"My uncle woke up, and the first thing he asked when he woke up was: Where is my father-in-law?"

"Poor uncle, despite being beaten severely by the enemy, the first thing he asked about his well-being when he woke up was me."

Zhang Ding looked at his unconscious son-in-law and felt sad again.

He turned back to his crying daughter and said, "You must take good care of him."

"Don't worry, Dad, my husband is everything to me, and I will take good care of him."

Zhang Ding sighed, "I don't know what's going on with your brother."

"It's really worrying."

"Who says it's not?"

Youshi said: "Master, please be more careful about this matter, lest someone deliberately frame me."

Zhang Ding looked at Youshi with a somewhat scrutinizing look.

Mrs. Zhang spoke for her mother-in-law and said, "My wife doesn't know what's going on outside and has some random thoughts. Father, don't blame me."

Zhang Ding didn't know whether it was true or false for a while, but more than one person had this speculation.

"Just take good care of Zi Qian and don't worry about anything else."

"Hey."

Zhang Ding sat for a while, then got up and left.

Five days later, news came out from Ningguo Mansion that Mr. Xiaoge had woken up.

It's just that Mr. Xiaoge's legs and feet are not very convenient and he can't stand up.

When Jia Lan heard the news, he cried all the way home.

Brother Rong was like a father to him, teaching him how to read and write, teaching him how to behave in the world, and paving the way for him in his official career.

His affection for Brother Rong is deeper than that of his grandfather Jia Zheng, and deeper than that of his dead father.

Jia Rong woke up from his sleep and found Jia Lan sleeping on the edge of his bed.

He woke up Jialan and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Brother!" Jia Lan choked and said, "Wherever you go, brother, I will carry you. I will be your legs."

"Okay."

"Cough cough cough..."

Jia Rong coughed up a mouthful of blood in front of Jia Lan.

"Brother."

"Why are you vomiting blood? Come quickly, call the doctor."

Jia Lan was so anxious that he was running around.

Mrs. Zhang took the doctor and the girl into the house and asked the doctor to examine Jia Rong.

Zhang tried every means to persuade Jia Lan to go back.

Jia Lan went home crying.

Li Wan felt very distressed when he saw his son like this and advised him, "Brother Rong is a wealthy man and he will be fine in a while.

Although the doctor said there is little hope, there is still hope."

Jialan sobbed.

Jia Lan thought about it all night, making various bad assumptions that made him unable to live peacefully.

The next day I went to court with red and swollen eyes.

Seeing Jia Rong's appearance, officials of the Hanlin Academy began to inquire about Jia Rong's injury.

When someone asked Jia Lan, Jia Lan cried before he spoke.

Without him saying anything, the courtiers knew that Jia Rong's condition was not optimistic.

"I heard that Xiao Ge will have to live in bed from now on."

"Oh, Xiaoge is such a brave man!"

"It's worth it to have such a son-in-law."

"What a pity, God is jealous of talented people."

Speaking of Mr. Xiaoge, the courtiers shook their heads with regret.

The more serious Jia Rong's condition becomes, the more guilty Zhang Ding becomes.

Three days later, the imperial physician returned to the palace to report to the emperor.

"Mr. Jia's condition is quite serious. I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up in the future."

The emperor regretted, "Is there really no other way?"

"It depends on Mr. Jia's luck."

The emperor waved the imperial doctor to go down, holding his forehead with his hand, "My beloved!"

On the tenth day of November, Jia Rong's memorial was brought to the court by Jia Zheng, entered the cabinet through Ming Road, and reached the emperor's hands.

Jia Rong requested to resign from his position as Ge Lao and asked the emperor to let Jia Lan take over his position in the Department of Agriculture.

The days without Jia Rong were very boring. The emperor asked Jia Zheng: "Is there no other way?"

Jia Zheng didn't know the inside story at all, so he said: "Chuanxin went out to find Xinglin Sage. After some acupuncture, my legs and feet felt a little bit better, but I still couldn't stand up."

The emperor has some hope.

Jia Zheng: "Maybe we can stand up in a few decades."

The emperor's eyes were full of disappointment.

Since Jia Rong can no longer stand up, the position of the Pavilion Elder must not be given to him.

The emperor asked everyone in the palace, "What do you think about this?"

Zhang Ding, who has always been the last to speak and draw the final conclusion, is now the first to speak.

Zhang Ding said: "Since Ziqian is like this, let Jia Lan take over the Agriculture Department.

Although Jia Lan is young, with Zi Qian supporting him, he should be able to control the Agriculture Department."

Other bachelors agreed one by one.

"After all, the Department of Agriculture was founded by Jia Rong, and many policies are still formulated by Jia Rong. Letting Jia Lan take charge of it is the best choice."

"I second that the people in the Department of Agriculture might listen more to the people in the Jia family."

They all said this, and the emperor did not refuse.

"Then just do as he says."

The emperor felt sorry for Jia Rong and thought of Jia Rong's hard work and achievements, so he rewarded Jia Rong with many extra gifts.

Zhang Ding felt even more guilty when he saw that Jia Rong didn't even want an official position, and he responded to Jia Rong's requests.

But Jia Rong didn't ask him for anything.

The emperor's decree was quickly passed down.

Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Xiao Ge resigned from his position as a bachelor due to physical reasons.

When Jia Rong's group heard the news, they were shocked and shouted that it was impossible.

They even wrote to the court, begging the emperor for mercy.

When the old master of the Zhang family saw the Di newspaper, what came to mind was not reluctance, but four words.

Retreat bravely from the rapids.

"What a great move to retreat into advance!"

Zhang Dingyuan, who was playing chess with his grandfather, asked puzzledly: "Isn't he injured?"

"I guess the injury is not serious. If he really can't get up, he will never let Jia Lan take over the Agriculture Department. If he really can't manage things, he will let Wang Qiyuan take over.

Zi Qian is a smart man, but Jia Lan is not able to handle things well at a young age and cannot control the situation, which will ruin all his hard work in the future.

He dared to let go because he had the confidence to control it again."

Although the old master has left the court, he is very familiar with the changes in the court.

"When your father takes the position of chief minister, he will definitely start a war and even offend many people.

At that time, many courtiers will criticize you.

If Jia Rong were in the court, they would say: Weng and son-in-law are controlling the court and plotting against loyal ministers."

"My father is not such a person."

The Grand Master smiled and said: "No, it will be said that it is, both official history and unofficial history will have personal biases.
To be continued...