On the fifth day of the fifth month of the eighth year of Yongde of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Lin Yuanda, the prime minister who had been in office for more than 20 years, received the bad news of the death of his elders in his family. Lin Xiang was heartbroken and immediately wrote to the court to resign and prepare to return to his hometown to attend the funeral.

After hearing the news, His Majesty the Emperor of Tai Chi Palace changed slightly and hurriedly asked the eunuch Zhou Zhen to invite Lin Xiang to Tai Chi Palace and personally came forward to try to keep the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou.

In the Tai Chi Palace, the emperor dressed in a purple dress and personally helped Lin Jian up who was kneeling in front of him.

His Majesty the Emperor was in his thirties and had some gray hair on his temples. He looked at Lin Jian, who was gray in front of him and sighed heavily.

"Teacher, now the court is employed. Cao Cao wrote several letters, saying that he would add the prime minister to the Political Affairs Hall. This is the moment..."

"How can you abandon the court and ignore it..."

Lin Jian's face was calm and lowered his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I... have completed my duties, and I have done my best for the court over the years. Now that my uncle at home has passed away, I... have to go back to my hometown to attend the funeral."

Duke Yuan Da bowed his head deeply and said, "Your Majesty, my father is the only one left in my family. When I was young, I also received a lot of funding from my uncle. Now he has passed away. If I don't return to my hometown, I will..."

"I will read the book of sages in vain."

The emperor personally pulled Lin Jian and sat down on a chair in the hall. Then he asked Zhou Zhen to move a chair and sit opposite Lin Jian. The emperor sighed and whispered: "Master Lin... let the two sons in the family return to their hometown. You... stay in the capital again and help me."

The emperor looked at Lin Jian with his eyes slightly red: "If I hadn't been a teacher over the years, I would have no way to support myself. In the past few years, Master Lin has been getting older every day, and I have seen it all in my eyes."

Speaking of this, His Majesty the Emperor lowered his voice and said, "Teacher, you have suffered so much since you were in charge of the Political Affairs Hall in Xichuan. Now that you have returned to Chang'an, there is no reason, so you have to give the Political Affairs Hall to... to Cao Song."

The emperor narrowed his eyes and his voice was a little hoarse.

"When the court was in the most difficult time, he fell on the bed and fell ill. Now that the court has just recovered, he is running around again. Once Master Lin leaves, he can still preside over the political affairs hall again. Where can such a good thing happen in this world?"

"Besides, he has lived in Chang'an for several years. Who knows whether he has secretly surrendered to the fake Yan!"

Hearing the emperor's words, Lin Jian frowned slightly, then lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty... Cao was really seriously ill. Now that Chang'an can recover to this state, he has put a lot of effort into it. If the court wants to keep the government clear, it must be suitable for the emperor. You... must not think so."

The emperor shook his head slightly and did not speak.

To be honest, he did believe Cao Song, not because Cao Song fell ill when facing Fan Yangjun a few years ago, but because before he returned to Chang'an, Cao Song was invited by the three Jiedu governors to take charge of Chang'an affairs!

Before he returned to Chang'an, Cao Song had been managing Chang'an with the three governors for half a year!

After such a long period of contact, it is inevitable that people will doubt whether these people have any concealed knots.

Li Xu sighed, reached out and pulled Lin Jian's sleeve, his voice a little low.

"Teacher, the court is now... all things to be done. There are almost no one around me. You... let me leave it for the time being, and take care of everyone..."

At this time, His Majesty the Emperor would keep Lin Jian behind no matter what.

Because Lin Jian is still loyal to the emperor at heart, more importantly, the Pinglu Jiedushi, among the three Jiedushi, is his nephew!

With Lin Jian here, Lin Zhao must be cautious when facing the imperial power. At least he cannot ignore the court at all like Wang Fu.

Moreover, the court at this time really needed Lin Jian. Lin Jian was in the court for one day, and he was the head of the Political Affairs Hall. If Lin Jian left, with the current civil servant qualifications in the court, the Political Affairs Hall could only be headed by Cao Song. However, the emperor was really unable to grasp the thoughts of Cao Xiang.

Yuan Dagong lowered his eyebrows slightly, looked at the emperor holding his hand, looked up at the emperor a few times, and shook his head slightly: "Your Majesty... All the affairs of the court should be done by all the ministers and ministers of the court, and it cannot be done by one person or two. I have been..."

Lin Jian took a deep breath and said, "I am already tired. If I stay in Chang'an again, I am afraid that my life will not last long. Your Majesty will be willing to let me go back to my hometown to attend the funeral for more than 20 years..."

Hearing Lin Jian’s words, the emperor was stunned, then let go of Lin Jian’s hand, looked up at his teacher, and laughed at himself: “Mr. Lin insisted on leaving, I can’t keep you.”

His Majesty the Emperor returned to his position in a daze. Looking at the gray-haired imperial master, he sighed: "When will the teacher go?"

"Just these two days."

Lin Jian lowered his head and said, "Chang'an... is not close to Yuezhou. I must rush back to Yuezhou as soon as possible, at least I must burn some paper money for the elderly."

The emperor lowered his head, thought for a long time, then looked up at Lin Jian and asked, "Then Master Lin, when will you... go back to Chang'an?"

After he asked this question, he asked again without waiting for Lin Jian to answer: "We should be able to go back to Chang'an before the end of the year?"

Lin Jian was silent for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty... I am ready to resign and retire."

The emperor stood up directly from the chair and looked at Lin Jian steadily.

"Lin...Master Lin, you... are not yet fifty years old this year?"

"It's fifty after the New Year."

Lin Jian stood up silently and knelt on the ground: "Although I am not old, I have become an official early. I have been up and down for decades of ups and downs in the officialdom and have been exhausted. I beg Your Majesty to ask for your Majesty. For my more than 20 years of hard work, I will allow me to retire and return home."

After saying that, he kowtowed deeply to the emperor.

The emperor stood on the steps and looked at the teacher kneeling down on the steps, and was silent for a long time.

"Is it...Duke of Yue forced you to retire?"

Hearing the emperor's words, Lin Jian looked up in shock, looked at the emperor, and then bowed his head again.

"Your Majesty... I retired and retired. On the one hand, because my uncle died of illness, I went home to attend the funeral, and on the other hand, because of decades of officialdom, I was exhausted both physically and mentally. This minister... I have no choice but to do with others."

After saying that, he lowered his head and knelt down.

The emperor looked at Lin Jian kneeling on the ground silently, and suddenly felt a sense of irritability in his heart.

"Forget it, just leave if you want to leave!"

He sat back in his seat, feeling upset.

"Everything has left is clean. Anyway, there are not many Zhou Chen left in Chang'an City!"

Hearing the emperor's words, Lin Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, sighed slightly, then lowered his head to thank him.

"I...thank you, Your Majesty."

After saying that, Lin Xiang stood up silently and bowed and retreated.

The emperor looked up and looked at Lin Jian, his voice trembling slightly.

"teacher."

Lin Jian stopped and lowered his head slightly: "What is your Majesty's order..."

The emperor swallowed, with a tremolo in his voice: "The things in Wugong County have nothing to do with me..."

"I never had the idea of ​​harming the teacher..."

Lin Jian was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head: "The old minister never felt that that thing was related to Your Majesty. Your Majesty is not bad in nature and cannot do...that kind of thing."

Speaking of this, Lin Jian bowed and said, "Old minister, I've taken his leave..."

He stepped back step by step, then withdrew from the Tai Chi Palace, turned around silently, and left slowly.

After he walked away, a lame man slowly walked out from the palace. The lame man looked up at the depressed emperor, looked at Lin Jian who was leaving, and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Lin must have been the one who left Beijing..."
Chapter completed!