The next day.
It happened to be September 27th in the 18th year of Wanli.
The bright sun hangs high in the autumn sky, its light penetrates the red leaves, and the fallen yellow leaves are dotted with cool golden beads.
Hai Rui was lying on the couch by the window, bathing in the sunshine. Not long after, he reached out and picked up a yellow leaf that fell on his body. He then squinted at Gao Yang and looked at the lines on it, as if he could see the road back to Qiongzhou. And he couldn't help but said to Haiyou: "Go and ask your brother Zhongshi how long it will take for us to set off."
"He said he would leave after noon in the afternoon, when the weather would be warmer."
"In addition, he said that although his father had long stopped allowing the officials to send them, he still had to give them some time to send the posts."
Haiyou replied.
Hai Rui didn't answer after hearing this, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Haiyou picked up a bowl of porridge at this time: "Father, let's eat something."
"Don't eat!"
Hai Rui replied.
Haiyou held up the osmanthus cake again: "What about the osmanthus cake given by the Queen?"
After hearing this, Hai Rui let out a long sigh: "You have to eat! Otherwise, it would be disrespectful."
Hai Rui opened his eyes as he spoke, stretched out his hand, took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and even though he really had no appetite, he took it to his mouth and bit it forcefully.
Food is the foundation of good health.
After forcing himself to eat something, Hai Rui gained some strength. When leaving the official residence, he actually asked to get out of the sedan chair and walk around to see where he had worked.
Hai Rui walked with his hand on the python-headed crutch given by Yu, and watched at the same time.
His white hair was blown by the wind, and he stood there for a while, turning around to look at the majestic Forbidden City.
The Forbidden City under the blue sky is very spectacular, overlooking all living beings.
Sudden.
Hai Rui bowed his hands towards the Forbidden City.
After a difficult bow, Hai Ruicai murmured: "Your Majesty, I have returned!"
After saying that, Hai Rui took the initiative to go back to the sedan, and then told Hai You in the sedan: "Pen the ink, I want to write!"
Haiyou hurriedly asked: "What words does father want to write?"
Hai Rui said: "Write about His Majesty's great achievements, and write about how much Your Majesty has protected all people in my heart, Hai Rui!"
"Everyone in the world knows that I, Hai Gangfeng, dare to scold the emperor, but they don't know that I, Hai Rui, also dare to praise the emperor!"
"What's more, now that I am the king and father closest to my ideal, how can I not praise him?"
"It's just that I'm afraid that in the future, due to the chaos of people's hearts, the world will continue to degenerate, so future generations will still make many slanderous remarks about him. And since I, Hai Rui, am fortunate enough to have gained a great reputation, then the emperor whom I, Hai Rui, praise, Future generations can't believe the words of those who have ulterior motives to destroy my pilgrimage, right?"
Hai Rui said, "While I can still move, I can write as much as I can. Then you have to spend all my savings to find a famous artist to publish it!"
"Don't feel sorry for money. If His Majesty hadn't tolerated that ministers like your father could not get rich because of their integrity, and few people in the world were willing to follow your father's example of becoming an official, your current life would not be so comfortable. It can be said that your father My savings belong to His Majesty, and now it is appropriate to use them to repay the Emperor's kindness."
"Yes! My son has remembered it!"
Not long after Hai Rui said this, the sedan was slowly carried southward.
So far.
Hai Rui, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty and a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, resigned and left the capital.
Zhu Yijun still sent eunuchs, medical officers and royal guards to escort him.
And it's worth mentioning.
Zhou Yong and Yin Zhengmao, who fainted on the ground after hearing about the Ming Dynasty's military victory in Luzon, soon woke up in their official residence.
The first person to wake up was Yin Zhengmao.
As soon as Yin Zhengmao woke up, he saw that he was already at his home and thought of the victory in the conquest of Luzon, so he once again said in despair: "This is a terrible loss!"
But as soon as Yin Zhengmao said this, he saw an additional official beside him, and his heart tightened for a moment: "Who are you, and why are you here?"
The subordinate officer hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "My subordinate is Xue Limu, Da Sima's medical officer. I have been ordered to be responsible for Da Sima's health."
"Medical officer?"
"When did Your Majesty establish this system?"
Yin Zhengmao muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly choked up and said:
"The Emperor's grace is mighty, the Emperor's grace is mighty!"
Then, Yin Zhengmao said: "I just said that the old party has suffered miserably from now on. Now it seems that your majesty treats me and other ministers so favorably, the old party will only suffer even more miserably in the future!"
As he spoke, Yin Zhengmao asked Xue Limu confirmingly: "Doctor Xue, do you think so?"
"Da Sima said yes, that's it!"
Xue Limu replied at this time.
Yin Zhengmao smiled.
Zhou Yong also woke up, holding his head and crying on the spot:
"My subscription coupon!"
Then, Zhou Yong also learned that the emperor assigned him a medical officer. Feeling grateful for the emperor's favor, Zhou Yong immediately forced a smile and said: "Now, my subscription will be greatly increased!"
"Since it's going to rise sharply, why are you crying?"
At this time, Zhou Yong's medical officer couldn't help but ask more questions.
Zhou Yongze said: "Of course I am crying with joy, crying with joy!"
However, Zhou Yong and Yin Zhengmao actually failed to hold on to their position. After seeing the subscription tickets continue to plummet, they also asked their families to sell the subscription tickets secretly, so they could not accept such a result for a while.
You know, Yin Zhengmao had already advised the emperor to prepare for the first defeat, and then quickly prepared for the second conquest of Luzon. The purpose was that after the first defeat and selling caused the subscription stocks to plummet, he could He bought the bottom in advance, and then after his second victory in the Battle of Luzon, he made a lot of money.
But the current result is that the first conquest of Luzon was a great victory.
Yin Zhengmao secretly resented that the strength of the old party was just that, and it did not seem to have much impact on the outcome of the war. He also knew that although he refused to admit that he had participated in the sale of subscription tickets and fainted in front of the emperor, the emperor would have guessed it. , he felt that he had no face to stand in the court anymore, so he wrote a letter of resignation and submitted it the next day.
Zhou Yong, like Yin Zhengmao, wrote a resignation letter and submitted it the next day.
Zhu Yijun had already learned from the factory guards and medical officers about their conditions after waking up, and knew that they were ashamed of themselves, so he approved of their remarks.
Zhou Yong and Yin Zhengmao moved out of their official residence and left the capital on the same day as Hai Rui.
The two of them also saw Hai Rui stop and look north at the Forbidden City.
For a moment, Yin Zhengmao couldn't help but said to Zhou Yong with a guilty look on his face:
"Haigang Peak is worthy of His Majesty, we are sorry!"
Zhou Yong nodded, feeling sad, and then returned to the sedan.
Yin Zhengmao also walked back.
"master!"
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, shouts came from Zhou Yong's sedan.
Yin Zhengmao hurriedly got off the sedan and asked, "What's wrong with Privy Zhou?"
At this time, the slave of the Zhou family replied: "Our master committed suicide by taking poison!"
(End of chapter)
