I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Chapter 513

Chu He looked away and continued drinking tea.

After a while, Chu He said calmly.

"Go on."

Zhao Yu didn't know what Chu He wanted him to say, so he sighed and said.

"To say that I don't know at all, I can't admit it to myself."

"Before the incident, my father once asked me what I thought of Zuo Xiang."

"I thought it was my father who was paying attention to me, so I directly said that Prime Minister Zuo has faintly had a reverse trend in the past twenty years. If we want to ensure the stability of the court, we must continue to develop Wen Xiang's line, so as not to be influenced by Prime Minister Zuo. "

"Father asked me again, what should I do if the lineage of Wenxiang is too powerful."

"I replied directly, if Wenxiang is powerful, I can support those who followed the Zuoxiang lineage in the past but did not receive too much grace from the Zuoxiang, and use their hands to cultivate the forces that belong to the royal family but are biased towards the leftist. "

"In this way, this group of people can be used by my royal family, but they will not overly support Wenxiang. When the Zuoxiang falls one day, we can cultivate this group of people and cultivate them into the next batch of people who can compete with Wenxiang. civil servant."

"When I finished saying those words, my father berated me for being stupid and told me to get out."

"I didn't know what my father meant at the time. I just thought it was because I didn't think carefully enough, but I didn't expect my father to think of sitting on the tiger watching the mountain and not standing in line in advance."

Chu He didn't change his face when he heard this, but nodded secretly in his heart.

Zhao Yu is the eldest son of Emperor Daqian Zhao Yin, following what his father learned, it is normal to like Emperor Wang Quan.

The plan proposed by Zhao Yu is actually not at fault.

But the key point is that when Emperor Daqian raised this question, it was no longer the peacetime of the past.

At that time, Liangjie Mountain had entered the final critical period.

Emperor Wang Quan is useful in peacetime, but if in wartime, if you want to use Emperor Wang Quan to check and balance each other, you are courting death.

Even in a world without civility, at this time, the first choice of the emperors is not to let their subordinates check and balance each other, but to choose a more obedient side, let it grow stronger, first defend against the enemy, and then consider taking power.

In this world, the royal family is the representative of the common people and the shelter of ordinary people in peacetime.

But in the critical period, a powerful royal family is not as useful as a top-tier Confucianist.

So when Zhao Yin raised that question, what he wanted to ask Zhao Yu was not above the court, but between the human race and the ghost world, how would Zhao Yu choose.

Either choose Wen Xiang and live and die with the human race, or choose Zuo Xiang and directly enter the ghost world.

This is what Zhao Yin wanted to ask.

Zhao Yu didn't think of this aspect, or in other words, he didn't think of the choice of going into the ghost world at all.

Of course, it does not rule out that Zhao Yu is acting, pretending to be confused.

Chu He glanced at Zhao Yu and asked indifferently.

"Your father, Zhao Yin, turned to the left at a critical moment, causing all the mantras of our human saints to be destroyed, and causing our human race to lose two great Confucian scholars. Such actions are no different from rebels."

"Do you understand that?"

Zhao Yu was depressed and said in a low voice.

"I know."

Chu He continued.

"You have something in your heart, I can see it."

Zhao Yu raised his head, trying to force a smile, but in the end he spoke with an expression that looked uglier than crying.

"I... I'm dull, I don't understand, and I have nothing to say."

Looking at the seventeen-year-old boy in front of him, Chu He sighed inwardly.

He was only seventeen years old and hadn't learned anything yet, so his father would bear the title of a reverse species. Even if Zhao Yu could survive, he would definitely not be able to let go of such a shame. Living with a reverse seed on your back is sometimes worse than dying.

Such a crime, such an infamy, is a bit cruel for a seventeen-year-old boy to bear.

Chu He put down his teacup and spoke.

"What you said just now, I can see that you are not lying."

"Otherwise, I would have gotten up and left by now."

Chu He looked at Zhao Yu and said deeply.

"Zhao Yu, I am the Prince Taifu, your teacher."

"If you don't understand, but you still don't ask me, what's the point of my teacher?"

"Confucius has a saying, you can die after hearing the Dao in the morning, live with confusion and anger, or die knowing the Dao, which one do you choose?"

Before Zhao Yu could speak, Chu He raised his hand and said with a chuckle.

"I look above the history, there is a story."

"A former minister of Wu was framed by his political opponents just because of a single sentence. The emperor was incompetent, so he killed the minister directly."

"Is it appropriate for this minister to be murdered by the emperor's anger just because of a single sentence?"

Zhao Yu froze for a moment, then subconsciously spoke.

"Not suitable."

Chu He laughed.

"Because you said the wrong thing in front of me, you might offend Wen Xiang's lineage, and you will die, is it appropriate?"

Zhao Yu was stunned and did not answer.

After a while, Zhao Yu spoke slowly.

"Teacher, there is only one thing I don't understand."

"My father's decision doesn't seem to be wrong."

"He just wants to decide at the end of the day who is in a better situation and choose who to choose later. He just wants to save his life."

"He is no more than a sixth-grade talented scholar, and I am no more than a Confucian scholar. In this war, although we are the royal family, we have no choice at all."

"If you don't want to die, you can only make a choice at the end, we..."

"Did you do something wrong?"

When Chu He heard this, he chuckled lightly.

Zhao Yu looked at Chu He in confusion, half confused and half panicked in his eyes.

He didn't know if he would die because of these words.

Chu He did not draw out his long sword directly to kill him as he expected, nor did he look at him with disappointment and tell him that he was very disappointed in him.

Chu He just changed a more comfortable position on the chair and said with a smile.

"Zhao Yu, look at your clothes and tell me what clothes it is."

Zhao Yu lowered his head in confusion and spoke.

"Prince python suit."

Chu He shook his head in denial.

Zhao Yu's eyes became more and more confused, and he continued to guess.

"Silk satin?"

Chu He continued to shake his head.

"The blood and sweat of the people?"

Chu He still shook his head.

After the third time, Zhao Yu finally couldn't help asking.

"Teacher, I really don't know."