Huineng broke the casserole and asked: "Then, what do you do after becoming the prime minister?" ”

Li said with a smile: "When you become the prime minister, it will be the end, and you should go home for the people." ”

Huineng said with emotion: "After a big turn, I have to go back to the old place!" Rather, it would be better not to read the Four Books and the Five Classics in the first place. This is still a good fate, I can be safe and sound, and I will not be dismissed halfway. If you are like my father, if you are not careful, you will be dismissed and exiled, and even your life will be on the line. ”

Li couldn't cry and laughed, and said, "Then what do you want to do?" ”

Huineng raised the axe in his hand and said seriously: "Chop wood." From today onwards, I will go up to the mountains to chop firewood, exchange money for rice, and feed my mother. ”

Not knowing whether to cry or laugh, Li held her son tightly in her arms, her eyes glistening with tears.

At this time, through the sparse fence wall, it can be seen that a official wearing official uniform appeared at the entrance of the village. The mountain village is remote, and he has never been an errand in his adult years, so his appearance naturally attracts people's curious eyes.

Li's heart seemed to be suddenly grabbed by an invisible hand—five or six years ago, it was this official who sent a letter urging her husband to take her husband's life. Unexpectedly, a few years later, he actually stopped in front of the Lu family's firewood again! Moreover, Li recognized him at a glance, he was the messenger from a few years ago!

Li subconsciously hugged Huineng tightly.

Before he could speak, a flattering smile appeared on his face. He obviously saw the Li mother and son in the courtyard, but he still knocked on the firewood politely and said, "Is Master Lu's wife here?" Please receive the letter from the Guangzhou Yamen. ”

Guangzhou? In that big city three hundred miles away, the Li family didn't even have any relatives outside the eight generations, let alone any connection with the yamen.

Li hesitated and slowly walked towards the courtyard gate. Xiao Huineng was neat, ran over, opened the firewood, and invited the official who delivered the letter in.

"Madam, please take it. This is a handwritten letter from Lord Wen of Guangzhou Yamen! ”

Li took the large envelope, but took it down. She was still confused, and asked ignorantly, "What Lord Wen?" Who is Bun-sama? ”

The official was also a little surprised: "Lord Wen is the master of Guangzhou Thorn Shi Wenlong, who has not been in office for a long time!" Our Xinzhou County is under the jurisdiction of his old man. Master Wen said in a letter to the county lord that he was a classmate of your family, Mr. Lu, in the same year. Can you know him? ”

Wenlong, Wenlong again! Wen Long is already a big player, but Lu Xingyu is ......

"Madam, I don't dare to slack off on the errand assigned by Master Assassin, my errand is to deliver the letter, and the county lord is still waiting for me to reply."

After the official left, Li opened the big envelope with trembling hands, and saw that Wen Long, who had been a scholar of Hanlin in the court, was released as the assassin of Guangzhou. More than a month ago, he took office and came to Guangzhou, so he naturally asked the magistrate of Xinzhou about Lu Xingyao's situation. When he heard that his old friend had already died five years ago, he was very sad. Especially when he learned that Lu's widow was struggling to live alone with her son Huineng, he was even more embarrassed. Therefore, he wrote to ask Mrs. Li to take her son to Guangzhou and live with his family, and he wanted to take on the responsibility of raising future generations for his old friend, so that Hui Neng could study, gain fame in the future, and inherit the long-standing tradition of the Lu family.

It's really hail and snowflakes fall, and good things fall from the sky.