Zhao Xiu couldn't hide his joy when he heard that his teacher had promised Lan Jing to him. Hearing Madam Mu's words, he suppressed his smile and said sincerely, "Teacher's wife, to be honest, I did feel resentful at one point. I felt that if it weren't for your meddling, I wouldn't have been held hostage by those people. But since returning from Beiting, I've come to understand that even without you, I wouldn't have escaped this fate. Now that they've set their sights on me, they won't give up easily, and you're just their most convenient excuse. So, please, Master's wife and teacher, please stop blaming yourselves for this."
If he really cared about this, he would not have atoneed for his teacher's sins.
"The kindness you and teacher have shown me is difficult to distinguish from these right and wrongs. It is better to throw them all away and start over." Just as Xu Jiang said, things in the world are gone, so let's throw them all away. They should all move forward and look forward.
Madam Mu couldn't help shedding tears and said, "Since you have feelings for Lan Jing, and Lan Jing also has feelings for you, then your teacher and I are happy to see this happen..."
Before Madam Mu could finish, Zhao Xiu interrupted her and asked eagerly, "Master's wife said that Lan Jing is interested in me..."
Madam Mu wiped her tears and smiled. "No one knows a daughter better than her mother. If I hadn't been interested in you, why would I have followed me all the way back to accompany you?" Seeing Zhao Xiu's overwhelming joy, she couldn't help but sigh, "Perhaps we were meant to be a family, so we can weather this storm together."
Zhao Xiu knelt down, bowed three times to Madam Mu, and kowtowed, begging, "I beg Madam and Master to allow me to marry Lan Jing."
Madam Mu stepped forward and helped him up. "Your teacher and I have already agreed in our hearts. As long as you come out, even if you don't seek official positions again, we will become a family in the future."
A family.
Zhao Xiu's heart trembled at the thought of this address, and he choked out a reply: "Okay."
The results were announced at the end of the month, and Zhao Xiu lived up to expectations. He was admitted and ranked third in the first class as usual, becoming the new third place.
Compared with the top two candidates, he was not so dazzling. In addition, his reputation was greatly damaged due to the imperial examination case two years ago. Therefore, even though he passed the exam, few people interacted with him or celebrated for him. Some people even made fun of him in private for his title of third place.
However, Lou Yunchun and Xu Jiang came with a generous gift to congratulate them.
Faced with all kinds of criticism, Zhao Xiu didn't care because he had already got what he wanted most.
After the results were announced, the Ministry of Rites conducted an assessment and appointed officials. Compared to the scholars who were actively striving to stay in Beijing, Zhao Xiu set his sights on the position of Qiantang County Magistrate and wrote a letter requesting the appointment.
Later it was granted.
In April, Zhao Xiu, Madam Mu, and Mulan Jing set out on a journey south to Suzhou and Hangzhou.
Before leaving Beijing, Mu family relatives, Lou Yunchun and Xu Jiang came to see him off.
Zhao Xiu looked up at Chang'an while riding on his horse, and vaguely saw the young man who had ambitions as high as mountains and seas, and walked into the city gate with high spirits.
"Zhao Xiu! Have a nice trip."
Someone called him from behind, but Zhao Xiu didn't look back. He just waved his hand and walked forward.
A year later, Zhao Xiu and Mulan Jing got married, and a year later they gave birth to a son, named Zhao Jinghua.
After completing his three-year term in Qiantang, Zhao Xiu was transferred back to Kyoto and served as the Left Prime Minister in the Honglu Temple.
Three years later, he was promoted from Zuo Cheng to Shao Qing of the Honglu Temple.
At that time, the Turks surrendered in large numbers and sent envoys to the capital to pay homage and pay tribute. The imperial court sent the Honglu Temple to receive the special envoys.
The minister was about to assign this task to Zhao Xiu, but Zhao Xiu's left eye had been twitching for a few days and he had a bad feeling, so he wanted to find an opportunity to shirk the responsibility, but another junior minister came in sick first.
He had no choice but to go there.
When the Turkic envoys arrived at Anhua Gate, they saw Ayan Lianshan leading the way from afar.
There was no way to hide now, so he gritted his teeth and walked forward with a fake smile.
Ayan Lianshan had already noticed him, and then he grinned, stepped forward and greeted him, "Long time no see, Shaoqing."
Zhao Xiu narrowed his eyes and pretended to be dumb, "Does the special envoy know me?"
A Yan Lianshan rode his horse up to him and sneered, "Even if you turn to ash, I'll still recognize you, Zhao Xiu!"
Zhao Xiu felt a dull ache from the old injury on his waist. He stepped back a few steps and said, "Since the envoy has come to the capital to pay homage, please follow the rules of our Dasheng and dismount when you are asked to, and enter the city on foot."
He emphasized the word "pay homage" a little, and Ayan Lianshan's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to refute, he heard the Fourth Prince behind him say, "Since that's the case, then dismount."
Everyone had to dismount and walk.
Ayan Lianshan walked up to Zhao Xiu and said, "Don't be too proud."
"If you win, you can be so proud." Zhao Xiu grinned like he deserved a beating, and then ordered the guests to take the envoys to the post station.
After making all the arrangements, he turned around and said to Ayan Lianshan, "Come on, Turkic barbarian, follow me to experience the might of our Dasheng."
A Yan Lianshan's eyes were fixed on Zhao Xiu's back. "You're lucky that you weren't killed by that arrow."
Zhao Xiu heard it with his sharp ears, turned around and smiled, "Thanks to the Eagle Master for showing mercy."
If that arrow were to be sent upwards with another palm strike, it would be able to pierce Zhao Xiu's heart.
Ayan Lianshan couldn't help but secretly resent that he shouldn't have let this foul-mouthed dog go!
At the very least, he should be hung up and beaten, especially on the mouth!
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