Bluestone Street.

After seeing Zhao Hao away, Hai Rui walked along the small river at the intersection for a long time.

Needless to say, Zhao Hao's proposal made him very moved. But the hard-working family had just passed less than a year of stable life. The mother was old and his wife survived death. Xiao Ya was only five years old. Han's belly had a new life.

This hard-won stable life is as wonderful as a dream.

Hai Rui often woke up in the middle of the night, mistakenly thinking that he was still in the dark prison; occasionally he would see Zhongdi, and Zhongliang looked at him from afar.

This made him more careful in protecting everything in front of him, for fear that he would accidentally poke the bubble of happiness again...

Therefore, he could not agree to Zhao Hao, and could only digest the shame, apologies and unwillingness in his heart at night alone.

~~

Before he knew it, Hai Rui walked up to a stone bridge.

He stood on the bridge and watched the dark river water flow quietly in the river channel. The water level was only one-third of that in summer. Suddenly, he thought that his life was only one-third at most, right?

Thinking of this, Hai Rui laughed at herself and was really shameless.

He was born on December 27, the eighth year of Zhengde, and he was about to be fifty-five years old.

In this era, people's life expectancy was clearly divided. The working people who accounted for the vast majority of the population had an average life expectancy of only 45 or 6 years... This is already the best record in all dynasties outside the Qin and Han Dynasties.

The average lifespan of gentlemen and officials who are not engaged in childbirth and have no worries about food and clothing is as high as over 70 years old. They live an average of twenty-five years more than the ordinary people who suffer.

This is because many rich people are too licentious and burp early, which lowers the average life expectancy. If they are well maintained and pay attention to health, it is common for those who live to the age of 80s, and it is not rare for them to be in their 90s.

Hai Rui subconsciously believed that he had one-third of his life span. Obviously, he unconsciously distinguished himself from ordinary people.

Yes, I am already a fourth-rank high-ranking official, and then I will force myself to be an ordinary person, which is hypocritical and pretentious.

But he still felt guilty, and this identity was the most despised and despised by him.

This year of leisurely life in Nanjing is due to the support of the people! An official has retired from the age of 70, and he is still far from the age of retirement. Have you been living like this?

What's the difference between this and those lazy officials who suck the people's wealth and mischief?!

Hai Rui felt a strong discomfort in his heart, and he supported his knees with his hands and started to retreat.

~~

It was not until the third day that he could barely collect his mood and go home.

Hai'an opened the door for him and saw that the yard was pitch black, and only the main house where his mother lived was still lit with dim lights.

"Have my mother stopped yet?" Hai Rui asked in a low voice.

Hai'an shook his head and bolted the door silently.

Hai Rui tiptoed to the middle of the patio and saw that the light in his wife's room was also on.

Obviously, Wang didn't sleep well either.

Is this the so-called panic?

I have brought too much misfortune and fear to my family, and my mother and wife are afraid that they have already had bad premonitions.

Whether it is a son, a husband or a father, it is too incompetent.

Hai Rui couldn't help but look guilty, just like the dim moonlight in the sky.

After hesitating for a moment, he deliberately let his pace down and walked towards the main house.

Release the thick cotton curtain and gently push open the empty door.

The charcoal basin had already been extinguished, and it was already cold in the room just midnight.

There was a dark and dirty room inside, only a small oil lamp was lit by the bed.

Under the light, my mother was lying on the bed with her back to him, holding the little girl sleeping inside with one hand.

"Eat meat, meat is delicious..." Xiaoya said in a dream.

"I still eat." He heard the mother of Hai laughing, and obviously she was not asleep.

"Mother." Hai Rui then called softly and sat on the skull beside the bed.

Haimother didn't look back, but still patted Xiaoya gently, slowly asked in Qiongzhou dialect, "Why did you come back?"

"Mother, my son has thought about something." Hai Rui also answered in Qiongzhou dialect.

"How do you want to convince my mother?" asked Haimother. Although she was already a little slight, Hai Rui could not speak, and it was difficult for her to not hear it.

"My mother knows it." Hai Rui smiled bitterly and said, "My son can't even get through this level of his own."

"You are going to lie to me." Haimu sneered and said, "You are the flesh that fell from my mother. Can you hide that little thought from me?"

"My son really feels that he can't speak to his mother." Hai Rui hurriedly cried.

"Hmph!" Haimu snorted angrily: "Listen, Guang Xunmeng thought about how he convinced me to go, and he said that he could not pass this level!"

"Uh..." Hai Rui was speechless when asked by his mother.

"Young Master Zhao wants to invite you to take over Lin Zhongcheng's class?" Haimu asked again.

"Yes." Hai Rui nodded.

Haimu asked in confusion: "Where is his origin? Can the candidate for Governor Yingtian have the final say?"

"Of course he said it doesn't count." Hai Rui explained to his mother in a deep voice: "The ministers of the state need to be promoted by the court. Simply put, the senior officials in Beijing vote to select candidates and recommend them to His Majesty for appointment. His Majesty usually will not refuse."

"So, is he in touch with senior officials in Beijing?" Haimu also came from a serious lady, and has been influenced by her for many years and has extraordinary experiences.

"So that's it." Hai Rui whispered: "Last year, he was in Beijing, and he recognized the eldest princess as his godmother and opened a Raush subsidiary with her. Many powerful people have invested in the stock. Because of this reason, his son doesn't want to get too close to him."

"Don't be an ungrateful wolf!" Haimother finally turned around and poked her son's head.

"My son is talking about last year." Hai Rui hurriedly explained: "In Beijing, I just listened to his words and didn't dare to believe him too much. But this year, my son has been silently observing his actions and finally can be convinced that his words and deeds are consistent. He is acting to change the Ming Dynasty."

"Of course." Haimu said confidently: "Otherwise, there would be dozens of millions of taels of silver and the eldest princess as her backer, and she would be happy all day long, so how could she have time to pay attention to you?"

"Uh, it seems like this..." Hai Rui smiled bitterly: "I don't know why this child has to be so close to me. It's really a good life."

"Aren't you the same?" Haimu sat up with her son's support. She was born with strong yang energy and didn't feel cold at all while wearing only her clothes.

"Haha, maybe to some extent, it's also considered a feather flock of birds of a feather flocked." Hai Rui laughed after he said that.

"Where is a little bit like? Shameless." Haimother finally smiled, then reached out to touch her son's gray temples, and said slowly:

"Didn't you say 'My husband's ambition is to be in the country and he hopes to let everyone wear mats'? Go, my mother won't stop you."

"My mother?" Hai Rui's face was surprised. Before he could think about how to convince his mother, he did not expect that his mother had already let him go.
Chapter completed!