At this time, a gray-haired old man came out wiping his tears and said, "Master, I, Jia Si, have served you all my life. I am willing to follow you back to your hometown even if you don't give me a cent of wages."
"Yes, yes, sir, we are all willing, we are all willing." Everyone started shouting.
Facing the enthusiasm of the crowd, Fang Zheng fell silent. This is true humanity, this is sharing weal and woe, and this is the result of my sincerity.
Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh and said, "Okay, you all, get up. There is no need to do the work in hand. We should pack up and go back to our hometown."
As he spoke, he looked at one of the young men and said, "Ride a fast horse to catch up with Jun'er and the little girl, and tell them not to come to Wannian City again."
There was a hint of emotion and helplessness in Fang Zheng's words. This may be his final outcome.
Before leaving, the last thing Fang Zheng had to do was to say goodbye to Feng Pengju.
When Feng Pengju saw Fang Zheng coming, he still seemed very polite, let him into the living room, and ordered someone to serve tea.
After talking about other things, Fang Zheng slowly said, "I will leave Wannian City soon. My nephew will have to rely on himself for the future."
After hearing this, Feng Pengju was very surprised, "Old man, why do you want to leave suddenly? But what happened?"
Fang Zheng sighed, "Yes, the emperor asked Xiao Shunzi to send me a message. I can't wait to be driven away."
After hearing this. Feng Pengju opened his eyes wide in surprise, "How is this possible?"
"Oh, it's possible or impossible, that's what it is. I've looked away from it and gone back to my hometown to plant flowers and feed the birds. That's what I'll do for the rest of my life."
After saying that, he stood up and said, "Okay, it's time for me to go back."
Feng Pengju opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't tell what happened to him. He kept sending Fang Zheng out of the door, and then he stopped. He also understood that this was a farewell, and if he wanted to see you again, he didn't know when and where. .
After hearing the old prime minister's narration just now, he almost told his own story. He also received the hint that he had to wait by himself and wait at home until there was another appointment.
To put it bluntly, Xiao Jingyun's appointment as prime minister was clearly in vain. He also knew that this matter was more or less related to his request for Feng Xiaoyue to leave.
But he, Feng Pengju, has no regrets. He is a man of his word, and he cannot deny the marriage just because Fang Jun's family has failed.
Looking at it now, he was a little envious of Fang Zheng, who left immediately, while he still had to wait for his wife to come back and thank the emperor. After everything was done, he could only consider whether to stay or leave.
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It was getting late in the evening, and Hetou Village was busy.
The person who got up earlier to deliver the message arrived and sent a message to the villagers, saying that Chen Xiaobei would arrive in a few miles.
Originally, Chen Dayong and the others were very excited about Chen Xiaobei's return, and finally they were looking forward to his return.
But when they heard that something happened to Huang Ying, everyone was dumbfounded. In everyone's minds, Huang Ying was so powerful in martial arts that she was as strong as a god in their eyes. How could something happen to a god? It’s incredible to think about.
Chen Dayong quickly led people to clean up under the big locust tree, and then went to Chen Xiaobei's home to tidy up the newly built new house.
After all the busy work was done, Chen Dayong led people to the entrance of the village and quietly waited for Chen Xiaobei's return.
"Coming, coming!" someone pointed in the distance and shouted.
Looking in the direction of the finger, a horse team came in the distance.
Walking in front were the prince's guards of five hundred people.
The team of several hundred people walked on the country road and spread out for a long time.
Behind these teams was Chen Xiaobei driving a carriage and pulling a coffin.
The team behind them couldn't even see their heads. Seeing this posture, everyone began to whisper.
Being able to ask the prince to send people to protect him is not something that ordinary people can do.
But then again, what's the use of doing this? The dead can never come back to life.
An atmosphere of sadness enveloped the whole village, and everyone stood silently at the entrance of the village to welcome Chen Xiaobei's return.
The ancestor in the village was also alarmed. He stood at the front of the crowd with a cane, lifting his sleeves from time to time to wipe his tears.
Soon, Chen Xiaobei arrived.
He saw the villagers standing at the entrance of the village to greet him. Chen Xiaobei's nose became sour and she shed tears.
He jumped off the carriage and walked forward. When he came to the ancestor, he was about to speak, but the ancestor had already raised his hand and shook it.
"My child, you have worked hard. Please rest early when you come back." He was already crying a little bit when he said this.
Chen Xiaobei also wiped his tears and said, "Ancestor, I'm fine."
After speaking, he saluted his ancestors, then turned around and led the carriage slowly towards his home.
Looking at Chen Xiaobei's somewhat lonely figure, the ancestor shook his head slightly, "Oh, good people don't live long!"
The ancestors waited under the big locust tree for about half an hour before taking Chen Dayong and others to Chen Xiaobei's house again.
After half an hour of preparation, Chen Xiaobei and others had already placed Huang Ying's coffin.
This time, the ancestor brought people here mainly to discuss burying Huang Ying. Seeing the ancestor coming, Chen Xiaobei stood up to greet him again.
The ancestor was helped to sit down, and he said straight to the point, "Xiaobei, what are you going to do? We all listen to you."
Chen Xiaobei shook his head and said, "Ancestor, I have troubled you so much. I just hope that Huang Ying can be laid to rest as soon as possible."
After listening to Chen Xiaobei's words. The ancestor nodded slightly.
"Well, it stands to reason that we should be more solemn. After all, Huang Ying has made great contributions to our Hetou Village."
Chen Xiaobei shook his head, looked at Shen Ziyan next to him, and then slowly said, "Huang Ying doesn't like the excitement, so I think it's better to keep everything simple."
After saying that, he looked at Shen Ziyan and Cui Hongyu, "Let Huang Ying be laid to rest tomorrow. I don't want him to endure anything, wind and sun."
Shen Ziyan nodded slightly. From her point of view, she actually hoped that this would be the case. Even if she put on a show, it would only be for the living people to see.
After all, Shen Ziyan represents Huang Ying's natal family. If she agrees, the next thing will be easier to handle.
The ancestor looked at Chen Dayong and said, "Dayong, you will take the manpower to start work overnight and dig the hole deeper and bigger."
Chen Dayong nodded in agreement, then looked at Chen Xiaobei, "Brother Xiaobei, what else do you have to say?"
Chen Xiaobei shook his head, "Everything is troublesome to you."
After the discussion, everyone was sent away. Chen Xiaobei didn't feel sleepy at all. He lit the charcoal brazier and stood in front of Huang Ying's spiritual tablet. He burst into tears again.
