After they met, Qian Bufang's first sentence was, "Master Mu, why do you have time to come to me?"

"Ahem, take a break! I was too busy the other day. Zhu Zihan was there with me, scurrying around looking for trouble. I tread carefully for fear that he might catch me. Luckily, I managed to get through it.

The common people are happy, but I am miserable. The silver was gone, and the granaries were empty. I'm so distressed!" Mu Jiaxi, who came, said sadly.

Qian Bufang complained while seating the guests: "You're done, it's time for me to suffer." I also want to run out of food and money, and if I meet such an unlucky fellow, what can I do without losing some food money?"

"Yes, yes, that's what I'm here for today. Mu Jiaxi turned to the people who came with him as he spoke, and introduced to Qian Bufang: "This old brother is the cousin of Bai Shangxiong, the uncle of the country, and he is the new local garrison envoy Lord Wu. ”

Qian Bufang arched his hand and said, "If you are in a bad mood, don't blame Master Wu for neglecting it." ”

"Where! You're welcome. Wu Chuanshui said as he returned the salute.

"I really avenge Uncle Guo's grievances. Qian Bufang said as he sat down.

After Wu Chuanshui sat down, he said: "A letter from the palace says let's collect more evidence of Zhu Zihan's guilt and write an excerpt and hand it over." The king can find a stubble to kill Zhu Zihan. ”

"Okay, then what should we do, please ask my brother for advice. Qian Bufang asked happily.

"Dude, you're in luck. Now, Zhu Zihan is sick, and this is a good opportunity. Mu Jiaxi told Qian Bufang very proudly.

Qian Bufang was a little embarrassed and said, "What are you writing? Can you give me the written excerpt for reference?"

Mu Jiaxi handed the fold he had written to Qian Bufang, and said: "It's all made up out of nothing, anyway, I can get rid of him!"

Qian Bufang understood and nodded. The three of them hit it off and decided to make up some accusations for Zhu Zihan and submit them as excerpts.

At the same time, Wu Chuanshui had to write another letter to Bai Niangniang. They want to come up with a conspiracy to frame Zhu Zihan from inside and outside.

It didn't take long for the king to receive excerpts from Wu Chuanshui, Qian Bufang, and Mu Jiaxi. Zhu Zihan and the bandit leader were locked in the mountain, and the relationship was hidden and the bandit leader was released.

Abuse of power to frame and kill colleagues. Ignoring the suffering of the people, he travels everywhere. There are many crimes such as forming a party for personal gain, favoring relatives and friends, and doing things unfairly.

But at the same time, the king also received excerpts from all parts of the disaster area. These achievements do not reflect the remarkable results of Niu Zihan's work. The king understood that this good situation in the disaster area was the result of Zhu Zihan's efforts.

The king also knew in his heart that the sins of Zhu Zihan reported by Wu Chuanshui and others were purely illusory. The king knew that the great problem of the flooding in the south of the Yangtze River had been solved by Zhu Zihan, and the whole work had come to an end.

Therefore, the king still passed down the holy decree, terminated Zhu Zihan's mission, and immediately summoned him back to Beijing to face the saint.

As soon as Zhu Zihan's illness improved, he insisted on going on the road, and he said to Zhang Dahu and Wang Xiaolong: "This is the last place I want to go, how can I rest assured if I don't go to see it!"

Zhang Dahu said: "My lord, Lang Zhong has instructed me. You must recuperate. ”

"It's okay, I know in my heart, I can solve the problem a day earlier if I go a day earlier. The people there will be able to escape the suffering caused by the floods one day sooner. The problems of the common people will be solved one day earlier. I'll feel better and I'll get better faster. ”

"No, sir. Going on the road will affect the medication. Wang Xiaolong persuaded.

"That's easy, just bring the medicine jar and you'll be fine. Despite everyone's opposition, he insisted on going on the road to inspect the last place.

Zhu Zihan came to the place where he had always been at ease, and took his sick body to the newly built embankment to take a look and inspect the post-disaster recovery. He wandered among the people to understand the people's feelings and opinions.

Everything I heard and saw here was nothing big about it, and I was quite satisfied with it anyway. The heart that thought about Zhu Zihan was put down, but his illness worsened.

He had a high fever again, and it didn't go away for a long time, and he began to fall unconscious again, and it was difficult to eat, drink, and take medicine. At this moment, the holy decree arrived, asking Zhu Zihan to return to Beijing immediately.

Zhang Dahu and Wang Xiaolong strongly advocated that they should be treated first and then return to Beijing. General Manager Geng, the entourage of Qincha, accepted Zhang Dahu and Wang Xiaolong's proposal to seek medical treatment and return secondary.

They searched everywhere for famous doctors, and the diagnosis of Lang Zhong was all this sentence, it was too late, and the treatment was lacking.

Wang Xiaolong once again found Zhou Langzhong, a famous doctor who had treated Lord Zhu before. After Zhou Langzhong came, he shook his head and said: "The adult's illness is terminal, and now it's too late to heal, I'm sorry I can't do anything, please be smart!"

As soon as the news of Zhu Zihan's illness spread, thousands of people from all over the world gathered along his way back to Beijing.

Everyone was anxious and worried. People, men and women, young and old, took out their best food and waited on the side of the road early to welcome the arrival of Lord Zhu.

In the team that greeted Lord Zhu, there were still many Lang waiting to go and provide prescriptions to Lord Zhu. People waited from morning to noon before waiting for the team to escort Lord Zhu.

The team that accompanied Lord Zhu to inspect was very majestic and solemn. In front of it was a guard of honor of dozens of people sounding gongs to open the way, followed by more than 100 Yulin troops, guarding the front and back left and right around the magnificent and gorgeous car pulled by six horses that Lord Zhu was riding.

He was followed by dozens of attendants and servants who took care of Lord Zhu's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

In the past few months, Master Zhu has never enjoyed their care, but he has been living a private investigation and secret visit with only Zhang Dahu and Wang Xiaolong company. Living a very simple life with no fixed place to eat, no fixed time, and a traveling day.

It wasn't until he was seriously ill that he was cared for and cared for by the brigade.

In the past few days, the brigade has been rushing back day and night, and they have to look for famous doctors all the way to see Zhu, so far, Zhu's condition has not only not improved, but is still deteriorating step by step.

Yesterday, the king sent an envoy to inquire about the situation and urge him to return to Beijing. After the envoy arrived, he saw that Lord Zhu's condition was indeed serious, so he sent someone to Pegasus to report that King Zhu Zihan's condition had deteriorated and he could not return to Beijing as soon as possible.

"Lord Zhu is here!" someone shouted, followed by countless people shouting. People flocked to the oncoming Zhu people's team like a tide.

Lord Zhu's team approached, and people automatically moved out of the way. Everyone waved their hands, wiped their tears and watched the team look at Lord Zhu's carriage and pass by.

People kept greeting: "How is Lord Zhu? We can't live without such a good official, a clean official, and an official who loves the people!"

Mr. Geng stood on the carriage in which Mr. Zhu was riding and bowed his hand to everyone, and kept saying to the people: "Thank you! Mr. Zhu can't meet with you, please let me know." Master Zhu is much better, don't worry!"

The king's envoy who was riding a horse and following Lord Zhu's carriage was very moved to see this kind of scene.

He silently thought: I have never seen the common people so much love for an official! Now having such a good official is a blessing for the king and a blessing for the community. ”

After several days of hurrying, everyone was sleepy and tired, and when they caught up with Lord Zhu's extremely serious condition, the team had to stop. In order to alleviate the burden on the local area, they set up temporary camps.

The camp was orderly, and the people were busy but methodical and did their job. The guards and servants took care of Lord Zhu meticulously all the time, and the famous doctors they found were replaced one after another, and the imperial doctors who came with the envoys were helpless.

Outside the camp, there were countless people. They waited there from afar, listening to the news of the changes in Lord Zhu's condition.

In the middle of the night, the bad news came out that Lord Zhu passed away forever. Suddenly, there was a howl inside and outside the camp.

The next day, at dawn, there was a white color inside and outside the camp; that white was the many people who wore linen and filial piety to Lord Zhu; and that white was the plain clothes worn by Lord Zhu's entourage to mourn Lord Zhu.

The mighty procession has now become a vast funeral procession, moving forward in heavy grief. The white color stood firmly in the hearts of the people like a monument.

Along the way, countless people greeted and mourned, as if they had lost their own relatives.

The envoy sent a letter to the king informing him that Zhu Zihan had died of illness. He didn't tell the king about the people's love for Zhu Zihan so much, for fear that the king would have other ideas. The king sent back the will, and there was no need to rush back to the journey.

After the people of Xiaoniuzhuang learned of the death of Lord Zhu, the people here became even more sad.

They came to the side of the road early and waited for the arrival of Master Zhu's hearse.

Just in time for a heavy rainy day, everyone stood on the side of the road in the rain and waited, and it was not until the afternoon that Lord Zhu's hearse arrived.

The people knelt to meet them, some wept and wept, and some still knelt on the muddy ground where they wept.

Their faces were dripping with the rain of tears, hazy with their eyes. It is as if the grief-stricken people have lost their basic ability to take shelter from the rain with their faces.

Their faces were dripping with the rain of tears, hazy with their eyes. It is as if the grief-stricken people have lost their basic ability to take shelter from the rain with their faces.

When the hearse reached a boulder on the slope of the bull's back, the bull's head stone, a bolt of lightning struck over the hearse, and suddenly the hearse stopped.

The guards gathered around to see that the four wheels of the hearse were crooked, and when they looked closely, they found that both axles of the hearse were broken, and it was impossible to take a step further.

After discussing with the envoy, Chief Geng decided to rest in the Little Cow Village. Chief Manager Geng felt that this matter was very strange, so he consulted the monks and Taoist priests who accompanied him. The monks and Taoist priests agreed that Lord Zhu should be buried on the spot.

The envoy immediately sent a letter to the king explaining the situation.

The king also felt strange, so he sent someone to ask the presiding officer of the White Horse Temple.

The host said: "This is the will of heaven! As far as I know, this is the ancestral hometown of Zhu Zihan. In this case, it was his ancestors who wanted to keep him. ”

The king thought about it, Zhu Zihan was dead, and there was no need to find fault with him. The king gave his decree and was buried on the spot.

A thunderclap woke up Niu Chongtian, who had been in a coma for many days in a serious illness. The first thing he said when he woke up was, "I have seen my eldest grandson, Yonghan! ”

His wife, Xue Chunyan, gently patted her husband's hand and comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, Yonghan will come." ”

At this time, someone came to tell Niu Jianwu that Master Zhu's hearse had broken its axle and stopped at Niutoushi. Niu Chongtian heard this.

He shouted, "Yes, yes!, I'm going to find my grandson Yonghan!" and he fainted. Since then, he has never woken up.