novelonline Chapter 313 The Great Kindness
Chapter 313 The Great Kindness
Chapter 313 The Great Kindness
Zhu Di was thoughtful at this moment.
He thought about it for a long time.
In the past half a day, Yi Shiha has been extra careful, because Yi Shiha is very clear that when His Majesty is in such a moody mood, once he falls into deep thought, there must be some major issue that is difficult to decide.
Therefore, he had no choice but to pour tea and pass water on tiptoe, looking cautious.
Until noon, Zhu Di suddenly said: "Yi Shiha..."
"The servant is here." Yi Shiha said.
"Do you think Zhang Anshi is bold or timid?"
"Ah..." Yi Shiha was stunned, looking at Zhu Di dully.
Could it be that His Majesty has pondered for a long time, thinking about this?
I saw Zhu Di said indifferently: "He is indeed timid on weekdays, but the day before yesterday, I ordered him to escort the emperor's grandson to Beiping, but he suddenly decided to stay. It's really strange."
Yi Shiha took a deep breath.
As a matter of fact, the most important thing for a servant to know... is to observe words and expressions.
According to Yi Shiha's habit of serving Zhu Di for many years, he didn't think that Zhu Di asked this question to ask for his opinion.
Your Majesty is the Lord of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. It can be said that this country was brought down by him with a single shot. How could such a person have no idea about the matter, so that he came to ask a servant of him?
Then exclude all possibilities, and there will only be one truth.
That is, His Majesty already has an answer in his heart, but he is a little uncertain and just wants him, a bystander, to confirm it.
So Yi Shiha collected himself, and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that there is a kind of person who always cherishes his life like gold, because he knows that it is really impossible to take his own life because of certain things. But it is just such a person, he They will also think that there are some matters that are of great importance, as the saying goes, what a gentleman does and what he does not do, so he bites the bullet and wants to catch up, and refuses to retreat half a step."
Yishiha continued: "I want to come...in this capital, there is His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Duke Wei would not give up going to Beiping to escape. His Majesty loves Duke Wei so much, and His Highness the Crown Prince is even more like Wei Guogong." It is the same as the father and mother of the duke, if the slaves are changed, if the slaves are awe-inspiring to the duke, they will stay."
After Yishiha finished speaking, the hall fell into a deathly silence.
Yishiha was actually a little nervous in his heart, he didn't know if he had answered the correct answer.
But His Majesty didn't respond, but it made him more worried than nervous.
a long time……
Just when Yishiha was getting more and more anxious, Zhu Di's laughter came.
Zhu Di laughed and said: "You servant girl, it's not a matter of life and death to say cheap things now, so what's the use of saying that you are Zhang Anshi, so you can do whatever you want?"
Yishiha heaved a sigh of relief, he had a faint feeling that he got the answer right.
So he hurriedly slapped himself, and said: "Damn this servant, it's really wishful thinking, thinking about taking credit all day long."
Zhu Di stood up and said, "What you said is not without reason."
Then, he didn't say anything, but changed the subject and said: "Hurry up, let me keep an eye on the plague. Although we have found a way to prevent it, the most important thing right now is to be on the safe side."
Yi Shiha said earnestly: "Your maidservant has already ordered the Secretary of the General Administration, as long as the plague is involved, she will report it at any time, no matter it is day or night."
"Yeah." Zhu Di nodded in satisfaction.
But he was wondering in his heart, the horse lantern... what is it?
...............
In the counties of Taiping Prefecture, all the work has been carried out very quickly. Almost all the garbage has been cleaned up, places have been found, buried, medicinal materials have been distributed to each household, and the organized doctors are ready at any time.
Zhang Anshi was even worried about the shortage of manpower and food in Yingtian Mansion.
After all, Yingfu is a densely populated area, and once there is a gap, it is not a joke.
So Gao Xiang personally led a group of servants, raised a batch of food and money, and went to Yingtianfu for rescue.
Liu Bian, the magistrate of Yingtian Prefecture, was taken aback. In fact, he didn't have a good impression of Zhang Anshi. When he even reported the situation of the plague, he wanted to use the rumors in the market about the relationship between heaven and man to imply something about Zhang Anshi.
He never expected that at this time, Zhang Anshi would send money, food and manpower support when Ying Tianfu was at its worst.
At first, he thought that Zhang Anshi must have some kind of intention. After all, it doesn't make sense, this guy Zhang Anshi...has such kindness.
Scholars are always on guard against ministers who are lucky and sycophants, thinking that these people are naturally lacking in virtue.
Just like Wei Qing in the Han Dynasty, even if he beat the Xiongnu hard, and was low-key, even if he was assassinated, he would never care about the assassin.
Being cautious to such an extent still belongs to the ranks of lucky ones.
And Zhang Anshi is obviously far inferior to Wei Qing. Although he has a lot of credit, this guy doesn't have Wei Qing's good temper.
Just when Liu Bian wondered if there was a trick here, he learned that all the prefectures in Nanzhili and Taiping Mansion had sent servants, and they also sent some money and food according to the population concentration.
It doesn't make sense that people want to kill all the prefects in Nanzhili, right?
In fact, Liu Bian was already in a state of desperation at this time. Zhang Anshi's prevention strategy was easy to say, but he still had to use a lot of manpower and material resources.
Not to mention other things, just so much rubbish, recruiting a large number of doctors, and opening up a place for treating patients, the expenses here are enough for Liu Bian to find it difficult to raise money.
After all, the government's income and expenditure are roughly in balance. Suddenly there is an urgent addition, and it is obviously very difficult to raise money in a short time.
It's all right now, with the help of capable officials from the Taiping Mansion, it's a great help.
This is timely help!
Liu Bian thought that he had scolded Zhang Anshi a lot in his heart before, so he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed at this moment.
Immediately pulled Gao Xiang to express his gratitude: "Gao Shaoyin, it is thanks to you that Ying Tianfu can overcome the difficulties this time."
Gao Xiang just smiled, although he was tired, but doing things with Duke Wei, he had hope and a great sense of accomplishment.
So he said: "This is what it should be, watch and help each other. Wei Guogong specifically explained that Taiping Mansion and Yingtian Mansion live next to each other, so they should help each other with all their strength."
Liu Bian was speechless for a moment, couldn't help but his eyes turned slightly red, sighed, and said, "Ashamed, ashamed, hey..."
He said all this sincerely, and he didn't say anything ashamed, maybe it was a friend in adversity, or it was out of guilt for trying to make trouble before.
Then he cheered up and turned to say: "It's useless to talk more now, the most important thing is to cure this plague."
He relaxed in his heart, it was a matter of life and death, if the plague was not cured, many people would die, even himself might be involved.
What's more, there are countless dignitaries and dignitaries in Yingtian Mansion. If something happens to him, he, the governor, will definitely bear the blame, and even the Heavenly King and I will not be able to save him.
at the same time.
Ningguo Mansion.
A group of people led by Li Tuimo was stopped.
Li Tuimo turned back in dismay. In fact, when he was stopped, he didn't say much, just turned around and left.
But in Ningguo Mansion, when they learned that Li Tuimo and others were passing through the border, they were directly driven away by the local county magistrate. Jian Yi read the report and immediately showed displeasure.
"Hmph, it's his turn to make his own decisions?"
As a close friend, Wu Huan had read the memorial a long time ago.
Seeing that Jian Yi was furious, he smiled and said, "Mr. Jian, it's not that County Magistrate Li made his own claim, it's really... a last resort."
Jian Yi: "..."
Wu Huan said: "Mr. Jian, think about it. That Duke of Wei sent people around and sent money and food to various prefectures. Wasn't that clearly trying to tell the world that his Taiping Mansion can not only save itself, but also save others? Now the whole world Everyone looks at Taiping Mansion and Ningguo Mansion, but Wei Guogong is going around to buy people's hearts. This purpose is self-evident. Mr. Jian... Taiping Mansion and Ningguo Mansion, is it just a dispute between Duke Jian and Wei Guogong? Mr. Jian, success or failure is the survival of famous religions."
When Jian Yi heard this, he suddenly showed pain.
The survival of famous religion.
yes……
If it is said that he opposed Zhang Anshi at the beginning, it was only because of his own position.
He was born as an orthodox scholar, and he regarded famous teaching as his own life.
But now, he discovered... Now, this is not his life alone.
Instead, thousands of people are focusing their attention on him. Countless scholars, gentry in the world, everyone is pushing him.
Sometimes, he felt as if he was being pushed forward, even if sometimes he didn't want to, at least he thought that such means and methods should not be used.
But now, he vaguely felt that being as famous as he was, seemed to be a pawn.
The chess piece is settled, don't go back on your word!
Jian Yi said: "What should the common people do? If the plague comes, what should we do?"
"The plague was discovered in Yingtian Mansion, so it might not have spread to Ningguo Mansion." Wu Huan said calmly.
Jian Yi frowned and said, "Don't you make preparations in advance? Take precautions before they happen?"
"As long as the En Mansion gives the order, whoever will not rush to serve the En Mansion?"
Jian Yi said, "Where's the money and food?"
"If you do your best, there is always a way."
Jian Yi said: "Okay, one hundred thousand stone grain, seventy thousand taels of silver, four thousand strong strength, and three hundred medical households are waiting for orders."
"This..." Wu Huan seemed hesitant.
"how?"
Wu Huan said in embarrassment: "A few days ago, everyone enthusiastically donated food, and it was almost impossible to get rid of it."
Jian Yi said coldly: "This is because you want to reject Duke Wei's kindness."
"En House..."
"Now, are you in trouble again?" Jian Yi lost his patience a little: "This is what you call defending the famous religion? Isn't the survival of the famous religion just a matter of one action?"
Wu Huan said: "En House...why do you say that?"
"Hmph." Jian Yi also knew that it was useless to say it, so he could only snort coldly at this moment.
Wu Huan stood silently on the side, speechless, took a while, seeing that Jian Yi gradually calmed down, and then said: "Enfu... calm down, now, why do you need to be angry? Hey, the students should do their best."
Jian Yi also felt that what he said just now was a bit too serious, so he said: "It's hard for you. How about it, all the sages and gentry come to the mansion, and the old man has a talk with them in person, they all know the righteousness People who want to come... can also understand the difficulties of the government."
Wu Huan said: "What the En Mansion said is true, the students should contact them now."
As Wu Huan said, he hurried away.
Jian Yi stood up, got up, and put his hands behind his back. He had a preoccupied look on his face, and felt that he was a little out of breath.
But... Thinking of the Taiping Mansion, he couldn't help but start giving himself a boost.
At least, he believed he was right...
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Zhang Anshi dragged his weary pace and finally returned to his home.
These days, because of the plague, he was running around almost non-stop. The affairs in the mansion, because all the officials of Gao Xiang went to the mansions to help, finally fell on Zhang Anshi.
It was only then that Zhang Anshi realized how difficult those trivial matters were. After finally getting rid of the matter at hand, he finally had time to go home and have a look.
After all, he didn't go back these days, so he really missed Xu Jingyi and her son.
Besides, this is also a special period. Although there is no bad news from the family, he is still a little worried.
When I got home, I saw people up and down in the mansion, and they responded to the call and were cleaning over and over again.
This made Zhang Anshi feel relieved. The most important thing for this kind of thing is that everyone is willing to believe and cooperate. Clean up your home.
After making sure that his wife and children were well, he was really tired, so he went back to the dormitory and fell asleep.
When he woke up, his eyes were still sleepy, but he saw a little man sitting beside his pillow, with dark eyes, staring at him without blinking.
Seeing Zhang Anshi opened his eyes, he grinned, stretched out his little hand, and touched Zhang Anshi's face.
Seeing that he seemed to be staggering, Zhang Anshi didn't care about his tiredness, so he turned over quickly and held him by his arms.
Standing at the head of the bed was Xu Jingyi, Xu Jingyi said: "I didn't want to disturb you, but Changsheng is always crying, but if I put it here with you, he will be obedient."
Zhang Anshi said: "That's it."
While speaking, he touched Zhang Changsheng's tender little hand.
Xu Jingyi looked at her son, smiled softly and said, "He likes you."
"No." Zhang Anshi looked at Zhang Changsheng and said, "He's afraid of me."
"I'm not afraid of you, but I'm still smiling so happily."
Zhang Anshi said: "I don't know my own kind? It's because of fear that I want to be happy. The instinct to survive is engraved in the bones of people. He must be afraid of me, that's why. "
Xu Jingyi was angry and funny, and couldn't help but said: "As a father, how can anyone think of his child like this? It seems that this child was picked up."
Zhang Anshi proudly said: "You don't understand that, it's because you are your own that you know how deep he is."
Zhang Anshi got up to wash, ate something, recovered some strength, and walked around the yard with Zhang Changsheng in his arms.
Seeing that the sun was rising, he handed his son back to his wife, and told his wife to give birth at home, so he hurried to Qixia to be on duty.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Yao Guangxiao had been waiting for him for a long time.
Seeing Yao Guangxiao, Zhang Anshi was a little apprehensive: "Master Yao, what's wrong with you?"
Yao Guangxiao sighed and said, "Greed is guilty."
Zhang Anshi: "..."
Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhang Anshi without saying a word.
Zhang Anshi said: "Master Yao, you have to control yourself! If the six sense organs are not clean, how can you practice Buddhism well?"
Yao Guangxiao showed a look of disappointment, but he pulled himself together and said with a slight smile, "I'm just joking with you. I'm here this time because I have something to do."
Zhang Anshi didn't feel relaxed at all, and hurriedly said: "Please enlighten me."
Yao Guangxiao became serious: "The last time I heard you say that kerosene lamp is very magical, the poor monk thought, when the plague is over, Jiming Temple can hold a Dharma meeting at night, it is best to choose it when it is raining. This lamp is hung on a pole, ordinary people can't see clearly from below, and they don't know the reason for this lamp, you say..."
Zhang Anshi couldn't help crying and laughing: "Mr. Yao, are you thinking about this every day?"
Yao Guangxiao said straightforwardly: "The poor monk doesn't dare to think about other things."
Zhang Anshi smiled and said, "That's true, it's just that...after kerosene lamps become popular in the future, everyone will see through Jiming Temple's trick."
"That's for the future, this time, that time. The poor monk feels more and more that the more you fiddle with those things, the more the Buddhism will decline in the future. Sooner or later, the great cause of the Buddha will be lost in your hands."
"What's that?" Zhang Anshi said, "Don't pin everything on me."
Yao Guangxiao shook his head and said: "The poor monk's predictions are never wrong. The poor monks don't know about the people in other places, but don't the poor monks know about the people in Ming Dynasty? There are fewer difficulties, no disasters and no difficulties, sooner or later the Buddha will starve to death."
Zhang Anshi didn't know whether to laugh or cry again: "It's not certain, let's not worry about what will happen thousands of years later."
Yao Guangxiao still did not forget the purpose of his visit, and asked, "Will you give me the lamp?"
Zhang Anshi was also bold, without any hesitation, he said: "Here, I will send it to you after I have made a hundred lamps. Then you will play tricks and people will come to the door. Don't confess me."
Yao Guangxiao's face softened, but he said coldly: "After finishing these things, the poor monk is going to Ningguo Mansion."
"Huh?" Zhang Anshi asked in surprise, "What are you doing there?"
"I want to accumulate a little virtue." Yao Guangxiao's expression turned serious, and he said, "This time I'm not joking. The poor monk has a premonition that something might happen to Ningguo Mansion."
Zhang Anshi frowned: "Not to mention that there is Mr. Jian there, no matter how bad it is, it won't go anywhere."
Yao Guangxiao shook his head: "You still don't know how sinister people's hearts are. When people become bad, they can really eat people."
Zhang Anshi said: "Since that's the case, why do you still want to go?"
Yao Guangxiao took a deep look at Zhang Anshi, and then said: "The poor monk said that he really wanted to accumulate some merit, hey..."
As he said that, he stood up, showing a complicated look, and then, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Zhang Anshi's face: "Duke Wei, Duke Wei...you have to go on this road."
Zhang Anshi looked incredible and wanted to say something.
But before he could say it, Yao Guangxiao said, "Amitabha, Amitabha. Remember the relics, remember the relic towers."
Saying that, without waiting for Zhang Anshi's reaction, Shi Shiran walked away slowly.
Zhang Anshi: "..."
Communicating with some people is indeed a painful experience, such as Yao Guangxiao, it gives people a feeling... This guy has a hundred eyes, you can never guess what he means.
When you think he is greedy, he suddenly seems to have righteousness.
But you think he looks like a monk, but he turns his head so that you want to strangle him to death.
"What a weird monk." Zhang Anshi sighed.
One month has passed, and the situation in Taiping Mansion has gradually stabilized.
Although some patients occasionally appeared, but... because of the rapid isolation and careful treatment, and the fact that the plague could not spread quickly, people gradually did not take the plague seriously.
But even so, more than 100 people died, and the most serious one was still Ying Tianfu, who died more than 300 people.
But this is the best result.
It seems that all of a sudden... the world has returned to peace.
In the Jiming Temple at dawn, Yao Guangxiao changed into a patched monk's robe, leading an old monk with a worn-out burden on his back, and followed him slowly.
On weekdays, the little novice who took care of Yao Guangxiao hurriedly caught up: "Master, where are you going?"
Yao Guangxiao turned his head, facing the dawn, he showed a rare smile, and said, "Go to hell."
The novice could not understand, but he knew that the monk robes lined with silk material that Yao Guangxiao wore on weekdays were all folded and placed in his own interpretation room.
This time, he went down the mountain wearing only a shabby monk's robe.
The monk said: "Master, I will go with you, you wait for me, I will clean up..."
"No need." Yao Guangxiao turned his head, stretched out his hand to touch the little novice's bare head, and said with an unusually gentle expression, "You, be obedient, be obedient, and... don't give me my key at will. Others, you will only give the key when someone comes to the palace, and the key box...is the poor monk's wealth and life, do you understand?"
"Master, why didn't you take me with you today." The little novice felt a little uncomfortable and was about to cry.
Yao Guangxiao said: "Because you are too young, you will have to recite the scriptures for a lifetime in the future. You obediently listen to your uncles. By the way, don't trust your uncles. In this world... don't trust anyone, you Recite your own scriptures, do your own things, and cultivate your own Buddha."
Wiping away his tears, the little novice asked, "Master, doesn't he want me?"
Yao Guangxiao smiled calmly, and continued to say softly, "Don't cry, be good."
The little monk hesitated to speak.
Yao Guangxiao turned around, and immediately walked towards Zhaoxia's direction.
He walked very leisurely, and the old monk behind him, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a worn-out bag, followed suit.
The little novice stood there blankly, looking at the master who had raised him for five years, his back became farther and farther until it disappeared.
He was ignorant, a little suspicious, and always felt as if...something was going to happen.
Finally, he said loudly, "Master, when will you be back?"
Yao Guangxiao's voice faintly seemed to come from the sky: "I am here every day, in your heart. Cry you a bird, go back and read the scriptures."
(End of this chapter)