Just after Ning Jue, Zhou Liang and the others finalized their general idea, a carriage also drove into the real man's mansion under the protection of Dongchang Fanzi.

Since the lightning strike in the Temple of Heaven, Tao Zhongwen has closed his door, and all these turbulent waves in the Beijing Division seem to have nothing to do with him at all.

Just when Tao Zhongwen was meditating in the hall, the maids and captains in the real mansion suddenly retreated one after another, and in the huge hall, only Tao Zhongwen and a black-robed man were left.

After the black-robed man entered the hall, he did not wake up Tao Zhongwen, but walked to the portrait of Sanqing and put on the three pillars of high incense.

Listen to the "crackling" sound of sandalwood being lit.

Tao Zhongwen, who was meditating on the side, opened his eyes at this time, but when he saw the black-robed man, Tao Zhongwen didn't seem to be too surprised, and his face was a lot more relaxed.

"The poor road has not been far away, and I ask the emperor to forgive my sins."

The black-robed man took off the coat and hat he was wearing on his head, and sighed to himself.

"Real person, do you think I can still believe you?"

In the past, Tao Zhongwen would have already knelt down and begged for mercy at this time, but today's Tao Zhongwen is like seeing an old friend.

"Credible, not credible."

Jiajing sneered when he heard this.

"Oh? Is the real person going to switch to Shamon? How do you say that? ”

Tao Zhongwen looked at the portrait of the ancestor in the distance with empty eyes.

"Maybe it's really the same origin of the three religions, and the doctrines are the same."

Jiajing Wu sat on the Taishi chair on the side, looked at the rockery and strange stones in the courtyard of the real mansion in the distance, and frowned.

"Then what can I believe in real people, and what can I not believe in real people?"

"Your Majesty can believe what the poor Dao said, but if you say those things, Your Majesty has the right to laugh."

It's just that speaking of this, Tao Zhongwen took a deep breath and said leisurely: "Of course, the emperor can also believe in the loyalty of the poor way." ”

A slight smile gradually appeared on Jiajing's face.

"The loyalty of real people, I have never doubted."

After Jiajing said this, a slight smile finally appeared on Tao Zhongwen's face.

He knew that his sons' lives had been saved.

The rest of Tao Zhongwen no longer asked for anything.

"How many things have risen and fallen through the ages, and you ......"

Jiajing let out a long sigh, and the hall fell silent again.

Ever since Ning Jue made the proverb "the two dragons don't meet" clear, Jiajing has been thinking about Tao Zhongwen.

If Tao Zhongwen had the slightest disobedience, the people under Jiajing would not tolerate him to this day.

Coming to the door today, Jiajing just wanted to verify his conjecture.

These words were handed over to others to ask, and Jiajing was not at ease.

"Can I believe in Yan Song's loyalty as much as I believe in real people?"

Jiajing did not choose to continue to detour, but directly threw out his own questions.

Tao Zhongwen heard this, and his face showed a little bitterness.

"The emperor can trust Yan Ge Lao, but Yan Ge Lao is really miserable."

"In this life, I regret the two people the most, one is Shao Zhongkang, and the other is that he is suitable for the public."

Tao Zhongwen's magic is fake, all kinds of proverbs are fake, and the fortune-telling is a previous collusion.

But Tao Zhongwen could guess the script that Jiajing wanted him to guess.

Could it be that Tao Zhongwen could guess all kinds of things about the fire in the palace?

Jiajing didn't believe it.

But if there is such a person in the court, neither side can be offended, neither wants to die himself, but also does not want the thief to hold a grudge against him, so he uses Tao Zhongwen's mouth to pass the word to himself.

That Jiajing is too believing.

Jiajing sighed helplessly.

"By the way, this year's real Gui Geng is here?"

Tao Zhongwen's heart trembled.

"Poor Dao, there are three out of seventy this year, it is already a rare year, and I still hope that the emperor will ......"

Without waiting for Tao Zhongwen to finish speaking, Jiajing directly interrupted Tao Zhongwen's words.

"There are three out of seventy, the crane has a childish face, presumably there is still something in the inner family exercises of the real person, and the real person should still be good at cultivating, and he will assist the prince to govern the Ming Dynasty in the future."

Speaking of this, Jiajing's words paused, and then he looked at Tao Zhongwen.

"What did the real person want to say?"

Tao Zhongwen sat down on the futon as if he had been drained of all his strength.

"No, nothing."

Jiajing was very satisfied with Tao Zhongwen's answer, and after a long sigh, Jiajing got up.

"In this case, then I won't disturb the real person's Qing Xiu, I just want the real person, come and have a look."

After that, Jiajing glanced at Tao Zhongwen meaningfully, and then wanted to get up.

At the moment when Jiajing walked out of the hall of the real mansion, Tao Zhongwenwu, who was originally sitting on the futon, got up.

Then he knelt down solemnly and saluted as he did when he first saw Jiajing.

"Cao Min Tao Zhongwen, thank Your Majesty!"

Jiajing's footsteps hesitated for a moment, and then he didn't look back, and walked unswervingly towards the carriage in the distance.

Looking at Jiajing's back, Tao Zhongwen completely lay on the ground, and he didn't know when the cold sweat wet his robe.

As the carriage left the real mansion, Tao Shitong, who had just hid in the back hall, also hurriedly ran out and helped Tao Zhongwen, who was sitting on the ground.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? What did Your Majesty say to you? ”

At this time, Tao Zhongwen has long since lost the immortal wind bones of the past:

"Shitong, pack up your things, we can go back to Huangmei's hometown."

Tao Shitong was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at his father ecstatically.

"Dad, are you telling the truth? And ...... these gold and silver crowns? ”

Tao Zhongwen shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Leave them all behind, and return them all to Your Majesty."

Although Tao Shitong was a little reluctant, it was beyond his expectations that he could withdraw from the Jingshi and retreat this time.

"Dad, you wait here, and my son will clean up here."

"Go, hurry up and pack up, just take a little coil, get two carriages, and before dark tomorrow, our Tao family will go out of the city."

"Whoa!"

Tao Shitong did not doubt him, and even brought the subordinates of the real mansion to pack up his own things.

He didn't want to stay in the capital of this Rausch for a quarter of an hour.

Tao Shitong cleaned up for most of the night, until it was dark, and Tao Shitong noticed that something was wrong when he saw that there was still no one in his father's dojo.

"Why doesn't anyone give my dad a lamp?"

"Master, the real person ordered before dark, to last Bigu for a while, and no one else is allowed to disturb it."

Tao Shitong's brows gradually frowned, threw away the wrapper in his hand, and walked into the hall with an oil lamp.

I saw that Tao Zhongwen was still sitting in the hall as before, and on the bookcase not far away, there was a piece of rice paper with undried ink being held by a paperweight.

"Daddy?"

Tao Shitong stepped forward to take a closer look, only to find that Tao Zhongwen, who was meditating on the futon, had long since lost his breath.

It was night, the real people's house cried loudly, the next morning, Taichang Temple Cheng Tao Shi played the cabinet, Shenxiao Baoguo Yu a real person Tao Zhongwen feathered up in the Jingshi Zhenren Mansion, after the cabinet vote was drafted, give Rong Kang Huisu, drop out of the day, give the sacrifice of ten altars, send the official brocade clothes to protect the funeral, there is a division of the camp funeral, with the earl ceremony.

Of course, Jiajing didn't go to court in the first place, so this day was not considered absenteeism.

Since entering the Beijing Division, Tao Zhongwen has become a chess piece above this court.

Although Jiajing favored him, he never asked about politics.

Yan Song colluded with him, but he just wanted to use his mouth to hide some trouble for himself.

When this game of the emperor's new clothes was debunked, Tao Zhongwen became the most inconspicuous outcast.

It wasn't until the last breath of turbid air was exhaled that Tao Zhongwen really felt what it meant to be free.

There is a cloud in the history of the Ming Dynasty: Although Zhongwen is a very popular minister, he is careful and meticulous, and he does not dare to be arbitrary.