Seven days after the funeral, it was the day of Jia's funeral.
In such weather, seven days was the limit for storing the body. The tribesmen wanted to bury it in three days, but Zhan Yunzhu insisted on keeping his mother's body vigil for seven days.
During these seven days, he had been staying in the mourning hall, even when he was resting at night.
The day after Jia's funeral, a palace eunuch came to this old courtyard in the south of the city with rewards and imperial edicts.
Zhan Yunzhu and several tribesmen who claimed to stay behind to take care of the follow-up matters knelt in the courtyard to receive the order.
The courtyard was also surrounded by several neighbors who were looking around.
The courtyard was small, and the eunuch's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
Seeing that the young man, who was getting thinner and thinner, kowtowed and took the bright yellow silk, the people outside the courtyard started talking in low voices.
Several tribesmen also looked shocked and excited.
The rescue effort!
With so many rewards...it seems there is also a house and land?
More importantly, this is the time to be an official!
Although I just heard from the eunuch that it was only the seventh grade, you must know that your nephew can no longer take part in the imperial examination and has no chance of an official career... With such a turn of events now, are you afraid that he will not have a greater future in the future?
With this thought in mind, one of the tribesmen stood up and enthusiastically stuffed some broken silver into the hands of the eunuch who was delivering the order. He said with a low smile: "My nephew is still young, so I'd like to thank my father-in-law for taking care of him in the future..."
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After pinching the broken piece of silver, the eunuch who delivered the order curled his lips in disdain.
Tsk, where did you find such broken silver? It’s not easy to break it into pieces like this.
However, there was still a smile on his face: "Easy to say, easy to say."
Naturally, what he values is not this piece of rubbish money, but the newly appointed Zhongshu Sheren.
After the group of eunuchs were sent away, the tribesmen returned to the hall with Zhan Yunzhu, with expressions on their faces that could be described as happy and complicated.
"You kid, you have made such a great contribution, how come I haven't been mentioned by you in the past few days?"
"What are you talking about? My sister-in-law has just left, where does Jin Ping find the thought to mention such mundane matters?"
"Ahem, yes, yes...but I have long seen that Jinping has been a promising child since he was a child. He has been the hope of our clan for so many years."
"yes……"
"However, there is something I still have to say..." The leader of the tribe sighed, looked at Zhan Yunzhu, and said with some guilt: "The house in Qingyunfang was taken back earlier, not because I deliberately embarrassed my younger siblings and Jiaojiao.
, it’s just that your third uncle was seriously ill at that time, and the family’s situation was really difficult because of your father’s affairs. If there was nothing else to do, he wouldn’t have thought of selling the house..."
"This yard was rented by your fourth cousin for money, in order to give your mother a place to stay..."
"But in this matter, there is indeed something wrong in the clan..."
Listening to these clumsy and superficial excuses, Zhan Yunzhu lowered his eyes and said: "The words of my cousins are serious. My nephew knows the difficulties in the clan. Moreover, the mother's funeral ceremony was carried out by the clan members.
I have worked hard and have never been treated poorly in the slightest. My nephew sees all of this."
Hearing what he said, several tribesmen breathed a sigh of relief.
"This is what it should be..."
"But having said that, this rescue...what exactly is going on?"
Zhan Yunzhu answered the tribesmen's questions unhurriedly.
Do you really have no resentment towards these people who act according to the prevailing circumstances?
Of course he is resentful.
But he never does anything useless or feels useless.
Who dares to say that these fools will be of no use to him in the future?
What's more, isn't that what happens in the world?
When he gained power, he was surrounded by people, and all he heard were pleasant words.
When you lose power, everything is reversed and anyone can step on you.
Most people in the world are like this, it's nothing strange.
And he only needs to use this to remind himself that he should never become the latter——
After the tribesmen finished asking what they should ask, they became more active. Some people went to clean the courtyard, while others stepped on stools to remove the white silk left behind by the funeral.
In the midst of the noise, Zhan Yunzhu stood up from his chair, walked out of the front hall slowly, held the imperial edict in his arms in one hand, and left the courtyard step by step.
When he crossed the low, worn-out and muddy threshold, he looked back at this place he would never return to.
The carriage drove away from the old residential complex, passed through the bustling long street, and arrived at Qingyunfang.
The gatekeeper of Zhenguogong's Mansion heard the commotion and came out of the gatekeeper's room.
The guard driving the carriage helped the young man out of the carriage.
The young man stepped onto the stone steps, saluted the disciples, and said, "I'll take the cloud bamboo below and come to pay homage to the Duke and Sir."
The young disciple, who had only been here a few months, was secretly surprised.
This is the Master Zhan who has been rumored to be resurrected from the dead in the city recently. It is said that he used to live next door to their Zhenguo Palace...
It is said that he is still a disciple of their second master?
Thinking of this relationship, the doorman did not hesitate and invited the person to the side hall.
"Master Zhan, please sit down for a moment. Our Duke is not in the palace at the moment. The younger one has sent someone to invite the second master to come over."
Zhan Yunzhu nodded: "Thank you."
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Xu Yun frowned after hearing what the servant said.
"Zhan Yunzhu is here?"
The servant nodded: "I said I came here specifically to see the second master."
"See you, see you..." Xu Yun shook his head and said, "Just tell him a few words for me."
After the servant left, Cai Jin asked in confusion: "Isn't this Mr. Zhan the student you accepted? He escaped from death, but you never saw him again?"
Xu Yun dropped his son and said: "Zhao Zhao has told me before that I should have less contact with this person."
That was something I solemnly warned him before he threw himself into the river.
Cai Jin nodded in understanding.
Since it was Miss Xu's explanation, it is understandable that Mr. Xu has such an attitude - after all, he is afraid of being beaten by his niece.
The two were playing chess, and the servant quickly returned to the side hall.
"My second master is very cold and it is not suitable to see guests, so he asked the villain to bring a few words to Mr. Zhan - Mr. Zhan can come back safely. The second master is very happy and hopes to see Mr. Zhan have a bright future from now on."
Zhan Yunzhu smiled and nodded slightly: "Please also thank Mr. Ma for me."
After saying that, he glanced at the empty hall door and stood up: "In that case, when Mr. Zhan recovers from his illness tomorrow, Zhan will come to visit again."
The servant was noncommittal and made a "please" gesture.
Zhan Yunzhu turned around and walked out of the side hall, and walked out of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion in an unhurried manner.
When I walked out of the mansion, I saw a carriage slowly stopping.
Zhan Yunzhu's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the drawn carriage curtain.
A maid jumped out of the car, and the next thing that appeared in his sight was a girl wearing an apricot shirt and skirt.
