Outside the palace gate.
Yang Shiqi looked back at the huge palace, his face full of despair, and got on the sedan without saying a word.
The son must be protected, there is no reason, it is his son.
Yang Shiqi didn't want to lose his son in old age. If he wanted his son to survive, he had to satisfy the little emperor, or Yu Qian and others.
When things got to this point, he no longer had the power to choose and could only follow other people's wishes.
Only in this way can we save our son.
"Sigh... After decades of being a leader, in the end..." Yang Shiqi smiled wryly at himself, "That's good. It's time to retreat from the rapids. I can't bear it anymore. It's a blessing to return to my hometown after serving as an official."
When he arrived at the door of his house, Yang Shiqi got off the sedan and glanced at Yang Pu's sedan approaching. He stopped and waited.
After a while, the sedan stopped and Yang Pu stepped forward, "Brother Shiqi..."
Yang Shiqi waved his hand: "Let's talk in the hospital."
Yang Pu nodded and followed into Yang Mansion.
Living room.
Yang Shiqi lamented: "Over the years, you are the only one who can truly be considered a friend. Mian Ren has passed away, and now I have to leave too. You must take good care of yourself in the future."
"Is there really no other way?" Yang Pu frowned, "In my opinion, this is the situation set by Yu Qian. The emperor is young, and the government is controlled by the empress dowager. He does not have the courage."
"That's not important. What's important is how to break the situation." Yang Shiqi smiled bitterly, "Yu Qian and his party have been suffering from me for a long time. If I don't leave, they promise to make me lose my son in old age."
Yang Pu said: "Not necessarily. If you insist on not leaving, they may not be able to get you. Although the emperor is young, he doesn't understand.
Now that he has first taken power, it is the time to employ people. He was just bewitched by Yu Qian. As long as we work hard and let him know your importance, there is still room for recovery. "
"Recover?" Yang Shiqi smiled bitterly, "Everyone is for themselves, and people's hearts are distracted. The Empress Dowager has returned to power, and the Emperor is in power. Everyone wants to curry favor with the Emperor. How can there be any room for recovery? Now, in my Yang family, you are the only one who dares to coming."
Yang Pu was silent for a while and said seriously: "If I advance and retreat with you..."
"No." Yang Shiqi said flatly: "If this is true, it will be a disaster for you and me."
His face was full of seriousness: "The Ming Dynasty will not stop functioning because of anyone's departure, not to mention you and me, even the emperor...it's all the same;
Besides, there are so many people who care about your position and mine. As soon as we move away, they will immediately take over. "
Yang Pu stopped talking for a while and asked, "Are you really leaving?"
"It's impossible if we don't leave!" Yang Shiqi sighed, and then smiled: "It's not a bad idea. After a lifetime of busy work, it's not bad to enjoy the blessings."
After a pause, "We have known each other for decades, and I have a message for you."
"You said it." Yang Pu nodded.
Yang Shiqi said seriously: "Stop fighting. It seems like you are fighting for yourself, but in fact you are fighting for them. But in the end...the bad consequences and bad reputation are all your own;
Mianren left voluntarily and was able to keep his reputation, but I was driven away and my reputation was not retained, but at least I was able to keep my life;
But if you continue walking, you may not be able to save your life. "
Yang Pu also felt lonely. There were three Yangs in the past, but now he is the only one left.
"When are you leaving?" he asked.
"Wait a little longer," Yang Shiqi said, "wait until that beast is escorted to the capital, but during this period I can't go to court anymore. You can ask for a sick leave from the emperor on my behalf. My attitude needs to be clear, right?"
Yang Pu nodded silently.
"Brother Shiqi, I'm afraid I can't help myself."
He said bitterly: "You are in the center of the whirlpool of power. How can you not fight if you want to?"
"In fact, it's not difficult." Yang Shiqi sighed: "In the past, I hated Li Qing the most, but now looking back, he is really transparent. There are many people who hate him, but everyone recognizes his contribution;
Perhaps thousands of years later, the world will still remember him, but we will be lost in the public eye, and even if not, our reputation will not be much better. "
After a pause, "You can learn from Li Qing."
"Imitate him... taking money and not doing things?" Yang Pu's eyes lit up, and after some thought, he knew it was feasible.
When he first heard about Li Qing's behavior, he was filled with contempt and disdain, but looking back now, he couldn't help but sigh: His rank is really high.
After several dynasties, Li Qing was unbeatable, and Li Qing completely defeated them in terms of status, power, and achievements. He also made a lot of money and retired with success.
It’s really impossible not to accept it.
Yang Shiqi said: "It's not too late to remedy the situation. You still have time now, so don't follow my path."
Yang Pu nodded.
After a while, he asked: "Brother Shiqi, do you regret it?"
"I regret it." Yang Shiqi looked up at the sky, "But if I had to do it again, I would most likely do it again."
He admitted frankly: "Because I am a selfish person, and most people are like that."
~
"Finally packed up." Li Qing stretched, crossed his legs comfortably, and looked at the small courtyard with great satisfaction.
Not surprisingly, he will live here for a long time in the future.
He has money, a lot of money, and can buy a big house.
But he didn't want to.
It's not that he feels bad about money, but...he alone can't fill a house that is too big.
He wrote a letter and asked someone to send it back to Jinling, informing Zhu Yunwen of his location to facilitate future correspondence.
Li Qing was familiar with washing rice, cooking rice, and cooking vegetables. After living in the mountains for a long time, he was accustomed to this self-reliant lifestyle.
The day was very fulfilling, and it was the end of Shenshi in the blink of an eye.
Li Qing sat under the eaves, watching "The Popular Romance of the Three Kingdoms" with relish. This was one of his few pastimes.
Snowing.
The sight was much brighter than usual at this time, and Li Qing watched as he admired the snow.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Is Dr. Li at home?"
"Here, the door is unlocked, please come in." Li Qing's heart moved and he put down his hand.
After a while, Yu Qian pushed open the ajar door and walked in.
Li Qing stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Yu Shilang."
"I'm sorry to bother you." Yu Qian was very polite and returned the favor.
"No, no," Li Qing just smiled, "Xue Da, come in and chat."
Yu Qian didn't find Li Qing's support at all strange, it seemed like it should be like this.
The two walked into the living room and sat down respectively. Li Qing picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Yu Qian, and then poured himself a cup. He sipped the tea and asked, "Servant Yu is here, is there something wrong?"
He doesn't want to load the file now. Firstly, he has gained the little emperor's trust. Secondly, once the file is loaded, Yu Qian will have the backing to act boldly.
Three feet of ice does not last in a day. The current situation is complicated, and the little emperor has only just taken power. There is no need to rush. If there is a hurry, trouble will occur.
It is easy to eat but difficult to spit out. With so many vested interests already created, the only option is to boil the frog in warm water.
This does not mean that everything will be fine if Yang Shiqi is taken away. If Yang Shiqi is gone, there will be a second Yang Shiqi, a third, or even countless others.
What really needs to be solved is to change the systems that benefit civil servants and continue to grow bigger.
Yu Qian put down his tea cup, "May I ask where Dr. Li's hometown is?"
"Jinling."
"What do you call it?"
"Li Qing."
Yu Qian was startled, and suddenly looked into Li Qing's eyes.
Like, so similar, almost exactly the same.
After a long while, he came back to his senses and asked, "Does Dr. Li know Marquis Yongqing?"
"I've heard people talk about it." Li Qing said with a smile, "He seems to be called Li Qing too."
"Well, Dr. Li looks like him." Yu Qian said.
Li Qing scratched his head and said amusedly: "I heard that he always wears a mask."
"Eyes like."
"That's it!" Li Qing said, but nothing more happened.
Yu Qian awkwardly picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but he really didn't give up and continued to test: "Do Dr. Li and Marquis Yongqing have... relatives."
"No."
"That's it!" Yu Qian took another sip of tea awkwardly.
Somehow, he had the absurd idea that the Li Qing in front of him was the same Li Qing as before.
He himself was surprised by this idea, but he couldn't help but think so.
After some trial and error, there was no result.
As dusk fell, Yu Qian couldn't wait any longer and stood up to say goodbye.
Before leaving, he said mysteriously: "My home is nearby. Dr. Li can come as a guest often if he is free."
"Okay!" Li Qing looked familiar, "I'll give it to the Minister."
"No, it's getting late. You should rest early." Yu Qian said.
"Well, I won't give it away then." Li Qing was also polite.
…
The next day.
Fengtian Temple.
Zhu Qizhen stepped into the hall alone, and the officials saluted:
"I see you, Your Majesty. Long live my Emperor! Long live my Emperor...!"
All the officials were uniform, and there was only one voice in the court.
Zhu Qizhen suppressed his excitement, waved his sleeves, and said, "All the ministers are equal."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The ministers stood in separate groups. On the first day when the little emperor truly took power, they all gave him face.
Zhu Qizhen glanced around and saw that Yang Shiqi was not here. He couldn't help but feel proud that this annoying old man was finally leaving.
At the same time, he has more confidence in Li Qing, and the progress of things is exactly as Li Qing said.
It won't be many years before Ming Dynasty will regain its former peak... Zhu Qizhen's eyes are bright and he is full of confidence in the future.
He stroked the dragon head on the dragon throne, feeling excited. Only today did he feel that he was a real emperor.
Zhu Qizhen smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Do you have any original notes?"
…
The meeting broke up.
Zhu Qizhen sat on the chair for a long time and did not leave. Today's dragon chair was so comfortable that he didn't want to leave.
This was the first time that the ministers left Fengtian Palace before the emperor, and all of them looked strange.
But what they are more concerned about is what the young emperor's national policy will be after the Empress Dowager returns to power, and the deep meaning behind Yang Shiqi not going to court today.
Everyone has a premonition that the future court will not be easy to mess with now.
There are three things a new official should do when he takes office, let alone the king of a country.
After the court ended, Zhu Qizhen sat on the dragon chair for half an hour. Suddenly he remembered something and said hurriedly: "Go to Taichang Temple and call Dr. Li Qing."
Xiaohuangmen felt as if he had received an amnesty. He had been working as a stationary eunuch for so long, but he had never stood for so long at one time. He quickly handed over his hand and said, "I obey the order."
After jogging for two steps, he turned back and said, "Your Majesty, where can I meet you?"
"Right here." Zhu Qizhen leaned comfortably on the dragon chair and said with a smile.
"...Yes." Xiao Huangmen said yes and walked away with a strange look on his face.
~
Taichang Temple.
Li Qing was fishing when he was suddenly summoned to see the driver, so he had no choice but to follow the eunuch who sent the order into the palace.
"Where is the Emperor?"
"Where is Fengtian Temple."
Li Qing had a strange look on his face, "Didn't the... meeting break up?"
"It's gone." Xiao Huangmen muttered, "Isn't the Emperor still leaving?"
Walking into Fengtian Hall, Li Qing saw Zhu Qizhen on the dragon throne at a glance.
At this moment, Zhu Qizhen rested his hands on the dragon chair and leaned back on the back of the chair. His whole body was in a "big" posture. When he was relaxed, he gave people a feeling of being a villain.
After all, he is indeed young, only thirteen years old.
"Wei Chen..." Li Qing made tactical gestures as he walked forward.
"No gift."
Li Qing stopped the situation, cupped his hands and said, "Why does the emperor want to ask for this minister?"
Zhu Qizhen waved his hand, and the young eunuch immediately retreated. He really didn't want to stay in Fengtian Palace anymore.
"Sir, come here." Zhu Qizhen didn't want to leave the throne.
Li Qing touched his nose and stepped forward while holding back his laughter.
He understands this little guy very well. As the king of a country, he has been depressed and depressed for a long time. It is reasonable for him to behave like this now.
"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"
…
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That's it for these two chapters today. The air conditioner is blowing too much, and Qinghong is a little confused.
