What Murong Shun had to do at this moment was to use the hands of these officials to pass on the news that he had great trust in Xu Mushan to interested people. If he wanted the fish to take the bait, he would naturally have to put in a lot of effort.
"I deserve to die!" When the ministers saw that Murong Shun had broken the rules of the emperor and his ministers, and saw that the emperor was furious, they hurriedly apologized.
But among these officials, there are indeed people who are not afraid of death. Qian Jin, the censor of Zuodu, was like this. Holding a wat tablet, he knelt out from the crowd, kowtowed and said, "I don't want this head today.
We also need to let the emperor wake up. General Xu has led an army of 100,000 people to come to Hajj. If he has any evil intentions, he will die for me and he will not be forgiven."
"Unbridled" Murong Shun was a little bit confused. Qian Jin had always been an outspoken person, and he was a rare honest official in the court. But his only shortcoming was his stubborn person. Now he killed Qian Jin because of this.
, Murong Shun naturally refused, "You disobeyed my will, who gave you the courage to pull me down, with a hundred imperial staffs, and demoted you to a commoner?"
After all, Qian Jin was spared his life. Murong Shun shook his head helplessly and glanced at the courtiers kneeling on the ground with sharp eyes again, saying: "Step back, if anyone is still here, they will be killed without mercy."
After saying that, Murong Shun threw away his hands and left. Seeing that Qian Jin was an example, these ministers naturally did not dare to act presumptuously and poured out like a tide.
But when Murong Shun and the old man entered the study room, they saw that the lights in the hall were still on. When they opened the door, they saw Bo Rui practicing calligraphy on the desk beside him. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's so late, why are you still working so hard?"
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Bo Rui saluted and replied: "I have benefited a lot from reading it a hundred times. I have lost my best time since I was a child, and now I dare not not be diligent."
Murong Shun and the old man looked at each other and smiled, very satisfied, and said: "Master, father, look at Bo Rui's talent."
"It's very good. It can be said to be a pillar of talent." The old man nodded with a smile, looked at this Borui with his eyes, and was very satisfied.
"In this case, I will arrange for Bo Rui to study with my master, how about it?" Murong Shun nodded and said, without waiting for the old man's consent, he smiled at Bo Rui and said, "Mr. Ge is my master, his talents are great.
It is enough to make the great scholars in the world far behind. If your sister Wan'er knows that you have become a teacher of Mr. Ge, she will naturally be happy."
"My son, thank you, Your Majesty." Borui happily clasped his fists and saluted, then said in front of the old man, he respectfully knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and said: "Student Borui pays homage to the master, father."
The old man was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "Before I agreed, the emperor forced me to have a disciple. If it were anyone else, I would definitely not obey. But with such a talented and intelligent disciple, I have nothing to say."
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Murong Shun laughed loudly, extremely cheerful, and said: "Go down first, I have something important to discuss with Mr. Ge."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Borui bowed and saluted, then picked up the book on the desk and turned to leave.
In the main hall, only Murong Shun and the old man were left. Murong Shun turned his back to the door, slightly melancholy. His isolated back stood there, as if he had endless sadness. "Master, Father, did I really do something wrong?"
?It’s the first time I feel it’s so difficult to defend this world.”
"Your Majesty, you are too worried." The old man calmly picked up the purple clay pot on the table, poured a cup of tea, took a few sips, and then said: