On the day after the death of Saint Kong, Jia Cong coaxed Yan Shenggong to decide to go to Yan State to take advantage of the situation. Liu Xiaoqi patted Jia Cong on the shoulder: "You have not yet used up your good tongue."
Jia Cong said with a smile: "It's actually very simple. Just like fighting, you need to find the opponent's weakness to attack first. Kong Yunxian, Mr. Wu and King Qi are all very concerned about it, but I know some information that they don't know, so they will listen first.
I said, of course, the main credit is that King Qi paid attention to other people's ancient books."
A few people moved to Kong's house to stay overnight. Others paid it back, and Shen Zhimo was considered half a Confucian. Although he didn't show it on the outside, he was quite excited in his heart. He led the photographer around to take pictures, and even got involved.
Many people from the Confucius family took a group photo, including the uncle who saw the allusions in Kong Yunxian's poems at a glance.
There were many rumors about Jia Cong. Kong Yunxian saw that he had an easy-going temperament, so he tentatively asked whether it was true or not. Jia Cong had been fooling people since he was a child, and he was familiar with the roads. The amount of information was so overwhelming that the children's brains could not keep up, and this young man was completely confused.
Curiosity aroused. Jia Cong didn't know the rules, so he touched his head and neck casually and said: "Often boys at your age can climb walls and trees and do anything. You are too quiet. This is very harmful to the body and bones.
Okay. The same is true for my eldest brother, Zhu, who passed away in his twenties. The Duke of Yansheng did not live long, probably because he had too few activities. In fact, your father is still young, and he has time to start exercising from now on. If this continues,
He probably only has a life expectancy of more than forty years."
Kong Yunxian had already coaxed him and quickly asked: "How to exercise?"
"It's easy to run and do exercises." Jia Cong thought for a while, "When I go to the capital, I'll ask the imperial doctor to take my pulse and learn some aerobics like Wu Qin Xi. The old man of the Zhang family has returned to Beijing. He is best at standing in for others.
He also helped me take care of my father's health. Otherwise, my father would have indulged in sex and drank too much. It doesn't matter whether he is here or not. My Uncle Lin has been in charge of the Jiangnan Salt Class for many years for the Supreme Emperor.
, became ill due to overwork, and even the imperial doctor said it was difficult to save, and it was also a disease he considered." Nai casually said, "Uncle Lin should have been twenty-six years ago...or was it twenty-seven years ago? It's been so long that I can't remember.
He was donated to the Yangzhou City Museum. With his current appearance, he will have no problem living to be a hundred years old."
Kong Yunxian trembled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "May I ask the name of Mr. Zhang? Who is he?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "The old man's name is preceded by the word "you" and the next is "zishi". He is also a Confucian scholar, and his son is Zhang Yuan, the governor of Guizhou."
Kong Yunxian thought for a moment: "Life is not determined by life and death? Can it be changed by living people?"
Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "The book of life and death is not static. When people change, the book of life and death will also change. People who should have died due to accidents met a savior, people who should have died of illness met a good doctor, and they should have been wronged.
Anyone who dies can change the book of life and death when they meet a detective. I have changed the lives of many people in my life. Also, if someone can persuade the evil people to change their ways in time, the innocent people who should have died at their hands can be
Living, they themselves should have died in Caishikou, and their life span can be extended. Everything is connected. A butterfly flapping its wings in Qufu may cause a tornado in Texas, North America."
Kong Yunxian nodded and said: "I see. No wonder your "Yanjing Weekly" often contains sentences like 'I have no control over my destiny'."
Jia Cong was pleasantly surprised: "Young Master, do you still want to read that?"
Kong Yunxian smiled and said: "There are indeed many good articles."
Jia Cong sighed softly: "Guiding people to do good is the best of all good things. But this is beyond my ability. My nature is to kill, and the number of people saved by me is small compared to the number of people who died because of me.
It can be ignored. Therefore, I highly respect those who can lead people to do good. For example, my uncle Lin Hai. The newspaper he ran in Taiwan educated an entire generation. Now that he has returned to Beijing, his apprentices are still here
Educate the next generation. "Yanjing Weekly" was also established under his guidance. It is unimaginable that if he died early, who else could make those newspapers so good." He looked at Kong Yunxian and said, "I see.
, Duke Yan Sheng is also a good person. A good person allows himself to live a long life and has a great impact on the world and future generations. This in itself is a great act of kindness. There are too few truly good people in the world, and I cherish every one of them."
Kong Yunxian made him feel excited as he spoke, saying: "It is a blessing to all the people that the prince has this intention."
Jia Cong said without humility: "I am just a blessing to all the people of our country. Compared with foreign countries, I am a relative of the devil."
After the two of them finished talking, Kong Yunxian went to see his father.
Duke Yansheng happened to be in a good mood. Jia Cong told him that he had borrowed the name of Zhou Ji, the leader of the Malay Kingdom in Nanyang, and Duke Yansheng undoubtedly had it. The officials sent by King Qi just now talked in circles and wanted to know General Kong Yunxian
Who was he going to see when he called away? At first, Yan Shenggong only hinted at it with various allusions. How could the official read as many books as Yan Shenggong? He couldn't understand one analogy, and still couldn't understand another one, and he turned red with anxiety.
Finally, Duke Yan revealed: "He is the foreign ruler." The official was startled. Duke Yan looked quite happy.
The Confucian father and son did not know that Zhang Yuan was a donated official. Since Zhang's father was a Confucian scholar and he was now a second-rank official, he accepted the imperial examination as an official by default. Moreover, they were all laymen in the field of medicine.
I heard that he had extended Lin Hai's life span to twenty-sixty-seven years, so he immediately placed him on the list of "miracle doctors." With the help of a miracle doctor with Confucian origin, he would surely live a hundred years. The two men were instantly convinced of their own lifespans.
Confidence is doubled.
In addition, Jia Cong's words of "leading people to good deeds" were so sincere that Yan Shenggong secretly guessed: This person must really be the descendant of the great god of the Santan Haihui. Because he has the order of the Emperor of Heaven to kill overseas, it is difficult to save all sentient beings; he is partial to him.
Originally a disciple of Taoism, he could not hide his desire to help people, so he wanted to use good people in the world to guide people to do good. With this in mind, Yan Shenggong trusted Jia Cong to become the emperor.
Three days later, Duke Yan Sheng told his clan that he was going to Yan State. Most of the people in the clan objected. Naturally, Duke Yan couldn't say that he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to protect his own ancient books, so he publicized the "miraculous doctor Zhang Youshi".
Said: "Our family has not lived long for generations. This miracle doctor Zhang actually has the ability to reverse fate and change the book of life and death. I don't know which immortal came down to the world. The old man Lin, the Minister of Hubu, was already seriously ill, so he was forced to save him.
, and now he is healthier than ordinary people." Not only Duke Yan Shenggong of the Kong family has a short life, but many others also have a short life. After hearing this, they all agreed immediately. They said that they hoped Dr. Zhang could prolong the life of Duke Yan Sheng, but in their hearts
They all hoped that if this person really had that ability, he would look back and see for himself.
This incident spread like wildfire. The magistrate of Qufu and the officials sent by the King of Qi to borrow books were both shocked, and they came to try to stop them. However, the excuse given by Yan Shenggong was too good, and they couldn't stop people from seeing the doctor, right? Their family
It is obvious that generations will not live long. The two people racked their brains but could not find a way to prevent him from going. They were so anxious that they were anxious. After passing for a while, the two decided to send people to the Prince of Qi's Mansion to see the Prince of Qi.
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The theory goes that the man set out in the morning and should have returned in the afternoon with the order of King Qi, but he waited for two days and still didn't come back. Duke Yan Shenggong and his legitimate son Kong Yunxian packed their luggage and decided to leave on an auspicious day. It was true.
With no other choice, the Qufu County Magistrate decided to make the trip himself.
He hurried to Prince Qi's Mansion and saw many courtiers noisy at the door waiting to be summoned. Suddenly he heard someone shouting "Master". The Qufu County Magistrate saw that it was the clerk he had sent. He hurriedly stepped forward and scolded:
"Didn't I tell you to go back quickly? What have you been doing these past few days?"
The clerk smiled bitterly and said: "What else can I do with my humble position? I am here asking for an audience at the gate of Prince Qi's Mansion every day. Sir, look at what kind of official robes these people are wearing. How can little people like us get in?" The county magistrate turned around and took a look.
Those gentlemen, their official robes are really too shabby...
In just a few days, the state of Qi has been in turmoil. Master Lu investigated the case of Bagua Village and found out a large group of officials and His Highness. As soon as Master Lu started to secretly investigate the Fengrao Rice Store run by an outsider, he received a report from someone unknown.
They said that the owner was a member of the Cui family. The Cui family naturally denied it. Then the third uncle, General Ouyang, was almost poisoned to death. A suicide note written in the name of General Ouyang was found from the assassin. The handwriting was actually the same as that of the Cui family.
General Ouyang is generally the same. If we check again, General Ouyang's subordinate who sent guns and cannons to Lao San was actually bribed by others with a large sum of money and has nothing to do with General Ouyang himself. It turns out that Mr. Zhou Ji guessed right again, General Ouyang is
Being framed and taking the blame, suspicion naturally fell on the Cui family.
Mr. Lu just said, "Check out the Cui family more quickly," when several elders suddenly appeared from his own family and told him: "The Cui and Lu families have been friends for generations. Let them handle the affairs of the Cui family by themselves."
The next day, the Cui family sent a respected old man to see Mr. Lu and sighed: "This matter was done by my family Cui Mian."
Mr. Lu was confused: "Isn't Cui Mian the father-in-law of His Highness the Fifth? Why would he help His Highness the Third?"
Mr. Cui said: "Your Highness the Fifth Prince has secretly taken refuge with His Highness the Third Highness." Suiqi called out about twenty witnesses and sent a lot of evidence.
How could Mr. Lu not know that Cui Mian had to block someone else's knife again? But as an outsider, he had no way to do this. After sighing for a moment, he was about to visit Cui Mian, but then he remembered that Cui Mian suddenly fell seriously ill a while ago. Lu
The master sneered, fearing that the illness was frightening. But at this moment, one of his subordinates came in and replied: "I just got the news from outside. Master Cui Mian said that Mr. Zhou Ji of the Yan Kingdom sent him urgent medicine from Qufu.
He is already well."
Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Zhou Ji doesn't rub sand in his eyes, so he must have said something." He ordered the men to prepare their horses and go out.
As expected, Cui Mian not only denied all the crimes his family had committed against him, but also told him how his elder brother forced him to carry the vat for his younger brother. Mr. Lu
Qi said: "How can Brother Cui agree to such a serious crime?" Cui Mian sighed tiredly.
Co-authored by his son Cui Ju, he had an affair with a widow when he was young, causing her to become pregnant. However, the woman happened to be his sister-in-law, and because she was a widow in youth, she established a chastity memorial. Such a scandal should be punished according to common sense. But Cui Ju
They could not let their eldest son die, and the clan sister-in-law's in-laws were not willing to lose their chastity memorial, so they worked together to cover up the matter. Then the clan sister-in-law's family wanted the widow to die of illness, and Cui Ju made a big fuss when she found out. In the end, the clan leader
He came forward and told the public that his widowed sister-in-law died of illness, but in fact she sent him to a Taoist temple in the mountains to become a monk. The child was also born, and he is now a little Taoist priest. Although Cui Ju himself married a wife and took concubines, he had no children. The little Taoist priest turned out to be him.
Only flesh and blood.
Cui's direct descendants took Cui Ju's shortcomings and used them as a raft for the Taoist priests. Cui Mian was controlled by them in every way. He had suffered it once for others in his early years, and it would be difficult to be promoted in this life; he didn't want to have another one now.
Cui Mian, the older one, smiled bitterly and said: "Master Lu, I really have no choice but to do anything. The clan uncle of Xiaguan said a lot of things, basically telling him that my daughter was pregnant with the posthumous child of His Highness Five.
The official is not a fool! This crime is too big and involves death or rebirth. The official cannot bear it! Therefore, the official pretended to be sick in the past two days and closed the door to thank guests, just because he did not want to see the people in the clan - they have not yet
If you have made a confession with me, I will not do anything rashly." He shook his head, "There is no need to make a confession with me, I have prepared witnesses and material evidence."
After hearing this, Mr. Lu thought for a long time and asked, "I wonder what magic medicine Mr. Zhou Ji sent to Mr. Cui?" Cui Mian then told him the two fables written by ancient foreigners. Mr. Lu nodded and said, "Of course I am.
I believe Mr. Cui. Otherwise, I know Mr. Zhou Ji’s temperament. And he really has nothing to do with Qi State and will not help anyone. But... I believe it is useless. The witness evidence sent by the uncle of the clan is solid.
complete."
Cui Mian was worried: "The matter has come to this, either I die or he dies. The one who presented me with abundant rice a few days ago is the official."
Mr. Lu was slightly startled, and immediately stood up and bowed: "It turns out to be Mr. Cui. Thank you, sir."
Cui Mian hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "If I have done those things, how can I be the leader?"
Mr. Lu shook his head: "That is not much evidence, and it is difficult to convince the prince."
Cui Mian said anxiously: "Those evidences are all forged!"
Mr. Lu sighed: "If you, the Cui family, want to forge some evidence, it will be difficult for people to see the flaws. And none of the evidence was made recently." Cui Mian was stunned. Mr. Lu smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Cui,
The leader of the Ling family is really a character. He calculates defeat before he wins. He has prepared three groups of people, Li Daitao. The first group has already been sent to prison, and the second one is General Ouyang Tu. If he had not been assassinated, he would have been killed.
Even if you jump into the Yellow River, you can't get rid of it. If General Ouyang can't stop it, the third one will be you, Mr. Cui. All the evidence, even the witnesses, have been prepared from the beginning. They are impeccable."
Cui Mian was stunned. After a long while, he murmured: "Is it possible that God wants to kill me unjustly?"
Suddenly, someone outside the door shouted: "Father, I have a way!" Cui Ju pushed the door open and entered.
Cui Mian hurriedly said: "If you have any idea, tell me quickly!"
Cui Ju said: "Since they have prepared three groups of scapegoats many years ago, they have naturally prepared three sets of witnesses and physical evidence, right?"
Mr. Lu nodded: "Yes. General Ouyang found a lot of letters and account books in the secret room of his home yesterday. He didn't know who put them in."
Cui Ju snorted coldly: "Master Lu, do you still remember the excitement at the theater? Now that we have the letters, we can follow Mr. Zhou's method and count the letters that imitated the handwriting of my father and General Ouyang, and that's it.