After feeding the exiled criminals, she was forced to reveal herself

Chapter 120: What's there to be anxious about when you get out of confinement?
When Cheng Ye came to ask, the old yamen servant didn't know how to answer.

"Sir, can a mortal be able to communicate with gods at will?"

Cheng Ye glanced at him and said, "How do I know this?"

The old government officer shut his mouth and thought to himself, "You don't know you are asking me, but you dare not say these words."

"Wait until those people come back from their work, watch them together alone, and have less contact with other people, so as not to cause any commotion and extraneous matters."

"Okay, my lord."

The temperature outside dropped, and Cheng Ye felt a little cold outside. After explaining, he went back to the single room in the post house to rest.

When you go out, you can feel much more comfortable if you have money to clear the way. The attitude of the officials at the inn has also become more enthusiastic. Cheng Ye always shouts when he comes in and out: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Ye felt very happy after hearing this. After having some wine and food in the room, he felt dizzy due to the smell of alcohol. He told Mr. Xiong, the soldier standing guard outside the door, to come back and report in time, then he took off his coat and went to bed.

Not long after, the soldiers standing guard outside the door heard thunderous snoring inside.

The manager of the post station brought someone to deliver hot water. Seeing the deafening shouts inside, he knew that he had come at the wrong time. Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at the servant standing outside the door.

The officer watched them leave coldly.

Gyeongju Yicheng had rested in the afternoon and was not sleepy after dark. He was handling official business in the errand room. Halfway through the reconciliation, his clerk came up from downstairs.

"Sir, everything has been arranged."

Qingzhou Yicheng looked up and said in a calm voice, "The person in charge, Mr. Xiong, hasn't come back yet?"

"As far as I'm concerned, sir, I haven't come back yet, but I see the look on that person's face. He's confident and not worried. There shouldn't be any surprises."

"It's best if nothing happens. If something happens, blame it on them."

"Yes, my lord."

Qingzhou Yi Cheng reached out and tapped the account book, and told his subordinates who were doing the accounting: "Remember to pick out the things outside of Cui's house. Pay filial piety to those who are filial, and don't write anything down that shouldn't be handed over."

"Understood, sir."

Qingzhou Yi Cheng stood up and went downstairs with his trusted subordinates. When passing by Cheng Ye's room, he paused for a moment and the two went downstairs.

In the inn, there were not only those who had been exiled from the capital, but also many people who were passing through the capital. There were many more powerful adults than Xiong Jiushan and Cheng Ye. It had been a long time since they were welcomed and sent off. Who was being treated and under what conditions? Already familiar with it.

After walking around the large kitchen and instructing the kitchen stewards to finish their work, Qingzhou Yi Cheng took his men outside to eat.

Seeing the campfires opposite from a distance, Gyeongju Yicheng was not very used to it, "So many people...it's too conspicuous."

"Sir, don't worry. I heard hundreds of families saying that they are in a hurry to get out of the confinement. When Master Xiong comes back, they will all leave. Nothing will happen. The more prisoners there are, the more officers will escort them."

Qingzhou Yi Cheng laughed and said, "Are you in a hurry to get out of seclusion?"

"Yes." The subordinate nodded.

There was another chuckle, "There's nothing to be anxious about when you get out of seclusion. Let's get past those cannibalistic wolf cubs in Panlong Ridge first."

"Isn't the higher ups suppressing bandits?" Qingzhou Yicheng glanced at him, "If you don't mention things that shouldn't be mentioned, pretend to be deaf or blind, you know?"

"I sincerely follow your teachings." The official looked calm and did not dare to talk nonsense.

Gyeongju Yi Cheng looked deeply into the distance and suddenly asked: "This group of exiled people are full of troublesome hot potatoes. Stay away and don't turn around and let the cat smell them."

The clerk thought for a while and said, "There are Xie family members in this group who are said to be able to communicate with gods."

Qingzhou Yi Cheng snorted coldly, "I don't care if the Xie family is godless. If they can be confiscated and exiled to this situation, I'm afraid that even if the gods come down to earth, it won't work. Pulling a tiger's skin to pull a big banner is just a bluff."

"Then the people in Beijing ask us to keep an eye on them. How should we respond?"

"There is nothing to reply to. Everything is done according to the rules. When the superiors ask, they just say that they don't know nonsense."

Subordinate: "..."

Fine.

Seeing the dilemma on his subordinate's face, Qingzhou Yicheng felt kindhearted and reminded him: "You don't even think about it. They have confiscated their homes and sent them into exile. People in Beijing are still thinking about it. What good thing can it be? We are related to them. That means dealing with trouble. If you deal with it, you have to report it to the superiors. What should I say? Saying nothing is wrong! "

"Wouldn't it be more wrong not to say it?"

"Wrong!" Qingzhou Yi Cheng sneered, "It's right if you don't say it! What's wrong is that the lower officials are incompetent, but incompetence doesn't hurt your muscles and bones, so what are you afraid of? The biggest fear of being associated with people like the Xie family is, You are an insider, do you understand?”

"The villain is stupid."

"Now I just want to be a stupid person. I am stupid and incompetent. I don't know if the Xie family is blessed by gods. I only know that the exiles are hungry and miserable. As long as you don't do things, there is no good or bad or right or wrong. !”

The subordinate looked shocked, feeling that at this moment he had an epiphany while working for the official.

Qingzhou Yi Cheng felt that the weather was cold after staying outside for a while, "Whatever they need should be dealt with according to the rules. Since Mr. Xiong is highly regarded by Mr. Wang, the commander of the Beijing Guards, this face must be taken into account." "

After bowing and watching the messenger return to the post house, the clerk stood there and looked at the Xie family again, then turned around and went back. He felt that what the adults said was reasonable. Regardless of whether the Xie family had real abilities or not, it was better to stay away from big trouble.

The moon was rising above the trees, and black bird shadows were flying around in the treetop branches.

Under the roots of the tree, Zhang Dayi was biting dry food while telling stories to the little Xie Jiarui. Occasionally, when his mouth was dry, he would drink a few sips of water to quench his thirst. Water was precious on the way to exile, but Xie Wuying had already received the approval of the old lady Xie, because thanks to Zhang The adults are willing to take care of the Xie family's young son, and the Xie family is willing to give him this water to drink.

Xie Jiarui is young and has a good temper. Before he was young, he only focused on exercise and play in the government house and never learned anything.

Children of the Xie family like Xie Wuying and Xie Wenjie, who went to Beijing to prepare for the exam, would not take the liberty of teaching the young masters of the aristocratic family knowledge and take care of themselves. Therefore, when a scholar like Zhang Dayi, a learned Hanlin master, used simple and easy-to-understand language to tell Xie Jiarui about ancient myths and the like, the child's curious nature was completely stimulated.

For a whole hour, I remained motionless, wrapped in my sleeping bag, with my bright eyes open, listening attentively to Zhang Dayi's story.

As an official, Zhang Dayi may be a bit upright and stubborn, but when it comes to learning, he is by no means the kind of person who is imitative of the past. When it comes to learning, he likes to study things to gain knowledge. He is best at teaching students in accordance with local conditions and aptitude.

The journey of exile was difficult and there was no place to start educating children seriously. The most appropriate place to start is to talk about these anecdotes from the past to the present.

One is to expand the mind, and the other is to relieve the boredom of the journey. The most bizarre and twists and turns of the legend are indispensable.

(End of this chapter)