When he walked ashore, Gu Qing said to Wu Mei, "How are the family at home? Are the children still obedient?"

"It's pretty good." Wu Mei took off Gu Qing's wet coat and helped him change into clean clothes. "The master likes children tightly and holds them for a while every day. Li Chunfeng has also come out of seclusion. Now he is specializing in his husband's new question. There are more and more workers in the factory. Zhang Jie always says he can't control it."

"Then did Li Chunfeng re-define the picture of the tuiba?" Gu Qing asked.

"I don't know." Wu Mei looked at the clothes and fit Gu Qing's body very well, "I just looked much older after being in seclusion for so many days."

"Let Di Renjie visit Li Chunfeng." Gu Qing said, "Where is Mingda? Have you ever been sick these days?"

"No." Wu Mei said, taking out another piece of clothes for Gu Qing to try, "It's because His Highness King Jin has been in the academy very late all these days, saying that he has been following Mr. Kong Yingda, and there is another thing that Mr. Wei Zheng remembers."

"Of course I remember." Gu Qing nodded.

"Wei Zheng was seriously ill. After visiting him, he could stay now, but his body was much weaker." Wu Mei said, "I heard from my master that day that he said that Wei Zheng was sick and fell down. He should have a rest when he was old. If he was too busy, he would probably be..."

Gu Qing sighed.

Wu Mei arranged for someone to take the things she brought from her home to the temple. The couple walked by the river and spoke. After a while, Wu Mei was about to leave. "The child should wake up, so I will go back first."

Gu Qing nodded and sent Wu Mei away, sitting alone on the river beach in a daze, his mind full of being quarrel with Wei Zheng.

"Who was the one just now?" The little monk came to Gu Qing empty-handed and didn't catch a fish.

"It's my family." Gu Qing smiled at the little monk.

"Family, what does it feel like to have family?" The little monk held his chin with his hands.

"Where is your family?" Gu Qing looked at him.

"I don't have family." The little monk said, feeling a little disappointed, "I am an orphan, and it was picked up by people in the temple. Sometimes I think the brothers and brothers in the temple, the teachers and abbots, are my family."

"Let's go back." Gu Qing led the little monk to the temple.

Along the way, the originally carefree little monk had more expectations and loss in his eyes.

"Did you know that there was a dog that was very powerful in the past?" Gu Qing said suddenly.

"What dog?" the little monk was puzzled.

"The owner of that dog has three eyes." Gu Qing walked very slowly, "Do you think that dog is powerful?"

"No." The little monk thought, "The owner of that dog has three eyes. What does it have to do with the dog's amazingness?"

"Think about it, an average dog can only find a master with two eyes, but the owner of that dog has three eyes." Gu Qing nodded seriously, "Do you think about it now? Is that dog powerful?"

The little monk fell into deep thought.

Gu Qing said again, "There is also a nephew in those three eyes. The nephew has an axe, which splits the mountain and saves his mother."

"So that nephew's axe is very powerful, isn't that nephew's awesome?" the little monk was confused.

"Wrong." Gu Qing denied, "That axe is not powerful, but that nephew is powerful, because it was the mountain that the nephew cut, not the mountain that the axe cuts. For example, if you chop wood, it is not the wood that the axe cuts, but the wood that you cut."

"I'm a little confused." The little monk touched his little bald head.

When he returned to the temple, Gu Qing still ate separately from these monks. The monks were eating vegetarian dishes while Gu Qing drank wine and meat.

That night Gu Qing had insomnia and walked outside the temple. He blew the night wind and said to the guards who had been guarding outside the temple, "Help me do something."

"Mr. Marquis, please tell me!" The guard stood up straight.

"Go and find Di Renjie, the young minister of Dali Temple." Gu Qing lowered his head and said, "Let him visit Wei Zheng on my behalf, and then give me a word to Di Renjie. The silkworm will not be able to die until the silkworm dies, and the candle will not dry until the tears turn into ashes. He will understand how to do it."

"Yes!" The guard left to do business.

Gu Qing, a guy from Wei Zheng, is just a stubborn old man, but he respects this old guy. He has been busy for most of his life and has been worried about the king and state affairs. He is not like Changsun Wuji who formed gangs, nor is he cunning. In his eyes, right is right, wrong is wrong. It is not bad for such a person to the Tang Dynasty, or it would be better to have so many more people. Wei Zheng is a pure minister and a righteous person.

"You have to live longer. You, the role model of the Tang Dynasty officials, cannot just leave like this." Gu Qing sighed in the dark.

On the second day, Di Renjie planned to go to Dali Temple to serve. Li Tai's guard had been waiting at the door of the Gu family. Seeing the young Shaoqing of Dali Temple going out and bowing and saying, "Shaoqing, Mr. Gu has something to hand over to you."

"Say." Di Renjie looked at the other party.

"The Marquis said, let Shaoqing visit Wei Zheng on his behalf." The guard whispered, "and left a sentence to bring to Shaoqing. The silkworm will not be finished until the silkworm dies, and the candle will not dry until the tears turn into ashes!"

"The silkworm will not be able to die until it dies, and the candle will not be able to dry out until it turns into ashes." Di Renjie thought about Wei Zheng's affairs, "I understand. You also bring me a message to my teacher. I will do the things and reassure him."

"Yes!" the guard replied and left.

Di Renjie rode his horse all the way to Chang'an. The sky was still gray. Whenever the air was the most comfortable, when he walked into Chang'an City, he turned all the way to Bizhai. The fat monk also got up early, "Little Head Di, he came so early."

"It's time to do something." Di Renjie said to the fat monk with a smile.

"Tell me." The fat monk breathed the fresh air hard.

"Wei Zheng's affairs." Di Renjie whispered, "The teacher means that Wei Zheng has done enough, and it's time to let him rest. Don't let Wei Zheng interfere in the affairs of the court."

"Wei Zheng is now the prince's grand tutor." The fat monk said Youyou.

"See a way to take him to the village and let this guy have a good rest." What Di Renjie saw was the quiet Chang'an. "The teacher hopes that Wei Zheng can live a better life in his later years, as for the prince..."

Di Renjie hesitated, "It depends on the prince's fortune."

"I understand." The fat monk nodded, "This matter is a bit difficult. This old guy Wei Zheng is not easy to serve."

"I also know that this matter is not easy to deal with." Di Renjie nodded, "I'll go and meet Wei Zheng."
Chapter completed!