Chapter 120: What's there to be anxious about when you get out of seclusion
When Cheng Ye came to ask, the old yamen servant didn't know how to answer.
"Sir, can a mortal be able to communicate with the gods casually?"
Cheng Ye glanced at him and said, "How do I know this?"
The old Yamen officer closed his eyes My mouth and my heart said, you don’t know what you are asking me, but I dare not say these words.
"Wait until those people come back from their work, watch them together alone, and have less contact with other people, so as not to cause trouble and cause trouble."
"Okay, sir."
The temperature outside dropped, and Cheng Ye felt a little cold outside. After explaining, he went back to the single room in the post house to rest.
When you go out, you can feel much more comfortable if you have money to clear the way. The attitude of the officials in the inn has also become more enthusiastic. When Cheng Ye goes out and goes in, he always shouts: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Ye heard this and felt very at ease. He had eaten wine and food in the room, and his head was dizzy due to the smell of alcohol. He told Mr. Xiong, the soldier standing guard outside the door, to come back and report in time, then he took off his coat and went to bed.
Not long after, the soldiers standing guard outside the door heard thunderous snoring inside.
The manager of the post station brought someone to deliver hot water. Seeing the deafening shouts inside, he knew that he had come at the wrong time. Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at the servant standing outside the door.
The officer watched them leave coldly.
Qingzhou Yicheng had rested in the afternoon and was not sleepy after dark. He was handling official business in the errand room. Halfway through the reconciliation, his clerk came up from downstairs.
"Sir, everything has been arranged."
Qingzhou Yicheng looked up and said in a calm voice, "The person in charge, Mr. Xiong, hasn't come back yet?"
< br>"As for the adults, I haven't come back yet, but the villain looks at the look on the face of the hundreds of households. He is confident and not worried. There should be no accidents."
"It's best if there are no accidents. If If anything goes wrong, blame them on them."
"Yes, sir."
Qingzhou Yichen reached out and tapped the account book and told the subordinate who was doing the accounting: "It's the things outside of Cui. Remember to pick it out from inside, and give filial piety to those who are filial, and don’t write anything on the top if you shouldn’t hand it over.”
"I understand, sir."
Qingzhou Yi Cheng stood up and went downstairs with his trusted men. When passing Cheng Ye's room, they paused for a moment and the two went downstairs.
In the inn, there were not only those who had been exiled from the capital, but also many people who were passing by the capital. There were more seniors such as Xiong Jiushan and Cheng Ye. People have long been familiar with the standard of hospitality.
After walking around the large kitchen and instructing the kitchen stewards to finish their work, Qingzhou Yi Cheng took his men outside to eat.
Seeing the campfires opposite from a distance, Gyeongju Yicheng was not very used to it. "So many people... are too conspicuous."
"Don't worry, sir. I heard that hundreds of people Hu said that they were in a hurry to get out of the customs. When Master Xiong comes back, they will all leave and nothing will happen. The more prisoners there are, the more officials will escort them. "
Qingzhou Yicheng smiled. "Eager to get out of seclusion?"
"Yes." The subordinate nodded.
There was another chuckle, "There is nothing to be anxious about when you get out of seclusion. Let's get past those cannibalistic wolf cubs in Panlongling first."
"We are not suppressing bandits from above. Are you ready?" Qingzhou Yi Cheng glanced at him, "You should pretend to be deaf or blind when you don't mention things, you know?"
"I will obey your teachings." The official looked restrained and did not dare to talk nonsense.
Gyeongju Yicheng looked deeply into the distance and suddenly asked: "This group of exiled people are all a bunch of troublesome hot potatoes. Stay away and don't come back with the smell of meat." Let the cat smell it."
The secretary thought for a while and said, "There are people in this group who are said to be able to communicate with gods."
Qingzhou Yi Cheng snorted coldly, " I don’t care if the Xie family is godly or not. If they can be confiscated and exiled to this situation, I’m afraid that no matter how the gods come down to earth, it’s just a bluff. Let’s keep an eye on it. How should we respond?”
“There’s nothing to reply to. Everything is done according to the rules. When the superiors ask, they just say they don’t know.”
Subordinate: “…”
Okay.
Seeing the dilemma on his subordinate's face, Qingzhou Yicheng felt kindhearted and reminded him: "You don't even think about it. They have confiscated their homes and been exiled. People in Beijing are always thinking about what good thing it can be. ? If we get involved with them, we are dealing with trouble. If we do, we have to report it to the superiors. What should I say? Saying nothing is the right answer."
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"Wouldn't it be more wrong not to say it?"
"Wrong!" Gyeongju Yicheng sneered, "It's right not to say it! What's wrong is that the subordinates are incompetent, but incompetence does not break the bones. I'm afraid What. The most fearful thing about being associated with people like the Xie family is that you are an insider, do you understand? "
"The villain is stupid."
"Now I want to be stupid. I am a stupid and incompetent person. I don’t know if the Xie family is blessed by gods. I only know that the exiles are hungry and miserable. As long as they don’t do things, there is no right or wrong.”
The subordinate looked shocked, feeling that at this moment he had an epiphany while working for the official.
Qingzhou Yicheng felt the cold weather after staying outside for a while, "Whatever they need should be provided according to the rules. Since Lord Xiong is highly regarded by the commander of the Beijing Guard, Lord Wang, this is a little bit of face." We still have to take care of him.”
After bowing and watching the messenger return to the post house, the secretary stood there and looked at the Xie family again, then turned and went back. He felt that what the adults said was reasonable. Regardless of whether the Xie family had real abilities or not, it was better to stay away from big trouble.
The moon is slightly above the trees, and black bird shadows are flying around on the treetops and branches.
Under the roots of the tree, Zhang Dayi was biting dry food while telling stories to the little Xie Jiarui. Occasionally, when his mouth was dry, he would drink two sips of water to quench his thirst. Water was precious on the way to exile, but Xie Wuying had to thank the old lady long ago. Thanks to Mr. Zhang for caring for the Xie family’s young son, the Xie family willingly gave him this water to drink.
Xie Jiarui is young and has a good temper. Before he was a child, he only focused on exercise and play in the government house and never learned anything.
Children of the Xie family like Xie Wuying and Xie Wenjie, who went to Beijing to prepare for the exam, would not take the liberty of teaching the young masters of the aristocratic family knowledge and take care of themselves. Therefore, when a scholar like Zhang Dayi, a learned Hanlin master, used simple and easy-to-understand language to tell Xie Jiarui about ancient myths and the like, the child's curious nature was completely stimulated.
For a whole hour, I stayed motionless wrapped in my sleeping bag, with my bright eyes open, listening attentively to Zhang Dayi's story.
As an official, Zhang Dayi may be a bit upright and stubborn, but when it comes to learning, he is by no means the kind of person who refuses to follow the past. When it comes to learning, he likes to study things to gain knowledge. He is best at teaching students in accordance with local conditions and aptitude.
The road to exile was difficult, so there is no place to start educating children seriously. The most appropriate place to start is to talk about these anecdotes from the past and present.
On the one hand, it broadens the mind, and on the other hand, it relieves the boredom of the journey. The most bizarre and tortuous legend is unsatisfactory.
(End of this chapter)