Wei and Jin cooks

Xun Fan was half lying on the bed. When he saw Zhao Hanzhang and the little emperor coming in, he lifted the quilt and was about to get off the ground. The people on the left and right hurriedly supported him to kneel down. Zhao Hanzhang and the little emperor both took a few steps and quickly stepped forward to stop them.

Zhao Hanzhang was very strong, so he took Xunfan's hand and pulled him up, then pressed him down on the bed, "There is no need to be polite, Your Majesty. The master who is working hard will feel uneasy when he salutes even though he is injured."

The little emperor nodded repeatedly, yes, yes, he would be uneasy, "Master, please lie down, I and the general are worried about your health."

He looked at his thigh with a curious look on his face, "Is Taifu injured on his leg?"

Why is the injury on the leg so serious?

The generals were slashed on their bodies during battles, and even Zhao Hanzhang was injured. Why didn't anything happen?

As the little emperor's teacher and uncle, Xun Fan knew what he was thinking at a glance, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I'm getting older, and I can't stand just being chopped on the leg."

Zhao Hanzhang: "There are many blood vessels in the thigh. If the artery is injured, it is indeed dangerous."

The little emperor just wanted to see the wound.

Xun Fan quickly glanced at Zhao Hanzhang, and quickly reached out to cover the quilt, his old face turned red, "Your Majesty, I am fine now, thanks to the great general who sent the imperial doctor..."

Although the little emperor really wanted to watch, his character was destined not to make things difficult for others. Seeing Xun Fan resisting, he put down his hand in disappointment.

When Zhao Hanzhang caught a glimpse, he stood up and said, "Your Majesty has been free from schoolwork during the period when the Tutor left. Since we are back today, why don't we give him some schoolwork and give him some homework?"

Xun Fan instantly understood that Zhao Hanzhang was giving him some time alone with the little emperor. He was so moved that he quickly bowed his head in response.

Zhao Hanzhang nodded to the little emperor, turned around and led the ministers out first. Just as the imperial doctor arrived, she called the imperial doctor to the main room to ask about Xun Fan's injury.

Ji Yuan, Xia Houren and other court officials followed, but they couldn't help but turn their ears back to listen to the conversation of the three uncles and nephews in the main room.

Zhao Hanzhang left with his ministers, and everyone in the Xun group became excited and quickly found excuses to send away the servants around the little emperor.

The others responded, but Dong's servant refused to move. At the same time, he gave Xun Zu and Xun Fan a warning look.

The general is so generous, so don’t push yourself too far. He has specially made room for you to whisper. Do you still dare to plot something private?

Dong's chamberlain looked at the emperor.

The little emperor didn't want Chamberlain Dong to leave. He just wanted to have some personal words with his two uncles, but he didn't want Zhao Hanzhang to be suspicious, so he said, "Let Chamberlain Dong stay and serve."

Xun Zu was in a dilemma, and Xun Fan suddenly said: "Tai Zhang, go to the study to get a letter for me, and put it in the Analects of Confucius on the rightmost shelf of the third row of bookshelves."

Xun Zu was stunned and looked at the little emperor, not wanting to go.

Xun Fan gave him a warning look, "Go quickly, that's the homework assigned to His Majesty."

Xunzu had no choice but to retreat.

He didn't know what his brother wanted to say to the little emperor, but he still asked his confidants to guard the doors and windows so that no one could come near.

After the Xun group left, Dong's chamberlain also bowed slightly and stepped aside to wait. This position was very mysterious. He could hear their conversation, but not hear it very clearly. Moreover, there was a gauze curtain in front of him, which was half blocking Xun's conversation. The feudal lord and the young emperor could hardly see Dong's servant, which gave Xunfan and the young emperor a sense of security.

But Chamberlain Dong could see the two people on the bed with just a slight glance.

Those who can serve in the palace for a long time must learn to hide themselves, but not completely and know nothing.

The little emperor opened the quilt and looked at the injury on his thigh.

The wound was covered with a soft linen cloth, and medicine had just been applied underneath. The wound was a little red, and the meandering needle holes and threads connected the flesh tightly together, as ugly as a centipede.

The little emperor's eyes were hot, and he choked with sobs and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xun Fan covered the cloth, pulled up the quilt, and said softly: "I was only stabbed once. I heard that the general had not only sword wounds and knife wounds, but also arrows. That's the pain in the tarsus."

The little emperor wiped his eyes and said: "The general is indeed of great merit and ambition. If it weren't for her, the Jin Dynasty would have been destroyed two years ago. Even if my uncle makes me the king, I am afraid he will be the king of the country."

Xun Fan sighed, took the little emperor's hand and said: "Your Majesty has always been more transparent than the ministers and others, but it is the ministers and others who cannot let go, which is why your Majesty has always been in danger."

The little emperor looked at Xunfan in surprise, wondering why he suddenly said this.

Xun Fan grabbed him, glanced at Dong's chamberlain who was hiding behind the gauze curtain, and asked in a low voice: "If your majesty is allowed to give up this supreme position and just become a rich man, will your majesty be willing?"

The little emperor's eyes lit up and he asked, "Second uncle, have you figured it out?"

According to his ideas, he didn't want to ascend the throne and be the emperor. Even if he ascended the throne, Zhao Hanzhang defeated the Huns the year before last and gave up the position to her when the north was stable.

But he couldn't make the decision at all.

He can't decide whether he should be the emperor or not. He can't even decide what to eat for three meals a day, let alone his own life.

Because he gathered his two uncles' old ministers, officials from Zhao Hanzhang's line, and neutral courtiers, they all sat in that position with him.

But only those who actually sit in that position know how hard it is. At present, the little emperor has not discovered the benefits of being an emperor, and he has not enjoyed the glory and authority that an emperor deserves.

Xun Fan was finally willing to take a step back. The little emperor couldn't help but burst into tears. He held his hand and nodded repeatedly, "I am willing, as long as my second uncle can save my life."

Xun Fan lovingly wiped his tears and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid. The general is kind. As long as you don't do anything that harms the country, she will treat you well."

The little emperor nodded repeatedly and said in a low voice: "She is pretty decent."

Xun Fan couldn't help laughing, nodded and said: "Yes, she has good face. In this position, good face is better than shameless. Even for the sake of face, she will treat His Majesty well, not to mention, what she is doing now , not just good noodles.”

The little emperor's eyes were full of doubts.

Xun Fan said softly: "She asked Tai Zhang and Zeng Yue to pick me up and send us back to Luoyang safely, not for power, but to show her virtue to the ministers in the world and advocate the virtue of faith. Your Majesty has learned When we get to the Book of Han, we should know why Qin II died."

The little emperor hesitated for a moment but then shook his head and whispered: "Master, I really don't know this."

Xunfan sighed and said: "Qin was too heavy on the law. The people had the system but did not obey it. The people's hearts were not united. This was caused by neglecting virtue. Therefore, as soon as the first emperor died, the world was in chaos. His descendants did not have his ability. , cannot suppress the tigers and wolves in the world, and does not benefit future generations, so governing a country should not just strengthen the law, but also govern with virtue."

"Government based on virtue is like the North Star. It lives in its place and is supported by all the stars. Now Zhao Hanzhang is the North Star." No one can shake her, this is virtue. We can’t compare to her, so we might as well let go as soon as possible so as to find a place for Your Majesty.”

The little emperor didn't understand half of what he said, but he understood the second half, so he asked tightly: "How to let go?"

Xun Fan whispered: "With the solar eclipse in February and the heavy rains in March, your Majesty issued a sinful edict and gave up the throne to her."

He said: "She will definitely refuse when the time comes. Your Majesty, don't be afraid. Wait two or three days before issuing a letter of abdication. The remaining ministers will come to help you and they will definitely find a place for Your Majesty."

The little emperor agreed, feeling the anger that had been building in his chest and feeling extremely happy. After he became the emperor, he no longer had to go to court early in the morning or catch up on schoolwork until late at night.

Xun Zu came back with the letter and handed it to Xun Fan with both hands.

Xun Fan took it, opened it, glanced at it, and handed it to the little emperor, "Although the decision has been made, Your Majesty still has to do your homework. This is the homework I assigned you before leaving the capital. Alas, I was worried and afraid at that time. You were bothered by state affairs and were in a bad mood, so you put it away and did not go up. Now that I am back, your Majesty can send someone out of the palace to ask questions at any time if you don't understand anything."

The little emperor lowered his head and looked at the dozen or so questions on the paper, as well as a series of articles that he was assigned to memorize. He felt that his eyes were darkening. He was about to abdicate. Why did he still study so hard?

It's not that Xun Fan didn't notice the little emperor's dislike of learning, but he had no choice. As an emperor, this was what he had to learn.

He also knew that he was approaching the critical point. He vaguely knew that this was Zhao Hanzhang's plan, but he didn't know. Did she want to crush the little emperor from the beginning, or did she want to test whether he could withstand the pressure and become a wise king?

No matter what Zhao Hanzhang's initial thoughts were, after two years, not only she saw, but Xun Fan also saw that the little emperor was not a qualified emperor, let alone a smart and wise king.

Even the civil and military officials could see it.

Zhao Hanzhang had never threatened the emperor and had always been respectful to him. Under such circumstances, he could not withstand the heavy pressure. How could he possibly seize power from her in the future?

That's why Xun Fan did not dare to hand in these lessons to the palace before setting off, for fear that the little emperor would be overwhelmed by the lessons in his absence, and he would be beyond his reach if he made mistakes.

"Your Majesty, don't be afraid," Xun Fan said with a gentler voice than before and said with a smile: "Take it into the palace and think about it slowly. You can also read the list of books listed above slowly. Don't be in a hurry."

The little emperor felt better now. He reached out to take it, folded it and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Xun Fan had nothing to say and looked at Xun Zu, "Go and invite the general."

Xun Zu agreed and said to the little emperor: "Your Majesty, would you like to move to the main room to drink tea?"

The little emperor also felt that he had been in this room for too long. It would be bad if someone misunderstood that they were conspiring. He quickly got up and said to Xun Fan: "I will personally go to invite the general and listen to the imperial doctor's judgment."

Xun Zu sent the little emperor out and when he was about to cross the threshold, Xun Zu stretched out his hand to support the little emperor. The little emperor looked up at him in surprise.

Xun Zu blinked at him and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, this is for your own protection."

The little emperor used the cover of his wide sleeves to touch the cloth bag he had stuffed in. He touched a corner of something hard and there were small round things on the side. He pinched it and his eyes were slightly bright, like pearls.

As for money, the little emperor still likes it very much.

Zhao Hanzhang was very poor, and the treasury was also very poor.

She has never been one to live in hardship herself and tighten her belt to make the emperor comfortable. Basically, when she suffers, she will pull the little emperor to suffer together, in the euphemistic name, sharing the difficulties with the country.

The name of this country is Jin, and there is no reason why the regent lives a miserable life while the emperor of his employer lives in luxury.

Therefore, since the little emperor ascended the throne, his diet has not been as good as when he was a prince.

Although people in the palace dare not treat him badly, if he has money, he can let people buy things from outside the palace and bring them into the palace to prepare delicious food.

Could that big, hard piece be a gold brick?

The little emperor stuffed the bag inside and happily went to the main room to see Zhao Hanzhang, "General, I have finished chatting with the Taifu."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, are you relieved?"

"I'm relieved, I'm relieved. The master is fine. Where is the doctor? I wonder when the master can go to the ground?"

The imperial physician stepped forward and replied: "The line can be removed in three more days, and then you can walk as appropriate depending on the recovery of the wound."

He said: "The Taifu did not hurt any bones. The biggest problem is excessive blood loss. To replenish blood, we need to rely on internal regulation."

The little emperor hurriedly said: "If you need any medicinal materials, just come from the palace."

The imperial doctor responded.

Zhao Hanzhang saw that time was almost up and today's goal had been achieved, so he planned to say goodbye to Xun Fan, calm his mind, and then lead the young emperor back to the palace.

So everyone followed Xun Fan to his hospital bed again. Yu Hong had many good friends, and Xia Houren was one of them. He hoped that Xun Fan would intercede for Yu Hong's family, so he hurriedly said before Zhao Hanzhang got up to leave. : "General, Yu Hong's plot to assassinate an angel is naturally a serious crime, but his family is innocent, so please forgive his family, General."

Xun Fan also hurriedly said after hearing this: "General, Yu Hong only has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son is only fourteen years old. He is at the age of studying and has no knowledge of these things. Although Yu Hong has committed a heinous crime, please don't harm your family." ."

Zhao Hanzhang did not force it. She pondered for a moment and then nodded, "I will let Yuan Li review them and pardon them after confirming that they are completely innocent."

Xun Fan believed in Yuan Li, but he was also afraid of Yuan Li's methods. He quickly said: "This matter is of great importance. Please ask the general to send the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple and Yushitai to handle the case."

Zhao Hanzhang agreed, and when he was about to get up, he remembered: "The Taifu once recommended someone to me to be the emperor's companion. Is that person Yu Hong's son?"

Xun Fan blushed instantly, lowered his head and said, "Yes, he is the second son of Yu Hong, who is about the same age as your Majesty."

Zhao Hanzhang saw that his old face was red and thought that he was ashamed for mistaking Yu Hong. He quickly comforted him and said: "You know people, but you don't know their hearts. Besides, people can change. Yu Hong was so unintended by the Taifu, and we didn't expect it." Yes, Master, there is no need to blame yourself."

Xun Fan opened his mouth but was speechless.

How was he going to tell Zhao Hanzhang that the emperor's companion he had recommended was not worthy of his name?

The really smart one is actually the book boy next to them, whose father is a servant?

Zhao Hanzhang looked at the fire with insight and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why, is there any inside story in Yu Hong's case?"

"No."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, stood up and left.

The little emperor also quickly stood up to follow him. His movements were a little louder, and there was a slight collision sound. If it were someone else, you wouldn't be able to hear it if you didn't listen carefully. But to Zhao Hanzhang's ears, it was almost like a symphony. She turned her head to look at his Sleeves, feeling displeased, "What is in your Majesty's sleeves? Don't break it."

She thought she was sincere, but Xun Fan didn't return the favor?

Is there anything that cannot be progressed openly and openly, but must be passed on quietly?

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