It was almost dawn when Zihua woke up slowly, and Uncle Yang was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and when he saw Zihua wake up, he hurriedly reached out and grabbed her hand. Zihua's hands were a little cold, Uncle Yang held them tightly, bowed her head and sighed, her face was bloodless, white as the frost in autumn, Uncle Yang felt distressed.

"What's wrong? What do you think? Uncle Yang asked anxiously, his voice trembling a little.

Zihua blinked his eyes and said, "I'm fine, but I'm too tired, I didn't expect to faint, which makes my husband worried." Zihua's voice was very soft, and he was a little weak.

"Okay, I know, you have a good rest, I will spend more time with you in the future, and we will have children soon."

"Actually, I already knew half a month ago," Zihua avoided Uncle Yang's eyes looking at her, "I grew up in the palace, and when I was young, I liked to watch those imperial doctors busy, so I also learned a little medical skills." But husband, you still have to deal with political affairs more, so that we can leave the imperial city as soon as possible, and maybe our children can be born outside. ”

"This ...... Well, the final result of the change is this autumn harvest, if everything is better than last year, then we can really go. The thought that they might be able to leave the Imperial City soon and live a life that only belonged to them filled their hearts with hope.

It took more than three months, and the construction of the Taixue Palace has entered the final stage.

At the beginning of August of the fourth year of Zhao Jingtai, Uncle Yang entered the palace to ask for a decree, officially announcing that the Taixue Palace of the world's scholars had been completed, and the holy decree even mentioned that the abolition of the Taixue Palace by the first emperor was not in line with the world's etiquette law. Over the years, there have been many monarchs who have abolished the laws established by the first emperor, but there is only one person who has refuted the first emperor, which has caused an uproar in the world, and even caused a whirlpool hidden under the yellow sand, and no one knows when it will suddenly appear on the ground and begin to devour everything in the world.

However, although this will caused an uproar in the world, it also attracted many scholars, such as Qi Sheng, a native of Tianyang in Dongzhou.

This Qi Sheng was born with a good face, fair skin, and a wealthy family, his father was a businessman, but he was unwilling to be the lowest person, so he forced Qi Sheng to read and write, even if he could not enter the imperial city as an official, but he could also enter the official mansion to be a penman, at least he could wear brocade silk clothes, not like him, although the family had thousands of runs, but he could only wear linen, sometimes I saw those county lieutenants and even pavilion chiefs walking outside the gate of the house, with that little salary, saving money for two or three years, hungry to a sallow face, but also to wear a brocade robeIt's a status symbol.

Father Qi couldn't help but feel angry when he looked at these people, and even cursed fiercely in his heart, "Why don't you starve these people to death", but there was nothing he could do, he knew that it was impossible for him to wear that brocade in his life, so he put all his energy on his son, fortunately, Qi Sheng worked hard, followed the old pedant found by Qi's father to endorse and read, and finally surpassed this old gentleman in knowledge, but Father Qi did not feel satisfied, and found various gentlemen from all over the world to teach him.

Until today, he suddenly heard that the Taixue Palace was open again, originally he had no intention of coming here, but his teacher tried his best to let him go, in fact, he wanted to tell the world that this young man's teacher was himself.

Qi Sheng didn't think of this, he just heard that the Taixue Palace could recruit talents from all over the world to come, and he couldn't help but have the idea of competing with the world's celebrities, so he came to the imperial city.

Qi Sheng's heart is extremely high, he doesn't want to be just a penman in someone's house, he knows that this Taixue Palace is his chance after the first fall ceremony, and if he wants to realize his ambitions, he must seize this opportunity.

Qi Sheng stood in the crowd, looking at Uncle Yang who was standing behind the emperor in a black brocade official mansion and wearing a brocade crown with flying xia, and thought silently in his heart: "Is this Uncle Yang, the imperial lieutenant who is a minister?" Then he shook his head again for some reason.

Huan Ji stepped forward and bowed down in front of Confucius to pay homage, and then Uncle Yang and other officials all saluted incense, indicating the official completion of the Taixue Palace.

Although Uncle Yang didn't like the pedantic Confucianism very much, this Confucius was the master of the world, so he had to come forward to salute the incense. His heart was very happy, and another thing was done, and he could finally leave the court.

Seeing that everything was going smoothly, Su Ang in the crowd smiled lightly, turned to leave, and after leaving the city, mounted his horse, and galloped south.

On this day, Uncle Yang returned to the house very early, Zihua quietly packed his bags, this is not for them to leave to go to seclusion, this is for Uncle Yang to go out to inspect, she knows that Uncle Yang must go to see before leaving, he can't rest assured.

Uncle Yang looked at the busy Zihua, and he knew it in his heart, so he walked over and gently hugged his wife from behind, and her hair was fragrant between his noses. Zihua leaned on, it would take three months for the husband to go out, or even longer, but this was what he needed to do in the end, otherwise he would miss it even if they left, so it was better to let him finish it all.

After a long time, Zihua slowly spoke: "Husband, I'll go pack up for you." ”

"Take your time, I'll hug you for a while, I'm afraid I'm going to leave for a long time, now that you're pregnant again, it's inconvenient to move, let Uncle Ying do these things, and you have to pay more attention to your body......"

Zihua interrupted Uncle Yang and smiled: "Husband, how can you be so verbose today, you are not like this on weekdays, you have said these words no less than ten times, don't worry, I am not a child, I have my own thoughts in my heart." It's just you, be careful when you go out, if you come back earlier, you will probably see our children for the first time. Go, go, you are my husband, but you are also the captain of the people of the world, and the law is no less than your child. I'll wait for you to come back at the house, and we'll have a long time before we leave." ”

Uncle Yang smiled and rubbed Zihua's side face with his cheek, and then he was a little reluctant to let go. Zihua originally planned to pack some bags for him, but Uncle Yang refused.

"When I first learned art with the teacher, every day was simple, just one person, I was used to it, and it was not good to pack too much."

Zihua only installed a goose for her to keep out the cold in the coming winter, and the rest of the things were left by Uncle Yang. This night, Zihua huddled tightly in Uncle Yang's arms, neither of them spoke, just hugged each other like that until the sky was bright.

Red clouds rose in the east, and the faint chirping of chickens could be heard in the distance. Zihua sat up with her stomach and helped Uncle Yang clean up her hair and clothes. Uncle Yang grabbed Zihua's hand, her eyes were rosy and her head was lowered.

The two walked out of the mansion, Pu Xianyu was dressed in a burlap robe, holding a sword in his left hand and holding the reins of a horse in his right hand. The carriage was replaced by a slightly worn one, and the horse was replaced by an old horse.

"Go back, I'll be back soon, and I'm going to let our boy open his eyes and the first thing he sees is his father."

Zihua smiled, but that smile was somewhat reluctant. Uncle Yang boarded the car and said, "Let's go." Pu Xianyu sat up, waved the reins, and the carriage slowly set off.

Zihua finally sobbed, she kept holding back her tears, how long has it been, who could have predicted?

Uncle Yang picked up the corner of the car curtain, looked at Zihua who was slowly leaving, and felt bad in his heart, his wife had been pregnant for more than a month, and now he had to worry about himself. Uncle Yang sighed, he obviously couldn't give up the people of the world for one person, and he also believed that the days that belonged to them were still very long, and they could enjoy themselves after leaving the temple.

The sound of the carriage crushing on the wooden planks of the drawbridge came into the carriage, and it was about to leave the imperial city. Xuanzong stood on the city wall and watched, and said softly: "Mr. is a person who helps the world, and today he went out to inspect again, and Huan Ji will never lose in this life!" After Huan Ji finished speaking, Cheng He hurriedly patted him on the back and said, "Your Majesty, go back quickly, be careful of catching a cold, and when you go back, I'll go to the imperial doctor to check your pulse." ”

"Uncle He is making a fuss again, my body is as strong as ever, and the wind just poured into my mouth. I'll take a look at it again. Uncle He, what do you say will happen if people in the world are like Mr.? ”

"Then the world will be prosperous forever, and the people will not have any worries." The old servant Chenghe smiled, inadvertently revealing the gums that had already fallen out.

"Hehe, Uncle He, you're so old, you don't even have teeth."

"Your Majesty, Shang Rong once said that hard things will be gone, but soft things can last forever, I am old, my teeth are gone, but my tongue is always there."

"Yes, yes, but after all, Mr. is not a tooth, even if he is a tooth, I am the gum, and I carry him. Uncle He, Mr. asked me to build the School Palace, and now that it has been, do you think it is possible to be like the Jixia School Palace in Qi State. There was some worry in Huan Ji's words, and he stared closely at Uncle Yang's carriage that was slowly moving away.

"I guess so, Mr. must have a reason for saying this, throughout the past few years, everything has been in Mr.'s plan."

"It seems that you believe in him," Huan Ji looked at Cheng He and pretended to be displeased and said, "Yes, he is your son-in-law." ”

"Your Majesty, although he is my son-in-law, he is also your courtier, besides, I'm afraid you trust him more than me." Cheng He smiled, his gray beard straight up.

"You, you, you really know me best," Huan Ji put away his smile, "Uncle He, nothing else has happened recently, how is the emperor?" ”

"It's been nothing lately, by the way, Yan Yifan has been to He Bixian's house, but I don't know what I talked about, there is not much time, it was about ten days ago, I wanted to inquire about this matter carefully. Huang Gongfu still came to teach every day, there was no abnormality, and from time to time he warned them to be a wise man and think more about the people. ”

Huan Ji nodded and pondered, could it be that the family was starting to attack the Minister of Law Change? Looks like it's time to knock them out. "Uncle He, Mr. told me the day before yesterday that he wanted to leave, what do you think I should do?"

"Your Majesty, when Mr. first came to the court, he said that he came by his mother's will, but he actually had no intention of becoming a leader. If it is stable today, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, it is normal for him to have this idea. ”

"That's it, it's okay if he wants to leave, but it's a pity, there are few people in the world with such talents." Huan Ji's voice was full of regret.

The two slowly walked down the city wall and headed for the palace.