My historian is dying every day

"The emperor wants to kill this official, and this official has nothing to say." Wen Yanzhi still knelt there solemnly, looking quietly at the void ahead, as if looking at the green bricks and green tiles in the courtyard, or reflecting the green bamboos leaves.

In short, not fear.

That unyielding and unyielding appearance reminded Qi Yu of the non-flowering tree under the porch in the backyard of the imperial study.Nianniankong pays his green body to the most uninhibited wind in spring, and waits until autumn is shaken, and when it is over, he has nothing left.

Qi Yu looked at him, and said, "You really are an idiot, I'm afraid you are really dead, and I don't know why I died."

Wen Yanzhi suddenly turned his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be lit up with stars: "The emperor knows about Qin Shangshu's grievances?"

Qi Yu evoked an unkind smile: "How do you know it's a grievance?"

"Qin Shangshu is a loyal person," Wen Yanzhi's voice raised, "Qin Shangshu will never—"

"How absolute is it?" Qi Yu interrupted him, looking straight into his eyes with sharp eyes, "You have only known Qin Wenshu for a long time, and you already know who he is? You wouldn’t come to the capital if you didn’t take part in the first prize, so how much do you know about the court officials?”

Wen Yanzhi was stunned, and stared at Qi Yu in a daze.

Qi Yu propped his elbows on the stone table, and said with a smile: "In fact, the historical records are also misleading. They always make those who are unwilling to think that they are Wu Zixu. If you bear the humiliation, you can 'be patient and get fame', but don't even think about it. Then Wu Zixu is a What's the end?"

——Father was slandered, Wu Zixu avenged his father and destroyed the state of Chu, dug up King Ping of Chu and flogged his corpse, as if he had taken revenge, but in the end, like his father Wu She, he died of the villain's slander and the king's distrust .

"Wen Yanzhi," Qi Yu continued, "The person who impeached Qin Wenshu back then was Peng Huaiqiu, the prime minister of the censor, and Zhou Bochong, the Minister of Dali Temple, supervised the investigation and collection of evidence. The document that copied Qin Wenshu's entire family was approved by the late emperor's imperial pen. They didn't think Qin Wenshu was wronged, so how could they allow you to call for him? Just because you questioned the late emperor's judgment today is enough for me to chop it down You got your head eight times."

Wen Yanzhi lowered his eyes, and slightly parted his thin lips dullly: "Then what are you waiting for, Your Majesty?"

It's like he still doesn't understand, nor is he afraid.

Qi Yu looked at him, as if he was looking at a stubborn stone, a piece of stupid wood, or a stupid roe deer that hit the south wall and didn't know how to return.

Why in the imperial study just now, did he feel that this idiot's life was so important that he had to come out of the palace to give him a lesson?He is just a single-minded bastard, so why not let him be tortured to death by those talented people in the court?

Instructing him like this, what are you waiting for?

Is it just because he finally waited for someone to tell him that there is hope for water control and peace?

Stepped into Kansai ten years ago, fought bloody battles in the yellow sands eight years ago, helped King Kang overthrow the deposed prince Qi Tan six years ago, won the hearts of the people four years ago, and ruined King Kang's plan to win the throne two years ago, and now inherits the great Tong——every day, he picks up a green lantern to criticize memorials, and looks frantically every day for a way to control the water. What has he been waiting for all this time?

Thinking about it, he wanted to laugh himself.

If it was said that all he was waiting for was to return the country to a clean, prosperous and stable country, would Wen Yanzhi believe it?

Or, in the eyes of this idiot, he is probably like the former emperor, just a foolish emperor.

So what?

Wen Yanzhi didn't wait for Qi Yu's answer for a long time, looked up, and saw Qi Yu was looking at him with clear eyes, smiling, as if he was laughing at himself kneeling on the ground, but also as if he was laughing at himself.

He is always smiling.

Wen Yanzhi drooped his eyes, his long eyelashes moved slightly.

"Forget it," Qi Yu sighed, gave up, and pointed to the porcelain bowl on the stone table, "Let's eat noodles first."

The noodles are made with a wooden utensil. Put the dough in the wooden trough and turn the handle next to the wooden trough gently, and the slender noodles will be squeezed out from the narrow wooden hole on the other side, very fresh.

Wen Yanzhi took out a wide-mouthed square bowl of Xuehuaci, took out the white noodles for Qi Yu, sprinkled with chopped green onion and fine salt, and respectfully placed it in front of Qi Yu.

Qi Yu looked at the noodles in front of him, the soup was so clear that he could see his own reflection in the soup, and there was really only chopped green onion, not a bit greasy.

He couldn't help asking himself again: Why on earth did I want to give up the dinner in the palace.

What's more, this idiot doesn't appreciate it.

Wen Yanzhi handed Qi Yu a pair of bamboo chopsticks, and then stepped aside and stood beside him.Zhou Fu, who had been silent for a long time, came over and wanted to check the noodle soup first, but Qi Yu waved him away.

——Wen's brain can't turn a few big turns, and you still count on him to kill the king.

——It is better to expect the old Goryeo monarch to have a child.

"You cook it yourself," Qi Yu pulled up the cuff of his black shirt, picked up the chopsticks, "don't worry about me."

Hurry back to the palace after eating, there are still memorials to read.

Wen Yanzhi said: "Emperor—"

"The matter of water control," Qi Yu raised his face, and asked, "Qin Wenshu taught you?"

Wen Yan was startled, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "Report to the Emperor, no."

Qi Yu took a bite of the noodles, "You figured it out yourself?"

Wen Yanzhi said: "Reporting to the emperor is... the proposal of the former minister of the Ministry of Industry. Qin Shangshu revised it, and the minister also drew the blueprint. It was originally intended to be presented to the late emperor."

"Oh?" Qi Yu paused with his chopsticks, "The former minister of the Ministry of Industry...Geng Pu? He has such ability, should I consider transferring him back from Zhenjiang?"

Wen Yanzhi lowered his head, "Your Majesty, it's not Lord Geng."

Qi Yu frowned, and thinking further, suddenly said:

"Fang Zhitong?"

This name, like a steel needle, suddenly poked fiercely in Wen Yanzhi's heart, he suddenly couldn't speak, and only reluctantly nodded.

After Qin Wenshu fell into disaster, all the officials of the Ministry of Industry accepted the "crime of ignorance" sentenced by Yushitai, and all officials were demoted to three levels. However, it was known that Tong, as the minister of the Ministry of Industry, directly participated in the case without evidence, but "crime of ignorance" was not. If it is more serious, he will be dismissed from office directly, and the court will never hire him.

After leaving Yushitai four years ago, Wen Yanzhi never heard from him again.

Qi Yu ate very quickly, a bowl of noodle soup bottomed out.He put down his chopsticks, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth, seeing Wen Yanzhi's expression froze out of the corner of his eye, thinking that he was thinking about his former colleagues, he said, "You probably think that the late emperor wronged many people."

Wen Yanzhi lowered his eyes, "I dare not."

Qi Yu was noncommittal, put away the silk handkerchief, "This is the truth."

Wen Yanzhi didn't speak.

"There are some things..." Qi Yu said slowly, "Often you know it's wrong, the emperor, but you have to do it."

He suddenly called out, "Winsher."

Wen Yanzhi bowed his head: "My minister is here."

Qi Yu said: "Now you are a historian, come and tell me, what does a good emperor look like in the eyes of the historian?"

Okay... the emperor?Wen Yanzhi was stunned.

In the ups and downs of the country, there are so many wise kings and virtuous lords who have opened up the territory and made great efforts to govern, but not all of them have a long history, and some even bear the infamy of the ages.

Wen Yanzhi said: "I don't know."

"I don't know either," Qi Yu smiled, "but I do know that a man who makes great achievements and fights for years is not a good emperor. He can't be called a real prosperous age if he indulges his relatives and relies on powerful ministers. I don't want to be a man who works hard The emperor of the people's livelihood does not want to be a cowardly emperor who climbs the high and attaches himself to the low. I just want people in the world to have food, clothes, enough to eat, and warm clothes. There will be no more wars on the border, even if it is only ten years, 20 years , so stable is enough.”

"Wensheren, be safe and secure, so you can plan for the future. Do you understand if you say so?"