win the hairpin

Chapter 165

After Xie Zhou delivered the news, he stayed at the warm and spring-like peasant woman's house and refused to leave. The reason was that he was afraid that King Jin would drown in the river of love, and no one would explain his funeral.

When King Jin knocked him out, he stood in the snow, put his hands into his sleeves, and sighed at Huang Ting, the old man, the prince, will rot in the ground if he doesn'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 Chang Shirong, and do a long history by himself. Now he is lying comfortably in the posthouse, roasting a small fire, drinking With a small wine, it is very beautiful.

After listening to his filial words, Huang Ting secretly thought about the situation when Xie Zhou became the chief history of the palace. This little Xie Changshi greeted him in the palace with a sharp mouth. The sky was so angry and people complained that even the dog refused to come to the door.

Thinking of this scene, Huang Ting quickly prayed in his heart that Xie Chuan could put this unfilial son under his feet forever and never, and not raise him up.

Xie Chuan didn't know that Nizi already had the intention of replacing him, and he was lying high in the posthouse.

Although there is a Wujin metallurgy factory in Zezhou, the people are not rich, there are not many merchants, and there are no visitors to the posthouse all the year round. It is a wild place, swallow dung can be piled up to a foot high, and all the people waiting in the posthouse are poor. Ghost, there are often garrison troops who come to let the horses graze, and they can't even get a copper in their pockets.

Xie Chuan lived in the post house, so they had some money to fish, and they also ate a few full meals.

Menzi ate the leftover fat meat and sat at the door to reflect on it. When he saw the cook come back with four fish skewered with dead willow branches, his eyes lit up and he knew that there was fish to eat today.

"Third, make a spicy fish soup and eat it."

"That won't work. Xie Xianggong is not satisfied with the water and soil, and feels a little uncomfortable. I will make a fish soup."

"Uncomfortable?" Menzi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Third brother, let me say something bad. Mr. Xie is not feeling well, so he can stay with us for a longer period of time. I wish Mr. Xie had a little bit of a headache."

"Bah, don't be crowed."

The cook went in with the fish, thinking that Xie Changshi is a good man, don't fall ill, he will suffer more.

Menzi, on the other hand, sat on the threshold, looking forward to the scene of himself eating fish. He has a unique skill, which is to stuff a whole piece of fish into his mouth, and the fishbone will come out one by one through the movement of his tongue. It fell into his hands.

It's a pity that this stunt was practiced when I was young, and I haven't practiced it for many years.

While he was thinking about it here, there was a sudden sound of a gong on the official road, which made him shiver in fright.

Immediately afterwards, there were seven or eight more rings, and there was a neat shout: "Sincere and trustworthy, universal love and relatives."

Menzi first listened to it for fun, then felt that the voice seemed familiar, and finally stood up abruptly, remembering that it was an official ceremony for Zhizhou travel.

He ran down the steps to take a look, and sure enough, he saw a large group of people approaching the post. The people in front blared gongs to clear the way, while the people behind held signs of avoidance, quietness and official titles, and two sedan chairs carried by four people walked steadily. come over.

"I'm a mother!" Menzi knelt down without saying a word, and when the sedan chair stopped, the bearer pushed down the pole, and Wang Zhizhou and Cai Zhifu came out from inside.

"I met the magistrate, I met the magistrate!" Menzi's palms were sweating nervously.

Wang Zhizhou didn't look at him, he went straight up the steps, the door quickly got up and opened the door for them.

As soon as the door was opened, the inside looked shabby, poor from the inside to the outside, even the floor tiles were not up to par, falling apart, showing the truth with bared teeth.

Wang Zhizhou saw Xie Chuan's residence at a glance.

The first room on the left - only this room is still decent. There is a waiter outside the door, waiting for Xie Chuan's order. There are fire lights and coughing sounds in the room.

Cai Zhifu whispered: "Let's go."

Wang Zhizhou nodded: "We must let Xie Changshi go to the smelting field with us today, and make a conclusion about King Jin's coffin, and we can't delay it any longer."

"I know."

No matter what it is, I am afraid of procrastination, long nights and many dreams, procrastination will produce countless changes.

The two ventilated, walked to the door together, reported a letter to the inside, one of Xie Chuan's attendants came out and opened the door, and respectfully invited the two inside.

The two of them were full of words, and they made up their minds to invite Xie Chuan. If the coercion and temptation failed, they threatened them. As a result, when they saw Xie Chuan, the bad water in their stomachs was frozen in their stomachs, and they could not confide in them.

Xie Chuan was sitting in a chair, his frail body was as soft as noodles, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, when he saw the magistrate and magistrate, when he got up to salute with his hands crossed, he was staggering and couldn't stand steadily.

The entourage hurriedly supported Xie Chuan to sit down, Xie Chuan took two long breaths, and just about to speak, he coughed, coughing so loudly, as if he wanted to cough up his internal organs.

Wang Zhizhou took two steps back uncomfortably, wondering if Xie Chuan was suffering from tuberculosis, and it would be better to keep him away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped back, Xie Chuan sneezed loudly, and with one sneeze, Wang Zhizhou was sprayed 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 factory to pay the bill, it seems that there is no need to mention it today.

Xie Chuan asked the two of them to sit down, and the three of them mentioned their names and official positions. Wang Zhizhou moved the stool and sat a little farther away: "Xie Changshi seems to be seriously ill."

Xie Chuan nodded feebly: "There were heavy snowstorms along the way, and I had some colds. After arriving in Zezhou, I didn't accept the water and soil, and became seriously ill."

Cai Zhifu was not as particular about it as Wang Zhizhou, and after listening to it, he said: "It's really serious, did you call a doctor?"

Xie Chuan nodded: "I have gone to invite you today, but I haven't come yet."

Wang Zhizhou said: "It takes more than half a day to go back and forth in this rural area. It is inconvenient to ask a doctor, and it is even more inconvenient to get medicine. There is nothing to ask for in the posthouse. It is better for Chang Shi to live in my house, take care of it, and wait. , let's be fine... hey..."

He let out a long sigh, showing a compassionate expression: "Yechang is completely unrecognizable, the prince's remains... We have no choice but to let Chang Shi go back to the capital with the bad news."

The life and death of the King of Jin, if the body cannot be seen, must be reported to the Dazong Zhengsi after being investigated by the governor of the palace, and the Dazong Zhengsi will report it to His Majesty after confirmation. The King of Jin's territory on Jinghu South Road was taken back by the Waizong Zhengsi.

Cai Zhifu echoed: "Jin Wang is also very bitter. It is better to deal with the aftermath as soon as possible, so as not to disturb the soul."

Xie Chuan heard King Jin's bitter words, and immediately burst into tears, holding Cai Zhifu's hand: "Cai Xianggong, poor prince, he left his father at a young age, and he is not familiar with the place of life in Tanzhou, where the rain Too much humidity, the first year I went there, my whole body was covered with red rashes, itching so badly, I couldn’t scratch my hands, I bit my hands, I finally returned to Kyoto, just reunited with Junfu, and told me when I left Kyoto When it comes to Chinese New Year, how come..."

Speaking of this, Xie Chuan was really sad, choked up, unable to speak, just wiped his tears.

Cai Zhifu also sighed and couldn't stop comforting Xie Chuan.

　I have to go out this morning, the next chapter will be updated in the afternoon, I am very sorry
　　
　
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