The rise of the prince

Chapter 558
The wrong thing is: the grain and grass on Chengdu Fu Road are moving very slowly!
Li Xingzhou noticed this information in the densely packed text, not because of anything else, but because the route name in the report is in Yanquan, Yantian, and Zizhou area. It takes three days from Zizhou Road to Yanquan, and five days from Yanquan to Yantian.

Others may not know what this place is. After all, the land of Sichuan and Shu is too far away, and the place names are complicated and detailed. How could officials far away in Beijing know.

Coincidentally, Li Xingzhou knew that he had been there.

Of course, in later generations, Zizhou has produced many top scholars, so it is a little famous place, and he has visited it.

So he knows that Yanquan, Yantian, and Zizhou are basically a triangle. Doesn't walking like this mean walking around without making any progress?

However, among so many densely packed words, if he hadn't had an impression of these places, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to see any clues at all.

Going out of Zizhou, going to Yantian, and then going to Yanquan is equivalent to going northeast after leaving Zizhou City, then going south, and walking around in a circle, without going north at all.

What plane are you doing?
Li Xingzhou was puzzled, and asked an official of the Privy Council next to him, "Who is the transfer envoy on Chengdu Fulu?"

The official replied respectfully: "My lord, it is Mr. Wu Zhengqing."

Li Xingzhou immediately remembered that he was the queen's nephew.

He frowned, he didn't understand why Wu Zhengqing asked people to circle around Zizhou, but it was probably not a good thing, so he quickly drafted a letter in the name of the Privy Council, and asked Meteor Express to send it to Chengdu Fulu, urging Wu Zhengqing to march as soon as possible.

From Beijing to Chengdu Fu Road, if you go by land, it will take more than half a month, at least, which is still a situation of rushing.

But if you take the Grand Canal and turn to the Great River, it only takes ten days.

Li Xingzhou sent three letters in a row. He didn't know what Wu Zhengqing was up to, but he felt uneasy, so he sent three letters at once.

Three letters also carry a warning tone.

When he returned home that evening, Gillian and Yue'er had already returned from King Kang's Mansion, and they brought the oil bottle He Qian along with them.

The table was already filled with He Qian's masterpieces, and she proudly showed off to herself, but what she meant by masterpieces was that she was in charge of ordering the dishes, and then the kitchen prepared them for her.

Li Xingzhou had just washed his face when Qiu'er came back.

Then everyone chatted and ate around the dinner table. There is indeed a rule of not talking when eating or sleeping in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so when I first came here, I was not used to sitting at the same table with the master when eating in the palace, and even chirping and saying no. stop.

But soon she got used to it.

Gillian and Yue'er cooperated and began to talk about some interesting things about learning the art of glass blowing.

"Have you learned this well?" Li Xingzhou asked.

"It's almost there. Grandma Zhou said that we are about to leave school." Yue'er said happily.

He Qian gnawed on the mutton chops, then raised her hands and said, "I've almost learned it too."

"No wonder!" Li Xingzhou continued.

"Obviously, I've already learned the lesson." He Qian was not convinced.

"Then tell me about the first step?"

"Blow it with a pipe?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the little girl's face turned rosy with anger.

She knows it's weird.
At night, Li Xingzhou was tired all day, so he fell asleep on the bed.

Dimly, he vaguely saw Shiyu covering him with a quilt, and then went out again.

In matters between men and women, as time goes on, the deep affection will be transformed into an ordinary tacit understanding and tacit understanding.

For those who don't know how to live, deep affection will only turn into boredom and irritability, which will slowly ruin the marriage.

So some people say that marriage is the tomb of love, while others say that marriage nourishes love.

In fact, the difference lies in whether they understand life or not.

Early the next morning, the talented Li Xingzhou had just woken up, and Yue'er and Gillian had already prepared the sparse utensils for him. After washing, Li Xingzhou vaguely said goodbye to the two little girls, and the chickens in the backyard began to crow.

It was almost time for him to go out, and there was no one on the street, when he suddenly saw someone rushing towards him from a corner in the distance, Li Xingzhou was startled, it was really scary to see someone rushing towards him in the early morning .

But slowly waited for someone to take a closer look, it was a person, but it was a little unfamiliar.

When the man saw him, he knelt down on the ground with a thud, and cried loudly: "My lord, the strict management has gone, the strict management has gone!"

Li Xingzhou was taken aback for a moment, before turning his head around, and then he thought that the only people in charge of the palace with the surnames Yan Kun and Yan Yan, Yan Kun is in Jiangzhou.
There was a buzz in my head, and I pulled up the person on the ground: "Take me there!"

Yan Yan has a stockade outside the palace, not far from the palace, and there are many children in his family, but only two daughters work in the palace.

He has worked for the palace all his life, but his own village is very ordinary. It is not a compound of such a wealthy family, but a stone wall with weeds growing over it. Inside is a wooden house with two floors.

He used to have a big yard, but later he sold it during the decline of the Wangfu and posted it to the Wangfu.

When Li Xingzhou arrived, the door was already crowded with people, and a white silk cloth was hung in front of the door, and there were faint crying sounds from inside.

Before he went in, the people who were traveling with him had already hurriedly arrived. Words of "the prince is here" quickly spread among the crowd, and everyone made way for him.

When we got to the back room, Yan Yan's coffin was already placed there, with a brazier in front of it, and his children were wearing linen and mourning, with tears in their eyes, burning paper money around them.

Seeing him come in, he quickly knelt down, Li Xingzhou asked them to get up, and then asked Yan Yan's son what happened.

In the past few days, Yan Yan went home to rest because he was unwell. Li Xingzhou didn't pay much attention to it. It's normal to have some problems when he gets older, but he didn't expect it to happen in a few days.

After several children's descriptions, Li Xingzhou probably knew what happened.

A few days after Yan Yan went home to recuperate, he suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't get up. At first, he could see people, but it was difficult to speak. He called the doctor to see him, and prescribed medicine stone. At first, he was fine, but he couldn't breathe in the middle of the night last night. The doctor had no choice but to leave when the sky was about to dawn.

Li Xingzhou lamented in his heart. This kind of situation where he suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't stand up should be due to old age and cerebral congestion caused by high blood pressure. With the current medical level, it is really hopeless.

It's just that he never expected that Yan Yan would go like this.

He worked half his life for the palace, and he also taught poetry. Before poetry came, the old man had been helping him with all the trivial and troublesome things.

Li Xingzhou kowtowed to the coffin, and then left temporarily. If he stayed here, his identity would cause trouble for others. Everyone came to pay respects to Yan Yan, but they didn't know how to pay respects to him.

After he came back from the morning court, the whole palace knew the news of Yan Chu's death.

Many people in the mansion were very sad, because at the most difficult time in the palace, Prince Xiao passed away, the concubine died of illness, and the little prince was inactive. The Dazhai that rewarded him at that time was sold to subsidize the Wangfu.

In the small courtyard, Shiyu was also very sad, and Yan Yan was rather old-fashioned. When Shiyu first came to the palace, he was very dissatisfied, thinking that he was being bullied by women again, and it was absurd to find a woman to be the head of the house.

But after slowly seeing the talent of poetry and language, he also recognized her, and taught her various management methods, and gradually entrusted her with the management of the palace's big and small affairs, and assisted him.

For poetry, Yan Yan is not only a teacher, but also like a father, because it was Yan Yan who first proposed to Li Xingzhou to give poetry a title.

Shiyu wanted to pay her respects to Yan Yan, Li Xingzhou agreed, but she told her to go together at night, because during the day Yan Yan’s relatives and friends are all there, it’s not good for them to go, it will make people feel uncomfortable, go at night when there are few people .

(End of this chapter)