The teacher has been disliked by the emperor and is about to retire and return home. Is this true or false?
After coming out of Wanfu, Wang Xu was worried, because in his chessboard, Xue Mushan was the most important chess piece, and one move could affect the whole body.
All in all, the last time I corresponded with my teacher was in mid-May.
The teacher wrote a letter from the capital, telling him to devote himself to his studies, and revealed the news that Enke would be held at the end of August.
It is now early June, and the Empress Dowager's 60th birthday will be at the end of August, and the news that Enke will be opened has been confirmed.
Likewise, he has not received a letter from his teacher for more than half a month. Normally, a letter would come from the capital every ten days.
Before, he only thought that something was going on with the teacher and didn't think deeply about it.
After hearing Uncle Wan Guo's words, and thinking of the teacher's abnormal behavior, I couldn't believe that something big had changed in the capital.
Otherwise, there is a pavilion elder behind the Wang family, and no matter how ugly the Wan family looks, they will not devour him in one bite.
The Wan family no longer cares about this, and even uses it as a threat to point out the nobles in the palace who can speak out, indicating that this matter is not 100% sure, but it is still 60-70% certain.
"There is a teacher above who is an elder. Whether I admit it or not, he is a halo that has blessed me. If the teacher is really disgusted by the emperor and wants to retire and return to his hometown, some people in the court will I’m afraid you won’t be happy to see me rise!”
The last time Xue Mushan resigned from old age and returned to his hometown, it was because he failed in the party struggle. He did not really retire and return to his hometown, but used retreat to advance.
Similarly, the teacher was only in his sixties at that time, not even seventy. Considering his rank and age, it would be easy for him to relapse.
Today is different from the past. The teacher is seventy-six years old this year.
It is rare in ancient times for people to pass their seventies. If they retire and return to their hometown this time, they will really retire and return to their hometown. No matter whether they are disliked by the emperor or not, there is no possibility of coming back.
Once the teacher retreated, how could Wang Xu, a disciple, stay out and not be affected?
The top position is a carrot and a pit, and the competition is very fierce.
Over the years, Xue Mushan has climbed from the seventh level to the first level, how could he not have offended anyone?
Before, when the teacher was in office, it was difficult for these people to mobilize. Once the teacher retires, there will be people who will add fuel to the fire.
Wang Xu is Xue Mushan's disciple and heir to the mantle. The teacher's opponents at the time would definitely not be willing to see his rise.
You don't need to think about it to know that if this matter is true, he will inevitably be targeted overtly or covertly in the future. Wang Xu cannot avoid such a vortex.
"I just want to be a copywriter quietly, do scientific research honestly, and then retire to the mountains and forests to write books and biographies. Why can't it suit my needs? Do these bastards have to torture my mind and starve my body? Skin, can't you let me walk so smoothly?"
The more Wang Xu thought about it, the angrier he became. He had already planned it. He would take scientific examinations and raise his hopes at the same time. The two would be combined into one to become a sage.
Why are there always more changes in the plan? Why are these people so naughty and insist on making him angry?
Now, Wang Xu is very angry, and the consequences will be serious.
"Young master, you are back. I have found many little sisters and asked people about the boat. In a few days, our boat will be open for business."
Inside the fame and wealth residence, the embroiderer had been waiting at the door. When she saw Wang Xu coming back, she eagerly came up to him from afar.
Wang Xu was not in the mood to talk nonsense with the embroiderer, but as soon as he entered the door, he found that there were hundreds of orioles inside, all stretching their necks to look at him like fledglings.
Seeing the curiosity, frustration, fear, and panic in those people's eyes, Wang Xu suppressed the irritability in his heart and forced a smile: "Everyone here, no matter what your name is or where you come from, as long as you enter this door
, we are a family. Don’t worry, as long as you work hard, I won’t treat you badly.”
After a few words of encouragement and the prostitution deeds of these little sisters from the embroiderer, Wang Xu returned to the room under the watch of countless people.
"Sister Xiu'er, the young master seems to have something on his mind!"
"Yes, the young master doesn't like us, does he?"
"Wuwuwu, I don't want to be sold, Sister Xiu'er, I'm scared."
The little sisters who were bought back by Xiu'er are all skinny horses from racecourses, and they know very well how miserable the fate of skinny horses that are not liked by their owners is.
Looking at a group of little sisters who were only sixteen or seventeen years old, with the youngest only thirteen or fourteen years old, Xiuer held the hands of these people and comforted them one by one: "Don't think too much, the young master just went out to play today and was a little tired.
No, I have no intention of not liking you."
Wang Xu didn't know that his perfunctory behavior was no less than a bolt from the blue to these girls.
They are all miserable people. One by one, they were sold into slavery by their parents, and then lived on a horse farm, where they could only laugh at others all day long.
Such people are often the most sensitive. As their master, Wang Xu, if he doesn't like them, what awaits them is brothels and prostitutes, which are nightmare-like places.
Wang Xu didn't know anything about the outside world.
When he returned to his room, he had already started writing furiously, writing a letter to his teacher.
In the letter, Wang Xu first mentioned that he was determined to win Enke this time, and then in a tactful tone, he asked whether the teacher had encountered any trouble in the capital.
And tentatively, communicate with the teacher that if there is really trouble, one person can calculate the shortcomings, and two people can calculate the shortcomings. Maybe he can come up with a solution.
"Ingots!"
After writing the letter, Wang Xu gave a low drink.
Phew!!
Accompanied by the cry of an eagle, a half-tall ingot with golden wings landed in front of his window.
In the past ten years, with the cultivation of massive amounts of elixirs, Yuan Bao has transformed from an ordinary young eagle into a spiritual eagle that understands human speech and is comparable to a third-order monster beast.
Moreover, Yuanbao seems to have a hidden bloodline. Under Wang Xu's training over the years, it has become more and more extraordinary, especially a pair of wings, which are harder than real steel and are extremely magical.
"You go to the capital overnight, give this letter to the teacher, and then bring back the teacher's reply." Wang Xu ordered as he put the letter away and put it into Yuanbao's anklet.
Yuan Bao nodded humanely, jumped up from the window, and fluttered his wings towards the north.
Wang Xu exhaled, Yuan Bao is now comparable to a third-level monster and is good at flying.
It only takes a quarter of an hour to go back and forth from Jiangnan to the Central Plains. This letter will reach the teacher before midnight.
As long as we get the teacher's reply and find out what happened in the capital and why the teacher is disliked by the emperor, there may be a chance to save him.
"I hope it's still too late, otherwise"
Looking at Yuan Bao's retreating figure, Wang Xu's eyes flashed with a hint of haze.
On the other side of the capital, if the flood is overwhelming and the Wanjia are pressing every step of the way, they will have no choice but to gong and drum in front of them.
In this way, no matter who wins or loses, it is not in line with Wang Xu's policy of low-key development.
Similarly, giving up the glass bead industry to others is not something Wang Xu can accept.
If you step back from this step, others will think you are easy to bully, and you will have no choice but to step back again and again, and you will not be able to help yourself.
To be honest, the teacher didn't tell him about such a big thing. He had to find out about it from Wan's family, which made him so passive. The teacher didn't handle this matter properly.
It is said that after three days of separation, teachers should treat each other with admiration. Does the teacher still think that he is the kid outside Sanjian River who can only pretend to be innocent?
No, he is no longer the same person he was ten years ago. No one in this world can underestimate him. Wang Xu has this confidence and confidence.
"Mom, everything is fine with the child in Yangzhou Prefecture."
Wang Xu picked up the pen again, this time writing a letter from home.
There are some greetings at the front, and then he writes: "Haier asked people to bring back corn, potato, tomato, and pepper seeds from overseas, and the experimental field opened with these seeds should have begun to bear fruit. It's still.
Please ask Mother to send someone to record the yield per acre, cultivation method, and drought resistance of these seeds in detail, so that the child may need them later."
All in all, Wang Xu wrote thousands of words.
Looking at the densely packed letter home, Wang Xu gently blew the ink dry: "Teacher, teacher, you are just a piece of mud, I can stick you on the wall. But, I hope you don't let me use it."
These methods, a big killer like food, would be a bit of a loss if we use them now!"