Chapter 833: Lets go back to our hometown to farm together
In fact, Ye Yongfei was not from the Ye family. He was actually the son of the second aunt Ye's grandmother, the wife of Zheng Xiang's concubine, and her daughter's husband before she married Zheng Xiang's concubine.
As for why he was able to hide the fact from Zheng Xiang's concubine, it was very simple. Grandma Ye Ergu had already divorced him before she married Zheng Xiang's concubine.
The Ye family doesn’t know why. It may be because the eldest son of the Ye family has not had a son for many years after getting married, or it may be due to a moment of reluctance. In short, Ye Yongfei became the eldest son of the Ye family, ranking second among the grandchildren.
two.
The Ye family has kept this matter secret. If it weren't for something involving the Ye family and the prince ordered a strict investigation of the Ye family and found out this matter, they would have always thought that Ye Yongfei was the eldest member of the Ye family.
son.
After all, Ye Yongfei is one of the more favored among the Ye family's grandchildren, and he is also the one with more status.
No one would have thought that this person was not a relative.
Qi Baoer: "..."
Are all you city people so good at playing?
Of course, the matter in front of me has nothing to do with Ye Yongfei's life experience. It's just for fun.
It is said that this matter was caused by a person from the Yangzhao Houfu and a person from the Liu family of Da Sima.
According to the information Chen Yi found: Fu Xuejun, the prefect of Fancheng, was from a poor family; Fu Xuejun, the prefect of Yuancheng, was better than Fu Xuejun, but his father was only an eighth-rank magistrate; the prefect of Hangcheng had never been an official for his ancestors
His father was the most promising person in his life, but he was successful in business.
Both Ye Yongfei and Liu Bing are of higher rank than the prefects of the other three cities, and their backgrounds are better than these three. It is no wonder that they can tolerate it as long as they can.
Qi Baoer still understands this. The officialdom under the imperial power is so dark.
Do you really think that if you have knowledge, ability, and passion, you can really show your ambition?
What good things are you thinking about?
As an official with no backing and no backing, the more you show off your extraordinary abilities, the faster you will rise to prominence.
The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and aristocratic families are all involved with each other. How many people are there in the royal family, and how many people are there in the entire aristocratic family group?
Isn’t it easy to make a person like you disappear without a trace?!
It's cruel, but the fact is what it is, and it can't be changed overnight. Even where there are people, it can never be changed.
Qi Bao'er doesn't have the leisure to shake things that are meaningless at all. If you shake the old family group, a new one will appear, and then history will naturally repeat itself, so why bother.
I've gone too far, come back again.
Kecheng put it aside in advance, "I think Prefect Fu has not received news from the court yet. The relief grain sent by the court tomorrow morning will arrive outside Fancheng. Prefect Fu is ready to receive the grain."
Fu Xuejun really felt that he was so dizzy this time that he was hearing hallucinations. Just now, the King Xian said that the imperial court had allocated food for disaster relief, right?
If the imperial court really allocated disaster relief food, why did he, as the prefect of the local government that received the disaster relief food, not receive any news or even hear any news?
He must have been so worried about food that he actually had auditory hallucinations.
Master Chen gave him an elbow and reminded him in a low voice: "Sir, please thank me."... Ha~?
What are you grateful for?
Thanks to whom?
Master Chen: Oh, I made him anxious.
Regardless of whether it was rude or not, he directly grabbed Fu Xuejun and turned around, facing the direction of the gate, that is, the direction of the capital. He knelt down and nodded again, even shouting words of thanks for him.
"Fu Xuejun thanked the Lord for his kindness on behalf of the people of Fancheng."
Now Fu Xuejun was finally sure that he was not hallucinating just now, but that the imperial court had really sent relief food.
How could a person from a poor family be able to sit firmly in the position of prefect for so many years with his own efforts without any brains?!
Fu Xuejun immediately understood what the emperor meant. He was already suspicious of Kezhou's official position.
Suddenly I couldn't hold it back and grinned.
For a moment, he was so excited that he forgot that there was a wise king sitting behind him. He patted Master Chen on the shoulder and said, "Old Chen, you see, the emperor is beginning to have doubts. I will see how well these two can protect each other."
Master Chen really wanted to go up and cover his mouth and speculate on the holy will in front of the wise king. He really didn't want to be an official at all, right?
Fu Xuejun also reacted immediately, his face instantly turned pale, he turned around and knelt down to apologize again.
However, Qi Baoer had already stood up and said as he walked out: "We will send troops to help you tomorrow."
"Farewell to the virtuous prince."
Fu Xuejun originally wanted to send Prince Xian out of the government office, but he didn't know that Prince Xian and the two guards disappeared in the blink of an eye after they left the house, making it impossible for him to send him away even if he wanted to.
From the fact that he wanted to send Qi Bao'er, it can be seen that this person is not a person who does not curry favor, or in other words, does not bother to curry favor with a powerful person.
Otherwise, instead of sending Prince Tangtang away as a courtesy, he would think of ways to let him live close to him, so that he would have the opportunity to show his face in front of him more.
Master Chen was well aware of his character. After sighing helplessly, he still went forward and helped him sit down on the nearest chair.
Seeing the worried look on his face, he endured it, and finally couldn't help but persuaded with distress: "I think it's not that the wise king doesn't believe you. The situation in Fancheng now is better than you and I. If there is no army here,
Look, how can our yamen servants be able to hold on?"
Fu Xuejun looked confused, "When did I suspect that the prince doesn't trust me?"
"Old Chen, you said that the emperor has begun to doubt the Kezhou government. Is it possible to remove the two scourges above our heads?"
Master Chen shook his head without hope, "Sir, please don't forget that one of them was born in the Marquis House, and the other is an uncle-nephew relationship with Da Sima.
Besides, even if the emperor sends people to investigate this matter, even if the truth is really found out, can you guarantee that the next magistrates of Zhouzhou and Kecheng will be more upright than the current two?"
The excitement in Fu Xuejun's heart suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured down from his head. Not only was it completely wiped out, but his whole body began to gradually become cold.
He took a sip of the hot tea poured by Master Chen and said as if to comfort himself: "I should be contented, right? At least Ye Zhizhou and Liu Zhifu did not let me be the same as them.
Nor did he harm me."
If the earthquake in Fancheng hadn't happened so suddenly, they wouldn't have been able to solve the problem of grain storage, or they would have put more effort into it.
Alas~
Fu Xuejun covered his face and choked out: "I just want to be a real parent, why is it so difficult?"
Seeing his beloved showing such a fragile side, Master Chen no longer cared that they were still in the government office, and hugged Fu Xuejun tightly with red eyes.
"No matter how difficult it is, I will always be by your side."
Fu Xuejun hugged Master Chen's waist, and a muffled voice came from in front of him: "Old Chen, if I can't continue to be an official, let's go back to our hometown to farm together."
"……good."
Forget it, who blinded him to find such a person.
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Meng Meng reminds you: Remember to collect after reading this
