Lin Zhennan is nearly 70 years old and his body is still relatively strong. He must eat three large bowls of rice at every meal, and he enjoys all kinds of meat. He has an extremely good appetite. Li Jie repeatedly tried to persuade him to eat lighter, but Lin Zhennan still went his own way.
Even if his favorite grandson or granddaughter went to persuade Lin Zhennan, he would only agree superficially, and then continue to eat and drink. He often said that life is rare in seventy years, and it is worthwhile to live one more day. Mr. Lin, who is usually quite henpecked, was in this matter.
I never compromised, and in the end I just let it go and just controlled the portions when cooking.
For some reason, Lin Zhennan had no appetite for anything these days, and he often felt unreasonable heart palpitations.
"Aweng, why has your appetite decreased so much recently? But what's bothering you?"
The person who asked the question was Lin Huan, Li Jie's second son, who was currently studying in the Imperial College. He happened to be at home on vacation these days. During lunch, he saw Lin Zhennan's loss of appetite, which was completely different from the past, so he asked.
Lin Zhennan looked confused and was in a daze, and it wasn't until Lin Huan called out a few times that he came back to his senses.
"What? What did you say?"
Lin Huan patiently repeated what he just said. This situation has happened several times in the past two days. He also mentioned it to his father, but his father said that this is Alzheimer's disease, and the name is quite difficult to pronounce.
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"Huan'er, I don't know what happened to Aweng recently. I often forget what I wanted to do before, and I have no appetite for food. Do you think I am sick?"
Mrs. Wang also learned about Lin Zhennan's symptoms from Li Jie. Among her old friends in the capital, she also had a similar situation. She secretly cried several times while carrying Lin Zhennan on her back. According to Li Jie, there is no cure for this disease.
, we can only pay more attention to him and let him use his brain more on weekdays.
"Old man, what are you talking about? What's wrong with you if you can eat and drink? I think you are free. I will invite Huan'er to play your favorite mahjong with you later."
Mahjong was a pastime that Li Jie made for the Lins and his wife in his spare time. Unexpectedly, it suddenly became popular in Beijing. This was due to Mr. Lin's wide circle of friends. When Li Jie was in the second year of Zhengde,
Then he entered the cabinet.
Joining the cabinet at the age of thirty was a shock to both the government and the public. At that time, most civil and military officials in the court strongly opposed this matter. It was not that Li Jie's qualifications were not enough, but that they were worried that Li Jie would reach the top of the Ming Dynasty at such a young age.
I am afraid that I will not be promoted if I have more merit in the future.
A series of things such as the sun-dried salt method, mutual trading, and the opening of the sea were all proposed by Li Jie. Li Jie's reputation among the people is getting higher and higher day by day. With the promotion of sweet potatoes, I don't know how many people are grateful to Li Jie.
Li Jie's prestige is also very high among scholars. He is recognized as a great master in the contemporary literary world. He can be said to be a master of Chinese and foreign ancient and modern arithmetic.
Questions" and other books are sought after by countless people.
In addition to arithmetic, Li Jie has absorbed Neo-Confucianism in recent years, integrating psychology and learning, and gradually created his own theory after mastering it. His published "Gewu" and "Dialectics" were highly praised by scholars, and countless people studied his theories, among which
There are those who want to take this as a stepping stone to their career, and there are also those who truly love this path.
As Li Jie prospered in his official career and wielded more and more power, Mr. Lin naturally also took advantage of it. Knowing that he was the father of the current cabinet minister, anyone who interacted with Mr. Lin would more or less flatter him.
Mr. Lin's temperament can be regarded as making countless friends in Beijing.
Mahjong was a new thing that had just been produced. After playing it a few times, Mr. Lin fell in love with it. He introduced Mahjong to countless people and played a few games at gatherings. The charm of Mahjong also attracted Mr. Lin's "friends"
I fell in love with it, and it didn't take long for it to become popular in the capital. Later, it was spread to the palace, and many concubines in the palace would come to play it when they had nothing to do.
Lin Zhennan didn't expect that Mrs. Wang would actually offer to play mahjong with him, as she was usually ignored by her.
"Really? Madam, don't you never play? Why did you become interested today? Don't lie to me."
Looking at Lin Zhennan who looked like an old child, Mrs. Wang felt sour and her nose was a little itchy, but she still suppressed a smile: "Old man, I think mahjong is quite interesting. I will play with you every day from now on, okay?"
Lin Zhennan didn't notice anything was wrong with Mrs. Wang's expression, so she clapped her hands and said happily: "Okay, okay, Madam, let me tell you, there are also university students in this mahjong. Hum, you don't know, I never play outside."
Never lost, that’s really..."
When he talked about mahjong, Lin Zhennan immediately became energetic. He kept talking to Mrs. Wang about how majestic he was on weekdays and how he killed everyone on the card table. He danced happily when talking about it.
Lin Huan couldn't help but smile when he saw this, thinking in his heart, would anyone outside of your poker game dare to win? If he offends you, there is no need for his father to take action. The countless people below who want to please his father will not mind punishing the person who offended you.
Mrs. Wang looked at Lin Zhennan with a smile and told him how powerful he was. Seeing the rejuvenated Lin Zhennan, she secretly thought that the method proposed by Li Jie was indeed effective, but then she thought about Mr. Lin's recent situation and felt sad.
"Ma'am, wait, touch!"
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"Haha, sir, what a fool!"
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"Bang! Hu La!"
The other three people looked at the triumphant Lin Zhennan with smiles on their faces. Mrs. Wang ordered Lin Huan before playing cards, and Fang Yi asked them to give way to Lin Zhennan so that he could be happy while he was still awake. According to Li Jie
It is said that as the disease progresses, people will remember less and less things, and people will become more and more confused, until they finally forget them all.
A year later, on this day, the entire Lin Mansion was completely bare, and there were bursts of crying in front of the mourning hall. Mrs. Wang, who was seventy years old, fainted from pain several times. The couple had spent most of their lives hand in hand, and the grief was not enough for outsiders to understand.
When a court official is in office, if his parents die, no matter what official position he holds, he must resign from the day he learns of the funeral and return to his ancestral home. He will stay in the system for twenty-seven months and is called Dingyou. Even the emperor is not exempt from the customs, but the emperor is
Observe the system for twenty-seven days, one day for each year.
However, even if Li Jie temporarily left the officialdom, other officials would not dare to look down on him. With Zhu Houzhao's trust in Li Jie, his recovery was certain. After hearing the news, the emperor specially sent his chamberlain to pay his respects to Master Lin on his behalf.
Officials from all over the capital also came to express their condolences. The carriages in front of the Lin Mansion were blocked. Li Jie also suppressed his grief and returned the greetings one by one. After so many years of dungeon career, Li Jie had already integrated into this body. In his dream, he did not realize that he was a guest.
His experience made him unable to tell whether it was Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou.
Lin Zhennan had been in a state of confusion for a period of time before his death. He suddenly came to his senses before his death. He also knew that his time was approaching, so he gathered everyone together, held the hands of the wise sons and grandsons, and confessed his last words one by one, until he laughed at the end.
One sound.
"I will have no regrets in this life!"
After saying this with a smile, Mrs. Wang fainted on the spot due to excessive grief. Even when Li Jie was about to send Lin Zhennan back to his ancestral home for burial, Mrs. Wang did not recover. She shed tears all day long, in order to preserve her appearance on the way back home.
, Li Jie turned his inner energy into extremely yin ice and sealed the coffin.