"Me?" Wang Xian was speechless and said, "I am a humble person, so what can I do?"
"So you need an official position, a civilian official position." Jin Wen said in a deep voice: "We know that this is trying to encourage others, and it is very unfair to you. But the situation is too severe, and we cannot allow you to study slowly and stand out step by step.
, please give up your ego and put His Highness as the most important thing in everything." After saying that, he bowed deeply to him.
Wang Xian hurriedly supported him and said: "The bachelor's words are serious. For the sake of the prince and grandson, I am naturally duty-bound." He paused and said: "Is the situation really that bad?"
"You don't need to worry about the situation here, just concentrate on the exam." Jin Wen shook his head and said with a smile, "Go and talk to His Highness Taisun, and then we'll set off."
"Yes." Wang Xian responded, and when Zhu Zhanji came back, he told him what happened to Jin Wen. Zhu Zhanji was very crisp and said with a smile: "It's a good relationship. I also think that Lao Shizi Qian Hu is not suitable.
You should listen to Master Jin and the others."
"Is this... really okay?" Wang Xian asked in a low voice.
"No problem." Zhu Zhanji said with certainty: "Master Jin and the others are kind people and will not harm you."
After saying goodbye to Zhu Zhanji, Wang Xian left Beijing with the Ministry of War and the Consolidation of the Ministry of War. He rode hard all the way, stayed overnight at dawn, and returned to Jinling ten days later.
Although the journey was very tiring, Wang Xian did not feel tired at all. After the arduous journey on the grassland, his physical and mental endurance was much stronger than before. It seems that "heaven will give a great responsibility to man"
Also, you must first work hard on your mind, work your muscles and bones, and starve your body and skin. This sentence is absolutely correct.
When he thought of Sister Lin, whom he hadn't seen for nine months, Wang Xian felt like returning home. He originally wanted to give his wife a surprise. But then he thought about it, Zhu Zhanji's father was facing a disaster now. If he went home first, it would seem
The prince didn't take the prince to heart. He had to suppress his mood to go home and ride to the East Palace first.
All the guards in the East Palace knew Wang Xian. When they saw him, the leader of the guards immediately stepped forward to lead the horse. He smiled in surprise and said, "Isn't your eyes dazzled? Why do you always come back, my grandson? Are you back too?"
"His Royal Highness Taisun will have to wait a while before returning with the Emperor." Wang Xian said with a smile: "I have some personal matters to come back early. I want to report to the Crown Prince that he is safe first."
He was considered an official of the East Palace, so he didn't need to report. He handed the horse to the guards and went in as if he were following his own front door. The guards and eunuchs he met came up to say hello and they looked relaxed, as if they didn't know yet.
A storm has enveloped the East Palace.
When he came outside the inner study room, he saw Fan Hong, the steward of the East Palace. He smiled and saluted, and asked in a low voice: "Old father-in-law, are you up?" It was past noon, and Zhu Gaochi usually took a nap.
"Hey, I came back just in time." Fan Hong said with a wry smile: "The prince is in a bad mood these days, and I haven't slept. I must be very happy to see you." After saying that, he asked the little eunuch to wait on Wang Xian and went in by himself.
Tongzhi, in a blink of an eye, he came out and said that His Highness invited you.
Entering the inner study, Wang Xian hurriedly paid homage and heard Zhu Gaochi's gentle voice saying: "Zhong Huai, help Wang Aiqing up for me."
After Wang Xian thanked the prince, he stood up and saw that Zhu Gaochi was still the same. He was as fat as Maitreya Buddha, but his eye circles were black and bloodshot, and there was a look of worry in his eyebrows. But he was still very happy when he saw Wang Xian.
He happily greeted her cordially: "Wang Aiqing, come and sit here."
The prince sat cross-legged on the couch and asked Wang Xian to sit on the other side. This was a bit too polite, so Wang Xian naturally declined and said, "I don't dare."
"Isn't it just a seat?" Zhu Gaochi said sincerely: "You saved Gu's son, and you are Gu's benefactor. Ordinarily Gu should thank you."
"I've killed the humble minister." Wang Xian thanked him hurriedly, but he couldn't resist the prince's enthusiasm, so he had to sit on the couch with his buttocks slightly apart.
"Sit down securely." Zhu Gaochi said with a pun, "You can always sit down securely with me."
Wang Xian had long experienced His Highness the Crown Prince's ability to win over people's hearts, and had long since put aside his contempt for the seemingly fat and incompetent Crown Prince... To use a less respectful word to describe it, His Highness the Crown Prince had a "pig-like face."
His heart was clear, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to make so many people willing to sacrifice for him.
After sitting down, Zhu Gaochi asked him if he had eaten. Although Wang Xian was very hungry, he still said that he had eaten. The prince asked someone to serve tea and said warmly: "I heard a while ago that you stayed in Wala, and both Gu and Zhanji's mother were here."
I was very anxious, saying that if something happens to you, how will we explain it to Qing'er and your parents?" He said with a happy face: "Fortunately, you are back safely."
"Your Highness is worried." Wang Xian said softly.
"Don't be so polite." Zhu Gaochi waved his hand and said with a smile: "You and Zhan Ji are as close as brothers, and you saved his life. In Gu's eyes, you are like my child. You can do whatever you want in front of me. There is no need."
It’s necessary to be so nervous.”
"Yes." Wang Xian smiled bitterly and said: "Your Highness, I am not nervous when I see you. I am anxious about the current situation." Since Zhu Gaochi knew that he had returned, there was no reason not to know the critical situation he was in. With these words
It was not easy for the prince to take the initiative, so of course Wang Xian had to speak first.
"Haha..." The prince's smile froze for a while, and then he sighed: "If it rains, my mother wants to get married, so let it come."
"Your Highness has a clear conscience," Wang Xian said in surprise, "Why do you have to submit to the situation?"
"That's well said." Zhu Gaochi said with a look of deep approval on his face: "You have a clear conscience and accept the situation. That's well said. Especially the latter..." It really showed his state of mind over the years.
"You still have to save yourself..." Wang Xian actually didn't know what to say to His Highness the Crown Prince. After all, the two parties had only met a few times before, and their exchange of words was really awkward.
"Well..." Zhu Gaochi said with a grateful smile: "Zhongde is back to Beijing for the first time. He didn't even go back home, so he came to my place."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded.
"I have recorded your thoughts." Zhu Gaochi smiled and said, "But in this matter, I really can't do anything."
"Why?" Wang Xian asked in confusion.
"Because I haven't done anything," Zhu Gaochi said slowly: "There is nothing in the first place, so where can I cause dust?
"..." Wang Xian understood. What the prince meant was that he was innocent and had a clear conscience. No matter what he did now, he seemed guilty. It would be better to do nothing. The pure will become pure by itself, and the turbid will become turbid.
Although he disagreed with the prince's negative thoughts, Wang Xian also admitted that for the prince, this choice was obviously the right one. As for moving reinforcements and the like, that was a matter for those around him and he could not interfere with it.
After understanding this, Wang Xian said nothing more and chatted with Zhu Gaochi for a few more words about the customs outside the Great Wall, then he stood up and left.
After leaving the East Palace, Erhei asked: "Sir, are you going home now?"
"No." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "Go to Qingshou Temple."
Arriving at the crowded Qingshou Temple, Zhike Monk heard someone coming from outside and came out to welcome him excitedly. But when he saw it was Wang Xian, he couldn't help but feel discouraged and weakly said: "What kind of wind brought you here?"
"What kind of attitude?" Wang Xian scolded with a smile: "Hurry up and get fast food for the brothers, I'm going to starve to death."
"Well... at least we have to offer incense first." Zhike Monk looked depressed, thinking that before, every time he came here, he would pretend to offer incense, but now it's better, he doesn't even bother to offer incense and just comes to eat.
Wang Xian followed his good deeds and offered incense to the Buddha. He thanked the Bodhisattva for blessing him on his safe return and seemed very pious. After all this, he hurried to the fasting meal and ate two large bowls of Arhat noodles before wiping his mouth carelessly and patting his belly.
He stood up and said, "When you're full, let's go and pay your respects to the old monk." He also asked the brothers to open their mouths and eat. Anyway, it's free of charge.
After saying that, under the disdainful eyes of all the bald heads, he swaggered towards Yao Guangxiao's Zen room.
In fact, he had not been so rude before, and he paid attention to self-cultivation as a scholar, but hanging around in the military camp for more than a year had left an indelible aura on him... For example, when he opened his mouth, he said 'I am,' etc.
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When he arrived outside the Zen room, he calmed down, regained his composure, knocked on the door and went in: "Master, my disciple is here to see you."
Yao Guangxiao was still half-dead, sitting cross-legged and meditating in the Zen room. Hearing this, he opened his triangular eyes, glanced at him and said, "I'm back."
"I'm back." Wang Xian sat down opposite him and saluted respectfully: "Thanks to the master's bag of tips this time, my disciple and His Highness were able to avoid danger."
"You were talking about that kit," the old monk suddenly said in embarrassment, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was confused and took the wrong kit that day. The kit was actually for other people's fortune telling and had nothing to do with you."
"How can it be okay? Shangjiu, you have regrets for being a proud dragon." Wang Xian listened for a long time and said, "What I said is absolutely correct."
"Of course, my fortune telling is always accurate." Yao Guangxiao said with a proud smile: "How about it, just accept it..."
Wang Xian had a dark look on his face, why did this old monk lose his line? He just said that the tip bag he gave me was wrong, but now he changed his mind and started boasting.
"Haha..." Yao Guangxiao smiled mysteriously and said, "This is my special skill. Do you want to learn it? Just tell me if you want to learn it."
"Isn't it just cheating?" Wang Xian said depressedly: "You will play your disciple to death like this. When I saw the word 'Shangjiu', I thought you were asking me to go to Jiulongkou, so I rushed in regardless.
I almost won’t be able to come back.”
"Silly, even if I force you with a knife, you shouldn't be joking with your own life." Yao Guangxiao snorted coldly.
"But Master, I have unconditional trust in you." Wang Xian said with a bitter face: "Can you be more serious?"
"Remember, stupid disciple, no one in this world can be trusted unconditionally, otherwise you will be close to death." Yao Guangxiao smiled coldly and said word by word: "Also...if you are serious, you will lose."