Tracing Office

"Mr. Zhou, why are you so stubborn?" the messenger who had been squatting at the door for three days said helplessly through the fence.

Zhou Yuyun took a water ladle to water the green bamboos in the yard: "Zhou has been idle in the mountains and forests these years, and I'm afraid he can't handle the affairs of the court. Please come back, my lord."

The messenger smiled wryly.He also wanted to leave, but before leaving, he swore to sign a military order with His Majesty.If he didn't take Zhou Yuyun back, he wouldn't have to go back either.

Three days ago, the decree officer never thought that his seemingly simple errand would be so unsatisfactory.

After receiving the imperial decree, he led a group of people to the south of the Yangtze River, found Zhou Yuyun's residence, bathed, burned incense, and proclaimed the decree, all in one go.So far, everything has been going smoothly.

After reading the last sentence of the imperial decree, he put away the imperial decree and said to Zhou Yuyun with a smile: "Master Zhou, please pack your bags, and we will set off for Beijing."

Then, Zhou Yuyun declined.Moreover, it is not a polite refusal, but an unswerving refusal.

In the past three days, his mouth was parched and he had run out of good and bad words, but Zhou Yuyun just refused to let go.The decree officer really wanted to tie him back, but His Majesty urged him to "well" invite Zhou Yuyun to the capital.I had no choice but to stay at the door of Zhou Yuyun's house and continue to suffer.

"I really don't understand, Mr. Zhou, why are you unwilling to become an official?" The herald who was rejected again was distressed, with a look of anger on his face, and said: "Now the court is clear, and your majesty is wise and prudent. If you are thirsty, it is the time for us to serve the court. Your Majesty thinks highly of you, so you specially sent someone here to invite you, and the virtuous corporal is here, but the gentleman is not moved at all?"

The messenger is this year's Enke, Tan Hualang who was personally selected by His Majesty. He highly respects His Majesty today and thinks that Qin Youyuan is an unworldly emperor. Naturally, he can't understand Zhou Yuyun's behavior.

Zhou Yuyun's expression was flat: "Zhou has no intention of becoming an official, please go back, my lord."

After all, the messenger, who was also a young talent, finally ran out of patience: "Farewell!"

Zhou Yuyun watched the herald leave with a flick of his sleeves, but her heart still didn't let go.He knew that if Qin Youyuan was determined to call him back, he would not just give up.

But he also didn't understand why Qin Youyuan called him back to Beijing.

Don't say anything about his talent and name.There are countless talented people in the world, why don't you see him summoning others?

What exactly is he trying to do.Zhou Yuyun was distracted for a moment.

At night, Zhou Yuyun was sitting in the study, Xie Roujia lifted the bamboo curtain and walked in.

Zhou Yuyun got up quickly and took the food box in her hand: "It's so late, why are you still cooking?"

Xie Roujia said: "It's just a bowl of goat's milk, how can it be considered cooking?"

Zhou Yuyun opened the food box, smelled the familiar aroma, couldn't help laughing and said: "Roujia has won the true inheritance of Sister Lan now."

"Sister Lan specifically told me to cook almond goat's milk for you if you couldn't sleep at night." Xie Roujia said, "Husband, are you still worrying about the daytime things?"

Zhou Yuyun took his wife into his arms, sighed, feeling guilty and embarrassed: "Roujia, although the herald is gone, I still have to make this trip."

Xie Roujia bowed her head: "I understand, the emperor's life is difficult."

"I will be back as soon as possible." Zhou Yuyun comforted her.

"I'll go with you." Xie Roujia raised her face, looking at the man she had loved since the beginning of her love for more than ten years: "I want to go with you."

"You wait for me in Jiangnan."

Zhou Yuyun is a real gentleman, his demeanor and gentleness have been engraved in his bones.After marrying Xie Roujia, because he felt ashamed, he was obedient to Xie Roujia.This is the first time he has rejected Xie Roujia's request so resolutely.

Xie Roujia bit her lip, and before she had time to say anything, Zhou Yuyun stopped her: "I'll go back to Beijing by myself."

"Roujia, have some confidence in me. Okay?" Zhou Yuyun patted her head.

"If you don't come back in three months, I'll go to Beijing to find you."

"Okay." Zhou Yuyun looked at Xie Roujia's heavy face, and comforted her with a smile: "This is just our guess, maybe His Majesty will never want to summon me again because he sees that I don't know what to do."

Xie Roujia smiled cooperatively, but knew in her heart that this was impossible.

Judging from the footsteps of the herald, I am afraid that His Majesty sent someone here as soon as he took the throne.I can't stand it for a few days.

That's right, I have endured it for so long, and one day I will finally ascend to a high position, and there will be no more constraints hanging over my head, so I can't bear it even for a day.

One month later, the new messenger arrived in the south of the Yangtze River.

This time, it was no longer Tanhualang from before, but Zhou Yuyun's friend, Yang Zichen.

The two smiled wryly at each other.

After Yang Zichen read the imperial decree, Zhou Yuyun did not refuse this time, he did not want to hurt his friend.

He knelt down, bowed his head and said, "The grassroots accept the order."

Yang Zichen handed the imperial decree to Zhou Yuyun, and patted Zhou Yuyun on the shoulder: "I have always wanted to come to Jiangnan to find you, but who would have thought that it would be possible to come here this time with the help of His Majesty."

In front of so many people, it is natural not to show any dissatisfaction with His Majesty.

Yang Zichen dared to breathe a sigh of relief when only the two of them were left talking about the old days.

He knew very well in his heart that he was assigned this job not because the emperor trusted him, on the contrary, letting him come was just to constrain Zhou Yuyun and force him to accept the order and go to Beijing.Yang Zichen is sure that there must be His Majesty's eyeliner in the team.Maybe, other than him, everyone else is His Majesty's eyeliner.Along the way, he really drank his saliva carefully, for fear of being caught by something and causing Zhou Yuyun more trouble.

"Yu Yun, I must remind you that he is no longer the Seventh Prince." Yang Zichen said solemnly, "He is now the Emperor."

"I see."

"No, you don't understand. You don't have to rush to refute me." Yang Zichen reached out his hand to stop Zhou Yuyun's rebuttal, his eyes were clear, as if he had understood Zhou Yuyun's guilt and anxiety: "If you really understand, he will When the decree is issued, you should follow his will and go to the capital. Even if you don’t want to be an official, you should go to the capital in person to express your feelings to His Majesty.”

"Honestly, were you surprised when you saw me?" Yang Zichen asked.

Zhou Yuyun nodded with a wry smile: "Indeed."

"You never thought that he would send me here. You never thought that he would use your friends to threaten you." Yang Zichen said, "This is just the first step. Yuyun, sooner or later you will see his imperial mind. If You have been refusing to recognize the facts, and treated an emperor the same way you treated your younger brother. One day, you will be completely ruined by him."

Ten days later, the team arrived in the capital.

Zhou Yuyun originally planned to go back to the Zhou family in Kyoto, take a short rest, and then go to the palace to seek an audience.But as soon as the team arrived at the outskirts of the capital, they were stopped.

Zhou Yuyun met Lin Lun, his second acquaintance in Beijing.

Lin Lun looked the same as he did a few years ago except that his clothes had changed into the style of a chief eunuch. Even though he is now the chief eunuch next to the emperor, he still had the same smile on his face when facing Zhou Yuyun as before.

"Our family has met Mr. Zhou." Lin Lun even saluted him.

Zhou Yuyun avoided the ceremony with a wry smile against the astonished eyes of others: "Caomin can't afford the gift of Eunuch Lin."

Lin Lun pointed to the carriage behind him and said with a smile, "You deserve it. Master Zhou please please, the master is waiting for you in the palace."