The official looked at Leng Ping's face and saw that her hair was disheveled, her face was black and yellow, very unclean, and she looked like she was just a bad person. However, the magistrate relied on his feelings and firmly believed that she would be of some use to him.

"My name is Comrade Chen, don't be afraid. What are you looking for in this county? The magistrate smiled politely at her.

What Leng Ping has been seeing is the cold words of others, and I haven't seen this kind of smile for a long time. Although it may be hypocritical, there is still a trace of ripple in her heart.

"My lord, the maid's name is Zhu Qiuguang, you must not have heard of it...... But I want you to bury the mother of the daughter. ”

"Bury your mother?!" A sergeant shouted in surprise.

"Who the are you going to make such a request?" The people around him began to sneer.

Comrade Chen flashed two eyes that no one could see, and he stepped on the sand with his boots, frowning his brows.

"Please send me a message." A personal servant knew that he was not hesitating, and that he was just doing it for outsiders to see.

"Speak, okay." Fellow Chen said, "You bring your mother over." ”

Leng Ping didn't expect Lord Chen to agree so quickly, and after being stunned for a long time, he knocked his head a few times excitedly, and shouted almost silently: "Lord Xie Zhixian!" Thank you for your lordship! ”

She sped all the way, then slowly grabbed the handlebars and pushed this way.

Everyone cast suspicious glances at Chen Tongpao, wondering when the county commander would show kindness again.

Under all kinds of gazes, Chen Tongpao softly instructed his subordinates: "Carry it down and buy a tomb." ”

While he sent someone to the city to buy a grave, he ordered Zhuo Lengping to live in his mansion for the time being, and talk about other things after burying her mother.

During this period, in order to fully understand Chen Tongpao, Leng Ping asked around about people such as officials and servants who often worked by his side, and also got some things about him.

First of all, those people without exception said that Comrade Chen treats the people like a son, and is friendly, has never said a word of bad language, has never seen him lose his temper, and has always maintained a calm and calm expression (but according to the cold screen, it is closer to sluggishness), and he doesn't care about big and small things, and he is a very good political official.

Secondly, there are also occasional people who have heard and talked about his past, saying that Chen Tongpao used to hold the post of general judge in a certain state, and was deeply liked by colleagues and superiors. Later, thanks to the grace of the imperial court, he did not blame the previous situation, and he was reinstated as the magistrate of Taizhou, so he was decent again.

But this Taizhou has not been able to prosper for a long time, the land is gradually barren, and the state has been withdrawn as a county after the thief rebellion. But Chen Zhixian resolutely does not believe these 'nonsense', and still dreams of making a comeback one day. However, he is indeed cautious and wise, and if he can have such a bold statement, he must have a reason for it.

After listening to Leng Ping, he seemed to grasp the lifeblood of survival, chewed these words like rumination, and silently kept them in mind.

Two days later, she received a message from Chen Tongpao, saying that her mother's funeral had been handled and asked her to come to see her off. Leng Ping listened, anxiously followed the follower, and went to the grave.

Leng Ping walked to the grave and gradually slowed down. She continued along the bare slope, where the grave was visible, right in the middle of the slope. There are also several tombs erected on both sides, which are very simple, but they make people feel solemn.

In front of my mother's grave was a stone tablet engraved with neat handwriting: 'Tomb of Nanjing Zhang's Wife'. Leng Ping has been incognito in order to escape the pursuit of the Lu family, but he doesn't want his mother to bear any responsibility for her until she dies, so he chooses not to shy away from it.

Mother's upright life inevitably needs a dignified death. Leng Ping feels that this is the best condolence for his mother.

A pit was dug for this monument, and there was a thick coffin next to the pit, which had not yet been nailed to the coffin board, and the body of the mother was placed inside.

Although Zhuo Lengping was still far away, tears couldn't stop pouring out. Her legs and feet trembled, and she stood there crying loudly.

"Find someone to help her," said Mr. Chen, who was standing nearby, "and let her stand firm." ”

A few people came up, holding Leng Ping's arm.

Her tears ran down her cheeks, dripping down and wetting the road. Accompanied by a desolate cry, all the people present were moved. Only Comrade Chen yawned idly, without any emotional fluctuations.

She walked to the coffin and knelt gently beside her mother, wiping away tears.

There was silence for a long time, and Zhuo Lengping made a faint voice: "Can I lift this corpse cloth?" ”

"Let's lift it." Chen said.

Leng Ping slowly uncovered the plain cloth, and saw that his mother's face seemed to be whiter than this cloth, which was extremely terrifying. Fortunately, her face was not destroyed, and she could see her mother's eyes closed gloomily, but she still had a peaceful atmosphere, as if she was in a dream.

Leng Ping didn't say much, just pressed his face to it, shed tears, and kissed his mother's cheek. She slowly covered the cloth again, bowed her head and prayed for a while, and then said, "You have buried my mother." ”

Chen Tongpao made a look, and the people on both sides covered the coffin board together, and then nailed it tightly and placed it heavily in the soil pit.

Although Leng Ping was prepared in his heart, when he really faced this scene, he still looked a little more vulnerable, burying his face and crying bitterly.

"The dead and the living will not be foreseen. If that's the case, why bother to increase your grief in vain......," Chen Tongpao stroked her hair and comforted.

Leng Ping was already grief-stricken, but there was no one around to complain, and when she heard this, she was crashing into her heart. She wept for a while, then held him tightly with her soft hands, and said with a sob:

"Thank you, sir......"

After burying Mrs. Zhang, Comrade Chen gave her a white linen filial piety robe that she had prepared, put it on her body immediately, and went down the slope with them to the city gate.

According to Zhuo Lengping's advice, Chen Tongpao immediately returned the car that transported her mother to the shopkeeper, and said to him: "That Miss Zhu said that she used your car, and she is grateful in her heart, so she has come to return it." But if you want to think it's sneaky, we just threw it. ”

The shopkeeper suddenly didn't pay attention to any taboos this time, and carried the car with a smile on his face, and boasted about the cold screen in many places. When talking about her mother's death, he turned to a depressed face, and his appearance was very compassionate.

Before parting, the owner took out another nine cents, saying that now that the car has been returned, the money must also be returned, and he has to make Leng Ping accept it. She was secretly strange, but she still took the money, and left the inn with all the courtesy of the innkeeper.