Sleep soundly, dripping with joy, no matter where he is, although the thatched hut is small and the world is big, although the bamboo bed is simple and can accommodate people, sleep, no one disturbs, however, the sun and the moon change, the golden rooster announces the dawn, and no one can stop it, no one can replace it, oh, whose rooster is too diligent, but you have to distinguish what kind of people you meet, like Ji Tian and Zhao Youfan, who are willing to sleep in the thatched hut, sleep on the bamboo couch, and watch the turtle perform, don't say that the rooster crows, I am afraid that the earth will shake, and it will not alarm the two of them.

The sun rose, there was a whirring sound in the hut, the sun was three poles, the sound in the hut was still the same, the sun was shining in the sky, there was finally a movement in the hut that was not the sound of sleeping, Zhao Youfan woke up first, he opened his eyes to look at Ji Tian who was still asleep, and wanted to wake him up, but when he saw Ji Tian sleeping soundly, he was a little unbearable, and when he hesitated, he suddenly remembered that he didn't go home last night, and his wife who was already pregnant would definitely think about him, okay, let go of everything else, hurry home, report safety to his daughter-in-law, and tell his wife by the way, In the evening, he and Teacher Ji had important things to do, so it was likely that he would not be able to go home.

When Zhao Youfan thought of this, he couldn't care about Ji Tian anymore, he walked all the way quickly, rushed to the house, and talked to his daughter-in-law like this, but his daughter-in-law understood the matter, not only did not complain about him, but made him a delicious lunch.

At sunset, it was almost dusk, Zhao Youfan said goodbye to his wife, and came to Ji Tian's thatched house, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and after a long time, Ji Tian's voice came from inside; "Is it Youfan, push the door in."

Zhao Youfan pushed open the firewood door, walked into the house, and asked first; "Teacher, are you awake?"

Ji Tian, who was sitting on the bed, sighed, and said yes, Zhao Youfan asked again; "Teacher, have you eaten?"

This time Ji Tian looked up, he looked at Zhao Youfan, then at the ground of the room, and said reluctantly; "People don't let me eat, so if you don't eat, you won't eat, and I'm not hungry anyway."

"Teacher, you're not hungry, you haven't eaten in two days."

Zhao Youfan said in surprise, Ji Tian was still sitting on the bed, and said sullenly; "What's the way, if you don't listen, you can't do it, she said that she wants me to live a long life, and she wants me to be that or something, alas, it's annoying, don't talk about her, I ask you, is it already the next night?"

Zhao Youfan replied; "Exactly."

Ji Tian said; "Okay, you wait for me to wash my face and get up the watch, and then get ready to go to the Fude Mansion."

Zhao Youfan said again; "Can it be done, I heard that the descendants of the Duke of Fu never receive sudden visitors."

At this time, Ji Tian had already gotten off the bed, he kicked his feet, walked out of the house, the breeze blew, he sniffed his body, and said to himself; "Why does it smell fishy, I want to wash it well."

Ji Tian was very dissatisfied with the smell on his body, and there was nothing to do, he came to the well, made a bucket of water, then took off his clothes, and took a cold bath by the well.

Seeing that Ji Tian was dressed neatly, Zhao Youfan asked; "Teacher, shall we go?"

Ji Tian asked Zhao Youfan rhetorically; "Where's the painting?"

Zhao Youfan replied; "I saw you swallow your sleeve yesterday."

Ji Tian picked up the changed clothes, found the painting in the sleeve, unfolded it and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then, sighing for a while, sat on the bed again, Zhao Youfan was puzzled, and asked busily; "Teacher, is there anything else?"

Ji Tian didn't answer, after reaching out and rolling the painting, he put his sleeves into the sleeves of his clothes, looked at Zhao Youfan, and then said; "Now it seems that you are not an outsider, although you and I are teachers and students, but I always feel that the relationship between us must go beyond the relationship between teachers and students, so I will tell you the origin of my relationship with Fu Gong, and I guess you will not spread it."

Zhao Youfan heard the teacher say this, his heart was shocked, he just wanted to say, teacher, don't worry, the words came out of your mouth and entered my ears, even if they disappeared, they would let others know, but unexpectedly, when he was still considering, Ji Tian had already spoken; "Duke Fu is an extraordinary person, he has already known the day of his return to heaven, but it is a pity, that day he hinted that my son went to the back hall of his house, which was the last time he saw his old man, at that time, he was full of red light, full of kindness, sitting on the bed, he also specially put pen and ink and paper for me, but unfortunately, the portrait in my hand has become like this, which really makes me disagree."

Ji Tian's words, poured out the truth, Zhao Youfan was dumbfounded when he heard it, the teacher is so capable, who is it thanks to, is it the little turtle, maybe not, don't think about it, listen to the teacher, Zhao Youfan tried his best to control his thoughts, and listened to Ji Tian down.

Unexpectedly, after Ji Tian finished saying those words, he stood up and said to Zhao Youfan; "Let's go, let's go outside the house and see if it's time for the last shift."

Coming outside, the teacher and student looked up at the sky at the same time, the big hair star was already hanging high in the sky, tonight was destined to be a sunny day, and other stars around the big hair star were also dotted in the deep night sky, counting the sky and watching the stars for a long time, before saying to Zhao Youfan; "Let's go, let's go to the Fu Mansion."

Fu Gong's mansion is in the southeast corner of the county, is a large courtyard covering an area of dozens of acres, the front yard lives his son Zhang Quanyou's family, the backyard is the residence of Fu Gong, after the death of Fu Gong, his son Zhang Quanyou followed his father's testament, the entire backyard was vacated, just like when Fu Gong was alive, four o'clock tribute, fireworks continued, however, no one was allowed to go in, even Fu Gong's son Zhang Quanyou never entered.

Ji Tian, Zhao Youfan and the two came to the door of the Fude Mansion, stretched out their hands and knocked on the door, and a servant came out in the middle of the day, and asked through the door; "Who, it's getting late, can you do something tomorrow!"

Seeing that the servant was reluctant to open the door, Ji Tian immediately said; "We're not here to do things, but to deliver a letter to Quanyou Gongzi."

"Carrying a letter, carrying a letter?"

The servant asked in detail, and Ji Tian had no choice but to explain; "It's a big matter, and it's hard to report it."

The servant muttered; "Childe is afraid that he has fallen asleep, and he will get angry again if he doesn't get it right."

The servant went to report very reluctantly, Ji Tian thought to himself, it seems that the shelves and pomp of the descendants of Duke Fu are quite large, which is different from when Duke Fu was alive, and I don't know if he will be able to relieve the victims and ask for food in another famine year.

As soon as Ji Tian thought of this, he heard the sound of kicking and tapping footsteps coming from the door, this time it didn't sound like a person, the footsteps came to the door, and a deep voice asked; "I don't know who the honorable driver is, and when I come to visit at night, I have any message to pass on."

Ji Tian replied; "I am counting the day, but the visit at night is abrupt, and I have no choice but to come."

The voice landed, and the sound of opening the door latch was heard, and then the heavy black lacquer door opened silently, Ji Tian and Zhao Youfan glanced at each other, raised their legs and came to the courtyard, bent over with fists, and saluted the man wearing a doctor's hat and a fat figure; "Come and disturb me at night, I hope Gongzi will forgive me!"

The fat man also returned the salute with his fists clenched; "There, there, Mr. Ji's name for a long time, but I didn't have the opportunity to see it, I came here today, welcome, welcome, please hurry up in the house."

Zhang Quanyou stretched out his hand to give Ji Tian and Zhao Youfan, the servant hurriedly went to close the door, under the leadership of Zhang Quanyou, Ji Tian and Zhao Youfan came to the front hall of the main house, after taking a seat, the servant immediately held the tea without waiting for the order, Ji Tian and Zhao Youfan bowed slightly to thank him.

Zhang Quanyou was the first to speak; "Mr. Ji, please have tea."

Ji Tian nodded and said; "Okay, okay, I'm tired," then, pointing to Zhao Youfan, who was sitting under him, introduced; "Zhao Youfan, a Confucian student in this county."

Zhang Quanyou listened to the introduction, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said; "Disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Zhao Youfan stood up, bent down and replied; "I've seen Childe, it's really presumptuous to visit at night."

Zhang Quanyou said with a smile; "Where to talk, where to say, this has just entered the shift, it's not too late, it's not too late, the two of you have something to say."

Zhao Youfan sat down again and looked at Ji Tian, Ji Tian was thinking about how to speak at this time so as not to be abrupt, at this time he saw that Zhang Quanyou was already urging him, so he groaned for a while and asked tentatively; "I wonder if Childe has heard rumors about Fu Gong?"

When Zhang Quanyou heard this, his face changed slightly, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he asked unconsciously back; "What does Mr. Ji mean by this?"

Ji Tian was about to open his mouth to explain, but Zhao Youfan was probably afraid that the teacher would say it rashly and cause Zhang Quanyou's misunderstanding, so he hurriedly spoke first; "The day before yesterday, I was walking on the street and heard rumors that Duke Fu was named the god of the land by the Jade Emperor, but that's it!"

When Zhao Youfan said this, he deliberately stopped and elongated his voice, and without going on, Ji Tian immediately peeked at Zhang Quanyou's reaction, and when he saw Zhang Quanyou hearing this, his condensed face opened, and he shouted outside the door; "Quanfu, come here."

The servant, who had gone out, came in and bowed his head and asked; "What do you command?"

Zhang Quanyou immediately asked; "Have you heard rumors on the street lately?"

The servant replied with full blessings; "Young Master Bing, I haven't heard the rumors, but I feel that there are more people who have come to our house to watch in the past two days."

Zhang Quanyou listened to the servant's words, sighed slightly, and stopped squeaking, obviously he was waiting for Ji Tian to continue, Ji Tian saw that the time was almost up, glanced at Zhang Quanyou, carefully took out the painting from his sleeve, handed it to Zhang Quanyou with both hands, and said; "Childe, I have a painting here, please take a look."

Ji Tian handed the portrait to Zhang Quanyou with both hands, Zhang Quanyou opened the portrait very carefully, looked at it for the first time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and asked in a low voice; "Who is this?"

No one answered him, the second glance, Zhang Quanyou's hand trembled slightly, after the third glance, his gaze refused to leave the portrait, and then woo, woo, woo, crying, after a while, the small cry turned into a howling cry, it was this cry that made the people in the room feel dark, and the flames on the oil lamp began to flicker.

The cry shook the sky, the cry moved the ground, the cry tore the peaceful atmosphere in the house just now, the cry spread from the house to the courtyard, disappeared from the courtyard into the distant night sky, the family walked out, gathered in front of the living room door, when they heard that the family was crying, they all froze in front of the door for a while, did not dare to go in to ask, did not dare to go in to consol, the crying was still the same, no one knew how long the crying would last.

But when the servant saw that his master was weeping bitterly, he was at first frightened and stood on the spot, and then he slowly knelt on the ground, and kept talking; "Childe, please mourn! Childe, please mourn! ”