Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

Looking at the memorial in his hand, Xu Ming's eyes showed a hint of complexity.

The other party had received Madam Wang's letter not long ago, and now they had already finished writing a memorial.

This showed that the other party had already written this memorial and was just waiting to submit it to impeach him.

It was completely unnecessary for Madam Wang to write a special letter; he had made a wasted trip.

Wang Chong smiled and said, "Nephew, why don't you take a look at this memorial?"

Xu Ming opened the memorial and read it carefully.

The more he read, the brighter Xu Ming's eyes became.

This memorial was full of the art of language.

In the memorial, it seemed that he was severely criticizing and impeaching himself, but he left room for maneuver everywhere.

Either that, or in certain aspects, his uncle was biting like a mad dog, almost to the point of losing his mind, truly overdoing it.

After reading it, Xu Ming raised his head and looked at his uncle.

Wang Chong looked at Xu Ming's eyes and knew that he understood the meaning of his memorial.

"When I returned from the Dragon Slaying Platform this morning, I had already started writing this memorial to impeach you, nephew. It was just as you arrived that I finished writing this memorial."

Wang Chong poured Xu Ming a cup of tea: "Originally, your reputation, nephew, was too great, but you have never held any important position, so the court's opinion of you was not that big.

But now it's different.

You, nephew, are about to take control of real power, and it is still great power.

There will definitely be many people who feel uneasy.

At that time, there will be many people who will impeach you.

Moreover, the words will be fierce, and I'm afraid you won't even imagine it.

At that time, even if His Majesty doesn't think anything, he will be misled by those memorials, and he will inevitably develop a thorn in his side towards you, nephew.

So, there must be a memorial that catches His Majesty's eye first.

I am not as talented as you, nephew, but I have worked in the Censorate for many years, and I still know a thing or two about impeachment memorials.

After His Majesty reads this memorial, either he will think I am overthinking it, or he will think I am too extreme, or even cause His Majesty discomfort, thereby making His Majesty somewhat resistant to other memorials impeaching you."

Xu Ming put down the memorial: "Thank you, Uncle, but Uncle, can His Majesty see it?"

In Xu Ming's view, Emperor Wu was not an ordinary emperor.

Ordinary emperors have thousands of tricks, and Emperor Wu would only have more.

Wang Chong smiled: "Our Majesty is a wise ruler, whether in the past or in the future, he will definitely be in the top three, so His Majesty will definitely be able to see through my little thoughts.

But so what if His Majesty sees it?"

Xu Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently, understanding what the other party meant.

Indeed, just as his uncle said.

So what if Emperor Wu saw it?

Had his uncle done anything that overstepped his bounds?

No, he hadn't.

His uncle was just fulfilling his duty.

The effect of this memorial as a preventive measure still existed.

"Junior is grateful for Uncle's trouble."

Xu Ming stood up and bowed to Wang Chong.

"You don't need to be so polite, nephew." Wang Chong helped Xu Ming sit down.

"You will probably have a lot of things to do in the capital during this time. This is the time for you to rest well. After you really take office, I'm afraid you will encounter a lot of troublesome things."

Wang Chong sighed.

"Although we ministers try our best to figure out His Majesty's thoughts, we really don't know what His Majesty really wants to do.

Prime Minister Xiao is your mentor, nephew, and all the civil and military officials regard you as a member of the Xiao faction.

And Prime Minister Xiao's power is already very great, and His Majesty has always been somewhat wary of Prime Minister Xiao.

But now he has made you the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

If there is really a major case, who do you think you will investigate first, nephew?"

Xu Ming: "."

Wang Chong put down his teacup, stood up, and opened the window. The cold wind of early winter blew in, bringing a bit of piercing chill: "At that time, whether you value the relationship between teacher and student or the relationship between monarch and minister will depend on your choice, nephew."

Xu Ming clenched the cup in his hand tightly, his brows furrowed, and he remained silent for a long time.

"In my opinion, you shouldn't have returned to Wu. There are many paths you could have taken.

The path you should have taken the most is the path of cultivation, roaming freely throughout the world.

When your realm reaches a point where no one can touch you, you will have absolute say.

Even our Majesty will have to respect you."

Wang Chong spoke his mind.

Xu Ming smiled: "Just as Uncle said, going outside to be free and unrestrained is indeed the best choice for me, but in Wu, I also have people I care about.

She can't leave Wu, and naturally I won't break any ties with Wu. I may be traveling far away soon, and I want to help her as much as I can before that."

Listening to Xu Ming's explanation, Wang Chong didn't say anything more. Everyone has their own persistence, and everyone has their own helplessness.

In the evening, Xu Ming had a meal at the home of Wang, the Imperial Censor.

The Imperial Censor did not take any concubines, only one wife.

The Imperial Censor's wife was not particularly beautiful, but she was gentle and refined, knowledgeable and reasonable, and looked like a virtuous helper for life.

In addition, the Imperial Censor also had a son.

The Imperial Censor's son was only ten years old.

The Imperial Censor, who was nearly forty years old, could actually be considered to have had a son late in life.

After eating, Xu Ming made a cup of tea with the Imperial Censor again. The two casually chatted about some court matters, and Xu Ming said goodbye and left.

"Has Master Xu left?"

Lin Shi came to the study with pastries, but only saw her husband.

"Yes." Wang Chong nodded, "He just left not long ago."

Lin Shi looked at the pastries in her hand: "These pastries were just made and are still warm. Should we have someone from the mansion send them to Xu's residence?"

Wang Chong shook his head: "There's no need for that. From now on, our family will not have any contact with Xu Ming."

"." Lin Shi lowered her head, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes, "Although it was just a meal, I quite like this child."

Looking at his wife, Wang Chong smiled: "I also like this child. Who would have thought that the gradually declining Xu and Qin families would produce such a Qilin child."

Lin Shi: "Will the capital be uneasy next?"

"When has the capital ever been peaceful?" Wang Chong looked at the moonlight outside the window, "It's just that this time, the turmoil in the capital will be particularly obvious, and Xu Ming will be at the center of that storm."