Prime Minister

Chapter 912 Returning
The tombs of Zhang Yue's parents were buried behind Huanghua Mountain by Zhang Shi after they left their hometown.

The first thing Zhang Yue did when he got home was to worship. The county magistrate and others accompanied Zhang Yue to the back mountain first.

Zhang Yue hasn't met his parents since he traveled, so he doesn't have deep feelings, but this matter must come first.

Zhang Shi also talked about it many times, and asked Zhang Yue to go back and have a look.

Zhang Shi has a deep affection for his parents. He often talks about the past with Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue knows that his mother Yang is gentle and virtuous, and she is very assertive. human reason.

As the eldest son, Zhang Shi was obedient and filial, taking care of his two younger brothers. Zhang Dun was full of personality and respected his mother, but after the Yang family left, he drifted away from the Zhang family.

But no matter what, the children of the Zhang family are considered successful.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue kowtowed to the tombstone a few times.

After worshiping, Zhang Yue returned to Shuinan New Street, where he used to live. Now the street is already sprinkled with water and the ground is paved with loess.

In the past, the streets full of stinky water and rotten vegetables and mud can now be accommodated, but the streets are as cramped as before, and the Nanpu River still flows eastward day and night.

Jiayou left his hometown for Beijing for three years, and it has been 17 years since he returned home in Zhangyue.

Zhang Yue didn't want to disturb too many people, but just wanted to go to the house where he lived for many years to take a look, but there were onlookers all around, and now he was stopped by officers and soldiers.

Zhang Yue said to the county magistrate, "Why are my folks blocking it?"

The county magistrate thought for a while and replied: "I want to report to my lord, the Nanpu River has been flooded these years, and this street has suffered several floods. Many neighbors have moved away, and now many outsiders live here."

Zhang Yue didn't want to do that. He thought he would go back to his hometown to meet his neighbors, but unexpectedly, he didn't see many of his old friends. This made his heart feel empty.

Zhang Yue didn't give up and took a look. Sure enough, he didn't know any of the people on the street.It seems that Cao Baozheng and other neighbors have disappeared all these years, and they can't find them.

Zhang Yue seems to have gone back to his hometown to find relatives and found an empty wanderer's mind, the so-called impermanence of the world, that's it.

Zhang Yue said: "Forget it, I haven't come back for many years, even if I didn't suffer from these floods, I don't know how many people still know it. It's true that you are more timid if you are close to the hometown."

Immediately Zhang Yue went to the room where he lived at the beginning and sat down.

Before leaving Beijing, the brother and sister-in-law sold this house to others, and after Zhang Yue became famous, he entrusted someone to buy it back and hired a family to clean it every day.

The county magistrate and others stood outside the house knowingly and didn't bother, Zhang Yue, Shi Qi Niang, the eldest son and the youngest son were all sitting in the house, telling stories about studying in the past.

Zhang Yue originally wanted to recall bitterness and sweetness, but the two children didn't listen.

Zhang Yue shook his head. The two children hadn't experienced everything they had experienced, so how could they experience what they had experienced, how could they empathize with each other?
Each generation has its own way of doing things.

Why don't you have first-class pettiness or embarrassment in yourself?

Although these words were useless, Zhang Yue still said something.

In fact, it is already very unaccustomed for these Zhang Yue, who enjoy the glory and wealth, to live in this house again.

Zhang Yue sat for a while before leaving the house. The county magistrate came in and said, "The magistrate of this prefecture, the judge, and the signing of the papers are all on the way to the county. Invite teachers and classmates from Xianggong County School."

When Zhang Yue heard this, he smiled, thinking that he was happy to finally see his old friend.

But he said: "Your Majesty has a heart, but the shock is too much."

The county magistrate smiled and said, "It's all the job of a subordinate official."

One person came to report: "Jiang Zhiqi, the judge of Fujian Road Transshipment, has arrived. I heard that there is a decree."

The county magistrate and other officials heard that they all smiled and became more respectful.

Zhang Yue waited for a while facing the Nanpu River, watching the fish swimming in the river.

Soon a group of horses arrived, but Jiang Zhiqi arrived with more than ten riders, holding the imperial edict and handing it to Zhang Yue, saying: "Your Majesty has an order, please set out and return to Beijing immediately after receiving the order."

Zhang Yue held the imperial decree and said nothing, and he was demoted to Fuzhou. After walking on the road for two months, he suddenly issued an imperial decree to call him back to Beijing, which was too sudden.

Jiang Zhiqi looked at Zhang Yue's expression and said, "I heard that Duanming had Tao Yuanming's ambitions before, but he won His Majesty's trust. He just arrived in Pucheng and returned to the capital. We know that His Majesty will never leave you."

Zhang Yue thought to himself, Jiang Zhiqi's words buried him in a hole. If he was Tao Yuanming, he would regard wealth as floating clouds and would not bend his waist for five buckets of rice. But when the emperor issued an edict, he would have to hurry back to Beijing. Isn't that right? Slap yourself in the face?
Zhang Yue said indifferently: "How dare I imitate Tao Yuanming? I don't know where Judge Jiang heard this from?"

Zhang Yue has 180 distrusts of Jiang Zhiqi, even if the other party can betray Ouyang Xiu, there is nothing he can't do.Moreover, the other party is now a member of the New Party, so if he passed his words of returning home, or something to Lu Huiqing in Beijing, it could also be used as an excuse.

From one exaggeration to ten, if you have been hurt by gossip, you will know how bad it is.

Jiang Zhiqi was stabbed by Zhang Yue's words, and thought with a little anger in his heart, I also came here specially to welcome you, but you have always kept a grudge in your heart because of Ouyang Gong, and guarded against me.

Jiang Zhiqi thought so from the bottom of his heart, but he completely forgot that he did spy on Zhang Yue's words and whereabouts during his trip, so as to tell Lu Huiqing what he was thinking.

What he wanted most was that Zhang Yue would complain a few words at the moment of receiving the order, or pretend that I really didn't want to go back to Beijing and just wanted to be a herdsman outside.

In this way, Jiang Zhiqi can make a big fuss.

Now Jiang Zhiqi is getting bored.

The county magistrate said with a sense of humor: "Tao Yuanming is a frustrated person in his official career, but Duanming is a holy family member. Even if he is thousands of miles away, His Majesty still cares about him. How can it be compared?"

Zhang Yue listened and smiled, in fact, Tao Yuanming is not bad either.

Scholars from ancient times to the present have not only the ambition to actively participate in the world, but also the feeling of leaving the world to live in seclusion.

It's like two sides of a coin.The former is represented by Zhang Juzheng and Wang Anshi, while the latter is represented by Tao Yuanming.

But when he got here, Zhang Yue couldn't immediately take the order and go on the road happily. This outsider seemed to have lost the integrity of a scholar, and was invited by the emperor to come and leave immediately.

Zhang Yuedao: "Zizhan once told me that if Tao Gong wants to be an official, he will be an official, and he will not be suspicious of seeking it; to welcome guests."

"Being able to do both, we can know that Tao Gong's sage can go through the past and the present."

If you want to be an official, go to be an official. Don't feel ashamed because you want to beg others. Very awesome.

This is the same principle as when we have no money, we go to Cengfan, and when we have money, we invite friends to treat guests, chickens and ducks.

Zhang Yue quoted Su Shi's words and expressed his own views. Everyone below the county magistrate said that this is really good.

Official and secluded are also the two sides of a scholar, just like a dragon in a dry coat, either in the abyss or in the sky, changing at any time, sinking with ambition.

If the emperor relegates you, just go, don't complain, if you want you to return to the imperial court, you can go there openly, don't pretend to be arrogant over there.

This is the correct mentality construction of officials, not against their will, not hypocritical.

Zhang Yue counterattacked the knife hidden in Jiang Zhiqi's words face to face, and the rest of the officials praised him.

Zhang Yue said: "The emperor ordered me to return to Beijing immediately, so I dare not stay. I just go back to Beijing first. Thank you Lingjun and all the fellow villagers for your kindness."

After the county magistrate Wei Zuo persuaded him to stay, he said: "Duanming is diligent in state affairs, and the next official will not comment."

Zhang Yue nodded.

The county magistrate looked at Zhang Yue, Tao Kan and Tao Yuanming both came from a poor family. Behind them in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, there were scholars from poor families to Qing Xiang, and Zhang Gong also came from a poor family. Some people said that Zhang Gong was like Tao Kan, this statement is true.

Thinking of this, the county magistrate said: "Mr.

After finishing speaking, the county magistrate personally went to the stream and ordered someone to fetch a bowl of water, and said: "Your Majesty is alive, I dare not keep him, so I will drink a bowl of water from my hometown before going on the road!"

Zhang Yue took the bowl, raised his head and looked at the Nanpu Bridge in front of him, which he walked countless times.

I still remember the scene when he returned home from the bridge when he was admitted to the county school. He seemed to see a 12-year-old child sitting on the back of the mule cart kicking his feet and laughing unscrupulously.

Several brook gulls passed by the bridge, and Zhang Yue subconsciously reached out to grab them, but he no longer grasped the time when he was 12 years old.

Zhang Yue took a sip of the clear stream water from the bowl, then returned it to the county magistrate, and made a long bow to the onlookers.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Yue spoke with some sobs, and started on his way. Zhang Gen didn't understand his father's feelings.

For Zhang Yue, Pucheng is his emotional support. The mountains and rivers here have nurtured him, but when he came back, he knew that he would never go back.

In fact, if you can't cross this bridge and return to the county, or if you can't meet your old friends, it doesn't matter whether you miss the self who was not hurt by the world.

People always have to look forward and live in reality. The past can be remembered, but it should not be fettered.

Otherwise, why are so many people working hard in big cities unwilling to return to their hometowns?

In fact, many of the officials who came out of Fujian lived in the capital, or bought houses elsewhere for the rest of their lives.

There are also Ouyang Xiu and Wang Anshi, one chose Yingzhou and the other chose Jiangning, and they all spent their later years in other places, and the later brothers Su Shi and Su Zhe did not return to Shuzhong.

For Zhang Yue, the capital is now the place where he fights, where he makes contributions and brings peace to all generations.

I still remember that when Zhang Yue was young, he liked to read second-class books the most.

The first-class martial arts novels represent the chivalrous spirit of Chinese people who draw their swords to help each other in the face of injustice, and resist any power imposed on themselves and the weak around them.

There are also novels such as Bao Qingtian, which are all Chinese people's dream of being an upright official.They firmly believe in the government. Even if they are being unfair, wronged, and oppressed now, it is only temporary. They always believe that there will be a good official like Bao Qingtian to avenge their grievances.

To this day, Zhang Yue still likes to read such books and never tires of them.

Now an official must be a good and honest official like Bao Qingtian, so as not to disappoint the common people's expectations for the court, and not to disappoint the common people, otherwise they will have to read the Water Margin.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue raised his whip.

(End of this chapter)