When this young Sima named Zhang Benxi learned that Prime Minister Wen Zhe resigned and returned to his hometown, he was also very surprised.

As soon as he learned the news of Prime Minister Wen's resignation, Zhang Benxi came to the Wen Mansion located in the city of Yindu, but when Zhang Benxi rushed to Wen Zhe's mansion and saw the desertion in full view, he felt a little emotional.

No matter what, this Wen Zhe is the prime minister of the famous city, even if he is a person who goes to tea and cool, it should not be like this.

Zhang Benxi stood at the door in a daze, and couldn't move his legs for a while, at this moment, Wen Zhe and his wife walked out of the inner courtyard, and when they saw the seven-rank Sima in front of them, Wen Zhe was also a little surprised.

When she saw that Zhang Benxi was still carrying the send-off in her hand, Mrs. Wen also looked at her husband suspiciously, and it was really surprising that someone came to the door to bid farewell to the prime minister with a jade face.

After seeing Wen Zhe and his wife, Zhang Benxi hurriedly bowed his hand and said respectfully, "Xiaguan Zhang Benxi pays a visit to Prime Minister Wen, Mrs. Wen." ”

"I know you, but now I am no longer the prime minister of Dafeng, if you still call yourself a prime minister, you are harming me." Wen Zhe sighed.

Then Wen Zhe waved his hand, Mrs. Wen bowed her head, after Mrs. Wen left, Zhang Benxi looked up at Wen Zhe, for some reason, this time he looked at Wen Zhe, compared to the first time, he felt less majestic and a little more kind.

"In my Zhang Benxi's heart, you are the prime minister." Zhang Benxi continued.

Wen Zhe smiled helplessly, and sat straight on the stone steps at the door, if someone passed by at this time, he would not associate the man in front of him with the word prime minister at all.

"I, Wen Zhe, have been an official for more than 20 years, and I look like I'm leaving, but I didn't expect it to be you who came to see me off." Wen Zhe laughed at himself with some emotion.

Zhang Benxi has also heard about Wen Zhe's jade-faced prime minister, but unlike those hypocrites who are full of benevolence and righteousness, Zhang Benxi has not changed his opinion of Wen Zhe because of this, and he is not qualified to stand on the moral high ground to condemn others without suffering and knowing the affairs of others.

Zhang Benxi raised his head and frowned, "Prime Minister, did Yan Chuliang say something unfavorable to you that made you decide to resign?" Yan Chuliang is a villain, you don't need to worry about him......"

Wen Zhe raised his hand to interrupt Zhang Benxi's words, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "It's not about Yan Zhiliang, you have also heard of who my Wen Zhe is, if you dismiss the official because of the slightest criticism from others, it is impossible to achieve the position of prime minister." ”

"Then what are you ......" Zhang Benxi looked at Wen Zhe puzzled.

It is also said that the word jade face for more than 20 years has not crushed Wen Zhe, how can a small Yan Zhuliang affect Wen Zhe.

Wen Zhe lowered his head and picked up a withered yellow leaf on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "The sun rises and the moon sets, the heaven and the earth are reincarnated, history has been moving forward, and today's Dafeng is no longer the Dafeng when the first emperor was there.

If you want to fulfill Your Majesty's wish to rule the world by virtue, you must have a prime minister who is completely in line with Your Majesty, but unfortunately this prime minister is not me. ”

"Prime Minister, is this the real reason why you resigned and returned to your hometown......" Zhang Benxi looked at Wen Zhe in astonishment.

For the sake of the country, for the sake of Dafeng, he was willing to give up the position of prime minister, you must know that this is a position that many Wenchen could not reach in his life, Wen Zhe gave up so casually.

Wen Zhe dropped the fallen leaves in his hand and looked up at Zhang Benxi, "In this world, someone must always carry the country on their shoulders, it's not that I gave up Dafeng, nor Dafeng gave up on me, but we fulfilled each other's ......"

Zhang Benxi bowed his hand again and bowed heavily to Wen Zhe, "Prime Minister is righteous, Benxi is ashamed of himself." ”

Wen Zhe suddenly remembered something, got up straight and patted the dust on his buttocks, stared at Zhang Benxi and said, "You wait here for a while, I have something for you." ”

After a while, Wen Zhe walked out with a calligraphy and painting and a booklet, and Zhang Benxi hurriedly took it, "Prime Minister, this is ......"

Wen Zhe opened the calligraphy and painting, on which were written the words "meditation for the country", the old prime minister looked at this word with tears in his eyes, and said reluctantly: "This is when I first became an official, my father-in-law gave it to me, and now that I am leaving, this word will be handed over to you, and I don't expect you to do it well, as long as you can have a clear conscience." ”

Zhang Benxi, who received the calligraphy and painting, was flattered and hurriedly thanked him, "The prime minister is generous, Benxi really doesn't dare to accept it." ”

"Take it."

Wen Zhe put away the calligraphy and painting, put him in Zhang Benxi's hand, and then sighed, "Just leave a thought." ”

This word is not heavy, but in Zhang Benxi's hands, it feels like it weighs a thousand catties, "Thank you Prime Minister for the words." ”

Wen Zhe nodded with satisfaction, then handed the booklet in his hand to Zhang Benxi, and carefully advised, "This is my twenty years of hard work as an official, after I leave, you will hand over this booklet to Yu Gongming, just say that it was given to him by my Wen Zhe, let him look at it, Yu Gongming is a smart person, after reading it, he will understand what I mean." ”

"Prime Minister rest assured, the lower officials will definitely hand him over to Lord Yu himself......" Zhang Benxi's eyes were full of tears, and he bowed his head and said.

Wen Zhe nodded with satisfaction, stepped forward to help Zhang Benxi, patted him on the shoulder, and nodded, "The officials of Dafeng have to bear the country, morality, and the world." ”

"Don't worry, the prime minister, keep in mind the ......," Zhang Benxi said in a choked voice.

Wen Zhe sighed and said with emotion, "It's not too early, you go back quickly, I'm going to leave Yindu after I finish dealing with this last thing, Zhang Benxi, I hope we can meet again in the near future, and when I see you again, I don't want you to be a little Sima." ”

Zhang Benxi clenched his fists and said in a firm tone, "Yes, the lower officials will not disappoint the prime minister......

Looking at the figure of Wen Zhe and his wife on the street, Zhang Benxi couldn't help but burst into tears, this may be a person who walks away from tea, and it won't be long before the jade-faced prime minister Wen Zhe will fade out of people's field of vision, no matter how beautiful he was before, and no matter whether the word jade face is positive or derogatory, it will be integrated into history.

It is precisely because of this that there will be such a wonderful world, such wonderful rivers and lakes, the end of a generation will be accompanied by the rise of a generation, when history will replace the chess players with the younger generation, how they will fall, we will wait and see.

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On the meadow ten miles east of the Fuhe River, an old grave overgrown with weeds stands alone on the riverside, perhaps because no one has come for a long time, and even the tombstone in front of the grave is overgrown with moss and weeds and vines.

A couple who are not confused came to the grave together, just looking at a few words on the tombstone, the man's eyes were red, and the man gently sorted the weeds in front of the woman's grave, for fear that the big action would disturb the woman resting in the tomb.

The wife put the paper money, candles, and offerings prepared in advance in front of the tombstone one by one, and said while wiping her tears, "Miss Liu, I came to see you with my husband, I know that you hate me and complain about me, I know that I am not qualified to ask for your forgiveness, I just want to make amends to you as much as possible, and apologize to you for my selfishness twenty years ago." ”

Listening to his wife's words, Wen Zhe didn't say a word, just silently cleaned up the weeds in front of the grave.

Half an hour later, looking at the clean and tidy grave, Wen Zhecai breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, and said softly: "This is the first time I came to see you after saying goodbye to the riverside, twenty years have passed, and the original jade-faced man is still a rough man with a wrinkled face."

Poetry, this is the first time we meet in 20 years, and it is also the last time we meet in this life, if nothing else, after leaving Yindu this time, I will never step into the land of Zhongzhou again in my life, I have done things in this life, and I never regret it, but there is only one thing that I can never let go, and that is you. ”

Mrs. Wen wiped her tears and stood aside, quietly looking at this fairy couple who should have been talented and beautiful.

"Hey, twenty years have passed, and I thought I had let go, but when I unloaded the burden of my body, I realized that I had not let go of it all these years, but had been pressing him in the bottom of my heart; But today, after seeing you, I feel like I'm letting go, really letting go......"

Wen Zhe said a lot, from the goodbye they met on the riverside, Mrs. Wen said tears like rain, and Wen Zhe's eyes were red.

"A little red lips are tasted by ten thousand people, how can I be worthy of my jade-faced ......" Wen Zhe said self-deprecatingly this poem full of mockery.

Yes, such a heartless poem actually came from his gentle mouth......

On that day, the sky was thundering and thundering, and the sky was rolling with black clouds, as if it had foreshadowed everything that was to come.

After learning that Wen Zheguo's son was imprisoned and graduated into the court as an official, the young Liu Shiyan used her life savings to redeem herself from the bank of the Fu River, and when she left the bright boat, she brought a handful of pearl hairpins, because this pearl hairpin was a gift from the poor boy when she first met her sweetheart.

However, when Liu Shiyan, who was dressed in a red dress and a long dress, came to look for her wishful husband, what was waiting for her was a door that could not be opened no matter how much she shouted, and the woman's expression changed from expectation and excitement to disbelief, loss, and finally frustration.

But she didn't give up, thinking in her heart that maybe it was just her Langjun who had moved and forgot to tell herself, at this time, the sky was lightning and thunder, and the heavy rain fell suddenly, and on the empty street, a woman in red walked on the street in despair, and finally fell ill on the street.

Three days later, she finally waited for the news of her sweetheart on the hospital bed, which may be good news for others, but it is bad news for her Liu Shiyan.

The daughter of Wen Zhe and Prime Minister Cui Yi will get married in three days!

Liu Shiyan, who learned the news, didn't care about her cold, rushed to Cui's mansion, and desperately shouted the name of her sweetheart, but no matter how she shouted, no one paid attention to her.

Finally, when she was exhausted, the subordinates of the Cui Mansion walked up to her, dropped a piece of paper and a bag of silver, and left straight away.

On that piece of paper, it was "a little red lips and ten thousand tastes, how can I be worthy of my jade face." ”

The woman looked up to the sky and yelled, making it impossible to tell whether she was crying or laughing, and finally smashed the silver at the door of Cui's mansion, dragging her sick body out of Cui's mansion, and there was no news of Liu Shiyan so far.

It wasn't until two months later that someone found Liu Shiyan who had died of illness in a thatched hut by the river, and some people said that until he died, Liu Shiyan was still holding the bead hairpin tightly in his hand, and he couldn't take it out.

Yes, people say that Wen Zhe is a jade-faced scholar and a jade-faced prime minister, but on the day Liu Shiyan left Cui's Mansion, Wen Zhe drank heavily for three days in a row and almost died in Cui's Mansion.

Now it's okay, the old man in the grave, the new man outside the grave, he Wen Zhe let it go, and it's all over......