"Does Lord Qin want to … resign and return to his hometown?"
Qin Shiyu sighed. "This is the only way to appease His Majesty. I have no other choice. Lord Qi, as the Minister of Transmission, I'll have to trouble you with this memorial."
"Why don't you reconsider?"
"I've made up my mind. Lord Qi, you don't have to persuade me anymore."
"If that's the case, then fine. I'll submit the memorial tomorrow." Lord Qi was reluctant and tugged at his sleeve. "When do you plan to leave, Lord Qin?"
Qin Shiyu walked to the door with his hands clasped behind his back. He stared at the lantern hanging in the corner of the hall for a few seconds before turning his gaze back to the dark night sky.
He pondered for a moment before replying, "Probably in the next few days."
"Lord Qin, once you leave, I don't know when we'll meet again."
He smiled and turned sideways. "I'm getting on in years, it's a good time to return to my hometown. But Lord Qi, you have to be careful in the capital!" Lord Qi nodded. "I understand." As he spoke, he walked to Qin Shiyu's side and worriedly said, "However, I'm afraid that the Emperor's actions in the court will soon reach Prince Rong's ears. With Prince Rong's temperament, he will definitely return to the capital. When that time comes, there will be a storm in the court.
Lord Qin, how are you going to control the situation? "
Worry!
But …
Lord Qin frowned. "In fact, I've already sent someone to Prince Rong's estate to inform Lu Jiang to send a letter to inform Prince Rong that he doesn't need to return."
"Oh?" "Although the Emperor has kept the court in check, at least he didn't harm the innocent. The new officials selected are all virtuous and not corrupt. In the future, as long as they are used well, they will be able to support the country. As the saying goes, a new Emperor brings in new officials. The late Emperor has passed away, and the new Emperor has ascended the throne.
Naturally, Prince Rong will understand the reason behind this. If he enters the capital because of this matter, the consequences will be unthinkable. "
Lord Qi nodded in understanding. "Lord Qin is still the most thoughtful." Now, although Prince Rong's clique had been replaced, Wei Yi still retained his conscience and was determined to be a wise ruler. Therefore, he did not appoint treacherous courtiers and promoted officials based on their moral character. However, he was suspicious and did not like disloyal court officials. It was reasonable for him to replace them one by one.
If he chose to return to the capital to reason with them, it would only make it seem like he was hiding something. It would also prove that Jing Rong indeed had the intention to secretly control the imperial court and control the emperor as a puppet.
At that time, even if Jing Rong did not have the intention, Wei Yi would not have thought so.
Therefore, Yu Dali was right. Jing Rong's return to the capital was undoubtedly suicide.
Not returning to the capital was the wisest choice.
Qin Shiyu said in a deep voice, "If you want to pacify the hearts of the people, the best way is to avoid them."
Late at night, it was drizzling.
Lord Qi didn't stay for long to prevent others from gossiping. After bidding farewell, he carried Qi Li, who was tired from playing, back.
The next day, he delivered the memorial that Qin Shiyu had given him to the Emperor.
Wei Yi flipped through the 'resignation letter' in his hand. It was densely packed with words. There were three reasons for his resignation.
First, Qin Shiyu was deeply guilty of the transfer and did not have the face to continue holding this position.
Second, he was old and his body was not feeling well. He wanted to return to his hometown to enjoy his old age.
Third, he was no longer in the mood to manage the imperial court. The younger generation should step aside.
These three points were stated clearly and clearly.
It was the same as the three doubts he listed when he overturned the verdict of the Imperial Duke. They were well-founded and the late emperor could not refute them.
Today's three points were also well-founded and the new emperor could not refute them.
Wei Yi's eyes became moist after he finished reading. Finally, he wrote the word 'approved' on the paper. At the same time, he added another sentence, 'Do not go home!
Do not go home! '
He closed the memorial and handed it to Lord Qi.
"On the day Lord Qin leaves the capital, send him off on my behalf."
Lord Qi replied, "This subject obeys Your Majesty."
Wei Yi said regretfully, "Lord Qin has devoted himself to the imperial court all these years. Although I am reluctant to see him return to his hometown, I cannot refute his wishes. I know that Lord Qin has always been fond of exotic plants. A few days ago, I happened to obtain a macadamia. When you leave the palace later, pass it to him on my behalf."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lord Qi held the memorial and cupped his hands. "This subject shall take his leave."
He retreated and was about to leave.
"Wait!"
Wei Yi called out to him.
Lord Qi's expression was calm. He stood in place with his head lowered. His hands, which were inside his lapels, could not help but grip his clothes tightly. At this moment, he wished that the Emperor would demote him and bring his son back to his hometown to be a county magistrate.
Unfortunately, Wei Yi had a smile on his face. "Lord Qi, you have been in the imperial court for more than half a year. The Office of Transmission has been orderly under your management. The memorials sent to me are not of all kinds, nor have they screened out the good ones. Lord Qi's contributions are evident! With you by my side to share my worries, I am very at ease.
I hope Lord Qi will continue to serve the imperial court in the future. I will not mistreat you. "
Many praises!
Lord Qi felt as if a stone was pressing down on his heart.
Why don't you scold me or hit me!
Why don't you dismiss me!
What does this praise mean?
Lord Qi could only accept it. He bowed and said, "This subject will do his best to share Your Majesty's worries."
"With Lord Qi's words, I am relieved."
Lord Qi came out of the imperial palace with a lush pot of macadamia in his hands. The flower was bright red and looked very similar to a rose. However, its petals were not thin and soft. Instead, they were fleshy and wrapped around each other. Although the flower was beautiful, it did not have any smell. Instead, the large green leaves emitted a faint fragrance when blown by the wind.
It smelled like milk and bees. It rushed into the nose and refreshed the mind.
He did not personally deliver the approved memorial and the pot of macadamia to Qin Manor. Instead, he sent someone to deliver it.
Two days later, Qin Shiyu left the capital.
He sat in the carriage with the pot of macadamia beside him.
This time, he had taken off the official robe he had worn for decades and retired from the bureaucracy. Fame and fortune were gone, and he would return to ordinary life. But in the end, there was still gain and loss, so there was no need to sigh.
The carriage had already arrived outside the city. The weather was good today, and there was a light breeze.
He opened the curtains, and the light from outside seeped in. It was warm.
He looked up at the dark blue sky and took a deep breath.
There was a smile on his face.
It was exceptionally relaxed.
He said, "Don't ride the horse home. An old horse knows the way."
Suddenly —
"Thump!"
The carriage seemed to hit a large rock. It shook violently and came to an abrupt stop.
Qin Shiyu's body couldn't help but slam backwards. His back hurt, and he leaned forward again, almost falling off the carriage.
At the same time —
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