Chapter 466

Ji Dong took another step forward, leaned slightly and asked in a low voice, "I take the liberty to ask Lord Taifu... After the fall of the former dynasty, I don't know how Lord Taifu got his Majesty's blue eyes?"

At the turn of the two dynasties, how did it achieve such a perfect transition?

He really admires and envies Taifu's experience of being an official without empty windows and gaps.

Jiang Taifu shook his eyebrows and almost thought that the other party was satirizing him, but he raised his eyes, but the younger generation's eyes before the meeting were sincere, which really looked like asking for advice with an open mind.

"Why did Ji Fuyin ask?" Jiang Taifu looked solemn.

"I just want to discuss one or two with Taifu..."

Discussion?

Is this still a broad and profound academic failure?

Jiang Taifu's face changed for a moment, and his eyes seemed to say - young man, your mind is very dangerous!

Ji Dong coughed softly.

Those who think ahead are often indeed some dangerous, and it is very easy for a person to take a fork in the road

So didn't he find Taifu Jiang, who came here?

After all, the emperor's recent actions are really disturbing.

There was a war against the Li family before, but now it's Dongwu... Don't you want money to fight? What's the matter with your own treasury?

In the past, he didn't see that the emperor was still a black sheep.

Alas, what he disliked most in his life was who broke the family.

At the thought of this, Ji Dong felt extremely painful - if he went on like this, he would not be able to pay a salary.

And once it really reaches that level, how can the crisis facing the imperial court be just a deficit in the national treasury

"...." was vaguely infected by the pessimism of the younger generation in front of him, and Taifu Jiang also subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Jinluan hall behind him.

Combined with the current situation and his observations over the past 18 years, it is undeniable that the monarch of Daqing is the worst he has ever brought.

Even the last emperor of the former dynasty, I'm afraid his attainments in the subjugation were somewhat inferior to this one——

After all, there are objective facts that have been exhausted in the previous dynasty, but now this one has made the situation like this by virtue of his real ability

It's not that the other party does it deliberately, but that some people's nature and ability are there, so they are doomed to be unable to shoulder the great responsibility.

In those days, when Daqing was established at the beginning and the prince's disputes began to show signs, this was known as "benevolence".

However, after a long time, we can see people's hearts. Who can think of the only advantage that the other party can take, but it is still an illusion packaged.

Thinking of these, Jiang Taifu said it was impossible not to worry.

He is an old man, and the loess has almost been buried in his neck. According to those open-minded statements, he should have long underestimated life and death.

But he can't see it lightly.

He had planned to resign next year. There were a lot of children and grandchildren waiting for him to play - who would be willing to die?

And even if he put aside his own life and death, he always had to plan for the younger generation of his family.

The danger of the dynasty change is not for fun. If you don't pay attention, you may fall to pieces.

But the mouth naturally can only say: "this kind of thing is to let nature take its course..."

Ji Dong hurriedly replied, "my lower officer understands..."

Just like when he passed the exam, many people asked him for experience. When he was reading, he had his hair thinned. They all answered in a calm and calm tone - let it be.

So, if you are more successful, who hasn't let it go a few times in his life?

Seeing that he was on the road, Taifu Jiang said slowly, "if Ji Fuyin is free at night, he might as well go to the Pingqing hall with my official."

Ji Xiu quickly saluted: "I will not break my appointment."

Jiang Taifu nodded with a smile.

Although he has rich experience, he may not be applicable to the current situation. Sometimes he still needs to listen to the ideas of young people and learn from their strengths to make up for their weaknesses.

The two walked away from each other.

Looking at Jiang Taifu's slightly old and faltering pace, Song Dian, the young imperial historian walking behind, sighed almost imperceptibly.

Jiang Taifu is still alive, but the world seems to be in chaos again

Turning to look at the person on his side, I saw that there was also a worried look between the teacher's eyebrows and eyes.

A discussion this morning really makes people uneasy

"The students are going to go back to the Academy, but the teacher will go together?" Song Dian said.

He first entered the officialdom for only a few years, but now the situation is not prosperous. It is inevitable that he will be at a loss. Whenever he is confused, he is used to going back to Yitong Academy. Or the students talk, or go through the old books left by their ancestors alone in the library, or even if they just walk in the bamboo forest, they will always have a lot of peace in their hearts.

"I won't go."

Mingxiao's negative hand, with a sigh in his tone.

When he got out of the inner palace door and got on the official sedan, the curtain of the sedan was down, and soon it was stuffy.

This morning, there are numerous discussions and many differences. It is inevitable that it has been delayed for a long time. The scorching sun at noon is hanging overhead, just when it is hot.

"Get off the sedan chair."

After the official sedan passed through a long street, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty said.

"My Lord, I haven't arrived yet."

"It doesn't matter. I want to come down and walk." the imperial historian of the Ming Dynasty bent out of the sedan chair, raised his eyes and looked around. The familiar high wall Washington is not far in front.

He has been walking back and forth in a sedan chair every day for nearly 20 years. Therefore, even if he just sits in a sedan chair, he knows he has come here.

Mingxiaozhi walked slowly and stopped when he passed the familiar back wall.

He looked up at the jujube branches and leaves stretching out from the courtyard wall. The leaves were thin and emerald green, with green and yellow flowers in between.

The entourage looked at his adult looking at the jujube tree and couldn't help wondering.

The jujube will mature in autumn. Isn't it greedy for adults?

Every year when the jujube on this tree is ripe, his family will stand on tiptoe when passing by, waving a toothcard to knock down a few and try them.

I have to say that the jujubes in Princess Chang's house are really crisp and sweet.

But whenever he did this with adults, he always felt very guilty, especially sometimes when adults just impeached the princess in the palace and turned around to steal dates

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty stood here for a long time. When he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a rustle of jujube branches and leaves.

Such movement is obviously not like the wind.

The next moment, I saw a jade white hand climbing on the branch, and a head came out for a moment.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was stunned - why climb a tree again!

The man had sat on the wall along the trunk and patted the dust on his hands.

"Be careful!" the emperor of Ming couldn't help but remind him nervously.

Princess Jing Rong heard the reputation and was stunned for a moment. She slightly stared: "how is it you again?"

"I'm just passing by." the imperial Shi of the Ming Dynasty looked at her positively. He looked very civil and frowned slightly: "where's the maid in your house? Why is no one following you?"

"I just woke up from a nap and sneaked out while they weren't paying attention."

The tone of the long princess was a little careless. Obviously, she didn't pay attention to the control in his tone. While talking, she took out several green grapes from the lotus root pink cloth pocket at her waist, sent them to the entrance, and said while eating: "I don't run out of the house, just sit here and blow the wind."

As she swings her feet comfortably, her pink shirt and green skirt swing slightly in the summer wind.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was a little absent-minded for a while.

She did love climbing trees and walls when she was young. She always sat high, but he couldn't. He was afraid of heights, so he couldn't go with her.

"But something's on your mind?" his tone slowed down a lot unconsciously.

When she was young, she hid alone when she had something on her mind.

"Of course." the long Princess stuffed another grape and complained, "Xie Jiaojiao didn't let me eat ice cheese today!"

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was stunned. Is that why?

He felt a little funny, but when he saw her angry appearance, he said, "you can't eat anything too cold. The princess is also for you."

"But she ate better and ate it in front of me!"

"...." the imperial historian of the Ming Dynasty was silent for a moment, which was indeed too much.

"I'll ask Miss Xu to talk about her later..."

Listening to these childish words, the emperor of Ming Dynasty showed a faint smile. The jujube tree threw a shade on his head, which made him feel much calm and cool in his heart.

He suddenly felt that if your highness could always be like this, at least he would be carefree.

But how many days can Daqing keep her safe now?

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty looked worried at the bottom of his eyes. Then he looked at the people sitting on the wall and said a word that had been pressed in his heart for a long time——

"In the past, I always deliberately picked your Highness's mistakes and impeached him. It's really inappropriate. It's not my turn to speak whether your highness raises a singer or a face..."

Now he suddenly figured out a lot, what fame or not, which was not what she cared about.

Maybe she just needs to live happily.

His tone was ashamed and said, "even if I didn't want those people with ulterior motives to get close to your Highness for fear that they would be unfavorable to your highness, my words were too fierce and disgraceful, which did bring a lot of trouble to your highness."

Besides, he is really selfish.

He knew very well that once such a thing was mixed with selfishness, it would be inferior, and it was doomed to be unfair.

After a slight chew, Princess Jing Rongchang turned to him and asked, "what are you talking about?"

The emperor of Ming returned to his senses, shook his head, looked at the grapes in her hand and asked casually, "is the grapes sour?"

"It's sweet."

The long princess took out two and threw them at him: "if you don't believe it, try it."

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up, but only Kankan caught one.

He bent down to pick up the grape that fell on the ground, wiped the dust with his fingers, put it into his mouth and said, "good."

Princess Jing Rongchang laughed. The Royal censor of the great Zuo Du still picked up grapes to eat.

"You should eat more fruits and vegetables." she pointed to the other party's head: "I'll see you naked. I heard mammy say that eating more vegetables can make your hair grow faster. By the way, there are sesame seeds!"

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty raised his hand and touched the black gauze hat on his head - is it ugly?

How could he forget that she was a child who valued appearance

He was about to answer when he heard a cry from inside the wall.

"Xie dingning!"

The voice came suddenly. The long princess on the wall trembled and hurriedly said, "I won't tell you!"

Then he hugged the jujube tree.

"Watch your step..." the Emperor Ming reminded nervously.

"I know!"

The sound soon disappeared behind the wall with that green shirt.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty could still hear the bickering voice of mother and daughter, chirping, and no one would let anyone.

He smiled helplessly, shook his head, raised his feet and walked forward.

After leaving the long princess's house, and then moving forward, there is a lively market.

Holding the Crystal Grape in his hand, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty set his eyes on the door of a hospital on the street.

He lost his hair a little badly, especially recently - when he was young, he only washed his hair. Now he often washes his hair and looks at the hair falling from his hand. He even feels as if he is kneeling in the Buddhist temple and undergoing shaving.

I'm afraid it's not enough to rely on food supplement alone. It's time to seek medical help.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty turned back to the sedan chair, changed his regular clothes, and resolutely entered the medical school.

In the hall, four or five people are waiting for the doctor to see the doctor. They are chatting at this interval.

But the content of chatting and the look on everyone's face are not easy.

"It's said that there will be another war..."

"General Xu hasn't come back yet. He's going to fight again?"

"This time it's he Dongwu."

"It's hard to fight in Dongwu..." an old man shook his head and said, "General Xu didn't get any benefits from leading the troops himself. It's said that the place is easy to defend but difficult to attack."

"Only distant relatives from the South came to my home. It is said that there are victims everywhere outside... Is it true that there will be chaos again?"

“……”

The emperor of Ming sighed at the bottom of his heart.

That's how his hair fell off.

……

Three days later.

Jinwu falls to the west, and the sky is full of red clouds.

At this time, a group of about ten people and three cars entered the gate, which was being watched by the gate guard.

At the beginning was a carriage, followed by a mule cart. The mule cart was covered with tarpaulin. When it was opened, it was some brand-new lacquerware.

"The young people belong to Yuan's firm and go to the city once or twice a month." a middle-aged man in a long Tibetan blue shirt respectfully and politely handed over the quotation of the firm, "please have a look."

The official only glanced at it and smiled: "they are familiar faces."

He still knows the relationship between Yuan's firm and the town government.

Then he let his men go.

The middle-aged man thanked and took people to the city.

The driver of the carriage was a man wearing a short fight, dark complexion, about forty up and down.

From the beginning of entering the city, he never looked around. When he came to Yuan's shop and stopped the carriage, he moved the things on the mule cart with the people.

"Lao Liang, how many times have you said that you don't have to do this." the middle-aged man in a long shirt waved to him and said, "come first and have a rest."

The man called Lao Liang bowed his eyes and walked in with his boss. When he walked, he could see that there was something wrong with his right foot.

The boss sympathized with him and never let him do heavy work.

However, Lao Liang still felt that the owner took him into the city, which seemed strange.