Human dimension reduction

Although Xie Zhuo was given the title of deputy envoy, but whether it was intentional or not, the emperor seemed to have forgotten that Xie Zhuo himself was still "a body to be punished". He should have stayed at Xie's house and waited peacefully. The princes of the court convicted him of a crime, and then he either left his job and was confined at home, or he was directly exiled to Mobei.

According to the news revealed by the fourth prince last time, it is likely to be the latter.

All in all, his appearance in the Phoenix Terrace at this moment is already a violation of the holy will.

But because the emperor didn't mention this matter from the beginning to the end, all the ministers and workers were human beings, knowing what to say and what not to say, so they kept silent about it tactfully.

Since the emperor didn't mention this matter, Xie Zhuo is still a body to be punished. The newly appointed Deputy Envoy Xie is not as good as he appears on the surface.

God knows that the emperor pretended to be lenient, and he was waiting for this matter to be resolved, and he used this point to settle accounts after the first autumn.

After the court meeting dispersed, most people still avoided Xie Zhuo's attitude, while some people expressed their disgust more clearly. Most of them served in the Ministry of War, and Xie Zhuo's report was full of accusations against them. The corpse is incompetent and stupid, it's no wonder they can accommodate Xie Zhuo.

After the fourth person walked past Xie Zhuo in a strange manner and let out a sneer, Xie Zhuo quietly turned his eyes and glanced at him. Although he didn't say anything, this look angered that person somehow, and he originally planned to look up The officer of the Ministry of War who walked out with his chest held out widened his eyes angrily: "Xie Yinyu! What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Xie Zhuo's eyelids moved slightly, his expression calm and calm: "This..."

He paused for a while, as if thinking about memories, and then smiled apologetically after a while: "This lord is really unfamiliar, Zhuo doesn't remember meeting him before?"

What is the concept of Xie Yinyu's past? The person he knew in the past was someone that the officials of the Ministry of War would never drink together at the same table in his life, so even if he just asked this plain and easy-going question, the other party felt some kind of indescribable humiliation.

"Xie Zhuo! You are just a prisoner with a ruined future. If it weren't for your surname Xie, your bones would have already been refrigerated. How dare you enter the Phoenix Terrace brazenly? Your Majesty let you, you If you don't know how to restrain yourself, how can there be such a wicked person as you in the world!"

His words rushed out of his mouth like a cannonball, but he still had a bit of rationality left. He knew that roaring the hall was a felony, so he deliberately lowered his voice. For a while, no one else noticed anything unusual except the two of them.

From Xie Zhuo's point of view, he just asked an ordinary question, and was severely scolded head-on. He walked up to him, put one hand on his shoulder and blocked his words.

"What do you mean, my lord? Xie... Since Zhuo can appear on the Phoenix Terrace and be given a seat by His Majesty, the title of this class of criminal officials is open to question. Could it be that Your Excellency is accusing His Majesty of not distinguishing between right and wrong?" Wang Yuan's voice was a bit stiff, Even though he had made his voice as soft as possible, he still couldn't hide his depressed emotions.

The man saw Wang Yuanzhi coming forward to support Xie Zhuo, his expression was not very good-looking, he paused, and sneered: "Prince Wang Jiafeng, you can be so close to someone who bullies your elders, I really underestimate your heart."

His words were full of irony, and even his eyes shone with contempt. Wang Xie is a dignitary, whether it is Xie Zhuo or Wang Yuanzhi. According to the rules, his official position is higher than the two of them, although there is only a first-line, and even they will soon rise to the top because of family background or other reasons, but at this moment, they just need to meet and pay respects to him.

This kind of behavior that only cares for the moment is actually very stupid. Everyone knows that Wang Yuanzhi, as a child of the Wang family, will definitely become a giant in the future. At this time, emotion is greater than reason.

Wang Yuanzhi was ridiculed veiledly, without any anger on his face, he calmly glanced at the other party, there was nothing in this glance, but the man involuntarily shut his mouth.

"Xie Shoufu's car has been parked below for a long time, probably waiting for you." Wang Yuanzhi ignored that person and turned to remind Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo hummed, without giving Wang Yuanzhi a single look, and walked out past him.

Wang Yuanzhi stood on the spot, watching him go down the steps, for a long time, he remained motionless.

The appearance of the Xie family's car was clean and elegant. Two robust brown horses stood obediently in front of the car. Their sleek manes exuded a bright and fluffy luster. The groom purred the head of one of the horses with one hand, and the black horse bowed Head, a pair of big ears slightly turned forward, relatives and gentle.

Seeing Xie Zhuo approaching, Ma'er stretched out his head docilely, and thrust his big head onto Xie Zhuo's body with all his might, making short beeping sounds, as if a child was urging an adult to touch his head.

Xie Zhuo reached out and touched the horse's head a few times. The black horse blinked, and the round pupils were filled with Xie Zhuo's small shadow.

"Zhao Yebai I haven't seen you for a long time." The groom stroked the black horse's mane and chatted.

Xie Zhuo said nothing.

The groom continued: "Zhao Yebai had a son last month. Isn't there a horse named Zhu in the stable? I don't know when they will be ready. Before seeing Zhu, he didn't like stallions to approach him, and he even bit the white head. Who knows, I posted it with Zhao Yebai... The world is really impermanent, isn't it? Horses change without knowing it, and people change without knowing it."

Xie Zhuo smiled helplessly: "...Whether it has changed or not, who can tell?"

The groom sighed, looked at the Saburo who was almost grown up by him, and turned his face to the rear compartment: "I'm waiting for you, go."

The groom is not young anymore, with a worn-out felt hat on his head, old and clean clothes, hale and sharp eyes, obviously possessing martial arts skills, he took a step back to make room for Xie Zhuo to get into the carriage, and conveniently passed by the young man Jun helped him get into the car with an elbow, and he lowered the curtain for the grandparent and grandson to block the sight of outsiders.

The whip whipped out a loud whip in the air, but it didn't hit the horse. The two quite satisfactory horses had already taken brisk steps and walked forward.

The car bumped slightly, and the grandparent and grandson sitting opposite each other in the car were silent with each other, and the atmosphere was calm.

Different from the car with a simple appearance, the interior of the carriage is paved with soft velvet blankets. The bamboo curtain separates the two spaces. There is no one on the outside. There are a few lacquered cabinets and low boxes. The interior of the bamboo curtain is spacious and tidy, with a few soft couches Everything is available, a heavy Liuyun tea table occupies a small half of the space, a simple landscape scene is made on the table, the flowing water on the rockery, the mossy red pavilion is small and exquisite, and a few vivid small maple trees stand beside the winding path After a closer look, it is completely a miniature version of the scenery in Xie's backyard.

Xie Shoufu had already taken off his heavy official robe, and was wearing a cotton and linen shirt that was too soft because of its age. The large sleeves rolled with diamond patterns fell on the wooden floor in layers, like a ball of soft Sitting behind the tea table squinting his eyes and fiddled with the charcoal fire in the tea stove with bamboo tongs, Daxia Shoufu, the head of the family, looked like an ordinary old man.

"Is there any more Jianxia in the cabinet?" Xie Shoufu asked casually while stirring the charcoal fire without raising his head.

Xie Zhuo opened the small door of the closet, and quickly turned his eyes around it. There were sweet white porcelain tea pots inside, and water-red paper made of gold threads hung on the mouth of the pot. He flipped through two of them to see After looking around, he found the jar with Jianxia hanging on it, went back to the tea table, and sat down with a flick of his sleeves.

Xie Shoufu took the tea pot, opened it for a look, let out a long "huh", and sighed regretfully: "After all, you don't drink it. You like to drink this. After your uncle heard about it, on your 13th birthday That year, I specially contracted a whole tea mountain in the mountain range, and sent people to watch it for four months, from picking to frying, and finally got these 17 taels of good tea, which were shipped all the way from Chaozhou, barely in time for your 16th birthday , you keep it with me all the time, drink it every time you come here, until now, there is only so much left.”

He tilted the tea pot slightly, and there was only a layer of tea leaves at the bottom of the pot that could barely cover the snow-white porcelain surface.

"One tael of good tea worth thousands of gold is just for you to taste when you come to visit me occasionally. The utensils you use, the clothes and accessories on your body, the food and drink in your mouth are all things that ordinary people can't imagine in a lifetime. , Good things that you can’t see, if one day, you don’t have these fine clothes and food, what should you do?”

Bubbles rose from the boiling water, and snow-white smoke floated up, covering the wrinkled face of the old man. The car was moving smoothly, and now it was passing through the downtown area, and the noisy laughter outside the car could be vaguely heard.

Xie Shoufu lifted the teapot and poured it into the cup. The clear tea swirled in the tea cup, and the tea leaves were rolled up like a wave. After a while, the water was slightly bright red like a newborn cloud, until a bowl of The tea is dyed the color of the morning sun.

Xie Zhuo pressed the edge of the teacup with his fingertips, and after a while he asked softly, "In my grandfather's heart, am I such a kind and gentle person who loves wealth and honor?"

Xie Shoufu suddenly laughed when he heard the words, the wrinkles on his face stretched out, no different from a kind and kind old grandfather.

"No, I said this not to persuade you at all, but to persuade myself."

Shoufu's eyes were both gratified and complicated.

"I enlightened you by myself. The first word I taught you to write was 'to establish one's heart'. To be a person, one must establish one's body and one's heart, be pure in one's mind and body, self-restraint and return to rituals. There is a saying in the past, 'Set up a heart for the world and live for the world. Establish a life for the people, inherit the unique learning for the past saints, and open up peace for all generations'. When I enlightened your brothers, I taught them to write words such as 'Li Cheng', 'Li Ming', and 'Benevolence'. You are the only one. One exception."

"I'm glad you chose this path, and I hate that you chose this path."

The aged Shoufu was just an old man talking heart-to-heart with his grandson at the moment, his tone was melancholy, looking at Xie Zhuo, it was as if he had seen the future of his proudest grandson.

"How could it be you?" He showed a puzzled expression, and murmured out the doubts in his heart.

There are so many outstanding talents in the world, and so many people who are willing to dedicate themselves to the country, why is this person his most beloved grandson?

This question is very unreasonable, but it is a question that everyone who has lost a loved one asks.

Xie Zhuo understood this, so he smiled slightly: "Why can't it be me? Rather, it should be me."

Xie Shoufu was heartbroken: "How talented and qualified you are! If you can wait until you enter the cabinet to pay homage to the prime minister, the future prosperity of the Great Xia can be expected! You are reckless! Buying a scorpion for a pearl!"

Xie Shoufu, who was so angry that he spoke incoherently, began to use idioms indiscriminately. Xie Zhuo couldn't laugh or cry because of his child's unreasonable temper.

"Father..." the young man called out in a low voice, "but if I shrink back here, I will no longer be the Xie Yinyu in your heart who can bring prosperity to Great Xia."

Xie Shoufu suddenly fell silent.

The tea stove was still dutifully burning the water in the pot, and the billowing white smoke covered his blurred expression.

"Ugh……"

An old sigh sounded faintly behind the smoke, Xie Shoufu's voice seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, this time he really looked like a confused and old man.

"Go, go, you don't want the glory and wealth of the Xie family, the clothes and the food, you want the wind, sword, frost and sword outside, and the severe cold, you want to be Xie Yinyu...then go."

"After that, you will no longer be able to receive the blessing of the Xie family."

Xie Yinyu can be his own Xie Yinyu, but the Xie family cannot be Xie Yinyu's Xie family.

Xie Zhuo changed his kneeling posture upright, stretched his big sleeves, fluttered like the wings of a white crane, folded them, overlapped them, put his hands on the ground, touched his forehead to the ground, and paid homage.

"Xie Zhuo, thank you Elder Father."

Xie Shoufu Su Rong adjusted his clothes, avoided this great gift, and turned to bow to his grandson to salute: "Xie Yuan, on behalf of the thousands of people of Great Xia, thank you."

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Xie Mansion in Qingxi. The doorman saw the emblem of the owner on the carriage, and quickly called the servant to remove the threshold, and drove the carriage into the mansion. Before the gate was closed, the groom stopped driving the carriage, and the door opened. , Shi Shiran, a young man in bluegrass and white robes, got out of the carriage, gave a silent salute to the carriage, stepped out of the gate of Xie Mansion without looking back, and walked towards the other side of the street.

His figure is as tall and straight as a bamboo, with fluttering sleeves, and his whole body is like a sharp sword with a hidden front, and a gentle and beautiful jade. Nothing can break his spine, but he walked unswervingly into the morning sun at the beginning of the day. .

From beginning to end, he never looked back.

The groom looked at his back from afar, then rushed to the silent carriage behind and said, "He's gone."

There was no response from the carriage, and after a long while, until Xie Zhuo's back was almost out of sight, the old man responded from the carriage: "This is the unicorn son of my Xie family, who is about to ride the clouds and ride the wind."

The groom didn't take it seriously: "I'm afraid I'm going to be swept into the sea by strong winds and waves. Splendid and rich people don't want to wait, and they insist on showing off. They have bad virtues, and they came out of the same mold as you when you were young."

The old man poohed him: "Nonsense!"

"It's because he is Xie Yinyu that he can't stay in his comfort zone... Kirin Kunpeng, Golden Dragon Luanfeng, they are all going to die above the nine heavens, in the waves of the vast sea."