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When Zhao Xu met Xiong Ben in the banquet hall of Yanhe Hall.

On the distant official road in Suizhou, an official envoy came on horseback.

The envoy went straight into the city, held up the emperor's token in his hand, and went straight into the Suizhou official office.

"I have been appointed deputy envoy of Tuanlian in Junzhou. Where is Shen Kuo, the minister who was placed in Suizhou now?"

The officials at the government office looked at the token in the messenger's hand and the narrow-sleeved purple robe he was wearing, and knew that he was a minister from the Bianjing Palace.

So he quickly went down to the office, raised his hands and asked, "Who is the unknown angel here?"

"The emperor's kindness is so great that he has carried out the emperor's decree, and the young master respectfully obeys it!" The messenger said loudly: "The Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager has issued a compassionate edict to assume the responsibility of appointing the deputy envoy of Tuanlian in Junzhou, and to accompany the state to the capital, Shen Kuo!

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When the official heard this, he collapsed to the ground.

"Shen Kuo...is back..."

He knew very well what kind of life Shen Kuo had lived under his supervision in the past three years.

He was not allowed to write letters, and his friends were not allowed to visit.

It can be said that the guilty minister... no... the minister was offended to death!

And he knew very well that once he was resurrected, Shen Kuo would quickly become an important minister to be controlled based on his rank before being demoted!

For an important minister to be controlled, one finger is enough to clean up a place like his and select someone!

The envoy looked at the official's appearance and almost knew what was going on. He cursed in his heart: "Idiot!"

As long as the important ministers of the country are not stripped of their flesh, there is still a possibility of recovery.

Being placed in a local position is usually just a show-off. In fact, many people will deliberately make friends with such important ministers who have been criticized and demoted for the future.

If someone comes back to Beijing after recuperation, he can follow suit and become famous.

Even if you are not resurrected in the end, you can still gain a good reputation!

Such a stupid guy is rare in the world!

So, he turned to look at the other officials present, holding up the gold medal in his hand: "Who wants to take me to see Shen Kuo? I still have an edict to read out!"

Immediately, a young official in green robe came forward respectfully: "Angel, please follow me..."

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In Suizhou City, in a lonely and broken courtyard.

Fifty-four-year-old Shen Kuo was holding a pen and sketching something on an old piece of yellowed paper.

There were footsteps outside the door.

He didn't pay much attention, he just focused on the things in front of him.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

There was a knock on the door.

"Is Mr. Shen at home?" a respectful and unfamiliar voice asked.

"Who is it!" Shen Kuo's wife Zhang came out of the back room cursing after hearing this.

She opened it and saw a group of officials at the door, all nodding and bowing with smiles on their faces.

In three years, this was the first time Zhang saw smiles on the faces of officials in Suizhou.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Zhang's temper has always been violent. When she saw the officials, she frowned.

"Is she Mrs. Shen?" The leading official bent down and asked, "May I ask if Mr. Shen is here?"

Mrs. Zhang became vigilant: "What are you looking for him for?"

The official immediately replied: "Please Madam, please quickly change Mr. Shen's clothes and bathe, and set up the incense table!"

Zhang felt that her brain was shutting down at this moment.

"What did you say?" she asked tremblingly.

"The Angel of Bianjing has arrived!"

"Emperor Daxing ordered the young master, and the two palaces expressed their favor. The imperial edict has been issued and Duke Shen has come to the capital!" The official raised his hands and said: "Congratulations! Congratulations! Madam! The officials of your house will return to Bianjing and rejoin the court to assist the young master.

host!"

Half an hour later, they were in the dilapidated courtyard where Shen Kuo lived.

Shen Kuo combed his hair again, took a bath, put on the official uniform that he had not worn for three years, and set up an incense table in the yard. His wife Zhang put on new clothes, and her expression was no longer tough. , but with some feminine tenderness and shyness.

With a creak, the courtyard door was pushed open.

A young minister wearing a narrow-sleeved purple robe walked in.

Outside the door, countless people gathered, and the faces of the neighbors who used to be indifferent, curious, or enthusiastic were now full of complimentary smiles.

The minister took out a gold medal, held it up in his hand, looked at Shen Kuo who had changed into his official uniform, and asked, "But Duke Shen denies Duke Kuo?"

Shen Kuo nodded, suppressed the excitement in his heart, bowed his hands and said, "It's Shen Kuo!"

The minister immediately smiled: "Congratulations! Congratulations!"

He faced the direction of Bianjing and raised his hands: "The emperor's favor is so great. The emperor of Daxing ordered the young master, and the two palaces expressed the favor. On Dingmao day of this month, he issued an edict to the three provinces. Zhongshu Sheren drafted an edict, and Duke Shen came to the capital to assist. Little Lord!"

When Shen Kuo heard this, he immediately bowed his head in the direction of Bianjing and said, "It's hard to repay the death of Emperor Daxing for his kindness and the death of his minister Kuo!"

The minister cleared his throat, and then said seriously: "I am responsible for appointing the deputy envoy of Tuanlian in Junzhou. Where is Shen Kuo, the minister who has been placed in Suizhou?"

"I'm here!" Shen Kuo stood up and stood respectfully in front of the incense table.

"Shen Kuo, please accept the order!" said the minister.

Shen Kuo immediately knelt down in front of the incense table that had been arranged facing the direction of Bianjing, and bowed three times as a courtier would.

Then, he looked at the minister and took out the standard imperial edict.

The silk is made of fine silk, and the silk is embellished with pure gold dragon patterns.

Shen Kuo's heart became extremely excited at this moment.

Three years!

During the three years after he was demoted and resettled in Suizhou, his life was gloomy, and he could not even see the dawn.

A few months ago, the mournful news of the emperor's death came, which plunged him into deep despair - the emperor has died, the new king is young, and his resurrection is far away!

Unexpectedly, things have taken a turn for the worse now.

"My lord..." The minister's voice became vague in his eardrums.

So much so that he couldn't even hear what was being said, he could only hear some key words.

"I respect the Emperor Daxing's will..."

"Blessed by the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager..."

"Being the beloved of heaven..."

"When he was restored, he was appointed deputy envoy of Tuanlian in Junzhou, and appointed minister Shen Kuo to Suizhou..."

"You can be specially appointed as a court official, promoted to a bureau dedicated to manufacturing weapons, and Miying Pavilion to give lectures..."

Shen Kuo listened, kowtowed subconsciously, and answered mechanically: "God's grace is great, Shen Kuo respectfully obeys the will, and is willing to serve His Majesty like a dog or horse..."

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

The defeat of Yongle City was like a sharp knife, cutting his life in two.

All the light that was once dissipated in defeat.

All honor goes to silence.

In the court, his political enemy Cai Que was in charge.

The emperor, who trusted and valued him, seemed to be disappointed in him and ignored him.

Even if the emperor dies, there will be no edict or grace.

Shen Kuoben was already desperate.

However, he never imagined that he could survive from a desperate situation.

He even didn't expect that Emperor Daxing...actually ordered the young master specially...arranged him as the young master's minister...

A scholar dies for a confidant!

Shen Kuo kowtowed heavily in the direction of Bianjing, then kowtowed again.

When he stood up, his face was already full of tears.

"Shen Tiju..." The minister in front of him smiled and handed over the imperial edict: "Accept the edict!"

Shen Kuo took the imperial edict and touched his pocket.
To be continued...