Chapter 790: We Should Forge Ahead Bravely
A stream of water came towards him head-on, and the wet nurse saw it and hurried over to help.
"Don't move!" Jiang Qingzhi shouted softly, then lowered the child a little, and the urine poured onto his chest and abdomen.
Only after the child had finished peeing did Jiang Qingzhi say, "The child is ignorant and unconscious at the moment, so don't scare him."
The nurse thought, is this really true?
Li Tian couldn't help laughing, "I was worried that my husband would be a strict father, but I never thought he would be more gentle than a loving mother like me."
"This is my son!" Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help but kiss the child on the cheek. The child subconsciously moved his head as if he was disgusted.
The couple felt a little strange when they met after a long separation. Jiang Qingzhi sat beside the bed and asked about the delivery. Gradually, the atmosphere became harmonious.
The wet nurse understood the situation and took the child out.
"How is Your Majesty?" Li Tian asked.
"I thought you wouldn't ask." Jiang Qingzhi smiled. Li Tian said, "There are rumors flying everywhere outside, and the good news comes out like bad news."
"People's hearts are unpredictable, just do your own thing," said Jiang Qingzhi.
"My husband hasn't said anything yet!" Li Tian said angrily.
"Your Majesty, it's still that Your Majesty!"
Jiang Qingzhi was relieved to know that everything was fine, but he felt exhausted, "I'll go take a shower first."
"Hey!"
Li Tian wanted to call him, but then she held back.
She sat there, murmuring, "Your Majesty is still the same Your Majesty?"
The Taoist priest is still the same Taoist priest.
The news of Jiang Qingzhi's return to Beijing spread quickly everywhere.
Xia Yan, who was drinking with an old friend and trying to get information, suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going back first."
The old friend said, "Hey! Why are you in such a hurry? We agreed not to go home until we are drunk!"
Xia Yan said, "Some other day."
The old friend stopped him and said, "You asked those people how they were going to deal with Xin'an Lane before. Why didn't you wait for me to explain it in detail?"
Xia Yan said, "Qingzhi is back, what else should I worry about?"
"Are you so confident in that boy?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you afraid that if you follow him, the emperor will be suspicious of you? You should know that you almost lost your head back then. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Besides, you can't make the same mistake twice, right?"
"Afraid, not afraid either."
"Why?"
Xia Yan simply sat down, took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes, and said: "At that time, I was worried that the emperor would be suspicious. For my own selfish reasons, I wanted to hold on to power for a long time. But now, I..."
Xia Yan drank it all in one gulp and handed the empty glass over. His old friend glared at him but still poured him a glass of wine.
"You know, before we set out on this expedition, Qingzhi and I had a night talk, saying that we would definitely win this battle."
"He is indeed a famous coach. His confidence is impressive." The old friend sighed and pushed the wine glass in front of Xia Yan.
Xia Yan said, "I want to ask how to deal with His Majesty's suspicion. Do you know what he said?"
"Don't show off!"
"If you only care about the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of good or bad luck?"
The old friend was shocked. "Is this boy really like this? He would not avoid the country because of good fortune or disaster. He is so majestic and respectful. I didn't like this boy much, but now I want to meet him and drink with him!"
"I live in Xin'an Lane. At first I was ashamed to go back to my hometown, but later I went back for that boy..." Xia Yan said softly, "He has a dream, and that dream touched me."
"What dream?"
"Let the Ming Dynasty stand at the top of the world!"
Xia Yan looked at his old friend, "He not only talks, but also does it seriously. I watched him run around, watched him work hard, watched him go against Confucianism for this. I am so ashamed!"
"You are ashamed..." The old friend was stunned, "Xia Yan, you are actually ashamed?"
"Yes." Xia Yan said: "When I think back to what I did back then, how much of it was for the public good and how much of it was for my own benefit?
Take Lu Bing for example. If he had been acting for the public good back then, I should have reported the evil deeds he committed to Your Majesty instead of using them to blackmail him.
If I ask myself honestly, as the Prime Minister, I feel ashamed to Your Majesty and to the world.
I was dismissed from office and was full of complaints to Your Majesty, but later I thought carefully and realized that this was karma, the retribution for my abuse of public power for personal gain. Heaven has eyes and never spares anyone.
Therefore, I should have died a worthy death. But I was saved by Qingzhi's help. It shows that the heaven thinks that I am still useful. In this case, I will use this broken body to assist that kid, and fight for this Ming Dynasty, for this world...!"
After Xia Yan left, the old friend sat there alone, drinking by himself.
After a long time, an official came in and bowed his head and said, "Prince."
The old friend glanced at the official and asked, "What are you doing here?"
The official said respectfully, "That person came again to ask, saying that he was going to impeach Jiang Qingzhi and asked if the prince had the impeachment letter."
The old friend narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell them that I have nothing to do with this matter!"
The official was startled, "Prince, this is what we agreed on..."
"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"
"I dare not." The official whispered, "If they are dissatisfied and question me, how should I respond?"
The old friend picked up the wine glass and said, "Tell them that from now on, I and they...are not on the same path, so we cannot work together!"
"Prince!" The official looked up at his old friend in disbelief, "You...you want to break with them?"
The old friend nodded and waved his hand, "Go!" After the official left, the old friend chanted softly: "If it is beneficial to the country, life and death are not important, why should we avoid it because of good fortune or disaster. If it is beneficial to the country, life and death are not important, why should we avoid it because of good fortune or disaster... Xia Yan is so old, and he actually chose this path, for the country and the people. What about me? What is my path?"
The old friend drank it all in one gulp and paused heavily on the glass.
"If I hear the truth in the morning, I am willing to die in the evening! This is what Xia Yan wants to say to me! I am happy to hear the truth, and I will act on it. If it is beneficial to the country, I will live and die regardless of it. If it is beneficial to the country, I will live and die regardless of it... Come on, someone."
The attendant came in, and the old friend ordered, "Go to Xin'an Lane and tell Xia Yan that if he has anything to say, just ask. Remember, this is about the uncle in Xin'an Lane!"
"Yes."
Xia Yan hurried back to the Bo's residence and asked, "Where is Qingzhi?"
"He said he was asleep." Fucheng said with a smile.
Ever since Jiang Qingzhi came back, the atmosphere in the entire Bo Mansion has changed.
The servants were all beaming, even Fu Cheng, whose wrinkles seemed to have been smoothed out as they smiled.
"Master!"
Sun Chonglou came out in a hurry, holding a bundle in his hand. "This is what I bought for you."
Fu Cheng was a little surprised, "You kid... actually bought a gift?"
Sun Chonglou was used to being carefree, scratched his head and said: "It was the young master who said...fathers and sons should care about each other, otherwise..."
"What else?" Fu Cheng was extremely happy.
"Otherwise there will be no jerky next time."
"I will beat you!"
"Ow!"
Xia Yan had a smile on his face and was in a good mood.
He went to the outer study and began to write a letter.
The letter was written to several old friends from that time...Xia Yan didn't have many friends, but they were close friends.
——After this great victory, Altan will have no time to worry about other things for several years. If there is no major threat from outside, Your Majesty will be determined to reform. At present, the Ming Dynasty has a lot of things to be rebuilt, and such a good situation...
Xia Yan looked up and thought carefully about what words to use. After thinking for a while, he started writing.
——We should move forward courageously...
Yan Song enjoyed the treatment of being the center of attention in the army. Wherever he went, he always attracted a large crowd of people. Except for the fact that some people cheered for Long Weber, which made him a little embarrassed, this trip back to the capital was perfect.
"Motosuke!"
Not long after we set out in the afternoon, an envoy from the capital arrived.
The envoy was sent by Yan Shifan. Zhao Wenhua looked around and felt itchy, but the envoy stared at him and was quite rude.
Yan Shifan looked down on Zhao Wenhua, thinking that he was a villain who rose to power by flattering his father. Yan Shifan was domineering, so he was not very friendly to Zhao Wenhua. Even his people were dismissive of Zhao Wenhua.
Zhao Wenhua coughed dryly and said, "Foster father, I'm going to the back to check on the baggage."
This is in the territory of the Ming Dynasty. What’s so good about the baggage?
Yan Song nodded and said gently, "You can go to the front later."
It is a good job to serve as the vanguard for the triumphant army. Local officials will compete to flatter you, and those who want to join Yan's party will also be offered benefits.
Zhao Wenhua was deeply moved by his adoptive father's thoughtfulness, but he turned around and sneered, "One-eyed dragon, you are so arrogant... Do you dare to go after Jiang Qingzhi?"
The envoy said to Yan Song alone: "Prince, what the young elder meant is that the triumphant return of the army is an opportunity. If we can show the courage and responsibility of the prime minister in personally going to the battlefield, I think we can win over many people."
"Hmm!" Yan Song pondered, and the messenger whispered, "The young minister said that the opportunity cannot be missed! If you miss this opportunity, those people will use various methods to discredit you. At that time, it will be difficult to win people's hearts."
Yan Song asked: "How is the capital?"
The messenger said, "Before I left the capital, rumors about Xin'an Lane were endless. In addition, Your Majesty did not express his position in the Western Garden, which aroused many people to make moves."
The envoy left Beijing before the victory report arrived. After learning about the great victory on the way, he could not help but sigh that Jiang Qingzhi had a bad fate.
"It is said that it would be best if Jiang Qingzhi could neither win nor lose."
Yan Song said, "Go back and tell Donglou that I know about this matter."
"Then what the elder said... please forgive me." The messenger smiled bitterly. "The young elder said that I should know the intention of the prime minister before returning."
Yan Shifan knew that his father was afraid of Emperor Jiajing. The triumphant return of the army would win over the hearts of the people. Yan Song would certainly be wary and would not dare to act.
Yan Song sighed, "Go back and tell Donglou that Jiang Qingzhi returned to the capital alone. If I were to show off in public, what would happen to His Majesty? But this matter... I will consider it carefully."
"Yes." The messenger said helplessly, and then said goodbye.
The staff came over immediately. Yan Song did not hide the matter. Shen Jun pondered. Zhang Yuan said, "Prime Minister, I think what the young cabinet minister said is very true."
"Hmm?" Yan Song raised his eyes. Zhang Yuan said, "After this battle, Jiang Qingzhi's reputation will be at its peak. Whether he likes it or not, those people will push him to compete with us for power. We will have one more opponent from now on. With more opponents, we will also need more helpers."
Shen Jun nodded, "Prime Minister, the current situation is very good! How can we miss it?"
There was a town ahead. Yan Song looked up and saw dozens of officials standing outside the city gate and countless civilians on both sides.
"Wan Sheng!"
The people were cheering.
The officials bowed.
"We are waiting to welcome the Prime Minister!"
Yan Song's heart suddenly started beating faster.
He said softly: "Such a good situation, we should move forward bravely!"
(End of this chapter)
