In the early morning, the rising sun rises in the east.

The Song Dynasty residence is located in the east of the capital city.

The servants got up early and started a busy day.

On that day, Song Gongwen happened to be taking a rest, so he did not go to Dali Temple to attend the ceremony.

"Madam, where is Hongzhi?" Song Gongwen, who had just finished his meal, immediately asked his wife, King Song, because he did not see his son.

"I haven't seen anyone since early in the morning." Mrs. Song sighed and said, "Ever since he came back from seeing his sister in the palace that day, for some reason, Hongzhi has been saying that he will work hard to learn martial arts and join the army. Now,

I don’t know what to do anymore.”

"This unlucky guy doesn't study hard and only wants to cause trouble outside. See if I don't break his legs!"

When Song Gongwen heard this, his eyes widened and he became furious, his face full of anger.

But soon, the anger was exhausted and turned into a sigh.

Although it is said that scholars practiced martial arts, it was common practice in the Wei Dynasty.

But his Song family is a scholarly family, and his main focus should be on studying and gaining fame.

Just like myself, when I was young, I was very talented in literature and was a top three scholar.

But this son did not inherit the genes of the Song family at all. His grades in the academy were disastrous, he also liked to hang out outside, and even invited more than a dozen teachers back home to leave in anger.

He often used his talent for not studying as an excuse, saying that he should join the army and go to the battlefield to command thousands of troops and make contributions to the country.

On the other hand, my daughter has been extremely intelligent, gentle and respectful since she was a child, and is well-educated. She has been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics since she was a child.

So sometimes Song Gongwen couldn't help but wonder whether this son was his biological son.

Now he just hopes that the other party will not cause any huge trouble.

After all, the daughter is already the queen of the dynasty, and her mother is respected by the world.

How much more can you ask for?

As for his son learning martial arts and joining the army, he didn't care at all.

What achievements can a stupid young man from a scholarly family without any military training make?

"By the way, sir, when Hongzhi went to the palace last time, he told his daughter that you were going to resign, but do you need to think about it again?" At this time, Mrs. Song seemed to have remembered something and asked.

"Don't think about it. I'm really not good at solving cases. This young minister of Dali Temple has been working for more than ten years, and he has been scolded more and more."

"And my superiors have no intention of transferring me, so I might as well resign and live a peaceful life at home."

Song Gongwen shook his head. He had made up his mind and no longer wanted to do it.

"That's fine." Mrs. Song nodded and did not continue to persuade her.

There is no way, even though the Shaoqing of Dali Temple is an official with real power.

But in the capital.

There are a lot of people like this in one photo.

In addition, my husband is really not qualified for his job. He has been working for so many years without any improvement.

Also, because he often made mistakes in solving cases, the entire Song family would be criticized when they went out to buy groceries.

Mrs. Song also felt that it would be good to resign from the official position. At least she still had her daughter to help her in the palace, so her future life would be good.

"Okay, madam, you go and do your work. I'm going back to the study to practice calligraphy. Call me again during lunch."

After saying that, Song Gongwen went straight to the study with his hands behind his back.

Mrs. Song was not surprised by this.

My husband was like this when he was young and liked to practice calligraphy in the study.

Especially in recent years, after the officialdom has failed, I have been trapped in it almost every day.

Although she seemed to have no future, Mrs. Song was still very satisfied. Unlike other officials, she was either looking for flowers or listening to music after her duty was over.

After Song Gongwen came to the study, he practiced calligraphy for a while, but he always felt that his mind could not calm down.

He immediately crumpled the rice paper into a ball, threw it on the ground, and slumped down on the chair.

He knows, if nothing unexpected happens.

My daughter will ask to see His Majesty in the next two days to discuss her resignation, and His Majesty will definitely agree to it.

After all, he had served as the Young Minister of Dali Temple for many years, but he had not achieved any impressive political achievements.

Coupled with the criticism from colleagues and the sporadic curses from the common people.

It is perfectly normal for His Majesty to remark accurately.

But.

Song Gongwen was not happy.

Because he didn't really want to resign.

But over the past few years, I have become disillusioned with my career.

Thinking of this, Song Gongwen couldn't help but turn his head and look at the motto he wrote when he was young and frivolous.

I saw that the calligraphy of the painting was like a dragon and a snake, which was unbridled and full of charm. There were eight words in it: I will devote my whole life to death!

That year, he had just passed the imperial examination and was named on the gold medal list. He just felt that the world was at his fingertips.

That year, he had great ambitions, wanted to serve the country wholeheartedly, and wanted to bring happiness to thousands of people.

That year, he entered the Hanlin Academy and wrote good articles that attracted praise from countless officials in the Qing Dynasty. He had a bright future.

Even at that time, Song Gongwen had already determined to write the first memorial in the world that could help the Wei Dynasty and change the lives of all people.

But it was also that year that because of his youth and vigour, he secretly offended many people and began to be suppressed.

It was also that year that he was transferred from the Hanlin Academy by the late emperor, and he stayed in Dali Temple for decades from then on.

It was also that year that he was criticized by his colleagues because of his poor handling of cases, and the scolding gradually started.

Even the Qingliu people who had admired him at first began to deliberately exclude him.

At first, Song Gongwen was not disheartened.

I feel that by serving as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, I can at least ask for orders for the people.

But it turned out that he did not have any talent in this area. No matter how hard he tried, the final result was the same. Later, the people in the capital began to have opinions about him.

As time went by, Song Gongwen began to become numb, his former passion began to cool down, and he forgot his heroic ambitions.

Then start learning how not to offend others, learn how to be tactful, and learn how to follow the crowd.

However, due to his nature, he was not very satisfactory in this regard.

How should colleagues look at each other behind their backs?

How should the people scold, or how to scold.

Therefore, Song Gongwen gave up completely.

I feel like I’ll be like this for the rest of my life and I won’t struggle anymore.

Even when her daughter was favored by the late emperor and designated as the crown princess, she thought it was nothing. She just thought that having the status of the head of the state would make her life easier in the future.

But in fact, just as he expected, now that His Majesty has ascended the throne and his daughter has been canonized as the Queen of the Middle Palace, His Majesty does not seem to take any advantage of himself, not even mentioning it.

If there are no expectations, there will naturally be no disappointments. Song Gongwen accepted this calmly.

Fortunately, after becoming the head of the state, there was less suppression and exclusion.

It's one of the few good things.

But so what?

Don’t you want to stay in Dali Temple all the time?

His only wish now is to spend his old age peacefully, practicing calligraphy and writing articles at home.

As for anything else, Song Gongwen didn't ask for it, and he didn't want to think about it.

Because, his heart has become cold.

Song Gongwen couldn't help but smile bitterly, stood up, walked to the calligraphy, took it off and rolled it up, thought about it, and put it together with a dusty book.
Chapter completed!