Wei Zheng emotionally opened the scroll and faced Zhu Xian. There was also Lu Qianhai's confession book inside.
"Sir, do you understand what I mean?" Wei Zhizhang looked at him, "If the country of Daqian is really destroyed, what will we do?"
The text on the scroll was discussed and written down whenever they had free time in the past two days. Zhu Xian looked at each word with his eyes red.
"Master Liang went to the palace today. Obviously, those gentlemen will continue to be locked up in our cells. It's not that the emperor has forgotten that these gentlemen were captured, but that he just wants to consume them to death! Consume them to death." After that, the people who were scolded and cursed were our people from the Jingzhao Mansion. He was aloof and nothing would happen to him. As an emperor, we were powerless against foreign enemies, powerless against rebellions and powerless against natural disasters, but no one plotted against his ministers. It’s easier than him!”
"What do you want to say?" Zhu Xian said with difficulty.
"The emperor will not stay. He will definitely leave the capital, find another place to build his capital, and then make a fortune. We are officials in the capital. If he still wants to keep his power and glory, he might even bring us with him. , Mr. Zhu, let me ask you, will you go with me?"
Zhu Xian frowned, his mind was confused.
"You don't think that far ahead," Wei Zhanzhang looked at him, "because adults don't dare to think about whether Daqian will really be finished, but believe me, it will definitely be like what I said."
"Then do you want me to leave or stay?" Zhu Xian said.
"After leaving, who will go to Zhaoxue in Duke Dingguo's house?" Wei Zhizhang looked at the documents in his hand, "But if you stay, we may not be able to stay. There are only three ways left for us. One, leave the capital with the emperor, and two, Stay in Daping Square and sprinkle the blood of the old officials of the previous dynasty. Third, maybe we can be lucky enough not to be beheaded, but the corpses of those gentlemen in the back office of Jingzhao Mansion will make our death worse than beheading. , those angry students and family members will scratch and bite us to death, one by one, and drag us out to parade in the streets! Sir..." Wei Zongyi paused, raised his head and said, "Master Zhu, we are now Let’s run away first.”
"Escape?" Zhu Xian was shocked.
"Misfortune is coming soon, and I am not an alarmist. Tian Dayao and Yao attacked seven states in succession, and Song Zhiyi is about to become king now. Also, before winter comes, the soldiers and horses in the north who are going to spend the winter have already reached Pan Yu. Even if we don't mention them, they will With the increasing number of hundreds of thousands of refugees outside the city, does Mr. Zhu feel that they are like a fire that can burst into flames at any time? The world can turn upside down at a moment's notice, like a flood discharge mouth. If we don't have it in advance, As we were prepared, when the wave rolled in, we really wouldn’t even have time to escape. One day, we were sitting in the government office, working as usual, and the Emperor’s Tianrong Guards would come and take us away, including our family members. No time to say goodbye."
"No, it's too ridiculous." Zhu Xian shook his head hastily, "None of the things you mentioned have happened yet, so you can't help but be alarmist. When Beiyuan arrived at Pingyang Road, there were a lot of people saying that Daqian was about to die. Haven’t you managed to hold on yet?”
"You're so mad at me!" Wei Zheng was angry, "We still had good generals and a large army at that time. We paid a heavy price to drive those barbarians out of the Pingyang Road! Everything is done in advance, and failure in advance will lead to failure. I kindly analyzed the situation with you, and all the pros and cons were clear, clear, logical and orderly, but you said I was alarmist!"
"Then you say run away, where should we run to? I am an official in the court, but the court is still alive, and you want me to run away?" Zhu Xian pointed towards the pillars, "I, Zhu Xian, would rather be killed here!"
"Let me ask you, were you and I determined to clear the name of Dingguo Gongfu?" Wei Zheng asked.
"Don't go too far with me! Even if you escape, how can you clear the name of the Duke of Dingguo?"
"That's all right," Wei Zhichen narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Then Master Zhu will continue to stay, and I'll go."
After saying that, Wei Xinhua put down the documents in his hand, took away the confession book, and prepared to leave.
"Stop!" Zhu Xian grabbed his arm, "Where are you going?"
He knew that his friend was very powerful and had many backbones, but Zhu Xian felt that Wei Xinhua was being serious today.
"I want to clear up the name of Duke Dingguo, and I am not just saying it on a whim," Wei Zhizhang said coldly, "I will come back. I just hope that if we meet again in the future, you and I will still be the same people."
With that said, Wei Zhizhang pulled off Zhu Xian's hand, cupped his fist and said, "Goodbye."
He went back to his desk, picked up a few books and notebooks he had carried recently, and left without looking back.
Zhu Xian was still standing where he was, with a headache and stamping his feet.
This Wei Xinhua, this beast!
He just left as soon as he said it, flicking his sleeves and expressing himself in a cool and unrestrained manner, but Zhu Xian couldn't have it so easy.
If he leaves, who will take charge of the situation? There are more than just the two of them in Jingzhao Mansion!
"You bastard!" Zhu Xian yelled.
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The soup was simmering under the eaves. Zai Chun squatted in front of the stove, stretching out his hands to warm himself while staring at the flames in the stove in a daze.
"Zai Chun, Zai Chun!"
Behind her, Manager Chu stood on the stairs and shouted for a long time. Finally, he came over, stretched out his hand and gave her a gentle push on the shoulder: "What are you thinking about, Zai Chun."
Zaichun was shocked, raised his head, and his face turned yellow.
"What's going on with you?" Manager Chu was frightened, "Are you okay?"
Zai Chun stroked his beating chest and shook his head: "No, it's okay. Manager Li, why are you calling me?"
"The soup is not ready yet?" Manager Chu looked over, "I'm waiting to change the dressing for my wife."
"Oh..." Zai Chun looked at it and immediately reached out to lift off the small porcelain cover. The moment he picked it up, it was so hot that he threw the porcelain cover away and quickly pinched his earlobe.
Fortunately, the porcelain cover is strong and did not break.
"Zaichun?" Manager Chu frowned and said displeased.
Fortunately, the lady brought the people from Jiangnan herself. If it were someone hired by him, or one of his men, Manager Chu would definitely send them away immediately, regardless of whether there was a violent storm or snow outside.
Zaichun wrapped the porcelain lid in a rag and picked it up. When he looked in the pot, he saw that the water was almost dry.
Her expression turned bad and she whispered: "I, I didn't pay attention."
"You haven't gone far, have you been squatting here?" Manager Chu finally couldn't help it, "What are you doing? You can't even see the soup?"
Zaichun lowered his head and clenched the porcelain cover in his hand, feeling so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.
"I don't know what to do all day long," Manager Chu said again, "Why don't you go and cook another pot?"
"I know." Zai Chun said dullly.
"Thanks to good luck, she's the maid next to my wife, and she can't do any small jobs well." Manager Chu said, turned around and left.
As soon as I turned around, the waiter from the front came over in a hurry: "Manager Chu, Manager Chu"
"What are you doing?" Manager Chu was displeased, "Yelling!"
"There is someone looking for me in front of me. It's the person from the government last time!" said the waiter, "that person from Jingzhao Mansion, Mr. Wei!"
