86_86438 Liu Xianglian returned from sailing this day. Reading at midnight was the first long-distance escort. Jia Si led the children to the pier to greet them. Jia Cong and Yaoer naturally followed. The boats on the water were all the same, and there was no difference at all.
Knowing where to look, Jia Cong seemed to have returned to his previous life when he was in college and waiting for the bus: when a bus came, it was not what he wanted to wait for; when another bus came, it was not... After waiting for most of the day, Yao'er shouted first: "Brother Liu is here."
There!" Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw a sailboat gradually docking at the port. There was a person standing on the bow of the ship, wearing a purple cloak, with his hands behind his back and his majestic appearance. It wasn't Liu Xianglian, but who was it?
Jia Cong hurriedly jumped forward and waved his two paws: "Brother Liu! Look here, look here~~"
Liu Xianglian was very happy to see him, but because of her reserved temperament, she just nodded.
After a while, the ship docked, and Jia Cong rushed onto the deck happily: "Oh~~ What a big ship! What a handsome Brother Liu!"
Liu Xianglian couldn't help but laugh: "Slow down, don't fall."
Jia Cong suddenly started to act up, and he shook his head with his little arms behind his back and yelled two sentences: "I took a boat to Yuanxi, and Qi Wu Bang was defeated. The boat was not able to advance, but it was flooded with water and was stagnant."
Liu Xianglian hurriedly waved her hands: "Come on, come on, I have a headache if you don't talk to me as you said in the poem." As he was asking everyone to move things off the boat, Jia Cong hurriedly pulled his sleeves and asked if he had bought anything interesting. Liu Xianglian said,
Xianglian just rejected it. How could Jia Cong believe it? He made a fuss all the way to the shore.
Suddenly I heard a voice next to me asking: "Aren't you still reciting the Book of Songs? Are you able to sing the Songs of Chu?"
Jia Cong was startled. He learned these two Chu poems in high school in his previous life. He only memorized them because the Education Bureau required them to be recited. Now he remembered a few sentences, so he casually said: "I remember them after I heard them said occasionally.
Just a few words."
He turned around and saw a very elegant old man standing next to him with a smile and stroking his beard. He nodded and said, "That's quite smart."
His mind was spinning very fast, and he immediately understood who this old man was. He puffed up his chest and said, "I am always smart, but unfortunately no one is perfect, and I am a little impatient." As long as he thought of his eternal life,
He feels guilty if he can't practice calligraphy well.
Liu Xianglian stroked his head amusingly: "That's all, Mo Riri is talking about this, can you tell the world about it and stop practicing calligraphy?"
Jia Cong pouted and argued: "Is it just that the progress is slower? It is much better than last year..."
Liu Xianglian smiled at the old man and said, "Look, he is such a naughty person."
Jia Cong made a face.
The old man asked: "Do you know who I am?"
Jia Cong thought to himself that old men like to ask questions like this, so he tilted his head and said: "You can probably guess it. How do ordinary people know that I am still reading the Book of Songs? Apart from Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin also wrote a letter saying that he was coming to Beijing.
Already."
The old man nodded repeatedly: "You are indeed very smart."
Jia Cong cheered and saluted him deeply: "Hello, Uncle Lin!"
Lin Haixiao helped him up and looked at him carefully for a long time. He saw that he was as chubby as a New Year painting doll. He only wore a light yellow home-style coat. He had no gold or jade accessories and only a plain purse hanging on his body. He couldn't help but
nodded.
Jia Cong had something in his heart that he couldn't hide, so he hurriedly said: "Uncle Lin, Mr. Zhang Youshi is very good at medicine. He has been treating my father for a while recently. My father is much stronger now. Fortunately, he is still in the capital. You are also
Let him take a look?"
Lin Hai was startled. He had really felt that something was wrong with his health in the past two years. He was too busy with official duties to take care of himself. Daiyu seemed to be living a good life in Jia's house, so he had no worries and could repay his kindness.
I got a letter from Daiyu a few days ago, describing in detail the childish talk about "virtuous and virtuous" in front of me. Daiyu thought, "I'm lucky to have a father, and I am so lucky to have such a gentle reverie." Lin Hai sighed deeply about this child's young age.
He was so aware of the state of the world, and suddenly realized that no matter how his maternal family took care of him, the only one his daughter could rely on in the future was herself. It was a big mistake in the past. So I immediately asked the Holy Hands of Gusu to take a look at her pulse, and it turned out that everything was wrong.
He was said to have worked too hard and was extremely ill, and ordered him to devote himself to taking care of himself, otherwise his life would be short-lived. After thinking about it again and again, he wrote to the court to beg for his body.
Later, I received a letter from Daiyu, mentioning the Xue family, a relative of the Rongguo Mansion. The daughter of the Xue family suffered a lot of misfortune due to the death of her father and brother.
People criticize her with gossips such as "relatives' house" and "free rice". In fact, Wang Xifeng said these words to her with extravagant sincerity. Occasionally, she was very emotional when she heard it, begging her father to take care of himself for the sake of her daughter's support.
Lin Hai had another epiphany. He thought that the Xue family was a close relative of the Rongguo Mansion and had considerable wealth, but it was so difficult to rely on their family. Once he made a mistake, his daughter might not even be as good as the Xue family daughter.
Not long after, he received another message from the saint, Kuai Ma, who came to refute his statement. He comforted him again and again. After busying with official matters, he once again wrote a letter stating that he was afraid of falling ill from overwork and asked to resign from the post of Yangzhou Salt Patrol Censor. After waiting for some time.
On that day, he finally expected a court document and ordered him to go to Beijing to report on his duties. Lin Hai was overjoyed and hurriedly packed up and picked up the boat and headed north.
Nothing happened up front. One day, while we were resting in a boat at a small port, someone came to report that there was a Liu escort from the Taiping Escort Bureau in the capital who wanted to see him, which was quite strange.
It turned out that Liu Xianglian parked his boat here, went ashore and strolled ashore. Occasionally he saw his servant being tricked into buying things, so he spoke out and upheld justice. The hawker was angry and wanted to strike with his fists. He was not Liu Xianglian's.
The opponent was kicked to the ground with just one move. The servant was very grateful and reported his master's name. Liu Xianglian was quite familiar with the Jia family, and often heard Jia Cong admire Uncle Lin's talent as unparalleled in the world, regardless of his presumption.
Came here to see you.
Lin Hai hurriedly thanked him for his help and liked him very much when he saw that he was young, brave, straightforward, and knowledgeable. Since both of them were going to Beijing, they made an appointment to go together, and Lin Hai got a free bodyguard. Along the way, he met
Liu Xianglian and the escorts fought back several groups of strongmen. Liu Xianglian sighed: "There have never been so many thieves when sending the escorts." Lin Hai was secretly suspicious. Maybe they were trying to trick him?
He became increasingly afraid to leave Liu Xianglian's side of the boat.
Fortunately, when we finally arrived in Beijing today, we saw Lin Hai, who was jumping on the shore just now. It was just as Jia Cong originally thought, because he was a disciple of Daiyu, and he secretly regarded him as a disciple.
Seeing that he was smart and cute, I fell in love with him. As soon as they met, he casually mentioned "there is a gentleman who is very good at medicine" and became more and more satisfied: "Yu'er has taught a good student who is kind-hearted and kind."
." I'm just a little tempered.
Then he said: "Now I have to go to the palace first."
Jia Cong asked curiously: "After being bumpy on the ship for so many months, why don't you find a place to rest first? There is no need to work so hard. Uncle, why don't you come to our house? I will give you a rest on my kang."
He was just acting like a coward. Lin Haiming knew it was a joke, but it was pleasant to his ears. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "I have my own inn, so I don't have to work for you."
Jia Cong said "Hey": "Why don't you come to see Sister Lin?"
Lin Hai thought for a while and said: "Let's go and see you first. This is also a rule."
Jia Cong muttered, "You didn't look at Sister Lin first, what a rigid rule." Liu Xianglian only criticized it as "nonsense." Everyone walked outside together before getting in the car, when suddenly they saw an old servant in green walking past the roadside and saluting Lin Hai.
He said: "But Mr. Lin from Gusu."
Lin Hai nodded: "Exactly."
The old servant said: "My prince is here to pick up Mr. Lin."
After hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked up and saw someone on an ordinary blue carriage opening the curtain, and Situ Pan leaned out half of his body with a smile.
Jia Cong sneaked away very quickly, and he leaned forward and smiled shamelessly at others: "Brother Xian Wang!"
Situ Pan smiled and touched the top of his head: "You've grown taller!"
Jia Cong clenched his fists: "I'm practicing martial arts! I'm getting better and better!"
Situ Pan praised: "It's very good." He also said, "Just don't slack off in studying."
Jia Cong nodded repeatedly: "Of course! I want to take the Tanhua test!"
Lin Ruhai happened to come over at this moment. Hearing this, he smiled and asked, "Why isn't he the number one scholar?"
Jia Cong said: "The number one scholar is only talented. The top pick must not only be talented but also handsome! It's natural to have both talent and appearance."
Situ Pan laughed and said, "Go and have fun at my house when you have time."
Jia Cong was overjoyed: "Really? I will really go~~"
Situ Pan nodded, invited Lin Hai to get in the car, and went all the way. Jia Si also led the group of people back to the escort agency to celebrate their success.
Lin Hai looked at Situ Pan and sighed: "You are the only one who never grows old."
Situ Pan said inexplicably: "I am not old to begin with, and I am not your age, Mr. Lin."
Lin Hai smiled and said, "He still looks like a young man." Yin asked directly, "What does a saint mean?"
Situ Pan excused himself and said, "Please ask the imperial doctor to make a detailed diagnosis with you. Please stay here."
Lin Hai smiled bitterly and said: "How can I not know about my body? If I don't calm down and take care of it, even if the gods and Buddhas give me magic pills and elixirs, it won't be enough. If I keep a useful body, I can repay your kindness in the future."
Situ Pan also smiled bitterly: "There is no one who can use it."
Lin Haiqi said: "Are there few people who will sacrifice their lives for the emperor? There is no shortage of talents in the world."
Situ Pan sighed: "Don't you know my third brother? He is extremely suspicious, and ordinary people often use it. How can he dare to let anyone go to your yamen? Although there are many talents in the world, he is not willing to believe many.
"
Lin Hai shook his head repeatedly, opened his mouth to say something, but held back. After being quiet for a long time, he said: "Maybe we can find a trustworthy young man to come over. He will do the work, and I will look after him and give guidance. When he is qualified, I will
Rest more."
After hearing this, Situ Pan knew that his health was really not well. He thought for a while and nodded: "Just tell him to try it and let the imperial doctor take a look first."
Lin Hai suddenly felt a hint of despair in his heart. After thinking so hard for so many years, he actually had to bargain to save his life.
When the two of them entered the palace, Lin Hai finished saluting, and the saint helped him up with tears in his eyes, sighing endlessly: "Ruhai, you are getting old too."
Lin Hai also shed tears: "The saint's hair on the temples is actually a bit white."
Situ Pan shook his head and said: "We are all tired. Why come here? If you can't let go, you can't let go. If the third brother is still like this, he will end up with the same body as Mr. Lin sooner or later."
The saint glanced at him. Situ Pan then told the story of what the two of them had just discussed in the car without any secret, and advised: "No one is made of iron. How about finding a young and powerful man to help Mr. Lin?"
The saint said: "The imperial doctors are waiting outside, please come in quickly."
Dai Quan hurriedly went out to pass on people, and Lin Hai knelt down and thanked Tian En. After a while, six or seven imperial doctors came in from outside. They consulted and questioned Lin Haiwang one by one. After struggling for a long time, they finally said the same thing. He became sick due to overwork and must be nursed back to health, otherwise
Not long after, the saint felt a little disappointed and waved them out, sighing: "There is nothing I can do. Now that the treasury is empty, I am making people laugh by saying that I am actually relying on selling officials to maintain this court."
Lin Hai was shocked: "Why is this so!"
The saint sneered and said: "Some of this world belongs to me."
Lin Hai had lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, and he knew exactly what the princes and dignitaries looked like, but he had no choice but to do anything about it. He was so angry that he almost said that he would die for the king. But he raised his head and saw a purse hanging on the lapel of his clothes that Daiyu had sent with the letter.
——Small and exquisite, it clearly took a lot of effort. Lin Hai loved it very much and stayed with her every day. He thought of his daughter again and finally lowered his head. After a long while, he choked up and said, "I have the heart to share the saint's worries, but this body doesn't live up to expectations."
The saint hurriedly said: "It's not like I didn't hear what the imperial doctor said. Ruhai will still be able to support you. I will still count on you in the future." After thinking about it for a long time, he waved his hand and said, "You have been tired all the way, so you can rest."
We’ll talk about official business later.”
Lin Hai hurriedly said: "I have one more thing to do." He told me that he had encountered many bandits when he went to Beijing this time.
Situ Pan hurriedly asked: "What don't you bring with you?"
Lin Hai shook his head: "It's just official business," and smiled, "The important things are all in Wei Chen's mind."
The saint hummed: "I'm afraid it's just because of the things in your mind." He also remembered something else, "Are you related to the Rongguo Mansion?"
Lin Haidao: "Yes. The old lady of the Jia family is my mother-in-law."
The sage nodded: "In that case, you can visit your relatives in the future and say a word to Jia She."
Lin Hai responded quickly.
"Their family still owes 800,000 taels of silver to the treasury. If it is not paid off, Jia Lian will work for that man who was a fifth-grade member until he died - Jia Zheng may make a move."
Lin Haiyin got Daiyu's letter every month. He had known that the two wives of Yue's family were not getting along, and Jia Lian's official position was now equal to that of Jia Zheng. Hearing the saint's words, he felt funny for a while and sad for a while. The king of a country actually had to instigate the family of his ministers.
It's so sad that two families can't get along and come to collect the debt they owe...