When Yu Ziye was in a daze, a guard who came with him from the capital hurriedly walked with an umbrella.

"My lord, Grandpa Chang wants to see you."

Yu Ziye came back to his senses and looked at the comer.

"He's getting better?"

The visitor nodded.

"Dr. Hu from Renjitang came out to treat him, and after a few pairs of medicines, Chang Gonggong was fine, but he didn't seem to dare to stay in Dengzhou any longer, and wanted to leave for Beijing immediately."

Naturally, the eunuch had been rescued a long time ago, but unlike the others on the ship, the old eunuch was frightened and fell ill.

Hearing the words of the guards, Yu Ziye, who had been busy since he arrived in Dengzhou, suddenly remembered something.

"But Hu Kuangming, the miracle doctor who wrote "The Theory of the Strange Epidemic"?"

The guard smiled awkwardly.

"Lord Hui is not, Doctor Hu passed away a few years ago, and that Doctor Hu is the son of Doctor Hu, and his medical skills are also very good!"

"Oh"

Yu Ziye nodded, and then reacted.

"Let's go, go see Grandpa Chang!"

The guards hurriedly held an umbrella for Yu Ziye, and the two of them collected the umbrella when they arrived in the corridor, and then hurried to the official office where the eunuch temporarily lived.

Chang Benmao, as the messenger of the Son of Heaven, naturally enjoys a lot of treatment, but except for the people who came with him in the capital, the people in the Dengzhou Mansion didn't treat him very well, at least behind his back.

Even those officials who had gone to the banquet together in the Denglou before, and who were extremely flattering and flattering, only came to see him routinely, and did not come too diligently.

At this moment, Chang Benmao had already gotten off the hospital bed and put on his clothes, that is, as soon as he tidied himself up, Yu Ziye had already arrived, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the eunuch in the house.

"Grandpa Chang, why are you up?"

Chang Benmao looked back at Yu Ziye and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Oh, Lord Yu, I'm restless in Dengzhou, I often have nightmares at night during this time, and I have to go back to Beijing quickly when I dream that Chu Xiang blames me!"

When Yu Ziye heard this, he was in a little trance, he really wanted to dream of Chu Xiang, but he couldn't dream of it.

"It's better for my father-in-law to go back early, and the saint is waiting for news. It's just that even if you leave, you're not in a hurry to do so. ”

Shigeru Chang was packing something in a box in the room, and when he heard this, he turned around and shook his head.

"It's better to leave early, Lord Yu, come over for a while!"

Yu Ziye frowned slightly, walked over with doubts, and then saw the box that Chang Benmao had just packed, but saw that it was actually some bills, gold and silver, and a little jewelry.

"Father-in-law, this is"

"Lord Yu, maybe Chu Xiang has some misunderstandings, but this is given to me by the local officials in Dengzhou, but it is not something that the miscellaneous family reached out to ask for, you are tired, go back for me, who sent me and wrote the bill."

The original Yu Ziye was also half of the same people, this kind of thing is commonplace, but he laughed at the moment.

"Father-in-law Chang, I have received everything, how can there be any reason to send it back, what do those officials think?"

"That's such a reason, but the miscellaneous family is panicked during this time, and the miscellaneous family is just a messenger."

Yu Ziye nodded and sighed.

"If this is not the case, although the drought has been alleviated, there is still a lack of money and food for disaster relief, so it should be regarded as the disaster relief money pledged by the father-in-law, and Chu Xiang will be relieved if he is here!"

Shigeru Changben hurriedly nodded.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the money pledged by miscellaneous families, disaster relief, disaster resistance! Lord Yu, I will leave these things to you, the miscellaneous family doesn't want to stay in Dengzhou for a moment. Come! ”

One of the guards quickly approached and asked as he saluted.

"Father-in-law, you called me?"

Shigeru Tsunemoto walked to the door and asked.

"Are the carriages ready?"

"I'm ready, but it's raining lightly today, so why don't you leave tomorrow? Besides, you're just getting better."

Shigeru Tsunemoto shook his head.

"What if it rains again tomorrow? Dr. Hu is right, I have a heart disease in this half, so I'll leave today, no, I'll leave now! ”

As he spoke, Chang Benmao turned around and saluted Yu Ziye in the room.

"Lord Yu, the miscellaneous family is going back to Beijing, and the governor of Dengzhou won't go to say it, let's see you in the capital!"

"Uh, then Yu sent it to his father-in-law, right?"

Yu Ziye said a few steps forward, but Chang Benmao waved his hand and pointed to the house.

"Please also ask Lord Yu to deal with this thing, and the miscellaneous family will leave by themselves and say goodbye!"

Yu Ziye stepped forward to return the salute, but he only walked to the door, and then watched the eunuch leave with an umbrella surrounded by his entourage.

When the other party has already walked out of this small courtyard of the official office, only Yu Ziye and a guard who came with him are left.

Yu Ziye walked back to the box, reached out and took out the note that the eunuch had placed in the box, on which were written some names and official positions.

When people give gifts, they will naturally report their own door, but most of the situation is just that, and this article has to be attributed to Chang Gonggong's good memory.

"Humph!"

After snorting coldly, Yu Ziye stuffed the note into his sleeve, these officials may not be incapable, and he may not be unfavorable to these officials, but it is certain that they are very unhappy.

After all, some of them also revolved around Chu Xiang before, and went directly to flatter Chang Gonggong after Chu Xiang received the order.

It's just that some people are no longer happy, and they should still use it when they can use it. Maybe that's how Chu used to feel about me.

Yu Ziye couldn't help but smile a little bitterly at this moment.

——

Shigeru Tsunemoto's carriage went all the way out of Dengzhou City, and not long after the procession took to the streets, the original light rain had stopped.

Originally, Shigeru Tsunemoto was reluctant to take the boat, but he was really scared on the boat that day, but considering that the speed was too slow if he only took the carriage, he finally decided to take the fast boat and take the land route without affecting the hurry.

This is a medium-sized boat carrying Shigeru Tsunemoto and his party down the Odori River.

During this time, the Datong River was swollen, and the waters were wider than in the days when there was no drought, and the boat was as inconspicuous as a small boat moving on the river.

However, many of the people on the boat looked to the shore, and Shigeru Chang Ben sat on the chair on the deck and looked at the shore a little farther away, and saw many people setting up tables by the river, putting sacrificial objects, burning paper money, and constantly worshipping the river.

Of course, these people are not worshipping the angels of the imperial court, but the deceased Chu Xiangye, and when the sacrifice is over, some people will even put rice and some other foods into bamboo tubes, hang ropes and put them into the river, and eventually enter the water.

"Why do they throw this food into the water, isn't this the year of famine?"

One of the guards on the boat knew better, and he had also been to the river many times ago to participate in salvage and calling, and he could better understand the feelings of some people in Lingdong, so he explained to the eunuch at this moment.

"Father-in-law, although it is a year of famine, thanks to the relatively stable price of grain, and Lingdong is also a rich land, the people can still support it, and most of them have some surplus grain."

As he spoke, the guard looked at another place of worship on the shore.

"During this period of time, folk rumors say that when there is a drought, there is less water and less food, after Chu Xiang throws himself into the river, he is afraid that the fish and shrimp in the water will damage Chu Xiang's body within the first seven days, and people in many places will put food into the river to feed the water tribe to eat, so that Chu Xiang's soul can find a way back to Lingdong"

"Alas, although it is a little ignorant, the people of Lingdong are sincere."

Words like soul rejuvenation made Chang Benmao feel a little flustered when he heard it, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

And when the boat sailed to Chenzhou in Hexi after many days, people could still occasionally be seen on the shore to sacrifice, and a small part of the grain was thrown into the water, and the boat back to Beijing was even more shocked.

After all, the situation in Lingdong is much better, and Hexi is a real two-year drought, and the people have to be too poor

After this rise, the water area of the Datong River has risen greatly, originally the section of the Datong River is mainly in Lingdong, but some tributaries have been widened and merged with the main stream, as if the Datong River has extended the water area of the river in the real sense, and there are more runoff places.

At this moment, on the shore, Yi Shuyuan passed by the water's edge and looked not far away at a family of five who were setting up a small table to worship, and it was Chu Hang who was worshipping.

There were not many sacrifices on the table, and after the sacrifice was completed, half a bowl of rice in one of the small bowls was thrown into the river with chopsticks, and an old woman still had words in her mouth.

"Fish, shrimp, turtles, turtles, please use, don't hurt Chu Xiangye's body, don't hurt Chu Xiangye's body."

Yi Shuyuan unfolded the folding fan in his hand, fanned it slightly, and left, and the gray on his shoulder spoke.

"Sir, whether the people do it or not has nothing to do with Chu Hang, how could the fish and shrimp hurt Chu Hang's body. It's a bit of a waste, hey, a few pieces of bacon were lost, it's a pity."

"It can be regarded as a piece of sincerity of the people, although it is a little superstitious, Yi has no intention of stopping it, maybe in the future, there will be another custom when time passes!"

"Customs?"

Ash grinned.

"Wasting food every year? Even if the moisture returns this year, it will be just in time for farming."

"Smack~"

Yi Shuyuan slapped Gray Mian's head with a folding fan.

"I won't say anything about this, and Chu Hang won't sit idly by, what do you care?"

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan unfolded the folding fan again, glanced at the boats that were moving in the middle of the river, shook his head slightly, and left.

Folks like to call the first few days of January Duanri, the first day of the first day of the first month, until the fifth day of the first month, and now it is May, the third day of the holy decree to Dengzhou, the fourth day of Chu Hang and Yu Ziye talk at night, and the fifth day of the first month goes to the river.

"Dragon Boat Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, it happens to be this day, it is a coincidence, it is a coincidence, it is not a coincidence, and it is also vague."

——

When the emperor in the palace did not know the situation in Lingdong and Hexi, when the team of the eunuch Chang Benmao had only set foot on the way back to Beijing, a person in Chengtianfu already knew what was happening in Lingdong.

And this person is Tan Yuanshang.

At this moment, Tan Yuanshang was sitting on the soft couch in the study room of the temporary mansion, listening to the report of the next person, who had been talking for more than a quarter of an hour, and explained many details clearly.

"Chu Xiangtou River moved the heavens. The Datong River rises steadily, and rain falls from the sky in more than two places. But there are many who cry and mourn."

Tan Yuansheng's hands were already clenched into fists.

"Bang~"

The tea cups on the couch were slightly shaken, and at this moment, Tan Yuansheng's eyes couldn't help but overflow with tears, he rarely cried in his life, and even the death of Emperor Mingzong didn't let the tears flow out of his eyes, but today he couldn't help it.

"Chu Xiang, why do you want to do this, it's not worth it?"

On this day, Tan Yuanshang sat in the study all night, and every time he thought of Chu Hang's sentence "I don't need Danshu iron coupons to save it", I felt a little more self-blame in my heart.

The night passed, as if the spring breeze had dissipated and the twilight had arrived, Tan Yuansheng, who had always been praised as a "monster" by Gray Mian, had turned white overnight

(End of chapter)