Chapter 509: Whitewashing the Truth

After Lu Desheng handed over the power, he retained the titles of Pingzhou Governor and Honorary Mountain Master of Liaodong Academy, and his life was very pleasant.

On this day, after a hot breakfast, Lu Desheng looked outside and found that the weather was good today and the sun was shining, so he planned to go for a walk in the yard. He asked his wife if she wanted to go with them, but even after being rejected, he still didn't change his interest.

Mrs. Jiang shouted at his back, "My daughter said that she is leaving for Youzhou today and asked you to look after the government office for the next two days."

Lu Desheng waved to show that he understood.

After Lu Desheng walked around the yard, he went to the outer study room, where glass windows had been installed and the windows were bright and clean.

He took a book, lay down on the bamboo lounge chair, put a blanket on his body, and brewed a pot of hot tea beside him. The heat was rising.

When the attendants first came in, they saw their master lying on the recliner given to him by the second young lady and the second young master, rocking and feeling extremely leisurely and comfortable.

The sun was shining warmly on him, giving him a feeling of peace and tranquility.

At this time, Lu Desheng took down the book in his hand and looked sideways at the attendant, "What's the matter?"

The attendant quickly calmed down and said, "Sir, the Yamen has received a lot of letters to you." There were such letters in the past two days, and they were all scolding their master.

"Bring it here, bring it here!" Lu Desheng put the book in his hand on the small coffee table aside and motioned for him to put the letter on it.

The attendant placed the basket containing the letters on the small coffee table.

Lu Desheng took a look and said, "Hey, there are quite a lot of letters today." As he said this, he became energetic.

The attendants felt that their master had the momentum of a general about to go on an expedition.

Lu Desheng was indeed ready to read the letter as if he were reviewing a memorial.

After Pingzhou rebelled, because Lu Desheng had spoken in Pinggang, he was ready to face the world's criticism. He also set up an arena in Houcheng and waited for the world's wise men to come and argue.

Such outrageous words shocked scholars all over the world.

If it weren't for the current winter, it would be difficult to travel, and it would be even more difficult when snow blocks roads in the northern winter. There must be many people on the way to Pingzhou. Now these people can't come, but that doesn't stop them from writing letters to curse people.

No, it had only been a few days, and letters were flying towards Pingzhou like snow flakes, and Lu Desheng refused to accept anyone who came.

He read the letters one by one.

This is to scold him for dividing Dali and causing ruin to all living beings.

This calls him ungrateful.

This is to scold him, "You should be the chief trouble, and everyone will find it and kill it."

Lu Desheng didn't get angry after reading it. He read the signature at the end of the letter and put aside the important ones and piled the unimportant ones together.

"When someone comes, I will serve you with pen and ink."

Lu Desheng planned to reply to a few important people personally, and everyone else would give a unified reply.

He first wrote nearly twenty envelopes, and after writing them, handed them to the attendant. The attendant fetched a stack of letter paper, which contained an official reply. This reply was naturally written by Lu Desheng, but after he wrote it, he had it printed, just to cope with the current situation.

There are so many people scolding him that if he had to reply to them one by one, he would die of exhaustion. So, he came up with a way to deal with those less important people.

Lu Desheng was secretly proud of his wit. After writing the envelope, he began to reply.

Lu Desheng did not defend himself against those who called him a rebellious minister and a traitor, and readily admitted it.

Then he wrote, "...If only the Pingzhou family rebelled, it might be our fault. But now, it is clear that Song Mo is immoral, so why are we wrong?..."

"...The communication debate is too slow. Why don't you come to Pingzhou and let's debate in person? By the way, you can also bring outstanding students from your academy to discuss with our Liaodong Academy. Let's sit down together and discuss the real solution of saving the country and the people. way.”

As soon as Lu Desheng put down his pen, the attendant put all the printed letters into the envelope he had written.

Lu Desheng was very satisfied with this, "Okay, let's take it and send it out."

All the replies were either provocative or tempting, with the same meaning: come here, come here.

After finishing this matter, Lu Desheng wanted to lie down again.

"Sir, Pan Shan is ill." At this time, the concierge came to report.

Lu Desheng sighed, it seemed that he couldn't lie down anymore.

He looked outside and saw that the weather outside was quite nice, so he might as well go there.

Pan Sitong came to Changli from Houcheng to scold him because of his rebellion.

Lu Desheng argued with him, which made the little old man angry, so he stayed in Changli to recuperate and did not return to Houcheng.

Lu Desheng said in his heart that he was lucky to be in Changli. If he were in Houcheng at this moment, he would have to run back to Houcheng to visit people.

Lu Desheng asked someone to prepare the car and muttered, "Why is that little old man so careless?"

Pan Sitong's house is in the east of the city. It is a very suitable house for convalescence.

When Lu Desheng arrived, Pan Sitong had just finished seeing the doctor. One of the two disciples who was serving him followed him to get the medicine, and the other went in to tell him that Lu Desheng was here.

Pan Sitong was smudging his eyes and closing his eyes to rest. Hearing this, he just said yes.

After Lu Desheng came in, he sat on the small stool beside the couch politely, "Old Pan, are you okay?"

Pan Sitong said angrily, "I can't die." He still didn't open his eyes.

Lu Desheng nodded, "That's good, that's good, because even if you are angry to death, you still can't change the current situation that Dali is divided."

This time, Pan Sitong was so angry that he opened his eyes, "If you, the troublemaker, hadn't taken the lead in rebelling, King Jin, King Cheng and Xie Zhan might not have rebelled, and Dali would definitely be fine."

Lü Desheng laughed at him, "You can just lie to yourself. Even if they don't rebel now, they will rebel in the future."

"It's better to be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times. Lü Desheng, you are the first culprit and the sinner of Dali. You have caused the disaster of war."

Lü Desheng was not happy to hear this, "You are whitewashing the peace. If I don't rebel, won't the world be in chaos?"

"The Xianbei barbarians are ambitious and have rushed into my house. What is he doing? He is killing loyal people! If he Song Mo had used the Qin family earlier, Jinyang in the north would not have been lost, and then Yanmen and Daijun would not have been lost!"

"If we don't rebel, Dali will be intact, and everyone will be slaughtered by the Xianbei barbarians together."

"Lord Lu, Lord Lu, my headmaster is still sick." Pan Sitong's eldest disciple hurriedly begged for mercy.

Pan Sitong was so angry at his words, "Are you here to see me, or to piss me off?!"

"Even if you are a patient, you should be reasonable, right?" Lu Desheng whispered, "You only know how to point at my nose and scold me, why don't you submit a memorial to the higher authorities, scolding Song Mo for being incompetent and unjust? You don't dare, you must be afraid of the strong because you bully the weak."