I want to be a good minister

Chapter 243 The Lord's Unusual Condolence

In less than a day, the news of the death of the head of the Beichang Kingdom has spread throughout Beichang. After leaving Linshan, black cloth was hung in front of the houses of all the people, and the people they saw were all dressed in black. Lord, for a full 49 days, all singing, dancing and joyous celebrations are prohibited, meat eating is prohibited, the country mourns for three years, all royal families and the Helian family prohibit marriages, and the common people prohibit festive marriages for one year.

In Sitian Academy, there was a heavy and dull atmosphere. Only then did everyone realize that in Sitian Academy, there were only a few insignificant members of the Shu clan left, while the rest had all disappeared the day before.

Everyone knew that the people of the Shen clan could only secretly regret it, they only hated that the news was intercepted halfway, which made them two days late, allowing the people of the Shu clan to escape first.

"Cen Jing, look, the Shu clan doesn't regard you as one of their own—" An Xiujun did not forget to mock.

Cen Xi could only shake his head and smile, it was obvious that Shu Zhan didn't trust her.In fact, people from the Shu clan cannot be blamed for this. One is that Cen Xi is just a commoner who speaks lightly, and her bizarre experience cannot be revealed, and even if she did, no one would. It's just an ordinary person with a mind; the second is that such a major event is related to the change of dynasty, so it is natural to be more cautious.

Moreover, along the way, Cen Xi also felt that he had shown too much diligence and loyalty, making it difficult for people to understand. There is an old saying: if you are courteous for nothing, you are either rape or steal.

Cen Xi felt that this was too much.

Therefore, when An Xiujun said this, Cen Xi was powerless to refute it, because it was the truth, and An Xiujun was not wrong, so she had no reason to be angry.

"Anxiu-jun, what Jing is asking for is a clear conscience. What others think, Jing can do nothing. However, since Anxiu-jun knows that Qamdo is dangerous now, why do you want to go?" Cen Xi asked, saying that it was for her, of course. is not credible.

"It's strange to say that there is another source for this king to go. Tell me, Lord Chengyang has never followed. This is really puzzling—" An Xiujun shook his head, Sui Ru passed on. He was a little surprised by the news that came up.

"Your Highness, there's nothing you don't understand here. Think about it, Beichang is in a mess now, who doesn't want to fish in troubled waters, pick up leaks and so on!" Eunuch Yin flicked his whisk, his characteristic sharp The tone of the voice is mild.

This father-in-law is back, and there is a cathode master in charge, and his confidence and courage have grown a lot.

Within half an hour, the team of Sitian Academy was ready to go. Wen students in black robes followed behind the gentlemen of Sitian Academy, and the accompanying carriages and horses were all dressed in black cloth and white silk flowers.

An Xiujun's chariots and horses do not have to observe such mourning rites, so it is very obvious among the crowd of black carriages, and Chengyang Jun's chariots and horses without black cloth are also conspicuous.

Moreover, in such conspicuousness, the vehicles from the two parties met unexpectedly.

Riding on the tall horse, Chengyang Jun took a look at the half-covered curtain, and vaguely saw the corner of An Xiujun's gold-embroidered and extremely luxurious and exquisite robe, and another figure was faintly hidden in the car window.

"Chengyang Lord——" An Xiujun's companions saluted, and Danmu and Gengmu beside Chengyang Lord also saluted.

Mr. Anxiu thought it was just a "unfortunate" encounter, but the other party obviously had no intention of leaving, so he realized that Mr. Chengyang came here specially.

"Mr. Chengyang, I heard that you are very busy these days. Why do you have time to go to Qamdo?" Mr. Anxiu raised his head, but Mr. Chengyang looked at the carriage behind Mr. Anxiu.

"This king heard that Yin Yin Master is here, so I came here to pay a visit." Lord Chengyang said, and Lord Anxiu suddenly realized, yes, Lord Chengyang had been to Houzhao country back then.

"Chengyang Lord——" Before he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage behind him had been lifted, and the cathode master had already waved towards Chengyang Lord.

Lord Chengyang dismounted because he was the crown prince of one country, while the other party was just a teacher of another country.

"Yafu—" Chengyang Jun bowed respectfully and kowtowed.

Cen Xi was stunned for a moment, and vaguely saw the figure of Lord Chengyang through the hollow pattern of the carriage.

"Good boy, you've worked hard all the way—" Cen Xi was even more surprised by the diametrically opposite attitude towards Mr. Chengyang and Mr. Anxiu.

But why does the prince of Ziyan country recognize the national teacher of Houzhao country as his father?

The word Yafu, in Cen Xi's understanding, should have the same meaning as Cen Xi's "godfather".

Anxiu-jun snorted coldly, implying that it was naturally the Yin master's full preference, and he was usually compared with Chengyang-jun.

Why, when Lord Chengyang came to study at Sitian Academy, he had to come; if Lord Chengyang was looking for his mother thousands of miles away, he had to be forced to agree to the three conditions of Nether Master?

Behind him came the kind and loving voice of Yinshi Master, which surprised Cen Xi to realize that Yinshi Master also had such an amiable side.

"Father Ya is in good health..." Cen Xi heard a voice behind him.

"Okay, okay--" A burst of laughter remembered that the new tea that An Xiujun had brewed with great interest just now was discarded on the table.

Cen Xi glanced at the man in front of him, and spread out the book in his hand.

"Anxiu-jun, can you read this brochure?"

"Look-"

"Do you remember?"

"Cen Jing, who said that you have to memorize them word for word after reading them. There are so many, who can memorize them?"

Cen Xi fell silent, she wanted to say that any literary student from Sitian College would be able to memorize it.

After all, this is not the era of compulsory education. Those who can go to Sitian Academy are either talented or descendants of nobles, and descendants of these rich clans have already planned their own path for the family since they were young. , has also been added the day after tomorrow.

And someone as stubborn and unmotivated as Mr. Anxiu, as the prince of a country, is indeed a waste of resources.

Seeing that Mr. An Xiu was in a bad mood at this moment, Cen Xi leaned closer to him suddenly and said in a low voice.

"Anxiu-jun, do you think that Chengyang-jun is upset, do you want to win the game, let Yafu see, you are also a dignified prince of a country, and Chengyang-jun can't beat you in everything .”

As Cen Xi whispered, the carriage swayed, and although the figure in the vague hollow was not very clear, it was enough for Chengyang Jun behind to get a general idea, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Mr. Chengyang?" The cathode master asked about Queen Ziyan's condition today, but he didn't see Mr. Chengyang's answer in front of him for a long time. He followed his gaze and saw that it was Anxiu's carriage.

"Prince Baihua doesn't seem to be here to see a bad old man like me—"

Chengyang Jun immediately turned his head.

"Father Ya is serious. Ah Jing naturally came to see you, but Father Ya doesn't know about it. Mr. An Le has been very close to this Wen Sheng named Cen Jing these days, and behaves intimately. Ah Jing may feel a little uncomfortable. Alright—" Chengyang Jun withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

If you say that Mr. Anxiu is stubborn, if you intervene forcefully, you will definitely not do it. Moreover, in the entire Houzhao country, only Yafu can control Mr. Anle.

(End of this chapter)