After Xie Zhou delivered the news, he stayed in the home of a peasant woman who was as warm as spring and refused to leave. The reason was that he was afraid that the King of Jin would drown alive in the river of love, leaving no one to explain his funeral arrangements.
When King Jin kicked him out, he stood in the snow, put his hands in his sleeves, and sighed to Huang Ting. The prince, a veteran, would rot in the ground if he didn't get married.
Then he complained to Huang Ting that it was really hard for him to weather the wind and rain. He really wanted to raise his father, Xie Changshi Rong, and become a Changshi himself. Now he is lying comfortably in the pavilion post, warming himself over a small fire, drinking
Drinking a little wine, it's very beautiful.
Huang Ting listened to his filial words and secretly thought about the situation when Xie Zhou became the chief historian of the palace. The young Xie Zhou, the chief historian, greeted and escorted him to the palace with a sharp mouth, and made the palace miserable.
The people were so angry that even the dogs refused to come to the door.
Thinking of this scene, Huang Ting quickly prayed in his heart that Xie Chuan could keep this unfilial son under his feet forever and not raise him in honor.
Xie Chuan didn't know that Nizi had already wanted to replace him, so he lay down high in the post.
Although there is a Wujin smelting field in Zezhou, the people are not rich, there are not many merchants, and Guanyi is not visited all year round. It is a wilderness place, where swallow excrement can pile up one foot high, and all the people in Guanyi are poor.
Damn it, there were often garrison troops coming to let their horses eat fodder, and they couldn't even get a single copper out of their pockets.
Xie Chuan lived in Guanyi, so they had some money to make, and they also had a few good meals.
Menzi ate the leftover fat meat and sat at the door to reminisce. When he saw the cook coming back with four fish skewered on dry willow branches, his eyes lit up and he knew there would be fish to eat today.
"Lao San, make some spicy fish soup."
"That won't work. Xie Xianggong is not acclimatized and feels a little uncomfortable. I'll make a fish soup."
"Uncomfortable?" Menzi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Third brother, let me put it bluntly. If Xie Xie doesn't feel well, he can stay here longer. I wish Xie Xie had a little headache and brain fever."
"Bah, don't be so clumsy."
The cook carried the fish in, thinking that Xie Changshi was a good man, so he must not fall ill, as he would suffer more if he did.
Menzi, on the other hand, was sitting on the threshold, looking forward to the scene of eating fish. He had a special skill, which was to put a whole piece of fish into his mouth. The fish bones would come out one by one through the movement of his tongue.
The worst fell into his hands.
It's a pity that this stunt was only developed when I was young. I haven't practiced it for many years. I wonder if I can still win the applause of the whole house.
While he was thinking about it here, a gong sound suddenly came from the official road, which made him tremble.
Immediately afterwards, there were another seven or eight rings, and there were uniform shouts: "Be sincere and trustworthy, love everyone and be dear to you."
Menzi listened for fun at first, then felt that the voice seemed familiar, and finally stood up suddenly, remembering that this was the official ceremony for the governor to travel.
He ran down the steps to take a look, and sure enough he saw a large group of people heading towards Guanyi. The people in front sounded gongs to clear the way, and the people behind held up avoidance signs, silence signs, official title signs, and two sedans carried by four people were walking steadily.
Came over.
"What a mother!" Menzi said nothing and knelt down. When the sedan stopped, the bearer pressed down the pole and Wang Zhizhou and Cai Zhifu emerged from inside.
"I've seen the magistrate, I've met the magistrate!" Menzi's palms were so nervous that they sweated.
Wang Zhizhou didn't look at him and went straight up the steps. The doorman quickly got up and opened the door for them.
As soon as the door was opened, the inside looked shabby, poor from the inside out, even the floor tiles were not up to par and fell apart, and the grimace revealed the truth.
Wang Zhizhou could tell where Xie Chuan lived at a glance.
The first room on the left - this is the only room that still looks decent. There is a man waiting outside the door, waiting for Xie Chuan's orders. There is light from the fire and the sound of coughing in the room.
Magistrate Cai whispered: "Let's go."
Wang Zhizhou nodded: "We must let Xie Changshi go to the smelting field with us today to finalize the matter of King Jin. We cannot delay it any longer."
"I know."
No matter what I do, I am afraid of procrastination. If I have long nights and many dreams, countless changes will occur if I procrastinate.
The two of them took a breath, walked to the door together, and reported the news inside. One of Xie Chuan's followers came out, opened the door, and respectfully invited the two in.
The two of them were full of words and made up their mind to invite Xie Chuan. When coercion and inducement failed, they resorted to threats. As a result, when they saw Xie Chuan, all the bad things in their stomachs were frozen in their stomachs and they could not express it.
Xie Chuan was sitting in a chair, his whole body was as weak as noodles, his face was pale, and his eyes were lifeless. When he met the prefect and the magistrate, he stood up and crossed his hands to salute, but he was swaying and unsteady.
The entourage quickly helped Xie Chuan sit down. Xie Chuan took two long breaths, and just as he was about to speak, he coughed so violently that he seemed to cough out his internal organs.
Wang Zhizhou took two steps back uncomfortably, suspecting that Xie Chuan was suffering from tuberculosis and that it would be better to stay away from him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped back, Xie Chuan sneezed loudly, and the sneeze pushed Wang Zhizhou two steps away.
Wang Zhizhou wished he could sew Xie Chuan's mouth shut, but fortunately Xie Chuan closed his mouth in time and he felt a little better.
As for asking Xie Chuan to go to the smelting field to settle accounts, it seems that there is no need to mention it today.
Xie Chuan asked the two of them to sit down. The three of them exchanged their names and official positions. Wang Zhizhou moved a stool and sat a little further away: "Xie Changshi seems to be seriously ill."
Xie Chuan nodded feebly: "There was heavy wind and snow along the way, and I had some colds. After arriving in Zezhou, I couldn't get used to the climate, so I became seriously ill."
Zhifu Cai was not as particular as Zhizhou Wang. After hearing this, he said, "You are indeed seriously ill. Have you asked a doctor?"
Xie Chuan nodded: "I went to invite him today, but he hasn't come yet."
Wang Zhizhou said: "In this rural place, it takes more than half a day to get back and forth. It is inconvenient to ask a doctor, and it is even more inconvenient to get medicine. There is nothing to ask for in the hotel. Why don't Changshi come and live in my house, take care of yourself, and wait."
, we might as well...hey..."
He let out a long sigh and showed a look of compassion: "The farm is beyond recognition, the prince's remains... We have no choice but to ask Chang Shi to return to Kyoto with the bad news."
The life and death of the King of Jin, even if the corpse is not visible, must be investigated by the royal palace chief, and then reported to the Chief Secretary, who will confirm it and then report it to His Majesty. Today, I will issue an order to the Zongzheng Temple to revise the affiliation of the King of Jin, build a mausoleum, and build a mausoleum.
The external Zongzhengsi took back the territory belonging to the King of Jin on Jinghu South Road.
Magistrate Cai agreed: "The King of Jin is also suffering a lot. It is better to deal with the posthumous matters early to avoid unrest in the soul."
Xie Chuan burst into tears when he heard the words "Prince Jin was miserable" and held Magistrate Cai's hand: "Ms. Cai, I'm sorry for you. I left your father at a young age. I'm not familiar with the place in Tanzhou, where there's rain.
It was a lot, the humidity was heavy. When I first went there, I had red rashes all over my body, a terrible itching that I couldn’t scratch, and my hands were bitten. After a long time, I returned to Kyoto. I just reunited with my father. He told me when he left Kyoto.
When it comes to celebrating the New Year, how come..."
Having said this, Xie Chuan felt really sad, choked up and could not speak, so he just wiped away his tears.
Magistrate Cai also sighed and comforted Xie Chuan.
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I have to go out this morning. The next chapter will be updated in the afternoon. I’m very sorry.