Chapter 67: Grief and Joy

Xie Xiangcun said: "If I just want to avenge my master, I will only target Dai Yun alone, but I will not punish my descendants." But the livelihood of the people can no longer bear Dai Yun's greed; And the peace of Wu Yueguo needs to be the queen of the Dai family. ”

Qu Liuyu said: "There are some bad rumors about you in the market, the official reputation is very important to you, how do you want to calm down, these criticisms?" ”

Xie Xiangcun said: "Why do you want to calm down? The killing of Dai Yun was originally a tragic incident, and someone had to bear the notoriety, and I was the most suitable person. ”

Qu Liuyu was stunned and said: "Apprentice, since you have already embarked on your official career, don't you want to be an admired virtuous minister?" ”

Xie Xiangcun shook his head and said, "Wu Yueguo has produced Lord Zhen Fu, such a virtuous minister is enough, and I was originally insignificant. ”

Seeing that Xie Xiangcun was so disheartened, Qu Liuqing couldn't help but persuade: "Don't think so. ”

Xie Xiangcun was silent, and after a while, he turned around and said: "Master, when I was a child, I often had extra meals from you, and you said that the apprentices of the martial arts class practiced hard, and if the food was poor, they would not be able to survive. You use your own private money to buy me food. I was able to get out alive, and those extra meals helped me a lot. ”

Qu Liuyu knew that Xie Xiangcun intended to change the topic, so he asked in passing: "At that time, you were still ashamed to refuse to eat that. Seriously, what's your favorite food? ”

Xie Xiangcun replied: "Crab roe buns." ”

Qu Liuyu thought for a moment and said, "It's past the season now. Wait for next year, next year, our master and apprentice will go down the mountain and eat crab roe buns together. ”

Xie Xiangcun said: "Okay." In addition, when the situation is calmer, I will take you with me when I go out on business. Aren't you going to collect mountain songs from all over Wuyue? I'll help you get what you want. ”

Qu Liuyu was pleased: "The apprentice still thinks about the wish of being a teacher? ”

Xie Xiangcun said: "The merits and demerits turn empty, but the beautiful tunes will be passed down from generation to generation." ”

Qu Liuyu nodded.

Xie Xiangcun sighed: "I'm actually just a holy meal, but he doesn't know it." ”

Qu Liuyu heard that Xie Xiang was depressed, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

The next day, there were distinguished guests coming to the door of Fangli Villa, and many people came one after another, and they all brought large bags and small boxes of gifts, these people were officials of the Ministry of War, and they made a special trip to Fangli Villa to visit Xie Xiangcun.

When Dai Yun was in charge of the Ministry of War, during the New Year's holidays or his family's red and white affairs, as well as things such as the illness of himself and his wife, the subordinate officials dared not to visit, or the value of the gifts given was too small, they would be rectified by Dai Yun's hatred, so following the previous tradition, as soon as they heard that Xie Xiang was living in Fangli Villa to recuperate, the officials of the Ministry of War rushed to come. What's more, because Xie Xiangcun is a new appointer, the officials of the Ministry of War want to leave the deepest first impression on him at the beginning, so the gifts are particularly rich.

The servants of the imitation pear villa have never been so prominent, and in the past, only the servants bowed to the dignitaries and dignitaries. And today they went to the imitation pear villa to flatter and flatter. Not long after Xie Xiangcun, a disciple of the first martial arts class, became an apprentice, he was already in a high position, and he had already made many disciples of the mountain villa envious. Now that I saw the officials of the Ministry of War with their families and all kinds of gifts to visit, under the envy of them, many disciples no longer had the intention of practicing, but haunted near Xie Xiangcun's residence, probing their brains to watch, hoping that they would have such a day.

Qu Liuyu persuaded these villa disciples to leave several times, but as soon as A left, B came again, and in desperation, he simply let it go. Although Xie Xiangcun was ill and heard that his subordinates were coming to visit, he was reluctant to take care of him, so he still freshened up, ordered the guards to serve tea, and invited the officials of the military department to enter the house for an interview.

The attendant brought a few bowls of tea, but only one official of the military department came in, Xie Xiangcun didn't know that this kind of gift-giving occasion had always been one-on-one, and the others could only wait in order. Xie Xiangcun had no intention of delving into this, and chatted with the visitor for a long time. Dai Yun also served tea to these officials, but it was just for show. No subordinate dares to drink the chief's tea with a big grin, and when Dai Yun picks up the teacup and asks for tea, it means sending off guests, not letting visitors really drink tea. Xie Xiangcun was not, he asked a lot of questions, and repeatedly asked the visiting officials to drink tea, and the tea was reduced to the effect of quenching thirst and moistening the throat. Xie Xiangcun used the interview to understand the situation of the military department, and secondly, to observe the character of these officials. So he tried to make the conversation as easy as possible, so that it would be easier for the officials to tell the truth.

The first visitor talked for a long time, but when he came out, he took the gift as it was. Others thought that Xie Xiangcun hated this person, or couldn't help but look down on his gifts, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble. But the second one is still like this, we talked for a long time, but the gift is not wanted. All visitors are the same, Xie Xiangcun clearly told them that he was on an errand with himself, that he would give priority to serving his duties, that he would be rewarded for his merits, and that he would be punished for his mistakes, and that he would not accept gifts from his subordinates.

Qu Liuqing saw Xie Xiangcun, although he suffered due to poverty when he was a child, and now he is in a high position, he is not greedy for money, and he is comforted. But looking at Xie Xiangcun, who was as plain as water and talking eloquently with the officials of the Ministry of War, Qu Liuyu was shocked, Xie Xiangcun at this time was not at all like the young man who snuggled in his arms and wept last night, maybe last night's weakness and sadness only belonged to his apprentice, and had nothing to do with the strong and confident official in front of him.

More than ten days passed in a flash, during which not only the officials of the military department kept coming to visit the sick; Even Qian Hongzuo sent people several times to visit with expensive medicines and delicacies in the palace. Although he did not fully recover, Xie Xiangcun still decided to leave Fangli Villa and move to the Yamen of the Ministry of War to officially take office.

On the eve of leaving Fangli Villa, Xie Xiangcun feasted his teachers and classmates, and even the miscellaneous servants of Fangli Villa were invited to participate. That night's banquet became the largest banquet in the history of Fangli Villa.

During the banquet, Xie Xiangcun toasted to all the teachers (in fact, it was a tea ceremony, because the servants love their throats, everyone is replacing wine with tea), and said: "Teachers, without your cultivation, there would be no me today, the apprentice is willing to sing a song, please taste it, see my skills, does it insult the reputation of imitation pear villa?" ”

In the applause of everyone, Xie Xiangcun walked to the piano and sat down, put his hands on the strings, closed his eyes and calmed his mind for a while, his expression became quiet and solemn, and when his fingertips crossed the piano, the ethereal sound immediately ethereal, Xie Xiangcun sang that day, it was Cao Song's famous poem:

Zeguo entered the war map, and the people were happy to be happy.

Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither.

It is rumored that the First World War was full of sorrow, and the strong troops on both sides of the strait have not stopped.

Whoever says that Cangjiang is always fine, and there has been a long blood struggle recently.

There is no passion and heroism of success, and there is only endless sorrow in the sad singing.