After all, the emperor could not survive the summer.
The emperor, who suffered from flower-willow disease, had no cure and eventually died on the dragon bed.
Immediately afterwards, King Liang succeeded to the throne and granted amnesty to the world.
Because of his unruly behavior during his lifetime, the emperor's posthumous title became Xi Zong, which was considered fitting for what he had done in his life.
Regarding the death of the old emperor, Zhang Xiu was very sad and ordered all the government offices to hold banquets for three days to celebrate... and to express condolences!
As soon as the flowing water mat in the government office turned white, it was actually placed there for three whole days, and even the abalone ginseng wings and tripe collected from Prime Minister Pang and the others were used up.
Seeing Zhang Xiu so sad, the people shouted that Mr. Qingtian was a unique and loyal minister who would carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, and they all shed tears of emotion...
In fact, Zhang Xiu's consideration is that the disaster in Jinhua has finally passed and the autumn harvest is around the corner. No matter what, he must first let everyone have fun to break the dull atmosphere of the past six months.
With the important event of the emperor's death, the banquet was in full swing, and the flood incident finally came to a successful end.
The only pity was that the emperor did not give him the title of Marquis Dangdang until his death, so Zhang Xiu's retirement was shelved again.
The explanation given by the academy is that since he has not been granted the title of marquis, he should serve the full term of the magistrate honestly and then consider retiring and returning to his hometown.
After seeing the reply, Zhang Xiu felt depressed. Coupled with the sultry weather in early autumn, he ate melon seeds and took a stroll on the street with his dog-legged sleeping dragon and phoenix chick.
During the memorial, a woman who sold her body to bury her mother broke into Zhang Xiu's eyes.
The woman was dressed in mourning clothes, as beautiful as a peach and plum, and her expression was as cold as ice.
Occasionally, passers-by asked her questions, but they didn't say a word. Only a few ruffians surrounded her, showing lewd smiles.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but frowned: "Under my rule, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, so how come there is such a thing as selling one's body to bury one's mother? I have a kind heart and can't stand such tragic things. Come on, please give this woman to me." I am expelled from Jinhua Mansion and will never be allowed to enter the country!"
Woman: "@#￥%￥#@......"
This is completely different from what she thought! !
The woman's name was Hong Fu, and her father was an official in Sima. She was framed by her enemy Pang Tong, and her family's property was confiscated and the family was displaced.
She ran out with her mother on her back, and then went to the mountains to learn art incognito for three years.
What she didn't expect was that after her old mother came to Jinhua, she encountered a rare flood and almost starved to death. At this time, Zhang Xiu arrived and helped the people to feed her mother.
And, after her mother passed away, she spent money to bury her mother.
She was grateful for Zhang Xiu's kindness and wanted to pledge herself to him. She even hired a few people to act as ruffians in order to arouse Zhang Xiu's sympathy, but...
How come this Great Master Qingtian is completely different from the rumored Living Bodhisattva! !
Looking at Hong Fu with a messy face, Zhang Xiu sneered in his heart.
Under his rule, there were such tragic things as selling one's body and burying one's mother?
This is simply impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
The evil spirit must have come from somewhere, let’s see if I suck her!
With this in mind, Zhang Xiu led Ao Xue and carried the white tiger spirit and phoenix chick to Hong Fu. With a compassionate expression on his face, he asked with concern: "Girl, your spirit...how old are you? Why did you sell yourself to bury your mother?"
Hongfu: "..."
You asked about Jingyuan, right? You definitely asked about Jingyuan just now!
This great master Qingtian is probably a monster! !
The corner of Hongfu's eyes twitched twice, she took a breath silently, calmed down the frustration in her heart, and said: "Reporting to the young master, my daughter Hongfu sold herself to bury her because her mother passed away at home and she had no money to bury her."
Zhang Xiu showed a smile and said to Ao Xue: "I am a philanthropic man who despises this kind of thing the most. Bring me money and I will pay to bury this woman's mother!"
When Ao Xue heard this, she immediately became angry: "You only gave me five copper coins a month as pocket money, and you still come to me to ask for money!"
Zhang Xiuyi glared: "Let me ask you how much money you have left!"
Ao Xue was full of grief and anger, as if she were an enemy. She glared at Hong Fu fiercely and said, "There is only one penny left!"
Zhang Xiu took the penny from Ao Xue and handed it into the woman's hand. He said with a sad face: "Take this money to bury your mother properly and build a good coffin for her. This will be regarded as your filial piety." .”
Hongfu held the penny in his hand and was so moved that he almost cried.
With this penny, you can't even buy a coffin board! !
After a while, the deed of sale was signed, and Hong Fu legally became Zhang Xiu's slave.
Looking at Hong Fu who was doubting his life, Zhang Xiu took the contract and tore it in half. He said with a smile: "I have a kind heart. Now you are free..."
The next moment, the sound of cheering people on the street was heard.
"My lord is so merciful, he is such a kind man!"
"This is our Great Master Qingtian!"
Amid the booing from a group of people, Hongfu's face turned red and he looked at Zhang Xiu in confusion.
No one wants to sell me for a penny, am I really that bad? ?
This shouldn't be the case. When he was in the mountains, his fellow disciples were all trying to flatter him!
Gritting his teeth, Hongfu mustered up the courage to be promoted and said shamelessly: "Master, my little girl has nowhere to go now, so just accept me!"
Zhang Xiu glanced at her and said helplessly: "Since you said so, then...then you can stay with me and be a maid with red sleeves that add fragrance!"
Hearing this, Hong Fu breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that his confidence had returned. Then he followed Zhang Xiu back to the government office, and then started the work of adding night fragrance to the bucket...
You told me earlier that you were such a red-sleeved person! !
In the middle of the night, Hongfu poured night fragrance into the bucket with a look of sorrow and indignation on his face. He then looked resentfully at Zhang Xiu's room, feeling that this man must have some serious illness, or maybe he was possessed by something dirty. Got pregnant!
At this moment, a cold and resentful aura floated in from outside, and a beautiful female ghost floated straight towards Zhang Xiu's room, leaving her stunned for a moment.
Then she realized that it was time for her to show off!
Let you underestimate me again, and when you are scared enough, I will show up to save you again and let you know how powerful this aunt is! !
Hong Fu thought to himself, with a smile on his face, and cautiously approached the door to prevent Zhang Xiuzhen from getting into trouble.
Soon, she heard the cry of a female ghost in the room.
"Master Qingtian, I was wronged...I really didn't come to harm you. Please let me go. I won't redress my grievances. I just ask you to let me out...If you keep doing this, I will call you!" !”
When Hong Fu heard this, his face suddenly became dull, and he couldn't help but doubt his life again: "@#￥%￥#@..."
What's going on? !
