Qingji knows that Ji Ran is famous and rich, and has the high style and brightness of the ancient sages.

However, Ji Ran can not do it, and Qing Ji cannot not be rewarded.

As a monarch, you must know how to distinguish rewards and punishments, otherwise who will be willing to die for you in the future?

As Ji Ran generally worked hard and made a lot of work, thousands of stones, thousands of households, thousands of acres of fertile land in various places, thousands of mulberry trees, countless real estate such as houses, manors, shops, etc., as well as gold, jade silk, silk, cloth, etc., all of which were deserved.

If this was put in the past, Qingji should have given Jiran several counties as fiefs, and they would be hereditary.

Fortunately, the treatment of the food and the New Year's Eve can be recovered, which is understandable.

Like the previous Dazai Jiza, after his death, he still had his last words, asking his children and grandchildren to donate all their family property to the country, but he was rejected by Keiji at that time.

However, Ji Za's children and grandchildren are all people who abide by the ancestral teachings, and they would rather die than accept Ji Za's inheritance, and went overseas to make their ambitions clear.

In this case, Qingji had to collect Jiza's inheritance, take care of Jiza's children and grandchildren, promote them, and entrust them with important tasks......

Presumably, Ji Ran will also learn from Ji Za in the future.

What Qingji didn't want to do, Prince Heng was also happy to do.

After all, after the death of a Dazai, his family property is really uncountable.

"The king, the minister has a reluctant request, please fulfill the king."

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"The minister plans to settle in Yunmengze and swim in the mountains, seas and lakes."

“……”

Qingji was silent.

According to Qingji's idea, Ji Ran should stay in Xianyang, but he can place his affection between the mountains and rivers, and occasionally go to the Jixia School Palace to give lectures and preach to the scholars.

However, Ji Ran didn't have this kind of thought, and just thought about "nothing to do".

Having said that, Ji Ran was upright, loved mountains and rivers, and often traveled by boat in his early years, but refused to take the initiative to lobby and recommend himself to the princes, so although he was only the crown of the world at that time, he was not known to the world.

Now, Ji Ran is old and more than 70 years old, even if he wants to travel the world, he must be powerless.

Even if this is the case, Ji Ran still wants to settle down in Yunmengze and live in retirement, instead of staying in Xianyang.

"That's fine."

Qingji sighed and said: "Ji Ran, everyone has their own ambitions, you want to live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes, and the widow will fulfill you." ”

"Do you have any other wishes?"

"It's gone."

……

The next day, Ji Ran was ready to set off for Yunmengze.

Qingji deliberately asked Prince Heng to lead his ministers to the city gate to bid farewell to Ji Ran.

Why didn't Qingji have a special farewell plan?

Parting is always the saddest thing.

Ji Ran Shiwu has been a monarch and a minister with Qingji, and he is also a teacher and a friend, and this farewell may be goodbye.

Such a sad spring and autumn thing, Qingji is really a little difficult to accept.

"King, are you really not going to send a plan?"

Queen Ji Qi, who was on the side, asked puzzled.

"Not anymore."

Qingji shook his head and said, "With Wu Heng and them sending each other, it is not an insult to Ji Ran." ”

"However, Heng'er is Heng'er after all, and it is not as deep as the relationship between you and Jizi, the king."

Queen Ji Qi sighed faintly and said: "King, you and Jizi know and love each other, and your love is stronger than Jin, if you don't send one, this may become Jizi's lifelong regret, and it may also become the king's lifelong regret......"

Hearing this, Qingji was stunned for a moment, and then slowly stood up.

"Prepare the horses!"

……

"Drive!"

Qingji rode a sweaty horse, galloped all the way, and after leaving the palace, he crossed the gate of Xianyang City, but he still didn't see Ji Ran's figure.

Prince Heng, Fan Li, Bo Yu, Wen Chong and other ministers and doctors were all taken aback when they saw Qingji's appearance.

"Where's the plan?"

"My lord, Jizi has left. He could not walk fast on a donkey, and if the king rode a horse, he would surely catch up as soon as possible. ”

Hearing this, Qingji nodded, clamped the horse's belly again, and drove away.

At the ten-mile long pavilion on the outskirts of the city, Qingji finally caught up with Ji Ran.

Sure enough, as Fan Li said, Ji Ran was just riding a donkey.

As a retired Dazai, Ji Ran's outfit was too shabby.

Others have stepped down, even if it is a doctor, they are all carts of gold, jade silk, silk, cloth, and countless retinues around them, with tall heads and horses, which are very magnificent.

Ji Ran is just a donkey, followed by a little scholar, and carrying a simple burden......

Such a plan made Qingji very helpless and relieved.

"What are you, my lord?"

"Phew—"

Qingji strangled the reins of the sweaty horse, turned over and dismounted, stepped forward to grasp Ji Ran's hands, and said, "Ji Ran, the widow has decided to send you off." ”

Hearing this, Ji Ran said with some tears and laughter: "King, send the king thousands of miles, and you must say goodbye in the end, why should the king be a daughter?" ”

"Ji Ran, you are humiliating the widow, are you not afraid that the widow will punish you?"

"Haha, if the king wants to punish the crime, the ministers are willing to cut off their bodies."

Ji Ran said with a smile.

Qingji braved the cold wind to chase Ji Ran, which made the latter very moved.

This shows that Qingji is a person who misses old love.

Not the kind of mean king!

"Ji Ran, riding this donkey, the footsteps are too slow, I'm afraid you may not be able to reach Yunmengze in two months."

Qingji patted the sweaty BMW beside him, and said: "The widow's sweaty and bloody BMW was paid tribute by the Dawan Kingdom in the Western Regions, and the widow named it 'Black Wind', which can travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred at night. ”

"Ride it, and you will be able to reach Yunmengze in a few days."

"At this parting time, the widow has nothing else to give you, this sweaty horse will be used as a mount for you."

Hearing this, Ji Ran shook his head and said, "King, the minister is not good at riding horses, and the car ride is slightly bumpy, so he changed to a donkey." ”

"Walking slowly isn't necessarily a bad thing. Ministers can take this opportunity to take a look at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in my Great Wu, and the scenery along the way, isn't it beautiful? ”

Qingji bowed slightly: "It's up to you." ”

"Ji Ran, this farewell, you and I, when will we see each other again?"

“……”

Ji Ran was silent.

He is already this age, an old man in his prime, and he may not live long.

Qingji is no longer young, he is a person who knows the destiny of heaven, don't look at the dragon and tiger, the spring and autumn are prosperous, any accident may make Qingji die in front of Ji Ran.

"Yes. King, if you come to Japan to inspect Nanjun, please be sure to visit Yunmengze. ”

Ji Ran smiled with relief and said, "The minister is already old and won't travel too far, so he may have been in Yunmengze for the rest of his life." ”

Qing Ji said earnestly: "Ji Ran, you don't have to be sorry for yourself. Like the widow's uncle Jizi, he lived to be ninety-two years old, and you are as optimistic as him, and you must live to be more than ninety and one hundred years old. ”