Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Several months passed like this, winter came, the weather turned cold, and it looked like it would snow soon.

It is time for the villagers to rest and recuperate. They no longer have to work in the fields every day, and they finally have time to relax and take care of their homes.

Walking in the village, you can often see every household busy cleaning and repairing, preparing to welcome the happiest day of the year.

The plants in the small garden in front of the Wen family's house have grown up, and the saplings that were planted at the beginning have now grown into tall trees, but there are only a few leaves on the trees now.

Sitting in the small park, you can clearly see everything in the village.

The emperor sat here and enjoyed the tranquility.

The life in Gutong Village really made him linger.

Yu Mingwang wanted to remind him that the weather was getting cold and it was time to go back, but before he could go forward, he heard footsteps. He turned around and saw Qiu Zhizheng standing not far away.

Yu Mingwang bowed and saluted.

Qiu Zhi walked forward slowly, and Yu Mingwang was about to stop him. After all, these two were always ready to fight when they met, and the Queen was not there at the moment, so he couldn't stop them.

But Qiu Zhi raised his hand towards him, and Yu Mingwang had to shut up.

Qiu Zhi walked over and sat down next to the emperor.

The emperor noticed someone and turned around to see that it was Qiu Zhi. He was stunned for a moment and said nothing.

The two of them sat there in silence. After a long time, Qiu Zhi spoke slowly: "You should go back."

The emperor sighed after a while and said, "Hmm."

Qiu Zhi looked towards the direction of the village. Children were laughing and playing, neighbors were helping each other, and everything was peaceful and stable.

"I'm tired." The emperor suddenly felt sad. Having been an emperor for so many years, he was diligent and conscientious, and loved his people. He managed to slowly bring a precarious country back to health.

Tired? Tired. Sometimes when he had to deal with memorials all night, he even worried that he would collapse on the dragon throne.

Today, Annan is a country of peace and prosperity, with its people living and working in peace and contentment. This is exactly what he wants and what he hopes for.

Qiu Zhi could hear the sadness in his tone.

"When you sat on that chair, the responsibility on your shoulders was already determined. Being tired is also the path you chose." After a pause, Qiu Zhi asked him, "Do you regret it?"

I regret having seized this world.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "No regrets." If he were given another chance to choose, he would still do the same.

The two fell into silence again. This was the first time in many years that they sat down and talked calmly.

Once upon a time, they were close friends just like they are now.

"Come back with me. The prince needs you, and the court needs you too." For the first time, the emperor humbled himself and wanted to bring this man back to the court. Only there could his talents be displayed.

Qiu Zhi refused: "No, I'm old and don't want to move. Besides, I'm used to it after so many years here. The prince is very good, a good boy who can take on great responsibilities. He has his own ideas and ambitions. What you have to do is to support him. Let him go on his own for the rest of the way."

"Do you still blame me?" the emperor suddenly asked.

Qiu Zhi took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and smiled: "It's all over."

The emperor felt a little sad, but he tried his best to explain: "I have never treated her badly."

"Yeah." Just a simple "hmm" and Qiu Zhi didn't say anything more.

Perhaps after so many years, some things that should be let go have been let go.

Seeing him like this, the emperor suddenly said, "How about you choose one of my sons to take care of you in your old age?"

Qiu Zhi: "..."

His usually calm face finally showed cracks, and his voice became higher as he shouted, "Li Xun, are you sick? I have a son, what do I need your son for?"

Li Xun is the emperor's real name.

When Yu Mingwang heard Li Xun's voice, he was so frightened that he almost knelt down on the spot.

There is no one else in this world who dares to address His Majesty by his name.

The emperor touched his nose awkwardly and said, "That's just what I said. I'm not worried that you will be alone when you grow old."

Qiu Zhi was so angry that he laughed: "Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. There's still half a month before the Chinese New Year. Go back to where you came from. You're the emperor, but you're still so willful. You just left such a big mess behind. If you don't want to be the emperor, tell me as soon as possible, so that so many people won't have to follow you and make trouble."

Yu Mingwang was almost crying and kept winking at him.

Mr. Qiu, Mr. Qiu, please stop talking.

The emperor suddenly had an idea: "Well, what do you say I will pass the throne to the prince when I return?"

"Huh?" Qiu Zhidu was speechless. He stood up and turned to leave, leaving only one sentence: "It's up to you. This country belongs to your Li family. You can do whatever you want."

"Oh, no, don't go, I'm talking to you seriously."

No matter how the emperor shouted from behind, Qiu Zhi just walked away with his hands behind his back without looking back. When he passed by Yu Mingwang, Yu Mingwang quickly bowed his head to reduce his presence.

This person even dares to scold His Majesty, he can't afford to offend him.

"Hmph, serve your master well and go back early." Qiu Zhi said this and left.

Yu Mingwang breathed a sigh of relief, but was also helpless. These two had been awkward for their entire lives, and they were still awkward now.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Qiu has left. Let's go back. It's cold and we will be cold." Yu Mingwang stepped forward and said respectfully.

The emperor put away his playful smile and sighed deeply: "Yu Mingwang, he still refuses to go back with me."

Yu Mingwang lowered his head and bent his waist while supporting him as they walked back: "Mr. Qiu must have gotten used to living in the mountains and fields, and you know his character. It may not be a good thing for him to go back to the court."

The emperor paused and said, "Forget it. You should make arrangements and prepare to return to Beijing."

"According to the order."

"Yu Mingwang."

"The slave is here."

"How about I give up the throne to the Crown Prince after we return?"

"..."

"He is fascinated by the mountains and fields. I also want to live like this."

"..."

The emperor left as soon as he said he would. After Magistrate Meng arranged the boat, he left with the empress, Prince Fu, and Prince Fu's wife.

As for Li Yi and Wen Yao, this place was originally Wen Yao's fiefdom, so there was nothing wrong with the two of them staying. Poor Prince Fu, he was crying while holding Wen Xiuyi's hand when he was leaving, and was finally carried onto the boat by his own brother.

Half a year later, news came from the capital that the emperor was unwell and abdicated to become the emperor emeritus. The crown prince succeeded to the throne and the coronation ceremony was scheduled for August. The Wen family also received the news and were asked to return to the capital to attend the coronation ceremony.

At the end of July, the Wen family set out for the capital again.

In August, the new emperor ascended the throne and changed the country's name to Jingtai. He implemented new policies and set up a cabinet to discuss state affairs. The young Marquis Wenchang entered the cabinet, becoming the first scholar in history to enter the cabinet at a young age and participate in political affairs.

Everyone knows that it is only a matter of time before the young Marquis Wenchang of the Wen family is granted a title of nobility and appointed as prime minister in the future.