Rise From the Humble

The sun has already set in the west, and there is no trace of afterglow left. The twilight is getting deeper and deeper, and the visibility is getting lower and lower.

In the dusk, the little animals become active.

There was a mantis standing on the eaves of Zhang's study room, waving its arms toward the sky in the dusk as if it were dead; behind the mantis, there was another mantis in the gap in the eaves, using the natural gap to hide itself tightly.

A yellow bird in mid-air, with sharp eyes, quickly flapped its wings, swooping down like a black-edged yellow arrow...

"Uncle..."

Just when the mantis was about to become the oriole's meal, a man's rich voice suddenly came from the study.

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The oriole was frightened and flew away with the delicious food in its mouth. The mantis stands on the eaves of the house, raising its arms and two swords in a majestic manner.

"Uncle, stop."

In the study room, Yang Jisheng raised the corner of his mouth with a sarcastic arc, and raised his voice to call Zhang Juzheng, who was excused to add wine.

"There's no need to add more wine, and Sheng won't drink anymore. Save it, what Sheng said will be regarded as drunken talk." Yang Jisheng pushed the wine glass aside and looked at Zhang Juzheng with a half-smile, meaning something.

"How could..."

After the excuses and perfunctory words were revealed, Zhang Juzheng's handsome and extraordinary face turned a little red, he made a haha, turned around and sat down.

"Uncle, don't beat around the bush, give me a happy word, and join me in this great event to eliminate the traitors in the country, help the world, and give the people of the Ming Dynasty a bright future, how about that?!"

Yang Jisheng stared at Zhang Juzheng with burning eyes and asked directly, not allowing Zhang Juzheng to be perfunctory.

Zhang Juzheng was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head to look at Yang Jisheng. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not answer directly. Instead, he said insinuatingly, "Brother Nian, Juzheng heard that it was not easy for Brother Nian to study for the imperial examination. He entered the official career and was elected to the military election of the Ministry of War today." It’s even more difficult to be an outsider in the department. Brother Nian..."

Both were disciples of the teacher, and both were appreciated by the teacher. Zhang Juzheng still knew about Yang Jisheng's life experience. In Zhang Juzheng's view, Yang Jisheng was born in a farming and studying family, and his family background was only a little better than that of Zhu Ping'an, who was born in Chaihu, a farmer's family. Just cut it off. A farming-study family means half-farming and half-study. The family background is better than that of a purely farming family, otherwise it would not be able to support half-farming and half-study.

When Yang Jisheng was young, his mother Cao died young, and his father made his concubine Chen her stepwife. This stepmother Chen was jealous that Yang Jisheng was smarter than her son Yang Jimei, and treated Yang Jisheng badly. She not only beat and scolded her secretly, but also made Yang Jisheng go wild. ox. Every time he herds cattle, Yang Jisheng will pass by the private school in the village. When he sees many children studying there, Yang Jisheng is filled with envy. One day after returning home from herding cattle, Yang Jisheng told his brother that he wanted to study in a private school. His brother said, you are still young, what books should you read and what studies should you do? Yang Jisheng replied, "I am young and can herd cattle, but can't I study and study?" His brother told Yang's father about this, and Yang's father agreed to let Yang Jisheng study and study, but at the same time he had to herd cattle.

After entering the officialdom through the imperial examination, it was not all smooth sailing for Yang Jisheng. The year before last, he impeached Qiu Luan and was first imprisoned and then demoted to Didao. He was demoted to Didao for a year in a place where barbarians and Han people lived together, and then he was transferred back to the capital. .

Zhang Juzheng tried to start from Yang Jisheng's difficult official career and let Yang Jisheng take the initiative to extinguish his crazy ideas.

"Uncle, don't say any more. I know what you mean. However, since ancient times, there has been no coexistence between good and evil, and the king's industry has not been in harmony. It is not the behavior of a seven-foot man to live an ignoble existence and live like a dog. We are the ones who eat the emperor's salary. Minister, when you are above, you should live up to the master of the time, and when you are below, you should not be disrespectful to the dignitaries. You should not waste relatives at home, and do not be friends with others. You should not change the festival at the right time, and do not sell your loyalty for the sake of position. If a severe thief is in power, he will bring disaster to the world. In order to eliminate the thief of the country, , Don’t be afraid if someone’s blood dries up, and don’t be afraid if someone’s head falls off. Moreover, when I read the history of the country, I read the history of the country and found out the words of loyalty and admonishment. The books are full of names of those who were killed with the rod. The West City is full of those who abandoned the market, and the number of those who were demoted is countless. Exactly. Because of these loyal and unyielding seniors, there is justice and justice in this world, and the sun and moon are bright in this world. If you eliminate thieves for the country and live up to the common people, you will die if you die."

Yang Jisheng spoke passionately and impassionedly, looking at Zhang Juzheng with firm eyes.

I, Yang Jisheng, am not afraid of death!

What I'm afraid of is that the national traitors will take over and block out the sky and the sun, causing suffering to the people all over the world.

Zhang Juzheng was impressed by Yang Jisheng's disregard for death and his awe-inspiring righteousness. However, at the same time, Zhang Juzheng became more and more determined to avoid the muddy waters of Yang Jisheng.

However, Zhang Juzheng knew that if he directly rejected Yang Jisheng at this time, he would appear too weak and contentious against the backdrop of Yang Jisheng's awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Brother Nian, this matter is important, why not consult the teacher before making a decision." Zhang Juzheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly.

Zhang Juzheng knew very well that if Yang Jisheng asked teacher Xu Jie for his opinion, the teacher would definitely stop Yang Jisheng.

The teacher is more dormant than himself at this time.

"Haha, the teacher at this time, don't ask. Besides, I, Yang Jisheng, do things with a clear conscience."

Yang Jisheng twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled lightly, and slowly shook his head.

"Well, Brother Nian, you and I are from the teacher's sect. We should consult the teacher for opinions on both emotions and reasons. Moreover, the matter is important at this time. Once something is done, the teacher will inevitably be implicated and cannot stay out of the matter. Based on this, it is even more important to advance in advance. Inform the teacher so that he can make early plans and respond well to avoid being caught off guard." Zhang Juzheng suggested again.

After Zhang Juzheng finished speaking, the curve of Yang Jisheng's mouth became thicker, hehehe, and shook his head.

"Uncle, don't say any more. I already understand what you mean. The most important thing Sheng wants to achieve when he comes here today is to join hands with Uncle to participate in the grand event; secondly, Uncle does not need to come forward or be named, secretly helping I can give you a helping hand; last time, uncle, help me correct this and check it. Haha, forget it, forceful melons are not sweet. Today, uncle, just pretend that I have never been here."

Yang Jisheng chuckled, took out a draft of the memorial from his sleeve, shook his head with a disappointed look, then put the memorial back into his arms, curled his lips, and arched his hand towards Zhang Juzheng in disappointment.

Then

He turned around and walked out of the study.

"Brother Nian."

Zhang Juzheng stood up and took two quick steps, but stopped talking.

"Haha, uncle stayed and called Yang again. If he missed the curfew, Yang would have to stay overnight in your mansion. By then, I'm afraid that if there is another city, uncle would have to board the same boat with Yang. Come back. We don't agree with each other."

Yang Jisheng waved his hands without looking back, then clasped his hands behind his back, walked away with broad sleeves.

Zhang Juzheng followed Yang Jisheng silently and walked out the door.

After walking out of the gate of Zhang's Mansion, Yang Jisheng paused and did not look back. He faintly left a message to Zhang Juzheng behind him: "Uncle, although you and Zihou are both scratching an itch, if one is itchy, scratch it, and the other is itchy." I dare not scratch you. You are not as thick as Zi, there are too many."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jisheng once again put his hands behind his back, swaying his body as if he was drunk, chanting songs and left.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone."