At The Beginning, Caishikou Beheaded, I Chose To Be Reborn

Up and down Fengdu, everything has become a mess.

Order after order spread throughout the country along with flying rides.

But Ye Yuan, who was the most culprit, knew nothing about it. Although the last words he left were intentional revenge on Emperor Qian, it was hard for him to expect that Emperor Qian's reaction would be so great.

Today, he is sitting by the campfire, carefully blowing the hot air in the bowl, then drinking the hot water from his mouth, and then wiping his mouth, showing a satisfied look.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang... If I hadn't met you, I would have been hard-pressed to find a bowl of hot water here."

On the other side of the bonfire, a hearty voice sounded.

"Brother, you're being polite. It's fate to meet you by chance. If you see someone who needs help, if I stand by and do nothing, I'm not worthy of being a disciple of Saint."

The speaker was named Zhuang Mochen.

Dressed in plain clothes, with a crown on his head, and a volume of books pinned to his waist, he seldom leaves his body. He is about forty years old, with warm eyes and elegant demeanor.

It is not difficult to see the identity of the scholar.

There were two other people traveling with him, one named You Fu, Zhuang Mo and Chen Changsui, who had been by his side since he was a boy, handling chores around him, and now he was temporarily serving as a coachman.

He is an honest man, looks very simple and honest, sits and eats with a piece of bread, and rarely speaks.

In addition to him, there is another child, eight or nine years old, who looks tiger-headed and smart-eyed.

It is Zhuang Mochen's only son, named Zhuang Yan.

A group of three started from Fengdu and drove a carriage to return home, but met Ye Yuan on the road. Seeing that he was alone, it seemed inconvenient, so Zhuang Mochen stopped the carriage and offered a helping hand.

This is a kind person!

Ye Yuan felt warm in his heart, but at the same time, he also felt a little curious. Although Zhuang Mochen was not wearing fancy clothes and was sitting in an ordinary carriage, he was faintly majestic. Kind of similar.

how to say?

Like bureaucracy.

Ye Yuan didn't know why his thinking was so agile, he seemed to get the answer just by thinking about it, so he simply asked in order to verify his own guess.

"Mr. Zhuang has an extraordinary temperament and a strong scholarly spirit. I wonder if he ever took the imperial examination?"

This kind of inquiry may seem slightly offensive, but it is actually quite normal. In this world, when scholars meet for the first time, they often ask about the imperial examination.

It is convenient to build relationships and to clarify each other's status.

So Zhuang Mo and Chen Wenyan were not dissatisfied in the slightest, but slightly stunned, but still said with a smile.

"Of course I passed the imperial examination, but that was more than twenty years ago."

His eyes were deep, as if he was remembering something.

"My master is a Jinshi in the first rank, from an official to admonishing a doctor."

Blessed, who was bored eating cakes, suddenly interjected.

There was light in his eyes, and the glory of the master obviously made him feel proud.

"Admonishing the doctor... This is a senior member of the fourth rank. Since Mr. Zhuang is an official in the capital, why did he return home overnight?"

Ye Yuan was a little startled, the admonishing doctor is a Beijing official, who is in charge of discussion and has the duty to speak to the king.

Although the power and responsibilities of this official are not heavy, but at any rate, the level here is already the ceiling in the hearts of countless scholars.

"Haha, my brother's words are wrong. Could it be that the fourth rank officer can't walk at night?"

Zhuang Mochen's smile became more and more intense. For some reason, talking with Ye Yuan gave him a sense of comfort, especially after Ye Yuan knew his identity and did not become respectful and distant.

Instead of calling him "Master Zhuang", he continued to call him "Sir".

This is what separates them from ordinary people.

He stroked his short beard and said.

"Admonishing the doctor is fourth rank, but in fact, in the capital, what is a mere fourth rank?"

"On the top there is the king, on the bottom there is the prime minister, and the little admonishment to the doctor is nothing but an ant."

"Furthermore, I have already resigned from office, and the past is like a cloud of smoke."

Resigned?

As soon as this remark came out, Chang Sui Youfu took a hard bite of the cake, obviously depressed and puzzled.

His son Zhuang Yan was still young and didn't know the importance of an official position, so he played with bonfires with twigs by himself.

"Sir is really impressive."

Ye Yuan said.

"Why do you admire it?"

Zhuang Mochen asked.

"Although I don't think an official position is so precious, it is the lifelong pursuit of a scholar after all. It is not easy for Mr. Zhuang to resign from his official position and return to his hometown, not to mention that he is still in a free and easy manner, and he is not discouraged at all... There are probably not too many people with such a state of mind.”

Ye Yuan said with a smile.

"Oh? Brother, how do you know that I'm not pretending to be free and easy? Maybe it's hypocrisy?"

"I have eyes, so I can see naturally."

Zhuang Mochen was a little surprised, how could a pair of naked eyes see his insides?

But for some reason, when Ye Yuan said this, he suddenly saw the other party's eyes flicker.

Just like a star shining, an inexplicable feeling came to his heart, making him feel that what Ye Yuan said was true.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he suddenly felt that the depth of Ye Yuan's eyes became deeper, making him seem a little unfathomable.

This person is not simple!

Zhuang Mochen was curious and asked.

"Brother already knows my background, but I still don't know anything about him, I only know my name... Looking at my words and deeds, I seem to have a bit of a scholar's attitude? Could it be that he is also a member of Saint? It's just that my brother Wearing Taoist robes makes me a little uncertain."

What is my background?

Ye Yuan smiled wryly and said.

"It's a long story..."

Now that he has traveled through time, there is no need to mention the past, Ye Yuan recounted his experience in this life.

All I can say is "miserable".

"Anyway, I'm not a Daoist. I was arrested in Fengdu just because it was raining and changed into a Daoist robe. Fortunately, my identity was verified at the last moment, which allowed me a way out..."

Ye Yuan finally changed his rhetoric.

The matter of "decapitation and rebirth" was too bizarre, and it was too ostentatious to say it, so he chose to conceal it.

"I see……"

Zhuang Mochen sighed and said.

"The emperor's tyranny has made the people of the world miserable. Although it is only aimed at Taoist disciples, everyone is in danger."

"I'm afraid my little brother doesn't know that the reason why I resigned from office is because I wrote thirteen memorials in succession, in order to persuade Your Majesty to change the bad government and stop killing evil."

"It's just that my memorial can't be sent to the imperial court, and it has already been intercepted by the center."

Ye Yuan was silent for a moment, then said.

"The Son of Heaven has already lost his mind in order to seek longevity. If the memorial is sent to the emperor, I am afraid that his life will be lost."

Zhuang Mochen took a deep breath and sighed again and again.

"That's true. The central government's interception of my memorial, on the one hand, does not want to arouse His Majesty's wrath, and on the other hand, it does have the meaning of protection."

"Just now, my little brother said that the lifelong wish of a scholar is to be an official, but I can't agree with it. For scholars of my generation, don't you study hard for high officials and rich salary? If you can't do something for the people of the world... this official position, don't do it Whatever."

"Therefore, I decided to resign from my post and decided to go back to my village and become a head of a school. If I could teach a few successful students, it would be worthwhile to live my life."

Zhuang Mo had something on his mind, and usually no one would talk about it, but today, in the middle of the night, the barren mountain opened up the chatterbox, expressing all the pain in his heart.

Ye Yuan was originally just a listener, but at this moment, his heart moved.

Because the bronze tripod in his mind moved slightly after Zhuang Mochen said these words, which involved his mind.

"What's the reason for this?"

Ye Yuan was a little confused.