A fatuous ruler was not worthy of such a loyal minister.
This dynasty was not worthy of such loyal officials.
But people will remember you.
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At this moment, the golden list appeared in shock.
When he was born that year, there were signs of chaos in the world. His father looked at him with some reluctance and finally decided to go to the border defense.
As he grew up, he could only see his father once every few years. In his memory, his father was always fighting against enemy soldiers.
Mother is a simple woman, she just wants you to grow up healthy, but you look at this chaotic world with anger, you don't know why so many people are homeless.
You have grown up, you are young and successful, your poems are filled with the heart of serving the country. You passed the imperial examination for the first time, but someone replaced you. That person is the disciple of a famous person. He spent thousands of taels of silver to buy your future.
The imperial court is so rotten, you are angry, he doesn't care about his fame being taken away, you are only worried about this kind of person governing the country, you appeal, your position is empty, the officialdom colludes, no one cares about you
That year, you were thirty years old. You were only famous locally. You still sought other ways to govern the country. Finally, with the help of your good friend, you became a county magistrate. Your good friend didn't tell you. He spent money to get through. He knew that you were stubborn and unwilling to yield to the darkness.
When you were thirty-two years old, you focused on governing the place. Because you were not in a clique and refused to form cliques for personal gain, you became a victim of the internal strife of the court. A false accusation was pressed down on you. The emperor was not even willing to investigate and removed your official position.
This year, you are thirty-three years old. You have seen natural disasters everywhere, and the people have lost their homes. But now, you are just a commoner. You have no official position, no power, and no responsibility. So, he watched as the starving people were everywhere. Finally, he spent all his wealth and opened a porridge stall in the White Bone Wilderness when no one asked about it.
However, those civil officials who couldn't see the suffering of the people believed that you were buying the hearts of the people, so you went to prison. However, you didn't hate them. You still cared about the people until your good friends connected and saved you.
"Even if you are imprisoned, you still think of the people. If you were in Great Ming, I wouldn't have watched you disappear like this.”
Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze was complicated, but his voice was resolute.
He was also a refugee who had gone through many life-and-death situations to conquer the great Ming Dynasty.
Everyone said that the emperor did not understand the sufferings of the people, but he was not.
Back then, when his parents had no money to bury him, he was all alone. The moment when his heart was at a loss was still vivid in his mind.
At that time, he only remembered that he was very cold and very hungry.
Unfortunately, he could not meet such a person.
The scholar on the Golden Roll appeared before him.
He was conscientious in governing the place, knowing the consequences, but he was unwilling to form cliques for personal gain.
He was falsely accused by treacherous officials and even lost his official position.
He had no responsibility, and he didn't have to care about these displaced people.
In this era, he should be with the light and the dust.
But he was unwilling.
Thus, the figure went against the current and looked at a corner that no one wanted to pay attention to.
Fearless stepped forward.
Disperse the family's wealth and open a porridge stall.
At that time, this person had his hands behind his back. There was only worry in his eyes, not for himself.
For the people of the world, a way out.
Zhu Yuanzhang was puzzled. Who was this person?
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Three Kingdoms.
In Shu.
When Liu Bei saw this scene, he sighed deeply.
"He's not an official."
His expression was complicated, but in the end, he only said these four words softly.
It was these words that landed in the ears of the civil and military officials behind him.
More than a thousand catties.
He was indeed not an official.
However, it was precisely because he was not an official that he did not have to do this.
Zhang Fei clenched his fists behind his back.
Guan Yu saw the white robe on the golden roll and the strength of character.
Liu Bei took the wine, lightly pulled up the sleeves of his robe, and poured the wine on the ground.
"Of course!"
After a long time, Zhang Fei also let out a breath of turbid air, his gaze complicated.
"What a good man!"
At the same time.
Cao Cao also looked at the Golden Roll with a complicated expression.
Now that he was holding the Son of Heaven to command the vassals, he had long lost the heart of a loyal son to serve the country.
Seeing this, his heart trembled.
"Bring the wine."
Cao Cao's voice was bitter as he raised his cup and slowly filled it.
Wine spilled all over the floor.
Cao Cao toasted this person.
It was also as if he was honoring himself.
In the past, he was also a peerless genius who chased after Dong Zhuo with his sword.
That year, he was the same as this person.
He could not bear to let treacherous officials harm the country, so he tried his best and spared no expense.
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Jixia Academy.
A student in a long robe stood up in shock.
His eyes were burning as he looked at the person on the Golden Roll.
Step by step, he stepped into a filthy place that no one would look at.
His footsteps refused to stop for a moment.
He just didn't want to join in.
Even if he lost his official position because of this, he was not willing to lower his head.
"This is the true Confucian school, this is the true pride of a scholar!”
"To govern the world and help the people is hidden in his bones.”
The young student's eyes were red, and his voice was trembling with excitement. He clenched his fists and shouted!
Standing beside the young student, another student was also trembling.
He only felt the hot blood in his chest surging into his body.
He stood proudly with the figure that was going against the flow.
How could that person not know what would happen if he didn't go with the light?
But he was unwilling and unwilling.
Even if he was dismissed from office, he was still a white body.
He was still burying his head in his work, serving the country and the people.
For this reason, he would still dare to go to jail!
"What boldness, I'll show you for this!”
"I wish I could be like this monarch. What a pity!”
At that moment.
His eyes were filled with the teachings of etiquette and the rules of Confucianism.
His expression was complicated.
He could vaguely see the long robe.
Shock and regret surged in his chest.
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At this moment.
The scene on the Brilliant Golden Roll continued.
That figure was finally released from prison.
At the age of thirty-three, the weather was cold at the end of the year. You were released from prison, but the world was in decline and no longer prosperous. The national treasury was empty, and there were locust plagues, droughts, and snowstorms. Hungry people were everywhere, and the four suburbs were in the wilderness. The world was in chaos. You joined an organization formed by serving the country, called the Fu Society.
However, you discovered that the renowned Fu Society was not interested in learning or honing their character. Instead, they were eager for fame. They talked a lot, hated it, and were only willing to speak up for the aristocratic families. You disdained them and scolded them even when they were facing the aristocratic families 'henchmen. Light corvee, light taxes, no business tax, cliques for personal gain, fishing for fame, you are really the shame of the world!
You left in anger and established several societies in Jiangnan with your good friends. You learned to save the times and learn to defend the sect. In Jiangnan, you faced the people. You know that the times have begun to rot. Foreign enemies are eyeing you covetously. The imperial court is corrupt. You began to preach to the people and deserters to fight against foreign enemies and secretly accumulate strength.
Your actions attracted more and more attention. You knew that you would be punished for your words, but you were still fearless even after being imprisoned several times.
This year, you are forty-seven years old. On the city wall, broken flags are fluttering. The sun is setting in the west, and the north wind is biting cold. You look down and see the city below. It is chaotic. You know that the enemy soldiers are approaching the city and the building is about to collapse. You still open your mouth and shout with red blood, In today's world, if we don't fight, our country will be destroyed. We should take the lead!
The north wind howled.
On the broken city wall, there were brown marks left behind.
On the city wall, a long robe was fluttering in the wind.
The wind and rain are dark, and your long robe looks so weak and small in the chaos of war.
It was as if it was about to be drowned in a surging torrent, and it was a shocking sight.
But you won't give up.
You mustered all your strength, old but like a spear, with a sharpness that could break the heavens.
Even if he would be stabbed by knives and axes, his hair would be disheveled, revealing some white hair, and his voice would be hoarse.
He only gripped the tattered flag on the city wall tightly.
"I'm willing to serve the country and kill the enemy!”
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This year, an old horse stepped into the rain, splashing mud all over the ground. On the horse's back, a young man gritted his teeth and risked his life to attack. That was his son. He went to the imperial court to report the enemy's situation and risked his life to fight for reinforcements.
In the imperial court, a well-dressed old man with a high status waved his hand contemptuously. What enemy situation? When you learned that the local officials didn't dare to report it, you smiled bitterly and loosened your grip on the flag. A trace of despair appeared on your forehead.
It was autumn again, and the city walls were getting more and more brown. Many wealthy merchants and nobles had already moved away. The only people left in the empty city were the refugees who were barely clothed and the commoners who did not have enough to eat. You looked at the devastation and sat in the study. The southeast had been defeated, and the south of the Yangtze River was also in turmoil. You became more and more sluggish.
That winter, your figure staggered back to the city wall. As far as your eyes could see, horses were galloping in all directions. You gritted your teeth, spent all your wealth, raised your own military rations, and ran around, persuading the local soldiers one by one. In the heavy rain, your back actually bent a little.
When the enemy told you that they would give you a high position and a generous salary, you smiled contemptuously and raised your pen to write on the gate."If there is a chaste woman, she may want to marry him, but the woman cannot.
You led the local soldiers to defend the isolated city time and time again. Their weapons were weak, and they didn't even have much armor. This was the seventh batch of local soldiers you led, and they never stopped fighting. However, the news that came from around you was that the places where the heavy troops were hoarded had been defeated. Even the imperial court, which had a large army, had lost. You knew that you couldn't hold on any longer. That day, you sat on the city wall and looked up at the flag that was about to break. Your smile was a little sad, but you shook your head. I lost again in this life
This year, you were forty-nine years old. In the study, you picked up a pen, straightened your back, straightened your clothes, and slowly fell down. Your wife and children were red in the eyes, until finally, you came to the pond. The water was very cold, only reaching your waist.
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At this moment.
The Golden Roll returned to the original broadcast with a panicking aura.
When you die, it's more tragic than anyone else
You were at the waist level, so you lowered your head in the water and choked on your lungs. When you died, your back clothes were not wet.
When you died that year, the child cried and asked you? Is father worth it? Is it worth it for you to protect this country? What did you get in return for working so hard? Your career is uncertain, half of your life is withered, and treacherous officials target you.
The golden roll stopped at this point.
The words carried the aura of the Heavenly Dao and were soul-stirring.
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Big Ming.
In the Academy.
When Yang Jisheng, who was wearing a long robe, saw this, his eyes trembled slightly and his voice was excited.
Even the book in his hand was clenched tighter.
It was as if he had seen the old scholar holding the flag tightly on the Golden Roll.
"I didn't dare to forget about my country. After meeting you today, I know that there is such a good man in the world!”
On the other side.
On the pleasure boat, Li Bai was drinking wantonly in his green robe.
He held a brush in his hand, as if he was preparing to write a poem.
When he saw the Golden Roll, his emotions wavered and his expression became more complicated.
He had always been free and easy.
Life in the world is not satisfactory, the emperor issued an edict to let people play small boat.
Until he saw this person.
She saw him enter the water silently without any struggle on his face.
After a while, Li Bai gulped down the wine, allowing it to spill onto his chest.
A voice sounded like a sigh.
"There are thousands of differences between scholars.”
"The wind and rain are swaying, and the building is about to collapse. You are the backbone of this dynasty.”
On the other side.
Southern Song Dynasty.
Moon Breeze Pavilion.
The white-haired Lu You looked at the golden list in shock.
He saw the figure straighten his clothes and straighten his back.
Step by step, he stepped into the waist-deep pond.
It was so calm that it did not seem like he was going to die.
His eyes could not help but turn red, as if they were about to be filled with blood.
Clenching his fists tightly, Lu You finally let out a long sigh.
"Magnificent! We scholars should be like this!"
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The scene continued.
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