In December, the temperature drops sharply.

Today, somehow, snow fell in the sky, and the red Forbidden City was dyed white at this moment, and the cornices everywhere gave the snow a special shape.

Miyagi after the snow is quiet and solemn.

Several red-robed old men came out of the warm pavilion in the emperor's dormitory, stepping on long, crooked footprints.

In the wind and snow, most of them were in a heavy mood.

“…… Back then, I remember that it was also a piece of snow, Mao Weizhi was appointed to supervise the two Huai and Changlu salt affairs, and after the good news returned to Beijing, the emperor was delighted. It's only been a few years, and I really can't figure it out, why did the emperor take such a heavy deal this time? ”

Feet on the snow, making a 'creaking, creaking' sound, three backs between the two walls farther and farther away.

In the face of Liang Chu's exclamation, He Jianyan, the head of the household department, said: "The holy will cannot be guessed. The emperor's prestige is getting heavier and heavier, whether it is Yang Yingning or Mao Weizhi, the means of disposal are becoming more and more thunderous. Under such changes, there will always be such a day. ”

Everyone felt in advance that Yang Yiqing might not end well, and Mao Weizhi should be fine.

Under this expectation, when Yang Yiqing's ending was not bad, everyone thought that it would be okay if the rain had passed and the sky was clear. Who would have thought that the emperor not only did not let go of Mao Ji, but also doubled the punishment.

The so-called holy will is unpredictable, isn't it, there is a powerful lord in the Forbidden City, and no one can figure out his temper.

From then on, you have to be careful.

Everything is related, and when Zhu Houzhao wants to do this, the official group will inevitably have such a reaction.

Officialdom must be a little quieter after this incident.

At the beginning, the intercession for Mao Ji was full of imperial cases of the Son of Heaven, but in the end, when he was released from prison and returned to his home in Beijing, he was full of people, and only a few people came to visit.

Mao Ji was already dressed in coarse linen clothes at this time, and he was no longer qualified to wear silk.

Even because of his past integrity, his life will actually become poor soon.

When people like Gu Renyi and Gu Zuo go to see him, of course, they will also do some help.

The emperor did not explicitly put an end to it.

But how could Mao Ji possibly accept it?

He entertained his former colleagues at home with a light pot of tea, and the weather was so cold that the water vapor turned into a wisp of green smoke and rose around it.

In fact, it is relatively silent.

What to say?

Something about the court? Mao Ji won't be bored with himself.

Say it later?

Wherever there is anything left, it will be made at sunrise and rest at sunset.

"The gentleman is not subject to the food that comes to him, and the kindness of the two of them is appreciated, but if you can still afford it, take it back."

Gu Renyi said: "I expected you to be like this, but the thing was still brought." Wei Zhi knows us and we know, and we should know that we don't mean that. ”

"Of course I know, but I still can't stand it." Mao Ji pushed the things on the table, "Take it back." I didn't intend to be yellow and white, but since the emperor gave me self-sufficiency in farming, this is a holy decree, and if I take it, it is also a protest decree. ”

"This ......" Gu Renyi didn't know how to refute this sentence, and turned to face Gu Zuo, "Liqing, you have to say a few words." ”

"I'm afraid that if it is said that the sky is broken, Evis's temperament will not be bearable. The two of us are also clear about our own intentions, since we don't want to accept it at this time, then in the future, after Wei Zhi returns to his hometown, if he encounters any difficulties, he can write to us, and I will definitely do our best to help. ”

"Thank you both." Mao Ji sincerely acted, "Adversity sees the truth, Your Majesty is lenient, although I will not blame the two of you for this, but I can deign to come at this time, this kindness I will never forget Mao Ji." Just later...... I'm afraid it's hard to repay. ”

While chatting, there was a sound in the inner courtyard, and it turned out to be the subordinates in Mao Ji's mansion who were packing up and preparing to leave.

His wife and children, who were rarely seen, were also dressed in yellow-gray linen.

In this place, their family will not be able to stay for a few days.

"Ugh." Gu Zuo sighed, and then tried his best to comfort, "Your Majesty's disposition, although it is a bit heavier, but its purpose seems to be to maintain the suffering of the people, and when one day in the future, maybe it will be recalled back to Beijing." After Wei Zhi returned to his hometown, he only had to study and cultivate his qi and warm his spirit, and there was always a chance to make a difference. ”

Mao Ji was a little afraid to think about it.

He thought about being beheaded, he thought about being deposed, but he didn't think that his fame was gone.

He doesn't show anything before men,

But when he left in the wind and snow with his bags, his face could no longer hide the sadness and grief.

Could it be that he really angered the emperor and broke the emperor's heart?

And the thought of returning to his hometown to face his relatives made him even more painful.

Especially his wife and son, who never understood anything.

"What are you going to do when you go back?" The wife asked.

Mao Ji shook his head, "I don't know, my husband is a mess in my heart now." ”

"They...... They all said there was still a chance. The wife pursed her lips, her eyes full of anticipation.

Mao Ji is a teenager, and she is a scholar, so her background as a lady is not bad, but this time her mother's family was affected by this disaster, and she was also deprived of all her fame and property.

When the emperor can change his mind, that is what she cares about the most.

So she really wanted to hear such news from Mao Ji's mouth, even if it was just possible, even if it was to lie to her.

But Mao Ji didn't dare to say: "The emperor is on fire this time." For the husband...... I'm sorry for you, but after we return to our hometown, we can't promise lightly except to kowtow and admit our mistakes. I don't know the bottom in my heart. ”

"Uh......h Woo......" Mrs. Mao couldn't help crying immediately, she also panicked, and didn't know what to do," ...... What about the kids? The child is only more than ten years old, and the court has taken away his fame, will he not even be able to read the child in the future? ”

Mao Ji clenched his fists and held back his tears, but he still said stubbornly: "A gentleman does something and doesn't do something, at that time, a husband can only do this." ”

……

……

Gu Zuo and Gu Renyi quietly looked at the departing carriage from afar.

Gu Renyi said: "Liqing, do you really think that Mao Weizhi has a day of recovery? ”

Gu Zuo said affirmatively: "Wei Zhi is not only knowledgeable, but also an honest official, and has quite a lot of political achievements, such a person, even if the emperor is angry, but there is always a time when his anger is gone, how can he not even have a chance to recover?" ”

Gu Renyi didn't have much confidence, "Your Majesty wants to warn everyone, how can you easily bypass him?" ”

"It won't be like this!"

"Liqing's wishes are always good. Nourishing the Spirit...... Alas. Gu Renyi sighed deeply and said: "Before being promoted by His Majesty, I was a county magistrate in Sichuan, and I have seen the life of the common people with my own eyes, even if I work hard all year round, it is already a demanding requirement to have a full stomach, how to study?" How to nourish the spirit? ”

Officials in the DPRK and China, who are still well-off in their families since childhood, may think that the emperor is just punishing and punishing, but people who can think a little more know that Mao Weizhi returned to his hometown in such an identity, and he had to shed his skin if he did not die.

Even if he can eat enough, even if the country gentry can obey the laws of the court, what will not happen to them, but the clan will bypass him?

Even Mao Ji, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, ended up like this, and others don't have to look down on themselves.

Soon, it was rumored in the palace that the emperor was about to issue the Qingtian Decree of the World, and this time the voices were much quieter.

A certain relaxed political atmosphere of the Zhengde Dynasty seemed to have disappeared at the end of the 10th year of Zhengde, and the government and the opposition were prostrate under the authority of the monarch and silenced.

(End of chapter)