Chen Jisheng was wearing a black cotton robe with exposed cotton wool, his hair disheveled, and he was sitting in a squat position. He held a dim oil lamp in one hand and a broken piece of porcelain in the other. He twisted his body and was scratching something on his buttocks.
After Xiao Chen and others went in, they discovered that what he was cutting with porcelain shards was actually the rotten flesh on his own legs! A large mass of rotten flesh with pus and blood was dug out and fell to the ground with a slapping sound!
Hiss... everyone couldn't help but gasped when they saw this.
Chen Jisheng seemed to have noticed the arrival of everyone, and slowly raised his head, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally stopped on Xiao Chen's face.
"Aren't you that little eunuch named Xiao?" After looking at it for a long time, he recognized it. He laughed twice, threw away the porcelain tiles in his hands, sat upright, and stared at the hundred households, "Boy, where's the wine?"
"What kind of wine?" The hundred households looked stunned.
"Didn't the emperor send you to give me death? Why didn't you even give me a glass of death wine before I died?" Chen Jisheng laughed.
"Master Chen, don't be afraid. I'm not here to kill you, I'm just here to take a look at you." Xiao Chen said hurriedly.
"Haha, you kid is really ignorant. I'm not even afraid of living, how can I be afraid of death?" Chen Jisheng said with a smile.
Xiao Chen was silent, thinking that it would be better to die happily if this person lived like a dog in hell.
Turn around and ask the man from the household to send someone to bring a bucket of hot water, help Mr. Chen take a bath, find him a new cotton-padded coat, a thicker quilt, and bring him a bed. This is not the cold ground. I'm going to get sick from sleeping!
The hundreds of households did not dare to disobey him and hurriedly ordered people to do it.
After a while, two jailers brought in a large bucket of hot water, helped Chen Jisheng take off his clothes, threw them all out, and then put him in the bucket, scrubbing and washing him clean. When the water was carried out again, Everything turned into soup!
Chen Jisheng's wound was exposed to hot water, and he was sweating profusely in pain, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent. This man was really a tough guy!
After washing, Xiao Chen asked Wen Shanchang to help him clean his wounds.
Wen Shanchang was much smarter than him. He took off the medicine box, opened it, took out a small silver knife, and cut out all the rotten flesh from the wounds he had received from the imperial staff.
He rinsed it with medicinal soup, and finally applied trauma medicine powder, carefully bandaged it, and fed him a few golden sore pills.
At this moment, Chen Jisheng felt indescribably comfortable all over his body.
With a clean body and newly changed cotton clothes, the itchy wounds can no longer be felt. There is a red-hot charcoal stove next to her. She feels warm from the inside out...
When he spoke to Xiao Chen again, his tone became much gentler: "Oh... but thank you very much. I didn't expect that I, Chen Jisheng, would be in such trouble, but you, a little eunuch, would come to see me."
"I have always admired you, Master Chen. So, go and get some good wine and meat. I will have a drink with you." Xiao Chen waved his hand to signal everyone to go out first.
After turning on the light again, the room was brightly lit. Only then did Xiao Chen see that there were poems written on the wall?
Walking over and taking a closer look, it turned out to be a fatal poem.
The universe is full of righteousness, and the loyalty will shine through the ages. I have not served the country in my life, but I will remain as a loyal soul!
"The Emperor didn't say he wanted to kill you. Your Excellency, I wrote this poem a long time ago." Xiao Chen sighed.
"Haha, I know that I have offended the emperor severely this time, and the prince and all my colleagues also hate me to the core, so I will definitely die. You don't have to say these tasteless words to comfort me." Chen Jisheng also sighed. tone.
"I'm not trying to comfort you, I just feel it's not worth it for you." Xiao Chen said and turned back to the table, picked up the bald pen and dipped it in some ink, and wrote a few more lines next to Chen Jisheng's poem. Character.
"Songs of generosity are directed upwards, being a prisoner on death row calmly, leading a sword to make a quick move, and living up to one's loyal ministers... Well written, it's so enjoyable!" Chen Jisheng couldn't help but praise him when he saw it, and he applauded loudly.
No matter what you say, this little eunuch is really talented in literature. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best in the world.
"But I remember that Mr. Chen was the son of a great Han Dynasty, but he became an official of Zhou Dynasty, so I don't know whether you are a loyal minister or not." Xiao Chen changed the topic and showed his sharp edge.
You've been scolding me for so long, it's time for me to scold you, right?
"The emperor of the previous dynasty abandoned me, how can I repay him as a national soldier?" Chen Jisheng was stunned for a moment before retorting.
At that time, he also went to Beijing to take the examination as a candidate. As a result, he directly pointed out various mistakes of the emperor in the policy review. The emperor of the Han Dynasty became so angry when he was reviewing the papers that he started to fight against him.
Although he was not killed or punished, he was directly demoted to a commoner and even his status as a scholar was deprived of him.
He was a scholar, could not farm at all, and had no other skills. He wanted to be a teacher, but no one dared to hire him.
He could only make a living by selling calligraphy. Later, when Murong Heng, the Marquis of Zhenxi, went to Beijing to report on his duties, he heard about his plight and took him to his residence as a minor official, and also made him his daughter's first teacher.
In a few years, due to his outstanding achievements, he was promoted to the fifth rank of staff officer in the army. Later, when Li Wanjiang conquered the world and the local area was in urgent need of various talents, he joined the army and transferred from the military position to a local official.
Because of his outstanding talents, outstanding political achievements, and good official reputation, Li Wanjiang even heard of his name and transferred him to the capital. After several promotions, he finally reached the high position of Zuodu Yushi.
"You repay our emperor as a national scholar, will the emperor also treat you as a national scholar?" Xiao Chen's words became colder and colder.
You spoke nonsense against my father in the previous dynasty, and he didn't punish you, but you just told Li Wanjiang a few words, and he was going to kill you!
You are an upright official, and I admire you even as the former prince, but you cannot be called a loyal minister, and you are not a loyal soul even after you die.
I can only say that you are a fool!
"Actually, I am an official, neither for fame nor profit, nor to be a loyal minister. Since ancient times, the king has always been the most important, and the country is the most important. I just pity the suffering of the common people in the world, and want to do my best. , give them a peaceful and prosperous age!"
Chen Jisheng shook his head as he spoke: "You, a little eunuch, don't know all the painstaking efforts I have put in."
"You are just trying to shake a tree." Xiao Chen curled his lips upon hearing this.
"I just said you little eunuch doesn't understand anything." Chen Jisheng sneered.
The conversation was not contemplative, the wine was not warm, and we started arguing in just a few words.
So much so that they became red-faced and ended up unhappy.
But in the two people's minds, their impressions of each other have also changed a lot.
Chen Jisheng felt that this little eunuch still had something in his belly. Not only could he write poetry, but he also understood some of the policies of governing the country. Although some of his words were too exaggerated, they were not completely unreasonable.
If Xiao Chen was just an ignorant boy, he wouldn't argue fiercely with Xiao Chen. Who would argue with a stupid fool?
As the saying goes, I would rather fight with a smart person than say a word to a stupid person!
