As soon as he walked out of the backyard, Zhang Jian pulled Shen Yi's sleeve impatiently and asked, "What did you tell the eldest father?"
Shen Yi hesitated for a moment, then looked at Zhang Jian and said honestly: "Senior brother, I urge Mr. Zhang to beg for his remains and return home."
Zhang Jian looked at Shen Yi with wide eyes and said nothing for a long time.
After a long time, he seemed to understand something and stopped and looked at Shen Yi.
"Because of Zhu Gyu?"
Shen Yi shook his head slightly: "It's not because of Zhu Gui, it's because the emperor suddenly and inexplicably replaced Zhu Gui, and..."
"It is impossible to change the governor of a province on a whim. Zhu Gui was replaced, which means that the chief minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs agreed. At least three of the five prime ministers in Zhongshu agreed."
Mr. Shen paused and continued: "Maybe all five people nodded in agreement."
This is easy to understand. No prime minister would like to see his predecessor "lasting forever". These prime ministers also need to arrange their own forces and manpower.
Freeing up the position of governor is a great thing for them, and naturally no one will disagree.
Hearing Shen Yi's words, Zhang Jian took a deep breath and said slowly: "Ziheng, I'm going to talk to my eldest father. I'll find you another day."
Shen Yi nodded and said, "When I was talking to Lao Xiangguo just now, I didn't say a complete sentence. Senior brother told Lao Xiangguo that what I just said was a personal suggestion. Whether Lao Xiangguo leaves the capital or not is entirely up to you."
Zhang Jian felt a little heavy. After nodding silently, he said goodbye to Shen Yi. He quickly came to the door of Zhang Jing's study, reached out and knocked on the door and said, "Uncle."
Soon, the old man's voice came from the room.
"Come in."
Zhang Jian pushed the door open and walked in. She glanced at Zhang Jing, then lowered her head and said, "Dad, I just heard Zi Heng say..."
"Um."
Zhang Jing interrupted Zhang Jian before he finished speaking, and said slowly: "I just thought carefully about what Shen Qi said, and what he said... makes sense."
"I have decided to retire and return to my hometown."
He was silent for a while, and then sighed: "I have been in officialdom for most of my life, and I no longer know what the four seasons are like in my hometown. Before I die, I just happened to go back to my hometown to take a look."
Zhang Jian's voice was a little anxious, and he whispered: "Uncle, grandma's health is not very good. Is it better to stay in Jiankang to facilitate treatment..."
"My hometown is Yuqian, and there is no shortage of famous doctors."
Zhang Xiang said silently: "Your uncles are all in Yuqian, and most of your grandchildren are also in Yuqian. After returning home, I and your grandmother can still enjoy family happiness for a few years and be cleaner. Maybe her condition can still be restored."
a little better."
Seeing that Zhang Jian still wanted to speak, Zhang Jing shook his head slightly and said.
"San'er, it's time."
"Originally, my eldest father always felt that he had not been in office for long, as if he was in power last year. Today, Shen Qi exposed this illusion, and eldest father suddenly came back to his senses. Unknowingly,
, My eldest father has been staying in Jiankang for five years."
"The word power is really like a dream, which makes people reluctant to let go."
Zhang Jing waved to Zhang Jian, and Zhang Jian hurriedly stepped forward. The former touched the latter's head and said with a smile: "If you don't leave, my eldest father will not be able to walk. I'm afraid he will die in a foreign land in the future."
Because Zhang Jian was smart since he was a child, he was basically brought up by his grandfather. Hearing this, he felt a little sad. He sighed and said, "My grandson doesn't know how to deal with himself now that my eldest father is gone."
"Shen Qi just said something to the eldest father."
"He said…"
The old man said rather sadly: "He said that no prime minister can get into Zhongshu by being paved the way."
"The words are rough but the reasoning is not rough."
The old man said slowly: "Even if my eldest father stays in Jiankang, he won't be able to guide you much longer. It's better to leave earlier and let you struggle in the officialdom on your own."
He looked at Zhang Jian, and after a pause, a smile appeared on his face: "My eldest father is not here. If you encounter any difficulties, you might as well ask Shen Qi. Although he is a few years younger than you, he has very beautiful eyes."
He is vicious, sees things very accurately, and does things very measuredly."
"If it doesn't work, just write to Yu Qian."
Zhang Jing smiled and said: "Although the eldest father is no longer in the court, I think they still have to give him some face."
Zhang Jian nodded slowly and said, "Father, my grandson has taken note of it."
Zhang Jing nodded, and then said with a smile: "My eldest father will go to the palace tomorrow to meet the saint. This time my eldest father has taken the initiative to request an order to leave Jiankang. Your majesty should have some incense and love in mind. This love will be in your heart."
On your body…”
"Shen Ziheng said that you don't want to be an errand at Taichang Temple anymore. Tell me..."
He looked at his grandson and said, "Where do you want to go?"
"Big father, I will do my last for you tomorrow."
"Hu...hubu..."
Zhang Jian was silent for a while, lowered his head and said, "While Master Zhao is still in the household department, my grandson can learn more from him."
"Um…"
Zhang Jing nodded silently, and then warned: "Zhao Zhi is indeed a good teacher. You can ask him for advice when you encounter problems, but don't rely too much on him."
Zhang Jian nodded.
"My grandson understands."
Zhao Changping has a "political heir".
Although Zhang Jian can be regarded as one of his political heirs, for now, the political heir who is closer to Zhao Shangshu is obviously his son-in-law Song Ying.
Even the more promising Shen Yi.
Naturally, Lao Xiangguo saw this very keenly, so he gave instructions to his grandson. His meaning was very clear.
Ask him more questions and ask him less for things to do.
After all, the master and apprentice have been together for many years and have a good relationship with each other. Zhao Changping is definitely willing to take Zhang Jian with him in the officialdom.
After the old minister said this, he silently glanced at the door of his study and suddenly said something inexplicable.
"Just now Shen Qi told the eldest father here that he had some conflicts with His Majesty because of Zhu Gui's matter..."
Old Xiangguo was a little lost in thought and murmured: "Is there really such a person in the world?"
After sighing with emotion, he glanced at Zhang Jian standing next to him and said, "Grandson, if this matter is true, then Shen Qi is a life and death friend to you."
"You have to keep it in mind."
Zhang Jian lowered his head deeply and his voice was hoarse.
"My grandson has remembered..."
………………
"How is Master Gu's health these days?"
In Dayifang, Mr. Shen, who had gone home and changed out of his official uniform, came to the private school with a smile, carrying wine and food in his hand, and saw old man Gu, whose hair was mostly white.
Old Man Gu glanced at Shen Yi, then motioned for Shen Yi to wait for a moment. He walked into the classroom and ordered the dozens of children inside to study their books seriously, and then looked back at Shen Yi.
"When did you return to Jiankang?"
"I just came back not long ago."
Shen Yi first answered with a smile, then glanced at the classroom and said with a smile: "Master Gu, there seem to be more and more students here, which is a good thing."
When Shen Yi came to look for the old man, there were only a dozen or twenty children in the class, and the education he received was probably barely enough for the old man to live in Jiankang. Now the number of students has probably more than doubled, and some students are still There are no tables and chairs, so you have to stand and listen to the class.
"Isn't it because of your brother?"
Speaking of this, the old man burst out of anger and said angrily: "I don't know who the one who killed a thousand swords came out with the news, saying that Jinke's Tanhua Lang often comes in and out of my place, and he learned from me here. As a result, there are more and more people here."
He said angrily: "How can I keep busy all by myself?"
Shen Yi glanced at the classroom and said with a smile: "Let's stop looking at the teacher. Let's go back to Dongshi Street to find a carpenter's shop and ask him to bring you some tables and benches. As for you, you can't do it alone..."
"Hmm...student, go find one or two talented people to help you?"
The old man glanced at Shen Yi with some confusion: "Is it so easy to find a scholar?"
Shen Yi smiled and said: "Master Gu, all the provincial examinations in the capital are in Jiankang. This Jiankang lacks everything. The most important thing is the down-and-out scholars who failed the examination. Go around the Confucian Temple and grab a lot."
Upon hearing this, Old Man Gu immediately became unhappy.
He puffed his beard and glared angrily, and said angrily: "Who are you scolding for being a failed scholar?"
Shen Yi slapped his forehead and then remembered that the old man in front of him, who was like a master from this world, also lived on the street because he failed in the exam.
Mr. Shen quickly smiled and said, "Master Gu, you are a scholar, so you are different from those scholars."
Old Man Gu snorted, then looked at the food and wine in Shen Yi's hand and asked, "It's rare that you didn't talk back. Why are you so good-tempered?"
"Master Gu, what are you talking about?"
Shen Yi coughed: "Students always respect their teachers."
The old man curled his lips and did not answer.
When Shen Yi was studying literary policy theory with him, he would argue with him when he encountered different opinions, and sometimes he would also make jokes and tease the old man.
While talking, the two people walked to the table in the empty room. Shen Yi placed the food and wine on the table, then stood up and bowed to the old man in a formal manner, with a serious look on his face.
"Shen is the seventh generation brother-in-law and the Shen family of Jiangdu. Thank you so much, Master Gu!"
"No need to thank me."
Old Man Gu curled his lips and said: "The ninth child of your family is already very talented. If you don't study here, you can get it by yourself after studying for a few years."
"I can't help him much."
Having said this, Old Man Gu glanced at Shen Yi and smiled with unknown meaning.
"I've been very helpful to you, Shen Qi."
Mr. Shen smiled awkwardly and did not answer the question.
Because what the old man said is right.
His knowledge at that time was indeed far behind the second-level Jinshi. Without the "devil training" of the old man, it would be difficult for him to become a Jinshi.
If he wins, he will also be ranked in the top three and the same as Jinshi.
