anyone see so-and-so?"
Every time she heard someone passing by the window or door of her cell, Xue Lan couldn't help but ask questions, but she was always met with indifference, or at most a few sneers.
Three days later, someone finally came. It was Xue Lan's son, Xue Yong.
"Father..."
When Xue Yong saw Xue Lan looking so embarrassed, he burst into tears and threw himself in front of Xue Lan.
"I'm a father, it's okay to be a father... Get up, how are you at home... at home?" Xue Lan suppressed her own emotions, supported Xue Yong and asked.
"At home... everything is safe at home..." Xue Yong answered while sobbing. Although there were some problems at home, those things were nothing compared to Xue Lan's current situation.
Xue Lan looked around unconcernedly, and then whispered, "Is there...is there someone...or, what's the matter..."
When asked this question, Xue Yong suddenly remembered and said quickly: "No one came to the door... But last night, there was a sudden movement at the back door. After the child went out to check, there was no one there. There was only a basket of mulberries placed at the door...
"
"Mulberry?" Xue Lan frowned.
Xue Yong nodded and said: "It's not much for a small vine blue dress... I thought it was left behind by someone else, but I don't think it looks like it..."
Xue Lan thought for a moment, nodded, and then whispered: "I know... Yong'er, my father is fine here for now, no need to worry about him... There must be no one at home, so just turn around first... However,
Remember to go to Dongfang Store first and buy a jar of salt to take home..."
"There is still salt at home..." Xue Yong was a little confused.
Xue Lan frowned and said, "Just do it! Remember! Go quickly!"
"...Uh, only..." Xue Yong saw what Xue Lan said, so he had to leave, "My child...resign, father, take care..."
Xue Lan waved her hand and watched her child retreat step by step and then disappear at the door of the cell. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the small window on one side and sighed softly...
In a small building at the corner of Chang'an Cross Street, Wei Duan was sitting alone in front of the window. He had been drinking for a long time. The window facing the street had been opened, and when he looked down from the window, he could see
Looking at the people coming and going at the entire intersection, the sounds of the market also came in. It was noisy and chaotic, just like Wei Duan's current mood.
The wine on the table was cold and the dishes were scattered. However, Wei Duan had no thoughts on the food and wine, and did not ask anyone to change them. He just stared at the cross street downstairs, as if waiting for something...
Who would have thought that this cavalry general Fei Qian could become such a big influence?
Wei Duan sometimes couldn't help but think with some regret, if he had known that the hussar general Fei Qian was so powerful, then if he had met Fei Qian earlier when he was a commander in another department, or when he was still a general of the army,
Isn't it true that now that he is so prosperous, at least one person with two thousand stones is indispensable, why do he need to devote all his efforts to planning now?
well!
Living in Chang'an is not easy. This sentence is not only true for the people in Jingpiao, but also for the local indigenous people. Jingzhao Webster has already been on the rise as early as the early Western Han Dynasty. For example, he is proficient in "Li"
, "Shangshu", and passed on "Lu Shi", which gave birth to Wei's "Lu Shi" school, which established the family's tradition of Confucian classics.
Wei Xuan, who was appointed prime minister again in 2001, and Wei Shang, who was appointed as the Taifu during the reign of Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty and King Dingtao of the Han Dynasty, was promoted to the rank of General of Chariots and Cavalry, and Wei Shang was granted the title of Marquis of Guan Nei...
There are nearly twenty people in the Wei family who have served as officials worth 2,000 kilograms or more. Their father and son are prime ministers, and they have been granted the title of marquis for four generations. They can be said to be one of the top families in Guanzhong.
But maintaining the status of a wealthy family is not easy...
Although the Hussar General Fei Qian has not mentioned anything about Xue Lan at this stage, and the officials within the Hussar Mansion are also very tight-lipped, some news has been vaguely spread among the Chang'an gentry circles.
Like the wind before a rainstorm, blowing the treetops.
Next, not only the entire Sanfu, but also other regions will undergo a big change. This change may be a major change in the political power of the prefecture and county system after the Han Dynasty inherited the Qin Dynasty, but how exactly will it change?
How it will change, no one knows...
This change is a good thing for some people, but not necessarily for others.
Therefore, since he learned about Pang Tong, Wei Duan has been so busy that he has to take charge of official affairs and make private contacts. He has to go everywhere and meet everyone, especially because he has to meet everyone.
There were too many people and they talked too much, which made my voice hoarse. I still held on, but I never expected that this would be such a situation!
Could it be said that the Hussars General does not like the Guanzhong faction so much?
Xue Lan was arrested and imprisoned. In a short period of time, no one dared to talk about Xue Lan. Even when they saw Wei Duan, they acted as if they couldn't see them and walked away...
Xue Lan probably can't be saved. If he is transferred to a marginal position out of consideration for his hard work, it will be a good result. Even if he has been imprisoned for many years, now in this court, with these people from the Jingxiang faction,
Who else would say anything or ask for favors for Xue Lan?
Wei Duan is also afraid of risks, but he also knows that he must stand up and give Xue Lan an explanation for this matter, and at least guarantee Xue Lan some basic treatment, so that in the future, someone will be willing to listen to his instructions.
Otherwise, once the hearts of the people are dispersed, it will become even worse...
"Du Ji and Du Bohou..." Wei Duan murmured, gritting his teeth, "And that Li Yuan guy..."
The Du family is also a very famous surname in Guanzhong. If Du Ji can clearly express his support for Wei Duan...
Although Li Yuan said that his current official position is not large, it is the only position that can mobilize some soldiers...
Alas, things are hard!
When I was sighing to myself, someone suddenly reported in a low voice: "Mr. Wei, the boy from the Xue family is back..."
Wei Duan immediately opened the window and looked out. At the end of the street, a half-year-old boy walked over with a somewhat dejected expression. It was Xue Yong, the son of Xue Lan.
Although Wei Duan did not appear in the Xue family and could not appear in the Xue family at this time, he has been paying attention to helping Xue Lan, but the premise is that Xue Lan understands the rules and the basket sent before
Mulberry is a subtle reminder, but I don’t know if Xue Lan understands it, or if Xue Yong has spoken to it?
"Wei Gong, do you want to summon him?"
Someone asked in a low voice outside the door.
Wei Duan pondered for a moment and decided not to take any action for the time being. Who knows if there are other people following Xue Yong now. Wouldn't he have exposed his relationship if he went out rashly?
Neither the Xue family nor the Shen family have surnames in Guanzhong. As long as they are not exposed, they cannot be linked to the Guanzhong faction.
"No need for now!" Wei Duan said in a deep voice, "Look again and don't act rashly!"
There was an answer outside the door, and then silence fell.
Xue Yong didn't notice anyone staring at him. He was thinking about his father's misery in prison along the way. He was so sad that he almost cried. He just held back the tears and staggered on the steps as usual.
When he turned to his own road, he suddenly remembered what his father had told him, and quickly turned out again, heading towards Dongfang...
"What are you doing?" Wei Duan was stunned for a moment, and his heart couldn't help but jump. To the east is Jing Zhaoyin's government office, which was also the office where Xue Lan worked before. Could it be that Xue Lan left some things in the government office?
What, let Xue Yong go get it? "Come, follow! Be careful not to reveal your whereabouts!"
After Wei Duan was like an ant on a hot pot, Jiaozuo waited for an hour. The men sent to follow Xue Lan's son came back and reported that Xue Lan's son did not go to the office, but just went to Dongfang to buy a jar of coarse salt.
Now I'm going back again, going home directly from Dongfang...
"Bought a can of salt?" Wei Duan asked, "Where did you buy it? Is there anything unusual about it?"
"In the chaos..." the subordinate replied, "it seems... nothing unusual..."
Wei Duan muttered softly, and suddenly his face showed a bit of joy. He clapped his hands gently and muttered softly: "Wonderful, wonderful! I know... Haha, Mr. Xue is indeed a believer... …Come on, come home!”
Now, Xue Lan's biggest problem has been partially solved. The only one left is Shen Yi. This person is young and energetic, too frivolous, I'm afraid...
Wei Duan staggered on his horse, his face becoming gloomy again.
