Volume 3: The grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered at the end of autumn Chapter 188 Jun is light
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"Admit that your life is mine?" Wang Xian asked viciously.
"Uh-huh......" said the little widow with tears streaming down her face.
"What do you mean?" Wang Xian asked in a dark voice: "You make your words clear?"
"......" What a way to say this.
"It seems that he still doesn't admit it" Wang Xian waved his hand impatiently and said: "Carry it out"
"I said, I said......" The little widow finally understood what it meant to be a knife and a fish, and the pretty little face burst into tears: "My life is ...... Adult's ......"
"That's right." Wang Xian nodded, and Shuai Hui lifted the bed board back, squeezed his eyebrows at Wang Xian, and retreated.
"Eat porridge." Wang Xian ordered again.
"......" The little widow picked up the bowl and took a sip of grievances, worthy of being the first lady in Jiangnan, in this state, she is still so gentle. It's a pity that the body doesn't give face, a little gruel goes down to the stomach, the hunger is vigorous, and there is a loud grunt in her belly...... The little widow blushed and longed to get into the cracks of the bed.
Wang Xian was a rare gentleman, pretending not to hear and said: "Eat quickly, you have to eat up a jar."
When the little widow heard this, she said timidly, "I can't eat so much." ”
"Eat as much as you can." Wang Xian said with a straight face.
The little widow looked at him timidly, and said in her heart that I had to eat porridge for the sake of my chastity. Once I thought about it like this, I bypassed the heavy mountain in my heart and finally ate something. As soon as her appetite was opened, she was out of control, and she actually ate three bowls in a row
Realizing that she had eaten too much, the little widow lowered her head in shame, which was clearly the reincarnation of a hungry ghost, as if she was forced to eat......
"Aha, I said you can eat it." Wang Xian looked at the empty jar and said with a smile: "I'm full, let's talk." ”
The little widow wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, lowered her head, and said in her heart why this was so ambiguous......
"I ask you, why didn't you get on board?" Wang Xian's question made the little widow break her liver and intestines.
After a long time of sadness, she whispered, "They won't let me get on the boat...... Say it's all my fault. ”
"What, what did you tell Zheng Hui about?"
"Hmm." The little widow nodded and said, "I saw that the official army surrounded the town, and I was frightened, so I told my father......"
"Do you blame me?"
"Don't complain," said the little widow quietly, "it's me who is too stupid to be used." ”
"Hahaha, okay, don't be presumptuous." Wang Xian couldn't help but smile: "With a few words from you, you can recruit tens of thousands of officers and soldiers?" Don't talk about you, even I'm just a front. To tell you the truth, the imperial court has been eyeing your family for a long time, and it will definitely do something to your family. ”
"My lord doesn't have to comfort the slave family," the little widow said gloomily, "No matter what, I am a traitor to the Zheng family, and I deserve to be expelled." As he spoke, he lifted the pretty face of the pear blossom with rain, and I saw the pitiful face, and said sadly: "How can the slave family still have the face to live in the world, and the adults will fulfill me......"
"Here it is again" Wang Xian snorted: "If you dare to say death, I will let you go to be a military prostitute"
Although the trick of "......" was made, it was very symptomatic to treat the little widow, and she was immediately silenced.
"Don't think about seeking death and life in the future, your life is mine now, and you can't die without my consent" Wang Xian reprimanded with a straight face, and said in a slower tone: "What's wrong with you?" Is it wrong for a woman to find out the truth about her husband's disappearance? If you don't care, it's cold."
"But the family is ...... at the most critical time"
"If you don't want to do it, you won't be punished." Wang Xian's voice softened and said, "Since you were saved by me, God won't let you die, don't live up to God's kindness." Don't think about it yet, take care of your body. After a pause, he said, "Also, Zheng Wu's is too ugly." Since you're mine, I'm going to change your name. He thought about it and said, "What is it called?" Baby cabbage, right? ”
The little widow was embarrassed and indignant when she heard this, but she didn't dare to provoke this domineering young man again, and whispered: "The slave family has a name......
"What's it called?" Wang Xianzhuo asked casually.
"......" The little widow's face turned red, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Xiu'er ......"
"Skinny?" Wang Xian said: "And this name? ”
"Embroidery, embroidery."
"Zheng Xiu'er has a good name." Wang Xianman said unreasonably: "It's just called little cabbage, what a nice name, it's so decided" and said: "There is no embroidery in this world, there will only be little cabbage in the future."
Although she was very depressed about Wang Xian's random change of her name, at that moment, the little widow was still a little distracted, as if she had a new self that replaced her original self......
Wang Xian was angry and finally suppressed the little widow, but he was worried that when she came back to her senses, it would still be possible to find death and life. After leaving, Wang Xian told Lingxiao to be careful, so as not to have three long and two short for the little widow.
As for Xianyun's side, now that there are Shuai Hui and Erhei, Wang Xian no longer has to guard them all day. It's just that this young master's physical signs are normal, why does he refuse to wake up? Could it be that he became a legendary vegetative person?
Once he had such thoughts, Wang Xian would inevitably become worried and ask Lingxiao, but Lingxiao couldn't tell. Although the little girl's martial arts skills are high, she has little understanding of Taoist things, and she is not sure what state this is. Wang Xian thought about it and decided to go to Hangzhou as soon as possible and ask a famous doctor for diagnosis and treatment. I can also see the people sent by Wudang Mountain earlier...
Taking advantage of Hu Tong's visit again, Wang Xian told him his thoughts and got approval. Hu Qincha is still very quick to do things, and the next day he asked people to say that Zheng Fantai will return to Hangzhou first tomorrow, and you can take his boat, so it is safe and stable.
This is naturally very good, Wang Xian told everyone that Shuai Hui and Er Hei were very happy, and they didn't want to stay in Pujiang for a moment. Without being instructed, he began to pack his bags with his hands and feet. In fact, there was nothing to clean up, because the clothes and books brought were burned in the county fire. But can you go back empty-handed for the New Year?
Fortunately, although he has been in office for a short time, he caught up with the autumn tax, and Wang Xian, the second master, finally got the usual practice of two hundred taels of silver. I simply took it all out and bought it as Jinhua ham to bring it back...... People in other provincial cities don't look down on it, but everyone loves this ham, and it is not a cold gift to the prefect. Those who have been officials have always been vague about these things in the world.
The next day, Wu Wei carried Xianyun on his back, Shuai Hui and Erhei carried a heavy flat burden, Lingxiao helped embroidery, and came to the official ship wharf with Wang Xian. only to find out that it was not only them who took the free boat, but also the brocade guards who returned with feathers......
Wang Xian, a sesame official, naturally has to be on the side first, waiting for the political envoys and brocade guards to get on the boat first, and then it will be their turn.
While waiting, Wang Xian saw the heavily guarded Jinyi guards, holding down several prisoners with heavy steps, and slowly boarded the big ship...... The prisoners were covered in chains from head to toe, and they made a loud noise with every step. The footsteps are extremely fine, just take a step and move.
Take a closer look, it turns out that their hands and feet are cuffed together, and they can only move step by step by being held by chains between the two shackles.
Wang Xian saw that the oldest prisoner among them was his old boss Mi Zhixian. Of course, Lao Mi no longer has an official robe to wear, he is wearing a torn cotton robe with cotton running everywhere, his face is scarred, and his spirit is sluggish, he must have eaten Jinyiwei's dim sum,... Among the factory and health agents, 'eating snacks means torture.'
Wang Xian opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, watching his old boss being escorted onto the boat. Today's Lao Mi is no longer the drunken and dreamy Jiuguo County master, he is the main culprit of the rebellion in Pujiang County, and he has already confessed that he is a Mingjiao...... When he arrives in the capital in the future, what awaits him will be the fate of being executed by Ling Chi, there is no doubt about it
Although Mizhi County's wife died and never renewed, the two daughters have long since married...... If you marry your husband, you won't be affected by him. But he didn't jump out of the stone after all, and there were brothers and relatives, and these people were still inevitably connected.
Looking at the desolate back of Mizhi County, Wang Xian's mood was mixed. It is said that this old man brought on himself - since he embarked on the road of trouble, he should have thought that there would be such an ending. But I'm afraid that if I do it again, Mizhi County will still do it...... What should we say of him, loyal or traitor? It doesn't seem wrong to say anything. There is nothing wrong with being loyal to your beliefs, but for the sake of your beliefs, is it really right to let Pujiang County turn into white land and the lives of innocent people will be ruined? What is the difference between this and the Yongle Emperor whom they hate and spurn?
Standing by the surging river, looking at the river rolling east, Wang Xian was a little confused...... He has always believed in the saying, 'Meanness is the pass of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble, but in this Pujiang City, he saw with his own eyes the human tragedy created by the noble and the despicable. The words 'noble' on the epitaph of the noble man are clearly cast with the blood of countless people who died in Pujiang County
It has been ten years since the Battle of Jingjing, but the innocent people still have to shed blood, can the noble still pat their chests and say that they are noble?
Wang Xian stood there silently with his head down, and at some point, Zhou Zhentai stood beside him, as if he was saying to him, and whispered to himself: "Lao Tzu said, goodness is like water." In fact, it is said that people should follow the trend, so that they can benefit all things without harming them. Knowing that you can't do it, you can ⊥ yourself happy, but if you go against the trend, you will mislead the country and harm the people......" paused and said: "Mencius said: 'The people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light. It tells us that there is a priority between loyalty to the monarch, patriotism, and love for the people. At the very least, the belief that is truly worthy of our upholds will not conflict with the well-being of the people, let alone do anything harmful to the people in the name of loyalty to the monarch and patriotism."