Glory all the way

Chapter 317 Resignation
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the government returned to normal. The Minister of the Ministry of Households did not wait for Du Xuan's report, but the Minister of the Ministry of Officials waited for the brochure handed over with an expression of disbelief.

When it was opened, it was Du Xuan's resignation letter.

"This... is he stunned? Does he know what he is doing?"

Hubu Shangshu said in surprise.

Spreading his hands, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials replied helplessly: "My reaction is exactly the same as yours, but he said that he had thought it through carefully. You know, on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, the appointment was issued in the Hall of Harmony. This is the emperor's favor. Ah, his resignation is like a hot potato in my hands now. No, I have to submit it to ask the Holy Majesty to show me."

After all, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials shook his head and left.

At the end of the morning court, groups of people who withdrew from the Hall of Supreme Harmony knew about Du Xuan's resignation.

From time to time, some people turned their heads to look at him, their eyes were full of shock, and some people gloated and waited for Du Xuan's fate after Lei Ting was furious. Du Xuan noticed, but his heart did not waver at all.

The firm eyes of Bai Yingluo and the earnest words of Old Master Bai and Marquis of Jing'an all gave Du Xuan infinite courage.

"Lord Du, there is a decree from the Holy Spirit to announce you into the palace."

Zhou Fu appeared in front of Du Xuan, nodded and said to him.

Du Xuan thanked him and followed Zhou Fu into the side hall of the Hall of Harmony.

Emperor Jiayuan, who had changed his clothes, was sitting on the heated kang drinking tea, holding Du Xuan's resignation letter in his hand and looking at it. Seeing Du Xuan coming in, Emperor Jiayuan threw the resignation letter on the table, waited for him to salute, and pointed Asking him to sit on the soft stool in front of him, Fang Shen asked: "I don't believe a single word of those high-sounding words, so tell me what you think."

The amiable tone seemed to be speaking to a nephew, not a subject.

In Du Xuan's heart, he suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether to tell the truth, or to respond as written in the resignation letter.

Emperor Jiayuan smiled and waved his hand at Zhou Fu.

When only he and Du Xuan were left in the hall, Emperor Jiayuan said softly: "You have been in Beijing for two years. Although you are a little immature in handling things, compared with your peers, you are already considered a leader. The biggest advantage in you is that you know What to do and what not to do, there is always a literati's own pride, so I appreciate you."

If Emperor Jiayuan's words were spread, Du Xuan would become a hot topic again, but at this moment, Du Xuan's heart was full of joy that he was able to meet his talents.

After the joy, more is lost.

In today's world, a thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not often exist.

Du Xuan thought that although he had some talent and learning, he was far from the realm of a thousand-mile horse. But there was Old Master Bai first, and then Emperor Jiayuan. His Qingyun Road was much wider and smoother than other people's.

But now, because of Du Yuan's two words, he planned to give up all of this. Even though the old master Bai and Jing'an Hou both said to support him gently, how could Du Xuan not feel guilty in his heart?

If he returns without success and loses all his fame and fortune, what else can he bring to Bai Yingluo and the children?
Listening to Emperor Jiayuan's praise at this moment, Du Xuan felt even more ashamed.

He originally thought that apart from Luo Niang, no one else would support him, but now, everything is contrary to what he expected, and even Emperor Jiayuan was not as furious as he had guessed.

"So, think clearly and tell me seriously, is this your decision after careful consideration? If you have nothing in the future, will you regret your choice today?"

Emperor Jiayuan asked in a deep voice.

Du Xuan got up and kowtowed three times solemnly. Fang Zheng said: "These days, I have been thinking about it, and I have also asked the elders around me. Therefore, I have struggled with conflicts and seriously considered it. If The humble minister is really capable, go out and sharpen it, and you may not be able to stand out in the future. If you blindly covet the power and position you have, but lose your nature, by then, the humble minister will probably be a vegetarian, not far from the walking dead. "

Looking up at Emperor Jiayuan, Du Xuan replied affirmatively: "I don't regret it, I implore the sage for permission."

This kind of Du Xuan was consistent with his impression of him all the time. Emperor Jiayuan didn't know what he thought of, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The heavy pressure pressed against his face, and fine drops of sweat oozed from Du Xuan's forehead.

When the uneasiness in my heart was unspeakable, the voice of Emperor Jiayuan came from above his head, "Since you have already made up your mind, then you go, remember, when you return to the capital again, you will not be the same as you used to be." The unparalleled champion is not the young minister of Honglu Temple with my favor, or the doctor of the household department. You are just Du Xuan, and at most you have another identity, that is, the uncle of Jing'an Houfu. My Meaning, do you understand?"

If Du Xuan didn't come back, then there would be no such person in the capital. If he came back, those identities in the past would also become a thing of the past. As Du Xuan said, everything in his future had to start from scratch.

"I understand, thank you Lord Long En."

A drop of sweat slid down his cheeks and disappeared into the thick blanket on the floor. Du Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, knelt down to thank him, got up and exited the Hall of Harmony.

After apologizing at the Ministry of Household Affairs, he went to Honglu Temple and Hanlin Academy to bid farewell to his colleagues. Amidst voices of regret or blessing, Du Xuan formally left the officialdom.

And from the day when he submitted his resignation and was granted by Emperor Jiayuan, Du Xuan sent many invitations to the East Palace, but he never received a reply.

"Maybe His Royal Highness feels a little disappointed in what you have done, so he doesn't want to see you?"

Bai Yingluo splashed cold water.

Du Xuan's complexion darkened, and then he said in a self-comforting manner: "There must be a cause before the result. His Royal Highness has high hopes for me, but my behavior is really chilling. I failed him."

In the imperial study room, Emperor Jiayuan finished writing a few big characters, put down the imperial pen and looked at the prince standing behind him and asked, "I heard that Du Xuan has handed over posts for several days, but you haven't seen him?"

The crown prince nodded, looked away from the words on the imperial case, and replied with a smile: "My son thought that at this moment, it would be better not to see him. What do you say when you see him? It's not his fault." , after all, his life experience is in vain, whoever he is, he will never give up if he has a little hope. But the father and emperor have high hopes for him, and the son and minister treat him with sincerity. It makes me feel even more uncomfortable, so, it's better to be like the father's book, so it's rare to be confused."

The carefully cultivated son was wiser than he imagined. Emperor Jiayuan smiled in satisfaction, but then, without knowing what, he looked at the prince with a suppressed smile and asked, "How is the condition of the princess?"

At the New Year's Eve banquet, the side concubine Lin Zhimei appeared next to the crown prince instead of the crown princess. Rumors arose in the capital. People were speculating that Lin Zhimei would soon replace her and become the hostess of the Eastern Palace.

Therefore, now everyone is thinking, if the Crown Princess does not show up, is she still imprisoned, or is she seriously ill and bedridden.

If it is the former, it means that the royal family intends to establish a new concubine for the crown prince, which means that the Dou clan will lose power, but if it is not, the current situation of the crown prince is very bad.

Even if she recovers from illness, loses the favor of the prince, and loses the eldest prince, she will still be an embarrassing existence in the future.

There was a hint of remorse on the prince's face.

"Princess Qin personally diagnosed the crown princess, but she has no sense of survival. Now, it's just delaying time. The imperial hospital said that it will do its best."

The prince replied truthfully.

Looking across the prince's face, Emperor Jiayuan didn't speak for a long time, but finally he sighed and waved his hands.

Coming out of the imperial study, the prince let out a sigh of relief, looking at the distant sky, the haze was about to dissipate, the prince smiled, turned and walked towards the East Palace.

In Yixin Garden, looking at Bai Yingluo who was busy packing her luggage, Du Xuan said apologetically, "Luo Niang, follow me and make you suffer."

If she were to marry a well-matched family, Bai Yingluo would be a wife and mother at the moment, wearing gold and silver, eating sweets and spicy food, how could she follow her to endure thousands of miles of travel?
What's more, brother Yan is not yet one year old.

Bai Yingluo didn't take it seriously at all, instead, she looked forward to her upcoming trip, "With money in hand and people around me, we're here to travel and see the beautiful rivers and mountains of the Song Dynasty. Say it?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Yingluo gave Du Xuan a sideways look, and asked worriedly: "Have you kept that seal away?"

It was the suet jade seal engraved with "Jing'an Du Shi" sent by Tao Jianming that year.

On that day, Tao Jianming once said that as long as he carries this seal, the Yongchang Bank in the Song Dynasty can take and use the control money at will. Now, it really comes in handy.

Du Xuan smiled and agreed.

On the side, Brother Yan seemed to be responding, babbling and waving his arms excitedly.

When Du Xuan made the decision to go to Loulan, he never thought of leaving Bai Yingluo behind, but regarding Brother Yan, the two disagreed.

What Du Xuan meant was to entrust Brother Yan to Jia Shi, after all, she gave birth to Sister Ru, the two children were about the same size, and they took care of them together, and with the help of a wet nurse, although it was a bit tiring, they could still handle it.

After all, it would take at least a year for the two of them to go.

But Bai Yingluo disagreed.

"My son is growing up every day, and I don't want to miss it. Even if he endures hardships, I think he is willing to be with us. Therefore, before he grows up, I will never abandon him."

Bai Yingluo refuted Du Xuan plausibly.

Looking at Bai Yingluo's firm expression and Yan Ge'er's cute smiling face, Du Xuan made up his mind in a split second, picked up Yan Ge'er and kissed him on the face, "Okay, our family will last forever Not separated."

After learning of Du Xuan and Bai Yingluo's decision, the person who was most reluctant to part with her was naturally old lady Bai.

When we bid farewell to Jing'an Marquis Mansion, the old man wiped his tears, took Bai Yingluo and Du Xuan's hands and said, "Don't be playful, after finishing important things, come back early, don't let me close my eyes and not even see to you..."

"Grandma, both you and grandpa will live a long life..."

Bai Yingluo snuggled up to Old Madam Bai, weeping into tears, besides, Xue Shi and Jia Shi also shed tears, as if parting from life to death.

It was the old master Bai who coughed lightly, and jokingly said: "They are just going out, what are you doing? When you come back, Sister Luo will tell you a lot of interesting things, and Brother Yan will also run away You can dance, some of you are lively."

Only then did everyone say goodbye with tears in their eyes.

On the second day of February, after the dragon raised its head, Du Xuan and Bai Yingluo took Yan Geer and a few servants who served them personally, and embarked on the long journey to Loulan.

(End of this chapter)