The night gradually dissipates and dawn begins to appear.

Jiang Xia returned to Xiaoyao Villa dejectedly. After returning home, he locked himself in the study alone and ordered no one to enter the study.

In Jiang Xia's mind, she recalled the little things she met with Li Dongyang over and over again. She kept thinking that the sun set, Jiang Xia couldn't accept it. The person who had been against him would actually be his master.

Jiang Xia remembered that when he first arrived in the Ming Dynasty, he had no relatives or reasons. He really treated Zhu Houzhao as his friend and brother, and Li Dongyang as his master and father.

But in the end, he was the one who wanted to kill him several times.

All the food delivered to Jiang Xia was placed at the entrance of the study room. Jiang Xia never opened the door and let him in. Jiang Xia did not open the door, and no one dared to disturb him rashly.

Jiang Xia's wives were all extremely worried, but after knowing what had happened, they did not dare to disturb Jiang Xia.

Late at night, the window of Jiangxia's study was suddenly pushed open, and a figure crawled into the window and entered the study.

Jiang Xia, who was squatting on the bookshelf, looked up at the figure. Although the whole study was dark, Jiang Xia could still distinguish it. The person who came in was Wutuya.

Wutuya walked forward step by step, trying to shout as she walked: "Jiangxia? Jiangxia..."

Jiang Xia didn't say anything.

Wutuya screamed a few times and received no response, and she seemed to be nervous. She whispered to herself: "I've been killed, can't I be confused about something happening, right?"

"Jiangxia, Jiangxia..."

While shouting, Wutuya walked to Jiangxia.

Jiang Xia finally couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"

"Ah!" Wutuya screamed in fear, "So you are still alive."

Jiang Xia suddenly felt three black lines on his forehead, and he muttered: "You go out, I want to be alone."

"I won't go out, or you hit me, I'll go out." Wutuya said with a sticking out her tongue.

Perhaps because he was adapting to the dark environment of the house, Wutuya kicked Jiang Xia with his feet: "You squat down to the side and give me a free seat."

Jiang Xia looked at her side speechlessly. There was a large empty space, let alone a squatted Wutuya, even a few Wutuyas would have no problem.

But in the end, Jiang Xia moved a little further.

Wutuya smiled "hehe" and then squatted down beside Jiang Xia.

The two of them squatted like that, without saying anything. After about a cup of tea, Wutuya touched Jiang Xia with her elbow: "Aren't you sad? Why don't you cry? Hurry up, cry for me."

Jiang Xia turned his head and looked at Wutuya. After a long time, he said: "He is heartbroken, but he still wants to cry without tears. This is the saddest manifestation of a person."

"Oh." Wutuya responded and nodded.

"Then how long are you going to be sad? Can you last for three days? Anyway, if you don't eat or drink like you now, you can last for three days at most."

"Actually, you don't have to persuade me, I'm fine. I just want to be alone and think it through, and that's fine." Jiang Xia said.

"Oh. Then I won't speak, let you calm down."

After Wutuya finished speaking, she really didn't make any sound.

A stick of incense has passed...

An hour passed...

There were only two uniform breathing sounds in the study, and Jiang Xia finally couldn't hold back and shed tears. His voice was a little hoarse and choked, and he said, "Do you know that I have always regarded him as a teacher and father, and regarded him as my relative. I thought of giving him a care for his old age and giving him mourning. I once wanted to ask him, a hundred years later, can I write down 'Son, Jiang Xia' on the erected monument of his tombstone..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xia's tears kept flowing from her eyes like soybeans.

"Why...why...why...why did he treat me like this?"

"You say a few words to comfort me, don't you see me crying?"

Seeing that after talking for a long time, Wutuya had no reaction at all, Jiang Xia called out with dissatisfaction.

But Wu Tuya leaned her head directly on Jiang Xia's shoulder, breathed well on her face, and muttered in her mouth: "Amumu, don't make trouble."

Amumu, a lion dog raised by Wutuya.

Three black lines appeared on Jiang Xia's forehead again. He really wanted to wake Wutuya up and said to her loudly: "Hey! Is it better to comfort people, okay? Who can finally get the courage to talk to you, but you slept hard by yourself." "Hey, what do you mean by drooling?" "Hey, can you respect people in a bad mood?"

In the end, Jiang Xia didn't have to do this and let Wutuya lean on his shoulder and fall asleep soundly.

About another stick of incense was passed, and Wutuya whispered again: "Jiangxia, don't be sad. Your master lied to you, he is a bad person. Sister Shuang, Sister Niannu and others are not bad people. You are sad, if you don't eat, they will cry. Why do you want that bad person torture so many of us?"

Jiang Xia was slightly stunned, reached out and raised Wutuya's head, and placed her on his thigh.

He looked down at Wutuya who was sleeping on his back, and kept thinking about what Wutuya had just said.

At this moment, Jiang Xia suddenly felt a ray of light coming in from the window. Jiang Xia looked up and saw the bright red morning glow soaking the eastern sky, with red clouds spreading across the sky. In the sky that was not yet completely bright, there was a free and exciting excitement, which made people feel excited.

I don’t know if it was because of the morning sun or because of Wutuya’s words. Jiang Xia suddenly felt enlightened.

No matter how people change, I am still me. Why bother with me? If you help me, just keep it in mind. There are still many things waiting for me to do in the Ming Dynasty, and there are still many people waiting for me to love. Everything... should be over.

Jiang Xia looked at the bright and bright sunset, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He reached out and pinched Wutuya's tender and smooth face, then couldn't help but lower his head and put his mouth towards Wutuya's pink little mouth.

Just when he was about to kiss Wutuya's mouth, Wutuya opened her eyes. She was stunned for a moment, then said with a "giggle" smile: "You big pervert, are you planning to secretly take advantage of me?"

Jiang Xia's handsome face turned red first, then darkened her face and said, "You are too unserious, close your eyes."

"Oh." Wutuya closed her eyes very obediently, and even cooperated with Bibi to pout her little mouth. Jiang Xia smiled and kissed her lips like a dragonfly.

Wutuya opened her eyes and Feng's eyes widened: "Is this over?"

"Ah? Then what are you going to do?" Jiang Xia asked blankly. He looked at it. Although there was a bed in the study, it wasn't like that.

"I think beautifully!" Wu Tuya rolled over and pressed Jiang Xia directly under her.

Before Jiang Xia could react, Wutuya had already sealed his mouth with her mouth. Unfortunately, Wutuya's kissing skills were not good, and it could even be said to be awkward. In the end, Jiang Xia turned his back on the spot, which played a role in guiding and leading.

After a kiss, Jiang Xia and Wutuya separated. Looking at Wutuya who was secretly breathing, Jiang Xia stroked Wutuya's face lovingly and said, "I'll accompany you to Mongolia."

Wutuya was stunned and suddenly looked angry: "You are doing this to me, do you want to rush me back?"

Jiang Xia smiled and reached out to pinch Wutuya's little nose, and said, "Silly, I'll accompany you back to Mongolia because I want to find Alsou to marry him."

"Proposal?" When Wutuya heard this, her face turned into a thrilling look like she was flipping a book. "Are you going to marry me? Do you want to marry me?"

"Yes, marry you." Jiang Xia said with a smile.

"Gurgle..." Jiang Xia's stomach suddenly made a sound, and Wutuya and him were stunned at the same time. Jiang Xia hurriedly shouted: "Come here, prepare to wash hot water and prepare breakfast!"

"I've eaten, I'm going to eat!" A cheer sounded outside the study.

Then Jiang Xia heard someone running and shouting: "Madam, the master is going to eat, the master is going to eat..."

I took a shower and changed my clothes.

While it was still early, Jiang Xia took a carriage to the court.

The civil and military officials lined up at the left and right hukou gates saw Jiang Xia’s carriage arrive from afar. Jiang Xia got off the carriage. The civil and military officials immediately saluted Jiang Xia and said in unison: "See Lord Sui Guo."

Jiang Xia nodded, hugged her a little, and said, "You guys, don't be polite."

After saying that, he rang at the bell.

The left and right trunk doors were wide open, and all civil and military officials went to court.

At the court meeting, the Ministry of Rites informed Li Dongyang of his death. Since Jiang Xia blocked all the news, Li Dongyang claimed to have died of illness to preserve his reputation for his lifetime.

Jiang Xia asked Zhu Zaijiang for an imperial edict and posthumously awarded Li Dongyang as the Grand Tutor and posthumously named "Wenzheng".

Since the Song Dynasty, literati became officials and dreamed of obtaining a posthumous posthumous name was "Wenzheng".

Generally speaking, the emperor would not give it to others easily. In history, most people who could get the posthumous title of "Wenzheng" were the objects of respect by literati at that time.

With Li Dongyang's experience and status, it is reasonable to posthumously award the title of Grand Tutor and the posthumous title "Wen Zheng" without revealing his status as the phoenix master. And this intention was requested by Jiangxia, which is equivalent to going through a formality.

Then Jiang Xia announced the list of transfers for six ministries.

The Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Justice are still Han Qi and Yan Luo as ministers, and there is no change. The Minister of Rites, Cui Zhengyi, the Minister of Revenue, and Yang Yiqing. These changes are not big.

Only those who have changed a lot were the Minister of Personnel, Liang Chu took over, while Wang Shouren took over.

Wang Qiong, the former Minister of War, was transferred to Nanjing and continued to serve as Minister of War.

Obviously, this is equivalent to leaving Wang Qiong idle.

Han Qi, Yan Luo, Cui Zhengyi, Yang Yiqing, Liang Chu, and Wang Shouren, all of these six people are from Jiang Xia, and the six tribes are now controlled by Jiang Xia.

Nowadays, Jiang Xia said that he was a one-handed person in the court, which is no exaggeration.
Chapter completed!