"Gefu's appearance is like that of autumn. Its color is bleak, with mist and falling clouds gathering; its appearance is clear and bright, the sky is high and the sun is crystal clear." [Autumn Sound Ode]
The emperor's aggressive posture put Wang Fu in a dilemma. Many thoughts flashed through his mind at this time, but each thought seemed to make the emperor immediately angry and wanted him to look good. In his hurry, Wang Fu thought of Sima Yi when he left Chang'an.
What I told you before:
'It was me who made the mistake, not you... As long as the prince is here, no matter how big the mistake is, it won't be your turn. You just need to be subdued and remember not to deceive.'
Wang Fu recalled this passage, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, his eyes turned red, and he said with a cry: "I heard that no one in the world does not want to see his family being prominent, just as no father does not want to see his son grow up.
May you grow up to be successful. The Chen family is originally from a small Handan clan. The ancestors of the family are well-mannered and once held the post of Two Thousand Stones. However, it is not easy to maintain the success... Fortunately, I have my aunt..."
"The answer is not what you asked. Why are you bringing this up?" The emperor frowned, as if he was disgusted with the other party's tendency to play the family card.
"Only, only!" Wang Fu bowed his head and said, admitting his mistake: "What I want to say is that my family has been in decline for a long time. When my aunt died, the king of the family felt resentful and resentful. He always hated the fact that if there were ministers in the family, why would he...
…Not to mention that I will make you suffer since childhood...Now that your Majesty is in charge of the world, how can you not have powerful confidants around you? I am doing this not only to prosper my family, but also for Your Majesty!"
At the end of the speech, Wang Fu knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
There was a pool of water stains on the stone slab under Wang Fu's forehead, but he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears. The emperor looked at him with a cold face, knowing that his words were not sincere, and kept silent for a long time. When he thought of Wang Bin's gray hair,
Even though the day was running out, he still sighed: "After all, it's because I don't give you enough on weekdays that you reach out to ask for it."
"Your Majesty..." Wang Fu lowered his body, unable to raise his head to see the emperor's expression, and could only judge the emperor's mood through the emperor's generous tone.
"Fortunately, no trouble was caused. Otherwise, do you really think that I won't punish you?" the emperor finally warned.
"I don't dare!" Wang Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily while lying on the ground.
"Where is Sima Yi now?" The emperor suddenly remembered the initiator of this incident. Fortunately, the other party did not drag Wang into Huangfu Song's whirlpool, otherwise he would not be able to escape Chencang alive.
"Sima has returned to Hanoi. Before Zhongda left, he said that he wanted to travel all over the world with his sword." Wang Fu thought for a while, and finally plucked up the courage and raised his head slightly: "Your Majesty, Sima Yi...
…”
"What?" The emperor's eyes were like daggers, and he quickly swung it away.
Wang Fu then remembered that he was not completely free yet and how could he care about anything else. He immediately lowered his head and changed his words: "I want to say that Sima Yi has failed the Holy Grace and deserves what he deserves now."
The emperor snorted coldly and then gave up: "Sima Yi has been deposed. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have the guts to do such a thing. You are not allowed to have any contact with him in the future!"
"Wei Wei!" Wang Fu, no matter what the emperor said at this time, he would agree first before speaking.
The emperor sighed helplessly and said slowly: "You, Aweng, are old and very weak. I rule the world with filial piety. In the future, you can let him worry less and enjoy a few more years of happiness. This is better than anything else."
Strong, do you know?"
"I understand." The ground was really hot. Wang Fu straightened up carefully and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, as if wiping tears.
"You and Wang Can have been with me in the Secretary's Prison for many years, and now it's time to go out and get some training." After saying that, the emperor stared at Wang Fu again: "You should have a place to go, otherwise you will be so idle all the time.
It will cause trouble for me again."
"I don't dare." Hearing that not only did he escape the disaster, but the emperor also wanted to arrange an official position for him, Wang Fu's heart pounded, and he couldn't help thinking that those official positions were suitable for him. It was Huang
A minister at the gate? Or a captain at the city gate? Or go to the chancellery? Although he is only twenty years old, he is the emperor's cousin, and no one will say anything when he suddenly ascends to a high position.
"My uncle needs someone to serve him. Your brother is now in Gu County, so you can't go far and have to stay in Chang'an." The emperor said slowly, seeming to still be thinking about Wang Fu's whereabouts. But Wang Fu's heart had already moved.
I got up and waited for the emperor's final decision: "Let me be the Northern Lieutenant of Chang'an."
"Ah?" Wang Fu said in surprise.
The emperor looked over coldly, thought for a while, and knew that without Sima Yi's reminder, the other party would not have thought that far, so he reminded him: "There are many private houses in the north of Chang'an, and the local public security is very important. The official position of Beibu Wei is not a big deal."
, it’s not a small thing. If you do it well, it only lasts for one or two years. If you don’t do it well... you will spend your whole life hunting for thieves in Chang'an."
After some instructions from the emperor, Wang Fu retreated thoughtfully.
After he returned home, he rarely went back to his room immediately, but ran straight to visit his father Wang Bin.
Wang Bin, who had been worshiped as a former general by the emperor, was lying on the couch in the house. Next to him stood Zhenghua Tuo of the Imperial Hospital, whom Wang Fu was familiar with.
Seeing Hua Tuo beside him, Wang Fu was startled at first, and immediately stepped forward and asked: "What's going on? What's wrong with me, Aweng?"
"Wang Fu." Hua Tuo smiled cordially at Wang Fu. He temporarily put down the cloth bag he was packing, turned around and faced Wang Fu, and said in a reserved and respectful manner: "The weather has been good these days.
It's hot. Ming Gong is old and can't bear the heat. Now his chest is tight and his brain is swollen. All he needs to do is eat more heat-clearing things. It will be cool in a few days and he will be fine."
Hearing what Hua Tuo said, Wang Fu felt relieved. Looking back at the beatings the emperor had given him, he deeply understood that the reason why the emperor let him go this time was all for the sake of his father Wang Bin's face.
Now seeing his father lying weakly on the couch, panting weakly, thinking that the other party was his pillar of support, Wang Fu felt full of guilt, his eyes turned red, and he almost shed tears.
"Thank you, Mr. Hua." Wang Fu breathed a sigh of relief and said politely to Hua Tuo.
"What did the king say?" Hua Tuo was older and more senior than Wang Fu, but he was humble and like a subordinate in front of Wang Fu: "Your Majesty has issued an edict, ordering me and Zhang Gong to be separated every fifteen days.
I came here to see Ming Gong for a consultation. Your Majesty loves your mother and family and shows your filial piety, which is a sign of benevolence."
It turned out that the other party was interested in the emperor's kindness to the Wang family, so he lowered his stance so low. Wang Fu smiled bitterly in his heart and politely sent Hua Tuo away before returning. He remembered Hua Tuo's medical advice and knew
My father was afraid of the heat, so when he came he ordered someone to find a cattail leaf fan, and sat beside Wang Bin's couch to gently fan him.
"Back from the palace?" Wang Bin was taking a nap with his eyes closed. He felt the breeze beside him and let out a long sigh of relief.
"I'm back." Wang Fu shook the fan beside him in a regular manner. He seemed to hear some noise behind him and was slightly focused, but didn't take it to heart for a moment: "Because of the incident at Chengming Hall, the country has punished the son for training.
After a long discussion, thanks to Aweng's affection, he finally let his son become the northern captain of Chang'an."
"You deserve it!" Wang Bin said angrily. Just as he was about to scold him, he suddenly felt that the wind was a little lighter and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
"What's going on behind the scenes?" Wang Fu never heard what was going on behind the scenes.
"Your brother and sister-in-law are packing their bags, and they will leave for Youzhou to find your brother in a few days." Wang Bin said lightly: "It's best to bring a grandson back this time. I haven't heard a baby cry in many years.
Already."
Wang Fu fanned the wind again at this time. He remembered that after his brother-in-law Mi Zhen left, her close friend Wu Ran would no longer come to visit him. He said unhappily: "Aweng is not in good health. My brother-in-law and sister-in-law are not in good health."
You are so virtuous, why don't you just take a look today? Why are you packing your bags?"
"I asked her to clean it up." Wang Bin opened his eyes and glared at Wang Fu: "Your brother and sister-in-law are more filial than you. Otherwise, I would have to wait for you to invite Mr. Hua from the Tai Hospital. I don't know how long it will take to go there."
"Then I'll go over and take a look later to see if there's anyone I can help with." Wang Fu said on his own initiative.
"Be more honest with me!" Seeing that he couldn't distinguish the importance, Wang Bin became very angry.
Wang Fu was taken aback and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Wang Bin calm down without even daring to say a word.
"You just said that." Seeing that Wang Fu was more obedient than before after being reprimanded by the emperor, Wang Bin felt better and asked, "What official position has the country promised you?"
"Northern Lieutenant of Chang'an." Wang Fu repeated. When he came, he felt that this official position was somewhat familiar, but now he suddenly remembered: "The last Northern Lieutenant was the one whose wife was taken away by Dong Cheng..."
"The country still gave you a chance." Wang Bin finished speaking calmly, as if he didn't want to say too much, so he closed his eyes again.
Wang Fu couldn't bear to let his father get heated here, and he still felt guilty, so he had to endure the pain in his wrist and fan Wang Bin.
The backyard of Wang's residence has been busy these days. There are old letters and countless silk fabrics hanging in the yard.
In the hall, Mi Zhu was counting the clothes to be brought with several Cangtou servants: "Bring more big cloaks, thick clothes, and the quilts given by His Majesty. It's very cold in Youzhou."
Wu Ran was wearing a blue skirt, with a fair complexion, like a lotus standing tall in the wind. She looked left and right in the boxes brought out by the servants with great interest. Some of the boxes contained Sichuan brocade with complicated patterns.
Some of them contained trays of beads, hairpins, gold hairpins and other jewelry. Their styles were novel and their value needless to say, some of which Wu Ran had never seen before.
"While the boxes are all open, take whatever you like. Take more and consider it as my farewell gift to you." Mi Zhu sat at the table with a housewifelike attitude, holding a bowl of well in her hand.
Chilled sour plum soup, two maids were kneeling behind her, one was keeping accounts for her, and the other was fanning her.
"Then I still don't want it." Wu Ran suddenly lost interest, put the tortoiseshell hairpin back on his hand, walked to Mi Zhu and sat down: "It's rare to meet my sister who can say this. Now my sister is going to travel far away. In the future,
I’m afraid my days will be dull and boring.”
"You can't say that." Mi Zhu put down the tea bowl with a smile and gently took the other party's hand: "You will soon enter the palace. Everyone and everything in Yeting will be more interesting than you think.
.”
"I don't want to be a prostitute!" Wu Ran said unhappily. This matter was completely planned by her uncle Wu Kuang and her two brothers last year. Not only did the family have high hopes for her as a 'noble prime minister',
It is even more because after these several battles, Wu Kuang finally transferred from the auxiliary military school captain to the Zhonglang general. Wu Yi and Wu Ban also voluntarily joined the army during the Yongliang rebellion and joined the Sili school captain Pei Mao, making many achievements.
Credit.
But these achievements were not enough for the Wu family to go further. The emperor was young and strong and had no children. Everyone wanted to send their daughter to the palace to gain wealth.
Wu Ran couldn't help herself and was afraid of going to a strange place like Yeting, so naturally she wasn't happy about it.
"You don't want to go?" Mi Zhu looked at the other person up and down with interest, and said jokingly: "If you don't want to go, I have an idea."
"Really?" Wu Ran's eyes lit up instantly. She held Mi Zhu's hand tightly, as if she had found a savior: "What's the idea?"
"As long as there is a marriage contract, Ye Tingling will cancel your name." After saying that, Mi Zhu smiled narrowly and said half seriously: "I think you might as well marry into my family."
"Ah?" Wu Ran's expression changed and he immediately let go of his hand: "Your second brother has already taken a concubine."
"How could it be him?" After all, the other party was also from the Wu family of Chenliu. Mi Zhu couldn't laugh or cry, fearing that the other party would think he was deliberately cheating, so he hurriedly took Wu Ran's hand and explained: "This is the younger son of my family."
"Wang Fu?" Thinking of that man's frivolous and disrespectful look, Wu Ran frowned and became even more reluctant: "Then I'd rather go to the palace and be a prostitute. At worst, I'll have to wait a few years before I come out."
Mi Zhu raised his eyebrows in surprise and was about to speak. Wu Ran, as if he was afraid that the other party would act as a matchmaker for Wang Fu, hurriedly left and left.
After Wu Ran left, the smile on Mi Zhu's face gradually disappeared. She reached out and picked up the lacquer bowl filled with sour plum soup. The originally chilled sour plum soup was already at room temperature because she hadn't drank it for a long time.
At the same time, someone came over and took the initiative to take away the bowl of sour plum soup that had not yet been drunk. He took out the copper pot from the ice bowl in the corner and added a bowl.
Mi Zhu took a small sip. She was born in a wealthy family since she was a child. She never gets tired of fine food and fine food. She has to pay attention to everything so that she can be worthy of his Mi family's wealth and status, even in the eyes of a traditional family.
ridiculous.
"She picked up the things she had played with just now, counted them all, packed them up and sent them to her home." Mi Zhu said casually, and then sent a lavish gift worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
"Jinnuo." The maid in charge of accounting behind her responded in a low voice.
"The prince's request has come to nothing. How should Madam respond?" asked the maid holding a fan.
"You can say whatever you want, how can he still embarrass me?" Mi Zhen put the cold drink she had only taken a sip on the table and said casually: "Wu has made up her mind to rely on her to enter the country.
The palace is a noble one."
"There are so many talented women selected, how could she be the one? What a fortune teller said many years ago has been lost to people now, and Mrs. Wu actually believed it as a model." The maid holding the fan sneered.
"You can't believe this." Mi Zhen glanced at her gently: "With the prince's temperament, if Wu Ran leaves the palace when he is old enough, he may not ask for more. Marrying into the Wang family, isn't it a noble prime minister?"