Outside the capital, by the Yangtze River, the autumn wind is bleak, the river is wide and the clouds are low. A small wooden boat is moored at the pier, and several servants are carrying luggage. Just like he was demoted to Gansu nine years ago, Liu Songpo is still a simple servant, an old wife and an old servant.
, just a few boxes of books. The difference is that the smart little daughter is no longer around, and Liu Songpo is no longer the high-spirited middle-aged official he used to be. Unknowingly, his temples have turned gray./
Liu Jingyun whispered from the side: "Dad, the wind is strong, please get on the boat."
Liu Songpo waved his hand gently, still looking at the capital in the distance, as if he was saying a silent farewell to this city. The road ahead to Lingnan was bumpy, and it was still unknown whether he could come back.
Liu Jingyun was in a bad mood. He was the one who reported his sister's whereabouts to the officers and soldiers, but he didn't know that he had been caught wrongly. The official position that was originally promised to him was also taken away. When he thought about it, he regretted it. He shouldn't have believed that white-eyed wolf Yang Feng. Now he can say anything.
It's too late, we can only hope that the old man will come back again, although that is very slim.
Liu Jingyun and his wife had no children and no income in the capital, so they still followed their father to Qiongzhou, so that they could have someone to look after them on the way. At this moment, his daughter-in-law and his mother were wiping tears in the cabin. Ever since Liu Ying'er left, Mrs. Liu's eyes
She has always been popular, and now her husband has been demoted again. The double blow has made her depressed.
Liu Songpo was waiting for someone. He didn't believe that he had been an official for many years and that he had narrowly escaped death in Lingnan and no one came to see him off.
However, there was really no one to see him off. Liu Songpo's close friend Zhou Ziqing, the Minister of Household Affairs, was still patrolling Huguang in order to implement the new tax system. In this huge capital, no one came to see him off.
It's really chilling to think about it.
Liu Songpo didn't know that today was a happy day for Mr. Yang Feng Yang to be promoted to the position of Assistant to the Imperial Academy. All the officials in the court went to congratulate him, but no one cared about him, a destitute demoted official.
Liu Songpo let out a long sigh and was about to board the boat when he suddenly saw a horse galloping towards him. His eyes lit up and he immediately stopped. However, when the person came closer, Liu Songpo's eyebrows stood up again.
The person who came turned out to be Yang Feng.
Yang Feng only wore a homely cotton robe and was dressed very simply. When he saw Liu Songpo standing on the pier, he quickly rolled off his saddle and dismounted, walked over quickly, bowed his head and bowed.
"Teacher, I just heard that you are going out today. Fortunately, you are not late. Teacher, please take care!"
Yang Feng shed tears and kowtowed three times on the ground, but Liu Songpo just said calmly: "Yang Feng, you are not bad in talent, but you are too scheming. I hope you can put the well-being of the people in the world at heart instead of going around all day long.
If you want to do something clever and charming, just say it here, so you can do it yourself."
After saying that, he turned around and boarded the ship. The official ship untied the moorings and headed away from the shore against the current.
Yang Feng still knelt on the dock and paid homage to the official ship from afar to see his mentor off.
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The next day, Yangxin Hall.
"I heard that dozens of civil and military ministers went to congratulate you on your promotion, but you let them down. You are so good, what are you doing?" the emperor asked with a smile.
"I'm going to see Master Liu off. My mentor is getting old. If he goes to Lingnan now, I'm afraid..." As he said that, Yang Feng's eye circles turned red.
He was a kind and kind person, and the emperor secretly approved of it. The Jinyi Guards had already reported that Yang Feng went to see Liu Songpo off. The emperor knew it well. He was just curious as to why Yang Feng left so many civil and military officials to see off Liu Songpo.
A demoted official with no future.
In fact, the emperor was reluctant to let Liu Songpo go, but this time Old Man Liu went too far, leaving the emperor with nowhere to put his face. The dignity of the emperor is so inviolable, so even if Liu Songpo's merits are high, no matter how strong his talent is,
He must be punished, and there was already someone who could succeed Liu Songpo, so the emperor was cruel and demoted Liu Songpo to Qiongzhou. If he was good-natured, he might be able to return to the capital.
"Yang Feng, I heard that many people have opinions about you. In addition, if you let them go this time, I'm afraid more people will be dissatisfied with you." The emperor said.
"Your Majesty made an unusual promotion, and I am extremely scared. I dare not not dedicate myself to it. I am young and have little qualifications. It is normal for me to be jealous. Moreover, if I improve the tax system for Your Majesty, I will definitely offend many people. I have already expected this." Yang Feng.
He responded calmly.
The emperor nodded: "So, you plan to be a lonely minister?"
"Exactly." Yang Feng raised his head proudly, his young face full of loyalty and ambition.
Being a lonely minister is already Yang Feng's only choice. The tax reform he proposed has touched the interests of many people. Coupled with his sudden rise to a high position, many people are hateful and jealous of him and try every means to attack him. However, Yang Feng
He has won the emperor's favor and has a good relationship with the inner factory, so he won't be able to control him for a while.
Yang Feng understood his situation, so he could only hug the emperor's thigh tightly, showing loyalty and talent without appearing too scheming.
This time, he clearly knew that people had set up wine to congratulate him, and dozens of officials, big and small, were waiting eagerly, but he deliberately let others go, just to show the emperor. As a king, the most taboo is for powerful officials. If Yang Feng gets involved with those officials,
If you try to win over people everywhere, you are really not far away from death.
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Liu Ying'er ran away, but the emperor didn't really care. Where could a little girl go? Jinyiwei and inner factory spies were all over the world. Was he still afraid that Sun Wukong would escape from the palm of the Tathagata Buddha?
Liu Ying'er is not here, so he can marry other women first. Under the supervision of Yang Feng, the officials at all levels are doing their best to not slack off on the important matter of the draft. A thousand show girls have been selected, and ten talents have been selected from them.
A beautiful woman can directly act as a concubine, and there is no need to hold any ceremony. The emperor can go to see her as long as he wishes.
It has been a long time since there have been so many orioles in the palace. A thousand young and beautiful maids came to the palace, adding a lot of beauty and softness to the gloomy palace in the late autumn season. It seemed that even the cold wind became
Be gentle.
In the East Nuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, a table of exquisite wine and food was placed in front of the emperor. The blood-red liquid in the marigold was deer antler blood, a good aphrodisiac. A young girl sat opposite the table. Her grand phoenix crown and harem were incompatible with her immature face, and her face was flushed.
With a handsome face, lowered eyelids, long eyelashes, a slender pink neck, and pretty red lips, a youthful atmosphere blows across his face.
The emperor drank the deer antler blood in one gulp. The well-behaved girl picked up the jug and helped the emperor fill up another cup. She had slender hands, jade-like wrists, and a shy and innocent face. In addition, the emperor
The cup of antler blood with added ingredients in his belly immediately made him feel the dragon whip underneath him. He stopped drinking and just opened his dragon arms to pick up the girl by the waist.
The girl let out a low exclamation, then realized what was about to happen, her face turned red, and she allowed the emperor to hold her and walk towards Longtai.
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A moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold. The emperor felt that his sword was immortal and that he was still as powerful as before. Looking at the girl turning around in joy under him, he fought harder and harder. When he was sprinting hard, suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door of Nuange.