reborn child bride

Chapter 582 Bitterness and joy (1) ([-])
In other words, he came down from the position of real power.However, it can be promoted to the third rank or the third rank.It is estimated that it should be the third grade, after all, the real power has been taken away.

"I won't let me go out of Beijing."

He would take Shen Ji with him when he left Beijing, no matter what.The emperor also knew.There are no parents in his family to serve, and there is no need for the mistress to stay in the capital alone.

The little bun was touching the sachet on Shen Ji's waist, and suddenly found that the jade pendant that was hanging yesterday was gone, so he raised his head and said, "Mother, where is the jade?"

Hearing this, Wei Ying also looked at Shen Ji, "Did you lose it?" Shen Ji liked that piece of jade very much and often wore it.

"No, I smashed it and asked Fuye to bring it to the emperor."

Wei Ying was moved, "I know what happened today. You're right, at worst, we'll have nothing to do with him." He doesn't wear colored hats.

"Ah."

Little Baozi looked at his father and then at his mother without knowing anything. Xiao Pang put his hands on his mother's waist and rested his head on her chest. He liked this position the most.Shen Ji hugged him tightly, and patted him on the back, "I didn't see the queen mother today, and it wasn't Fuye who saved me. As soon as I walked to the gate of the queen mother's palace, I bumped into the emperor and came out."

Wei Ying didn't know this, he thought Shen Ji went to see the Queen Mother today and was rescued by Fu Ye.It seems that His Majesty the Emperor really cares about his wife.However, those with bare feet are not afraid of those who wear shoes. He did not believe in the first emperor before going, and the emperor dared to make a move.After all, he was not a king like Emperor Sui Yang.And even though he is sitting on the dragon chair now, there are still some dissatisfied among his imperial brothers.The first emperor left a message, asking him not to hurt his brother's life.Moreover, King An's evil deeds have not been revealed, so he can't just do it.

Under such circumstances, he did not believe that the emperor dared to risk his reputation.It's true that he is a courtier and a literati, but if he wants to rob his wife, he will go all out and make trouble.If the emperor himself didn't care about the not-so-stable country he just got, why would he have to compromise.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay. I can handle it." Wei Ying hugged the two girls together in his arms.

The stuffed bun muttered and protested, and in his eyes, his father was a villain who robbed his mother, and he was only willing to give a small half to his sister at most.

"Mother, mine!" the little bun shouted.

Shen Ji was afraid that he would be squeezed, so he quickly pushed Wei Ying, who pinched his round face, "Don't worry, no one can take your mother away!"

The little bun hugged Shen Ji's neck in a possessive attitude, staring at his father.

Wei Ying slapped his little butt, "This is my wife first, and then your mother."

Little Baozi didn't care about these, he rubbed his little ass aggrievedly, and buried the first year in Shen Ji's arms.

After the 27th, the clothes were removed.Finally, without having to go to collective mourning every day, Shen Ji returned to the mansion.Mother Fang saw that she had lost a lot of weight, so she hurriedly prepared her delicious dishes, and cooked soup slowly and meticulously.

During this national funeral, Shen Ji's business suffered heavy losses, whether it was the Luran Building or Baoyue Zhai.During the national mourning period, marriage and entertainment are prohibited, and the catering and jewelry industries are like eggplants beaten by Shuang.She simply closed the door for a hundred days, and only some of the people were left to watch the store, and the rest were sent home to issue basic monthly reports.This is the fundamental reason why Wei Ying said that the fields and the like are the fundamental reasons.

Fortunately, they have no shortage of fundamentals. Although their income has dropped sharply, they are not in danger of being stretched.

Xiao Baozi is already one and a half years old, he is almost round, and he no longer wags when he walks.But he obviously has to wait to become an older brother. During the national funeral, Wei Ying and Shen Ji slept in separate rooms.Now, there is a knife hanging directly above their heads.If Wei Ying gets caught accidentally, it is self-evident what awaits their family.

But Xiao Baozi didn't regret this, on the contrary he was very happy.After his mother didn't have to leave early and return late every day, he was able to sleep in her arms every night.So at this moment, he had already taken off his clothes and snuggled into his mother's arms, but seeing that his father didn't go out after saying a few words to the sky, he looked at him with dark eyes, "Father, aren't you going to sleep?"

Wei Ying didn't care much about the youngest son who took his place with quick hands and feet, so he only said to Shen Ji who was sitting with his arms around him: "I'm going to relax."

"Where is the transfer?" Shen Ji patted Xiao Baozi's back while listening to Wei Ying's words.

"The Minister of Honglu Temple who is the third rank."

Shen Ji blinked, it turned out that he was transferred to take charge of court meetings, banquets, sacrifices and praise etiquette.Compared with Jing Zhaoyin, who is extremely busy every day, he has been promoted to one level, and, indeed, he is much more leisurely.Just be careful with your errands.But it can also be said that the official has done his best, and he can only deal with these things in his life.This is the real ups and downs.If it was Xu Mao and the others, they would probably wake up laughing when they fell asleep.He has been an official for ten years, and he has already reached the high position of the third rank before the age of Erli. There is only such a person in the Manchu Dynasty.And you don't have to get involved in any disputes, it's like a big hermit!
In fact, such a transfer is very much in line with Shen Ji's wishes.However, for Wei Ying, who is determined to do practical work and wants to be an excellent minister, this is tantamount to announcing the end of his lifelong ambition, the ambition of Lingyun in his youth.

The little bun was still twitching in his arms, and Shen Ji patted his head, "You blame me?" Without her, with the trust and love that Wei Ying was entrusted to the gate of the capital by the late emperor, the new emperor's ascension to the throne would definitely be a big deal important minister.Although he has won a high-ranking official now, he has lost real power.

Wei Ying glanced at her, "What do you think of me! Besides, you can't be blamed for this matter."

If you don't blame it for a while, can you never blame it for a lifetime?Shen Ji knew that it was impossible for Wei Ying to abandon her, but she didn't want to be a drag.

What is the safest way to do it now, and what is the best way to avoid disadvantages?Let her get a strange disease and "die", and then continue another series.In this way, even if she is hidden in the emperor's golden house, it will not hinder his reputation.And it is very likely that because of knowledge and interest, he will change to a fat person with real power and continue to make great achievements.

Naturally, it is impossible for Wei Ying to do this, but he is only under 29 now, so he has cut off his way forward.Living unsatisfactorily for the next few decades, even if he never complains, is it true that there is no resentment at all?
The little bun in his arms rubbed his eyes, and Shen Ji coaxed him to fall asleep and stuffed him into the bed, "Brother Wei, can't we stop being an official? Go back to Huaiyang, there will be no good days."

"If you don't become an official, you won't be conspicuous. It's easier for the emperor to attack. A group of robbers came out halfway and took people away. I don't know what to do."

Shen Ji scratched his head and said with a helpless smile, "I never thought that I could be a troublemaker."

Wei Ying's eyes flickered, "Stop thinking about it, go to sleep. Look at this boy who is so beautiful, he still asks about me. He also knows how to make a detour. Instead of asking why he didn't leave, he asked if he was sleeping or not?"

Shen Ji looked at his son's white and tender face, "It's not a little sesame bun."

(End of this chapter)