Chengping twenty-three years, the sixth day of the first month.

The warmth in the cabinet is compelling, in addition to the old man with white hair on the warm kang, there is also a middle-aged scribe who is about the age of confusion, the standard Jiangnan celebrity demeanor, the face is white, three strands of long hair, Danfeng eyes, you can vaguely see how Yushu was in the wind when he was young, and his temperament is gentle and elegant, although he is not wearing official clothes, but there is no lack of three points of just right majesty. On the chair not far away, there was a middle-aged man sitting alone, holding a snuffbox between his fingers.

Under the guidance of Li Shiqi, a cabinet scholar, Xu Bei swam into the cabinet, first glanced at Han Xuan, then nodded to Zhao Qing, who was holding the snuffbox, and finally bowed to the middle-aged scribe: "I've seen Mr. Xie." ”

The middle-aged scribe is Xie Suqing, the head of the Xie family, Ziqing, and the new cabinet deputy assistant, who has just arrived in Beijing today, and after being summoned by His Majesty, he will be awarded a scholar of Wu Yingdian, second only to Han Xuan, who is now a scholar of Wenhuadian University.

Xie Suqing teased: "It turns out that Xiaoge is old. ”

Xu Beiyou said with a smile: "The real pavilion is in front, how can there be any small pavilion elders." ”

Han Xuan seemed to be casual and said: "It's only been a few days of hard work, and even you know what the little pavilion elder here said from far away in Jiangnan, I'm afraid someone is behind it, and you can't ask about your intentions." ”

Xie Suqing took a sip of the teacup and said with a smile: "It's a small trick, it's difficult to make a big deal, why should Gong Wen take it to heart." ”

Han Xuan sighed with emotion: "The thousand-mile embankment collapsed in the anthill, and the wind rose at the end of Qingping, some things must be observed. ”

Xie Suqing nodded and said, "Gong Wen's words are reasonable, Xie has been taught." ”

Han Xuan waved his hand and said, "Ziqing is too modest, I am already a dying old man, and in the future, I will have to bother you to worry more about the big and small matters in the cabinet." ”

Xie Suqing smiled and said he didn't dare.

After a few people talked, Chen Zhijin, the master of ceremonies, came and invited the second assistant to go to Ganquan Palace to meet him, Xie Suqing said goodbye to Han Xuan and Xu Beiyou's father and son, and left with Chen Zhijin.

After there were only three people left in the cabinet, Han Xuan seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, rubbed his hands, and said: "There is a Lan Ruiyu, there is a Xie Ziqing, you have to remember when you return to the south, there are no friends in the officialdom, and the heart of guarding against people is indispensable." ”

Xu Beiyou saw that the old man's face was solemn, and he also straightened his expression, and nodded: "Write it down." ”

Han Xuan sighed softly: "You are a monk and pay attention to cultivation, in fact, being an official is also a practice, otherwise how could there be a saying of 'public practice'?" No matter what talent you have, as long as you keep the word pedantic, then you can only be depressed, and the official pays attention to the word flexibility, change is the word, at this point, you have done a good job, whether it is in Jiangdu to deal with Zhang Jian's means, or after coming to the imperial capital, it is remarkable, but there is one thing you have to remember, being an official is like being a man, you can't forget your roots, just like Zhang Jiangling back then, what he wants to do is to turn the tide and help the building to fall down, regent is only its means, not the goal, this is not to forget the original, you are now a manBut do you want to know what you want?"

Xu Beiyou's face was solemn and he didn't say a word.

These words, on the way to the imperial capital, Qin Mumian once said, but it was not so straightforward, Xu Beiyou himself also thought about it a lot, what do you want?

After being silent for a long time, Xu Beiyou said: "Father, the ambition of Beiyou is never in the temple, but in the rivers and lakes, in the Sword Sect, and in the Daomen. ”

Han Xuan smiled heartily and said with relief: "Ya Shengyun, although tens of millions of people have gone to me, this is the truth. ”

Han Xuan got up and said, "It's not a thing to be bored in this room all day, go out for a walk with me?"

Xu Beiyou took the big coat from the side and put it on for him, and the father and son walked out of the cabinet and walked side by side on a path outside Wenyuan Pavilion.

The trail is lined with pines and cypresses, but not so dense that they don't block out the warm winter sun.

Han Xuan said softly: " This time the change of the mound altar, a lot of old people died, and a lot of old people left, especially on the side of the Daomen, there are not many real people left in the dust generation, and there is less Qingchen and Mingchen, almost only the two women Zhongli Anning and Bingchen are left, on cultivation as a means and strategy, these two people are not as good as Qingchen and Mingchen, so there is nothing to worry about, but the people in the Daomen of the Ye Zi generation, that is, our generation, it is almost time to make a move, according to what you said, the autumn leaves have been out of the customs, so the dust leaves are not far away, don't forget, he is the master of the Demon Suppression Palace, you took the Taoist workshop over there in Jiangnan, expelled Du Haixiao and his Jiangnan Daomen, and it is indispensable to entangle with the dust leaves。 ”

Xu Beiyou nodded and said: "Dust Ye is the great monk on the seventeenth floor of the Earth Immortal, and there is only a line away from the eighteenth floor, if this retreat is successful, then there will be one more great monk on the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal in the Daomen, which is indeed very tricky, but it is not completely impossible to deal with, after all, now that I have the official status of the imperial court, the Daomen is at a loss in the matter of the Yuanqiu Altar, unless they want to completely tear their faces with the imperial court, they should not make a big move." ”

Han Xuan nodded, looked at Jiang Nan, and said slowly: "This is good, it is reasonable, but have you thought about it, what will happen if the Daomen completely tears its face according to common sense?"

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "I often think of this matter in the recent period, if the Daomen is determined to take action against the Sword Sect regardless of the overall situation, then how much will the Sword Sect family left to me by the master in the end?" But no matter how I calculate, it is a completely annihilated ending, this is the reality, the Sword Sect is no longer the Sword Sect of the year, the Weiguo and the 36 islands of the East China Sea have been lost, and the Daomen is no longer the Daomen of the year, it is not the Jiangnan Daomen, today's Daomen dominates the world, and the bull's ears of the monks and sects in the world, no matter how you look at it, there is no possibility that the two can be compared with each other, and the reason why the Daomen has not made a move on the Sword Sect now is nothing more than to scruple about the imperial court, so I will come to the imperial capital from Jiangdu. ”

Han Xuan stopped and said softly: "Now that the matter of the imperial capital is over, there is a father to help you sit here, you can go back to Jiangnan with peace of mind, take Zhinan with you, and accompany her everywhere in Jiangnan." ”

Xu Beiyou pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Speaking of Jiangnan, she is more familiar than me, and she led me to Jiming Temple back then." ”

Han Xuan also smiled: "It's different, last time she was Her Royal Highness the Princess, but this time she is your wife." ”

The old man seemed to be a little chilled, tightened the big coat on his body, and said softly: "I always say that Jiangnan is a good place, I am a northerner, I have never been to Jiangnan in my life, I followed the first emperor to the imperial capital and stopped, and never walked to the south again, if there is a chance in the future, I will also go to Jiangnan to take a trip, take a look at the apricot blossoms and light rain in Jiangnan and the romance of scholars." ”

Xu Bei moved his lips, but in the end he still wanted to speak and stopped.

Han Xuan laughed at himself: "People don't think about their muscles and bones, go back." ”

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand to support the old man and nodded silently.

In this early spring when the snow has not yet melted, in the bitter cold, he finally felt the dying old state of his father-in-law.

In the blink of an eye, the twilight of the year.

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