Chapter 50 I don't know if you are a loyal minister?
Chen Jisheng was wearing a black padded robe with exposed cotton wool, his hair was disheveled, and he was sitting squatting, holding a dim oil lamp in one hand, and a piece of broken porcelain in the other hand, twisting his body, what is he scratching his buttocks?
It was only after Xiao Chen and others went in that they discovered that what he had cut with the tiles turned out to be rotten flesh from his own leg! A large mass of rotten flesh with pus and blood was dug out and fell to the ground with a clatter!
Hiss... Everyone gasped when they saw this.
Chen Jisheng seemed to have just noticed the arrival of the crowd, slowly raised his head, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally stopped on Xiao Chen's face.
"Aren't you that little eunuch surnamed Xiao?" After looking at it for a long time, he recognized it, chuckled dryly, threw away the porcelain in his hand, sat upright, and glared at the Baihu, "Boy, where's the wine?"
"What wine?" The hundred households were stunned.
"Didn't the emperor send you to give me death? Why didn't you even drink a glass of death wine when you were dying?" Chen Jisheng laughed.
"Master Chen, don't be afraid, I didn't come to kill you, I just came to see you." Xiao Chen said hastily.
"Hehe, you really don't understand the truth, kid. I'm not even afraid of living, how can I be afraid of death?" Chen Jisheng laughed.
Xiao Chen was silent and said in his heart that since this person lived like a dog in hell, it would be better to die.
Turn around and ask that hundred households to send someone to bring a bucket of hot water, wait for Mr. Chen to take a bath, find him a new cotton-padded coat, a thicker quilt, and move a bed. Get sick from sleep!
The hundred households didn't dare to disobey his intention, so they hurriedly ordered people to do it loudly.
After a while, two jailers brought in a large bucket of hot water, helped Chen Jisheng take off his clothes, threw them all out, and carried him into the bucket, rubbed and washed him clean. They all turned into mud soup!
When Chen Jisheng's wound touched the hot water, he was sweating profusely from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and kept silent. This person is really tough!
After washing, Xiao Chen asked Wen Shanchang to help him clean the wound.
Wen Shanchang's methods were much more clever than his. He took off the medicine box and opened it, took out a small silver knife, and gouged out all the rotten flesh from his wounds injured by the imperial staff.
He was rinsed with medicine soup, and finally he was covered with wound medicine powder, carefully bandaged up, and fed him a few golden sore pills.
At this moment, Chen Jisheng felt indescribably comfortable all over his body.
With a clean body and fresh cotton clothes, I can no longer feel the itchy wound, and there is a red charcoal stove beside me, and I feel warm from the inside out...
Talking to Xiao Chen again, the tone became much more relaxed: "Oh...but thank you very much, I didn't expect that I, Chen Jisheng, would be in such a difficult situation, but it was you, a little eunuch, who came to see me."
"I have always admired you Mr. Chen, who the hell, go get some good wine and meat, I'll have a drink with you." Xiao Chen waved his hand to signal everyone to go out first.
After turning on the light again, the room was brightly lit, and only then did Xiao Chen see that there were poems written on the wall?
Walking over to take a closer look, it turned out to be a desperate poem.
Righteousness is full of heaven and earth, loyal heart shines through the ages, and he has not served the country in his life, but stays as a loyal soul!
"The emperor didn't say he wanted to kill you, my lord wrote this poem too early." Xiao Chen sighed.
"Hehe, I know that I offended the emperor terribly this time, and the crown prince and all my colleagues also hate me to the bone, so I must die. You don't have to say these unpleasant words to comfort me." Chen Jisheng also sighed tone.
"It's not to comfort you, it's just that you don't think it's worth it for you." Xiao Chen said and turned back to the table, picked up the bald pen to dip a little ink, and wrote a few more lines next to Chen Jisheng's poem Character.
"Singing generously, being a prisoner of death calmly, making a quick move, and living up to the head of a loyal minister... Well written, what a joy!" Chen Jisheng couldn't help applauding when he saw it, and applauded loudly.
No matter what this little eunuch said, his literary talent was truly stunning, and it would not be considered an exaggeration to say that he was number one in the world.
"But I remember that Mr. Chen is the son of a big man, but he became an official of the Great Zhou, so I don't know if you are a loyal minister." Xiao Chen changed the subject and showed his sharpness.
You have scolded me for so long, should I scold you a few words, sir?
"The former emperor abandoned me, how can I repay it with a national scholar?" Chen Jisheng was stunned for a moment before he refuted.
At that time, he also went to Beijing for an examination as an examiner, and as a result, he directly pointed out various mistakes of the current emperor in the policy discussion.
Although he was not killed or punished, he was directly reduced to a commoner, and even his status as a scholar was deprived.
He is a scholar, he doesn't know how to farm at all, and he doesn't have any other skills. He wants to be a teacher of teaching, but no one dares to hire him.
He could only sell calligraphy for a living. Later, Zhenxi Hou Murongheng heard about his predicament when he went to Beijing to report on his work, and brought him to his residence to become a small official, and even made him his daughter's first teacher.
In a few years, due to his outstanding achievements, he was promoted all the way to the fifth-rank staff officer in the army. Later, when Li Wanjiang conquered the world, the local area was in urgent need of various talents, so he joined the army and transferred from the military position to a local official.
Because of his outstanding talent, outstanding political achievements, and good official reputation, even Li Wanjiang heard his name, so he was transferred to Beijing, promoted several times, and finally achieved the high position of Zuodu Yushi.
"You repay our emperor with a national soldier, does the emperor treat you with a national soldier?" Xiao Chen's words became colder and colder.
You uttered nonsense to my royal father in the previous dynasty, and he did not punish you, but you just admonished Li Wanjiang a few words, and he will kill you!
You are an upright official, and I admire you even as a former prince, but you are not a loyal minister, and you are not a loyal soul after death.
I can only say that you are a fool!
"In fact, I came out to be an official, neither for fame, nor for profit, nor for being a loyal minister. Since ancient times, the king is the least important, and the community is the most important. I just pity the suffering of the people in the world and want to do my best. , give them a peaceful and prosperous world!"
Chen Jisheng shook his head as he said, "My painstaking efforts are beyond the knowledge of a little eunuch like you."
"You are nothing more than an ant shaking a tree." Xiao Chen curled his lips when he heard that.
"I said you don't understand anything, you little eunuch." Chen Jisheng sneered.
Talking is not speculative, drinking is not hot, and arguments start in a few words.
So that the face was red and the ears were red, and finally broke up unhappy.
But in the hearts of the two, their impressions of each other have also changed a lot.
Chen Jisheng felt that this little eunuch still had something in his belly. Not only could he write poems, but he also knew some important strategies for governing the country. Although some of his words were exaggerated, they were not completely unreasonable.
If Xiao Chen was just an ignorant kid, he wouldn't have a heated debate with Xiao Chen, who would argue with a fool?
As the saying goes, I would rather fight with a smart person than talk to a foolish person!