It was already deep in the night, and the mute girl was already asleep, curled up like a cat, with tears still hanging on her face. Li Wei was coming to her bed and staring at her beautiful face silently. Although she never told her life story, he also guessed a little bit that she might have been the lady of an official family, and her family was destroyed during Zhu Yuanzhang's cruel massacre.

What made Li Weizheng feel relieved was that she was not actually a mute. In the four years of loneliness in the tofu shop, no one talked to her, and her language function deteriorated, but this was not a terminal illness. Li Weizheng knew that this could be recovered and she needed encouragement and training. In one or two years, she could be no different from a normal person.

And this is his responsibility. Li Weizheng secretly made up his mind to help her recover. When he remembered the little girl's deep affection for herself, a warm smile appeared on Li Weizheng's face.

‘Let it go!’ Li Wei was stroking her hair lovingly, putting down the curtain for her, blowing out the oil lamp, and quietly walking out of the room.

The yard was covered with silver light, and a bright moon hung in the west. The mansion was very quiet and the family had fallen asleep. Li Wei was walking slowly in the courtyard with his back. It had been four months since he came to the Ming Dynasty, but he felt that he had been here for many years. He felt that he had integrated into this era. Li Wei was looking for a big stone to sit down. He slowly raised his head and stared at the cold moonlight above his head.

He remembered his hometown, a place with small bridges, flowing water, pink walls and black tiles, and still maintains the Ming Dynasty style Shantang Street. I wonder if he can still find the feeling of his hometown.

"Who is it?" Li Wei suddenly heard the sound of gentle footsteps coming from behind.

"It's me." Mr. Li walked out from behind a laurel tree. He asked with concern: "Why haven't Dalang slept yet?"

"I can't sleep, isn't my father the same?"

Mr. Li walked up to him and sat down next to him, sighed slightly, "Yes! So many things have happened in the county these two days. The high-ranking magistrate Zhang, our distant tribe, County Magistrate Li, and Yang Zhuan, are so majestic, but they can be killed just by saying that they can be killed. I am just strange. The Jinyiwei seems to know everything. The crimes of the past few years are clearly clear, and many secret old secrets have been paid out. Even they know that the public grain was not weighed last year. I was asked by the Jinyiwei to press my handprints."

Li Weizheng also felt a little strange. Only Jinyiwei had an undercover agent in Linhuai County. Otherwise, it would be impossible to know so clearly. Qin Dianshi's tall and burly figure suddenly flashed through his mind. Could it be that he would not be able to do it?

No matter it, it has nothing to do with him anyway. Li Wei was silent for a moment, and he suddenly said to his father: "If I go to be an official, will my father be afraid?"

Mr. Li shook his head, "I feel at ease with you. Although you can't study, you are kind-hearted and not as greedy as them. Besides, our family is rich, and you don't have to be greedy. You won't have any trouble."

Speaking of this, Mr. Li woke up a little. He looked at his son in surprise. Li Wei nodded, "This time I went out for official business, and accidentally saved a prince in Dingyuan County. He hired me as his aide out of repaying his kindness. Perhaps this is the beginning of my official career."

"So that's it." Mr. Li was not surprised. There were so many princes in Fengyang. It was normal to meet one. He suddenly remembered an interesting thing when he was young and said with a smile: "Speaking of this, Dad actually has a chance. Fifteen years ago, the emperor came to Fengyang to worship his ancestors. He had visited Lijia Village and talked to me about the harvest and taxes. At that time, he went to private visits in private. I even thought he was a small official who visited the public opinion, so he criticized the court for being too heavy taxes. Later, I found out that he was the current emperor. If I had known, I would have asked him to come to Dangdang."

"Didn't he make things difficult for his father afterwards?" Li Weizheng became interested. He has heard Zhu Yuanzhang's story a lot since he was a child, but most of it was fabricated, but now it really happened.

"No, he has a very kind attitude and praises me for treating tenant farmers well. He is a good emperor." Mr. Li sighed a few times, changed the subject, and returned to his son, "By the way, when are you going to leave?"

"In a few days." Li Weizheng replied calmly: "I am going to take the mute girl away together."

Mr. Li trembled all over, his eyes quickly dimmed, and after a while, he said slowly: "Regularly, I should be the one who decides your marriage, but I always feel that I can't control you. I'm not satisfied with the kiss you have made since I was a child. I'm not satisfied with it. I'm going to retire from my bride. My father also thought that Miss Ye was thin and not a prosperous child's life, so it was up to you. But the mute girl... Oh! Dalang, if you really want to marry the mute girl, your dad won't stop you, but you can't make her the main house. This will affect the prosperity of our Li family's descendants. My dad has no brothers and sisters, and you are the only son, so your wife must be the kind of woman who can give birth to children, do you know?"

Although Li Weizheng disagreed with his father's idea of ​​having many children, he saw that his father was solemn and could not bear to stumble on his intentions, so he said vaguely: "Let's talk about this matter! I don't have to marry a mute girl. She is still young, maybe I will find her a good family in the future. The child doesn't want to get married yet."

Mr. Li knew that he could not force his son, so he could only sigh and said, "I have already talked with your stepmother. She finally agreed to terminate the engagement with Miss Ye. When you leave, she will give you the divorce letter. My father is old and can't run away. If you have the chance, go by yourself! Remember, the Ye family and our family are family friends. You must hand over the divorce letter to Uncle Ye personally, otherwise our Li family will not be able to be human."

Li Weizheng nodded silently and asked again: "Where is Uncle Ye's official?"

"He has been an official in Sichuan. I heard that he was transferred to Huguang last year and became the prefect of Hanyang."

'Hanyang', Li Weizheng silently read it twice, and then said to his father: "Dad, I remember it."

Both father and son were silent for a moment. When they thought that their son was finally leaving home, Mr. Li was both happy and reluctant to leave, but more worried. His son was confused since he was a child. In his memory, he had been to Suzhou twice when he was eight and ten years old. He had never been far away. This is second. The key is that his son is extreme and does not understand the worldly ways. Why is he the opponent of others when he goes out to explore? I don’t know how many losses he will suffer, and no one will take care of him for him. But he also knew that his son is twenty-two years old this year, and he should have gone through the storm, mature earlier, and take over his family business. Fortunately, he had been in the Linhuai County Government for several months, and he should not have gone as stubborn as before. Mr. Li was in a mess and didn’t know what to say.

"Dad, I'm going to set out the day after tomorrow. Do you have anything else to tell your child?"

Mr. Li sighed and said slowly: "Dalang, Dalang, Dad is just an ordinary rural farmer, and he doesn't have a broad knowledge, but Dad has lived a lifetime and has experienced more things than you. The reason why our Li family has continued from the Song Dynasty to this day is because our ancestors have remembered a word, "tolerance", don't underestimate it. Everything is because of being strong. Sometimes if you endure it, it does not mean that you are weak. This is a strategy. Especially young people are very popular and can't swallow this for a little immediate benefit. They have to fight to the death and won't get any benefits in the end. In fact, why bother with it? Dalang, look forward to a longer-term perspective. Remember Daddy's words, take a step back, and the sky is wide."

At this time, raindrops floated in the sky, and Li Wei was standing up and saying to his father: "I remember what Dad said, my child, please don't worry, my child will be cautious. It's too late, so my father will rest early."

"Okay! You go to bed early too." Mr. Li stood up with the tree and reminded him: "Anyway, the capital is not far away, so you should come back and see it often."

Li Weizheng nodded silently and helped his father back to his room.

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Two days later, Li Wei was taking his mute girl away from his hometown and heading to Yingtian Mansion, the capital, and will officially embark on his journey of life. In front of the entrance of Lijia Village, Li Yuanwai, Yang Ying, and more than a dozen domestic servants carrying large and small bags of luggage, all delivered them to the official road. A hired carriage had already been parked on the official road. The handlebar was a man in his forties and a native of Lijia Village. He ran long distances between Fengyang and the capital for many years. When he saw them coming, he hurried forward to help get his luggage.

Mr. Li repeatedly reminded him: "Old Wang, I will hand over these two children to you. You must send them to the capital safely, do you know?"

"Mr. Li, don't worry! I have been running this road for almost twenty years, and I can walk with my eyes closed."

"You can't close your eyes and walk!"

"Mr. Li, you're worried, am I kidding?" The handlebar handle handle was struggling to move two large boxes into the car, and took a deep breath, "Mr. Li, you're moving! That's so heavy."

"Haha, the first time I went out, there were always more things."

Li Weizheng and the mute girl got on the carriage. At this time, Yang Ying stepped forward and handed Li Weizheng two thick envelopes, and said to him calmly: "One envelope contains a thousand treasure notes, which is the expense for you, so you need some money. There is also an envelope that is your engagement letter. This is what you want. I will seal the engagement letter for you. Then you can just hand it over to Uncle Ye. Without saying anything, he will naturally understand."

Speaking of this, she sighed, "What a good kiss, you actually... Alas! I really don't understand you."

She looked at the mute girl who lowered her head and said nothing, and suddenly felt that she had lost her words, and then smiled apologetically: "Of course, I can understand, how could he think of others with a woman as beautiful as our mute girl?"

Li Wei was smiling and taking the envelope and carefully put it away. Then he smiled at his father and Yang Ying and said, "Dad, stepmother, then I'll leave."

With a long whip on the handlebar, the carriage started. Mr. Li stared blankly at the carriage. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he broke free from his wife's hand and chased him. While chasing the car, he shouted loudly: "Child, you have to take care of yourself!"

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely be careful."

The carriage was getting faster and faster, and gradually, Mr. Li's figure became smaller. He waved to his son from afar, and his shout came faintly, "Child, have a good journey!"

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Chapter completed!