It was rainy, the river was turbulent, although it was a storm, a flat boat was adrift in the Yangtze River, although it was picked up and pressed down by the waves, but it was never submerged, and still insisted on walking towards the shore.

"It's Mr. Wenshan?"

Standing on the shore, a young man asked with a worried face.

A few people looked and noticed that on top of the boat, there was a Confucian scholar, who was now braving the wind and rain, struggling to shake the oars, trying to get close to the shore.

Seeing someone asking, he immediately raised his head, his eyes swept over the ferry, but he showed a little disappointment: "It's a certain family, but what about your son-in-law? Why didn't he show up?"

"Alas!"

The man sighed and replied: "It's not because of this weather, but as a result, Gongzi is sick, so he didn't come to pick up the wind and wash the dust for Mr. Wenshan, if there is anything offended, please forgive me." So saying, he took out a rope and threw it directly in front of the Confucian man.

"That's right, then you lead the way. ”

The Confucian didn't care, he caught the rope and pulled it hard, so as to make sure that the boat was not swept away by the river, and it was easy to get close to the ferry before jumping out of the boat.

"Sir, it's raining urgently, don't catch a cold. ”

The little guy handed out the paper umbrella in his hand, but the Confucian waved his hand and refused: "I'm already wet, it's useless to take it, it's better for you to use it yourself." He pointed to the stone steps in the distance, and said calmly: "You lead the way in front, after all, I have been away from Lin'an for many years, and I am afraid that I don't know the way." ”

Seeing that this Confucian scholar was extremely stubborn, the little guy had to give up persuasion and led the Confucian scholar along the stone steps all the way into Lin'an City.

At this moment, it is the season of June, it is the time when the plum rain is frequent, the people in the city in order to avoid the rain, and they are not wandering on the streets, and the thick clouds in the sky cover the sun, which looks much darker, but it makes this Lin'an a little less lively and a little more depressed.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the Confucian came to a mansion.

Pushing open the door, someone in the hall in the distance was already seated, and the desk was full of food.

When the man heard the sound of the door opening, he couldn't help but turn his head, and when he saw the Confucian man walking in, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother Song Rui, I've finally waited for you." ”

"Brother Chen, but it's for you to wait. It's just that you have become much richer in Lin'an for so many years. Wen Tianxiang said with a smile.

Chen Yizhong paused for the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and the joy in his eyes when he saw his friend dimmed: "You, you are still so sharp, you like to bury people the most." His eyes swept over the table of food, and although it was full of color and flavor, he had no appetite.

"Huh. Isn't it to remind you not to forget the people of this world?"

Wen Tianxiang smiled, and didn't regard himself as an outsider, so he sat on the other side of the table, raised the chopsticks in his hand and tasted them, seeing that Chen Yizhong didn't get off the chopsticks, but he was curious: "By the way, why don't you eat it?" Since you have cleaned up so many dishes, don't waste them, it's better to eat them all." ”

"Okay, then I'll eat some. ”

Chen Yizhong's face stiffened, and when he saw that Wen Tianxiang was eating the right fragrance, he also followed suit.

By the time all the dishes on the plate were gone, the two of them had already eaten and drunk.

At this time, Wen Tianxiang asked, "Tell me, what happened in Lin'an during the time I was away?"

"As you know, the official family has died, just last November. Chen Yizhong replied indifferently, although he tried to calm himself down, he was always a little unwilling.

"I know this, but what's next?"

Wen Tianxiang sat quietly opposite, his eyes inquiring.

"And then?"

Thinking about what happened at the beginning, Chen Yizhong only felt ridiculous, although he didn't want to accept it, he had to accept it.

"You know what's next. Najia seems to be saying that the country cannot be without a king for a day, and forcibly abolish the crown prince Zhao Xuan as the prince, although Zhao Xibo, Wu Qian and others are trying their best to oppose it, but it is a pity that the two of them have no name, and now they have been deposed in Lin'an and returned to their hometowns to retire. ”

"Is that all? But didn't I hear you say that you have already deposed the crown prince, why do you still fail?"

"I'm not reconciled, but there is not enough time, the official family died too early, and the candidates we are looking for have not yet been determined, how can we be confirmed as the prince? Chen Yizhong stood up suddenly, with unwillingness on his red cheeks, seeing Wen Tianxiang's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, he couldn't help but feel out of shape, and sat down again.

Wen Tianxiang frowned, and asked again: "In this way, then I have to serve that Zhao Xuan as an official in the future?"

"Pretty much. Chen Yizhong's eyes closed slightly, and he gestured.

"Alas, I thought that this trip would be able to meet the official family, but I didn't expect this farewell to be forever?" Wen Tianxiang's eyes were gloomy, and his thoughts wandered, as if he had returned to his usual time.

At one time, he was also full of spirits, thinking that he was the dragon among people, especially when he was in the imperial examination in front of the palace, he was appointed by Zhao Yun, and was named the champion, and he was given the word Song Rui, which can be said to be quite important.

It was only later, because he disdained Dong Songchen's behavior and regarded him as a minister like Gao Lishi and Zhao Gao, and repeatedly wrote to advise Zhao Yun, but he was demoted because of this, and had to be transferred to other places to accumulate local administrative experience.

This is ten years of hard work!

"What about Jia Rudao?"

"Jia Rudao?"

Chen Yizhong sneered a few times, and then replied, "You also know." The prince has good respect for Jia Nidao, and regards him as a minister of the humerus, and everything needs to be asked about Jia Nidao before he can make a decision. He is favored by the official family, even if the Northern Expedition fails? He is still proud of the court, and no one is afraid of him. Otherwise, why were Prime Minister Wu and Zhao Shangshu forced to resign?"

"So bad?"

Wen Tianxiang became nervous.

Everyone knows that this Jia seems to be a virtuous minister like Zhuge Liang and Huo Guang, otherwise why would he rashly start the Northern Expedition that is not good for anyone, and he will also stomp on the ground.

And that Zhao Xuan is a mentally handicapped person with cerebral palsy, and he can't even take care of it himself, how can he distinguish who is a virtuous minister and who is a minister?

The combination of the two is nothing short of a catastrophe.

Chen Yizhong nodded and said helplessly: "As you guessed, there is nothing we can do about it. ”

Wu Qian, Zhao Xibo and others have been driven out of the imperial court, and Mu Zicai has also been forced to die, so he is humble and light, and he has only survived so far.

When the time comes, Chen Yizhong doesn't think he can get away with it.