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The first thousand one hundred and forty-two eagles fear (2)(2/2)

So the emperor patiently said, "I will teach the grandson a sentence today..."

"Sir, please give me a message..." Liu Jin hurriedly bowed.

"What I saw with my own eyes may not be true..." The emperor said softly, remembering the scene when Luan Da performed 'spit' in front of him...

"What you hear with your own ears may not be true..." The emperor's eyes were blurred, and he remembered the so-called long live the mountain shouts he heard during his southern tour.

"Only power..." The emperor held the sword around his waist: "It's always true!"

Liu Jin listened, but he didn't understand.

When the emperor saw this, he smiled and said, "Grandson, please go back and think about it carefully, think about what happened today..."

"If you don't understand, come and ask me again. If you figure it out..." The emperor said lovingly: "There is no need to talk to me... Just show it to me!"

Liu Jin became confused.

Don't you understand very well why his grandfather linked what he's doing today with what he said?

What you saw with your own eyes? What you heard with your own ears?

What happened to him who saw with his own eyes today? And what happened to him?

A close minister of his father, Crown Prince Liu Ju, stopped him from entering the palace...

There is an alliance of ministers, and the minister Zhang Yi who intends to make things difficult for him...

There were even prime ministers and others who said, "The courtesy cannot be given to the common people, and the punishment cannot be given to the doctor."

This messy thing is like a mess crossing together.

Now that he heard my grandfather’s hint, Liu Jin became confused.

He kept thinking about these things, and after saying goodbye to the emperor, he walked around the Jianzhang Palace, thinking.

"Wang stop me..." He sat in a pavilion beside Penglai Pool, looked at the gradually desolate lake surface, his expression slowly condensed, and his brows gradually locked up.

This was the first strange place he discovered.

Previously, he thought the king and other ministers united to do something.

But now thinking about it, he knew that things were not that simple.

There are too many questions and too many questions.

First of all, if Wang really wants to stop him, he will not give him a chance.

As the attendant, he could have ordered the blockade of the Qingliang Hall. In the name of "The Emperor's Imperial Court", it was impossible for him, the grandson, to get closer to the Qingliang Hall.

so……

"Wang is acting?!"

"Or... did he do this on purpose for the orphans to see?"

"But what is the purpose? What is the motivation?!"

No matter how Liu Jin thought, he couldn't understand. Where was the reason why Wang, Zhao Chongguo, He Yi and others did this? What was the plan?!

There are also Prime Minister Liu Quqi, General Li Guangli of the Guard, Censor Baoshengzhi, Han Zheng Jinwu, and Huo Guang, and others. They used Jia Yi's theory to hold the banner of "If you can't punish the doctor, you can't give courtesy to the common people." What is the intention?

Liu Jin thought, his head was getting big!

Because he found that everyone's behavior was covered with a layer of fog.

It made him unable to see clearly or understand clearly.

Just at this moment, a young man jumped over the corridor on the opposite side of the pavilion.

The young man was only seven or eight years old, with a braid on his head and wearing a simple blue dress, but he said, "The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit. The king of thousands of vehicles, the marquis of thousands of families, and the king of hundreds of families are still suffering from poverty, let alone the people who are all households!"

Liu Jin's expression suddenly solidified.

He stood up and ordered to his left and right: "Whose young man is that young man?!"

A familiar person smiled and replied, "Report to your highness, this grandson of Sima Gong and Yang Yun, son of the Censor General Yang Gong! The Grand Historian likes his intelligence, so he keeps him around him, teaches his writing, and wants to pass on his robe and mantle!"

"So it's the grandson of the old lady's history..." Liu Jin sighed: "It's really a family of culture and education, and a child of scholars!"

"The world is bustling for profit... the world is bustling for profit..." He pondered the passage of words that Yang Yun was chanting, and felt like he had gained something in his heart, so he said to his left and right: "For the sake of the rituals and rituals, I sent an envoy to the door of Mr. Ma of the Taishi Company, saying that Gu Wen heard of Mr. He, and wanted to ask for things from ancient times to the present, I hope that Mr. He would teach him!"

Liu Jin remembers that when Zhang Yi was in Chang'an, he once said to him: "Using history as a lesson, you can know the rise and fall, using people as a mirror, you can know the faults..."

He really needs to find a mirror to look at himself.

It is also necessary to take a good look at history to learn about today.

He vaguely felt that he might not be able to rely on his father and grandfather anymore.

Because he grew up!

Have your own pursuits, your own ministers, your own power, and your own opinions!
Chapter completed!
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