When Jia Cong returned to Rongguo Mansion, he first went to wander around somewhere else, and finally went to Jia Huan's courtyard. At midnight, he was reading a book. Jia Huan was leaning on the kang and watching two little girls playing Go, cracking melon seeds in his mouth.
Jia Cong was unhappy when he saw how comfortable he looked, so he kicked him and complained: "I ran all the way from the south, and I became tired and thin, but you feel at ease."
Jia Huan looked him up and down and said, "Don't worry, I have to run back and forth ten more times to barely be fatter than me."
Jia Cong glared at him, sat on the couch and leaned over, covering his face with his right hand: "I'm really exhausted."
The two little girls hurriedly came forward to say hello to Jia Cong, and knowing that they would have something to say, they all left.
Jia Huannai said: "I didn't tell Situ Pan."
"Um?"
"He didn't agree." Jia Huan said, "He said that it is absolutely forbidden to discuss political affairs. Even if the land occupied by the princes is occupied by foreign countries, we cannot discuss political affairs."
Jia Cong muttered: "Old-fashioned! Not enlightened!"
Jia Huan took two sips of tea and said, "Since you're here, I'm not a strong lobbyist, so go ahead and talk about it." After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear Jia Cong's voice. When he turned around, he saw that this guy was asleep.
He could only curl his lips, yawned, and said, "No wonder I heard people say that I feel sleepy when I see others sleeping." He also fell asleep right away.
Suddenly, Aunt Zhao came back from outside and saw the two little brothers snoring loudly. She complained and called the little girl to come in and smooth them out. Then she hugged the quilt and covered them with her. Jia Cong didn't even have dinner that day.
After eating, he slept on the imperial concubine's couch in Jia Huan's room until dawn.
The next day, the two brothers went to the Taiping Escort Bureau to discuss matters all morning; in the afternoon, with no other choice, Jia Cong forced his horse to go to the Lin Mansion.
Lin Hai has been idle in the mansion since he returned to Beijing. Fang Xiong gave him a Hanlin bachelor's degree, and he did not go to the Hanlin Academy to take up a job. After Jia Cong returned to the mansion yesterday, he sent someone to report the news to Lin Mansion and Su Mansion, so Lin Hai guessed this
If the boy doesn't come today, he will come tomorrow. When the disciple came to report that "Master Cong of Rongguo Mansion is here," he snorted and pretended to sit in front of the case and read a book.
Jia Cong came in with a playful smile, but when he saw the old man, he stopped smiling. He frowned and shouted, "How come you have so many white hairs after we haven't seen him for a few months?"
Lin Hai originally wanted to give him a meal, but when he heard this, he immediately forgot about it. He dropped the book and sighed: "How old am I? I already have gray hair."
Jia Cong said angrily: "There were so many in the past! They all suffered so much in prison! One day I will kill that old boy named Liu Tong to vent my anger!"
Lin Hai glanced at him.
Jia Cong giggled twice: "Um...actually the scenery in Hengwuyuan is pretty good. There is really nothing I can do about drugging the gentlemen."
Lin Hai was still angry. He sighed and stroked his head and neck: "It's hard for you too. It's just that forging the imperial edict must not be done again in the future. Even if the emperor is nowhere to be found, the power of God is still there."
If someone else said this, Jia Cong would have rolled his eyes, but it turned out to be Lin Hai. He could only say: "We didn't say it was an imperial edict, we only coaxed him. He must think it is."
Lin Hai shook his head: "I know you are brave...that's all."
Jia Cong made a face, saluted solemnly, and then said: "Sir, what are your plans for the day? Why don't you go back to Taiwan with me? I just want to relax and see Sister Lin. She is very busy."
It’s tight.”
Lin Hai asked: "What is Yu'er doing over there?"
Jia Cong said: "The Taiwan government has many disadvantages. The best thing is that there are a lot of wastelands. She is responsible for building roads, building Hong Kong, and building workshops. They are all great things that benefit the country and the people. She complains all the time about the lack of labor.
."
Lin Hai was surprised: "She is in charge of construction matters? Where is Jia Lian?"
Jia Cong said: "Brother Lian can't manage so much by himself! Uncle, it's very easy to get through one term, but it's much harder to turn a desolate place into a prosperous place. No one is idle. We are all still
You are young, my father is also careless, you can help us find out what we are doing inappropriately, after all, he has been a minister."
Lin Haidao: "Tell me what you are doing."
Jia Cong then smiled and talked about the affairs of Taiwan government as much as he could, boasted about it, and encouraged it as much as he could. It would be as good as a paradise. At the end, Jia Cong said: "Uncle, I don't know how.
I guess I can't bear to part with this house. A home is where I have relatives. It would be great to be with Sister Lin. Besides, it's not like I won't go back to Beijing in the future."
Although Lin Hai didn't explicitly say whether he was going or not, it was obvious that he was already tempted.
After hanging around for another day and meeting a few people he had to meet, Jia Cong put on a moon-white scholar's robe and a scholar's scarf and came to Feng Ziying's house.
It was rare for Feng Ziying to see him like this, and she was a little funny. After looking at him for a long time, she said: "It seems that he has lost a lot of weight. It's just autumn now. What's the point of holding a fan?"
Jia Cong displayed the folding fan: "This is called comprehensive packaging, pretending to be polite! I wanted to get the goose feather fan, but I thought it was too boring for everyone to take the goose feather fan."
Feng Ziying said: "Why don't I see everyone holding a goose feather fan?"
Jia Cong said: "Everyone who pretends to be an expert wears a goose feather fan. Probably the one that the goose hates the most is Zhuge Liang."
Feng Ziying said with a smile: "What are you doing pretending like this?"
Jia Cong bowed to him and said, "The student would like to trouble Mr. Feng to introduce the virtuous king Qian Sui to the student."
Feng Ziying looked at him for a long time and said, "What are you doing?"
Jia Cong said: "Touch the dragon and talk about the Queen Mother of Zhao. Zou Ji ridiculed King Wei of Qi. I hope there will be another one in the history books of Qi in the future. Jia Cong advises the wise king Pan."
Feng Ziying saw that what he said didn't sound like a joke, so she looked at him again and said, "That's it, let's see what you are causing trouble."
Feng Ziying changed her clothes and led Jia Cong to Prince Xian's Mansion.
Situ Pan also found it funny when he saw Jia Cong looking like a Confucian scholar. He took a closer look and said, "He looks like a scholar."
Jia Cong bowed his hand to him and said, "The wise king is a thousand years old. I have a word of advice for you."
Situ Pan said: "If it is a matter for the kings to discuss politics, there is no need to talk about it."
Jia Cong said: "Two thousand and four hundred years ago, there was a great sage in Western Greece named Aesop. Mr. Aesop once told a story. The lion went to the creator God Zeus and complained: 'I am so powerful that I can dominate all beasts, but I am afraid of them.
The rooster crows! What a shameless face.' Zeus said: 'You have a brave heart, the rooster crows is nothing but a trivial matter, so why not be afraid of it.' Then he sent it away. The more the lion thought about it, the more shameful it felt, and he simply wanted to die!
At this moment, he met an elephant on the road. He saw that the elephant kept shaking its ears, and he asked curiously: "Brother Elephant, what are you shaking your ears for?" The elephant said: "Although I am a huge creature, I am most afraid of small insects getting into my ears." The lion saw the big thing.
Even elephants are afraid, and bugs are worse than roosters. I suddenly realized that being afraid of roosters was not so shameful, so I gave up my desire to die and ran away happily."
Situ Pan smiled and said, "What do you mean by this?"
Jia Cong said: "This story tells us a truth. Everyone has shortcomings. It is right to face up to shortcomings. Don't refuse to admit it just to save face."
Situ Pan asked curiously: "Why do I refuse to admit my shortcomings because of my face?"
Jia Cong said: "Isn't His Highness unwilling to admit that he is not the emperor, but just an ordinary prince like the King of Wu, King of Shu, King of Qi, etc. When it comes to the orthodox succession of the throne, King Chen is the most upright and upright one.
That one, even King Lu holds the title of the eldest son of the Supreme Emperor. As for this little saint in the capital, how is he different from King Lu? King Yan is a thousand years old."
Situ Pan was stunned: "Why don't you admit it? I am not the emperor in the first place."
Jia Cong said: "There is a piece of big cake that originally belonged to the boss. The guys are all hungry and want to share it. The boss doesn't want to give it to the guys, and the guys want to eat it more and more." He paused and said, "
The discussion of political affairs by the kings is to give the princes and kings the right to participate in the government. If you are the princes and kings, you will be eager to have this happen, just like a clerk who wants to eat the boss's pie. If you are the emperor, you will not want your brothers, nephews, and nephews to participate in the affairs of your country.
It’s a matter of family dominance. King Yan is a thousand years old, you are not the emperor, you are the king of the vassals. River management and imperial examination are all things that cannot be avoided. If you don’t take advantage of the fiefdom and happen to be near the capital, you will just hold a position in your hand.
Little sage, in the past, all river management matters were presided over by the capital. In the past, all scientific examinations were held in the capital, so that all the scholars in the world were used to coming to the capital for examinations, etc., and they would be the first to preside over these matters. Believe it or not, in two years there will be
Is the prince next to me presiding over it?"
Situ Pan frowned.
"Most scholars in the world take the imperial examination for the purpose of becoming an official, not for loyalty to the emperor. Those who really take the imperial examination for the sake of loyalty to the emperor will not be loyal to you, the virtuous king. King Yan is a thousand years old, and you cannot be an official for many people, because
Your land is only so big. If you don’t believe me, just wait and see. If King Wu and six other princes join forces to hold the imperial examination in two years, will more people come to take the exam with you or more people will take the exam elsewhere?" He took a breath.
, took a sip of tea, and said, "Admitting that you are a prince is like a lion admitting that you are afraid of roosters. It's no big deal. Are you still giving up these easily obtained benefits just for the sake of face? Now all the princes are
You are busy winning over the hearts and minds of the army and the people. When they stabilize and slow down, they will immediately think of establishing your authority and fame. When the time comes, they will rush to do all the things you don’t want to do. My lord, if you don’t take advantage of this now, I’m afraid it will happen in the future.
You can't take advantage of it. You can't take such a big advantage - as the saying goes, the general trend of the world is that if it unites for a long time, it will divide, and if it divides for a long time, it will unite. The world is already divided now, and there will be a day of unity. Who will unite the world in the future is not important.
Name means strength. During the Three Kingdoms period, Liu Han's world was divided into several parts, but the Sima family was finally unified. Because their family was the strongest. How come Liu Biao, Liu Zhang, Liu Yu, and Liu Bei never succeeded? They weren't
Is it even more famous? It’s not that the Sima family has stolen the foundation of the Cao family, and the Cao family is the strongest. Anything that can strengthen one’s own family is a good thing.” Jia Cong stood up and bowed to Situ Pan,
"This is all I have to say about my later life."
After a long while, Situ Pan said, "Let me think about it."
Jia Cong nodded: "I hope the prince will think twice." After saying this, he rubbed his neck and said, "I am exhausted from talking so seriously."
Feng Ziying said from the side: "Where is the seriousness? It's the same as usual, but sitting in a serious manner is really true."
Jia Cong made a face.
Situ Pan sat for a while and then said: "You just returned not long ago, why did you come to the capital again?"
Jia Cong said: "My sister is pregnant. I'm afraid that the doctors and midwives in Ping'an Prefecture are not very skilled, so I want to find some good ones in Beijing to send to her."
Situ Pan said with a smile: "The brothers in your family are amazing. They all think so highly of my sister." On the one hand, he didn't know whether to be grateful that Ping'an Prefecture was not divided among the kings or to regret it. The lucky ones were the Gao family and the Jia family of Ping'an Prefecture.
With good friends and relatives, there is no doubt that the Jia family is on his side. Although Ping'an Prefecture is not in the land of Yanzhao, it will be his own territory sooner or later. Unfortunately, if it is in the hands of his brothers and nephews, he will fight in the future.
If a war breaks out, it can be easily conquered.
Jia Cong said: "Why don't we think so little of our brothers? We are all born with the same flesh and blood. You are the only one who doesn't value our brothers."
Situ Pan's face darkened, Feng Ziying coughed a few times, opened her mouth to speak but had nothing to say.
Jia Cong sighed: "My lord, don't feel sorry. This is not something you are born with, but it is still something you are born with."
Situ Pan glanced at him and picked up the tea bowl: "What do you have to say?"
Jia Cong said: "People are born to love their flesh and blood, and the emperor's family are also human beings, so this is innate."
Situ Pan took a sip of tea and put down the tea cup.
"And everyone loves power, and this is also natural. There are too few people who are born not to love power, and most of them are either smart, lazy, or too incompetent - pretending that they don't love power, in fact, they are incapable of getting power."
Situ Pan and Feng Ziying both smiled calmly.
"The emperor has the greatest power in the world, and even his brothers and sons are in charge of it. However, this power can only be held by one person and cannot be shared." Jia Cong gave a high-five, "This power is too big and too tempting. Who can get it?"
Don’t you want it? Women from the emperor’s family are not very ambitious, so they don’t want it. All the men from the emperor’s family want it, so don’t you want it? Men are different from women. Women value love, while men value profit. Therefore
, The innate love for power will make the men of the emperor's family abandon their innate love for flesh and blood. This is also innate."
Situ Pan was silent for a long time after hearing this, and asked: "Do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"
Jia Cong shook his head and said: "Students believe that everything born is neither good nor bad. Most people will promote good and eliminate evil. But what promotes good and eliminates evil should be something that can be promoted and removed, that is, something that can be changed.
. Most of the things that are born cannot be changed. Assuming that sunny days are good and rainy days are evil, how can we promote good and eliminate evil?"
It took Situ Pan a long time to understand what he meant, and said: "You mean, the emperor's family's lack of love for their flesh and blood is as unchangeable as sunny and rainy days? Doesn't the Tian family cherish their flesh and blood?"
Jia Cong shrugged: "There are women who have no ambition, men who are both smart and lazy, and men who are too incompetent."
Situ Pan fell silent again after hearing this.
Jia Cong waited for a while and then said: "There is another thing that men want, that is, 'name'. Those old Confucian scholars always said 'name is justifiable' over and over again, as if this matter was really important. In fact,
Ever since Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, became the first generation of British rulers, the 'justifiable' succession of the throne has not been important at all." He shrugged, "Whether it was at that time or later generations, Li Shimin was praised a lot when he was mentioned. Who cares how he came to power?
!Whether Li Jiancheng was a good person, whether he died unjustly or not, and whether he was talented or not is not important at all. As long as Li Shimin was good to the people, managed the country successfully, and left a peaceful and prosperous era," he paused and said with a smile, "He Li Shimin,
He is the Eternal Mingjun!"
Feng Ziying applauded after hearing this.
Situ Pan nodded repeatedly: "Good boy! Wait for me here."
Jia Cong said: "The matter has come back again. Prince, what matters is strength. Without strength, everything is in vain."
Situ Pan sighed: "I already know what you mean. I'll think about it again."
Jia Cong nodded and said: "Let's leave it as it is. I've said everything the students can say. Does the prince know where there is a good doctor?"
Situ Pan said: "Of course it's Taiyuan Hospital."
Jia Cong's eyes lit up: "Can you please come out of Beijing?"
Situ Pan smiled and said: "Why do I, the king, have no such ideas and skills?"
Jia Cong was overjoyed and bowed to Situ Pan repeatedly: "Thank you, Your Majesty! You are so kind!"