(I have to sweep the tomb today and tomorrow, so the updates may be a little irregular. I hope you can understand. There should be another update later!)
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, weeds stretch to the sky...
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon is waning, late autumn is approaching, and the west wind is blowing. The maple leaves on the Fengshan Mountain must be "burning" again.
Because of the Holy Emperor's secret decree, the news of Nie Zhiyuan's resignation as governor was not announced at once, and only a few people in the government knew about it.
I know I know, but no one came to see me off.
Although Nie Zhiyuan was not beaten to the end and could still go to Jinhua as a county magistrate and retain his official status, everyone knew that he would hardly have a chance to make a comeback in this life.
Human relationships are always said to be "as thin as paper"; what's more, the so-called friendship between colleagues?
Nie Zhiyuan usually acted upright as an official and cut off the wealth of many people. It was a bit of a fantasy to expect them to come to see him off. Since he was dismissed from office and demoted, he didn't even need to use some superficial politeness. With this skill, he could still
It's better to flatter the new magistrate more.
The new magistrate is Zhang Tongpan, the original magistrate. He followed the path of the Wu family, and as expected, he rose through the ranks and became the new magistrate. As for the Wu family, they have been favored recently. There are rumors that within three years,
, Master Wu Yongbiao will enter the cabinet and become a bachelor.
A man ascends to heaven, a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven, let alone the Son of Man?
Wu Wencai's current status in Jiangzhou has reached an unprecedented level. Countless people come to visit him every day, making him extremely popular.
He also didn't come to see off the Nie family and his daughter. He was busy. Now Wu Wencai was hired as the special envoy in Jiangzhou to receive the Dharma propagation team. He was surrounded by a bunch of people all day long, which was extremely beautiful.
As for the relationship with Nie Xiaoqian...
Oh, there is no relationship between the two of them.
In Wu Wencai's view, Nie Xiaoqian is beautiful, but her temper is too wild, and she is not suitable for being a wife. In the past, her pursuit was mainly because of the old man's intention, and there was a strong political marriage in it. But now, Nie Zhiyuan has fallen.
——Others were promoted to the capital after becoming magistrates. He was pushed to become a small county magistrate before he was magistrates. His future was ruined, so there was no need for another marriage.
It's okay to play around...
Wu Wencai occasionally thought like this.
But the most important thing at the moment is to do a good job as the special envoy. Other matters can be discussed slowly; now and then, let the Nie family and his daughter go to Jinhua County to have a good time, so that they will not bow their heads when the time comes.
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Autumn is deep and frosty, and the grass on the roadside has shown signs of withering and yellowing, giving it an air of desolation.
Nie Zhiyuan was an honest official, and he only had a few belongings, a carriage, a maid, and four servants.
Nie Xiaoqian did not sit in the carriage, but stood on the carriage shaft with her head raised, looking in the direction of Jiangzhou City Gate.
Nie Zhiyuan stood in the long pavilion, also looking at Jiangzhou City - vaguely, he remembered that he came from the capital in high spirits two years ago and entered Jiangzhou through this city gate to take office.
At that time, all the officials of Jiangzhou, big and small, came out to greet him, and people gathered on both sides of the street, cheering. How ambitious and ambitious was I at that time?
At first glance, everything seemed to be in full bloom, but in a blink of an eye, it has gone by the wayside. But I have no regrets...
Nie Zhiyuan let out a long sigh, walked out of the pavilion, and said to his daughter: "Qian'er, it's getting late, we have to set off."
Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian bit her lip and said, "Dad, just wait for another stick of incense."
Nie Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Are you waiting for someone?"
Nie Xiaoqian nodded.
Nie Zhiyuan asked again: "Is it the scholar and scholar named 'Chen Jianchen' who is waiting for you?"
Nie Xiaoqian nodded again.
Nie Zhiyuan sighed: "I'm afraid he won't come either..."
"No, Xiaocui gave him a message last night. Since he said he would come, he will definitely come."
Nie Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked: "There are many people in the world who do not keep their word."
Nie Xiaoqian said firmly: "Dad Mingjian, I don't think he is."
Nie Zhiyuan asked: "You only have a casual acquaintance with him, how can you trust him so much and affirm his character?"
"intuition!"
Nie Zhiyuan was speechless, but he didn't say anything anymore. He didn't want to hurt his daughter's mood. Or, if Chen Jianchen could come, he also wanted to see what this scholar and scholar who was favored by his daughter would look like.
"he came!"
Nie Xiaoqian's eyes were sharp and she said in surprise. In her sight, Chen Jianchen's handsome figure appeared at the corner of the road. He was carrying a book on his back, looking cool and elegant, and he was striding this way.
"Students meet Master Nie."
Chen Jianchen came very quickly, raised his head and smiled at Nie Xiaoqian in the car. Without saying a word, he bowed to Nie Zhiyuan first - this is a courtesy that cannot be violated.
Nie Zhiyuan looked at him, looked him over, and showed an expression of appreciation.
Chen Jianchen is young and has a handsome face, which can give people a polite temperament and sensory impression. In addition, he has a rare tall and tall figure, full of energy and vitality, which is completely different from those bookworms with pale faces and dull eyes. This alone
A skin is enough to attract many people.
What's more, this young man is famous, ranked first in three boy tests, and has poetic talent. Even from Nie Zhiyuan's point of view, he feels that this young man is a talent that is difficult to find even with a lantern.
Then he laughed and asked, "Are you Liuxian?"
Chen Jianchen replied respectfully: "That's right, the student."
Nie Zhiyuan sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that I never saw Liu Xian on the Mid-Autumn Festival night."
The implication is that if Chen Jianchen could go upstairs and perform well that night, at least I could still give Chen Jianchen some help and guidance at that time; horses with a thousand miles of horses often exist, but bole does not always exist. Today,
The imperial court is in a state of exhaustion, and it is in need of tapping talents like Chen Jianchen. If they grow up well, they may become the pillars of the imperial court in the future to rectify the affairs of the country; but now things have changed, people have changed, and the situation is changing, and he has to run away.
As the county magistrate, Jinhua was unable to take care of things in Jiangzhou.
Chen Jianchen smiled calmly: "The students are also very sorry about what happened that night. But it's a blessing in disguise? Maybe this is a twists and turns that students must go through."
Nie Zhiyuan laughed: "It's rare for you to be so open-minded. Also, the sages' calligraphy says, 'If you learn well, you will become an official.' But the official career is vicious and far from ordinary. Without twists and turns, it is difficult to achieve great things in the future."
The two talked again, and Nie Zhiyuan wisely stepped aside to let his daughter talk to Chen Jianchen. However, when Chen Jianchen and Nie Xiaoqian stood together, they were relatively speechless, with so many things going on that they could not find a gap to talk.
Half a month later, Chen Jianchen spoke first and said a little abruptly: "Miss Nie, I'm going to Jinhua now. Please take care of yourself. I heard that there is an abandoned temple over there called 'Lanruo Temple'. You must not get close."
When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, she was confused. She didn't know what to explain, and she had no time to ask more questions. She said, "Mr. Chen, I'm going to say goodbye today. I don't know when I will have the chance to see you again. Can you give me another poem?"
Somehow, it felt a little awkward to hear her call him Mr. Chen. It would be more cordial to just call him "Chen Jianchen". He smiled and said, "Why not?"
I took out the four treasures of the study from the bookcase, spread them out in the pavilion, pondered for a while, and started writing: "Today I see you off, the wild geese are singing; if you have a close friend in the sea, you will be like a neighbor to the end of the world."
Nie Xiaoqian picked it up and read it in a low voice, repeating the last two sentences so many times that she felt a little crazy.
"Qian'er, it's getting late, we should set off."
After hearing her father's reminder, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly woke up, said a sincere blessing to Chen Jianchen, and got into the carriage. With the driver's whip, the carriage rattled and began to gallop away into the distance.
Chen Jianchen watched the car drive away, feeling disappointed. But he quickly regained his composure, turned around and headed north. The direction he was walking in was his hometown of Jingyang Village.
He wanted to go back to Fengshan to find Yingning.