Chen Ping was willing to bet that if Xie Zhiyuan knew what he was thinking, he would definitely give up, so he kept his words in his heart and did not say them out.
In fact, he was thinking, if he had come back later from Lingzhou, would the situation have been more favorable to him?
At that time, I just wanted to catch up with the imperial examination, so that I could free my hands to continue to investigate the truth. But now, I was dragged into the bureau by force, and a very dangerous mission was arranged.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have no choice but to bite the bullet and then be led by the nose, leaving their destiny to others.
But Chen Ping didn't want to be so passive. He had never been a person who could be manipulated at will, so he simply returned to Qianzhou to retreat in order to advance.
Beijing, Su Mansion.
"Chen Ping is going back to Qianzhou?!"
Su Chengli's eyebrows knitted together, and he was full of doubts about Chen Ping's move. What was he going to do?
Is it possible that Chen Ping wants to ignore His Majesty's will? No, that's not right!
Chen Ping has a grudge against them, and under the current circumstances, it is impossible for him to say that he will leave the capital and return to Qianzhou and never leave. There must be a reason!
Maybe this is what His Majesty meant.
Cheng Mansion.
Cheng Yuanjian squinted his eyes, with mixed thoughts, trying to analyze why Chen Ping did this.
"Leaving at this time is really free and easy. I treat the capital as a vegetable market. I can come and leave whenever I want, haha!"
He was very surprised by Chen Ping's behavior and could not figure out what Chen Ping's purpose was. However, the more he thought about it, the more Cheng Yuanjian felt that this was an ally he could cooperate with.
After all, this is a matter of survival in a desperate situation. If you don’t take risks and use some extraordinary measures, you will only become a chess piece that is driven and abandoned at will.
It seems that Chen Ping doesn’t want to be a chess piece either.
Inside the palace.
"Your Majesty, will you send someone to stop Chen Ping?"
"..."
The palace was filled with smoke, and Emperor Tianqi on the dragon bed had a deep expression, showing no emotion or joy. He pondered for a long time and waved his hand lightly.
"No, he will come back."
"Right, Chen Ping?"
In the huge palace, Emperor Tianqi's voice was very faint, and almost only he could hear it.
At the same time, in the capital, the general's mansion.
In the past, Nangong Wen, who shouldered the important task of honoring the frontier and was the first person to resist the barbarians in the north, is now an old man with his hair and beard all white.
As a well-known veteran of three dynasties, he single-handedly rebuilt the northern defense line, which made the barbarians frightened. However, he could not escape the ravages of time. Nangong Wen opened his cloudy eyes and looked at the person coming.
"The late Emperor once told me before his death that I, the Nangong family, should not forget our original intention and guard the border and defend the capital for Dayu."
"I have always remembered it until I was framed by a traitor and left the border. Last year I took command again and rushed to the army. I was heartbroken by what I saw and heard. This time I was able to repel the Hulu, but what about next time? I can't hold on anymore, and neither does Your Majesty.
..."
Recalling every bit of the past, the former imperial backbone of the Daiyu Dynasty burst into tears at this moment. The muddy tears blurred his eyes, making this man who had been proud all his life no longer strong for the first time.
"General!"
The visitor raised his face, and it turned out to be Chang Deyuan, the current pillar of the northern border.
He was moved by it and shed tears. When Old General Nangong was impeached by the government and the opposition, and was finally forced to leave the army, he endured the humiliation and stayed. Even so, he was concerned about the people sent by the court to eliminate elites, cut military expenditures, and suppress and exploit sergeants.
Chang Deyuan could only watch and be unable to stop the behavior that harmed Dayu's military strength.
Every time he thought about this, he hated himself very much and even wanted to leave!
"Dayu is in a troubled time, but internal strife is OK, but external trouble is not! You have to understand this. No matter how big the trouble is in the capital, you can't interfere. Do you understand?"
Chang Deyuan raised his head with a troubled face, and asked: "What if a traitor controls the government?"
Nangong Wen shouted sternly: "That won't work! No matter how chaotic the court is, it's our own business. If the troops guarding the border also follow the chaos, Dayu will be finished!"
Chang Deyuan pursed his lips and nodded with difficulty. He understood. He finally understood the behavior of the old general who was impeached by the Manchu Dynasty but did not say a word and finally returned to the capital alone.
"Then boy, can you come back?"
Seeing Chang Deyuan nod, Nangong Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with a little guilt on his face.
"He..."
......
On the official road from the capital to Qianzhou, there are streams of carriages and horses, which is celebrated for the hundred years since the founding of the country. There have been no major wars. Zhongzhou, as the hinterland, is even more prosperous. Roads and rivers extending in all directions gather here, making the territory of Zhongzhou a
It is no less prosperous than Jiangzhou.
"It's time to change ships."
Chen Ping walked out of the carriage and looked at a ferry in front of him. There were many vehicles and ships docking at this moment, most of them were transporting cargo, and only a few were boats.
"There should be a branch of Kowloon Hall here, right?"
"Why are you looking for Jiulongtang? Go directly to the government to ask for the brand. If you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard!"
Xie Zhiyuan dismissed Chen Ping's desire to be self-reliant, got off the carriage and walked towards the Yamen with two servants.
Chen Ping was just about to say not to be too ostentatious, but then he thought that if he left the capital after winning the first prize, it would be known to everyone in the capital. Why is there no need to be ostentatious?
Besides, who is Xie Zhiyuan? The son of the Prime Minister of Dayu, his father is the leader of the Qing Dynasty and the celebrity around Emperor Dayu. This kid has been a second-generation official since he was born. He usually takes charge of the yamen, but this is still the case in the capital, let alone
Have you arrived?
While waiting for Xie Zhiyuan, Chen Ping found that the people around him looked at him more and more strangely, and suddenly someone shouted.
"Look! It's the number one scholar, it's Chen the number one scholar!"
Chen Ping:???
Damn it! It’s only been a few days since I won the top prize, but someone in Zhongzhou already knows me?
Chen Ping hurriedly covered her face and hid in the carriage, thinking it must be a coincidence. However, she still underestimated the popular people's pursuit of studying for the imperial examination. As soon as she heard the word "No. 1 Scholar", the people around her stopped doing what they were doing.
They came down and looked for the figure of the number one scholar.
After a while, the crowd gathered towards Chen Ping.
"Is it the eighteen-year-old number one scholar? His surname seems to be Chen?"
"Not only is he 18 years old, but he also won six yuan in a row! This is unprecedented!"
"Give me a step and let me see what this top pick looks like!"
Chen Ping was a little scared. For those who didn’t know, he thought it was a fan meeting. He just won the top prize. Is it so outrageous?
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Just as he was worried about how to escape from being surrounded by people later, Chen Ping heard a shout from a distance, mixed with a voice of gloating about his misfortune.
"Hahaha! Chen Da champion, how do you feel?"
As soon as he heard this voice, Chen Ping knew it was Xie Zhiyuan. Chen Ping, who thought he was a bit arrogant just now, now only felt that the savior had come.
"Come on, come on, stop talking nonsense. If you knew it would be so troublesome to get the number one pick and go out, I wouldn't kill this number one pick!"
Chen Ping hurriedly urged, and he was relieved until the hundreds of policemen brought by Xie Zhiyuan worked hard to clear a road.
“Tsk, tsk, I am so blessed that I don’t know how blessed I am.”
"Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and fortune lies where misfortune lies. At least now I feel that the number one scholar is not good, isn't it?"
Xie Zhiyuan rolled his eyes and had nothing to say. After all, Chen Ping really won the top prize, or he won six prizes in a row. Even if he knew that Chen Ping was showing off, he couldn't find any way to refute it.
"Okay, okay, you are the top pick, you are the best, then I'm leaving?"