fake prince

Chapter 301 It's just a pity

Just at this time, the ginseng soup was ready, the young man reminded him, Su Ziji hurriedly brought it over, and when the young man carefully brought over a bowl of ginseng soup, Su Ziji took a spoonful of it himself without pretending to be his hands. Carefully handed it to Shao Sisen's mouth.

Shao Sisen struggled even to sit, his hands were even weaker, it was impossible for him to drink ginseng soup by himself.

Shao Sisen's eyes were a little red, and he said weakly, "I... just do it myself."

Ye Taoist suddenly said: "I have experience in feeding medicine to patients, let me feed it."

After speaking, he took the medicine bowl from Su Ziji and fed it to Shao Sisen.

During the time on the boat, Shao Sisen had already guessed that Lu Fengyun was Su Ziji's friend, no, it should be said that he was a disciple. Under such circumstances, he had no way to refuse.

With a wry smile, he drank all the ginseng soup.

After drinking everything, Shao Sisen's expression became much better, visible to the naked eye.

He was silent for a long time before sighing sadly: "Unexpectedly, I ended up like this. I had a lot to say just now, but I couldn't say it. I can only say that I failed my parents and Ms. Gu who has a marriage contract..."

"Please prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for me. I, ahem, I want to write a contract termination letter. I am already like this. I must not drag her down. She is a good woman..."

"Ahem, please, please help me and record some words for me. Some words, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to my family... Just please... Please send this book to me when the time comes. Leave it to them..."

"Don't worry, take your time, we all remember it!" Jian Qu actually brought these things with him when he came in, and they just needed them at this time, and at the same time, he didn't forget to comfort him.

This series of movements is very skillful, Su Ziji glanced at it, and thought that Jian Qu, an aide, probably had a lot of contact with dying soldiers when he was in the army, and he was really good at recording their last words.

Looking at Shao Sisen again, Su Ziji promised: "Don't worry, whether it's the contract termination agreement or what you want to say to your family, we will record it, and we will definitely not disappoint your entrustment."

"I believe in you, Brother Su Xian, you, you are a person who will do it if you sincerely agree, I believe in you..."

"Please tell my father, children are not filial. This trip to the southwest not only failed to bring back glory, but also died on the way back. It is I who want to let them... cough cough, let them have white hair and send black hair. Unfilial, if there is an afterlife, I will be their son again, and be filial in front of them."

"Please tell my mother, I...cough cough, my marriage with Miss Gu is hereby annulled, it's me, cough cough, I'm the one who can't stand her, please my mother to resign, don't drag Miss Gu down..."

"Please tell my brother, my younger brother, when I go, only they are left. The burden of filial piety to parents can only be carried by them, and they must take care of themselves. After a hundred years, they will meet me underground..."

"Now, please, please help me write a contract termination letter. Gu, Ms. Gu is the daughter of Xueshi Gu, her boudoir name is Huiyao... just say, I am sorry for her, and I don't match her. May she, Cough cough, I hope she can find a good relationship again... the white head, the white head will never be separated..."

"Okay, I'll write it right now." Seeing him coughing again, Jian Qu was a little worried, and hurriedly said.

With the identity and boudoir name of a woman, this contract termination letter was written very easily, without Su Ziji's writing, and it is a bit overkill to write this with Jian Qu's talents.

Moreover, as an aide, Jian Qu is obviously very good at recording speeches. After writing the contract termination, although the content of the record has been modified and the writing is not small, the core is almost verbatim.

Showing it to Shao Sisen, Shao Sisen's heart slowly relaxed.

As soon as his heart relaxed, Ye Daoist could clearly see that the dead air on Shao Sisen's face had grown a little more at a glance.

Asked to remove the paper, Shao Sisen panted again, and slowly said: "I'm about to die, and I just want to understand one thing, Brother Su Xian, you, cough cough, do you hate Master Shangshu?"

"These days, even I was occasionally helped to visit Lord Shangshu, but you have never been there, ahem... do you really...really hate Lord Shangshu?"

"Your Excellency Shangshu has no other choice. If you go to pay your respects, you will be able to reconcile the relationship. One more friend is better than one more enemy..."

"Master Shangshu is an important minister of the country after all."

This is really a dying person, and his words are especially good, but after he finished speaking out of breath, Su Ziji was silent.

Shao Sisen knew that Su Ziji must have his own ideas and would not listen to his advice.

He smiled wryly: "Forget it, let's not mention this. Brother Su Xian, you...cough cough, can you write a poem? Along with the letter, it counts, cough cough, it also counts as a meeting between you and me, one by one. "

"It's not appropriate to write a beauty poem. If it moves Ms. Gu and refuses to terminate the contract on impulse, and makes her suffer for the rest of her life, then write a farewell poem." Su Ziji sighed.

Pick up a pen and add a poem to the letter.

"A thousand days will be different with you, and you will be able to stay with you in your dreams. The red sun is always red, and the water is gurgling. The world is intoxicating, and you are talking about you."

Seeing Shao Sisen's drowsy face, Su Ziji asked him to press his fingerprints, and then drew a sign, and then read the poem aloud.

When the reading was finished, the room was already silent, but Shao Sisen was half leaning on the soft pillow, his hands had already been lowered, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

It went so directly.

"I'm out of breath." Jian Qu gently stretched out his hand to test it, and sighed.

"This book is sealed, and when we return to the capital, we will send it directly to the Shao Mansion." Su Ziji said to the wild Taoist.

At this moment, he was in a bad mood, and he didn't want to stay in the cabin full of medicine, so he walked out quickly.

After a while, the wild Taoist followed.

At this moment in February, although it is still cold, it is already the beginning of spring, Su Ziji stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the sea and said nothing, with the wild Taoist behind him, he asked after a long time, "My lord, are you feeling sad?"

Su Ziji turned his face, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Actually, it's not really uncomfortable, it's just a pity."

"Brother Shao and I had misunderstandings and estrangement before, but later we gradually became harmonious. I thought we could have one more friend, one more confidant, and gradually get closer to each other, but I didn't want to have this opportunity."

"I haven't made friends yet. It's rare that he persuaded me to reconcile when he was dying. It's for my own good. Although I don't accept it, it's not that I don't know people's hearts."

"I'm just sorry that in less than ten days, he will be able to arrive in the capital to see his family, but he just can't hold on anymore."

"Besides, if you die in the Southwest, you can still be buried, but at sea, I'm not sure how the imperial envoy will dispose of the body."

According to the rules of sailing at sea, if someone dies of illness midway, the body cannot be carried on like this, for fear of polluting the ship and spreading the disease.

But just throwing it into the sea like this is not suitable, let alone my feelings.

The wild Taoist persuaded: "These are not young masters, you can make decisions, and thinking about it will only increase your troubles in vain."

"You're right." Su Ziji nodded, hesitant to decide. At this time, the doctor who left had brought a few soldiers over and carried a wooden plank.

(End of this chapter)