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Chapter 71: Farewell

(Today and tomorrow, the update may be irregular. I hope everyone can understand that there should be another update later!)

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, weeds are connected to the sky...

After Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is waning, and late autumn is coming, and the west wind is whistling. I guess the maple leaves on Maple Mountain are "burning" again.

Because the emperor secretly requested that Nie Zhiyuan's resignation as governor was not announced at once, only a few people in the government knew about it.

I know, but there is not a single one who comes to see you off.

Although Nie Zhiyuan was not beaten to the end, he was able to become a county magistrate in Jinhua and retain his official position, everyone knew that it would be difficult for him to have a chance to make a comeback in this life.

When people leave, tea is cold, and human feelings have always been called "thin as thin as paper"; let alone the so-called friendship between colleagues?

Nie Zhiyuan is an honest official and has cut off many people's financial resources. It is a bit of a dream to see them off. Since he was dismissed from office, he didn't even have to talk about some superficial politeness. With this skill, it would be better to flatter the new magistrate.

The new magistrate was the former magistrate Zhang Tong. He followed the Wu family's path and became the new magistrate. As for the Wu family, he has been very favored recently. There are rumors that within three years, Lord Wu Yongbiao will enter the cabinet to be a Grand Secretary.

One person ascends, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, let alone the son of man?

Wu Wencai's current status in Jiangzhou has reached an unparalleled level. I don't know how many people come to the back door every day, and it is extremely popular.

He also did not come to see off the Nie family's father and daughter, and was busy. Now Wu Wencai has been hired as the special envoy for the hospitality and propagation team in Jiangzhou. He was surrounded by a bunch of people all day long, with an incredible glory.

As for the relationship with Nie Xiaoqian...

Oh, there is no relationship between the two.

In Wu Wencai's opinion, Nie Xiaoqian is beautiful, but he is too wild and is not suitable to be a wife at all. In the past, his earnest pursuit was mainly the meaning of an old man, and he had a strong political marriage color. But now, Nie Zhiyuan has fallen - someone else was promoted to Beijing after he became a magistrate, and he was driven to be a small county magistrate before he became a magistrate, and his future was destroyed, so there was no need to marry again.

It's OK to have fun...

Wu Wencai may think like this.

But the most important thing at the moment is to do a good job as a special envoy. Other matters can be discussed slowly; one time and another, let the Nie family father and daughter go to Jinhua County to dry it out, so that they will not be afraid of not bowing their heads.

...

The autumn is deep and the frost is thick, and the grass on the roadside has already shown signs of yellowness, and it looks like it is very desolate.

Nie Zhiyuan was an honest official and had few personal belongings, including a carriage, a maid, and four servants.

Nie Xiaoqian did not sit in the carriage, but stood on the shaft of the carriage, looking towards the direction of Jiangzhou city gate.

Nie Zhiyuan stood in the long pavilion, looking at Jiangzhou City. He vaguely remembered that he came from the capital two years ago, and entered Jiangzhou from this city gate to take office.

At that time, all officials from all over the country came out to greet them, and the people on both sides of the street gathered and cheered. How confident and ambitious were I at that time?

At first glance, the weather is in its prime, and tomorrow is gone in a flash, but I don’t regret it…

Nie Zhiyuan sighed, walked out of the pavilion, and said to his daughter: "Qian'er, it's getting late, we're going to set off."

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian bit her lip and said, "Dad, wait for another stick of incense."

Nie Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Are you waiting for someone?"

Nie Xiaoqian nodded.

Nie Zhiyuan said again: "Is the scholar named 'Chen Jianchen' who is waiting?"

Nie Xiaoqian nodded again.

Nie Zhiyuan sighed, "I'm afraid he won't come either..."

"No, Xiao Cui brought him a message last night. Since he said he would come, he would definitely come."

Nie Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "There are many people in the world who speak without trust."

Nie Xiaoqian said firmly: "Dad Mingjian, I don't think he is."

Nie Zhiyuan asked: "You are just a common friend to him. How can you trust him so much and be sure of his character?"

"intuition!"

Nie Zhiyuan was speechless, but he didn't say anything anymore. He was unwilling to slam his daughter's emotions. Or, if Chen Jianchen could really come, he would also want to see what the scholar and scholar who was favored by his daughter would look like.

"He's here!"

Nie Xiaoqian said in surprise. In her sight, Chen Jianchen's erect body appeared at the corner of the road, carrying a book on his back, looking graceful and elegant, and was walking towards him with great strides.

"Students pay homage to Lord Nie."

Chen Jianchen came very quickly. He smiled at Nie Xiaoqian in the car without saying a word, but bowed to Nie Zhiyuan first - this kind of etiquette of meeting should not be rash.

Nie Zhiyuan looked at him, looked at him, and showed a look of admiration.

Chen Jianchen was young and handsome, and could give people a polite and sensory impression; coupled with his rare upright figure, full of energy, full of vitality, completely different from those nerds with pale faces and dull eyes. This skin alone has many attractive charms.

What's more, this boy has both reputation and first place in the third test, and has a talent for poetry. Even from Nie Zhiyuan's perspective, he feels that the other party is a talent that is hard to find even with a lantern.

Lang Xiao asked, "Are you Liuxian?"

Chen Jianchen replied respectfully: "The student is right."

Nie Zhiyuan sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, it's a pity that I never saw a fairy-side on Mid-Autumn Festival."

The implication is that if Chen Jianchen could go upstairs that night and show some performance, at least he could still give Chen Jianchen some help and support him at that time; there are often horses in a thousand miles, but not in a Bole. The court now has a slutty appearance and needs to discover talents like Chen Jianchen. If he grows well, he may become a pillar of the court in the future to correct the court's principles. But now things are changing and the situation is changing, and I have to go far away to Jinhua to be the county magistrate, and I am unable to take care of the affairs of Jiangzhou.

Chen Jianchen smiled indifferently: "The students were also quite regretful about the incident that night. But it is a blessing to lose their horses? Or this is the twists and turns that the students must experience."

Nie Zhiyuan laughed: "It is rare for you to be so open-minded. That's right. The sages' calligraphy says that "learning and being good at being good at being an official" may lead to a vicious career, which is far from ordinary. Without twists and turns, it will be difficult to achieve great things in the future."

The two of them had a conversation again, and Nie Zhiyuan made a tactful move and let his daughter talk to Chen Jianchen. However, when Chen Jianchen and Nie Xiaoqian stood together, they were speechless, and they were confused and could not find any gaps to speak.

After a while, Chen Jianchen spoke first and said a little abruptly: "Miss Nie, take care of yourself when you go to Jinhua. I heard that there is an abandoned temple over there called 'Lanruo Temple', so you must not get close to it."

When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, she was confused and didn't know what to do, so she had no time to ask, and said, "Young Master Chen, now I'm leaving, I don't know when I will have the chance to see you again. Can you give me another poem?"

Somehow, when I heard her call her Mr. Chen, I always felt a little awkward. It would be better to call her "Chen Jianchen" directly and smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Take out the four treasures of the study from the calligraphy, spread them out in the long pavilion, ponder for a moment, and write: "Today I send you my way, the geese are singing forever; there are friends in the sea, and the world is like neighbors."

Nie Xiaoqian picked it up and read it in a low voice. She repeated the last two sentences many times, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Qian'er, it's not too early, it's time for us to set off."

Hearing his father's reminder, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly woke up, said good fortune to Chen Jianchen, and got on the carriage. As the groom whipped the whip, the carriage began to run towards the distance.

Chen Jianchen watched the car go away, feeling lost. But he quickly calmed down and turned north. The direction he was in his hometown Jingyang Village.

He wants to go back to Fengshan to find Yingning.
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