"Children can be taught."

Zhang Zhengming smiled happily.

Because his purpose is exactly the same.

To put it simply, one is a good person and the other is a bad person, working together to assist His Majesty!

"But teacher, have you really decided to do this?" Song Gongwen calmed down a little and spoke in a heavy tone.

Once this happens, the teacher will not only contradict His Majesty at every turn, but also choose to ignore it even if the decision is right.

And he still needs to devote some of his mind to promoting him as a student.

In short, it means risking everything to help others.

This is no longer as simple as being a lonely minister.

It's a gamble on a century's worth of posthumous fame.

Song Gongwen thought.

If it were you, would you be able to do this?

"As I said before, I am old and there is a limit to what I can do."

Of course Zhang Zhengming knew what the other party was thinking, and he persuaded with a smile: "Now that your Majesty has grown up and is ambitious, what he lacks is prestige, and you are still in your prime. I don't have much energy to deal with the stubborn problems of the imperial court.

"But you are different. You are still in your prime now and have a lot of time and energy. I believe you can do better than me."

"My move can build up your majesty's prestige and make you better able to succeed me. Why not do it?"

Take over with me...

Song Gongwen was shocked when he heard this.

Because that sentence shows that the teacher has regarded himself as his successor...

As a student, of course you must learn from your teacher and work harder to serve Your Majesty!

Immediately, without any hesitation, he stood up and said, "Student, you will definitely live up to the teacher's trust!"

"Very good, the teacher saw you right!"

Zhang Zhengming nodded.

But soon, he seemed to have thought of something: "To put on a show, you have to do a full set. I believe that the fact that you came to see me today will spread throughout the capital soon. I will order people to spread false news, saying that you are here to follow the trend."

, you want to get my blessing and support, but you get scolded by me, how about that?"

After hearing this, Song Gongwen's eyes immediately lit up and he couldn't help but said: "The teacher is still thoughtful."

As long as this false news spreads, my behavior today will be perfectly explained.

Even if there is an open conflict with the teacher in the future, no one will suspect it.

That's why he felt that the teacher was thoughtful.

"But..." At this time, Zhang Zhengming frowned and said solemnly: "Because of me, I'm afraid you will be under a lot of pressure in the future."

I want to be a lonely minister and a bad person. In the future I will not only oppose His Majesty, but also oppose Song Gongwen everywhere.

He knew very well that his own influence might be nothing to His Majesty.

But for this student, it was completely different.

The other party is not welcome in the court.

Now that we are being targeted again, the road ahead will be very difficult.

If you were an ordinary person, this kind of pressure might be unbearable.

"Students have nothing to fear!" Song Gongwen immediately said: "Teacher, you have sacrificed your posthumous reputation to build prestige for His Majesty and pave the way for your disciples. If you can't bear this pressure, the students are not worthy of being your students!"

His words were serious and sincere. He was just under some pressure.

In comparison, it is nothing at all, it pales into insignificance.

"Very good, the teacher saw you right!"

Zhang Zhengming was very happy, and he couldn't help but feel a little pride in his heart, and then said: "From now on, you and I, the master and the apprentice, work together, openly and secretly, to assist Your Majesty and help the great Wei Dynasty!"

"Yes! Teacher!" Song Gongwen bowed and performed a standard Confucian disciple's ceremony.

Zhang Zhengming is happy because he feels that he has new goals in the future and has the best successor.

Song Gongwen was happy because he was recognized by the teacher and could truly achieve his goals in the future.

At this time, the master and apprentice also looked at each other and smiled.

for the rest of the time.

They are finalizing various details of future plans and what they will do in the future.

Until it was slightly dawn, Zhang Zhengming looked at the sky and said: "Okay, it's not late. Although we don't have to go to court today, but you haven't been home all night, your wife should be worried. Go back."

"Yes, teacher, the students will be excused now." Song Gongwen nodded.

With some reluctance, he left Zhang's house.

Understand myself and the teacher from now on.

They are obvious enemies.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable, instead he was very happy and looking forward to it...

After Song Gongwen left, Zhang Zhai's maid also walked in quickly: "Master, you have worked hard all night, it's time to rest."

The little maid spoke with a little worry in her voice. Others didn't know it, but she knew it very well.

My husband is already old, but he has to take care of state affairs on weekdays.

So there is simply not enough time to rest every day.

I stayed up all night again yesterday. If I continue like this, how will my body be able to bear it?

However, Zhang Zhengming gave up and said softly: "Wait a little longer, I still have some things to do."

After saying that, he ignored the little maid's reaction and left the inner hall on his own.

Just wearing that old fur coat, stepping on the thick white snow outside.

We arrived at the small house at the far end of the house.

Zhang's house is not big, and there is only one owner, so there are not many rules.

But this is the only cabin that no one is allowed to enter, so no one knows what is inside.

After Zhang Zhengming entered the house, he first lit a few oil lamps for lighting. When all the lights were turned on, everything in the house was clearly visible. It turned out to be...a mourning hall!

The mourning hall is small and the decoration is simple. There is an incense burner on the table against the wall in the middle.

It's just that the spiritual tablet is covered by a piece of fine red silk. I don't know who it is.

Judging from the neat appearance above, you can tell that Zhang Zhengming often comes here.

He composed himself and then slowly moved forward.

Uncover the red satin.

On the spiritual throne, it was clearly written: The position of Emperor Shizong Jing of the Great Wei Dynasty!

Emperor Shizong was the father of Wei Yunyi and the first emperor of the Wei Dynasty!

At this time, Zhang Zhengming's eyes suddenly heated up, and without hesitation, he knelt down directly facing the spiritual throne: "I am a commoner, and I worked hard in Beiyang. Fortunately, I was appreciated by the late emperor. I bent down several times to visit Chen in the countryside. I shed tears of gratitude. Only

Repay it with death!"

"I thought that although His Majesty is talented now, he has no independent opinions on major matters. I am afraid that I will betray the trust entrusted by the late Emperor."

"Now that I heard the official document, I know that His Majesty has great ambitions and plans to create great achievements for the ages. I am filled with joy."

"Your Majesty has this ambition, and I am grateful for the kindness of the late emperor, so I will definitely risk everything to help your Majesty."

"With the help of great talents and official documents, we can make the Wei dynasty dominate all other countries."

"In this way, even if a hundred years later, I will still be able to smile and see the late emperor with dignity!"

After saying this, Zhang Zhengming straightened up, but he was already in tears.

The reason why he shed tears was not only because he knew that His Majesty has great ambitions, long-term vision and strategies, and he can live up to the late Emperor's entrustment.

Also because he has found a successor who is even better than himself. He knows that as long as this continues, maybe in a few years, the Wei Dynasty will become the most prosperous dynasty in the history.

Therefore, how could Zhang Zhengming not be excited and excited?

And after describing the feelings in my heart.

He took a deep breath, stood up, lit three more incense sticks on the late emperor's memorial tablet, and left the mourning hall with a smile on his face.

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