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Chapter 291: The decree does not predict the previous dynasty

Seeing Su Ziji standing outside, the doctor paused and realized something: "Can we go in now?"

Su Ziji nodded silently.

The doctor ordered his soldiers to carry Shao Sisen's body out of the cabin.

Su Ziji frowned slightly. On the shore, a person actually died. For some people, they were not allowed to touch the body immediately, but had to bury the body for a period of time to avoid causing pain to the deceased.

But on the ship, everything is kept simple, many things can only be done according to the sailing rules, and Su Ziji has no way to stop it.

But he still lifted up the quilt and covered his face. When Shao Sisen went elsewhere, he asked: "Your Majesty, how do you plan to place the body?"

The doctor looked back and said: "Spring has begun, and the imperial envoy was afraid of the plague, so he ordered the funeral to be suspended for half a day, to hold sacrifices, and to be buried in the sea."

The answer was expected, but still full of melancholy. Seeing the doctor ordering people to take a few steps forward, Su Ziji suddenly raised his hand: "Wait a minute!"

Seeing the doctor looking over in shock, Su Ziji calmed down. Just because of your words before he died, what if I took a step back?

Immediately he said: "Put it down and let me see the imperial envoy."

The doctor obviously hesitated, considering that Su Ziji had a close relationship with Supervisor Zhao and could not be offended easily, and even from a personal point of view, Su Ziji obviously did not want his friend's body to be wiped out, which also moved him. He thought for a long time and sighed with emotion.

: "I can only help drag it for a while. If the imperial envoy doesn't say anything, the body will have to be carried away in half an hour at most."

Half an hour is enough.

Su Ziji bowed and said, "Thank you very much. I'll treat you and the others to a drink when I get back!"

During this trip to the southwest, I received a total of nine thousand taels of silver. Three thousand taels were given to the wild Taoists. Half of the remaining six thousand taels were used as investments, and the remaining half was in my arms. I was very happy to say that I handed over the money.

The doctor just smiled and said no more, but when Su Ziji made an excuse to go back and change clothes, he directed a few soldiers to carry the wooden board with Shao Sisen's body to a corner to avoid bumping into anyone.

Su Ziji returned to his cabin, took a casual robe and put it on, spread out the paper, poured some water on the inkstone, and started grinding it with an inkstone.

When your mind calms down a bit, the ink becomes thicker. Pick up a soft brush and lick the ink until the pen is full.

"Cui Zhaoquan has a literati temperament. It is not difficult to fall in love with him if he really wants to."

"I didn't want to reconcile with him. After all, we had already made enemies, but what Shao Sisen said before he died was really for my own good."

"Since he is like this and wants to think about me before he dies, why can't I bow my head to save his body?"

"Besides, it's not like there won't be any retribution, it's just that it's temporarily stranded."

"It's early spring now, and it's actually still very cold. It's a maximum of ten days' journey from the capital. It's not impossible to transport Shao Sisen's body back, but it requires the consent of the imperial envoy."

Thinking of this, Su Ziji pursed his lips and wrote a tribute to his friend.

When the ink was dry, I read it briefly, packed it up with the family letter, and walked out of the cabin.

The wild Taoist was outside. He obviously knew what Su Ziji was going to do and was about to follow him. Su Ziji shook his head slightly and said, "I will go see the imperial envoy myself. You stay."

He was going to bow his head, not to demonstrate. He was going to see the friendly division commander, so what was the matter with bringing the barbarians with him.

After saying that, I went to the captain and asked to get closer to the imperial ship.

In a moment, the ship approached the imperial envoy ship. With permission, the two ships were connected. Su Ziji lifted his robe and jumped onto the opposite deck. He handed over to the armored soldier and said, "I want to see the imperial envoy. Could someone please report it to me?"

One sound."

At this time, in the largest cabin on the imperial envoy's ship, Cui Zhaoquan was sitting on a cushioned couch, listening to his subordinate's report with a cold expression.

He was not used to sailing like this on the sea. The calm sea was fine, but once he encountered some wind and waves, it would make him seasick. Because of this, he was so weak that his expression became colder and harder, which made the official who reported the report a little frightened.

It's prudent.

"Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy, this ship has returned to Beijing and has no weapons or supplies. It is expected to arrive in Beijing in eight days, but it can stop at Haidong Port and Lurong Port."

Cui Zhaoquan opened his eyes and waved his hand: "No need, return to Beijing as soon as possible and submit the decree to the emperor. The emperor is already impatient waiting - what else is there?"

"Yes -" the official responded helplessly: "One more thing, Su Ziji has been ordered to patrol the ship..."

After hearing the report and detailing how Su Ziji had gone to inspect the ship and asked for Qian Zhidong's seventh-grade treatment, Cui Zhaoquan perked up and couldn't help but sneered: "He's really good at selling favors."

The official understood what he meant and hesitated and asked, "Do you want to step down and stop this? After all, I am just a patrol officer. I don't have the power to interfere with Qian Zhidong's affairs. It is okay to reprimand him."

Cui Zhaoquan did not take advantage of the situation, but remained silent. He just looked at the wooden window in a daze and did not speak for a long time. He had a very complicated mood towards Su Ziji.

In fact, I admired Su Ziji very much, otherwise I would not have thought of recruiting him as my son-in-law.

Thinking that when the two of them got along well, Su Ziji also respected him very much. Now that the situation is like this, Cui Zhaoquan actually knows in his heart that this is indeed something he did wrong.

"Su Ziji must have known what happened that day, so he became resentful towards me and refused to see me for ten days. If it were me who had made meritorious deeds and was almost killed by one of my own people, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to calm down and return home.

Once upon a time.”

"It's just that I'm not wrong either."

Cui Zhaoquan's face was expressionless. Confucianism emphasizes being cautious about independence, which means when you are alone without supervision, what is your basic intention? If you ask yourself this question, even if you do it again, you may make such a decision again.

After all, the details of the copycat were not known that day. Under such circumstances, in order to end the war as soon as possible and reduce the casualties in the southwest, it was really a good deal to sacrifice only Su Ziji's life.

"If he were in my position, he might not make the same decision as me."

"Moreover, the matter did not come to fruition in the end. It was just that I had this tendency at the time. Su Ziji was not seen for ten days, and his temper was very bad."

"Could it be that Su Ziji, enjoying the resources of the Imperial Academy and receiving the emperor's favor, would not even accept this grievance?" At first he felt guilty, but when he thought of Su Ziji's attitude, Cui Zhaoquan became dissatisfied again.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, thinking that such a talent has a grudge against me, and I am afraid that there will be another enemy in the court in the future, and I feel very regretful.

On that day, Su Ziji really died in the southwest. No matter how talented the dead man was, he was just a dead man and had no impact on him. At most, when he thought about it in the future, he sighed: "How could a beautiful lady like you be a thief and become a member of the eunuch party?

"

The problem is that Su Ziji is not dead, and this person's talents and knowledge were learned personally during the competition on the road. As long as he takes part in the examination, he will definitely pass the high school. There is no suspense about this. However, due to this person's association with the eunuch, he has grown up rapidly.

, the possibility of going astray is extremely high.

It will be a problem then.


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