Rebirth of Wu Ba Spring and Autumn

Chapter 19
There was an endless stream of ministers and officials who went to Ji Zha's mansion to express their condolences.

Not only the ministers and officials in the city, but also many Li Shu came here admiringly, and spontaneously went to Ji Zha's mansion to mourn.

This is due to Jizha's great reputation, and also due to the tragic death of Jizha's second son and grandson!

They seem to have become the representatives of Wu Guo's "loyalty, filial piety and righteousness".

Seeing the bustling and bustling entrance of the mansion, Qingji on the ox cart couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, got off the car, and slowly entered Jizi Mansion.

"Your Majesty!"

Quite a few sharp-eyed ministers had already recognized Qingji and hurried forward to salute.

But Qingji just waved his hand and entered the mourning hall on his own.

At this time, in the courtyard of the mourning hall, a large cauldron had been placed, on which a raging flame was burning, and what was burned were all the clothes of the deceased, that is, a bunch of relics.

Around the tripod, there are also a group of witches in strange costumes, dancing a strange dance, beating drums, fou, gongs and other bronze instruments in their hands from time to time, chanting incomprehensible spell.

It seems to be an elegy, and it seems to be reciting!
In the mourning hall, the family members of the deceased knelt on both sides, big and small, all with sad faces, with tears still on their faces.

When someone came forward to express their condolences, they all agreed.

Only Ji Zha, who didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, sat cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed, seemed to have lost his mind and ignored the entanglements in the world!
In the middle of the mourning hall, there were three coffins, and beside them was a cauldron with a smell of fireworks.

Ji Zha's two sons and one grandson died, but, according to the customs of Wu State, those who have not yet reached the age of weak crown die early, and their remains cannot be put into the coffin, and they can be buried in the earth for safety.

Therefore, after being cremated, the ashes of Jizhan's little grandson, who was less than ten years old, were scattered into the rivers and lakes and flowed with the water.

Then, whose body is placed in the coffin?

Qingji was puzzled, but he didn't ask further.

Gein can more or less guess it in his heart!

The young and old of Jizha's family, under the guidance of Jizha's precepts and deeds, are so staunch from top to bottom.

The wife of Ji Zha's eldest son lost her husband and son in one day, how could she survive such a blow and survive?
So Qing Ji guessed that one of the coffins should belong to her.

After expressing condolences, Qingji sat quietly on the futon on one side, closed his eyes and meditated.

It wasn't until night fell that all the people who came to express their condolences dispersed, and then dismissed Ji Zha's family members. Then Qingji said slowly: "Uncle, please take care of your health and mourn."

"Thank you King for your concern, this old man knows..."

Ji Zha's old face was already very haggard and pale, as if he had aged more than ten years overnight.

Looking at the trembling Ji Zha in front of him, Qingji couldn't help sighing, "Uncle, you can't be resurrected after death, please don't be too sad, the widow still needs you, and the country of Wu still needs you."

"I think, even if Uncle Li and the others are in the underworld, they don't want to see your uncle go down like this. So, please cheer up..."

"Your Majesty is here to let the old man enter the official court, right?"

"..."

Qingji was silent.

"Why did your majesty bother to come here? This old man has long been indifferent to court affairs. As early as the time of the former king Zhufan, this old man had the heart of retreating. It is enough to be a wandering cloud and a wild crane."

Ji Zha smiled wryly and said, "However, the ancient kings of all dynasties, including Ji Guang and you, all valued the old man's talent and would not retire. Why is this old man so innocent?"

"I spent my whole life working hard for Da Wu, but at the end, I ended up with a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man!"

Ji Zha told Qingji about his heartache.

Spit bitter water!

Ji Zha is indeed a person who is indifferent to fame and wealth, and does not value power and position, a rare and strange person in the world!
This can be seen from Ji Zha's ability to surrender the country three times.

But there are not many talents in the state of Wu, and finally a great sage Ji Zha came out. How could the successive kings of Wu let Ji Zha go into seclusion and not serve the country?
Today, Qingji came here to comfort Ji Zha and express his condolences to Ji Zha's second son and grandson.

At this time, forcing Ji Zha to go out of the mountain seems unreasonable!
"Uncle, I know the sorrow in your heart. But, born in the king's family, who can stay out of it?"

Qing Ji shook his head and said, "You can't, the widow can't, Ji Guang can't. Now, looking at the government and the people of my country of Wu, who can really solve the widow's worries and problems?"

"Only you, Jizi! You are the son of Wu, the uncle of the widow, you are the giant pillar of Wu who holds up the sky, and the magic needle of Dinghai."

"Without your assistance, how can I maintain Wu's government? Who can I use?"

This is exactly what Qingji is currently worried about.

There are indeed some talents in the court of Wu State, but they are not great talents for economical use!
Meng Ben, Hei Fu and others are just generals, and they are embarrassing.

Officials such as Bei Li and Bo Tong are only middle-class talents, and they cannot be the leader of a country.

Under such circumstances, how can Qingji streamline his troops and streamline his administration, and make every effort to govern?

Ji Zha was silent.

He knew Qingji's current difficulties!

However, with his current mental state, it is really difficult to relieve Qing Ji's worries.

Seeing Ji Zha's reluctance, Qingji felt very helpless, and could only sigh: "Uncle, please think again. I can give you a certain amount of time. The position of Dazai is still waiting for you. !"

Ji Zha didn't answer, just kept silent.

At this moment, a maidservant rushed in from outside the mourning hall, and said in a voiceless voice: "My lord, it's not good! The little lady Scarlet Mist was drowned!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

With Ji Zha's disposition, he still couldn't help changing color, and asked loudly, "Fei Yan is so good, how could she drown?"

"Really! The Scarlet Mist accidentally slipped and fell into the pond, and some people said that she was overwhelmed with grief and drowned herself. Your lord..."

"Lead the way ahead!"

Qingji who was on the side immediately stood up.

"promise."

The maid hurriedly led the way, Qingji immediately helped the trembling Jizha, and rushed to the backyard step by step.

Xiao Fu is an appellation similar to the "Madame" in later generations.

But just like the children of ordinary nobles cannot be called "Master", only the sons of the monarch, the sons of the male clan, are eligible to take the title of "Master"!

Ma'am, this is a title for the wives and concubines of princes and should not be used indiscriminately.

It can be deduced from this that the Lord's wife is the mistress, the concubine is Ji or Fu, and the young woman should be the Lord's daughter-in-law!
Ji Zha lost his two sons, one grandson, and a daughter-in-law two days in a row.

If another daughter-in-law dies, it is estimated that Ji Zha will never recover from the setback, and it is not impossible to die!
When Qingji helped Jizha into the backyard, he saw a group of people surrounded by the gazebo by the pond.

Pushing aside the crowd, the young woman lying on the ground could be seen through the candlelight.

(End of this chapter)