The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 881
The prince's condolences cast an unexplainable meaning on Xie Daozhi's death, and some people with a keen sense of smell noticed unusual movements in the deep water.

Xie Daozhi is an official in the cabinet, and he also has other errands, all of which are important positions.

If someone dies and the errands are freed up, who will be in charge?

The eldest son of the Xie family is in the Hanlin Academy, and the third son of the Xie family is in the Military and Horse Department. His father is dead, and Ding You will inevitably have to worry about it for three years. Who will fill the holes for these two people?

Xie Zhifei did not follow his eldest brother to meet the prince, but at the prince's suggestion, he had to give him a ride.

Zhao Yishi looked at Xie Zhifei's thin and pale profile with heartache in his eyes.

"I can't feel sad for you, nor can I grieve for you. You are not in good health, so you have to take care of yourself."

Xie Zhifei nodded silently.

Zhao Yishi stopped and said, "Don't worry about the future. As long as I am here, the Xie family will have a good day."

Xie Zhifei didn't think that far, but his heart was warmed by these few words.

"Huiren..."

He choked up as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Zhao Huairen feel sad. He touched Xie Zhifei's back with his hand and rubbed it gently a few times, like an elder brother patiently comforting his younger brother.

"I heard that Huangquan Road and Guimenguan are extremely cloudy and cold places. I don't know if the clothes he is wearing can block the wind or withstand the cold?"

Zhao Huairen was brought to tears by what he said. He couldn't help it anymore and gently pressed Xie Zhifei's head on his shoulder with his hand.

Such intimacy made the people around who stopped to peek secretly surprised.

If Xie Daozhi dies, the Xie family will not be able to survive at all. Look, the prince is so kind to the third master. In the future, when the prince comes to power, the Xie family's glory and wealth will only be even higher!

After delivering it to the door and watching the prince drive away, Xie Zhifei turned back to his home.

After going up a few steps, my legs felt weak for some reason, and a big hand helped me up.

Xie Zhifei looked over slowly, his voice low and hoarse: "Why are you here?"

Zhu Qing glanced at the Third Master anxiously, took out her purse and said, "Miss Yan asked me to bring it to you."

Xie Zhifei took the purse and squeezed it, "When did she come?"

Zhu Qing: "Just now."

Xie Zhifei wiped his face and murmured: "I didn't see her."

"She also asked me to tell the third master that she doesn't care about the accounts, and that from now on the accounts will be handed over to me."

Xie Zhifei was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away, his Adam's apple trembling slightly.

After the inner demons of the Zhu family and Crow were solved, he went to Mulishan to pick up Yan Sanhe.

In order to coax her, he deliberately gambled with Mingyue, Shan Eryi and others, and gave all the money he won to Yan Sanhe for safekeeping, and shamelessly said that this was his future wife's book.

Now that she is returning the money and saying something like that, she is telling him:

You still have me!

Like a broken heart being pieced together; like a wandering soul finding its home again;
Xie Zhifei raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Qing for a long time, then said hoarsely: "Go to the mourning hall and help."

Zhu Qing first said a habitual "hmm", then he was slightly stunned, then tears flowed down, and finally he let out bursts of sobs that couldn't be suppressed in his throat.

At this moment, his wandering soul finally found its home.

……

The prince's car did not return to Duanmu Palace, but went straight to the palace.

The new emperor had just finished taking a bath, holding a memorial in his hand, sitting in front of the bronze mirror and having his hair combed by his chamberlain.

It was summer, he was fat, and he was covered in sweat just sitting.

However, the dragon robe was thick, and the collar was tied tightly to prevent ventilation. When I came down early in the morning, the inner clothes were already soaked, and I didn't take a shower, so I smelled bad.

"Your Majesty, there is a white-haired old slave who will help you pull it out."

The new emperor moved his eyes away from the memorial and said, "Bring it to me and take a look."

A white hair fell on his palm.

The new emperor looked at it for a long time, then suddenly sneered and said, "I remember, Mr. Xie is under fifty, right?"

"It seems that it will be full in a few more months." The new emperor snorted coldly, turned his hand, and the white hair fell to the ground silently, "What is the difference between human beings and this white hair? If it is an eyesore, it must be pulled out."

After he finished speaking, someone outside answered.

"Your Majesty, the prince is waiting outside the palace."

The new emperor threw away the memorial and said calmly: "Invite him in!"

Zhao Yishi entered the palace and saluted the emperor. After a long time, he didn't see the emperor shouting, so he couldn't help but look up.

The new emperor stared at him coldly, "I heard that the prince went to the Xie family to express his condolences?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, why did Mr. Xie have to die, Prince?"

Zhao Yishi originally wanted to hide it, but now he definitely couldn't, so he had to bite the bullet and said:
"Master Xie is ashamed of the Zheng family and the old general, so..."

"Ashamed?"

The new emperor's tone seemed quite surprised, "...How is he ashamed?"

Zhao Yishi: "He was afraid that His Majesty would make the same mistake of deposing the crown prince again, so he sacrificed the Zheng family and General Zheng to save His Majesty's position as the crown prince."

The new emperor raised his eyebrows and immediately answered: "I have also kept your position as grandson."

Zhao Yishi felt that his chest was extremely depressed, and he sneered in his heart: "Yes!"

"Then should he be a loyal minister or a sycophant?"

The new emperor's tone was stern: "Should I reward you or punish you?"

Zhao Yishi leaned down and said, "Be it loyal or sycophantic; reward or punishment, everything is decided by your Majesty."

"I make the decision?"

The new emperor suddenly became furious, picked up the memorial and threw it at the people on the ground, "Can I be your prince's master?"

Zhao Yishi trembled all over, gritted his teeth, raised his head and said:
"Since you can't do it, please ask Your Majesty to give you a loyal minister. Without him, we, father and son, would probably not be where we are today."

The new emperor did not expect that the prince would speak so thoroughly, and his expression changed.

Zhao Yishi did not shut up.

"The late Emperor taught his sons and ministers that you should never forget your roots as a human being. Repay kindness to those who are kind; revenge to those who are hating you. Do not cause pain to your relatives and quickness to your enemies!"

The new emperor was so angry that he smiled instead.

"Is the prince trying to teach me how to be a good person by moving out of the late emperor?"

"My son doesn't dare."

A little tear flashed in Zhao Yishi's eyes, and he said word by word: "I just want to beg your majesty to thank you for your loyalty."

After saying that, he leaned down deeply again.

The new emperor's sharp eyes fell on the prince's back, but all his anger was suppressed in his throat.

After a long time, he sneered:
"Since the prince has said it, Mr. Xie has kept my position as the prince. It is a kindness. I will naturally fulfill his loyalty."

Zhao Yishi looked up, with a little joy on his face.

"But the prince concealed Sir Xie's scheme against the old general and failed to report it. In public affairs, he ignored the court's laws; in private affairs, he showed no respect for his superiors. He should be severely punished."

The new emperor gave him a disgusted look.

"The prince is punished to spend half a year's salary to build up the collapsed wall of the Zheng family. This can be regarded as absolution for the late emperor."

The joy faded little by little.

"Yes!"

"After the construction is completed, the prince will go and guard the imperial mausoleum for half a year."

Zhao Yishi looked at the emperor in disbelief.

The emperor burst out word by word, "In front of my ancestors, please forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)