Three years after marrying Princess

Jiang Weiren and being demoted back to Jiangling, she was finally transferred back to the capital.

When he left Beijing, he was alone. Now he has a wife and family by his side when he returns to Beijing. His mother died of illness the year before. In just three years, things have really changed.

He was able to return to Beijing because he was appreciated by Cai Yongfu. Today's court situation is no longer what it was three years ago. Since the death of Mr. Yan Ge, Cai Yong has slowly eliminated party officials from the front yard, except for a few "Jiang Weiren" For those who understand current affairs, even heavy investment is nothing more than hard support.

Yan Qing returned to the capital after her father passed away. In the past, Yan's house was full of people, and many people in the court wanted to get close to Mr. Yan Ge. Now she is the only orphan left. When mentioning the Yan family, many people have been mentioned. People forget about it.

In such a huge capital, some people may never meet again in their lifetime, let alone if they deliberately avoid it. After he returned to the capital, he never passed by the Yan Mansion again, and the memories related to the Yan family seemed to be sealed in dust.

Unexpectedly, I would hear news about her again from someone else.

That day, he and Zhao Shu were drinking together. During the chat, Zhao Shu sighed: "Mr. Yan Ge's daughter is really pitiful!"

He was a little absent-minded, but suddenly he raised his head when he heard the words "Mr. Yan Ge". What did you say?"

"You don't know?" Zhao Shu asked unexpectedly, "Shen Zhu went to Prince Ning's house to propose marriage not long ago, and he will soon become Prince Ning's son-in-law."

Prince Ning is Shizong's cousin, and he not only holds military power. , and was even more respected by Emperor Shizong. Whenever important matters were undecided, he would consult with King Ning.

In Zhao Shu's memory, Jiang Weiren had always shown emotion and anger, and this was the first time he saw a look of shock on his face, as if the ice was cracking.

"Many people know that Lord Shen was engaged to be married to the daughter of Yan Ge's hometown. Miss Yan's parents and brothers passed away one after another, and the marriage was delayed because of the filial piety period. Seeing that she will have to complete her filial piety next year, this At that time, the Shen family regretted their marriage...

"The Yan family has been defeated now, and she has lost her age because of her filial piety. It will not be easy to choose her husband's family in the future..." After

drinking the wine in the glass, Zhao Shu saw Jiang Weiren. He said nothing and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"However, it is not unreasonable for Shen Zhu to do this. In the past, Mr. Yan Ge treated him as his own son. He was able to take charge of the Ministry of War at such an age. How many names did he have? People are jealous, but now that he is in such a difficult situation in the court, he naturally wants to climb to a high branch like Prince Ning's Mansion. "

"reason? "Jiang Weiren suddenly spoke up and sneered, "What's the point of being ungrateful..."

Zhao Shu had never seen him like that before. His voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were cold, as if he had suppressed hatred.

After separation from Zhao Shu, , Jiang Weiren ordered the driver to turn around. He drove in the direction he said and drove to a large mansion. The plaque in front of the door also had the word "Yan Mansion" written on it.

He only let the driver get out of the car. Waiting not far away, the coachman thought that his lord was going in to visit the owner of the house, but he looked at his slender back, standing quietly in the night for

no apparent reason . , with a bit of loneliness.

The night wind was very cold, and Jiang Weiren's thin clothes were blown by the cool wind, as if the cold chill could make him sober.

No one knew what kind of anger was burning in his chest . , that hatred was like returning to Jiangling when he rushed to Prince Cheng's mansion desperately after hearing the news of his father's death.

Shen Zhu...

He had endured the pain and actually gave her up to such a person. He thought that letting go would fulfill her happiness, but it turned out that he

had misjudged the person. But what he hated more than Shen Zhu

was how he had the heart to push her away...

until. In the middle of the night, Xue Shifang waited until the driver at home brought Jiang Weiren back. She stayed awake, just waiting for him.

She knew that he went out with Zhao Shu, and he often had entertainment, but she had never come back so late. She knew how drunk Jiang Weiren was and how much he drank to be like this.

Xue Shifang helped Jiang Weiren back to the main room and let him lie down on the couch. She went to get hot water, but when she entered the room, she saw him holding an arm across his forehead, as if to block the dazzling light, but the candle in the room was obviously only lit with a dark yellow one, and

she was soaked . She wrung out the handkerchief, gently raised his arm, and wiped his cheek. He remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep. But when she walked out with the basin, she heard his drunken whisper behind her.

"I'm useless..." He lay on the bed, closing his eyes and murmuring in an almost inaudible voice. Unlike

what the outside world expected, Yan Qing was unusually calm and calm when he learned the news

. The sadness she felt was because she remembered her mother's instructions before she passed away. If her mother was alive in heaven, she would probably be sad if she found out.

As for herself, she has nothing to think about now. She is alone and living her whole life. ,

Shen Zhu still came to see her, and he had to give her this explanation in person.

"Qing'er, I can't help you. "

He looked at her at first, but the next moment, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he lowered his head.

"You know, after your father passed away, the Academy Party completely collapsed. If you want to inherit your father's legacy, I can't do it alone... ...Only by making myself strong and able to withstand the wind and rain can I revitalize the Yuan Party and finally defeat the Cai Party. "

"I know. "Yan Qing answered quietly.

After her parents passed away, her temperament changed drastically. Her whole person became cold and cold, and she no longer showed any joy or anger.

"Chen Zhu, I have known you for many years, and I ask myself how much I understand you better than others. Yes, you have your ambitions, but your father has passed away and there is no legacy. From now on, you go your own way. Your success or failure has nothing to do with anyone else, and it has nothing to do with my father or the Yan family. "

Chen Zhu raised his eyes to meet hers. Her eyes were as calm as water, with a little sadness in them, but no hint of resentment.

He had thought that she would hate him and blame him, but he was willing to bear it no matter what.

But he never thought that it would be like this. In the 20th year of Chenghua, Yan Lan's body was buried in the capital. In the corridor of Yan's mansion that year, he had watched her being taken into the arms of another person countless times

.

, he felt lucky when he thought of that scene. He was the one who had been with her for more than ten years, wasn't he? But was the relationship really related to the time of meeting? Until this moment, looking at her eyes looking at him, it was so clear. It clearly revealed her heart.

The person in her heart was indeed not herself.

That was fine, as it might offset some of the debt to her...

In the winter of the 23rd year of Chenghua, Jiang Weiren was appointed as the head of Longxi Road. The governor of Ganzhou left Beijing and became a high-ranking official in the border areas.

There was an unwritten rule in the court that all these governors and governors would leave their families in Beijing, and Jiang Weiren was no exception

when he left . He was not allowed to return to the capital. The conditions outside the customs were so difficult. As for him, he brought an attendant with him. This was probably the most shabby governor in this dynasty...

Xue Shifang didn't show it on his face, but he was extremely worried in his heart. When packing, I was careful and careful, but I was afraid it wasn’t thorough enough.

Before leaving, many ministers in the court wanted to practice for him, but he declined them one by one. Zhao Shu said that he still had the same bad moral character and did not like to make friends with his colleagues. He smiled and said nothing, and he had seen too many people. .

The night before departure, the concierge said that someone was coming to visit. He chose to come at night, naturally because he didn't want to attract attention.

When we walked outside the house, we saw that there was indeed just a flat-headed carriage outside. The boy opened the curtain, and the man who came out was wearing a thick black cloak. He seemed to be a little weak and coughed a few times.

Jiang Weiren stepped forward, welcomed the person into the house, and then said, "Why is the prince here?"

The person who came was none other than the King of England, Zhao Chun. Since Jiang Weiren returned to Beijing, he had only secretly exchanged letters with him, and there was no trace of anything on the surface. No intersection.

Zhao Chun had been suffering from illness, and it was cold in the winter night. Jiang Weiren did not expect that he would come in person.

The two sat down in the main hall. There were not many servants in his mansion, and he didn't want his servants to see Zhao Chun, so he turned them away.

"Of course it will come," Zhao Chun said slowly, "otherwise, I really don't know if you and I will have a chance to meet again..."

"Why did His Highness say this?" Jiang Weiren asked in shock.

Zhao Chun smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, the dragon is ill now. If there is a day when the dragon takes over Bintian and the prince ascends the throne, I, the prince, should not care about it. After all, I will not stay in the capital anymore. The country will be like a queen." If you stay in the fiefdom for the rest of your life and are not allowed to return to the capital, you and I will naturally never see each other again. "

The princes in this dynasty all went to the country of the fiefdom to die. Of course, there were exceptions in every dynasty, such as Prince Ning in the previous dynasty. Zhao Chun, the British king of the dynasty. When Zhao Chun was granted the title, because of his Majesty's preference and pity for his frailty, he was granted the title of "not an official".

Now Zhao Chun said that he might not be able to return to Beijing in the future. This is still the best ending. Since ancient times, the Tian family has been ruthless, and the prince has always regarded his brothers and sisters as enemies. Whether he can keep Zhao Chun alive in the future is a matter of two minds. Zhao Chun is also worried Knowing full well, he sighed, "You have unparalleled talents, but you are secretly interested in following me."

"Your Majesty, with the protection of God, will naturally have a long life, so that day will come. Before the outcome is determined, there is no need for Your Highness to belittle yourself. "Jiang Weiren said calmly, "If your highness is a trustworthy minister and waits for the opportunity, the clouds will clear and the sun will shine."

In this year, Jiang Weiren went to Ganzhou to take office in the bitter cold wind of winter.

Ganzhou is far outside the Pass and adjacent to other countries in the west, especially the Liang Kingdom in the west. It has repeatedly caused nuisance and the governor took charge of military affairs. As soon as Jiang Weiren left, he reorganized the defense and fought several battles with Xiliang, which shocked the countries in the west.

In the second year, Emperor Shizong issued an order to concurrently serve as the Protector of Anxi and command hundreds of thousands of troops.

It is rare for a scholar to lead an army, but Jiang Weiren fought really well in those battles in Ganzhou, and his name was well known both inside and outside the customs. The common people called him "General White Robe".

But even far away from the customs, secret documents from Beijing, especially from the East Palace, were delivered to him.

Sejong's condition is getting worse and worse, but the prince's dependence on the other side's scholars is getting deeper and deeper. Storms are about to rise and rain is about to come, but he is far away in the west, beyond his reach.

In the summer of the 24th year of Chenghua, the Liang Kingdom invaded the country with heavy troops. Jiang Weiren led the garrison under the Anxi Protectorate to fight and won the biggest victory since Emperor Shizong ascended the throne. Emperor Emperor Shizong ordered him to go to Beijing in person to receive the title and reward.

He and his entourage rushed from Ganzhou to the capital and walked to Qingzhou, where they stayed in a post station.

During the meal, several people at the next table must have come from the capital and were talking about recent major events in the imperial capital.

One of them suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that His Royal Highness is getting married in the next two days."

Usually someone would send news from the capital to Ganzhou, but this time he went to the imperial capital and had been on the road for ten days. The news is naturally unknown.

He listened attentively to the conversation at the next table and heard another person laugh: "Come on, who doesn't know that His Royal Highness married a princess many years ago."

"But the princess died young. This time, she married the step-mother. " "

Now everyone is saying that the day when the Crown Prince ascends the throne is not far away. When the new emperor ascends the throne, the future of His Royal Highness is uncertain. It would be foolish for anyone to rush to marry into the Prince of England's palace at this time. "..."

"It's good if the King of England is willing to marry," the man joked, "I wonder if you still remember, the young lady from Yan Yongnian's hometown in Yange who didn't get out of the cabinet..."

The man didn't say anything. He had already put down his chopsticks, and the entourage saw Mr. Jiang's body suddenly stiffen up, his face looked very bad, and he sat in silence without saying a word.

The conversation there continued, "Is this the one whose engagement was annulled by Mr. Shen of the Ministry of War? I know that Mr. Yan Ge lost power, and she was annulled again. No one in the capital was willing to marry her, and she was about to become an old girl. Although She is a step-brother, but she is a serious princess at least, which is good!"

After saying this, Jiang Weiren had already stood up. Several followers had never seen him look like that, and they didn't dare to speak for a while, only to see him go upstairs and enter the room. , the followers looked at each other.

After a while, the door was suddenly kicked open from the inside, and Jiang Weiren walked out with a serious expression.

Mr. Jiang is usually a humble and polite person, but he never panics even when heavy troops from the Liang Kingdom are approaching. Never has he ever been so violent. Several of his followers followed him, and they saw him rushing straight towards Wanhe.

As he was getting on his horse, several people rushed up to grab the horse's bridle (pèi) and persuaded him: "Sir, it's already dark now. No matter how hurried you are, you have to rest for a night and start again tomorrow!"

Jiang Weiren sipped his lips. He held the riding whip between his lips, and those people thought he had changed his mind. Unexpectedly, he said calmly: "I'll go first, and you can set off tomorrow."

After saying that, he took the reins, swung the whip directly, and rushed into the place. In the night.

He kept racing like that and didn't arrive until the dusk of the second day. He seemed to be in a daze. He was galloping on the streets of Beijing, almost knocking over pedestrians several times, but he didn't care, just like that. He rushed to the door of Yan's mansion.

There was no need to go up and knock on the door. The ground outside the door was red, the remnants of the firecrackers. No need to ask, the wedding team had already left.

He turned the horse's head and rushed towards the Prince of England's Mansion, his mind going blank along the way. When he arrived at the Prince of England's Mansion, night had fallen and the servants in the Prince's Mansion were seeing off guests.

Yes, according to the old custom in Beijing, the wedding ceremony will be held at noon. At this time, all the guests who came have left one after another.

It was too late after all...

He rode on horseback and looked at the gate of the palace from a distance. The big red lantern with the word "happy" on it seemed to make people's eyes sore and swollen, and it looked like someone's sad and beautiful face. of blood color.

The color of heart blood.

I don't know how long it took before he finally felt like he had some strength in his body. He grabbed the horse's reins and turned around to leave. There were few pedestrians in the Imperial Capital at night, especially in the streets and alleys where the palace was located. Ordinary people did not dare to set foot. At this moment, he was the only one in the huge street, and he could only hear the clatter of horse hooves in his ears.

He is confused. Even if he catches up, so what if he stops her? After that, he has a wife, so he is not qualified to take care of her for the rest of his life.

It's funny to say that he can carry the continuous flames of war in the west and protect the safety of millions of people in Longxi, but he can't promise her a future.

Not knowing where he was going, he loosened the reins and let the horse walk slowly, until suddenly the back of his hand felt cold. When he looked down, he saw that it was a drop of water falling on the back of his hand.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand and touched the corners of his eyes. There were no tears. He raised his head in panic and felt heavy raindrops hitting his cheeks.

There are always showers in summer. It seems like it just starts falling in a flash, and soon it becomes a downpour, pouring down like a torrent.

A pale smile appeared on his lips, and then he lowered his head, letting the rain curtain cover him.

After listening to Feng's reward, he set out to return to Longxi. The battle with Liang Guo brought peace to the Western Territory for decades to come. To commemorate that great victory, people in Ganzhou and other places raised funds to build a rock outside the city. Dozens of Buddhist caves were dug into the walls to enshrine Buddha statues for protection.

In order to follow the people's vow, Jiang Weiren also copied several volumes of the Heart Sutra by hand and enshrined them in one of the Buddhist caves.

Those scriptures were all written by him word by word while staying awake at night.

When entering the Buddhist cave, the accompanying officials saw the governor kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, kowtow deeply, and then join his hands to pray.

They heard his low voice and slowly recited: "I wish to the gods of the three realms and the Buddhas of the ten directions. The first wish is peace and tranquility in the Western Realm, the prosperity of the world and the people. The second wish is to make private wishes..."

As he spoke, the voice became lower. , no matter how hard it is to hear clearly, no one knows who he is asking for his so-called "private wish", and can only vaguely hear the last two sentences.

"May she follow her good deeds and receive immeasurable blessings..."