Chapter 21

It is still unknown whether the land of the Central Plains will suffer or not, but Yan Ziqin has indeed suffered.

Rumors of Yu's family and the murder case are still circulating in the streets and alleys of Shuzhou, and a piece of imperial edict came to this small city from Bianliang through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Yan Ziqin returned home after receiving the decree, and his whole body was gloomy and tired. Mingshu could feel the oppressive atmosphere from a distance of three feet, and resentfully put down the embroidery thread she was playing with Chunxiu, and looked outside the door. Ask softly: "What's wrong?"

Yan Ziqin, who was walking down the corridor, glanced at her sideways. His eyes were complex, grievance, unwillingness, guilt, and confusion. Mingshu was stunned at once. He watched Yan Ziqin drift away like a ghost, and then turned back. Suddenly, he and Chunxiu looked at each other.

Xu An chased after Yan Ziqin, and persuaded: "Madam, go and see the officials."

Ming Shu asked, "What happened to him?"

Xu An drooped his brows, and said bitterly: "The government has issued an order to transfer officials to Yin County to be magistrates."

Ming Shu was shocked, the general judge was at least the seventh rank, but the county magistrate was about to be downgraded to the eighth rank official, and Yin County was near the modern Ningbo, and it was just a bitter seaside town in the Northern Song Dynasty, so any transfer was clearly relegation.Although relegation is the only way for civil officials in the Song Dynasty, and a literati who has not experienced setbacks is not a good literati, but Yan Ziqin's setbacks came too fast, right?
Seeing Mingshu's surprise, Xu An explained: "The imperial decree said that in less than four months, there were too many murders in Shuzhou City, the city walls were burned, and prisoners died in prisons. Still at large, in the middle of court...in fact, the queen mother felt that the officials were incapable of governing, so she decided to be transferred to the county magistrate."

Ming Shu said: "Didn't my father speak? What about the officials? Don't the officials value Yan Ziqin very much?"

Xu An said helplessly: "But the empress dowager is in power now."

Ming Shu settled down and thought, that's right, the emperor was young, and the empress dowager was still in power, and even his own father was part of the empress dowager's party, so he was powerless in matters concerning Yan Ziqin.After careful calculation, Yan Shu was the first minister who supported the Queen Mother to "listen to the government behind the curtain". , In the end, Yan Shu was pushed out of the capital. It's really a turn of events, guessing the beginning but not the ending.

In the study, Yan Ziqin was staring blankly at a pile of newly written policy theories on the table, like a lonely stone.

The door suddenly rang, "Dong Dong Dong", followed by Ming Shu's sweet voice.

"Open the door, have some snacks!"

"My newly fried sesame dumplings are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. They won't taste good when they are cold~"

"There is also buttermilk, sweet buttermilk with glutinous taro, very delicious~"

Seeing that Yan Ziqin didn't respond, the voice outside the door also paused, and after a while he said calmly, "Husband, let's talk."

Yan Ziqin opened the door, his eyes were full of anxiety and guilt, he was really afraid that his wife would reject him, and blame him for being a husband who did not live up to expectations and caused his wife to suffer.The well-behaved privy envoy's daughter, after marrying him, is not only not as good as it used to be, but also has less and less hope. He suddenly remembered the poem of Yuan Zhen from the previous dynasty:
Duke Xie was the youngest and the most pity girl, and married Qian Lou Pepsi.

Suddenly sadness came from it, and I felt really sorry for the young woman in front of me.

Mingshu pushed him back on the chair, fed him a sesame dumpling, and said, "A man can bend and stretch, what kind of setback is this?"

Yan Ziqin looked at the dumpling with a bite in his hand, and said slowly: "Actually, what the court said is correct, it's my problem."

He paused, and continued: "It's not that if you are good at reading and writing articles, you can be a good official. I don't know how to balance, reconcile, restrict, and compromise. I used to read books and always felt that Li Taibai He, Du Zimei, and Li Changji feel aggrieved that their talents are not recognized, and now that I think about it, maybe they lack the ability to be an official, and the world can't see clearly, but the high-ranking emperors and generals can see clearly."

Ming Shu didn't expect him to say this, and said after a long time: "I can't blame you entirely, as soon as I came up, I met such a confusing and powerful opponent from the Yu family, they pretended everything they could, then ran away, and replaced them It might not be able to handle it any better.”

Yan Ziqin shook his head and said: "Insufficient ability means insufficient ability, there is no excuse. It's just that I have thought about it, and I will never take over the post of county magistrate of Yin County. My fault lies in myself, not in not being in line with the Queen Mother's wishes. Come on, if I accept an errand, I will not be me."

Mingshu's throat rolled a few times, and she said dryly, "Then...do you want it?"

Yan Ziqin said: "That's right, I have resigned and retired, anyway, I am not the only one who has dismissed and lived idle." His expression changed, and he said sadly: "My lady... I can repair a book and send it to the Bianliang mansion. Anyway, we don't have any heirs yet, you are still young, you combed your temples again, swept your eyebrows beautifully, and got married again, I will not force you and me to suffer for the rest of our lives..."

If he had a tail, I'm afraid he would hang it down in aggrieved manner at this time, silently wagging his tail and begging for mercy...

Looking at his sad expression, Mingshu thought so.She suddenly remembered her bleakest years in modern times.

At that time, she was admitted to the medical university with high scores. She should have been admitted to the major of clinical medicine. She waived tuition fees and a scholarship of 3000 yuan per semester as compensation.She wanted to continue to fight, but a phone call changed her fate.

On the other end of the phone was the voice of the police apologetic. Her parents were killed in a car accident on the way to the city where her university was located.She has lost her fighting spirit and is in urgent need of financial resources and chooses to obey the assignment.For a long time, she has been living in the shadow of her parents' death—if it hadn't been for a major problem, her parents would not be in a hurry to go to college, and they would not have been in a car accident.

It was her mentor who first noticed her strangeness, the gentle middle-aged man handed her a silver knife.

"If you have nothing to do, come and learn anatomy with me."

It sounds like a lame consolation, but during the time spent in the dissecting room day and night, the company of the mentor and the experience of looking directly at death made her wake up, start to calm down, and continue to live her own life.

Without the mentor's guidance and silent company, she couldn't imagine how to get out of the gloomy days.

Realizing that the predicament Yan Ziqin is facing is exactly the same as her own at the beginning, and now is the moment when this young man is most vulnerable and needs support the most, how can she turn around and leave?
So Ming Shu shook Yan Ziqin's shoulder without thinking, and said firmly, "Do you think I'm the kind of unrighteous person who can only enjoy happiness and not suffer?"

"Although we haven't known each other for a short time, you must know the allusion that the white hair is as new as before. If you really think of me as the kind of person who flies away separately in the face of disaster, then I, Qu Mingshu, know you, Yan Ziqin, for nothing. It's time!"

"Bros?"

"No, friend."

"friend?"

"No, husband."

Yan Ziqin stopped talking, and tightly held Ming Shu's hand, interlocking his fingers, never wanting to let go.

When the subordinate was leaving, Sun Zhizhou had to see him more or less, whether it was encouragement or criticism, it was the end of a subordinate-subordinate relationship after all.

After going through this incident, Yan Ziqin was somewhat ashamed to see others, but the more embarrassing he was, the less he could be stage frightened. It is only today that he realizes the difficulty of being a human being, and maintaining arrogance also requires a stand and capital.

Sun Xi didn't say anything beautiful about the scene, and asked, "Do you know where you lost?"

Yan Ziqin remained silent, and Sun Xi continued: "You don't know how muddy and deep the water in front of you is, so you just swooped down rashly. It's your luck that you didn't get drowned."

Yan Ziqin said: "Master Sun, do you know how deep the water is?"

Sun Xidao: "I don't know, so I don't care about it. How can I be an official for a long time? Take care of small things, calm down big things, make big things small, and make small things small, so that peace can be achieved. This is the way to be an official. Record Based on this reasoning, we are officials in the same dynasty after all, I hope you will be more mature when we meet next time."

Sun Xi's few words are not pleasant to listen to, and they are not sages, but they come from the bottom of his heart. When the water is clear, there are no fish. Being able to survive in muddy water is also a great skill.

Yan Ziqin sighed, and said, "I'm afraid there will be no time to meet again, I have decided to resign and return to my hometown."

Sun Xi sat up in shock, pointed at Yan Ziqin, and he hesitated for a long time before he could say a complete sentence, "You...you...well, well, you have a backbone, and you would rather destroy your own future, then I won't keep any guests."

Walking out of Sun Zhizhou's room, Du He and Gao Rui were already waiting outside the door.

Du He pulled Yan Ziqin over and said, "Gong Gong, are you really planning to go back to your hometown to farm?"

Gao Rui frowned and shouted, "Du He!"

Yan Ziqin nodded, and Du He said again: "Then what about Enniang, she is a rich lady, can she help you carry water, dig pits, and carry hoes?"

Gao Rui said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't need to plant the land yourself when you go back to your hometown, let alone your wife."

Du He said: "Oh, that's good, that's good, then I will continue to go to your house with you, by the way, where is En Gong's house? What is it?"

Yan Ziqin said, "Linchuan."

Gao Rui snorted, and said, "It's not enough to eat and drink for free in Shuzhou, and you still have to go home with your lord, you're going to be shameless!"

Du He ignored him, put his hands behind his head, hummed a song and walked away.

Travel expenses are needed to return home. Yan Ziqin’s salary is not much, and Mingshu likes to spend money. She didn’t expect such a day, so she didn’t pay attention to saving her savings. She thought about paying some money from the dowry, don’t tell her husband , so as not to make him more sad.

Unexpectedly, Du He knocked on the door suddenly, and took out a bag of silver, more than 20 taels.

"I pawned the hook of my cat's eye jewel, and gave it to you as travel expenses," he said.

Mingshu was startled, and hurriedly pushed the money back, saying, "I have a way to get money anyway, so you don't need to pay."

Du He still laughed foolishly and said: "How can we always touch the dowry of the woman's family? It can be hidden for a while, but it can't be hidden for a lifetime. In the future, the benefactor will feel even more sorry when he finds out."

Mingshu was a little embarrassed to be exposed about her economic situation, and said, "How do you know this?"

Du He said with a smile: "You can tell that you can't save money by looking at your extravagance. Haha, we are the same. We can only save things, but not money. I don't have any other requirements. I just ask you to give me a ride and let me go too." Take a look at the great mountains and rivers outside."

Mingshu said: "You should go and tell your husband, what's the use of telling me?"

Du He said: "Your benefactor has a lot of people, and he never dislikes me, but I am afraid that you, a woman with a 'small stomach and chicken intestines', will make me look bad."

Mingshu shook her head and said, "No, no, I know, you are a good person."

The couple can make such good friends, what more could the husband ask for?
(End of this chapter)

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