When you are down, people are like paper

Suddenly sick and lost his soul in a foreign land

Zhao Ruyu has his own thoughts, he said to his son affectionately, look at Han Yanxuan's intentions, he will definitely put me to death and then quickly, if I don't go to Yongzhou, I'm afraid it will not be good for you, this way, I am dead, and I am worthy of the court.

The second son said, Father, don't go, we are all young, and his surname Han is what he does to us, and we can stand it.

Zhao Ruyu hurriedly comforted, it's okay, my father can stand it.

It was late autumn, the autumn wind was bleak, and the dead leaves were scattered. As far as the eye can see, it is a bleak scene.

The whole family cried and saw off Zhao Ruyu.

From Fuzhou to Yongzhou, Hunan, the distance is 3,000 miles, a person who is nearly 60 years old walks on a pair of feet, travels day and night, sleeps in the open air, and is depressed, even a healthy person is in danger.

The placement is a demotion and exile, not a sinner, Zhao Ruyu still has an idle post as the deputy envoy of the Ningyuan Army at this time, and the government does not need to send someone to escort you, but you must supervise you on the road and report to Yongzhou as soon as possible. Everywhere you go, you need to register at the official post station, of course, only one person is provided with room and board.

On the way, accompanied by his eldest son Zhao Chongxian, he brought a horse by himself, in addition to camel some luggage and food, he could also ride a horse instead. Zhao Enxian was afraid that his father wouldn't be able to think about it, so he kept telling him some ancient loyal deeds to relieve him.

In that year, Tang Si, a traitor of the Xiaozong Dynasty, fled to Yongzhou because of his betrayal; Halfway through, I heard that the Tai student Fu Que had written a letter and asked to kill him to thank the countrymen. The next day he died of fear.

There are also people who are framed by traitors, endure a lot of hardships, and finally keep it until the clouds are scattered and the flowers bloom. Fan Zhongyan's second son, Fan Chunren, was also demoted to Yongzhou. He was not in a hurry or impatient, gritted his teeth, and finally rehabilitated Zhaoxue and returned to Kyoto.

Although he had enough mental preparation, he quickly realized the coldness of the world and the indifference of human feelings. In the past, in Kyoto, wearing silk and satin, sitting in a sedan chair, there were guards in front of the road, servants waiting, tasting fine wine and food, and embracing beautiful wives and concubines. Whether it is in the yamen or the mansion at home, greet each other with a smile, and hug each other. None of that is gone today.

When passers-by saw him, they knew that he was an exiled official, and they looked sideways and feared him like a tiger; In the post house, the post man hung his face and didn't want to say a word.

In his impression, there should be familiar faces in almost every state and county's yamen, and he has all the late-born ones on the same list, but since the edict was issued, he has not seen any of them.

Unexpectedly, Shao Wujun, who was in western Fujian, met Yang Wenduan's third son.

Army, here refers to the establishment of a place, which is equivalent to a county. In places where the geographical location is relatively important, this dynasty has set up an army, and the management is stricter than that of the county.

Yang Yuandao went to Fuzhou to serve as the governor first, and soon changed to the pacification envoy Jiedu Pusher, which he knew. He was amazed at why he was here.

When he dragged his tired body into the post house, he had just found a place to rest, and his son went to go through the relevant procedures, and an official in his thirties came over with a smile and greeted: Uncle Zizhi, have you arrived?

Zhao Ruyu didn't reflect it, who is this.

Uncle Zizhi, you don't know me anymore? I'm Yang Yuandao.

After a closer look, I remembered that it was the third brother of Gong Gong.

After a long drought and a sweet rain, I met my old acquaintance in another country. It is a rare happy event in life.

At this time, Zhao Chongxian also came over and helped Zhao Ruyu into the room he had booked. After a brief rinse, serve the prepared sake.

Almost at the same time that the imperial edict arrived in Fuzhou, Yang Yuandao received a letter from his father. His father told him: Zhao Ru is a foolish and capable of civil and martial arts, a decent person, and a rare good official, but he is only short of calculations, so he suffered this disaster, and he felt deeply disturbed and guilty because he couldn't help his father. You are in Fujian, on behalf of my Yang family, go to see him, talk to him, and make him want to open more.

According to his father's wishes, on the tenth day after Zhao Xiangye left, he traveled west in the name of a business trip. Yesterday I arrived at Shao Wujun. Arranged a room at the inn and prepared some clothes and food. And he discussed with the post chief and let him rest here for two days.

Seeing that Zhao Ruyu was black and thin, Yang Yuandao's eyes turned red:

Uncle Zhao, according to age, you are not a few years younger than my father, you are my elder, according to your rank, you are my boss, public and private, I should come and take a look and give you a ride. Don't say anything else, come, I'll give you a cup, uncle, grit your teeth, boil him for a few years, and be the prime minister of my Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Ruyu burst into tears, thank you Brother Gong, thank you Yuan Dao, don't worry, I can get through, from now on, I don't want to be an official in Beijing again, and it is enough to return to my hometown to support the elderly.

Twenty days later, in Jiangxi Lead Mountain, Xin Qiji invited the Zhao father and son who were passing by into Huangquan Villa. With the former prime minister, talk about science, talk about life, and sing about wine.

Zhao Ruyu, who was in a gloomy mood, spent a good day.

More than a month later, when he entered Hunan, Zhao Ruyu was judged to be two people compared to when he was in Kyoto. His face was black and red, his beard was like withered grass, and his whole body was as thin as firewood, like a village farmer.

The boat passed through Xiaoxiang, and the wind and snow were all over the sky.

This year, the winter in Hunan seems to be particularly cold, with heavy snow for several days, and everywhere is covered in silver, and pedestrians wear hats and robes, and trudge through the snow nearly a foot deep. The biting cold wind kept rushing towards Zhao Ruyu, who was already exhausted, and he felt like a dead leaf blowing in the wind, not knowing where it would fall.

Finally arrived at Hengzhou Station. I just want to drink hot soup and lie down on the warm bed to sleep him for three days and three nights. But no, Zhizhou Qian Huairen wants to come to see him.

He has some impressions of this Lord Qian, but he is not familiar with it, why did he suddenly come to see him, a person in distress, I don't know what his intentions are.

Mr. Qian came, looking like he was smiling but not smiling.

Oh, Deputy Envoy Zhao, I have suffered all the way.

Zhao Ruyu seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, trembling deeply, listening to his words and watching his deeds, he knew that he had bad intentions. Long You was played by shrimp in shallow water, and Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, he was silent and silent, just begging him to leave quickly.

Deputy Envoy Zhao, the lower official once asked you to change your seat and leave this place where birds don't, and you ignored it. Now that the mountains are not turning, I can't imagine that the high-ranking Prime Minister has traveled thousands of miles to this poor and remote place, and the lower officials are not like you, the weather is so cold, please drink two glasses of water and wine to warm your body.

Zhao Ruyu gritted his teeth, told himself, and endured the nameless fire, and swallowed a mouthful of prime minister's anger.

Son Zhao Chongxian stepped forward and said: Lord Qian, please go back, my father is tired all the way, and he is infected with wind and cold, and he needs to rest.

The opponent pretended to be cowardly, and Lord Qian became more and more proud, and continued to sneer.

That night, Zhao Ruyu had a high fever, and Zhao Chongxian hurriedly asked the post guard to find Langzhong, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was difficult to walk on the road, where to find Langzhong.

Lao Tzu struggled on the line of death, and his son called the heavens and the earth to be ineffective. Only the wind let out a wail in anger, as if to cry out for this loyal and virtuous man.

The next day, Zhao Ruyu closed his eyes in the post station. The end of a generation of famous ministers is embarrassing.

History remembers this day: the second year of Qingyuan, February 13, 1196 AD, the eighteenth day of the first lunar month.

In essence, Zhao Ruyu is an idealist, principled, upright, and courageous as a politician. The biggest problem is the lack of a strategist's skill, the lack of attention to detail, the lack of insight into the self-interest of some people, and the lack of flexibility, which leads to the situation getting worse and worse, and eventually it is impossible to clean up.