high official

Chapter 184

"Admit that your life is mine?" Wang Xian asked viciously.

"Hmm..." the little widow said with tears streaming down her face.

"What does 'hmm' mean?" Wang Xian asked in a dark voice, "Speak clearly!"

"..." This is how people open their mouths.

"It seems that I still don't admit it!" Wang Xian waved his hand impatiently: "Take it out!"

"I said, I said..." The little widow finally understood what it means to be a knife and a fish, and she said with tears streaming down her pretty face, "My life belongs to...my lord..."

"Is that right?" Wang Xian nodded, and Shuai Hui carried the bed back, winked at Wang Xian, and backed away.

"Eat porridge." Wang Xian ordered again.

"..." The little widow picked up the bowl and took a sip aggrieved. As expected of the first eldest lady in the south of the Yangtze River, she was still so gentle in this state.It's a pity that the body didn't give face. After eating a little porridge, the hunger was vigorous, and there was a loud grunt in her stomach... The little widow blushed suddenly, wishing to get into the crack of the bed.

Wang Xian was a rare gentleman, and pretended not to hear: "Eat quickly, you have to eat up the whole jar!"

The little widow said timidly, "I can't eat that much."

"Eat as much as you can eat." Wang Xian said with a straight face.

The little widow looked at him timidly, and said to herself that I had to eat porridge for myself.Once I thought this way, I bypassed the heavy mountain in my heart, and finally I was able to eat.Once her appetite was whetted, she couldn't control it, she ate three bowls in a row!
Realizing that she ate too much, the little widow lowered her head in shame. This is clearly a reincarnation of a hungry ghost, and it doesn't seem like she was forced to eat...

"Aha, I said you can eat it." Wang Xian looked at the empty jar and said with a smile: "We're full, let's talk."

The little widow wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, lowered her head, and said to herself why she was so ambiguous...

"Let me ask you, why didn't you get on the boat?" One question from Wang Xian broke the little widow's heart.

After being sad for a long time, she whispered: "They won't let me board the boat... they said it was all my fault."

"Why, did you tell me about Zheng Hui?"

"Yes." The little widow nodded and said, "I was frightened when I saw the officers and soldiers besieging the town, so I told my father..."

"Are you blaming me?"

"Don't complain," the little widow said quietly, "I'm too stupid, and I deserve to be taken advantage of."

"Hahaha, well, stop being self-righteous." Wang Xian couldn't help but said: "You can recruit tens of thousands of officers and soldiers with a few words of yours? Don't talk about you, even I am just a cover. To tell you the truth, The imperial court has been eyeing your family for a long time, and will definitely attack your family."

"My lord, you don't need to comfort my family," the little widow said sadly, "I am a traitor to the Zheng family anyway, and it is only natural that I should be expelled." Face, said sadly: "I don't have the face to live in this world, my lord will fulfill me..."

"It's coming again!" Wang Xian snorted and said, "If you dare to say death, I will let you become a military prostitute!"

"..." Although this move is base, it is very suitable for treating the little widow, she immediately fell silent.

"Don't try to find life and death in the future, your life is mine now, and you can't die without my consent!" Wang Xian reprimanded with a straight face, and his tone gradually said: "Besides, what's wrong with you? A woman is chasing herself Is the truth about her husband's disappearance wrong? If you don't care about it, it will make people feel cold!"

"But the family is in the most critical time..."

"If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be punished." Wang Xian's voice softened and said: "Since you were saved by me, it's just that God won't let you die. Don't disappoint God's good intentions. Don't think about it, and take care of your body. "Pause and said: "Also, Zheng Wu's is too ugly. Since you belong to me, I will naturally change your name." After thinking about it, he said: "What's your name? Xiaobaicai, right?"

The little widow was ashamed and indignant when she heard the words, but she didn't dare to provoke this domineering young man again, and whispered: "My family has a name..."

"What's it called?" Wang Xian asked casually.

"..." The little widow's face flushed red, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito, "Xiu'er..."

"Skinny?" Wang Xian said, "And this name?"

"Xiuer, embroidered embroidered."

"Zheng Xiu'er...a good name." Wang Xianman said unreasonably: "It's called Xiaobaicai! What a nice name, it's settled!" Then he made a decision: "There is no such person as Xiu'er in this world! In the future Only cabbage left!"

Although she was very depressed when Wang Xian changed her name indiscriminately, at that moment, the little widow was still a little lost, as if there was a new self, replacing the original self...

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Wang Xian finally calmed down the little widow with a tyrannical aura, but he was worried that when she came back to her senses, she might still seek life and death.After leaving, Wang Xian told Ling Xiao to be careful, lest the little widow have troubles.

As for Xianyun, with Shuaihui and Erhei now, Wang Xian no longer has to guard them all day.It's just that this young master's physical signs are all normal, why he just refuses to wake up?Could it be that he has become a legendary vegetative person?

Once he had such thoughts, Wang Xian would inevitably become worried, and when he asked Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao couldn't tell.Although the little girl has high martial arts skills, she has little understanding of Taoism, and she is not sure what state she is in.After much deliberation, Wang Xian decided to go to Hangzhou as soon as possible and invite famous doctors for diagnosis and treatment.You can also see the people sent by Wudang Mountain earlier...

Taking advantage of Hu Yan's visit again, Wang Xian shared his ideas with him and got approval.Envoy Hu Qin was still very quick to do things, and the next day he asked someone to tell him that Zheng Fantai will return to Hangzhou tomorrow, and you can take his boat, which is safe and stable.

This is of course very good. When Wang Xian told everyone, Shuaihui and Erhei were overjoyed. They didn't want to stay in Pujiang for a moment.Without ordering, he began to pack his bags swiftly.In fact, there is nothing to clean up, because the clothes and books brought were burned clean in the county government fire.But can those who celebrate the Chinese New Year go back empty-handed?

Fortunately, although he took office for a short time, he caught up with the autumn tax collection. Wang Xian, the second master, got 200 taels of silver anyway.They simply took out all of them and bought them as Jinhua hams to take back... Other people in the provincial capital who produced them looked down on them, but this ham was loved by everyone, even if it was a gift to the magistrate, it would not be shabby.People who have been officials have always been vague about these human affairs.

The next day, Wu Wei carried Xianyun on his back, Shuaihui and Erhei carried heavy poles, Lingxiao supported Xiuxiu, and Wang Xian came to the official boat dock.Only then did they find out that they were not the only ones hitching a ride, there was also Jin Yiwei who had returned home...

Sesame officials like Wang Xian naturally had to be on the side first, waiting for the chief envoys and Jin Yiwei to board the boat first, and then it was their turn.

While waiting, Wang Xian saw the heavily guarded Jinyi guards pressing several heavy-footed prisoners and slowly boarding the big ship... Those prisoners were covered with chains from head to toe, making noises every time they took a step.The footsteps are extremely small, just take a step and move.

Looking carefully, it turned out that their hands and feet were handcuffed together, and the chains between the two shackles could only move step by step. It looked like a woman lightly moving lotus steps, and the inconvenience of moving was the second. , It is too tormenting.

Wang Xian saw that the oldest prisoner among them was his old boss Mi Zhixian.Of course, Lao Mi no longer has the official robes to wear. He is wearing a torn cotton robe with cotton everywhere, his face is full of scars, and his spirit is depressed. 'It means torture.

Wang Xian opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, watching his old boss being escorted onto the boat.Today's Lao Mi is no longer the drunken and dreamy prince of Jiuguo County, he is the main culprit of the Pujiang County rebellion, and he has confessed that he is a Mingjiao... In the future, when he arrives in the capital, he will be executed by Ling Chi, no doubt !
Even though Mizhi County's wife died and was never reunited, the two daughters have already married... Married and obeyed the husband, so he will not be affected.But after all, he didn't jump out of the rock, and there are brothers and relatives, and these people will inevitably be implicated.

Looking at the desolate back of Mizhi County, Wang Xian's mood was mixed.Ordinarily this man asked for it himself—since he embarked on the road of rioting, he should have expected this kind of ending.But I'm afraid Mizhi County will do the same again... How should I evaluate him, a loyal minister or a traitor?It seems that nothing can be wrong.There is nothing wrong with being loyal to one's own beliefs, but for the sake of one's own beliefs, is it really right to turn Pujiang County into a wasteland and the lives of innocent people?What is the difference between this and the Emperor Yongle whom they hate and despise?
Standing by the bank of the surging river, watching the river rolling eastward, Wang Xian was a little confused... He always believed in the saying, 'Despicableness is the passport of the humble, and nobleness is the epitaph of the noble,' but in this Pujiang city , he witnessed the human tragedy jointly created by the noble and the despicable.The word "noble" on the epitaph of the noble man was clearly forged with the blood of countless people who died in Pujiang County!
It has been ten years since the battle of Jingnan, but innocent people are still bleeding, can noble people still pat their chests and say that they are noble?
Wang Xian stood there silently with his head down. At some point, Zhou Nietai stood beside him, as if talking to him, but also whispered to himself: "Lao Tzu said, the best kindness is like water. In fact, people should follow the trend. But do it, so as to benefit all things and not harm. Knowing that you can't do it, you can certainly make yourself happy, but if you go against the trend, you will harm the country at the top and harm the people at the bottom..." After a pause: "Mencius said: 'The people The most important, the community is second, and the king is the lightest." It tells us that loyalty to the king, patriotism, and love for the people are prioritized. At least the beliefs that are truly worthy of our adherence must not conflict with the well-being of the people, let alone In the name of being loyal to the emperor and loving the country, you will do things that harm the people, it must be like this!"

(End of this chapter)