Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

After this day, Xie Zhao keenly noticed a slight change in the way people around him looked at him.Many people looked at Xie Zhao as if they were looking at a poor guy, as if he was a pet dog who was favored by luck but was soon abandoned. This look made Xie Zhao very uncomfortable.

The Holy Majesty rejected the prince's proposal, and he stayed at Yushitai. Is there anything wrong with that?He has low qualifications and a young age. As the Holy One said, he really needs to be polished.

In this case, why do those people put on such a pity for him?

Qin Houde summoned Xie Zhao, and asked him directly: "Xie Zhao, I didn't give you a promotion, what do you think?"

Xie Zhao expressed his thoughts: "I think the Holy Majesty is right." He bravely met Qin Houde's eyes, and said seriously: "What's more, I believe that the Holy Majesty is always doing my best."

He did it for Xie Zhaohao?

Qin Houde looked at his eyes full of trust, and suddenly wanted to laugh.He patted Xie Zhao's shoulder and hummed: "You're right."

This is the best way to both Xie Zhao and him.

Perhaps moved by Xie Zhao's words, Qin Houde actually said something to Xie Zhao that an emperor should not say: "It is understandable for the prince to win you over. After all, you are indeed talented and knowledgeable. If there is no accident, the prince will also inherit the throne in the future."

After a pause, he raised his eyes to look at Xie Zhao, and said meaningfully: "But Xie Zhao, you'd better not get too close to the prince, no matter it is now or in the future. You must know that this court is the richest, most prestigious and The loneliest and cruelest place.”

Everything can be accommodated here, except for feelings.

Xie Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

For a moment, he wanted to ask: What about you and my father?What about you and Master Xu?What about you... and me?

But Xie Zhao saw the expression on Qin Houde's face, but felt that he couldn't say anything.

In his memory, Qin Houde is the emperor of Dayu, he is wise and martial, good at distinguishing right from wrong, he is the best king, and he is also the elder who loves him the most.

But now, when Xie Zhao went to see Qin Houde again, he felt that he had neglected too much in the past.Wrinkles have already crept up the corners of the eyes of the person in front of him. His eyes are firm and deep, but they are not as energetic as the young people. Even the roots of his temples are covered with snow.

Xie Zhao found out in a daze that Qin Houde had almost reached the age of knowing his wrongdoing after losing his status as the Ninth Five-Year Master.Even if he is in a high place, he can't escape the wind and rain of the years.

"Xie Zhao, you will understand in the end."

Qin Houde looked at him fixedly, and bent his lips into a smile: "You are suitable to be a censor—compared with other official positions, for you, being a censor at Yushitai is the best result."

Xie Zhao thought he was a smart person, but at this time, under Qin Houde's gentle gaze, he seemed to understand what he said.

Is he suitable to be a censor?

Xie Zhao suddenly had a question: What kind of official position is Yushi?

Xie Zhao went to ask Dou Shun: "Master Dou, what is your biggest feeling after being a doctor of imperial history for so many years?"

Dou Shun had vaguely guessed that Xie Zhao's question had something to do with the Holy Majesty's rejection of the Prince's proposal not long ago.

He comforted Xie Zhao: "Master Xie, don't listen to the rumors outside, the Holy Majesty must have done this for your own good."

Xie Zhaohui: "Lord Dou, don't worry, I am not bothered by that matter, and those people's gossip will not affect me." He said: "I really want to know what you think of the position of Yu Shi."

"What do you think?"

Dou Shun didn't think too much, and expressed his truest feelings from his heart: "Censor?" After a pause, he subconsciously said: "...does it count to deal with the aftermath of Mr. He all day long?"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Xie Zhao slightly complaining, and added: "Of course, after Mr. Xie came, I have more people to keep an eye on."

Xie Zhao didn't expect the fire to burn himself.

He smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly left the place of right and wrong: "Really?...Ha, haha, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, Mr. Dou, I'll take a step first."

After leaving, Xie Zhao went to He Fang and asked the same question.

Having been a censor for so many years, Mr. He has rich theoretical and practical experience. After hearing what Xie Zhao said, he immediately began to eloquently: "Of course the censor is important. Responsibility, so the person appointed as Yushi not only needs to be knowledgeable and talented, but also needs to be of noble character!"

Xie Zhao nodded again and again.

Yes, Mr. Ho, he has a noble character, so he dares to scold the prime minister and the emperor; he is erudite and talented, so the memorials to impeach the prime minister are all written smoothly and vividly.

The censors should indeed learn from Mr. He.

After Mr. He talked on and on for a stick of incense, his mouth was dry, and he was going to drink a cup of tea and continue to talk to Xie Zhao about his experience as a censor for many years.

Xie Zhao seized the opportunity and hurriedly asked the question he wanted to ask the most while Mr. He was drinking tea: "Mr. He, take a look at me. Do you think I am suitable to be a censor?" He changed the way of asking : "... Do you want to compare it with other official positions?"

Is this Xie Zhao being fooled by those old foxes like Lin Ying to go to Liubu, and doesn't want to stay in Yushitai anymore?

He Fang squinted his eyes, a little dissatisfied that Yushitai was taken over by the Six Departments: After all, outstanding talents are scarce these days, and Xie Zhao is indeed a rare courageous and talented young man. Zhao is also eloquent.

As a censor, being able to speak well is so important.

Facing Xie Zhao's expectant and nervous eyes, Mr. He, who has always been stingy with praise, reluctantly said: "Among the younger generation, Mr. Xie is the most suitable person to be a censor."

He straightened his face: "But Mr. Xie, don't forget to keep your heart. If one day Mr. Xie is greedy for profit, don't blame me for not thinking about the old love, and be the first to impeach Mr. Xie before the Holy One."

Xie Zhao suppressed a smile: "Master He, do we have an 'old relationship'?"

This kid will grab such a small place!

He Fang's eyes turned red, and he gave Xie Zhao a hard look: "It's just ordinary colleagues, Mr. Xie, don't think too highly of yourself." He coughed and rushed Xie Zhao out: "I have something to do, Mr. Xie, don't bother me here .”

Xie Zhao, who was intimidated by Mr. He every day, was not afraid, but resigned and left with a smile.

When leaving Yushitai in the evening, Xie Zhao went to see Pei Shaonan in Pei's mansion as promised—like many people, Pei Shaonan was also worried that Xie Zhao would be hurt by Qin Houde's decision, so he planned to talk to Xie Zhaonan. Have a long talk.

"We've known each other for so many years, do you think I'm such a sensitive person?"

Xie Zhao didn't plan to stay for long: "Don't worry, those people's gossip won't affect me." He and Pei Shaonan said directly: "If there is nothing else, I'll go back."

"Don't rush away."

Pei Shaonan grabbed his sleeve and said with a smile: "Actually, not only I want to see you today, but my father also wants to see you, so I asked you to come. You also know the relationship between our two families. He has been thinking about it since he returned to Beijing. looking at you, wanting to chat with you - are you staying with us for dinner tonight?"

Xie Zhao happened to want to ask Pei Shulin something, so he readily agreed after hearing Pei Shaonan's words.

After asking someone to go back and tell Bingwen that he would not go back for dinner tonight, Xie Zhao had dinner with Pei Shulin, Pei Shaonan and his son.None of the three had big appetites, and the two of them didn't need to be courteous, so the kitchen only prepared a few side dishes and some sake.

This was the first time Pei Shulin sat at the same table with Xie Zhao after returning to Beijing. He scrutinized Xie Zhao's eyebrows and eyes, and expressed emotion like many elders who saw Xie Zhao for the first time: "The eyebrows and eyes are really similar to Xie Yan. But you compare Your father should be more delicate, and his skin should be a little fairer—your father likes to wield knives and guns, and he has been exposed to the sun a lot, so his skin color will inevitably be darker than yours."

What kind of person is Xie Yan?

Xie Zhao has never met him, but he has heard of different people from different people: his grandfather said he was unruly but a qualified descendant of the Xie family; Master; and after arriving in the capital, Xie Zhao discovered that in the eyes of the people here, his father was General Xie who was loyal, loyal, and protected the country and the people.

Xie Zhao has always liked hearing about his father's deeds.

So that night, he asked a question that he had asked many times since he was sensible: "Master Pei, in your opinion, what kind of person is my father?"

"There are two Mr. Pei here—Azhao, if you don't mind, call me uncle in private."

Pei Shulin made fun of Xie Zhao.After Xie Zhao briskly called his uncle, he smiled heartily and answered Xie Zhao's question: "Xie Yan, in a certain way, is a smart but stubborn person."

He sighed: "It's not that he doesn't understand a lot of things, it's just that he tends to think in a positive way, but he doesn't know that there are too few people who can stay the same—there are too few people like him."

In the imperial court, a tendon is not a good word.

There was no smile on Xie Zhao's face.He felt a little uneasy in his heart, and asked unconsciously, "Uncle Pei, you...do you know how my father got there?"

He licked his dry lips and stared closely at Pei Shulin: "My grandfather said that my father suddenly fell ill on the way back to Beijing..."

"That's right."

Pei Shulin glanced at Xie Zhao hesitantly, but seeing Xie Zhao's stubborn expression, he chose to tell Xie Zhao everything he knew: "At that time, the Xie family's army won a great victory, and Beiyan retreated steadily. Everyone from the officials down to the common people cheered, and everyone on the road cheered. Everyone said that as long as Xie Yan and Xie Jiajun were around, the people of Dayu would never suffer from being displaced again. Who knows—”

Recalling the past, Pei Shulin's voice dropped a little.He is not a person who likes to drink, but at this time he downed a few glasses of wine, lowered his eyes not to look at Xie Zhao, and said with a wry smile: "I still remember when I saw your father off, I advised him to be careful, but he didn't care Smile, put your arms around my shoulders, let me wait for him to come back and give him a celebration drink..."

In fact, even today, when Pei Shulin talked to Xie Zhao about Xie Yan's death again, he still felt like a dream.He couldn't figure it out, how could Xie Yan, who was so lively, leave so suddenly?

Now that he is old, Xie Yan in his memory still looks like a cynical and handsome young man.

After that year, Pei Shulin never had the chance to see Xie Yan's old appearance again.

It turned out to be a sudden illness...

Xie Zhao couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment, the confusion and regret intertwined made it difficult for him to even pull the corners of his mouth.After a long silence, he asked in a low voice, "Uncle Pei, what disease does my father suffer from?"

Pei Shulin replied: "I found out later that a village that Xie Yan passed by when he returned to Beijing had a plague..."

He felt uncomfortable, and drank two more glasses of wine, with tears in his eyes: "He was famous in the first life, and he should have returned to Beijing Qingyun, why! Why... He worked so hard in Yanding, and now he has finally paid off his hardships." Seeing that Qingyun is about to go straight up, why... so..."

The sky is jealous of talents, and a beauty is unlucky, which has always been the most unsatisfactory thing.

But no, why is it so unlucky.

Xie Zhao thought of his grandfather's silent and melancholy face when he hugged his grandfather's thigh when he was young and asked "where is my father?"

He poured himself a glass of wine, just about to drink it down, but when the cold glass wall touched his lips, he suddenly stopped his movements.

What Pei Shulin said just now suddenly resounded like lightning in his mind.

Seeing that Qingyun is about to go straight up...

skyrocketing

Xie Zhao shivered, and suddenly became sober.

After dark, Pei Shaonan sent Xie Zhao back to Xueya Street.

He apologized to Xie Zhao: "Father and I were supposed to treat you well, but I didn't expect my father to be drunk and didn't talk to you much... I'm sorry."

Xie Zhao lowered his head absent-mindedly: "It's nothing, uncle is also thinking of my father. I should be the one apologizing. If I hadn't mentioned my father, uncle wouldn't be drinking like this."

Pei Shaonan smiled hoarsely: "I didn't expect my father to drink so lightly."

The autumn night wind blows on the face, bringing a bit of coolness.

Xie Zhao touched the cheeks that were a little hot from drinking, and suddenly asked Pei Shaonan nonchalantly, "Do you think my father really died of the plague?"

Such a healthy and lively person in the past did not fall on the battlefield, but on the way back to Beijing?

Xie Zhao really couldn't figure it out.

But if it wasn't for the plague, why would he have died?

Pei Shaonan's eyes deepened.

He turned his head to look at Xie Zhao, but he couldn't get a glimpse of Xie Zhao's expression, so he turned his head again and said in a low voice, "I don't know. Xie Zhao, we have no way of knowing."

It was impossible to bear to think about it.

The expected answer.Can't pick out mistakes, that's what Pei Shaonan would say.

Xie Zhao smiled, and asked another question with great interest: "What do you think of the position of Yushi?" Before Pei Shaonan could speak, he quickly said: "I want to hear your real thoughts. Pei Xiaoyi , don't fool me."

Pei Shaonan let out a long sigh, thinking that Xie Zhao was here to restrain him.

He smiled helplessly: "What's so bad about being a censor? You see, the censors supervise hundreds of officials, and even the holy majesty can impeach them. Whether it's impeaching the prime minister or the minister, you censors can all retreat completely. Except Yushi, are there any other officials in the capital who dare to do such a thing? And—"

"Besides," Xie Zhao said in a soft voice following his intentions, "It has been an unwritten rule not to kill officials throughout the ages."

In order to ensure that the censors have no worries, since the establishment of the Dayu Dynasty, very few reigning censors have been killed.

Even if the emperor wants to move the censor, he has to take risks. After all, who would want to leave a cruel image in the history books?It is precisely because he is the Son of Heaven that he cares more about face than ordinary people.

"So, the prince's proposal to promote me to work in the sixth department may not necessarily be to win me over."

Xie Zhao laughed at himself, "Maybe when I get to the sixth part, I'm afraid there will be a lot of things that will jump out of me within a few months, and I won't give up until I'm scolded back to Jiangnan."

You know, it is much easier to find the fault of an ordinary official than to find the fault of a censor.

"I would venture to guess that the Holy Majesty insisted on letting you go to Yushitai, perhaps to protect you."

Pei Shaonan said, "Azhao, the Holy Majesty really doesn't want you to be hurt."

This is true love, but is this kind of love really good for him?

Xie Zhao was a little confused.

Under Pei Shaonan's surprised gaze, Xie Zhao suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Pei Shaonan, forcing Pei Shaonan to stop and stand where he was.Xie Zhao turned around and met Pei Shaonan's eyes.

The moonlight was shining all over his body, Xie Zhao stood where he was, he looked into the depths of Pei Shaonan's eyes, and asked: "If you were given a choice, Pei Xiaoyi, to work in the Sixth Department or to go to Yushitai, what would you choose?"

Pei Shaonan avoided talking about it: "Everything is a foregone conclusion. I am already in the Ministry of Officials. Ah Zhao, your question is meaningless."

Xie Zhao tightened his face and pursed his lips to look at him: "Don't care if it makes sense, just tell me your answer."

This man is really...

Pei Shaonan had nothing to do with Xie Zhao, he sighed softly: "I still want to stay in the official department."

Xie Zhao finally laughed, and was still in the mood to tease him: "Why did you stay in the Ministry of Officials? Yushi will not be killed."

I can't say more, I've said enough tonight.

Pei Shaonan glanced at Xie Zhao, stopped the topic in time, spared Xie Zhao and walked forward: "It's late at night, you should go back and rest quickly, instead of asking some useless questions here."

Xie Zhao was satisfied enough to get his answer.

He turned around and followed Pei Shaonan's pace, walking side by side to Xueya Street.

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