Chapter 294 Three Sends to Jie Yuanlang
Before dawn the next day, everyone got up, washed their faces, dressed and had a full meal, brought enough dry food, white rice, salt, some bacon, and bedding and iron pots to the back of the pack horse, and they were about to leave the Hangzhou Inn and go north to the city.
When the group walked to the entrance of the inn, someone heard someone say, "Wait a minute..." Everyone looked back and saw that it was the postmaster of the Hangzhou post. He saw him carrying a large basket covered with thick cotton cloth, bowing deeply to Chen Si, and said, "Chen Jieyuan, you are leaving, I have nothing to give you. Last night, I asked my family to cook some chickens and geese, and you took them to eat on the way..."
Chen was a little surprised because in his impression, this postmaster was just asking for money and wanted to benefit from other people's benefits, but he had ever seen him pull a hair.
What surprised him even more was still behind him. The Yicheng took out another bag of silver and presented it to Zhu Shisan with both hands, saying respectfully: "June, this is a little Cheng Yi, please be sure to accept it with a smile."
Zhu Shisan took the money, weighed it, and said with a smile: "Good guy, it's enough forty taels, it's worth your annual salary."
The Yicheng smiled awkwardly and said, "It's almost done, it's almost done." As he said that, he bowed deeply to him and said, "One of this money is to spend on Jun Ye on the road to make one's good deeds; secondly, I would like to ask Jun Ye to treat us well. He is a scholar who is weak and cannot endure too much hardship."
Silently said: "What is this for..."
Zhu Shisan asked the Yicheng smiled and said, "Are you relatives or friends with him?"
The official secretary shook his head and said, "The villain is lucky, and he can't afford relatives and friends like Jie Yuanlang."
"Since it's not relatives or not, why..." Zhu Shisanti lifted the package in his hand, and the meaning was self-evident.
The Yicheng looked at the silent deeply and said to Zhu Shisan: "Chen Jieyuan was framed by the traitors for Zhejiang and to fight against the Japanese. The old and young men in Hangzhou only regretted that they could not help him clear his grievances. What is the point of taking out this little money?"
After hearing him say that, Zhu Shisan threw the bag of silver back into Yicheng's arms and smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. The one we Jinyiwei admires the most is a good man, and we will never neglect Shen Jieyuan." After that, he led the horse out.
Siren smiled gratefully at the postmaster and said, "Who said we are not relatives and friends, we are friends now."
The Yicheng was stunned for a moment, and then said ecstaticly: "You, do you recognize me as a friend?"
Silent smiled and said, "Unless you don't want to."
"I'm willing, of course I'm willing." The postmaster said happily: "It's good if you don't dislike me!"
Silent turned over the horse and waved at him, "So goodbye, friend."
The Yicheng also wanted to wave his hand, but then he realized that he was carrying silver in his hand. He quickly ran and chased and said silently: "Yinzi, you bring silver."
Silent but did not accept it, and said, "Save it, I don't need money." Then he rode a horse and left first.
The gambling man following behind took the bag of silver from the Yicheng hand, made a face at him, and laughed and said, "Give it to me, I'll hand it over to you." Then he left happily.
The Yicheng didn't care about his money anymore. He looked at the silent figure, put his hands on his lips, and whispered: "The Bodhisattva will surely bless you to come back safely!"
Silently waved at him, then turned around and continued on the road. Zhu Shisan came over and laughed: "Zhao Zhenji is a famous honest official. Why did he become a traitor when he came to Zhejiang?"
Silently curled his lips and said, "Maybe the southern oranges are the northern zhi. In the simple situation, he is a good official and the blue sky. But in this complex environment in Zhejiang, the more he is, the more hated he is."
Zhu Shisan was aware of the inside story and couldn't help but nod and smiled, "It's still Xie Yuanlang can see clearly." He said, "It's a pity that most of the pedantic phrases in the court are Zhao Zhenji and they have long been waiting for Jie Yuanlang to enter the capital."
Silent laughed and said, "That's so honorable!"
As the group spoke, they arrived at the north city gate. Hei Pi, who was leading the road in front, pulled the reins and said, "The city gate is full of people."
When everyone heard this, they saw two or three hundred people standing at the north gate of Hangzhou City, most of whom were dressed up. The surrounding road was crowded with countless people, but most of them should be watching the fun.
Zhu Shisan looked at it for a while and smiled and said, "Let Chen Jieyuan walk in front, so don't be upset if we are behind."
When the crowd saw the five people walking over, there was a commotion. They leaned over to Chen Si, greeted him, and took out eggs with body temperature from their arms, a string of 100-month copper coins, or a bag of snacks, and so on, and held them high in front of him and asked him to take them on the road... But the scholars stood there, still standing, as if waiting for him to pass by.
While bowing to the people, he took the gifts that were light and affectionate, and his silent eyes were confused by tears... He used to be most afraid that his behavior would not be understood, that he would be considered a strict party, or that he did that for some other purpose. If that were the case, he would be like Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, not a person inside and outside, and he had no place to cry.
But now, he was in the crowd of passion, and his tired heart was also rejuvenated by the warmth and comforted vitality, and was filled with strength again... He was less than twenty feet away from those scholars, but in just twenty feet, he walked for a full quarter of an hour, constantly thanking, constantly receiving gifts, and constantly being warmed. When he finally passed through the crowd and suddenly realized his eyes, all the worries and confusions before him disappeared. For the first time, he was convinced that he was truly powerful, strong enough to overcome all difficulties and obstacles!
True strength is the strength of the heart, but true strength depends on most people to prove...
So when he stood in front of the group of scholars, his spirit was completely different from before. If he had been a sword that was unsheathed before, he needed to show his sharpness at all times to remind these scholars of their existence. Then now he could put himself in the sheath without relying on those dazzling performances, which would be enough to make everyone feel disappointed and let everyone see the scenery!
He looked at these scholars with a silent smile, and the scholars also responded to him with respect. The exchange of eyes between the two sides was better than countless words.
After silent, I realized that most of them were students of Lingyin’s lectures, so I bowed and smiled and said, “Brothers Nian, thank you for sending me off.”
The scholars returned the gift together, but they stood up and said, "We are not giving it to you, we want to accompany you to Beijing."
I was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say. A leading scholar said, "You may not be able to speak out about this matter. In order not to let you suffer a ruthless injustice, we will accompany you to Beijing and serve you as the guarantor."
Silence was very touched, but was also shocked by this unreliable idea. Not to mention how so many people left? Even if Ping Ping Anan had entered Beijing with him, I am afraid that a hat of "inciting rioters" would be immediately raised, and he would have to sing Yang Sheng'an with the same song "The Rolling Yangtze River Flows East"...
But he could not refuse flatly, because he was silent and knew that scholars in the Ming Dynasty were all stubborn people who were stubborn and regressed, so they had to speak with art.
Chen Si thought for a moment, and after making up his mind, he bowed deeply to everyone, "Thank you for your kindness from the same year, you have considered me so thoroughly. Chen Si Si's inspiration for this life..." He sent it out with a high hat first.
Everyone hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't you dare," but listened to the silent words and said, "But have you ever thought about it? If you really come to Beijing with me, what will happen?"
Everyone smiled indifferently and said, "At least you can just issue an imperial edict with Jie Yuanlang." He knew deeply excitedly: "How can you make the righteous path not bear to fall into this body?"
"Well said!" Silently high-high said, "If you don't lean, you won't care about this body!" At this point, he stopped and slowly glanced over everyone. Every second he was silent, his image in everyone's eyes became an inch taller. Until he felt that he was extremely tall, he bowed and said, "This sentence is also the voice of my heart. I am silent and willing to give my all to uphold the righteous!" Amid the praise of everyone, he suddenly bowed deeply and said, "So I beg you all not to go north with me, okay?"
"What do you mean?" The scholars said in confusion... After the preparation of silence, the scholars were indeed curious than anti-touch emotions, so that they could listen carefully, rather than be blinded by a manic sense of justice.
I heard silently: "There are three reasons. Let me tell you the following. First, I am silent about this move and uphold a public heart and have no selfish thoughts. Therefore, I am not afraid of being judged, and I firmly believe that I will receive fair treatment without such a big fight. Second, the court has not convicted me yet, but everyone follows me in a mighty way, which will undoubtedly make the adults think that this is a threat, but it is not beautiful."
Chapter completed!