Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 69 Walking with the Coffin

   There were a lot of people fleeing from the imperial court this time, including the concubines in the palace, the officials in the imperial court, and the Imperial Army who protected them. In addition to this, there were officials and family members who had heard the news and fled the city with them.

   Therefore, the number of people was large and messy, and it was difficult to collect information. Zhao Ji did not know that Mr. Chen, who was left behind, had found it, and he also brought the Zhao family's trilogy.

   And Zhao Ji didn't know Ji Ping either, so he wouldn't recognize him if he met face to face.

   So when Zhao Ji organized good people, Ji Ping also bought food and grass.

   Early the next morning, Zhao Ji's men set off first, Ji Ping and the others brought the food and grass, re-prepared the car and escorted the batch of food and grass to leave quietly.

   They are in the same direction, but because the people in front are all riding horses, the speed is very fast, the people behind are mixed, and there are people who need to chase on two legs and carry luggage, so the speed is much slower.

   Shortly after departure, the Zhao family guards who came out looking for someone met the refugees who were left behind. Only after inquiring did they know that they were rescued by Zhao Sanniang.

   "The girl from the Zhao family took Jia Xiao to Runan, saying she wanted to help the coffin back home."

   When the guards who were sent out to find someone heard that, they immediately accelerated their speed and went after them.

   But Zhao Hanzhang and the others didn't stop there. Early the next morning, the people in the village gathered a pile of food for them and sent them to the entrance of the village.

  The old man is still trying his best to keep it. Although he doesn't know the truth, Zhao Hanzhang still treats it according to the truth and refuses it very gratefully.

She gave the old man the annotations of the Analects that she had copied last night, and sighed: "When we encountered rioters on the road, we have nothing to do with us, and we only carried a copy of the "Analects" that my grandfather annotated for Erlang, which Fu Dalang and I copied last night. I got one and gave it to my husband as a souvenir."

   The old man's eyes were bright, and he took the stack of manuscripts with both hands, trembling with excitement, "This is a baby, maiden, we must take good care of the manuscripts left by Engong."

   He called his grandson who was studying and asked him to kowtow to Zhao Hanzhang to thank him.

The other party looked older than Zhao Hanzhang, how could Zhao Hanzhang bear it, he just knelt down and she supported him, and saluted the old man repeatedly, "My old man broke me, I am embarrassed, thanks to my old man's help, I should be waiting for kowtow. Thank you is..."

  Fu Tinghan stood by and watched them, you worship me, I worship you, and it took a while before they parted reluctantly.

When    turned on his horse, Professor Fu let out a long sigh and couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhao Hanzhang, who was riding by the side.

   Zhao Hanzhang: "What are you looking at?"

  Fu Tinghan: "The teacher Zhao at this time is different from the rumored one, and also different from what I know."

   "What's the rumored one? A tigress who is fierce and rude and brutally beats his colleagues?" Zhao Hanzhang turned his head and asked with a smile.

  Fu Tinghan thought about it and said, "I thought Mr. Zhao hated dealing with this as much as I did, so I would rather be cold-hearted."

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "You can attribute these actions of mine to self-interested actions."

She said: "In our era, we were rich, capable, and had no threats to life and survival, so our pursuits could be a little more advanced, and we could choose whether or not to be with the world or not with our own moods, of course, not All manners are false excuses, such as just now, am I hypocritical?"

  Fu Tinghan shook his head under her gaze, "Not hypocritical."

   Zhao Hanzhang was satisfied, she looked back at the villagers who were still standing at the entrance of the village and watched with determination, "Whether they are true feelings or to prevent disasters, I have written down the favors received today."

  Fu Tinghan said: "I asked, this village is called Linnan Village. They have a smaller side road going to Runan. It saves time than taking the official road, and it can take a lot of detours."

   The group quickly reached the small intersection.

  Compared with the large and flat nature of the official road, this is a small road with meadows in the middle and ruts on both sides and bare ground.

  The road is flanked by fields, and a low hill not far away. The road goes around the hill, so it is impossible to see where the end is.

On the side is the official road, the trail goes to the northeast, and the official road goes straight to the north. Looking at the map drawn by Fu Tinghan, they have to walk for at least a day before they turn to the east, and then go east for about four It took ten miles before the official road merged with this path.

   According to the villagers, this trail is about forty miles.

   That is, by taking this path, they save at least a day.

   This trail is small and bumpy, and the car is difficult to walk, but there is only one bullock cart here, and the others either walk or ride horses, which is not a big problem.

   Moreover, the grass on which they all walk is also friendly to horses and human hooves, but it is a grievance to Grandfather Zhao.

   Zhao Hanzhang dismounted and gave up the horse to Wang, and she walked with the coffin.

   Wang Shi was watching immediately, his heart was sour, and when he lowered his head, he burst into tears.

  Aunt Qing held her horse and comforted her quickly: "Miss, stop crying, Sanniang will feel uncomfortable again when she sees it."

   She said, "Just wait until I get back to Runan."

   Wang's heart was even more uneasy, and the tears fell more and more fiercely, "It may not be all right, the uncles are uneasy and kind, and those people in Runan have bad mouths. We will also look up to others when we go back."

"Why is it so hard for us, mother and son to survive?" Wang raised her tearful eyes and looked at her son who was riding happily in front of him, even more sad, "Although I am not smart, I am not stupid, and his father is even smarter. Linghui, why is he so stupid?"

  Aunt Qing hurriedly motioned her to keep a low voice, "Sanniang has repeatedly told us not to say Erlang is stupid, and the queen is also not good, Erlang will not be happy if he knows."

She said: "This has nothing to do with you and Langjun, this God is fair, you and Langjun are rich and noble, they will always have to find it from somewhere else, so you and Langjun suffer, but the good news will come. It should be on Sanniang and Erlang."

"Look at it, Sanniang is smart and intelligent, but not as frail and sickly as Langjun, but capable of civility and martial arts. The last time I encountered such a big disaster, I survived such a big disaster. Blessed," Qing Gu said: "Erlang is also the same, he is stupid, but you see how lucky he is, he has a master in front of him, and now he has sister and brother-in-law, you see..."

   motioned her to see Fu Tinghan, who was walking with Zhao Hanzhang on the coffin.

   Wang's tears gradually subsided.

Aunt Qing also looked at Fu Tinghan with a look of satisfaction, "The servant said something disrespectful, how many people can there be in the world with such a character and appearance as the uncle? The second room has received so many benefits from our family, not to mention the second master and the great man , if the eldest master can have one-tenth of his filial piety, we will not be here anymore."

"But after all, the eldest master is an outsider, and he is of the same generation as you. How much benefit can his filial piety fall to you? So God specially arranged for you as an uncle, he is his own person, he is filial, and you and Sanniang Erlang are talented It is dependable.”

  The following part looked at Fu Tinghan who was walking with the coffin, and was equally moved. Even Zhao Dian couldn't help but think.

See you tonight

   (end of this chapter)