It is cold in winter, and it is not easy to take them out to play. Except when the weather is better, they can go shopping in the streets of the provincial capital. Most of the time, they stay at home. Fortunately, with Dabao and Erbao, the king's parents don't feel bored. It is almost the same as their life in the capital.
The king's father and mother have been recuperating well over the years and are in good health. They did not suffer from any problems with acclimatization after coming to Dongyi, which made Wang Yu feel much more relieved.
Knowing that Erbao had to learn the piano for an hour every day, Wang's father and mother went over to watch with curiosity. The little guy imitated Rong Jianan in earnest, and when he played one or two notes, Wang's father and mother were extremely happy to hear it.
After Erbao finished learning, the Queen Mother held Erbao's hand and walked back, praising him non-stop, "Our Erbao is really amazing. He can even play the piano now."
As a child, no matter who praises you, you will be shy and happy. The corners of your mouth are wide and your eyebrows are curled up. "I will tell grandma about it when I learn it."
This made the Queen Mother even happier. "Okay, okay, grandma will definitely listen carefully to the music our Erbao plays."
"Yeah." Erbao nodded solemnly, thinking to himself that he must learn well from Uncle Anan.
Wang Yu will hold an event in the provincial capital during the Spring Festival this year. Apart from his daily homework, Dabao spends the rest of his time going to the government office with Wang Yu. While handling official business, he will occasionally test him.
Although he was only thirteen years old and his answers were still very immature, it was already very rare for him to think and find solutions on his own. Wang Yu had no intention of forcing him to learn, so he let him think and answer by himself and then read it himself.
Erbao still likes to follow his father to the government office, and also likes his father to test him. In this way, he can verify what the teacher said based on actual situations, and he can understand it more deeply, which is very beneficial to him.
His father would also take him for a walk on the street, tell him how lively it would be here on New Year's Eve, and ask for his opinion, whether it was a good idea to do this, and ask him if he had any better ideas.
He likes this way of getting along with his father very much. His father treats him as an adult. Even if he says something wrong, his father will not criticize him. He will just patiently explain why it is wrong and what he would do if it were him.
If he was right, his father would praise him generously and say how smart he was. He thought it was great to have such a father.
Dad would cook lots of delicious food for him, sew clothes, shoes and socks for him by hand, and care about whether he ate well, slept well, and was happy every day.
His younger brother would also act coquettishly with him, call him brother, and play with him. Although they haven't seen each other for more than two years, he really likes such days and cherishes the days he spends with them.
Dabao watched his father handle government affairs, then gave instructions and asked thoughtfully, "Dad, is it difficult to be an official?"
Wang Yu looked up at Dabao, beckoned him closer, touched his head and asked, "Dabao, do you want to be an official?"
Isn't the purpose of studying to become an official and benefit the people? Then he nodded and said, "I do."
"Being an official is difficult. Managing a county, a state, or a prefecture is difficult. Achieving political achievements is difficult. Dealing with other officials is also difficult. But there are always ways to resolve these difficulties. Nothing is difficult for those who set their minds to it."
"But the most difficult thing is to maintain your original intention, the original purpose of being an official. If you maintain this, then even the most difficult things will not be difficult. Do you understand?"
Dabao nodded, seeming to understand.
Wang Yu smiled and said, "Your task now is to study hard. Only after you pass the imperial examination can you think about other things. Daddy brought you here just to let you experience what it's like to be an official and gain more experience."
Dabao nodded seriously this time, "I understand, Daddy."
Wang Yu put away the documents on the table, stood up, put his arm around his son's shoulders and said, "Let's go home. Dad and Erbao are waiting for us at home."
Dabao left Dongyi in February of the following year. After seeing off Erbao and the others, Cheng Chen cried again. Wang Yu comforted him that he would be able to return to the capital in more than a year.
Over the past year, Wang Yu tried his best to develop Dongyi and taught Dongyi officials everything he could. As Wang Yu expected, Dongyi developed very well in the past five years, and the people loved this prefect who was wholeheartedly thinking about them even more.
In late autumn of the 24th year of Yuankang, Wang Yu had to return to the capital to report on his work. The capital had already arranged someone to replace Wang Yu. In recent years, people in the capital also knew that Dongyi had developed well. After all, the emperor would praise Wang Yu for what he had done in Dongyi every now and then, so it was hard for them not to know.
The Dongyi are no longer despised and considered useless as they were when they were first conquered. Now there are still many people who want to come here.
Wang Yu and the others were packing up to return to Beijing. Cheng Chen looked at the place where he had lived for five years. It was impossible for him to feel reluctant at all, but they had to leave eventually, as there were people they cared about in Beijing.
Erbao did not go to Rong Jianan today because he also knew that they were going back to the capital. He was only three years old when he came here. The capital was far away and unfamiliar to him. This was where he grew up and he was reluctant to leave. But now he has grown up and understands that his father is just an official here and he will have to go back when the time comes.
"Dad, are we leaving?"
"Yes, grandparents and brother are waiting for us in the capital."
Oh, he still remembered his great-grandmother and brother. His brother was very kind to him. He would write him letters and give him gifts on his birthday every year. He missed his brother too.
"Yeah." Erbao nodded.
The officials and common people who came to see him off filled the entire street. Although Wang Yu was young, his ability to govern was really good. He was also very good to his subordinates. He was capable, skillful and friendly. The subordinates all admired him very much. The changes in Dongyi over the past five years were visibly getting better.
For the people, although Dali occupied their country, it brought them a better life, which cannot be ignored. Nothing is more important than living a better life.
Wang Yu stood on the returning boat and looked at the crowds of people at the dock who came to see him off. Wang Yu bent down and bowed to them, then waved his hand to let them go back.
Someone in the crowd said, "Bon voyage, sir."
Then, more and more voices came to wish Wang Yu and his companions a safe journey. Looking at the island gradually disappearing into the distance, Wang Yu felt not only reluctant but also relieved that the burden on his shoulders could finally be lifted.
She tilted her head and kissed Cheng Chen, saying, "I will always be with you from now on, wherever you want to go."
"Yeah." Cheng Chen leaned into Wang Yu's arms.
After arriving in Dingzhou, Rong Jianan did not go with them. This was his hometown, and he had already agreed with Wang Yu that he and Zheng Shu planned to settle down in Dingzhou.
When they parted, Zheng Shu, a grown man, was still in tears, muttering, "Sir."
Wang Yu patted his shoulder and said, "You're already married and have your own life. We're just parting ways. If you have the chance, come visit me with Rong Jianan and bring your children with you."
"Okay." Zheng Shu nodded solemnly. To him, Wang Yu was not only his master but also his benefactor.
Rong Jianan came over to comfort him, "You are a good man. Good people will be safe. The child and I will be with you."
Zheng Shu looked at Rong Jianan's bulging belly, and his brows were full of tenderness.
"Let's go burn incense for our parents."
"good."
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