Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 292 Empty Alley

  The mansion reported that a great victory was heard all over the world, and this also made people remember a man named Ouyang Zhi.

   What's even more frightening is that this person is just a newly promoted Hanlin, enough to make the subjects of the world gasp. The future of this person is almost conceivable.

  Jinzhou…

  Ouyang Zhi is about to leave.

  He will return to the capital to be summoned by the emperor.

  Early in the morning, the civil and military officials in Jinzhou woke up almost at midnight.

   Zhongguan Wang Bao got up earlier, because he didn't sleep all night, and his godfather sent him a confidential letter long ago.

  Obviously, Wang Bao realized that this Ouyang Xiuzhuan was about to soar into the sky. This was really luck, and the coffin could not hold it down.

  This person can be regarded as the first half of his own savior, even Wang Bao admires his character.

  Wang Bao never thought of himself as a good person, a crippled person, why did he enter the palace cleansed? Isn't it just to be able to become a master, take this shortcut, live a good life, and ride on others?

   But even so, the human heart is still fleshy.

  Especially in the secret letter of the godfather, it was mentioned in the memorial written by Ouyang Xiu that he focused on his own contributions, but did not mention his contribution to Ouyang Xiu.

   Wang Bao was really moved.

   How kind.

  He didn't sleep all night, so he ordered people to make arrangements.

   Early morning.

  It's snowing heavily.

  The sky is still dark, without any light of dawn, and the tumbling dark clouds have stained the sky with darkness.

  Only the silvery white of the heavy snow reflects a little brilliance.

  The north wind howled, and the wind blew on the face like a knife.

Wang Bao was wearing an imperial unicorn suit. When eunuchs go out of the palace, take up positions, guard and monitor a place, in order to show that he represents the palace, they are often given royal clothes. Usually, this unicorn suit is worn by Wang Bao. He was reluctant to wear it, but today he was dressed neatly, as soon as he came out of his shaft, the north wind seemed to bulge his unicorn suit, and the sleeves of the clothes rolled up, making it difficult to move.

Against the snow, Wang Bao and his guards arrived at Ouyang Xiuzhuan's courtyard. Outside of Ouyang Xiuzhuan's courtyard, many lanterns had already been lit. The words "Commanding Commissioner", "According to the Inspection Commissioner", "Songshan County" and so on are written in the book.

Everyone gathered here despite the snow, Wang Bao was full of emotions, but when he arrived at the gate, he soon saw the tickets of He Yan and Li Shan, standing under the tickets, both of them solemn , At the same time, subconsciously looked at Wang Bao.

   Their eyes met for a moment under the faint light of the lantern.

The gazes of the Six Paths with each other's concerns quickly touched each other, and within a few flints, they quickly left again. Like He Yan and others, Wang Bao's eyes tilted upwards quickly, with arrogance, disdain, and disdain in his eyes. When He Yan and others did not exist.

  The smelly and shameless thing secretly sued our family. If I, Wang Bao, don't kill you in the future, this body will be considered fair.

   I really thought that you secretly wrote the memorials of the Ministry of War and the Cabinet. Don’t we know what you wrote?

  Wang Bao's eyes were full of biting disdain, but his face was as usual. He wished he could slap Li Shan and He Yan on the ground and rub them hard.

  Say hello, if you don’t exist, if you haven’t been killed, your ancestors have accumulated virtue.

  He Yan was gloomy, glanced at Wang Bao out of the corner of his eye, and sneered in his heart, dead eunuch!

On Li Shan's face, there was a modest smile unique to scholars, but the unique arrogance in his eyes was still blatantly revealed. He Yan secretly accused himself of timidity in front of the battle, and Wang Bao hinted in his memorial that he wanted to take credit. , huh... Is there no one in Beijing, my official? The right servant of the official department is my great master. He has been studying books for a long time. You two shameless **** were almost beat up by you.

  In Xingyuan, the middle door suddenly opened wide, and before everyone had time to think about it, they saw Ouyang Zhi slowly coming out of the door, and all of his thoughts disappeared in an instant.

  Dozens of people from Wenwen Wu stepped forward one after another and bowed to each other.

  Ouyang Zhi said with a wooden face, "Return the gift."

"Ouyang Xiuzhuan, since I'm going back to Beijing, hey... I don't know when we can meet again, so I won't say much if you are sensational. Let's get on the sedan chair, and we will see you off." When Wang Bao said this, there was something It pierced my heart, and my eyes were a little red, Ouyang Xiuzhuan, he is a real person, different from other coquettish JIANs, Wang Bao was really moved.

  He Yan just lamented that he hated himself for not saying such beautiful words earlier, but he also looked at Ouyang Zhi solemnly, wanting to grin, but his old face was so stiff that he couldn't smile, but wanted to cry instead.

  Li Shan took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, but choked with sobs: "Ouyang Xiuzhuan, there will be a period later, if his Japanese official comes to Beijing, then we will cook wine and get together again."

  Ouyang Zhi nodded to them: "I won't get into the sedan chair anymore, let's walk, let's walk."

When he came out, his emotions were brewing. Ouyang Zhi also felt reluctant to let go of this place. In the past two months, he had been with these people and shared difficulties. He saw the buildings here turned into ruins, and he also Ouyang Zhi sighed when he saw someone familiar with him being stoned to death in the end.

   "Okay, let's go for a walk..." Wang Bao nodded with a smile: "It's time to go for a walk..." At the end of the speech, he was a little choked up and couldn't restrain his emotions.

  Ouyang Xiuzhuan was silent for a moment, then smiled and patted Wang Bao's shoulder: "See you later."

"Yes, yes, we will see you again." Everyone nodded in unison, and it was too late to quarrel with each other. Although Ouyang Xiuzhuan patted Wang Bao's shoulder, why didn't he pat himself on his shoulder and comforted him in a low voice? .

   Li Shan hurriedly said: "Go get the coir raincoat and bamboo hat. Don't let Ouyang Xiuzhuan get cold in this kind of snow."

  Ouyang Zhi raised his head: "No need."

  The crowd walked slowly, passing through familiar streets and alleys. There were more and more mighty people, and there would always be uncontrollable sobs among the crowd.

Under the dark sky, snowflakes were flying, and on both sides of the blurry street, there were figures one after another. These figures stood on both sides of the road, and their faces could not be seen clearly. The figures tried their best to take a few steps forward. Seeing Ouyang Xiuzhuan's face, but they seemed very rational, for fear of blocking Ouyang Xiuzhuan's way, so they were in a dilemma.

There are endless streets, and there are endless people walking along the road. Ouyang Zhi tried his best to open his eyes to see the faces in the crowd beside the road. Together with him, the military households, merchants, monks, and common people who were suffering in Jinzhou City, but no matter how hard he tried, the flying snowflakes and dim light made him feel that all of this was futile.

   Someone whispered: "Ouyang Xiuzhuan, walk slowly."

   "Ouyang Xiu wrote the title of Duke and Lord Wan Dai."

   This voice of instruction, which tried its best to suppress the volume, was clear to the ear.

  Ouyang Zhi's stiff face should have continued to be stiff, because after a while, his face was frozen by the frost.

But walking, walking, hot tears finally burst out of his eyes uncontrollably. The road ahead stretches all the way, but there are more and more people beside the road. Lei Chi took half a step, not daring to block Ouyang Xiuzhuan's way. They were both grieved over the departure of this great benefactor, and at the same time, seemed to feel a little comfort in their hearts because the benefactor was about to go to a greater future.

Ouyang Zhi finally burst into tears. Not far from Daguangji Temple, Ouyang Zhi stopped, choked up and wiped away his tears. The hot tears melted the frost on his face. He paused and continued walking. Behind him, Countless people were also choked up and sobbing, and their emotions were hard to restrain.

Wang Bao and the others seemed to have been stabbed in the heart with a knife. When Ouyang Xiu wrote about the strong wall and cleared the country, he was not moved when he was criticized, and he was never moved when he faced the Tatars. He was still unmoved.

  Today...they were finally moved when they saw Ouyang Xiuzhuan.

   It's just... originally looking forward to seeing if Ouyang Xiuzhuan is a person who always keeps a straight face, but now they are not in the mood to appreciate it. They would rather Ouyang Xiuzhuan keep a straight face at this moment, so that their hearts will not be blocked.

Ouyang Zhi walked all the way, cried all the way, tears wet his long lapel, and walked to the city gate. Here, there were already carriages and horses waiting here in advance. However, at the gate of the city, the swarming crowd did not disperse for a long time.

  The carriage drove for several miles, and the wheels left a deep snow mark in the snow. Ouyang Zhi was still mourning in the car. Suddenly, his face blurred with tears showed a somewhat strange expression.

   This time, it seemed that I was belatedly aware.

  He said: "Stop."

  The coachman and the attendants stopped the car hurriedly, Ouyang Zhi said: "Liu Jin...Where is Liu Jin?"

   "This... I don't know, I didn't pay attention."

   "Didn't you wake him up?"

"forget…"

   "..."

  The drivers in the snow and the people in the snow were a little dazed, as if they almost lost the important Eunuch Liu.

  ...

Liu Jin packed a big bag and came out of the house, the bags were full of worthless things, and the valuable things were all given to that damned Xiao Jing. Thinking of this, Liu Jin's heart felt as if it was being beaten repeatedly by a file Scratch, therefore, these worthless gadgets can be regarded as proof that I have been to Jinzhou at any rate, so I have to pack them and take them back, so I can't waste them.

  He came out of the room sadly, thinking why it was so quiet, looking around.

Senseless.

  Man, where did he go?

  He carried his burden on his back, out of breath, and walked back and forth in the corridor, without a trace of anyone. Liu Jin shouted: "Come on, come on..."

  His back was cold, and he trotted out of the middle door, but there was not a single ghost in sight on this street.

  Liu Jin bared her teeth, wanting to cry, loosened her hands, and the bundle fell down. From inside, clothes, iron basins, porcelain plates, and half-burned wax heads fell out, scattered all over the floor.

  ...

This paragraph is not easy to write, although Tiger and Ouyang Zhi are both honest people, honest people have a common heart, hey, as I write, I feel sad, Tiger is that honest person, eight years like a day , keep writing, not good at negotiating, windy and rainy, cold and cold, never stop, let alone stop, for fear of being sorry to my readers, bowing their heads like oxen, eating grass, squeezing out NAI, sighing, Ask for support.

  (end of this chapter)