Chapter 369: Still alive
Chapter 369 is still alive
After entering the city, the emperor drove back in the direction of the imperial palace, and then, the people of various houses and others also branched out one after another.
With a few exceptions, the officials who followed this time were all of the third rank and above. Most of the mansions built in the city were in prosperous places.
Therefore, among the sedan cars, one of the carriages rushing to the old houses in the south of the city is particularly eye-catching.
The spacious and comfortable oil wall carriage drove up to the residential area and slowly stopped at the entrance of the lane.
The lanes in are narrow, and carriages are impassable.
The person driving the car was a guard in civilian clothes. At this time, he jumped off the seat, raised the carriage curtain, and extended a hand to help the person in the car.
Because of the unhealed injury, the young man wore a cloak besides the gown.
Even so, when he got off the carriage suddenly, the man still coughed after the warm early summer breeze blew.
He looked in the direction of the alley, without moving his feet for a while, as if he felt a little bit of a sense of homesickness.
After watching this silently for a while, Shi just raised her foot and walked slightly slowly into the alley.
The guard had clearly inquired about where he lived. At this time, he stopped in front of a small courtyard, said, "It should be this one," and then went forward and knocked on the courtyard door.
"Who is it?"
The voice of the woman's question came from the courtyard.
The guard said loudly: "Master Zhan is back, open the door."
"...Master Zhan?"
The woman opened the door from inside, and said in a puzzled way: "Which son of Cham? How can I never hear it? Is it the son of the Cham clan?"
The door was opened, and the woman cast her curious eyes on the young man who seemed to be a little sick and weak.
"Where is my mother?" The young man's voice was weak but with a hint of tremor and eagerness. While speaking, his eyes were already in the direction of the courtyard.
"I don't know this young man..." The young man walked in toward the courtyard before she could finish her question.
She frowned and gave a "hey". Just about to stop, she heard a soft noise. The young entourage pulled out a long knife from behind her waist and ran it in front of her.
The servant woman was so shocked that her face was earth-colored, almost ascending to the sky with three souls and seven souls.
"The Lord Zhan is verbally instructed by His Majesty to visit his mother, and the idlers will try to obstruct them——" the guard warned coldly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The servant woman was extremely surprised and murmured: "Master Zhan...this wife's son? Didn't you commit suicide long ago?"
Because of the blue sky and white sun, the chance of hitting ghosts is really too small...So, is it that the person has returned without death? !
After all, it was said that the corpse had not been found!
Thinking of this astonishing possibility, the servant woman looked back at the young man walking into the hall, eager to watch the excitement, and quickly explained to the guards: "This adult has misunderstood, and the women will never obstruct. , The lady of the country was ordered by our Jifu Yin to take care of the wife of the Cham family. She just didn’t know the identity of the son, so it’s not good to let people in..."
Seeing her with a flattering smile, the guard took the knife back blankly.
The servant woman saluted him indiscriminately, and hurriedly followed, shouting: "I'll show the son the way, the wife is here!"
"The roof of the inner room where I used to be the bedroom was leaking, and there was no time for someone to fix it. I was afraid that my wife would be cold and damp, so I temporarily cleaned up this room..."
The servant woman took Zhan Yunzhu to the side house, and she pushed the door open as she walked in front, exclaiming: "Mrs. Oh! Your son is back!"
"……Who?"
Lying on the bed, Mrs. Jia's of the Zhan family turned her head slightly and asked in a low voice.
She just assumed that she had heard it wrong, or, as usual, was dreaming again.
"Your son is back!" The servant woman stepped into the room, stepped forward and smiled and helped Jia to sit up.
He was so sick that there were only a handful of bones left. She helped herself to sit up, and still asked in a daze: "Who are you talking about...?"
Long sickness and depression made her look dull and dull from the inside out.
The servant woman stuffed a pillow behind her for her to lean on, then smiled and stood sideways, and pointed her finger in the direction of the door: "Let’s see who it is!"
Can't someone pretend to be something like this, right?
But this is what she has only heard about in a playbook, it is indeed the first time she has seen it!
The servant woman has a pair of eyes going back and forth between the mother and the son, curiously distinguishing the true from the false.
Looking at the young man standing inside the door, Jia's originally gray and muddy eyes suddenly widened, and his thin and sagging cheeks trembled because of excessive excitement.
"Gunping...is it really you?"
"Mother, the son is back." Zhan Yunzhu responded dumbly.
The next moment, he lifted the corners of his robe, knelt down, and slapped a song in the direction of Jia's family: "The son is not filial, and he came back too late."
Jia shook his head, red eyes and excitedly said: "...hurry... come to my mother, let her take a good look!"
Zhan Yunzhu replied "Yes" respectfully, got up to the side of the bed, and held the trembling hands that kept beckoning him.
"Gunping...my son...my son really came back!"
Jia’s eyes were firmly fixed on his son’s face, and he did not dare to blink: “Mother knows that you have been so sensible and filial since you were a child, it’s impossible to leave your mother behind!”
As he spoke, tears were already rolling down from the dark eye sockets.
Zhan Yunzhu raised his hand to caress his mother's messy and pale hair, and his eyes were red: "It's all sons who are not filial, making my mother suffer..."
"No, my mother won't feel any bitter when I see you back! Great, great!" A smile appeared on Jia's face, and his eyes always looked greedily at the person in front of him.
The servant woman on the side wiped her tears.
Actually, she and the wife of the Cham family haven’t spoken much, but she has the problem that she can’t help crying because of other people’s stories.
At this time, Zhan Yunzhu turned his head and said to her: "These days, I would like to thank this aunt for taking care of my mother."
The servant woman hurriedly smiled and said, "Master Zhan is polite. This is Master Ji's explanation. I just did what I was told."
The person who took care of this wife of the Zhan family before was said to be the person who was found by Miss Xu from the government of the town government. After the case of the girl of the Xia family was closed, the adults felt sorry for the wife of the Zhan family and asked her to come and replace it.
She pays her wages to do things, and she has nothing to say thank you.
"I will personally thank Master Ji in the next day."
Listening to the young man, the servant woman nodded with a smile.
I should thank Master Ji, after all, Master Ji reluctantly hired her for private money.
At this time, I heard the young man say: "I want to say a few words with my mother alone--"
Thank you Lu Qinghan for your reward, thank you everyone for your monthly pass and messages.
Good night.
(End of this chapter)