Wen and Fu are like sitting on pins and needles.

Han Gang sat in front of him. Sitting in the chair steadily, he was chatting with his father with a modest smile.

Although he still attaches great importance to etiquette and does not compete with his father, who is the former prime minister, this young and hateful envoy of Jingxi, whether it is his demeanor, his sitting posture, or even the speed and tone of his speech, in Wen Jifu's eyes, is a victor's posture.

If this is all there is to it, Wen Jifu would at most just take a hateful gaze and a social smile, sit in the hall with his mouth closed, and make a competent decoration, so as not to feel that the chair under his ass is as uncomfortable as a needle. But Han Gang, as an unwelcome guest, behaved a little too comfortably.

In order not to let Wen Jifu, who was a companion, be too idle - in the eyes of outsiders, this is a sign of Han Gang's politeness, and not let Wen Jifu, who is not enough to interject, be left out in the cold - Han Gang moved the topic to him from time to time.

"Wen Han was admitted to the Chongwen Academy in the past, and Han Gang was also admitted to the Chongwen Academy a few years ago, and he also saw Wen Han's manuscripts. The calligraphy is exquisite, just like the word Wenhan, the regular script of the third hall is needless to say, and the white foot of one hand proves the family history of Lu Gong, Han Gang is envious! ”

"I'm ashamed." Wen Jifu held his breath and humbly bowed his head to Han Gang. Han Gang laughed twice, turned around and took advantage of the situation to talk to Wen Yanbo about several famous ancient gold and stone monuments in Jinghu.

After a while, Han Gang turned his head again, "Wen Han is now on duty in the Xijing Grain Institute, and in a few days, Han Gang will go south to preside over the battle of Kaicao, and many places will rely on Wen Han's help." ”

Wen Jifu lowered his head again, gritted his teeth and agreed: "Don't dare, don't dare, if Long Tu has a command, Hefu dares not to do his best." ”

Han Gang smiled and thanked him again, and then chatted with Wen Yanbo about his experience in arranging grain transportation when marching and fighting.

Every time he said a few words to Wen Jifu, Han Gang turned back and exchanged experiences with Wen Yanbo on governance and the use of soldiers, as well as some anecdotes and legends from the south, especially Lingnan.

Seeing Han Gang sitting there smiling freely, Wen Jifu was so sad that he itched all over. But he didn't even dare to move on this occasion, making him feel as if he was boiling oil in a pot, and he screamed bitterly in his heart, when will this errand of accompanying guests end!

His father must have tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. Two prime ministers, two cardinal envoys, and princes for more than 30 years, accidentally fell into the trap of a yellow-mouthed son - when his father was the prime minister, Han Gang was not even Mao - and finally let this irrigated garden child come to the door again to resolve it, how many years have you not felt such a shame?

Other Wen Jifu didn't know what to do, but he knew that the tea his father was drinking was filled with the dissipation of wind and blood.

It's just that this matter can't be seen at all on the surface, Han Gang and his old father are talking happily, like a pair of old friends, whispering and laughing loudly, without any slight.

Han Gang praised a sentence of literary and public achievements, looking up to it, drilling it strong, and it is difficult for future generations to chase it. Wen Yanbo replied that the afterlife is terrifying, and the old man has to give up his head.

is a group of harmony, you come and I praise each other, and on the surface, you can't see that there is a deep grudge between the two.

Wen Jifu tried his best to endure his surprised expression, and maintained the smile that was now floating on his face.

No wonder people in the world say that Han Gang should be able to be the prime minister in the future, if he is the prime minister, he must have this insincere, inconsistent appearance, and can 'turn war into jade silk' in the blink of an eye, and he doesn't need to expect to see the courtyard walls of the East and West Mansions.

It is said outside that Han Gang is not talented enough, and a Jinshi is ninth, which was specially brought up by the Son of Heaven because of his merits, and it should have been ranked at the bottom of the fifth-class list. But now when Wen Jifu looks at Han Gang and chats with his father, the scriptures and historical materials can be easily obtained, which is obviously very deep, and even the stories in the court are not unfamiliar at all.

I'm afraid that Han Gang is worse than poetry, but this topic is not to mention Wen Jifu, even Wen Yanbo is not easy to mention, if it is taken out as a topic, no one can guarantee how Han Gang will react, although the current harmonious atmosphere is decorated, but to keep it until Han Gang has talked enough and said goodbye by himself, it is also Wen Jifu's only wish now.

So he could only endure it, waiting for Han Gang to get tired of talking and get up and say goodbye. But if he quit now, he must be forced to stay. Wen Jifu touched the tea cup, judging from the heat of the azure-colored thin porcelain cup, the past time is not long, at least half an hour will be left for Han Gang.

Wen Yanbo's son was bitter in his heart, but he could only put on a stiff smile and wait for Han Gang to come to him for the next time.

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After taking a sip of the clear tea that dissipated the wind, the flavor of herb leaves and magnolia ginger suddenly spread in the mouth, and the faint sweet fragrance of tangerine peel and ginseng was also slowly released.

But Wen Yanbo also knew that as long as the disaster star in front of him did not leave the living room of his house, he still sat here and talked about it, and he had to drink it all the time after mixing it with the clear tea that dissipated the wind.

Putting down the precious porcelain cup, Wen Yanbo said: "Yukun was in Shaanxi Xuanfu Division in the old years, and easily quelled the rebellion of Guangrui in Gyeongju, at that time the old man was still in the Privy Council, I heard that Yukun did not give up the danger of his life, and resolutely entered the city to surrender, and the words moved the rebels to come out, and the old man had to applaud it. ”

"It's far less than Lugong quelling the Beizhou Rebellion back then." Han Gang's compliments to Wen Yanbo were still exchanged, "The rebellion of the Gyeongju Guangrui Army was only because of unfair rewards and punishments, not because of the intention to rebel, and the rebels were trapped in the city, and the people were panicked, and it was not difficult to surrender." The king, on the other hand, has been planning for a long time, claiming to be sacred, and planning for many years to rebel. His followers are determined, if it weren't for Youlugong's single-handed leadership to counter the rebellion, how could Beizhou be recovered so quickly? ”

Wen Yanbo and Han Gang laughed hahaha, praising each other's merits worth mentioning, and the words were sincere, as if they came from the bottom of their hearts, and they were completely sincere. But Wen Yanbo just knew that Han Gang didn't take his achievements to heart at all.

He did exterminate the rebels and was promoted to prime minister. But Han Gang not only put down the rebellion, but also opened up the country, and also destroyed a country, this gap is not something that Han Gang's one or two words of compliment can be regarded as non-existent. His flattery is in his ears, but in fact how sincere is it?

The coldness in Wen Yanbo's heart was reflected on his face, but it was a gentle and thick smile: "Yukun said that these traitors, they have made a lot of contributions in the matter of Hehuang, and this is also Yukun's credit. ”

"Han Gang was just a minor official who had not been in the stream for a long time at that time, and the matter of Hehuang was protected by the Son of Heaven and presided over by Vice President Wang, and Han Gang was just a praise painting."

"With Yukun and your praise and painting assistance, the soldiers below dare to fight bravely...... After all, he is a disciple of the Medicine King. I don't know how many wounded soldiers have been saved in the nursing home. Wen Yanbo smiled and praised.

"The disciple of the Medicine King is a rumor in the market, it is pure nonsense, Lu Gong should not make fun of Han Gang. The sanatorium set up by Han Gang in the Xihe Economic Strategy Division was also succeeded with the assistance of many parties, not alone. ”

The conversation continued, and the topic was also from the south to the north, although Han Gang was young, he had a lot of experience, and when it came to interesting stories about the north and the south, in front of the well-informed Wen Yanbo, there was no stage fright at all.

didn't say anything, after an in-depth exchange, Wen Yanbo understood that he had indeed underestimated this irrigation garden before. It can be said that it is a strategist who has been rare in decades, and it is not surprising that he rashly left the handle in his hands and ended up in the field he is today. It is already rare luck that the family that was not killed was ruined and the reputation was lost.

However, his more than 70 years of life have not been wasted, as long as Han Gang shows a little flaw, Wen Yanbo can immediately grasp it.

Just wait. Wen Yanbo thought about it, and poured down a large mouthful of tea mixed with the wind and dissipation.

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Judging from Wen Yanbo's action of taking a sip of tea every time he said two sentences, Han Gang at least this Duke of Lu still has a strong unwillingness in his heart, and even wants to retaliate in the future - this matter is not surprising.

Wen Yanbo hid his deep hatred, but Han Gang didn't take it to heart. It is not surprising that he has long known about the Tao of Lu, and it is also glorious for the prime minister to hate him for being a transfer envoy.

I don't know if Wen Yanbo can suppress the current hatred, in a few months, the Xianghan Cao Canal will break ground, and a large part of the money and grain to be consumed by the people will pass through Luoyang.

"The excavation of the Xianghan Cao Canal failed twice in a row, and after Emperor Taizong, no one dared to make a fuss about this matter anymore, and only Yukun was above the world and could achieve something."

"This matter is all because Han Gang saw the ruins of the old times on the way to Guangxi, so he moved his mind. The dredging of the Bianhe River once a year costs nearly one million dollars of grain a year, and the amount of grain transported to Beijing is only 6 million. If the Xianghan Cao Yun can be opened, the capital will not have to rely entirely on the Bianhe River. There are also three caves in the cunning rabbit, millions of soldiers and civilians in Tokyo, and nearly 10,000 clan officials, how can they only rely on one Bianhe? ”

Yukun was right. Tokyo Bianliang is in the middle of the world, how can you only rely on a Bianhe River, if you can get through. It is a matter of national fortune, and Yukun should be encouraged. ”

"With Duke Lu looking down and sitting behind, why should Han Gang worry about not succeeding in the work?"

"With Yukun under the rule, it will be a matter of course."

Although it was disgusting to praise each other, and it was also insincere, Wen Yanbo's attitude was clear, and the current situation he was facing could not pull Han Gang's back leg in this matter.

Today's visit can be regarded as a gain, and it is not just to come to help Wen Yanbo out of the siege. Even if he is unwilling, Wen Yanbo must support himself in a short period of time.

For Han Gang, it was enough.

Seeing Wen Yanbo pick up the teacup again, and put the porcelain cup to his mouth with a slightly trembling hand, Han Gang smiled even more kindly, like a spring breeze.