Some people who were secretly watching to see Yang Shu's jokes were surprised to find that there were no jokes at all.
There was no trouble at all in the capital's defense, and Wei Heng defended it well.
Cao Yong, who took over Jiangyang Camp, immediately put on the congratulatory form.
Two months later, the good news from Zong Xu also arrived - but there were several tribes in Xirong. They heard that the late emperor had died of illness and wanted to cause trouble. They took advantage of the New Year to ask for benefits, but they didn't know that Zong Xu wouldn't give him any advantage and said nothing.
Leading the troops through Guliang Pass.
Well, I didn't ask for the red envelope, so I gave Zong Xu a reason to win two small tribes one after another.
Yang Shu couldn't laugh or cry, knowing that Zong Xu wanted to expand his territory, so he ordered him to scold him a few words, but also praised him greatly, and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
The rest were each rewarded after he ascended the throne.
Guo Xu was promoted to deputy prime minister. The prime minister was promoted according to seniority. He was a good old man who was very knowledgeable on weekdays. He was very satisfied. Jiang Wenfeng had already entered the political hall and had some more titles. There were also people from the Pei family who stood up at critical moments.
They all talk about merit and rewards.
What is surprising is that Fu Jin did not enter the court and returned to Santai Academy.
Guo Xu, who was ready to fight with him, was at a loss.
——In Cong Long Zhi Gong, he didn’t take the opportunity to display his ambition, but actually went back to teach?
What a book to teach! Fu has gone back this time, but he doesn’t teach anymore. He used to teach to hide himself, but now he doesn’t have to hide, so what else can he teach?
He is too lazy to teach those idiots!
I went back to Santai Academy, but I think it's a good place to live here. It's close to the capital, so I can come here whenever I want. It's clean and the scenery is nice.
He also has a room full of wine, how can he take advantage of others?
Before leaving Beijing, he said to Jiang Wenfeng: "That fool Guo Xu, he loves to fight and let him fight. Even if I retreat bravely, my status in the heart of the Holy Emperor is always one level higher than his. He can't fight no matter how hard he fights. You should pay more attention in the future."
, this old boy’s moral integrity is limited, and now that he has great power, don’t let him get carried away.”
Jiang Wenfeng agreed, feeling very complicated.
Fu Jinxiao asked: "What's your expression?"
Jiang Wenfeng said: "The student... feels that he has never understood Mr.
"What can't you understand?" Fu Jin didn't take it seriously, "I fight for the throne for the Holy Emperor for two reasons. One is that I was entrusted by Prince Sihuai back then. The other is that what the late emperor did made me unhappy.
Now that the big things have been accomplished, the pursuit of fame and fortune is not what we want."
"...Mr. Gaoyi."
Fu Jin waved his hand: "Come on, what's the point of high righteousness? I don't want fame and fortune, but I really put a lot of effort into this thing. I don't want to be like Lu Xiang, who really devotes himself to everything."
Jiang Wenfeng was speechless.
"Okay, don't give it away. Santai Academy is only a short distance away. You can take a round trip in one day. If I want to eat pig head meat in the future, why don't I come back to buy it?"
"..." Jiang Wenfeng bowed, "Good go, sir."
"Say goodbye, don't say goodbye!" Fu Jin was dissatisfied, "It sounds like I'm going to ride a crane to the west."
Jiang Wenfeng had to change his words: "Goodbye, sir."
Fu Jin was reluctantly satisfied: "That's pretty much it."
He got in the car, turned around and said again: "Please help me keep an eye on my house in Beijing! I'll come and live in it later."
Jiang Wenfeng agreed.
At this time, a horse came galloping and stopped in front of them with a "hoo".
Ah Xuan rolled his saddle and dismounted: "Mr. Fu!"
Fu Jin raised his eyebrows: "Hey, General Yang, you can't come up to see Fu on behalf of the saint, right?"
Ah Xuan smiled and said yes, and took off a few oil paper bags from the side of the saddle.
"His Majesty asked me to send some packages of braised pork to Mr.
Fu Jin laughed heartily, took the braised pork, and said, "Thank you for my kindness. Your Majesty understands my thoughts."
He got in the car again, took these bags of braised pork out of the city gate, and wandered away.
In the Chengmen Restaurant, there are two people looking over here.
The nephew of the Guo family asked in confusion: "Uncle Six, since you are here to see me off, why don't you show up?"
Guo Xu took a dull sip of wine and said, "What are you showing up for? I'm already being outdone by him. Isn't it just asking for trouble if you show up?"
The nephew of the Guo family was even more puzzled: "You have been promoted and now your status is above Mr. Fu!"
"This is not a matter of status!" Guo Xu couldn't stand his stupidity and hit him on the head, "Why have you been with me for so long and you're still so clueless?"
The nephew of the Guo family laughed with him: "My nephew is naturally not as good as my sixth uncle. Who in the family can compare with my sixth uncle?"
Guo Xu thought about it. His family was just a small landowner, and his family background was completely inferior to those of the wealthy families. To have a talent like him was just smoke rising from his ancestral graves.
Hey, let's put our hope in the next generation. He can get the position of prime minister with a few more years of experience. After twenty years of hard work, the Guo family will definitely become a wealthy family.
Thinking about it this way, it's okay for Fu Jin to leave. This guy is only a few years older than him, and he is even more talented and wise. If he really wants to stay, he may not be able to win...
Guo Xu took a sip of wine and asked his nephew to pay the bill: "Hurry back, the new king has ascended the throne, and it is the New Year. There are many official duties, so there is no time to waste."
In the transition between old and new, the New Year has arrived.
Just as the national funeral was over, Yunjing was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it was full of joy.
Mingwei was invited by Princess An to visit her as a guest.
As soon as the late emperor died, Zhong Yue left the palace and concentrated on treating Prince An's leg.
Probably because he felt guilty, he was very dedicated.
Mingwei asked him and said that the prosthetic bones were almost ready. As long as King An was willing to work hard to recover, he would be able to walk like a normal person.
After hearing this, she felt much better.
Although there was such an old man on the table, King An himself had nothing to say to Yang Shu. When he learned that he had ascended the throne, he immediately put up a list of congratulations, so that some people with ulterior motives did not even have the opportunity to take the opportunity to attack.
The fourth prince has no power of his own yet, so even if he recognizes him, he can only obey him.
She knew in her heart that Fu Jin had Wang An's legs removed.
If it couldn't be cured, Fu Jin would certainly not feel guilty, but Yang Shu would definitely feel resentful.
"Miss Mingqi!"
Mingwei was lost in thought when he suddenly heard the maid beside Princess An shout.
She turned around and looked over.
The maid pointed to the garden with a smile and winked: "Princess, please go and enjoy the flowers."
Mingwei responded with a smile and thanked her.
The maid then said: "Sister Duofu, I heard that you are very skillful. You embroidered Miss Ming Qi's handkerchiefs. Can you teach me how to do it?"
Duofu was a little confused: "Paja? It's nothing special!"
"But you are good at your craftsmanship! Come on!" The maid took her away.
Ming smiled slightly and turned around to enter the garden.
What an honest child. After following her for so many years, he is still so upright.
In the garden, in order to celebrate the festival, many colorful silks were tied up. The lights reflected the colors beautifully.
She walked slowly among the trees and flowers, and when the lights shone on her, she looked even more picturesque, and her skin was as creamy as a real person.
Someone was standing in the small garden building, watching this scene, feeling inexplicably worried.
It seems that the next moment, she will ride on the wind and return. (To be continued)