I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 19 Lian Po is old, can he still eat?
Liu He came to Wang Shi's side, pulled the frightened old man up, and helped him sit down again.

After setting up the fallen teacup, another cup of hot tea was poured.

"Wang Fu, please drink some tea to calm down the shock."

Wine makes people drunk, tea wakes people up.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Wang Shi's muddy eyes gradually cleared up.

"Forgive me, Wang Fu. I was rude just now, but I really can't bother you about some things. After all, your children and grandchildren are full, and it's time to take care of yourself. You don't need to be involved in the turmoil of the court anymore."

At this point, Liu He has already made his words very clear, no matter how clear he is, it is no different from treason.

After a long time, Wang Shi lowered his head and said slowly: "Does Your Highness think that this humble minister is old and useless?"

Liu He was a little embarrassed, what he said was true, but Wang Shi's question was a bit too blunt.

"I asked Your Highness, do you feel that this humble minister is old and useless?"

Liu He tried his best to discover the advantages of Wang Shi, but he has not found it so far, otherwise he would not have respected him.

"Wang Fu, can you help the old farmer plow the land for me?"

"Wang Fu, can you help me go to the south to find new crops?"

"Wang Fu, can you find the remains of the Mo family for me?"

Liu He asked again and again with a ruthless heart, those three sentences were like three sharp spears piercing Wang Shi's heart.

Liu He really wanted to use these words to force Wang Shi to retreat, so that this elderly man, who was already in his twilight years, could go home and have a good time with his grandchildren.

After all, the historical Liu He entered Chang'an with more than 200 vassals of Changyi Kingdom, and almost all of them were executed after 27 days.

At this time, Liu He was laying out pieces on the chessboard step by step, but he couldn't bear to let this old-fashioned and loyal old man go through this muddy water again.

After Liu He finished asking, he picked up the teapot and wanted to pour another cup of tea for the stunned Wang Shi, but only then did he realize that the pot was completely empty.

"come..."

"Your Highness, there's no need." Wang Shi bowed deeply.

"The old minister has retired."

After Wang Shi finished speaking, he picked up the crutches on the ground, stood up tremblingly, turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

And Li Anding just opened the door and came in at this time.

"Li Anding, send Wang Fu back to the mansion, if anything goes wrong, you are the only one to ask!"

"only!"

Seeing Wang Shi's blurry figure gradually disappearing, Liu He couldn't bear it. He suddenly wanted to call Wang Shi back, but he held back in the end.

Liu He closed the gate of Fuyao Hall, and walked towards the apse a little lonely, with a somewhat desolate and lonely figure.

There are enough things to do today, Liu He just wants to sleep well.

Wang Shi, who walked frivolously all the way, walked to the gate of the palace. He rejected Dai Zong and Li Anding's kindness to send him back to the mansion, and struggled to get into the carriage by himself.

"Go, go home."

"promise."

The wheels started to move slowly, and Wang Shi, who was still decadent and haggard just now, suddenly became serious and majestic.

When Wang Shi closed his eyes and meditated, he repeatedly chewed on what His Highness said just now.

A few white hairs protruded from Wang Shi's Jinxian crown like weeds, making him look even older.

However, at this moment, there was no trace of fatigue on Wang Shi's face.

Under the tightly closed eyelids, you can see the eyeballs rolling, as if thinking about something important.

Not long after, the carriage stopped at the backyard of the Wang residence. After Wang Shi got off the carriage, he hurried towards the main hall.

"Husband, are you back?"

"Ah."

Wang Shi's wife, Wang Liu Shi, had been waiting in the main hall for a long time, she immediately gave Wang Shi a towel to wipe his face, and ordered the servants to prepare meals.

"Wait, bring me a jug of wine."

The servant stopped, and looked at Wang Liu Shi with a questioning look.

"Master, why is it so late? I'm afraid it's not good to drink alcohol. You should be more restrained."

"It's been more than 50 years since Kaimeng. I've been adhering to the doctrine of the golden mean and restrained everywhere, but today I want to be extravagant."

Wang Liushi wanted to say something else, but she held back and nodded to the servant who was standing by.

Soon, the wine was served, and Wang Shi sent away all the servants, leaving only Wang Liushi.

The couple, who had been married for fifty years, sat down on the couch facing each other across the desk.

"Come, pour wine for the old man."

"promise."

Wang Liushi filled most of the cup, Wang Shi picked it up and drank it down.

"Pour again."

"promise."

Wang Liushi filled the second cup, and Wang Shi drank it down again.

Wang Shi uttered the word "pour" five times in a row, and drank five cups in a row. He, who was already too strong to drink, was already a little tipsy.

Wang Liushi had never seen her husband look like this before, so she couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Husband, is your Highness teasing you again?"

"Your Highness is still young, and one day he will become sensible. Look, haven't you become much more sensible in the past two years?" Wang Liushi enlightened Wang Shi while feeding him vegetables.

"Your Highness is already very sensible!" Wang Shi sighed, he really wanted to tell his wife what His Highness said to him just now, but in the end he held back forcefully.

The stakes are high, and the fewer people know about it, the better.

"That's good. As long as my husband teaches you wholeheartedly, Your Highness will definitely become the best prince in the Han Dynasty."

"Hehe, Your Highness is already the best prince and king, and I'm afraid there will be more in the future..."

Wang Shi stopped abruptly again, drank the wine in the glass again, and continued, "I'm afraid I will become the most proud student of this old man in the future."

"But I'm already old, and I have nothing to teach His Highness, let alone do anything for him, even His Highness is considering retreat for me.

"I really envy that old thief, Gong Sui, who can still be reused by His Highness."

"If only I were ten years younger, I will definitely follow His Highness to start a career like Yu Wuyou and his gang."

Wang Liushi is the descendant of the Great Confucianists in Jiaodong. Although she is a woman, she has been influenced by her ears since she was a child, and she is familiar with "Zuo Zhuan", "Shangshu" and the books of other scholars.After that, he got along with Wang Shi day and night for decades, and his knowledge surpassed many Confucian scholars, so Wang Shi was willing to chat with his childhood sweetheart, Wang Liushi.

She has already seen that her husband is different today, and this must have something to do with His Highness. Although she was full of curiosity, she did not ask directly after all.

Wang Liushi just poured another glass of wine and said, "I'm afraid my husband is wrong."

"Oh? Madame, please advise." Wang Shi asked.

"Husband said that he can no longer work for His Highness, because he is too greedy for fame."

"how do I say this?"

"If your husband doesn't consider your reputation, there are still many things you can do for His Highness. Even if you go to the gate of the palace to sweep and remove the dust, isn't it still doing something for His Highness?"

"The reason why you don't want to go is not because sweeping and dust removal is too lowly, and it's not the work of Confucian scholars?"

The example Wang Liushi gave was not appropriate, but it awakened Wang Shi.

How could Wang Fu of Changyi, whose rank is higher than a thousand stones, be unable to do anything? Could it be that he is really inferior to those scumbags?
He thought of his old enemy Gong Sui again. The reason why His Highness entrusted him with a heavy responsibility was that he was willing to do anything for His Highness, yet he still thought it was a trivial matter for His Highness to plow the land.

If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?
He can't go to help old farmers plow the land for His Highness; he can't help His Highness go to the south to find new crops; he can't find Mohist relics for His Highness.

But there were other things he could do, and there was one thing he could do tonight.

"Ma'am, fill it up again, I'm going to finish this jug of wine tonight."

(End of this chapter)