Chapter 1327 Ending
From the war to the Tianxi River Road, to the singing and dancing to the peace of Bianjing, to the misty Hangzhou, and finally returned to Jianzhou. After going around in circles, Zhang Yue seemed to have returned to the place where the dream began.
If you are rich and noble, you will not return home, like walking in a night clothes with brocade.
Nanpu River is bent and eighteen bends. Zhang Yue takes a boat to flow down the river. The stream is winding and the rocks on both sides are bony. In the deep green, towering ancient banyan hangs beards and brushes the water, and moss marks are everywhere at the twisted roots.
The waterfalls hang high on the cliffs, and the rainbow light appears and disappears when the water droplets splash. The woodcutter carries firewood across the stone beams, and the sound of chopping wood is in harmony with the streams in the mountains.
The tea ridges on the green mountains are uneven, and the tea girl picks the lotus-colored skirt with flowers in her temples. She picks tea in the tea field with her ten fingers flying around.
Zhang Yue and Huang Haoyi left their boats and landed on the shore.
Several old men with straw straw hats were fishing by the stream. At this moment, the temples on the mountain sounded bells and chimes, which made people feel quiet. As an I person, Zhang Yue was used to restoring energy by being alone and self-reflection, avoiding the intrigues in the court and the iron horses in the northwest.
Taking not fighting as a fight is Zhang Yue’s way of dealing with things.
After he resigned from the prefect, party struggles were inevitable, which was something he had already expected.
It will be useless to fall into it yourself, but you should take it out and see why.
This is, "Therefore, there is no desire to see its wonderfulness; there is always desire to see its connotation."
You have to look at the development of things and get yourself out. If you ask for the outcome of things, you must get yourself in the game.
Since no one understands the dangers of party struggles, let him happen. Let you make trouble, but you have to get out first, otherwise others will think that you are the reason for party struggles, and dirty water will naturally spill on you.
As he thought about it carefully, Zhang Yue suddenly heard the sound of a child reciting not far away: "The poor family is not a dead end, but poetry and books are used as boats."
The clearer the sound is as clear as the broken jade, and the more you look at the sound, you see a four or five-year-old child holding a book and reciting a poem in the stream.
Zhang Yue stopped and looked carefully, and heroic spirit appeared between the boy's eyebrows and eyes.
Zhang Yue smiled and said, "This son is very good."
Huang Haoyi looked at the strange side and said, "This child looks so familiar, with these eyebrows."
But I saw the boy looking up, his eyes brightly.
Huang Haoyi asked, "What's your father's name?"
The other party replied: "My father is an official outside, his surname is Li and his name is Kui."
Huang Haoyi smiled and said, "I'm really reading it wrong."
Zhang Yue nodded when he heard this. Li Kui's home did live in this area.
Zhang Yue asked the child: "Then I know you, your name is Li Gang, right?"
The child nodded and asked, "How do you know?"
Zhang Yue smiled and said, "I know it. I also know that there is a line of characters under the book in your hand that is Zhang Yue, a Jinshi in the sixth year of Jiayou."
A great wonder of children.
"I gave this book to your father at the beginning." Zhang Yue said with a smile.
Zhang Yue immediately took off the Chengni inkstone with him and gave it to him. The inscription on the bottom of the inkstone "Writing can carry the way, Wu Ke Anbang" said: "I plan to go back to my hometown to teach a disciple this time, but I don't expect to meet you, it's a fate."
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Cai Que's pupils suddenly shrank and said, "If you follow Zhang Jiangong's plan to slow down the map, Western Xia will still be shedding horses at the foot of Helan Mountain to this day! Building a city of Yongle is an imperative move."
"Enough!" The official threw the memorial to the hall, "Zhang Qing only wrote the word "quick support". I have long thought that Yongle City will be defeated!"
"If I hadn't ordered Shen Cunzhong to send troops to rescue him, the 200,000 troops on Fuyan Road would have been buried with you. Now that he has only lost more than 10,000 yuan, it would be a blessing in disgrace."
Cai Que's face turned stern, he took a step back and bowed: "Your Majesty, I deserve to die for all my crimes!"
Looking at Cai Que's forehead close to the imperial bricks.
"Ten Thousand Deaths? The official suddenly looked up at the scene of the lead clouds outside the hall and said, "It's me who deserves to be dying! After twenty years of the restructuring of Yuanfeng in Xining, he saved up these money, grain, and soldiers, but at the foot of Hengshan Mountain... he lost again. The sky is so lonely to me!"
The official family suddenly coughed violently, and Shi Deyi helped the official family up, and several eunuchs sat silently with the emperor to cry.
Zhang Zhi also bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I am incompetent and cannot share your worries like the Duke of Jianguo."
The official said: "No, it's me who insists on doing it alone."
"So... it turns out that success doesn't have to be with me!"
Speaking of this, the official's face was full of silence, gently covering the Yongle City Military Newspaper spread out on the desk, and his voice suddenly became low: "From now on, don't mention the matter of attacking Dangxiang in the temple!"
"Stop the Fengshan Mountains!"
"Remain and recuperate to comfort the people!"
Cai Que's expression was shocked when he heard this, and finally he was deeply impressed.
Zhang Zhi shed tears and said, "Your Majesty..."
The official waved his sleeves and wanted to turn around and leave the hall, but stopped.
When the official turned around, half of his face was immersed in the shadow: "If the order is passed down, Cai Que will be demoted to the level of official position."
"Shen Kuo and Xu Xi each cut two levels."
"Add Zhang Yue as the governor of Jianning Army and was sentenced to Jianzhou!"
After the official finished speaking, he heard Cai Que’s bowing: “Your Majesty’s wiseness!”
After saying that, the official family finally left the palace.
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When the official said, "Don't mention the attack on Xia again", Zhang Yuezheng and Li Gang chatted with him.
He and Li Gang both reached into the cold stream barefoot and swung barefoot.
Li Gang suddenly pointed to the sunlight from the gap in the clouds and asked, "Sir, will the sun set?" Zhang Yue looked at the burning sunset at the end of Jianxi.
Zhang Yue looked at Wanxia and suddenly thought that before he left Fujian, he stood on the ridge and looked at it. It was the same scene.
"The sun sets, and of course it will go up the mountain."
"The sun rises and the moon is always there, and there are later generations who hold the torch."
"I returned to my hometown and retired to this state. From then on, I taught and taught for a living and no longer talked about the world. As for what the world will be like in the future... I will see you."
Chapter completed!