I was a famous teacher in ancient times

After Yang Xi helped her mother pack up, she and Zhou Yu got up and changed clothes. When they came back, their mother's body had already been put into the coffin.

Yang Xi kept a low profile, no one knew that her mother had died, and the county officials didn't know that Yang Xi and his wife were here until the day of the funeral.

No relatives and friends attended the funeral. The only thing that was beautiful was the funeral supplies. The cemetery was selected as a treasured place of geomantic omen. After the Shui family was buried, Yang Xi declined the county magistrate’s invitation to visit. deal with.

At this time in Bozhou in the north, Han Chenhui and the others had confirmed that Yang Zhanpeng's information was true. The Northern Expedition Army had chosen a day to go north, and all the soldiers were counting their bags.

In Ziheng's tent, he was packing his luggage. His things were packed in boxes, and there were more than a dozen boxes.

Ziheng rubbed his chin. It's only been a few months, and he has purchased so many supplies.

Han Chenhui walked in with the letter, "A letter sent urgently."

Ziheng took the letter and squeezed it, it was very thick, "My place is very messy, there is really no place to entertain the general."

Han Chenhui just came to deliver a letter. After looking around, "You have a lot of things here. The weather will get warmer in a few days, so you won't need thick clothes."

Ziheng opened the letter and said, "I only take two boxes to leave."

Han Chenhui also had something to do, so he said a few more words before leaving.

Ziheng read the letter. His mother confirmed his uncle's identity and asked him to arrange for him to return to the south. The letter also said that his grandmother and new aunt had arrived at Ruizhou port.

Ziheng, "."

So uncle and grandmother are worthy of being mother and son.

This letter was written by Yang Xi when he was on his way. There was no news of Shui's death in the letter, but only the news that Shui was seriously ill.

Ziheng saw that his uncle was not mentioned much in the letter, and his grandmother did not occupy much space. The most important thing in the letter was his parents' advice to him, and at the end he wrote about being proud of him.

Ziheng knew his parents too well, and his parents were very disappointed in his uncle.

Ziheng was not in a hurry to see his uncle. These days, his uncle was very honest and rarely stepped out of the tent. He had been recuperating in the tent peacefully. When we met yesterday, his uncle had grown flesh on his face, and he was in good spirits.

In the afternoon, Ziheng went to see his uncle. He didn't take his mother's letter, but opened the curtain of the tent, only to see his uncle writing.

Yang Zhanpeng was absent-minded, his eyes were a little blue, he had a nightmare last night, first he dreamed of his father's angry face, and then dreamed that his mother wanted to strangle him to death.

Ziheng approached and saw that it was scriptures, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Uncle still understands scriptures?"

Yang Zhanpeng raised his head suddenly, only to realize that it was Ziheng who came. He wanted to cover up his handwriting, but he stopped and retracted his outstretched hand, "Understood, your grandmother often copied scriptures at home."

Ziheng could see that the handwriting was a bit messy, and it was obvious that the uncle was absent-minded, "Mother has confirmed the identity of the uncle, and tomorrow the uncle can leave for the south."

Tomorrow, the food delivery team will return to the south, and they will go south with them.

Yang Zhanpeng didn't want to stay in the north. He knew that the Northern Expedition was full of talented soldiers. Even if he brought back information, he would not be completely trusted.

Seeing that his uncle was silent, Ziheng asked, "Does Uncle have something to say?"

Yang Zhanpeng took a deep breath, "I'm feigning death, and I miss your grandmother and the others very much, and I feel uneasy."

Ziheng patted his forehead, "Look at my memory, my mother said in a letter that my grandmother and aunt have fled Jeju and are resting in the port county of Ruizhou."

Yang Zhanpeng, "!!"

Ziheng didn't bother to observe the darkness in his uncle's eyes, the family had too many lawsuits.

Yang Zhanpeng waited for Ziheng to leave before he let go of his clenched fist. He was dying of illness and thought of a safe way to escape. What about his mother and wife?

Zhang Min didn't know Yang Zhanpeng's identity at this time. Many low-level officials escaped from Jeju City. At that time, Yang Zhanpeng changed his name. After Zhang Min read the list, he didn't care.

What's more, Yang Zhanpeng died of illness when he was in the capital, and his family members escaped and did not receive attention. Of course, if Yang Zhanpeng was still alive in the capital, it would be miserable.

At the port of Ruizhou, Yang Xi welcomed a special guest. Fang Xiu rushed over from Dezhou after receiving the news. Unfortunately, she only arrived today, and Shui's family has already been buried.

When Fang Xiu walked into the house, she was obviously lacking in energy, but her makeup was very luxurious, like a moving jewelry tree.

Seeing Fang Xiu's eyes widen, Yang Xi said, "How much jewelry are you wearing?"

Fang Xiu was suffering from severe headaches, and she even wore a wig to wear more hairpins, "This is my armor, but it's a pity that it's useless."

Yang Xi's scalp felt numb when he saw it, "Take off the jewelry quickly, it hurts me just looking at it."

After Fang Xiu found out that Shui's family was buried, she felt very sad. Seeing that the princess was not sad, Fang Xiu suddenly smiled, "Princess, please allow me to change my clothes."

She suddenly felt that she was extremely boring, no wonder her son also looked relaxed.

After waiting for a while, Fang Xiu came back with fresh makeup. She greeted her and said, "Thank you princess for telling me the news, so that I can settle my grievances."

Yang Xi signaled Fang Xiu to get up, and she asked aloud, "Is it really over?"

Fang Xiu, "It's over."

With everyone gone, her hatred is meaningless. As for Yang Zhanpeng, Fang Xiu thinks that Yang Zhanpeng is not worthy of her hatred.

Yang Xi motioned Fang Xiu to sit down and chat, "Do you know Wei?"

Fang Xiu nodded, "Zhenyuan already told me."

She also knew that Yang Zhanpeng was alive, which was really ironic. She had paid Yang Zhanpeng wholeheartedly, but it was a pity that she paid by mistake.

When Fang Xiu thought of Shui's abandonment of her own son, she felt even more disappointed.

Yang Xi continued: "I will stay for a while, how about you?"

Fang Xiu picked up her teacup and took a sip, "I'll stay for a few days too."

Yang Xi didn't ask Fang Xiu if she wanted to meet Wei Shi. For a transparent woman like Fang Xiu, Fang Xiu would not contact Wei Shi. Fang Xiu really let go of the grievances that year.

Yang Xi and Fang Xiu had a conversation, Fang Xiu missed Zhenyuan, Yang Xi called Zhenyuan to send Fang Xiu back to the inn to rest.

Fang Xiu will not stay in the house to rest, even if Shui's family has been buried.

Zhenyuan accompanied his mother to leave the house, and carefully described the scene of his grandmother's death. Zhenyuan's tone was very flat, as if talking about a stranger.

Fang Xiu's expression was indescribable, who was Shui's most jealous of when he was dying?
Yang Xi was about to take a rest here when the female official came in and said, "Princess, Mr. Zhenxin wrote big characters, please take a look."

Yang Xi, "...bring it in."

She missed Zhou Yu, but unfortunately Zhou Yu took Zilu to the port.

Zhenxin got permission, and he walked in with the written big characters. Even though his aunt was kind to him, he was still afraid of her.

Yang Xi waved at the villain, "Don't be afraid."

Zhenxin recalled how his elder brother got along with his aunt. Mother said that he was her nephew, so he didn't have to be afraid of her.

Zhenxin held up the big characters and handed them to his aunt, "Auntie, these are the big characters written by Xin'er."

Yang Xi took the big characters, then picked up the villain and put it on the chair beside her. She knew that Wei Shi tried every means to curry favor with her, because Wei Shi didn't dare to act rashly during the funeral, so now he made a move.