Ding Changhe and his party arrived in Beijing safely, and the next day, he entered the palace to reply to the emperor's order.
The emperor thought of his hard work and gave him a meal. After the meal, he stayed with him to talk in detail for a long time.
Ding Changhe once again refused the false position he was offered, but this time he resigned completely.
Of course, the happiest person in my heart is the current emperor.
Those who focus on business and research are smart people, but those who know when to advance and retreat are truly wise.
It was a fluke that he came to power back then, and what was even more lucky was that it was because of the suppression of Ding Changhe by the third prince that Ding Changhe turned to surrender to him.
Now, under the pressure of the Manchu Dynasty, the third prince resigned from his power and went back to his hometown to recuperate. Seeing that he could no longer restrain himself, Ding Changhe was even more sensible and took the initiative to step down.
Ding Changhe left most of his connections to his eldest son, Ding Zibo. Unlike Ding Zibo, the emperor was very relieved of Ding Zibo and was more willing to use him.
Because he grew up in the countryside and didn't have so much scheming, the emperor was more willing to support Ding Zibo in his career. ?.?????.???
Ding Changhe and his father Ding Shengkang were sitting in the study room, making detailed arrangements for the future.
"Your brother and sister have found someone to clean up the house on East Street. We will move there as soon as possible."
"I will leave the capital in three days. I will rearrange the manpower in the capital in the past two days. Dad, you also know where the caravan will stay in the capital. If there is anything urgent, ask them to notify me."
Ding Shengkang nodded, "You are not in Beijing, and Xiao Shitou is not in Beijing. No one will keep an eye on our family anymore."
"I have time now, so I can sort out the matter of the secret guard camp and the caravan again. As long as we still have these two ends in our hands, the Ding family will not collapse."
Ding Shengkang also smiled. In fact, the Ding family's apparent connections were not the most important. The important one, Ding Changhe, would not show it to others.
Then he asked, "You really don't want Aunt Han to go back?"
Ding Changhe said expressionlessly, "My mother was the one who carried her in. Now let her accompany my mother."
After An Ran left, the Ding Han family made another fuss, asking the clan members to open an ancestral hall and remember Ding Kuan as their legitimate daughter, which made Ding Shengkang very angry.
Ding Shengkang originally planned to imprison her in the Buddhist hall again, but Ding Han's health was not good, so he had to give up. Now he is imprisoned in Zhixinzhai, with Aunt Han serving at his side.
In the past two or three days, Ding Changhe's study had never been empty. He had to arrange the place as soon as possible before he could leave.
At night, Ding Changhe rested in the main courtyard, looking at the empty courtyard. No one left a light for him at night, and no one served him hot tea. This made him even more eager to return to Xiaxi Village.
Time flies so fast. Zi Heng accompanied his mother to collect the last batch of herbs this year, and then went up the mountain with Ding Jiu.
Now Ziheng would be taken away by Ding Jiu for a few days every once in a while. After Ziheng came back, he also told his mother in detail that since it was arranged by Ding Changhe, An Ran didn't ask any more questions.
But as a result, Zi Zhuo stopped working. Every time Zi Heng left, he would lose his temper and ignore everyone with a sullen face.
There was no choice but An Ran could only take Zi Zhuo for a walk at the foot of the mountain in the cold weather. Even if there was no prey, Zi Zhuo would be happy if he could only shoot a few birds.
After playing for a while, An Ran took Zizhuo's hand and slowly walked back.
From a distance, he saw two large carriages parked in front of his house. Zi Zhuo asked hurriedly, "Mom, do you think dad is back?"
An Ran thought it was someone from Fucheng, "Your father always rides a horse when he comes here. When has he ever been in a carriage? Come on, let's go back and have a look."
When they were approaching the door, a tall figure came out of the courtyard with Yuan'er in his arms. An Ran was stunned for a moment, and Zi Zhuo broke away from his mother's hand and rushed over.
"Dad, it's you who's back. I just told Mom that it's Dad who's back, but Mom still doesn't believe it."
Zi Zhuo ran to his father's side, jumped up and hugged Ding Changhe.
Ding Changhe held his son in his arms and laughed and said, "It's better for us, Zi Zhuo, to keep me in mind."
After saying that, he looked at An Ran with a smile.
An Ran walked up to him and saw Ding Changhe's gentle expression. He felt very different from the past.
Ding Changhe held a pair of children and looked at An Ran with a smile.
"Uncle, we just arrived, why didn't you send a message in advance?"
"What kind of letter are you sending? It's only for the past two days anyway. I was just about to go out and look for you. It's such a cold day, what is there to see outside?"
An Ran said angrily, "You think I'm willing to come out, but seeing how noisy your son is, he can't stay in the house."
An Ran said and took Yuan'er into her arms. She was still a good girl and didn't bother herself so much.
Zi Zhuo hugged Ding Changhe tightly and said, "Dad, my brothers are all gone, and I am the only one left in the family."
Ding Changhe smiled and patted his son's butt. Turning around, he held An Ran's hand and said, "Come on, let's go into the house first. I'll move all my things in. You can look at the arrangements later."
Sister Chen made the tea, and Yuan'er got down from her mother's arms and brought out the snacks from the kitchen.
Yuan'er said with a smile, "Dad, I just made it with Aunt Chen today. I wanted to wait for my mother and little brother to come back to eat it. Dad, you can try it first."
Ding Changhe felt warm in his heart. Looking at his daughter's little appearance, he couldn't help but love her. Putting Zizhuo down, he picked up Yuan'er and said, "My daughter is very capable."
An Ran smiled. Yuan'er loved to make snacks, but she could only play with kneading dough. She likes the feeling of her family praising her when they eat snacks, but her brothers are particularly supportive.
Everyone in the room went down. An Ran refilled the hot water for Ding Changhe and said, "Why didn't you see Dashan? He didn't come back with you."
"We came back together, he went back to Fucheng first
