After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

The sky is clear during the day, but after the sun sets, there are bursts of spring thunder and heavy rain.

Xia Hong abandoned the imperial carriage and left the palace without issuing any orders in advance, only taking Eunuch Lin and four disguised personal guards with him.

The lanterns in front of the Grand Tutor's Mansion were blown out by the strong wind. Eunuch Lin lit the lantern in his hand, and four personal guards held umbrellas to block the rain from all directions.

The two servants who were on night watch saw this scene and realized that the person coming to see the Grand Tutor was another distinguished person.

One person was sent into the mansion to report, and the other person bowed respectfully towards the visitor: "Greetings, sir. My master has been ill these days..."

The servant's words "I won't see anyone" were swallowed up the moment Xia Hong walked out of the umbrella and approached him.

The person who was sent to the main courtyard not long ago has not come back to report. The servant at the door has never seen a person with such momentum and intimidation, and the fear in his heart almost freezes him.

The servant did not forget his mission, he knelt at Xia Hong's feet and trembled as he put down the obstruction.

"Please wait for a moment, my lord. The Master is seriously ill. If you go in and get infected, I will not be able to atone for my sin even if I die."

Eunuch Lin kicked the servant away and said, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. Is this someone you can stop?"

Even though the eunuch's unique voice had been disguised and diluted a bit, the servant could still hear it at once.

The servants at the gate of the Taifu Mansion were usually smart people. Looking at the demeanor that the eunuch Lin had, they guessed that the nobleman in front of them must be from a royal family.

"I am guilty of a capital crime. Please follow me."

After kowtowed three times in a row, the servant endured the pain and crawled out of the mud to lead the way for Xia Hong.

As soon as the group walked into the main gate, Wu Cixiu, dressed in a blue shirt, came out in the rain to greet them, supported by A Shun.

"Your Majesty, long live the emperor."

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, and with the help of the light from the lantern, Xia Hong could clearly see Wu Cixiu's face.

Compared to the past, he looked dull and paler, and his legs, trembling as he kneeled on the cobblestones and was hit by the rain, revealed a weakness that Xia Hong had never seen before.

Walking steadily to Wu Cixiu, Xia Hong bent down and helped Wu Cixiu up: "Taifu, your health is not good. If you kneel again, the heaven will not let me go."

A Shun didn't dare to let Wu Cixiu's strength really fall on Xia Hong's arm, nor did he dare to stand up before Wu Cixiu. He had to kneel on the ground, lift Wu Cixiu up, and then slowly stand up.

Xia Hongduo glanced at A Shun, then walked to the main hall side by side with Wu Cixiu.

"I once heard from my brother that on the day he visited Zhongqing Mountain for the third time to ask the Grand Tutor to come out of the mountain, there was also a torrential rain that night."

"The Grand Master couldn't bear to see the king get hurt in the rain, so he decided to leave the seclusion and became a role model for the scholars of Daxia."

To build an empire, you rely on the horse under you, the sword in your hand, and the soldiers behind you.

But to maintain a country, one needs the strategy of the nobles and the pens of the scholars.

Although Xia Qi, who came from a peasant family, won the hearts of the people all over the world, he was unable to gain the recognition of the nobles and scholars as their leader.

Since Wu Cixiu came out of seclusion, all the scholars and aristocrats in the world have submitted to Xia Qi, and the first aristocratic family of Daxia has made a marriage contract with Xia Che.

From then on, the mountains and rivers of Daxia were unified.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years passed, the country changed hands, but Wu Cixiu's status became higher and higher.

"I am an old minister of limited talent and learning, and I have been treated so kindly by the late emperor and the emperor. I have only been given this place to stay. Even if I die a thousand times, I cannot repay the emperor's kindness."

She was drinking the hot tea slowly, her eyes glanced at the door, and saw Ah Shun pacing anxiously with some clothes in his hands.

Even though Wu Cixiu was the owner of the Taifu Mansion, even though Wu Cixiu stayed in his own home, Xia Hong did not say anything, and the sick head of the family could not even change his clothes.

"I remember that when Che'er was seven years old, the Grand Tutor fell ill. In order not to delay Che'er's studies, the guard outside carried him to the East Palace to give him lessons even on a snowy day."

Wu Cixiu, who is still able to go out today, has not attended the morning court for nearly a month.

Who was it that Wu Cixiu wanted to take his life for?

After standing up from the chair for a long time, Wu Cixiu moved his steps to Xia Hong and knelt on the ground: "This old minister admits his guilt and will definitely go to the morning court tomorrow."

"Hmph." Xia Hong raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiling with a somewhat ambiguous meaning.

The next moment, Xia Hong casually exposed the meaning behind this: "Grandmaster, your health is not good, so you should take good care of yourself. As long as you don't return to the Golden Palace, I will not judge these corrupt officials who came out of the imperial examination."

Xia Hong wanted to pin the crimes committed by these officials who followed Wu Cixiu's call and passed the imperial examination on Wu Cixiu, the ancestor of all the candidates in the world.

The exhaustion was suppressed by the hostility from the emperor, and Wu Cixiu straightened his back: "The emperor has changed over the years, and I, an old minister, can't recognize him at all."

The scalding hot teacup in his hand fell at Wu Cixiu's feet, and his wet clothes collided with the heat.

Wu Cixiu seemed to be in great pain, yet he also seemed to feel nothing.

"It's the king in the Master's heart, never me."

"The Grand Master was willing to risk his life for his brother, and later he was not afraid of life and death for Che'er."

"Now that I have caught the termites of the Great Xia Dynasty one by one, the Grand Tutor has even stopped attending the morning court because he is annoyed by these people."

"Master, where do you put me?"

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

It doesn’t matter whether all the candidates in the world entered the court because of Wu Cixiu’s call.

The important thing is that Wu Cixiu does have the ability to order the whole country to select candidates.

Xia Hong once knew that Wu Cixiu was special. He had never liked him, but he would not show it, and he would not easily shake Wu Cixiu because of his dislike.

Now that Xia Hong has Shen Jinmo, he will eliminate all those he doesn't like and those who he thinks will pose a threat to him.

In the end, Shen Jinmo will bear the blame.

The master of this world is Xia Hong.

The world cannot accommodate a head of literati, let alone a living ancestor.

Wu Cixiu waved his hand towards the outside, and A Shun hurriedly walked up to Wu Cixiu, fed two pills into his mouth, and then brought hot water to feed Wu Cixiu a few mouthfuls. Only then did Wu Cixiu recover.

Wu Cixiu's eyes showed no sign of defeat. He bowed to Xia Hong, who was watching coldly, and said, "Your Majesty's intention is understood by this old minister."

Xia Hong stopped talking, saying things that only the two of them could understand, and anxiety crept onto his face in front of everyone.

His generous hand fell on Wu Cixiu's back, revealing a soothing tone: "It's getting late, Master, take care of yourself. I hope to see you in the morning court in the second half of the month."

Even though he was too weak to kneel, Wu Cixiu still struggled to kneel and see Xia Hong off: "Your Majesty, this old minister respectfully sees you off."

After the group had completely left the Taifu Mansion, Ah Shun asked the servants to help Wu Cixiu bathe and change clothes, and then he carried Wu Cixiu directly to the bed.

"The young master is taking less care of himself every day."

"Ah Shun, he is calling me back. He is calling me home."