"Well... okay, I won't ask any more questions. But... if you have any orders, I will do my best to obey." Wei Huangan looked at Meng Jingye with a smile.
Meng Jingye nodded gently and said, "The Blood Mang Ancient Land depends on you. After all, the saints are different from villains. They definitely want the Blood Mang Ancient Land to preserve life for the human race, but they will never exploit the people of the Blood Mang Ancient Land. However, the Blood Mang Ancient Land should still have residual Blood Mang power, and it is a new world, which is difficult for the saints to enter. It requires a university scholar or a great scholar to preside over the affairs of the Blood Mang. These people are the ones you should pay the most attention to."
"I'll keep it in mind." Wei Huangan nodded slightly.
"I have already handed over the Swallowed Sea Shell to Yang Yuhuan. Other matters have also been settled. I will take my leave now!" Meng Jingye said as he bowed and left quickly without waiting for Wei Huangan to return the greeting.
Wei Huangan watched Meng Jingye's back disappear outside the door, muttering to himself: "When the dust settles in the Blood Mang Ancient Land, I will repay Fang Xusheng for saving my life!"
Meng Jingye left the Chen family, got on the carriage, and held the official seal in his hand.
"Meng family Jingye has been blessed with the grace of education and life-saving by Fang Xusheng. We are unable to repay him. Now that Xusheng has passed away, we will launch the "Extermination of Rebellion" to repay him. Please allow my nephew to borrow the power of Meng family's "Tianren Pavilion" to select people to punish the rebellion."
"Can!"
Meng Jingye held the official seal in his hand, his eyes bright as stars in the dim carriage.
The back hall of Qingwu Prefecture.
Cai He sat blankly on the stone bench in the yard, looking at the clear sky in the distance, with slight redness and swelling in his eye sockets.
There was a piece of white cloth wrapped around Cai He's waist.
According to the custom of Shengyuan Continent, when a relative passes away, the descendants wear mourning clothes and the relative wraps white cloth around his waist.
The winter in the north is cold, but Cai He's heart is even colder.
Mrs. Cai held the cloak in her hand and gently draped it behind Cai He. She said softly, "My husband, everything is ready and you can go to the capital at any time."
"Madam, you said... Fang Xusheng really... left like this?" Cai He stared blankly ahead, his eyes seemingly unfocused.
Mrs. Cai's eyes were also red, and she said softly, "As he said in his poem, 'People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions. The moon waxes and wanes, and it is difficult to have everything perfect.' In the end, there will be birth, aging, sickness and death. Moreover, you also said before that Fang Xusheng narrowly escaped death when he went there."
"But... why do I always feel that I was still the county magistrate of Ji County yesterday? Why do I feel that Fang Yun just passed the examination? Why do I feel that the scene where Fang Yun gave me the "Ink Plum" happened yesterday? Why do I always feel that the ink of the poem "Early Walk in Ji County" is not dry yet? Why... the sound of the young scholar Fang Yun reading aloud always echoes in my ears?"
Cai He looked ahead, tears silently falling.
"My husband... Fang Xusheng has passed away." Madam Cai said as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.
"How could he die?" Cai He asked in a low voice.
"He is also a human being..." Mrs. Cai said softly.
"That's right, he is a human being, not a saint..." Cai He murmured. As he spoke, he stood up and said, "Madam, let's go back to Beijing."
"Yeah." Mrs. Cai said as she supported Cai He's arm.
The two walked a few steps, and Cai He said angrily: "Ji Zhibai is indeed sensible. He did not dare to take down the couplet written by Xu Sheng himself. Yesterday night, he ordered people to seal the ancestral hall in Tongshan with huge stones! It was not against etiquette, and it also saved Liushan's face. In a few decades, the ancestral hall will be completely gone. No one knows the origin of 'Green mountains are lucky to bury loyal bones, and white iron is innocent to cast treacherous ministers'."
"Alas... A new emperor appoints new ministers. When Fang Xusheng passed away, I had expected them to do this." Mrs. Cai said.
Cai He said: "The left prime minister's party has begun to counterattack. Take Qingwu Mansion for example, those low-ranking officials usually treat me with great respect, but starting from last night, they suddenly turned into loyal dogs of the left prime minister. I started a strict investigation and banned the academy from teaching books related to Fang Yun, whether it was Fang Yun or Fang Yun's poems and articles. All the texts related to Fang Yun in bookstores, studios and other places were smashed and confiscated, and word has been passed that everyone has three days to hand in the poems and articles related to Fang Yun at home. After three days. Everyone is allowed to report each other. Once the facts are verified, the family members will be banned from studying in Qingwu Mansion, doing business, and being officials, etc."
"This..." A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of Mrs. Cai, who had a very good temper.
Cai He continued, "Tonight, Qingwu Prefecture officials will transport all books related to Fang Yun to the north city gate and burn them outside the city gate. Not only in Qingwu Prefecture, but almost all parts of Mizhou will burn books tonight."
"unacceptable!"
"It's even more outrageous! Ji Zhibai arrived in Ning'an County last night. He even said that from today on, if there are any scholars who dare to support Fang Yun again, he will still not stop and will kill them all in the name of collaborating with the barbarians and treason!" Cai He said.
"Ah? Ji Zhibai actually dared to do such a thing?"
"Even if he had ten guts, he couldn't do it. At most, he could scare some people and then find an opportunity to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys. As for killing scholars, not to mention him, even a half-saint wouldn't do it."
Madam Cai was worried and said, "Won't those people in Ning'an County be in big trouble? Ji Zhibai was humiliated the most in Ning'an, and the people there admire Fang Xusheng the most."
"Alas... I can't protect myself now. Fortunately, I am Mr. Hechuan's disciple, otherwise, I would definitely be sent back to Beijing in a prison car. My master rarely drinks, but he was drunk last night, which shows how much of a blow Fang Xusheng's death has dealt to him. Some of my former classmates even speculated that my master was so disheartened that he might give up the position of Minister of Literature, completely leave Jingguo, and go to Liangjie Mountain."
"Alas..." Mrs. Cai could only sigh.
Cai He looked in the direction of Ning'an County and whispered, "Just bear with it for now, and wait for me to be promoted to Grand Secretary..."
There was a flash of cruelty and hatred in Cai He's eyes.
Ning'an County.
Liu Yu's eyes were empty as he allowed the bailiff to pull him forward.
The old man had shackles on his ankles, and when he walked, the chains slid across the ground, making a rattling sound.
Along the way, all the neighbors stood at the door and looked at Liu Yu. Except for a few people who were gloating, most people had grief and anger in their eyes.
Some people murmured.
"This bastard Ji Zhibai has lost all conscience!"
"Old Liu is such a good man. He was one of the most famous workers in the county workshop. He devoted his whole life to it, but in the end, he got nothing. All the benefits were taken away by those officials. Fortunately, Fang Xusheng came and said that it was a fair distribution. He gave Liu Yu a high position called 'General Manager of Ning'an County Workshop Affairs', and he received dividends every year."
"Yes. At that time, we all said that the stubborn old man finally met the blue sky. We were all convinced in our hearts."
"The most important thing is that the stubborn old man Liu Yu was on the Wen Bao! The Wen Bao also commented that only backward, ignorant and conscienceless government offices would publicize how hard and poor the hard-working and meritorious people are. Government offices that are truly conscientious and wise would reward these meritorious people, let them live a good life, publicize their wealth, and publicize that they not only get honors with their craftsmanship, but also get substantial benefits! The poverty of meritorious people is the incompetence and shamelessness of the government! I still remember these contents to this day. It is said that they are the original words of Fang Xusheng."
"However, this meritorious person was captured by Ji Zhibai..."
.(To be continued.)