Zhou Yuan was so angry that his nose was tilted. He rolled his sleeves and wanted to yell at the top of his throat. But perhaps because he had a good wine, his mouth was holding back and tears fell down.

He wiped it randomly with his sleeves and started crying, "It's really not easy for me! Every time I want to cry, I heard King Han start crying before I could even cry... You said that this is such a good person, why are you robbing someone else's job?"

"You can't just hold the king and his minister in the court and cry together, but I forced myself to hold it back! Then I have a hot temper, but no matter how hot my temper is, I am not as popular as Guo Aiqing!"

"How should people who write history books in the future write me? Alas, a royal who has destroyed everyone and has no distinctive features..."

When Mr. Guo heard this, he slapped the table with a sudden hand, "Your Majesty! So you want to cry. I have always thought that if you have eye disease, you will cry when you are in the wind!"

"I didn't see the old man jumping up and down the court like a monkey, just to keep you from the wind!"

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he was so moved that he hugged Shangshu Guo, and the king and his ministers started to cry.

Chi Shi felt a churning in his stomach!

Hello! Didn’t you make a good word? Why did you secretly flatter and slap your flattery alone?

Zhou Xian shook his head funny and pushed a small plate of radish on the table to the pool.

"The radish is very crisp and can sober up. If you eat some, your stomach will feel a little more comfortable."

Chi Shi nodded, picked up a piece, and bite it gently, and the sour smell immediately filled the entire mouth, making people feel much more awake.

The queen on the side was shocked when she looked at Chi Shi, and then saw Zhou Xiansheng lively and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She shook her head funny, stood up, and went to the side to ask someone to cook sober soup.

...

When I left the palace the next day at the time of the pool, it was already shining brightly.

The world outside the palace seems to be much delayed than in the palace. Today, there is a solemn atmosphere in the capital.

Zhou Xian took over the Imperial Guards temporarily. The thieves were confiscated one by one, and the doors of each household were closed. From time to time, the sound of horse hooves could be heard on the road.

I got drunk last night and felt a little depressed when I woke up in the morning. When I was in the pool, I lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at it. The breeze blew towards me, making people feel less confused.

"Jiule, park."

Chi Shi said and frowned. There was a shop not far away in front of him, with black and white banners raised. In front of the spacious door, there was a large coffin. On the cover of the coffin, there was a pair of paper-paste gold boys and jade girls. At a glance, you knew that the shop was specialized in vain.

In front of the shop, a chubby middle-aged man looked at the old couple with a embarrassed look, "This father-in-law and grandma, everyone from all over the country knows that our Chi family's shop can give those who can't afford to buy a thin-skinned coffin."

"Although the coffin is just made of scraps of ordinary wood, it is also an amazing amount of money when sent out. There is a default rule here, which is quantitative every month, and only one family can get."

"This is also to avoid someone pretending to be dead, taking the coffin, then jumping up and pretending to be a zombie, turning around and selling the coffin. If such a thing happens under our noses, it would be a shame that my young master is full of kindness."

Jiule looked at it, hurriedly lowered his voice, and explained to Chi Shi, "The coffin shop in Qingjin Lane, the shopkeeper's surname is Liang and his name is Liang Baxian. He used to be a mate in our Tongque Street shop, and he was quite steady. The shop in Qingjin Lane was newly opened, so he came here."

Chi Shi narrowed his eyes and looked at the old couple. They were wearing coarse linen clothes, wearing a pair of shabby straw sandals, and covered in mud.

The old man wiped his face, his face turned black, his face was full of gullies, and he looked very tired, "I know, I know I shouldn't come. But we really have no choice. We came from Youhai..."

"My son came to the capital in his early years and never went back. A few days ago, he sent us a letter saying that he had made a fortune and asked us to come over and celebrate the New Year with them. We and my wife had been together for a long time and finally arrived in the capital."

The old man said, crying, "We just arrived yesterday, and the boat was exhausted and exhausted. After using food at night, we went to bed early. We got up early this morning and found that it was almost noon."

"My son, daughter-in-law, and three grandchildren, did not even call us. As soon as we went out, we found that all five of them were dead... Our husband and wife were just a first-timer and were completely unfamiliar with the capital..."

"I searched through their homes and couldn't find a big word. This man is dead, and I have to stay in peace. It's a vast crowd here, and we don't know anyone. There is no way, so I remembered Master Jiu."

"I'm sorry, let me tell you to Master Jiu and ask Master Jiu to make the decision for us!"

Chi Shi rubbed his eyebrows and jumped out of the carriage, "Why don't you report to the official when something happened at home?"

She was talking about Youhai’s dialect. When the old couple heard this, they ran enough and knelt down with a thud, "Jiu Ye Jiu, we are from Dongshan Nan Village. Lao Jiu's surname is Gao... At that time, when the tiger eats people in Dongshan Village, I ran over to watch the fun."

"I want to report to the official, but I don't know where the yamen in the capital is opened. The couple couldn't speak well and couldn't understand the question. They still saw the mark of the Jiuye's coffin shop, and then came to find the shopkeeper..."

The old man said, tears falling down, "There is nothing more painful in this world than a white-haired man sending a black-haired man! Please ask Master Jiu to find out the truth for us, otherwise my family of five would die with my eyes open!"

Chi Shi's eyes moved and he looked at the fat shopkeeper Liang Baekhyun, "You go to Jingzhao Mansion to report to the official and let Lu Jin come out. They don't speak official words, and others can't understand it. I will go and see with them now."

Chi Shi said, looking at the old man Gao, "Where is your son living?"

Old man Gao pushed his wife beside him, "Come out your son's letter, what's the name of that place? We came by boat. When we were at the dock, my son picked me up, so I really couldn't remember that place."

"Just outside the city, it's a small village, richer than our Youhai."

Chi Shi nodded, took the letter and saw that his head was indeed as Old Man Gao said. His son Gao Xinming said that he had gained more money recently and had not seen his father and mother for ten years, so he wanted them to go to Beijing for a New Year.

The place where they lived was a place called Shangtang Village in the suburbs of Beijing.
Chapter completed!