Hu Zongxian, feeling sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, suddenly lost interest in the city of Hangzhou. He did not even receive him from his own tribe in Jixi, Anhui Province. Instead, he took his considerate housekeeper and servant to visit his old friend.
The staff who were left behind looked at each other in confusion.
Hu Zongxian basically searched for the mass graves outside Hangzhou one by one. From morning to afternoon, he saw a small mound with a stone tablet that read, Zhang Jing's tomb.
Seeing the tomb of his old friend, Hu Zongxian took a few steps back and did not dare to step forward.
The autumn wind is bleak, and the few remaining yellow flowers on the tomb look particularly tenacious.
After a while, a child came over, completely ignoring the existence of Hu Zongxian and his party, climbed up the tomb, picked yellow flowers, and left.
"Why is that child so rude, picking flowers and plants from someone's grave?" Hu Zongxian couldn't help but stop the child.
"Why, this is my grandfather's grave. Our family eats the yellow flowers on my grandfather's grave as a side dish, and it's bothering you," the child said without any politeness.
"What are you talking about? You are Zhang Jing's grandson." Hu Zongxian was a little unbelievable. In order to make progress, he accidentally killed Zhang Jing. At that time, I didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. I just thought that I would just stick to Zhao Wenhua and pull Zhang Jing down. Who knew Zhao Wenhua was so ruthless and could kill people at every turn.
Now that I see the grandson of the suffering master on the spot, I don’t know what to say.
The child looked at Hu Zongxian and his party without saying anything, and turned around and went home.
Hu Zongxian asked his servants to follow him, and then he followed. I was standing outside a thatched house five or six miles outside of Hangzhou, wondering whether I should knock on the door.
Because I had promised Gao Hanwen to sail around the world before, it was basically a narrow escape. If you don’t do it, you may really not be able to do it. It just seemed awkward to do it.
While hesitating. The door opened by itself.
"I said, why are you adults sneaking around and following me as a child? My relatives and friends will go into the house to cook, but dinner will have to wait until my mother comes back from the weaving bureau. I usually just cook casually Order something to eat at home." The child looked like a little adult.
"We are your grandfather's old friends. How is your father now? Why didn't I hear what you said?" Hu Zongxian followed him into the house. There were only two rooms in total, a bedroom and guest room, and a woodshed. It's basically air leaking everywhere.
"My dad, my dad is still being sent to Qiongzhou. I guess he will never come back in this life. This is all thanks to the strict party Zhao Wenhua and Hu Zongxian. Now Zhao Wenhua has been convicted and sentenced to death by the emperor. If you are really my grandfather's old friend, then try to kill Hu Zongxian. I heard that he was in Hangzhou recently. My grandfather was also a high official back then, so you must be a high official too."
What the little boy said. , Hu Zongxian's face instantly turned pale.
"I heard that Hu Zongxian drove away the Japanese pirates. Tell me, what do you want him to do to forgive me? I will definitely find a way to do it." Hu Zongxian suppressed his emotions and said patiently.
"It's impossible, he has no choice but to die. Uncle, look at my family's situation. Ever since my grandfather was killed six years ago and my father was exiled, I haven't had enough to eat for a day. Starting in May every year, I have to rely on the extravagant food on my grandfather's grave." , until late autumn. The family had no land, so she relied on her mother to work as a temporary worker for a wealthy family. Fortunately, my mother was born into a scholarly family. It would be better if I went to apply for a job. I am twelve years old now. I will probably take revenge by myself in the future. I heard that the imperial court is recruiting soldiers. If you have any connections, I will go and kill them first." After saying this, the child looked at Hu Zongxian with some contempt. .
While Hu Zongxian was embarrassed, the door opened again. The child's mother walked in again.
On the one hand, she cried about the difficulty of the past six years. On the other hand, she scolded the child not to take revenge. The main topic was to survive and carry on the Zhang family's lineage.
Hu Zongxian asked his servants to dig out the money and left one hundred and fifty taels of silver for the Zhang family. I still didn't have the nerve to mention my name and left.
Fortunately, the court has already spread rumors that it will use troops against Annan. It's okay to find a reason to help Zhang Jing's son perform meritorious deeds.
The year before last, Zhao Wenhua was imprisoned and threatened with death. Zhang Jing had a chance to be rehabilitated. It is probably due to the suppression of his own resistance against Japanese aggression in the southeast. So, he wrote a self-incrimination letter and asked the housekeeper to go to Gao Hanwen and report it directly to the emperor through the Jin Yiwei channel.
After doing all this, everything seems to be much easier.
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