When Sima Shi walked out of the judge's mansion, his anger was a little gloomy. Heavy clouds piled up in the air, piling up a thick black-gray color.

This is very similar to Sima Shi's mood at the moment, heavy and worried. The affairs of the world are not completely clear, and there are still many courtiers loyal to the Cao Wei royal family in the imperial capital. Although Cao Chao is young, he is a smart emperor, and compared with Liu Xie back then, he also has more hole cards in his hand. Whether his younger brother Sima Zhao can stabilize the situation and the future development of the Sima clan will not reassure him.

Looking up at the sky, it was already raining. The clouds are heavy, but the rain is very light, like the continuous drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River. He had never been to Jiangnan, it was the territory of Soochow, and he really wanted to go to Jiangnan once, but he didn't have the opportunity anymore. The rain in Jiangnan is probably like this.

The judge had already informed his father, Sima Yi, but the distance was a bit far, and it would take about two or three to arrive.

When he came out, the judge also stuffed him with a large blank piece of paper, which contained a general map of the underworld, a detailed map of Yan Juncheng, and the precautions after the new ghost died. This thing can be regarded as the consideration of the underworld for new ghosts, and it is newly researched by the judge's mansion.

I looked at the map and confirmed the location of Shaofu. Sima Shi still needs to wait for two or three in Yan Jun City, and he must have some money on him.

The Shaofu of the underworld was built when Fan Li was in office. In charge of the financial affairs of the prefecture, Zhang Liang is currently in charge. There is a lot of responsibility and authority, but in fact, the most I do is to raise money for new ghosts.

The world is so big, there are countless ghosts that die every time, and most of the ghosts who come out of the judge's mansion need to be buried with them. Therefore, here in Shaofu, there are always ghosts coming and going, and there are always long queues.

By the time Sima Shi arrived, the moon had already gone up, and the ghost pawn who was doing the work asked without raising his head: "What is the name?" Do you propose all of them, or do you want to take some of them first?"

"My name is Sima Shi, and I will take a part of it first. ”

The ghost pawn glanced up at him, lowered his head and rummaged through a pile of bamboo slips on the case, and said after a long time: "Master Sima, you haven't been buried in the world yet, so the burial goods haven't come down yet." Do you have any relatives in the underworld, why don't you write to ask and take some from someone else?"

"It's okay, it's just that I don't have a knife and a pen at the moment, so I don't know if I can borrow it from your mansion?"

The ghost pawn handed him a bamboo slip, and gave him a carving knife, and said, "You write it on the side first, and then give it to me, and we will send a letter on your behalf, and if the other party agrees, then we will pay it for you from the other party's funeral." ”

Sima Shi nodded and said, "Thank you, officer." ”

What kind of relatives does the prefecture have? The Sima clan is also a wang clan, and of course there are many relatives, and the closest ones are naturally their parents. Sima Shi did not hesitate at all, picked up the knife, and carved his father's name on the bamboo slips.

Sima Shi was dumbfounded by the transmission efficiency of the underworld, although he had already learned about the communication method of the Lin Mansion from the introduction given by the Judge's Mansion, but when he really saw it, he was still shocked. If there is such a convenient way in the world, why worry about it.

Sima Yi's reply was also very fast, but it was ghostwritten by Zhang Chunhua. The son died, no matter whether the husband and wife were harmonious or not, and how opposing their positions were, they should put aside the dispute for the time being, and it is the right thing to take the time to pick up the son.

When the message from the judge's mansion reached Sima Yi's hands, Zhang Chunhua was by his side. By the time he finished reading the letter, Zhang Chunhua had already prepared the carriage. Naturally, it was Sima Yi who drove the car, and Zhang Chunhua naturally wouldn't go to be a driver. There is no reason for a woman to drive a car, and some things should be done by men.

The ghost messenger of Shaofu received Sima Yi's reply and asked Sima Shi to read the contents. Said: "Reply, all the funeral goods can be used by you, you see how much you need." ”

Sima Shi thought for a while and said, "I only need to use it for three days in Yanjun City, I don't know what the price of the prefecture is, and I ask the officials to help make a decision." ”

"Well, for three days, most of the things in the underworld are very cheap, and it doesn't cost much if you eat and live alone. However, you have just died, you should go around more, and use the five hundred Difu money first, which is enough for you. ”

"That's five hundred, and I'm tired of the errand officer. ”

With five hundred prefecture money in his arms, Sima Shi felt a lot safer. People may not be afraid of an unfamiliar environment, but they will certainly be afraid that they will not have money to spend. Money is sometimes synonymous with security, and if you have enough money, there is nothing you can't go to.

Walking out of Shaofu, the streets were brightly lit. The nightlife of Yan Juncheng is much more colorful than that of Luoyang in the world, and the vendors set up their stalls on both sides of the street and do their own business.

Sima Shi saw a lot of familiar food, and many things that had not been seen in the world. The world after death made him feel unprecedented novelty, and the world had never had such a prosperous time.

I found a tavern that was still open and was greeted to a seat by the guy. There are many customers in the tavern, chatting about the shortcomings of life, and it is quite lively.

The guy asked with a smile on his face, "Guest, what do you think you want to use?"

Sima Shi knocked on the table and said, "I just died, I don't know what food is in the underworld, how many things can you recommend to me?"

The man came to the spirit and said: "Then the guest has to taste what the world can't eat, how can you have a plate of beef, a pound of crab should also come, and a jar of Du Kang's good wine, let you eat happily!"

"Can the underworld eat beef?" Sima Shi was a little puzzled, cattle in the world are more expensive than the lowest slaves, and the government even ordered that they should not be slaughtered, but if there are cows that die of old age and disease, they must be reported to the government and buried in the soil, not served on the table.

The man's smile became a little thicker, and he said, "There are not enough ploughing cattle in the world, and there is one less to eat." The underworld doesn't have this trouble, everything in the underworld grows fast, not only crops, but also livestock, you can eat with confidence, you can eat as much as you want!"

Sima Shi slapped the table and said arrogantly: "Then bring me two catties! Crabs are also here, and your Du Kang's wine will also bring me a jar!"

"Okay, wait, you're going to have it for you!"

The tavern was loaded faster than Sima Shi expected, but in half an hour, the man had already put his wine and food on the table, and a plate of green vegetables was also included. The red beef was served in a large bowl, and the two crabs each took up a plate.

When you pat the mud seal of the wine jar, a smell of wine greets you, and when you pour it into the glass, you can see the color of the bottom of the glass. The wine of the underworld seems to be much more delicious than that of the earth, and when it is drunk into the stomach, an indescribable burning heat rises. How long has it been since this has been the case, a person, without the slightest purpose, has drunk a glass of wine? Sima Shi thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of how long this time was.

When he was in the world, he was in a high position, and some people wanted to drink with him. He also often drinks with many people, but each time with a strong sense of purpose. And many late nights, or drinking with his younger brother Sima Zhao, or drinking alone in the room, I couldn't stop thinking about all kinds of troubles caused by those powers.

All kinds of things in the world are empty when they die. When he walked out of the judge's office, this sentence from the judge's office was really a wise saying. Those struggles, those grievances, whether they want to or not, will eventually turn into a mirror with death and cease to exist.

After drinking all the wine, eating the crabs, I filled the stomach with beef. Sima Shi settled the account in the surprised eyes of the guys, and only spent five prefecture money, which was really convenient.

At Zhang Chunhua's urging, Sima Yi whipped the horses that were driving the car, and the horses had been running for a long time, and they really couldn't run.

He glanced at Zhang Chunhua and said, "The horse is already tired, you can't urge it, the left and right have already arrived in Yanjun City, why be anxious." You first write a letter to Shi'er, ask him where he is, and let the horse rest and gather strength. ”

"You have a point, if it weren't for your old procrastination, you would have come into the city at night. ”

Sima Yi ignored her, but stopped the carriage, untied the bag tied to the wheel, and fed the horses with grass.

Zhang Chunhua wrote the letter and threw it into the brazier in the carriage. Only then did I get out of the car, move my hands and feet, and I was very tired after sitting in the car for so long.

"Old thing, what do you think of the situation in the world? Can Zhao'er stabilize the situation?"

Sima Yi said without raising his head: "It's not a big problem, although Zhao'er is not as good as Shi'er, but he is also smarter than others." Coupled with the accumulation left to him by me and Shi'er, the Cao family is already powerless. ”

Zhang Chunhua looked at him and said with some concern: "If the Sima clan stands on behalf of Wei, it will definitely become mortal enemies with Shu Han and Eastern Wu, and there will be no place for you to stand on the grassland." How can you deal with yourself?"

Sima Yi smiled and asked, "Are you worried about me?"

"Hmph, I'm just worried about my two sons, who cares about the life or death of your old thing. The Han family has a deep foundation in the underworld, and Emperor Xiaowen has become a Yan monarch, once you are targeted by the Han family, I don't see any way for you to get out. ”

"You're right, there's really nothing I can do. Now the city was built by the Han family at the expense of others, if the tunnels were not buried secretly and nails were laid, I don't believe it. The soldiers in the city are all Han soldiers, and most of the officials are Han ministers, if the Han family attacks me, I can only withdraw from the pasture, put down all my ambitions, and wait for reincarnation with peace of mind. ”

Zhang Chunhua narrowed his eyes, Sima Yi would do this? She has been a husband and wife in the world all her life, and there is anyone who knows this man better than her? If Sima Yi had some thoughts of being a hermit before being forcibly recruited by Cao Cao, then after being conscripted, those thoughts would have dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and there would be no trace of them.

He must have other ideas! Should these matters be reported to Chang'an? How would the emperor of the Han dynasty deal with them? Will Shi'er and Zhao'er be implicated?

Zhang Chunhua felt the entanglement that she had not felt for a long time, wasn't it all kinds of things in the world, and she died in vain? Why did she still not feel the taste of liberation?

Looking up at the sky today, there are no clouds, blue, and a few birds are flying freely. In a distant direction, without rest, without tire.