The people of Dunyi County were in an uproar. They originally thought that Zhang Yi had gone to plead with him before, and there would be a turning point in this matter. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the result was like this.

Zhang Yizhi was dejected and watched Qiuqie being pulled away by soldiers in batches. He never raised his head until the second half of the night when he returned to his residence at a loss.

In the early morning, when the sun was rising, he had already packed up his salute, pressed all the silver notes under his pillow, and turned around and went out.

Lu Gong didn't know what was going on. He saw him get on the carriage and leave Zhangzixiang, and then he fell behind him.

After sleepless all night, Zhang Yizhi's face was full of sorrow, and his eyes were so red and swollen that he could hardly open it.

Feeling that Lu Gong was behind him, he had no intention of paying attention. He waved his whip and had already left Dunyi in a moment.

At this time, Lu Gong suddenly felt a faint fluctuation of air flow, looked in the direction of Dunyi, and found two shadows, one white and one green, quickly passing through the field.

He knew that Grandma Qiu and Yun Rong must have followed.

The carriage galloped and the journey took two hundred miles. It was all the way to the post station and replaced it with a new horse. Zhang Yizhi couldn't stand it, so he fell asleep as soon as he went upstairs.

The next day, his mind seemed to recover a little. He stood up and saw Lu Gong staying on the table in the inn, feeling a little apologized.

"Lu Gong, I'm really troubled you." As he said that, he had put on his clothes and hugged the package in his arms.

"Old Zhang, although I know what happened, if you continue like this, you won't be able to hold on to Kyoto!" Lu Gong told the truth.

Since the last time in Nanlincheng, Lu Gong has felt that Zhang Yizhi's soul is rapidly weakening, like a lonely lamp that is about to run out of oil and water, swaying in the dark.

Zhang Yizhi pushed the door and walked out, saying in a deep voice: "I know, but I can't sit idly by."

When Lu Gong saw him quickly downstairs, got onto the carriage, floated to him, and directly pressed the reins on his hand.

Zhang Yizhi was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Lu Gong would interfere in his actions.

"Old Zhang, I know you are eager to return to Beijing, but if you can't get there, what's the point of this trip? I don't want to interfere with your behavior, but I hope you can understand that haste will not be achieved." Lu Gong said softly.

Upon hearing this, a trace of helplessness flashed across Zhang Yizhi's face, but he also realized that what Lu Gong said was reasonable, and nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

Lu Gong felt a little relieved, let go of the reins, and returned to the carriage.

The carriage continued to move forward. Lu Gong felt that Zhang Yizhi's emotions had stabilized a little, so he asked, "Old Zhang, can you tell me why he suddenly was so anxious to return to Beijing?"

From Grandma Qiu's mouth, Lu Gong already knew that this trip back to Beijing was a dead end for Zhang Yizhi.

The only variable is where to die.

The Tianshi Mansion, including Grandma Qiu, seemed to be trying to find a way to make him return to Kyoto smoothly.

On the other hand, the one in the palace was reluctant to appear in Kyoto again.

Since it is a situation of death, why can't you stay in Dunyi?

Lu Gong was puzzled, but he knew that he had no right to interfere with Zhang Yizhi's decision, especially after the Qingba incident, he gradually realized that many things were not as simple as he saw on the surface.

Zhang Yizhi did not directly answer Lu Gong's question, but breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought that if I would make concessions, Your Majesty could take a step back, but who knew that my cowardice would be more unscrupulous."

"It's because of the tax collection in Dunyi County?" Lu Gong asked.

Zhang Yizhi nodded: "The ancient saying goes, "A leaf knows autumn. The matter of Dunyi's tax collection is just a result. The emergence of this result means that we old guys have completely lost."

"I still can't understand." Lu Gong said truthfully. He is indeed a novice in the officialdom.

Zhang Yizhi seemed to want to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, and finally turned into a sigh, but he still explained patiently: "The taxation matter was already mentioned in the beginning of spring, but no one in the court except us old guys had opposed it."

"For the past six months, I have tried my best to stop this matter and have made many arrangements in the court, including several capable students and supervisors, all standing by my side. After this drought incident, I thought that if I could give up my position as His Majesty wished, then the implementation of the new policy would be delayed by at least three years. I didn't expect that His Majesty would not be reminiscent of the old love at all."

"If the people of Huachao can have three years of rest and recuperation, even if the Majesty is still determined to do so, at least he can withstand it. But now, despite the sufferings of the world, he is determined to be the emperor of the ages. Even if he succeeds, what can he do?"

"The millions of people in the Hua Dynasty have caused trouble. How many children should be like longevity and become orphans without fathers or mothers?"

When Lu Gong listened, he felt uncomfortable, but he also grasped the key point.

"You mean, the old ministers who stayed in Kyoto are in trouble?"

"You are indeed smart!" A flash of praise flashed in Zhang Yizhi's eyes and nodded, "That's right! The implementation of the new policy means that all the old ministers in the court have lost their power. If His Majesty lets do this, the entire Chinese officialdom will be controlled by the Zhu family. By then, the Chinese will be doomed."

"So, while my old bones are still there, I must wake up your Majesty."

"Where will you attach if your skin is not left? If the people in the world cannot live and work in peace, even if the territory is large, what's the use?"

Feeling Zhang Yizhi's determination, Lu Gong was extremely impressed.

Even after retiring and returning home, Lu Gong believed that he could not do such a mind.

"Are Mr. Zhang confident?" Lu Gong asked.

Zhang Yizhi shook his head, "Your Majesty is no longer the same as you were back then. I have no confidence at all now."

"Then why can't you stay in Dunyi and look for another opportunity?" Lu Gong asked. He knew that there might be a turnaround when he went back at this time.

But Zhang Yizhi suddenly laughed. "Opportunity? If you exchange the lives of millions of creatures in the world for your life for years of survival, would you like?"

Lu Gong found that he could not answer this question.

The carriage continued to gallop, and there was nothing happening for two consecutive days. However, Lu Gong was always thinking about Grandma Qiu's earlier entrustment. He knew that the remaining two mountains in Zhengyi League would eventually take action.

But, what are they going to do? Who will come?

Knowing the enemy he was going to face, Lu Gong had no confidence in his heart.

Knowing that on the third day after departure, Zhang Yizhi walked on a mountain road for a whole day and was still unable to leave the mountain road. Only then did Lu Gong realize that the other party had actually taken action long ago.
Chapter completed!