Rebirth: From being expelled from the imperial court to becoming a high-ranking official

It is now past the middle of February, the temperature is gradually rising, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the willows are green. It is a bright spring day, and it is a good time to enjoy the spring.

Qin Yunhe and his party went to Yunshan outside the county town for this spring outing.

There are several miles of apricot and peach trees planted at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, all the way up to the top of Yunshan Mountain. There is a Ciguang Temple halfway up the mountain.

From the peach and apricot forest, you can walk to the mountain, admire the white and red apricots, worship the gods and Buddhas, have a vegetarian meal, and then return.

Qin Yunhe and his group walked out of the city, chatting and laughing, and talked about the interesting things that had happened in the city recently.

"Do you know Mr. Jin from the west of the city?"

Mr. Shen suddenly brought up the topic. Qin Yunhe's heart skipped a beat but he didn't respond. Instead, Feng Zhuo took over.

"Everyone knows that Mr. Jin is a well-known figure in our county. What happened to him?"

Seeing that everyone knew each other, Shen Xiucai couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Jin remarried not long ago. He is a man after all, but he married a rough country girl."

Feng Zhuo originally thought it was something unusual, but he didn't expect it was just about a second marriage: "What's so strange about a second marriage? It's not unusual for country girls. There are also virtuous and considerate women in the countryside. This is not unusual at all."

"No, it's just that there's nothing to say about remarrying."

Shen Xiucai, however, had an expression that said, "Tell me everything slowly."

“It is said that the woman was vulgar and aggressive, and she made many jokes as soon as she entered the house.

That would have been fine, but she heard that she had to visit her sick mother-in-law every morning and evening, and while serving her soup, she casually said:

"The old lady is so sick, I don't know whether I will save her or not. There are so many maids in the house, aren't they there to serve people? How can I serve them as well as they do?"

Feng Zhuo and Wang Xiu were both stunned.

Scholar Shen laughed: "Mr. Jin was so angry that he was speechless. It was not easy for them to quarrel as they were newlyweds, so he just walked away in anger."

"How do you know these things?"

"His servant was chatting with the waiter at the restaurant and I happened to hear it."

Wang Xiu, who was standing by, said, "Mr. Jin is also unlucky. Why did he marry such a person?

The ones he married before were either ladies from wealthy families or daughters of scholars. I think he has never met such a rude woman. When a scholar meets a soldier, it is hard to explain the reason. Even the amiable Mr. Jin was irritated, which shows that this woman is really rude. "

Qin Yunhe did not interrupt, but just thought to himself:

Jin Biao is friendly? Jin Biao "scholar" meets a soldier? What kind of scholar is he?

Everyone in the county knew that Jin Biao was known for his charity. If Qin Yunhe didn't know what he had done, he would probably think so too.

Feng Zhuo was also shocked by this: "It is said that a virtuous wife brings less trouble to her husband. It may not necessarily mean that a virtuous wife brings less trouble to her husband, but at least he will be less angry."

Shen Xiucai heard Feng Zhuo sigh and joked, "That's right. Everyone knows that my sister-in-law is virtuous. Brother Feng is a blessed man, so he will not be offended by this."

Feng Zhuo said indifferently: "Hey, we have had a lot of quarrels. It's just that we are young and we got married. I give in to her and she gives in to me, and we can get along well."

Qin Yunhe now deeply agrees with Feng Zhuo's words. Isn't it that between husband and wife, you give in to me and I give in to you?

Everyone was chatting and laughing along the way and soon changed the subject, treating the matter as a joke and letting it go.

Soon, the few of them left the city and more and more people began to see them, including many families traveling for sightseeing. There were also peddlers and vendors everywhere along the way.

Qin Yunhe picked out some gadgets that children would like, planning on taking them back for his daughter.

Seeing a vendor selling peach wood hairpins on the roadside, she thought of picking out another hairpin for Yu Ru.

Although peach wood hairpins are not expensive, the ones sold by this vendor look quite interesting.

The hairpin is simple and cute, with the head carved with flowers, birds, fish and insects in different shapes, and small jade beads decorated underneath.

The material of the jade beads is not very good, but the careful polishing makes them very harmonious when paired with the wooden hairpin, and they are pleasing to the eye at first sight.

Feng Zhuo and Qin Yunhe were both attracted by these peach wood hairpins and stopped to pick some.

Shen Xiucai and Wang Xiu were not interested in the peach wood hairpin, so they went to the front to look at other things.

Qin Yunhe picked a hairpin with a camellia-shaped head carved on it. There was a small piece of topaz attached to the bottom of the head, which looked simple, elegant and lovely.

Feng Zhuo quickly adjusted the style he liked. The two of them paid and were about to leave, but suddenly someone next to them spoke hesitantly.

"Qin Wen? It's Qin Wen, right?"

Apart from his elders and childhood playmates, few people called him by his name. How could someone here call him "Qin Wen"?

Qin Yunhe frowned in surprise and looked back, only to see a fair and round young man.

The person seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember who he was.

While he was hesitating, the man was obviously sure that it was Qin Wen. He immediately smiled, walked over quickly and said:

"Ah Wen, it's me, Dong Qing, don't you remember?"

Even after hearing this familiar name, Qin Yunhe was still a little slow to realize: "Dong Qing! Dong Pangpang! It's you."

It turned out to be the little fat boy I played with when I was a child.

When Dong Qing heard being called by the nickname Dong Pangpang, he felt a little embarrassed, but it only lasted for a moment, and then he nodded happily to indicate that it was him.

The fat boy Dong Qing is the young master of the Dong family, who are the owners of Dongzhuang near Fengle Village.

When Dong Qing was a child, he would come to Dongzhuang to play every year. After so many times, he got to know Qin Yunhe and Chen Er.

Originally, Chen Er and Qin Yunhe didn't like to play with him, but the little fat boy was very persistent and determined to play with Qin Yunhe and the others.

Every time I come to Dongzhuang, the first thing I do is to find two people to play with.

Qin Yunhe and Chen Er gradually got used to it, and whenever he came, they would bring him along. So he could be considered a childhood friend.

"Are you here for the outing by yourself? Isn't Yuru coming with you?"

The little fat man looked around and found that Yu Ru was not there, so he asked.

When he was young, he would occasionally bring Yu Ru to play together, so the fat boy also knew Yu Ru.

By the way, Dong Qing once asked someone to propose to Yu Ru in marriage, but at that time Yu Ru had already been engaged to Qin Yun He, so the Dong family gave up.

"I came here with a few friends. Yu Ru didn't come with us."

After hearing what he said, Dong Qing looked back and saw an unfamiliar scholar standing behind Qin Yunhe. He did not ask any more questions but said:

"We haven't seen each other for many years. I came here with my wife and children for an outing today, but I didn't expect to run into you here."

As Dong Qing was speaking, a woman wearing a veil three or four steps behind him bowed slightly.

Qin Yunhe also quickly returned the greeting.

The two chatted for a while about their recent life. Seeing that Shen Xiucai and Wang Xiu had returned from their walk, they stopped chatting and said goodbye to each other.

Dong Qing walked to his wife, and while saying something, he gently helped her take off her veil, and took the umbrella from the maid's hand and covered her head with it.

The maid and the old woman holding the child followed the two of them silently, and they walked towards a carriage together.

Qin Yunhe felt mixed emotions when he saw this, and remembered that Yuru had said many times before that she had not gone out to play since their engagement.

He also promised many times that he would take her out for a spring outing.

When Feng Zhuo and others saw Qin Yunhe saying goodbye to Dong Qing, they called him to continue going up the mountain.

Qin Yunhe began to lose interest. His longing for Yuru surged in his heart and he urgently wanted to go back to see her.

Once this idea came into my mind, the rest of the play time became boring and the process became tormenting.

Finally, after having a vegetarian meal and passing noon, when Feng Zhuo suggested going to the back mountain to see the mountain spring again, Qin Yunhe quickly objected, saying that it would be better to return to the city as soon as possible.

Seeing how anxious Qin Yun was, a few people thought he was eager to go back to review his lessons.

Thinking that he had been stripped of his title of scholar, he must want to pass the exam again as soon as possible, so he did not insist and several people started the journey home together.

After returning to the teacher's house, Qin Yunhe hurriedly went to ask for leave from the teacher.

Qin Yunhe had indeed been away from home for some time, and when Mr. Gu heard that he wanted to go back, he readily agreed.

In addition to reading, Qin Yunhe also took time to draft the inscription for the Li family's tombstone.

In fact, these are not difficult for Qin Yunhe, but he is young after all, so in order to avoid omissions, he asked Mr. Gu to help take a look.

It just so happens that I can go back this time and bring it back to show Uncle Li.

Thinking of this, Qin Yunhe packed up the hairpins, toys, etc. prepared for his wife and daughter, took the first draft of the inscription and left the city.

Qin Yunhe was lucky. He had decided to go home at the last minute, but it would be difficult to find a ox cart, so Qin Yunhe had planned to walk home.

Unexpectedly, not far from the city gate, I met an ox cart returning to the town, and the owner happened to know Qin Yunhe.

Qin Yunhe took the ox cart and traveled briskly along the way, but arrived back to the village at 5 p.m.