grandfather married

Chapter 268
The old farmer had just sent his daughter and son-in-law's family out of the village. On the way back, he saw five people. The leader was dressed in hang silk, and he looked like an ordinary person. It's not easy to provoke, the old farmer didn't want to be troublesome, so he took a look and walked back.

"Hey, this big brother is a little slower." The middle-aged man in hang silk hurriedly called to stop the old farmer.

The old farmer stopped in his tracks, looking at the group of them vigilantly, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, looked gentle, and said with a smile: "Brother, it's like this. We are people who escaped from Mayi City. My master's family name is Fan. The master has always remembered the old house, so he wanted to let it go. I'm here to inquire about the current situation of Mayi City, I wonder if my brother can tell us about it?"

The old farmer looked at them suspiciously, "Are you really from Mayicheng? Why does your accent sound wrong?"

Yu Mingjing's heart trembled. He didn't expect that an old farmer would notice the accent. Just as he was thinking about how to describe it, a middle-aged man with a beard next to him said in a low voice,

"Our master escaped from Mayi City. This is a scholar from Taiyuan Mansion. The master specially invited him to be a staff member. Master Xiucai doesn't know Mayicheng's accent. He speaks authentic official dialect."

The bearded man spoke with an authentic northern Xinjiang accent, and the old farmer suddenly realized when he heard the words, and the suspicion on his face gradually faded away.

Yu Mingjing's heart gradually relaxed, and he bowed his hands to the old farmer very sincerely: "Brother, we all know that there is a war in Mayi City, and we dare not go to the city to inquire, so we have to come nearby to find out the situation. Brother, please tell Yi Er, the host family is really missing the old house, and they are in a hurry to leave, and there is no time to clean up the ancestral tablet."

Hearing the ancestral tablet, the old farmer's last bit of suspicion disappeared. No wonder he came out to inquire about the situation in Mayi City on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. He couldn't help but blame, "How can I keep my ancestors? It's really unfilial."

Yu Mingjing nodded again and again, and said helplessly: "No, the Xiliang army fought too fiercely at that time, and the Tengxiang army guarded the city gate and refused to let the people enter and leave Mayi City. Later, the army came, and Lu Guogong withdrew this order.

Our master was also afraid that he would be forced to stay in the city again, so he tidied up and saluted in a hurry before fleeing with his family. Didn’t he remember the ancestral tablet only after fleeing Mayi City?

At that time, I was so anxious that I wanted to come back immediately to get the ancestral tablet, but didn't they fight again later?I didn’t dare to go into the city, no, it’s not safe for a year, so I was in a hurry, and sent me out again to inquire about the situation. "

Only then did the old farmer turn pale, hesitated for a moment, looked at the sincerity on Yu Mingjing's face, and said, "It's freezing cold, come into my room and drink some hot tea."

Yu Mingjing was overjoyed, smiled and bowed to him again, and said, "Thank you, bro."

The old farmer hurriedly avoided, "You are a master scholar, ordinary people dare not accept your gift."

Yu Mingjing sighed helplessly, "It's useless to be a scholar. What's the use of a scholar? He can neither enter the court and serve the people as an official, nor can he go to the battlefield to defend the country and drive away Xiliang people. I only hate myself." I am not a member of the Tengxiang Army. If I had been in the Tengxiang Army back then, I would have defended Dingxiang City desperately, and would never let the people of Xiliang cross the pond. How could the main family escape from Mayi City now? thing."

The old farmer laughed unabashedly, "Tengxiang army? Just those useless things? To be honest, those people are not as courageous as a farmer like me. At least I know that Xiliang people can't attack Dingxiang City , they were lucky enough to just throw Dingxiang City away."

Yu Mingjing and the bearded and cheeky Liang Zhenhai who had just painted for him looked at each other, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes. It seems that this old farmer knows a lot of things.

Yu Mingjing pretended to be curious, and asked: "I'm not from northern Xinjiang, and I don't know much about the Tengxiang Army. How can I listen to my brother? This Tengxiang Army seems to be useless? But the imperial court rewards the Tengxiang Army every year." Well, it is said that the soldiers of the Tengxiang Army can kill many Xiliang people who are plundering the border every year, and they have made great contributions."

The old farmer looked furious and foamed at the mouth, "Fucking shit! Why do you kill a lot of Xiliang people every year? That's all fake."

As soon as the cold wind blew, his anger was gradually cooled down, and the old farmer stopped talking in time, not daring to continue.

However, Yu Mingjing and Liang Zhenhai were both shocked. They looked at each other again, and they both saw the inevitable victory in each other's eyes.

Yu Mingjing nodded imperceptibly, and continued to ask curiously, "Hey, brother, it can't be, how could it be fake? The imperial court has issued an imperial decree to reward, so how can there be fakes? Who dares to Deceiving the Holy Majesty, deceiving the emperor is a serious crime, and you will be beheaded."

Saying this, he shook his head vigorously again, and looked at the old farmer with disbelief, "Brother, you must have made a mistake. There can be no fake things like this. Teng Xiangjun must have killed him People from Xiliang, they dare not lie, otherwise the court will know that they have lied to the Holy One, and they will beheaded, they don't have the guts."

From the dissatisfaction of being questioned at the beginning, the old farmer's expression changed too obviously when he heard that he was going to be beheaded for the crime of deceiving the emperor, and he asked in a somewhat uncertain tone, "If the court knows that someone has deceived the Holy Majesty, how can that person be killed?" Are you going to be beheaded?"

Seeing that there was something going on, Yu Mingjing nodded very positively, "Of course, the imperial decree is issued by the order of the sage, and everyone in the world can know this imperial decree. If someone deceives the sage, doesn't it mean that the imperial decree of the sage is wrong? People in the world What would you think of the Holy Majesty?
There must be no mistakes in the imperial decrees of the Holy Majesty. There must be a villain who deceived the Holy Majesty and deceived the Holy Majesty. That's why the Holy Majesty made the wrong imperial decree. Then the person who made the Holy Majesty make the wrong imperial decree will be beheaded. , Those who dare to deceive the Holy Majesty are all bad people. "

After hearing this, the old farmer's expression fluctuated, and he brought Yu Mingjing and others back to his room, and then asked tentatively, "Master Xiucai, how can the Holy One know that someone has cheated him?"

Yu Mingjing was overjoyed, and said in a firm tone, "It's simple, as long as the sufferer writes a testimony, and then brings this testimony to the impeachment, the Holy Majesty will know about it, my brother should have heard of the impeachment Bar?"

The old farmer nodded, "I've heard it."

Seeing the old farmer's expression began to hesitate again, Yu Mingjing's heart skipped a beat, what a pity, who would dare to sue for impeachment?
He hurriedly continued to add, "In addition to suing the imperial court, there is another way to let the sage know, that is, the sufferer writes a testimony, goes to the master of the scholar or the master, and asks these masters to unite and ask for an audience outside the palace gate. Your Majesty, Your Majesty will also know about this."

(End of this chapter)