Qian Zhidong's words made Su Ziji a little confused as to how to react. It would make his enemy feel reassured by his promise, and no one would be able to do this.
"The thing is under the old poplar tree ten steps away from the well entrance." Qian Zhidong also told Su Ziji the location where the woman was temporarily staying.
When Qian Zhidong wanted to say more, Su Ziji saw that the soldiers in the distance were impatient, and did not want to have too much contact with Qian Zhidong. After all, it was normal to say a few words, but it was wrong to say more.
Su Ziji turned to leave. After walking a few steps, he suddenly looked back and asked: "Now that things have happened, you should understand your situation. What do you think now?"
"What do you think?" Qian Zhidong suddenly sneered: "Others will say that they want to be a rich man in the countryside. I think it would be better if I never became an official."
Su Ziji took a deep look. These words sounded ordinary, but in fact they contained the deepest meaning. He took a breath of the clear sea breeze, said nothing, raised his feet and walked away.
"What this means is that when death is imminent, all I can do is hate - hate myself for helping Dazheng."
"At this point, I have no regrets at all. I only regret that I have contributed to the court and am still very stubborn."
"In troubled times, you must be a hero."
"It's a pity that I was born in the wrong era."
Su Ziji didn't know that the contemporary master of Tongshan Temple, who had a grudge against him at the beginning, had this thought: "It would be better to cut off the secrets of heaven and earth than to allow future generations of disciples to have the opportunity to serve the imperial court."
Because I don’t have the secrets of heaven and earth, I want to be a slave but I can’t get it.
Perhaps all the talented people in the world have the same biggest resentment when facing this juncture. They hate why they worked for the imperial court (boss) back then.
In the next few days, Su Ziji never saw Qian Zhidong again, as if the encounter that day was just a rare outing for Qian Zhidong.
However, Ye Taoist got information from others and told Su Ziji that Qian Zhidong was not locked in the cabin now, and he had some time every day to come out to enjoy the breeze and bask in the sun.
But ever since Qian Zhidong met Su Ziji that day, he seemed to have calmed down all of a sudden. He didn't even bother to go out to enjoy the breeze, and his temper became much better.
Seeing Qian Zhidong's behavior, the guarding soldiers followed him.
"Sir, we will arrive in the capital in about a day or two, but the weather doesn't seem to be very good. It's going to snow."
The wild Taoist stood on the deck with Su Ziji, looked at the sky, and said to Su Ziji.
Su Ziji looked ahead. Although he couldn't see the shore yet, he felt somewhat comfortable when he thought that he would be able to land in a day or two and meet Ye Buhui without being detained on the ship.
Beijing·Qingyuan Temple·Jushiyuan
Green lanterns and yellow scrolls, bells chanting scriptures
Ye Buhui sat alone in the courtyard all day, and occasionally went out to meet the chess master Du Chenglin. In the eyes of the pilgrims, she was forced to live in the Qingdeng Ancient Scrolls.
"Whose little lady is this? How can she live here alone?" When talking about it in private, one would inevitably sigh, knowing that such a girl has ended up in such a miserable situation.
There were still a few hooligans who wanted to make some ideas, but for some reason, they disappeared in a few days.
"I'm afraid it's a noble family member, so I won't offend you."
As time goes by, her various identities gradually disappear and become more distant.
Ye Buhui has heard a little bit about these speculations. She can only say that Zi is not a fish, and she knows the joy of fish.
I concentrate on playing chess and copy the chess scores when I have time. Strangely enough, every time I copy, I often gain more understanding. As the days pass, the manuscripts are one by one, layer by layer, gradually getting higher and higher. p>
His chess skills also improved day by day, which made Du Chenglin marvel again and again.
When he was tired, Ye Buhuihao put down the chess pieces with a slight movement of his wrist, and stared at the chessboard, but he still had some unfinished thoughts. He turned around and took out a thick stack of letters from home that he had just received a few days ago. He read this letter and then the other.
Feng, she had read it countless times, but she still couldn't get enough of it, as if she could see a flower through the familiar handwriting.
It wasn't until there were footsteps and a knock on the door that she put down the letter, put on a cloak and went out.
Across the door, Ye Buhui asked: "Who?"
"Madam, the young Marquis ordered me to send you a message, saying that Mr. Su is on his way home and will arrive in the capital soon. Please don't worry and just wait for the good news."
"Really? Su Zi...my husband is coming back?" Ye Buhui hurriedly opened the door and asked.
Opposite me was Aunt Li, who often came here. She also had a bamboo basket in her hand. She gave her a blessing and said, "That's right, my young master also heard the news, saying that the imperial envoy's ship can arrive in as fast as one day or as slow as two days."
Beijing."
"I was specially sent to deliver the letter."
"Thank you for coming to report. You can take these." This was a happy event. Xingye Buhui had some silver beans on him, so he grabbed a few and gave them to her.
Aunt Li accepted it with a smile.
"Thank you, madam, for the reward. When the imperial ship arrives, there will be a fast ship notification in advance. If I get the news, I will tell madam."
"Then it will be hard work."
"Also, these food all belong to the chef in the house. Madam sent me to deliver some."
In fact, it was just some candied snacks. Ye Buhui thanked her again, took the bamboo basket, and waited for her to leave. He walked into the room in a good mood, took off his cloak and threw it aside. He gently picked up a letter from home and faced it.
The letter said: "You are finally coming back."
"Just send the news." Mr. Fang Xiaohou in the Hou Mansion nodded after hearing the report, waved her back, sat in front of the charcoal brazier, and carelessly stirred the charcoal with the fire chopsticks.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "I didn't expect that Su Ziji was allowed to achieve military exploits, and even come back so quickly without delaying the test. The person who did this is probably angry now."
Not only did he fail to make Su Ziji suffer a big loss, but he also "gifted" credit for his achievements. He also failed to prevent him from taking the exam. He also left a bad impression on the emperor. It can be said that he lost his wife and lost his army.<
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Thinking of them all, the two kings of Shu were afraid that they would be in a bad mood at the moment. Mr. Fang Xiaohou couldn't help but feel a little happy: "I just don't know if the imperial students who went with him also made meritorious services."
I heard that Shao Sisen was not mentioned in the battle report sent back by the two imperial envoys. I am afraid that even if he has made a contribution, it will be limited.
At this moment, he didn’t know that Shao Sisen had died at sea, so Mr. Fang Xiaohou put it aside and didn’t think much about it.
Just after laughing, the young Marquis was still worried and frowned. Just now he was having fun in pain, but now he is just thinking: "This spring, the emperor is slightly ill again."
Calling it a minor ailment, in order not to shock the court, real ailments are not transmitted to the outside world. A minor ailment that can be transmitted to the outside world is actually not serious.
"I'm not too old now, but I'm just old enough to know my destiny. I haven't heard of my ears yet, but it's not good to report illness many times."
This treasonous idea should not be thought by the ministers, but Mr. Fang Xiaohou had to think about it.
"If there are still five or six years left, Su Ziji may have some opportunities. If it is less than five years, even if the emperor supports him, I am afraid he will not be able to defeat Qi, the two kings of Shu."
"But my Marquis Mansion has been involved in Su Ziji's matter. Although I know it well and was ordered to intervene, outsiders don't know, or if they know it, they will classify us as one party. When the time comes, who will be the two kings of Shu?"
I have sex, I think about this, and I have an attack, how can I stop it?"
"Unless I strike back, I will definitely offend the Emperor. As long as the Emperor is alive, the fury of thunder will be even more unbearable."
Thinking of this, Mr. Fang Xiaohou couldn't help but worry. It would be uncomfortable to be forced onto a pirate ship.