"When the soldiers left Bafu, how did they feel when they looked back? The old friends were scattered by clouds and rain, and there were many mountains and rivers everywhere." [Please tell me to return to Baqiao and send it to your colleagues]
The first day of June in the third year of Han Dynasty.
Chang'an City, Baqiao.
At the end of the long road, a convoy of vehicles drove slowly and stopped beside Zhidao Pavilion. A little further east of Zhidao Pavilion is Baqiao. After passing Baqiao, you are completely away from Chang'an.
Ba Bridge is located in the east of Chang'an. It was first built when Qin Mu Gong dominated Xirong. He changed Zishui into Ba River and built a bridge across Ba River, which is called Ba Bridge. It was repaired many times during the Han Dynasty. People often came to this bridge to see off guests.
However, the custom of breaking willows to say goodbye also started in the Han Dynasty.
Wang Yun shouted to stop the carriage. His tall body in the past had become stooped and thin after the political strife. With the support of his son Wang Gai, he got out of the carriage tremblingly.
I couldn't help but look back at the city of Chang'an. The tall city towers were faintly visible on the horizon. I recalled that when I entered Chang'an with all the officials, I pretended to be the Han Dynasty and plotted day and night just to restore peace after killing Dong.
He and the emperor came to the same destination by different paths, but he chose to go his own way. Because of this, he was not allowed to be accepted by the court, so was he wrong?
Looking back on the turmoil in the past two months, from the moment when Dong was executed, his reputation was the same, to now when the carriages and horses return home, no one cares.
Looking at the looming Chang'an City on the horizon, he suddenly felt countless sadness in his heart, but there was no one to talk to.
All the ministers who traveled with him at that time left him one by one.
Only the old official Zhao Jian still felt grateful for his support and insisted on resigning his official position and wanted to send Wang Yun all the way back to Bingzhou.
"My lord, it's still early. Why don't we wait until Ba Ling is over before we rest?" Zhao Jian dismounted and asked.
Wang Yun looked towards the end of the long road and murmured: "Wait a little longer."
Zhao Jian frowned and looked to the west following Wang Yun's gaze, saying in his heart, "The prince urged to leave early in the morning because he didn't want people to say goodbye and he didn't want others to laugh. But now why is he expecting people to come?"
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Suddenly, a number of horses came running from the end of the road. Zhao Jian saw a young man wearing casual clothes on the yellow gelding in front of him, with a wine bag hanging on both sides of the saddle bridge.
Wang Yun also saw the man. The man caught up with Wang Yun and finally relaxed and smiled at him.
His eyes suddenly became moist.
That person was the rising star of his Taiyuan Wang family.
Wang Yun's three sons, Wang Gai, Wang Jing, and Wang Ding, came forward to greet him one after another. Wang Ling got off his horse and came forward with Zhang Fan.
"Uncle!" Wang Ling prostrated himself in front of Wang Yun and said, "What's the hurry! My nephew will almost not be able to catch up with his uncle."
"You have the emperor's trust and entrusted the order of Chang'an. How can you leave your post without permission?" Wang Yun said he was unhappy, but in fact he was very happy. The emperor kept Wang Ling in the court, no doubt out of consideration for his kindness and giving to Taiyuan.
The Wang family has a chance, and the person who will revitalize the Wang family in the future will definitely be this person.
Wang Ling's face became solemn and he said: "My uncle treats me well, teaches and cares for me, and treats me like my own son. Now that my uncle has returned home in white clothes, my nephew will come to see you off no matter what."
Wang Yun sighed with emotion, turned away and stopped talking.
Zhao Jian saw the opportunity and interrupted: "There are many people here. We don't want to occupy the road. Why don't we go into the pavilion to talk."
The chief of the pavilion, Zhidao, learned that Wang Ling was his direct superior, so he quickly came out of the pavilion to see him. He also learned that the old man next to him was the famous former Situ Wang Yun. He even knelt down to pay homage and tried his best to invite everyone to come into the pavilion to talk.
Wang Yun knew that standing here for a long time would easily attract the attention of outsiders, so he followed Wang Ling and others into the Zhidao Pavilion.
The chief of the Zhidao Pavilion diligently served tea and water, asked about the welfare of the guests, and arranged the seats. Wang Ling pretended to be a Chang'an order, said a few nice words to him, and left him satisfied. The rest of the Wang family saw this and knew that the uncle and nephew had something to do.
If they want to talk, they all retreat tacitly.
Apart from Wang Yun and Wang Ling's uncle and nephew, only Zhao Jian was there to serve him tea.
Wang Yun just watched Wang Ling talking to Chief Zhi Dao Pavilion, and his words were well-chosen. He didn't expect that he would be so charming in less than a month after taking up his post as an eunuch. Wang Yun couldn't help but said with relief: "I wasn't too worried about you at first.
I am too young to take on big responsibilities, but now it seems that I am worrying too much."
"Yes, if it hadn't been for my uncle's earnest teachings and many suggestions on civil matters, my nephew's first appointment as commander would not have gone so smoothly." Wang Ling said a few words modestly, and then mentioned it as if it was unintentional: "
Besides, the emperor succeeded to the throne at such a young age, so he has such power. This is the true God-given wisdom. In comparison, a nephew is nothing."
Wang Yun subconsciously retorted: "You have already reached the crown, and your mind has matured. What you lack is the experience and experience in dealing with politics. The emperor has not yet served, and the young man has an unstable mind. The ancestors of the Han Dynasty have blessed him to be here today. Who knows that he will
How was your day?"
"Uncle!" Wang Ling frowned and said in a deep voice.
Wang Yun knew that what he had just said was just a moment of anger, and was as worthless as the complaints of a loser. He sighed, clenched his right fist, lightly punched his thigh, then raised his head and said, "How are you doing in the court recently?"
?Since I was released from prison, I have been hiding behind closed doors. I only know that the rebels have been eliminated. I don’t know much about the rewards and transfers afterwards."
Zhao Jian knew that Wang Yun's ambition for fame was not dead, so he also echoed: "The prince is concerned about the court and the country. If there is anything that needs to be kept secret, please tell me."
Wang Ling had known that he would ask this question, and he also wanted to know Wang Yun's views on recent government affairs. After all, Wang Yun had been in the eunuch for a long time, and Wang Ling would benefit a lot from any opinion.
"The Taiwei Magong has to be granted the title of Marquis of Meiyang. Situ Zhao Gong originally had the title of nobility, and your Majesty gave him an additional two thousand villas." Wang Ling thought for a while and replied: "In addition, my nephew heard that Zhao Situ intends to recommend Sili Xiao
Mr. Weihuang is Sikong."
This is something Wang Ling is not very clear about. You must know that Zhao Qian has always been at odds with Wang Yun, and this time he finally defeated Wang Yun. Why is he rushing to recommend Wang Yun's former Kanto allies?
Wang Yun understood the situation and ignored Zhao Jian's surprised look. He only whispered: "I'm afraid Zhao Yanxin's illness will not be cured!"
Zhao Jian and Wang Ling suddenly realized that Zhao Qian was from a wealthy family in Shu County and was lonely in power. He was not as powerful as the two powerful families in the court, the Ma family of Fufeng and the Yang family of Hongnong. They attracted Huang Wan, who was from a wealthy family in Jiangxia and also from a humble background, and came to power.
It can be used as your own aid.
Furthermore, Huang Wan's father and Yang Cishi came from the same family, and the two families had good relations. Zhao Qian could use this to make friends with the Yang family and jointly fight against the powerful Ma Rixi.
You must know that Zhao Qian is old, weak and sick, and he may be aware that he will die soon. He hopes to use this favor to allow Huang Wan and Yang to take care of his younger brother Zhao Wen after his death.
Wang Yun was alone at this time and was able to analyze the entire court situation from an outsider's perspective. Things that were still vague in the past were now clearly understood one by one.