Zhuo Lengping was finally released by Ye Yongjia. Despite this, Governor Ye did not allow her mother and son to live in Nanjing for a while. As a result, they left the ancient city, their homeland, and the unknown land. No one asked where they would move, and Ye Yongjia had no intention of pursuing it, just as it was a passing cloud and scattered.

He lost everything he should have, except for the power of life and death that he shouldn't have. But although he is nominally in control of the fate of every living person in Nanjing, in fact it is hindered by others. If you can't even hold on to this only power, what's the point of living in the world? He was at the bottom of pessimism.

Ye Yongjia walked into the book pavilion of his mansion. The outside of this pavilion is covered by a layer of green cloth curtains, and the light inside is gray, and not much light can be seen leaking in. Ye Yongjia rolled up the curtain, only to see the rosewood table in front of him, and behind it was a wide and long painting scroll; Next to it are rows of bookcases, each with books according to the subset of classics and histories.

Ye Yongjia didn't come to read books. He walked straight to the back of the desk and took down the scroll—a square lattice was recessed in the wall behind it. Inside the lattice is a beautifully carved wooden box, locked and locked.

Ye Yongjia touched the key, opened the box, and saw that there were large and small official documents with batch words inside, all of which were old and unbearable, and the handwriting on the paper was yellow.

He cautiously took a look, but this was the official document that transferred the scribe Chen into the planning room. He thought to himself, if he hadn't played those little tricks back then, how free he would be now!

He had to sigh and put the document aside. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and took out another notice, and looked at it in a daze for a long time—it was the clerk that Lu Deguang transferred him to serve as a co-intellectual.

As soon as he saw the word 'Tongzhi', he still had palpitations in his heart, and he would never dare to read it a second time. If he hadn't been appointed as this official, I'm afraid that he would not have suffered so much verbal and written criticism, so that he would have become the target of public criticism and ended up like this.

He took out another secret letter, and the corners of the secret letter showed marks of being burned by fire, and the contents on it were Lu Deguang who had instructed him to burn the house. Ye Yongjia admitted that this was the biggest crime he had committed.

Then, he was silent, and he didn't know who he was mourning.

Realizing that he had all the evidence, he put the three documents in his bosom, sealed the box, and hid the key.

When he came out of his study, it was dusk. As he walked away from the library, he happened to bump into a minion, and ordered, "I want to go out and prepare my horse." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the palace, I have something to hand over to the prince."

"Do you want a retinue to follow?"

"No need, I'll go alone." Ye Yongjia turned around and patted the minion's face with a smile: "Work hard!" Don't forget that you still have to take care of the house! ”

With that, he laughed a few times, then lowered his head and walked along the road. The servant touched his face, and secretly wondered that his master had never been so considerate.

Ye Yongjia left the mansion and took the road towards the palace. He never stopped his horse all the way, and ran straight on all fours; As soon as the horse stopped, from time to time you could see the people on the side of the road hiding their fearful and resentful expressions.

As soon as everyone saw that the prefect was coming, they dodged one after another, and some of them were still holding the child, and they happened to hear him whispering to the child: "This is the bad guy who is inferior to the beast and has a good manner......

He only took these words as a deaf ear, and did not think he was angry, and felt that leaving this empty street was clean and undisturbed. Everyone obediently stood aside, except for one person on crutches, still standing facing the sunset avenue, not moving half a step.

That's Wei Huai.

Ye Yongjia pulled the horse's bridle, stopped the horse, bowed, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wei, don't come unharmed." ”

"Don't come unharmed." Wei Huai also smiled openly.

"Where is Governor Ye's Mansion going?"

"I have something to discuss with the king of Wanjun." Ye Yongjia replied.

Wei Huai saw that he was nervous, as if he was tense and nervous, and suspected that he had something else to think about, so he said, "Why rush to leave!" It doesn't hurt to go to my house first. ”

“…… Then let's go down there. Ye Yongjia has long been out of concern at the moment, and everything seems a little casual.

"That's good! It's not been a long time since the two of us talked about it! I'll lead the way, and I'll go! Wei Huai grabbed the bridle and led Ye Yongjia to disappear into the endless long street.

"This is a good wine that I have put for many years," Wei Huai held the wine jug in his hand and walked over slowly, "This wine was bought by me in Shandong that year, there were originally two pots, in the past, my brother Yang died, and I was depressed, so I opened a pot, and now there is only this pot left." Drink it with all your heart, there's no such wine in the world! ”

He poured a cup for Ye Yongjia and put the wine on the table.

"How does it taste when you drink it?" Wei Huai watched him drink the wine as if he were tasting a treasure.

"Good! Not bad, not bad......" Ye Yongjia sighed softly, and fell on the table with his head stuffy, looking lonely.

"It's really a 'fallen person at the end of the world, why should we have known each other'!" Ye Yongjia thought to himself.

Wei Huai didn't say a word and drank a glass of wine.

"How's your reform going? I've heard that it's still so bleak. Ye Yongjia took a sip of wine, as if it was bitter.

"It's bleak and can't be said, the government still doesn't prohibit the academy, and although some people have resigned themselves to the official law because of this, their attitude of turning a blind eye has not changed. It's just that I can't think of another way to implement a policy to revitalize the college, so I don't make progress. Wei Huai took advantage of the wine, and then gushed out, "The academy has fallen more and more into a place of idleness, and as far as Zhejiang, where the situation is most serious, they actually sell things under my banner, and they also tell a set of lies about 'using money for reform'. In a fit of rage, I directly dismissed the dean of the college, but this kind of thing has been banned many times behind my back......"

"Deputy Alliance Leader Xia is a very organized person, and he has calmly analyzed the mentality of these people. It is simply because the college system has not been put into practice, and there is no strategy for them to pursue it, they have no goal to pursue, and they gradually lose patience and are not so fully committed to reform. Therefore, it is important to issue a long-term policy to gather people's hearts. Many people have quietly left the academy because they have become pessimistic, and I have to go through all my tongues to pull them all back......" Wei Huai took another sip of wine, "To be honest, I'm really a little tired. ”

"Mr. Wei is actually tired......"

"I'm not a staunch reformer like Xia Vicemeng. He is a man who can sacrifice everything for the sake of righteousness, and I can't. But sometimes I just think he's too stubborn...... As long as the word reform is stained, Renying is like a demon, and there is nothing else in his eyes. ”

Wei Huai smiled bitterly.

What a sympathy!

Ye Yongjia thought to himself.