In the cabinet, there are only three cabinet masters on duty today. Except for Jiao Fang on duty last night, he went back to thank him early in the morning. In the cabinet, Liu Jian, Xie Qian and Li Dongyang are the three of them.

There was no major court meeting today, so it was quite leisurely. After reviewing some memorials, Liu Jian began to feel a little tired and asked Li Dongyang and Xie Qian to go to the ear room to have tea.

The clerks handed over the tea that had already been prepared. Beijing was already a little cold now. Xie Qian had an old problem and would inevitably cough as soon as the weather was cold. So Liu Jian ordered people to bring two firewood and put it at Xie Qian's feet. Liu Jian smiled and sipped the tea, and began to talk about some gossip. The three of them were old ministers left by the late emperor. They had been working together for more than ten years and had been familiar with each other. They were still friendly to each other, so they got together, not just talking about official duties, but also talked about some interesting things that were heard.

Originally, Li Dongyang was talking about the strange things that happened in the east city of Beijing, saying that a baby was actually leading a cow to sway across the city, and everyone was surprised. However, Xie Qian suddenly said: "Ye Chunqiu recently wrote a poem, which was mentioned by a disciple of me from Nanjing to write a book."

When he heard Ye Chunqiu, neither Liu Jian nor Li Dongyang spoke.

Xie Qian slowly thought: "Xiaozhu is temporarily at ease, worrying about the past alliance..."

After reading this, neither Liu Jian nor Li Dongyang showed any interest. This kind of poetry is very ordinary, but it is not shocking.

Xie Qian read a few more words, but still did not make Liu Jian and Li Dongyang interested.

At this time, a smile flashed through Xie Qian's eyes and continued: "It's not my intention to be a marquis, I hope the sea waves will be peaceful."

The last sentence...is a bit embarrassing.

but……

Liu Jian couldn't help laughing: "Hey, most scholars nowadays are like this. They always intend to make poems about worrying about the country and the people, not wealth. I have seen such people too many times, but they just look like a noble man who is indifferent to fame and fortune. Unfortunately... It's the Ming Dynasty, not the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but everyone wants to imitate the character of the Wei and Jin scholars."

Liu Jian said something, Li Dongyang and Xie Qian both smiled.

They are not those scholars who are dizzy at any time. After all, they have been ups and downs in the officialdom for so many years, and have never seen any such people or things. They have seen many poems that claim to be worried about the country and the people. Ye Chunqiu's poem is indeed quite shocking in conjunction with his behavior, but they have seen even more people who deceive the world and steal reputation than Ye Chunqiu.

Liu Jian's poem about the Wei and Jin dynasties was considered to have established the nature of Ye Chunqiu's poems.

It’s just a matter of fame. People in the Wei and Jin dynasties like to talk and love their own feathers, which means that there are so many so-called masters and gentlemen.

The same is true for Ye Chunqiu, but the methods are different, and the essence is no different.

Liu Jian doesn't like such people who have different words and deeds. His daily hard work has long troubled him. He knows that the hardships of government cannot be dealt with by such a boastful person. Such a person can win applause from a mouth, but if he really wants to become an official, he will probably not be able to do so.

Xie Qian smiled. He didn't agree with Ye Chunqiu's behavior. Of course, this was quite related to his disciple who was far away in Nanjing. Student Deng had already compiled a book to report some of the situation in Hangzhou. It was nothing more than that people from the Dusi had investigated and dealt with. In addition, he would inevitably mention Ye Chunqiu. Anyway... he didn't like it, and he couldn't say any reason.

On the contrary, Li Dongyang was more objective, but Li Dongyang had always been very thoughtful, and his expression on his face was not consistent with what he thought in his heart, so he smiled with a smile.

"Mr. Liu, no matter what, it is not my intention to be a marquis. I hope that Haibo is peaceful and is actually outstanding. After all, he is a young man. There is no need to blame him too much. I..." Li Dongyang stroked his beard and smiled: "At this age, I am afraid that he is more arrogant than him, so don't blame him."

Liu Jian was drinking tea, and the old god said, "I am not blaming Ye Chunqiu, but I think there are more people in the court and the country who have different words and deeds, but fewer people who can be consistent. There are more people who talk big, but few who are willing to keep their feet on the ground. Ye Chunqiu can suppress the Japanese, which is luck, but the memorials on the side of the victory are really a bit sensational. I was shocked when I saw it, Ye Chunqiu looked like three heads and six arms." Speaking of this, Liu Jian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have seen such things in history, but it is actually not surprising. It is just a good contribution, and it has become a play."

As he was speaking, an eunuch said, "Your Majesty asks the three masters to enter the warmer pavilion to discuss."

Liu Jian and the other two looked at each other.

The sun came out to the west. When the prince first ascended the throne, he was imitating the former emperor's two dynasties in one day. After less than half a month, he said that he lost his father and felt sad. So he changed to one day and one dynasty. As a result, in the second year of Zhengde, it became another two dynasty. Now it is even more unreasonable. Every now and then, he said that his old illness recurred. At first, there was a reason, but later he simply stopped looking for reasons and hid in a disagreement. He was so willful.

It was an unprecedented event that he took the initiative to invite Liu Jian and others to go to the Warehouse to discuss politics today.

Liu Jian cheered up and showed relief and said, "Oh, great, Binzhi, Yu Qiao, let's go to the saint."

The three of them hurriedly walked to the warm pavilion. Liu Jian was a little overwhelmed and was helped by Xie Qian into the warm pavilion. Sure enough, he saw Zhengde wearing a crown and wearing a sky crown on his head. He sat up and waited with energy. The three of them bowed. Zhu Houzhao said cheerfully: "The three masters don't have to be too polite, please sit down quickly. Well, my foot disease has been healed a little in the past few days, and I am worried about the three masters. These days, the three masters have been sharing my worries for me and allowing me to recover from illness..." Zhu Houzhao paused here, and a hint of crampness flashed through his eyes, because he saw that the three masters were worried, as if they were worried about his condition, so he couldn't help but feel proud. No matter what, I was still quite smart, and all three masters were deceived by him.

He continued, "Now that I have been generally cured, it is time to meet the three masters."

Liu Jian smiled and said, "It is a blessing that your Majesty is healthy in the dragon body." He paused: "Your Majesty has not been to the court for a long time. Although the country has been in peace recently, it is still..."

Zhu Houzhao immediately wanted to yawn, and he hurriedly said, "Master Liu, it's better to discuss things one by one." While he said, he took out a letter: "It's really rare to discuss this first today, it's too rare. You'll understand after reading it."

Liu Jin carefully took the letter and sent it to Liu Jian and the other two for circulating.
Chapter completed!