The Legend Zhuohua

Chapter 62

The Spring Festival holiday is not long. After just a few days of laziness at home, I have to gather my energy and return to government affairs.

On the first day after the festival, Liu Chen issued a decree to re-appoint Shen Jinghong as Minister of Dali Temple. This decree caused a huge backlash, and Shen Jinghong's popularity in the court was almost completely ruined. All the officials respected him, but also hated him. After all, cutting off the path of a person's descendants is more hateful than digging up someone's ancestral grave. But not everyone hated him. Unknowingly, Shen Jinghong also gathered a group of officials who followed him as his leader. These officials were the substitute officials selected by Liu Chen personally after the reform of the Enyin system. These people all have real talents and knowledge, and like Shen Jinghong, they come from a poor family. The poor family has always been in opposition to the aristocratic family. Shen Jinghong was an enemy of the aristocratic family and spoke for the children of the poor family, thus becoming the leader of the poor family invisibly.

During the period when he was dismissed from his post, Shen Jinghong was not idle. He went to the palace to give lectures once every three days. The rest of the time he wrote books and lectures at home, and gave lectures for free. Many people in Dingjing were under his tutelage. After listening to the class, we had a master-disciple relationship with him. Everyone who came to the door saw with their own eyes that Shen Jinghong's family was poor and his sleeves were clean. They all sighed and sighed for him. He was loyal to the country and prayed for the people, but in the end he ended up like this. Someone saw that there was no charcoal fire for heating in his house and couldn't stand it any longer, so he secretly delivered a few baskets. As many people were delivered, the piles filled the narrow alley, and people gathered around to watch. The news also spread like wildfire. Shen Jinghong did not accept these anonymous gifts, but instead gave them to the poor outside the city for warmth in the winter. This move once again gained Shen Jinghong some fame.

Although Shen Jinghong was dismissed from his position, his reputation was at its peak. Restaurants and teahouses in Dingjing were praising Shen Jinghong's reputation, saying that he had accomplished the three immortal things of meritorious service, morality and reputation.

Shen Jinghong's advance and retreat were just right. When he advanced, he showed his sharpness. When he retreated, he also benefited the world. Mu Zhuohua felt smart, but compared with Shen Jinghong, she felt that she was just a younger sister who could learn. There are so many places. She had worked with Shen Jinghong for a period of time, and she naturally knew Shen Jinghong well. He was very smart and had deep meaning in everything he did. His actions could not escape the suspicion of seeking fame and reputation, but what he did was so good-looking that no one could criticize him.

Liu Chen appointed Shen Jinghong as Minister of Dali Temple. Although there were objections from officials in the DPRK and Central Government, Shen Jinghong's reputation was so great that some outspoken officials from poor families stood up and sneered at the opponents: "Master Shen has both talent and virtue, and the people's support." Xiang, if you object, who are you?"

At that moment, the person's face turned red and white with anger.

The man didn't give up, turned around, saluted Liu Chen, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, those officials who blocked Mr. Shen from taking office are probably guilty of thieves and have a guilty conscience. Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly!"

The court suddenly became a mess, which was more lively than the East and West markets combined. One was scolding the other, and the other was scolding a monster. The battle of scolding almost exhausted all the learning in a lifetime.

As the person involved, Shen Jinghong was unfazed by favors and humiliations, and looked calm and settled. He was made like a worldly master by a group of "poor Confucians".