high official

Chapter 250 Farewell
Because he was reinstated for his crime, and the disaster in Zhejiang was raging, Zhou Xin was leaving Beijing on the same day.

Before leaving Beijing, he kowtowed three times outside Fengtian Gate to thank the emperor for not killing him.Then, out of emotion and reason, he wanted to go to the prince's mansion first to thank him, but the door was closed. The guard at the door said that the prince was unwell and could not see guests.

Zhou Xin was not surprised by this. The crown prince saved him, so he had to avoid suspicion at this time, otherwise he would become a boon. He kowtowed respectfully in front of the East Palace gate, then got up and left accompanied by Wang Xian and others .

Before he had gone far, Zhu Zhanji chased him out and stopped him, saying, "Zhou Nengtai stay here, my father has something to tell me."

Zhou Xin bowed deeply and said, "I am all ears to listen."

"My father said, you don't need to accept his love. He is not for you, but just for the people of one side. You go back and protect the people of Zhejiang, and it will not be in vain for him to run around for you." Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhou Xin and sighed He said in a tone: "My father also said that you are a good official, but not a good courtier. In the future, remember that rigidity is easy to break, and deep love will not last long. Only by keeping a useful body can you benefit the people of one side."

"The teachings of the prince, I will remember them in my heart!" Zhou Xin's eyes were moist, and he thanked Donggong again.

"Hehe, get up quickly." Zhu Zhanji stretched out his hand to help him, winked and smiled and said, "My father has finished speaking, and I am curious to ask, do you want to die so much?"

"Ants are greedy for life, who would want to die?" Zhou Xin shook his head.

"Then why did you provoke my emperor on purpose?" Zhu Zhanji had always had a high opinion of Zhou Xin, until he saw the memorial, his impression changed drastically.But Wang Xian concluded that a wise man like Zhou Xin would not be so stupid as to add fuel to the fire, so he asked this question.

"The guilty minister didn't provoke the emperor on purpose." Zhou Xin said with shame on his face, "It was because he thought he was going to die at the time, that's why he barked like a dog unscrupulously."

"Why do you think you must die?" Zhu Zhanji was stunned and said, "At that time, my father spoke for you, and the cabinet scholar Yang also spoke for you. The emperor's intention to pardon you is already obvious."

"I'm ashamed, I was confused at the time." Zhou Xin shook his head and sighed: "I will miss the emperor's holy will."

"Sigh." Zhu Zhanji shook his head in disappointment, put on a smiling face and said, "It's a smooth journey to Taiwan, so I won't send it off."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Zhou Xin saluted deeply, watched Zhu Zhanji turn back, and then got into the carriage and headed to the official ship wharf.

On the carriage, Zhou Xin sighed suddenly, and said to Wang Xian who was sitting across from him, "I may have been tricked."

"Why did your lord say that?" Wang Xian asked in surprise.

"What the eunuch Huang said to me at that time probably didn't mean what the emperor meant." Zhou Xin said with an ugly face: "At that time he said that the emperor just spared my life, but he didn't say that he wanted me to go back to Zhejiang. If the emperor wants me to return to my original position, he will definitely revoke the Zhejiang Thousand Households Office. Under such circumstances, how can I apologize to Jin Yiwei?"

"Your Excellency, you mean that eunuch Huang deliberately provoked you to offend the emperor?"

"I'm afraid that's the case." Zhou Xin nodded heavily and said, "Huang Yan is probably already from Ji Gang or Hanwang."

"So that's how it is," Wang Xian couldn't help feeling horrified, this group of people was so vicious, "Why didn't your lord just tell His Highness?"

"It's the same for you." Zhou Xin gave him a meaningful look and said, "I'll be safe when I go back to Zhejiang, but you still have to face those people in the capital." I was dragged into a dangerous situation, but I walked away, I am really sorry." Da En didn't say thank you, so he didn't mention thank you, just apologized.

"Hey..." Wang Xian said with a wry smile, "Even if I don't care about the adults, now that I'm with my grandson, I'll meet those people sooner or later." As he spoke, his smile became complacent: "And am I in danger now? ? But I feel much more at ease than when I was in Zhejiang."

"How?" Zhou Xin said with a smile.

"At that time, Jin Yiwei was above the clouds, and a thunderbolt could strike me at any time, but I had no choice but to be in constant panic." Wang Xian laughed and said, "Now I have also come to the clouds to face them directly. , although I am still like an ant to an elephant, but I am an ant that even the emperor has heard of, and I have become the companion of the grandson. It can crush me to death!"

"Hahaha..." Zhou Xin Zhanyan smiled, showing admiration and said: "I really did not misunderstand the person, you have great wisdom!" He also understood what Wang Xian meant. The king of Han avoided the situation of fighting openly and secretly, lest he would become a victim of the struggle.But Wang Xian is different, he has hated Jin Yiwei, hiding is the only way to die.It's better to know that there are tigers in the mountains and go to the mountains with tigers!Fight out a way out for yourself, carve out a future!

"Then, in the future, you won't be able to hide your clumsiness like you were in Pujiang." Now that Wang Xian has decided to hang out in the capital, Zhou Xin naturally has to think about it for him, and said: "This place in the capital is full of top people, don't show off." If you show your abilities, you will soon disappear from everyone, and no one will be interested in you, and you will be in danger."

"My lord's instruction, I have always kept it in my heart." Wang Xian nodded his head, and said a little passionately: "Let me try my best to see if I can kill a bloody path!"

"Sure, I am optimistic about you!" Zhou Xin Nianxu laughed loudly: "Let me see how you, a magical ant who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, can turn the capital upside down!"

"I won't disappoint my lord!" Wang Xian also said with high spirits: "In the future, wait for me to return to my hometown in full clothes, and then I will have a drink with my lord and sing "Changhaixiao!"

"Okay!" Zhou Xin replayed the case and said, "I'll have a drink by the Qiantang River and have a laugh with you!"

For a moment, full of pride, through the carriage, straight to the sky!
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As the sun sets, it shines on the Qinhuai River, and also dyes the white sails into gold.

Wang Xian and others watched Zhou Xin's boat go away, only to see Zhou Xin also standing at the stern, waving to them until the shadow of the boat was completely shrouded in the light of the setting sun.Wang Xiancai withdrew his gaze and looked around at the people around him, everyone's faces were filled with triumphant smiles.

Suddenly Zhou Yong took a step forward and knelt down on one knee towards him, and the other two hundred soldiers from Zhejiang also knelt down to him. There was no nonsense, only one sentence: "I will follow you to the death!" In their opinion , Wang Xian fulfilled his promise and saved Zhou Nengtai, now is the time for them to fulfill their promise.

"Get up quickly, we are all brothers, share the blessings, and share the misfortunes!" Wang Xian was quite embarrassed, the capital is full of gods and ghosts, how can he get himself to let go of his bastard?
Zhou Yong and his group have other benefits aside, they were trained by Zhou Xin to be extremely obedient, of course after letting go of their burdens.Immediately they all stood up, Zhou Yong respectfully asked for instructions: "My lord, we are going back to the camp now."

"I can't go back on today's big day, let's talk about it after drinking the celebration wine!" Wang Xian laughed and said, "When I came to Beijing, I was worried every day. I begged my father to tell me. Today I can finally get drunk!"

"Okay!" Everyone was overjoyed and willing to go, so they rushed to the night market of Confucius Temple under the glow of the sky.

Nanjing is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties and the hometown of emperors. It is also a rich and romantic place for clothing and cultural relics.At the beginning, Zhu Yuanzhang moved 30 wealthy households from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to enrich Nanjing, and ordered the construction of fourteen brothels such as Qingyan, Danfen, Meiyan, and Liucui to accommodate official prostitutes. Brocade and raging fire cooking oil flourishing romance!

The setting sun hanging on the corner of the eaves of the Confucius Temple was gradually absorbed by the night; the blue waves of the Qinhuai River gradually became hazy.However, Jinling City has no intention of calming down from the hustle and bustle. Thousands of night lights are lit up at the same time, illuminating the night sky, and also illuminating the way for the people of the capital to go out to have fun... Whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary citizens, After a busy day, they would go out of the house at this time, go to the night market, and go to the Qinhuai River to have fun.Although the poor people can't enjoy it, they still work hard and can earn several times the money during the day.

So when Wang Xian and the others were walking on the street, they could only see pedestrians everywhere, some of them were driving carriages selling all kinds of north-south goods, and some were pushing small carts selling food and drink. The roadside shops were brightly lit, and the guys stood Shouting at the door of the store.Of course, there are more citizens who are either strolling leisurely, or riding on horseback, enjoying the prosperity of this prosperous age.

Roaming Jinling City in the night, Wang Xian felt that he could not hear the roar of machines except for the Mercedes-Benz cars, as if he had returned to the metropolis hundreds of years later.Taking a deep breath of the bustling atmosphere, he felt comfortable in all his limbs, as if he had returned to his hometown. This feeling, even the paradise city of Hangzhou on earth, could not give him.

Although he has been in the capital for a while, Wang Xian has never had the opportunity to go out to play at night. One is that he is not in the mood, and the other is that Zhu Zhanji never goes out at night because he is afraid of being said to be playing, and it is not easy for Wang Xian to leave him out.At this moment, his son, Zhu Zhanji was not around, and he moved away the big stone in his heart. Wang Xian finally had the opportunity to take a good look at the night scene of Jinling.Before going to the restaurant, it's like drinking a cup of good wine, very comfortable!

When we arrived at the Confucius Temple Night Market on the banks of the Qinhuai River, it was so bustling and bustling that people couldn't stop because of the crowds of cars and horses.It took a lot of effort for Wang Xian and the others to squeeze through the crowd and arrive in front of the restaurant that Shuai Hui had reserved in advance.

There are more than 200 tables for more than 20 people. Naturally, such a banquet must be booked in advance, and it must be booked a few days in advance.In fact, a few days ago, Wang Xian asked Shuai Hui to find a restaurant for a night out. It can be seen that although he didn't say anything, he still had some expectations for today's result in his heart.

"Here we are, this is the house!" Shuai Hui, who was leading the way, suddenly said. The three-storey building with carved beams and painted buildings, and five-color light balls hanging from the corners of the eaves, has three big words "Yihong Pavilion" written on it!
(End of this chapter)