The world is so wonderful, and many times, many things, on the surface, seem to be moving in the direction they want. It looks like the wind and waves are calm and beautiful, and I don't know how much of the dark tide is hidden underneath. Therefore, how can we say that the words of our ancestors have wisdom: 'The place of blessing and misfortune depends on the misfortune, and the place of blessing lurks.' That's it, until the end, no one can say whether it is good or bad, whether it is good or bad, is it.

"Bang ~ Bang bang ~ Ask to see, Lord Wen Shijiewen!" Wen Xiurong's adjutant knocked on the door wearing a ring at the door, and the door did not move at all, and a deep voice of a middle-aged and elderly man came from inside: "My lord has been unwell recently, and he has not seen guests. ”

"It's been passed on to the troublesome steward, and it's the adjutant of Lord Wen Xiurong who handled the disaster relief matters this time. Lord Wen went directly to the palace to resume his life because of his official business, and his special subordinates came to tell the old man and the old lady that everything was going well, don't worry. ”

With a squeak, the door of Zaifu was opened from the inside, "Okay, sir, the villain will convey everything to the lord and the lady." All the way, Mr. has worked hard, do you come into the house to drink a cup of tea to relieve fatigue? It was Lao Mo, the housekeeper of Zaifu, who spoke.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still have official business in the future, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time. The words have been brought, and here we go. ”

"Congratulations, sir." After speaking, Lao Mo instructed his subordinates to open the gate, prepare the lanterns used during the festival, and think that they would be hung up later in order to welcome the eldest young master home. After doing these things, Lao Mo walked quickly in the direction of Canglan Pavilion.

The sky was still only slightly bright, and after a little meal, Wen Xiurong took his subordinates and hurried out of the post station to the direction of Shengjing. He knew very well in his heart that the emperor must be waiting for him to reply today, and he knew too well the temper of their majesty as a companion of the Son of Heaven since he was a child. Along the way, after experiencing the loss of his mother at a young age, and the brothers killing each other, it is inevitable that he has developed a suspicious and uncertain nature. Although the Wen family was the number one contributor to protecting his palace and heavenly throne, Wen Xiurong knew very well in his heart that the emperor could say that the emperor was more jealous of their Wen family than trusting them. He vividly remembered the words his grandfather had spoken before he had called him to his bedside before he died.

"Rong'er, grandfather knows that he is dying, and there are some things that grandfather wants you to remember."

"Yes, grandfather, you are auspicious, don't say frustrating words, the whole family is pointing at you."

"Haha, it's definitely not okay to count on my old bones, it's up to you in the future. Do you know what is the current situation of our Wen family? ”

"Our Wen family is above 10,000 people under one person, and the family is becoming more and more prosperous. Grandfather, do you have any concerns? ”

"Rong'er, if the water is full, the moon will be overflowing, and the moon will be lost, so you don't need your grandfather to talk to you anymore. Our Wen family has now reached the point where there is nothing to be rewarded, so that the emperor has nothing to appreciate. Your father is a member of the first product of the central government, and his protégés are all over the court and the opposition, and you have been in the palace since you were a child, and your political deeds are outstanding, and you have already been a member of the first product at a young age. Your sister is the queen mother of today, do you think it is good or bad in this situation? Wen Xiurong thought for a moment and said: "Grandfather, I understand what you mean, our Wen family has been heartfelt for generations, and it is said that the current status is also the result of generations of accumulation. ”

"Ahem... Ahem hi...... Rong'er only if the emperor recognizes your loyalty, that is loyalty. No matter how rich and unmatched our Wen family is, it is just a royal dog, can you understand? The master thinks you are good, you have the need to stay, you have to always remember to your grandfather, the more prosperous the Wen family is, the more precarious it is, and you must always keep the mind of being prepared for danger in times of peace, in order to keep the Wen family safe. After speaking, the old prime minister was already out of breath, his body was running out of oil, but his eyes were full of worries and expectations for future generations. Wen Xiurong held his grandfather's hand and said comfortingly: "Grandfather, don't worry, don't worry about these trivial things anymore, your grandson must keep your words firmly in mind." Wen Xiurong, who came out of his grandfather's room at that time, actually felt very sad in his heart, standing in the courtyard looking at the cold moonlight, his body did not move a bit. The Wen family knows very well that the old prime minister Wen is going to die, without this Dinghai God Needle, the flourishing Wen family will be stared at by many forces, if once the emperor's trust is lost, the prosperity of the Wen family will be like a castle in the air, and it will be wiped out in an instant.

I have to say that Miyazawa is a good emperor who cares about the world, and he returned to the Heart Nourishing Hall just after the early dynasty, burying his head in the twists and turns piled up into a hill, and Jiang Fuqing quietly waited on the side. Xiao Anzi hurriedly walked into the hall and saluted and said: "Return, Your Majesty, Lord Wen Xiurong Wen has arrived at the gate of the palace, and he should be able to come to the Palace of Nourishing Heart to meet the emperor immediately." Miyazawa didn't raise his head, and the pen in his hand didn't stop saying: "Well, he arrived, let him in directly, no need to pass it on." Xiao Anzi returned: "Yes" and bowed and withdrew. Gong Zetian seemed to have thought of something, turned his head to Jiang Fuqing and said, "Wait for Xiu Rong to accompany me to lunch, and inform the queen together, she may not have seen her brother for a long time." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, the old slave will do it." After saying that, he also withdrew. Miyazawa put down the red pen in his hand, leaned on the dragon chair and kept his forehead on his hand, as if he was thinking about something, I don't know how long it took, he continued to pick up the pen and began to correct the folds.