Typewriter becomes a daily practice

"It's Guoan. Guoan looks really energetic today." The tall and tall old man, dressed in an official uniform, with his hands behind his back, looked at the energetic young man who was approaching, with a kind face and a complimenting tone Very comforting.

He Zirong grinned when he heard the words, and he could see the unique vigor of young people at a glance. His dark eyes were lit with stars, and he stretched out his hand and made a bow: "I wore new shoes today, and they are the soles of my grandmother. Mr. Ge, you seem to be in a good mood today."

Lu Suqing, whom He Zirong called Lu Ge's elder, nodded. He looked at He Zirong, and had a vague guess about He Zirong's intentions: "Grandma's acceptance, no wonder you're so nice to me, Guoan, why are you here today?"

He Zirong took out the memorial that he had rewritten and rewritten all night, and then held it in front of Lu Suqing with both hands, unfolded the memorial, and said: "Mr. Fact, everything above is true. When I was on vacation a few days ago, I went there on purpose. There was indeed a problem with the dam, and it was because of the problem with the pile foundation that I couldn't thoroughly investigate... ..."

As he said that, He Zirong's tone was full of resentment, but Lu Suqing did not accept the memorial from He Zirong's hand. He Zirong had expected it in his heart, but he still couldn't help but thump.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lu Suqing spoke slowly, "Guoan, do you still remember that I taught you the eight-character mantra?"

He Zirong nodded: "If you are not in his position, you will not seek his own affairs, but..."

"No, but," Lu Suqing interrupted what He Zirong wanted to say, "You came to me today, do you want me or my disciples to submit this memorial? After all, he is the censor."

Lu Suqing didn't wait for He Zirong to speak, and continued on, with a stern tone: "Even if you come to me, I will still say the same thing, Guoan, this is not the muddy water you should be in, so why bother?" To toss about this? Whether it’s me or the Holy One, I appreciate you, but this matter is so important that you can’t just say it, and you can’t bear this burden.”

Hearing this, He Zirong's eyes dimmed slightly.

Lu Suqing sighed, her tone softened, and she slowly enlightened as someone who had experienced it: "This matter cannot be resolved overnight, even if I wanted to intervene, I would be powerless. Although the eldest princess was still there at the beginning, the Holy One was still young. It is to make the power spread, the roots are intertwined, and the whole body is affected by a single hair, even if it is the Holy One..."

"Three years have passed since the Huaiguang incident, and it has been thoroughly investigated."

Lu Suqing's words were already very clear. If he didn't really appreciate He Zirong, a person as cautious as Lu Suqing would never say such words. It was just because he was afraid that He Zirong would be stubborn and insist on tearing his face. Instead, he ruined his future.

"Guoan, you can ignore it, and wait until later, and slowly figure it out."

Lu Suqing is a person who loves talents. Although the Lu family was originally a family, and Lu Suqing has climbed to the current position, his own talent, vision and vision are not comparable to ordinary people. He hopes that He Zirong can stabilize and move forward step by step.

When He Zirong heard the words, he paused, nodded after a while, and bowed deeply: "Thank you Lu Ge for your guidance."

However, in the dead of night, He Zirong was tossing and turning. He got up and sat in front of the table, facing the moonlight outside the window, rubbed the wat board, and said softly: "Grandfather chose the word Guoan for me. I hope I can do my best to make the country prosperous and the people safe. But now I can't do anything..."

It's not that He Zirong doesn't understand what Lu Ge said, but it's because he understands that it makes him feel more uncomfortable. He thought that his position was low and he couldn't do anything, so he hoped that Lu Ge could help, and wondered what Lu Ge could do in his current position , but Lu Ge always persuaded him not to take this muddy water, and told him to take it slowly.

But how did he figure it out slowly?When he slowly figured it out, what should the people do?

Huaiguang was flooded, and He Zirong stayed in Huaiguang when he went to Beijing for the exam. Huaiguang is not a rich place, but it is rich in fruits and vegetables. The local people are simple and hospitable. The main road of Huaiguang was extremely muddy and encountered slippery rocks, so the main road was blocked.

As a last resort, He Zirong stayed in Huaiguang for more than half a month. During the half-month stay, after He Zirong chatted with the villagers, he realized that whenever it rained heavily, the main road could not pass through pedestrians. The people in the village were used to Fortunately, the rainy season in Huaiguang is short.

And it was during that time that He Zirong discovered that the Huaiguang dam needed to be rebuilt all year round, and the dam was quite low, which made the Huaijiang River water spread when the rain was a little heavier.

If there is continuous heavy rain, wouldn't it be flooding?

He Zirong thought so at the time, but he heard the villagers happily tell him that the capital allocated money this year, and the dam would definitely be repaired.

The undisguised smiles on the faces of the villagers infected He Zirong, and He Zirong couldn't help but smile along with him. Then when the sky finally cleared up, He Zirong left Huaiguang, and the villagers gave him a ride when they had time. He Zirong was one of the few on the way to the exam A little bit of leisure time.

However, three years ago, Huaiguang flooded, and the number of casualties was unknown, and the whole court was shocked.

When He Zirong heard the news, it was clear that the sky was bright and bright, but he felt chills all over his body.

"Scholar, I didn't expect you to go to the field. This hoe is good. Let me do it. You have to study hard. If you become a high-ranking official in the future, it will benefit us!" He Zirong wanted to help the hoe, with a pure tone, the man's family lived in poverty, his wife died of dystocia, an old mother who needed to be hanged by medicine, and a pair of sons and daughters, the son was smart and sensible, stronger than He Zirong, and the daughter was well-behaved Clever, the little one doesn't cry or make trouble.

The man was the first to let He Zirong stay overnight. He always had a smile on his face, as if there was nothing difficult for him. He was kind, diligent, simple and honest, until he found out that He Zirong was helping to take care of his feverish daughter and old mother. At that time, the man felt guilty, feeling that he had delayed He Zirong, a scholar, and insisted on letting He Zirong live in his uncle's house and study with peace of mind.

Men are just ordinary people in Huaiguang. They are not rich, but they live hard. Their life may be difficult, but they never give up.

They may argue for a long time over a penny, or they may smile purely because they drank an extra sip of soy milk. Get up earlier and work longer, and life will get better little by little. They may beg their grandpa to sue their grandma for a pair of medicine, but they will still stand upright and try to be as kind as possible to strangers... …

"Little scholar, don't worry, we've all heard that this year Beijing has allocated money, and the dam will definitely be repaired." The dark face showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and there were a few wrinkles at the corners of the crooked eyes. Wearing wrinkles that don't match the age, but smiling with sincere joy, like a child, happy very simple.

Life is really hard, even if they are choked by life, they still try to live with a smile, but a flood is like a natural disaster, and everything is gone.

If it was a real natural disaster, it might be nothing, but it is not a pure natural disaster.

Today's Holy Majesty was furious when he heard about this matter, but for the sake of the victims, he gave priority to appeasing the refugees, and then ordered a thorough investigation.

However, the thorough investigation came to an abrupt end. He Zirong, who had been paying close attention to the matter, knew that the last governor imprisoned in Dali Temple was just a scapegoat. He couldn't find the body, so He Zirong's throat choked.

His qualifications are too low, and he cannot rely on himself to investigate the matter to the bottom. He knows that it is the limit to be able to thoroughly investigate this point, and the aftermath is too complicated.

But when he was in Muxiu, he took another sick leave and rushed to Huaiguang. He is very knowledgeable and has learned a lot about the construction of dams out of interest in the past few years. He came here once after the disaster. He bought food and clothing for his salary, and he came this time to see how the recovery was going, otherwise he would feel uneasy.

At this time in Huaiguang, the new dam was just being built, and there was already a lot of waste waiting to be built. He Zirong was relieved, but he heard someone from Huaiguang sighing in a Huaiguang accent: "I heard that Governor Cai was arrested. Yes, but I remember that when I was a child, the supervisor of the dam building was clearly surnamed He..."

The surname is He... He Zirong was stunned. The prime minister at the time was surnamed He. He Zirong would not make unreasonable guesses. He listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything else. He frowned and walked slowly. , and then arrived at a pavilion built by Xinba, where some materials transported by a carriage were piled up. He Zirong carefully discovered that there was a word "He" on the side of the carriage...

He Zirong silently investigated some more, and recorded some useful or useless clues on the wat board that he carried with him when he was young.

After returning to Beijing, He Zirong looked up with an unmistakable expression, but after he turned down, he began to look through the old scrolls. Fortunately, his official position was related to the sorting of the scrolls, and he could read all kinds of scrolls if he wanted to.

The more He Zirong investigated, the more frightened he became. He thought that after the thorough investigation that year, although Dudu Cai and his party were scapegoats, they should also have something to do with the real culprit behind the scenes.

But He Zirong discovered that the pedestrian was the real scapegoat, while the person who should be questioned was completely unscathed. Even the pedestrian's scapegoat did not give the guilty person the slightest loss.

And the reason why the dam was so shoddy and built for many years was that it was just an insignificant place when those people were fighting for power.

That insignificant one made a big mistake many years later, causing many people to die unfortunately.

In the past three years, He Zirong has been ups and downs in the officialdom, and he has become more and more aware of being an official. He only feels physically and mentally exhausted, and he also knows that he is not even able to be a pawn in the power center.

Unexpectedly, I was so useless. After studying hard for many years, what did I get in return?He Zirong couldn't understand, he became confused.

Lu Ge always asked him to figure it out slowly, but he didn't know if he could change his original intention after many years, let alone, even if he really had the power in his hands one day, would he really be able to give those people an explanation?

He sat on the table, his thin shoulders sank slightly, and he felt exhausted. He fell into a nightmare, and the dream was full of weeping.

A sigh suddenly sounded in the silence, and Hu Ban reached out and patted He Zirong's back lightly: "Is it really what you want to be an official?"

It can be said that Hu Ban watched He Zirong grow up, and opened his eyes because of He Zirong's obsession with "becoming an official in the court". The wind blows every step of the way, full of vigor and vitality, but now He Zirong always frowns, walks slightly, and always has nightmares at night.

The fettered person can forget the fetters related to the spirit body and let the spirit body disappear, and the spirit body can naturally make itself disappear and erase the fetters.

"Guoan, that's enough." As Hu Ban said, his figure gradually faded.

He Zirong, who woke up lying on the table, rubbed his slightly sore eyes, took a deep breath, and made a decision in his heart.

One turn is another five years.

"These are...?!" Lu Suqing did not expect that He Zirong would find out to this extent. What is involved here is not only the Huaiguang flood, but also two other incidents, "You know, you can do it like this. There is no room for redemption!"

"Your junior knows." He Zirong has settled down a lot compared to five years ago, and his tone is firm, "I will resign after handing these over to the Holy Majesty. At that time, I will go to a remote place, and Yecheng Very good, the eldest princess has been there before."

"I'm asking Lu Ge to be perfect!" He Zirong said loudly.

"Idiot, really an idiot!" Lu Suqing sighed, looking at He Zirong with eyes full of admiration and regret, "In order to save your life, even if you finally pull them up from the ground, you will not have any credit at all." , even if you resign, you will be nothing more than a small civil servant who resigned due to illness in the end."

"Who are you doing this for? Is it worth it?"

"Not for anyone, but worth it."

After that, there was no small civil official named He Guoan, and three months later, because the censor impeached Prime Minister He’s family slaves for bullying others and killing innocent people on the street, the Holy Lord ordered Prime Minister He to take a rest for one month. The Shangshu impeached Prime Minister He, so the Holy Majesty ordered Dali Temple to re-investigate the old cases. Both of the serious life-threatening cases were instigated by Prime Minister He. The whole country was shocked.

In the same year, Prime Minister He was decreed by the emperor to be dismissed and imprisoned, and the whole family was executed, and the people of the whole country clapped their hands and applauded.

And at this time, in Yecheng Academy, there was a young man in the dust, carrying a burden, holding a letter of recommendation, and gently knocked on the door of the academy.

……

At the beginning, He Zirong was recommended by Mr. Lu Ge to become an academician of the academy. His usual business was to deal with the books in the academy and transcribe some unique books, which really made He Zirong relax for a while.

However, it happened that a gentleman in the academy was going home to take care of his old age. There were few gentlemen in the academy, and once this gentleman left, he was overwhelmed, so the dean asked He Zirong to help.

He Zirong refused but agreed, but He Zirong had never taught before, and after a few days of listening to the class, he still had no idea. In his opinion, teaching and educating people is an extremely important and difficult thing, and he was afraid that he could not teach well. , I am afraid that I will delay the children.

Fortunately, He Zirong is good-looking, with a gentle teaching voice and profound knowledge. He also patiently answered the children's chattering questions one by one. He Zirong gradually became at a loss from the beginning, and gradually adapted to it later.

Children are the most sensitive and sincere. They will remember whoever treats them well, and He Zirong's heart warms when he calls "Sir".

At the beginning, He Zirong thought that when the new husband arrived, he would not be a husband himself, so as not to miss the children.

And it was a very ordinary afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, the children were young and very skinny, during the rest time, He Zirong told them to be careful and not to run around at will.

However, after a while, a little chubby boy ran over with red eyes and a face of panic: "Sir! Sir! They collided, and then Meizi couldn't get up!"

It turned out that the boys were playing with each other, pushing and shoving, one pushed the other, and the other just stumbled over a big stone, and the whole person fell to the ground and passed out.

At this time, He Zirong had been with this group of children for a month, and he had already put every child in his heart. When he saw the children fell to the ground, he was very distressed.

He picked up the child and rushed to the pharmacy of the college. The doctor was dozing off when he was woken up by He Zirong. The doctor looked at the child and had a big bump on the back of his head. Fortunately, the problem was not serious, so he fell into a coma for a while, but in order to avoid sequelae , have to drink medicine for a month.

After the child woke up, he yelled at He Zirong: "Sir, I am in pain."

When He Zirong heard this, his nose was sour, and he blamed himself very much. He felt that he knew the children's skin, if he could watch more, or organize them to play games together during the break, they would not be injured.

However, the child saw that He Zirong's eyes were red, so he pointed his finger at He Zirong and said, "Come here, sir."

He Zirong hurried forward and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

The child said "baji" to He Zirong: "It doesn't hurt too much, sir remember to give me a whir."

When get out of class was over that day, He Zirong sent the child to the door, ready to apologize, and was ready to be scolded.

Unexpectedly, the child's parents comforted He Zirong instead: "Sir, don't blame yourself, our child is too skinny, it's normal for a child to fall down, it will be fine in a few days, and after the pain is over, you will know not to run around gone."

On the second day, He Zirong spent a little time telling the children that if he fell and got hurt because he was too naughty, he would feel bad, his parents would feel bad, and the gentlemen would feel bad too.

The children actually surrounded He Zirong during recess that day.

"Sir, sir, we won't run anymore, sir, it doesn't hurt."

"Sir, tell us a story."

"Mr. Mr...."

After that, He Zirong specifically asked the dean to express his desire to be a teacher all the time, and asked the dean how to teach the children.

When the children are sensible, people can't wait to give them their hearts, and when the children are naughty, people can't wait to beat the children severely.

The kids are all different, and their parents have different home situations, which makes being a good teacher even harder.

He Zirong himself has children for marriage, as if he has a group of children.

"Guoan is such a gentle person," Hu Ban said softly, his tone full of pride, "When he was an official, he would be the most dedicated official, and when he was a gentleman, he would be the most responsible Mr.

"There was a child whose family was not well-off and couldn't afford the Shuxiu to go to the academy. Guoan went to that family to persuade them to let the child go to school, and paid for the Shuxiu for the child. He obviously didn't have any savings."

"There was also a child who had the habit of stealing other people's things. After Guoan found out, he went to the child's house secretly and found that the child's mother had run away with someone. There was only a father who liked to drink. Guoan took the child to his own house. Where he lived, he said that he was afraid of the dark, so he asked the child to sleep with him, and when the father was awake, he told the father time and time again that the child wanted his father to hug him very much."

"Later, the father gave up drinking. Now he is running darts, and he takes the child to play when he is at home. If he can't come back when he goes out, he will ask Guoan to take care of him for a few days. The child no longer hides other people's things. A child knows that child had such a habit."

"But Guoan still has regrets. He feels that he is ashamed of his character. Up to now, he only sends letters frequently and dare not go home," Wat Ban sighed. Let him be a high-ranking official who honors his ancestors."

Hu Ban has been with He Zirong for so long, he has always felt that He Zirong is a gentle and strong person, he has learned dedication from He Zirong, and he also knows what He Zirong's biggest regret is, so Hu Ban doesn't want He Zirong to have regrets, even if he No matter how reluctant He Zirong is, even if he knows that after erasing the fetters, he will have nothing to do with He Zirong anymore.

He even thought, it's so good that He Zirong never knew about his existence, so that He Zirong would never feel sad because of the disappearance of the fetters. For such a good person as He Zirong, he couldn't bear He Zirong to feel sad at all.

"Wipe it off." Hu Ban said with a smile, his face was full of calm, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

Even if you don't know that I existed, I'm very happy. The first time I saw you, knowing you is my greatest luck, so I want to protect you, so, goodbye.

He Zirong opened his eyes. He stood in front and read a book to the children: "A child wants to be raised but the relatives don't wait for him; a tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop..."

While thinking about it, his cheeks suddenly became wet.

"Sir, why are you crying?"

He wiped his face with the back of his hand: "Because I'm homesick."

"Then go home and have a look, sir."

He nodded: "Well, good."

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