Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The housekeeper of Wei's house could only watch them leave. Xiao Yuanzheng walked with her for a while and then said, "Tomorrow, I will come to the door to express my condolences. Lord Zhou, there is no car to pick you up. Would you like to take the car back with me?"

Zhou Man handed the medicine box to Xibing and refused: "It's not too far away, I'll just walk back and see you again."

Xiao Yuan was looking at the road in front of him. Wei's house and Zhou's house were different. It took at least half an hour to walk there. However, when he thought that Master Wei had just left, Zhou Man and Wei Zhi had always had a good relationship, so he sighed and stopped persuading him. After nodding, he turned to leave.

The capital has always been prosperous, and there are many business trips, which are not affected by the season at all. Even now that the autumn harvest has just ended, when the autumn tax is paid in various places, there are still people coming and going on the streets.

Although the market is separated, there have been many people coming and going in and out of Chang'an in recent years. Although there are no shops in the residence, there are people who set up stalls on both sides of the street, mostly small things and food.

Generally, as long as there is no trouble, the yamen patrolling the streets will turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it.

Zhou Man walked out of the Fangmen slowly and turned into Dongshi Street. The noise instantly covered her. She paused, looking at the lively scene, and walked through with her hands together.

There are happy bargainers everywhere. They must not know that just now, the Great Jin lost a star and the emperor lost a humerus minister.

Xibing followed Zhou Man and went home silently.

Everyone in Zhou's house was busy, only the old Zhoutou, Qian Shi and Mrs. Liu were at home. Zhou Man put down the medicine box and said to Mrs. Liu, "Master Wei has passed away, we have to prepare some funeral ceremonies."

Madam Liu guessed when she saw her coming back, sighed and said, "I'll go with you tomorrow,"

Back then, when their family was able to take revenge on Zhaoxue, it was because of Wei Zhi's help, otherwise they didn't know when they would be able to meet the emperor to express their grievances.

Qian Shi nodded again and again, and said to Zhou Man: "Our family also prepares a copy, you can send it on our behalf."

Zhou Mandao: "Let Li Zhong go with me. This time the new rice seeds are also built by Master Wei."

The mourning papers were delivered to each family before nightfall. Because Wei Zhi died of illness, Fang City had an early curfew, and the emperor ordered the Chang'an Fang City Night Market to be closed for seven days. The news came out that some merchants voluntarily hung white hemp for Wei Zhi's filial piety.

Zhou Dalang came back from the outside and asked, "I think a lot of people have put on white hemp, should we hang some in our house too?"

Zhou Man: "Can't hang up."

Mrs. Liu said, "Except for the empress and relatives, officials should not be filial to other officials."

It's not a rule, it's common sense. If the Zhou family hangs up with white hemp, isn't it obvious that they will be friends with the Wei family?

This is a taboo for officials.

Zhou Mandao: "That is the behavior of the people, and it is the expression of the people's love for Mr. Wei. I and Mr. Wei are officials in the same dynasty, and I can go to express my condolences."

In addition to her relatives, it is only after the death of the emperor that she can keep her filial piety. If the Zhou house hangs white flags, it will not be good for the Zhou family, and it will not be good for the Wei family.

The next day, Zhou Man changed into a plain dress and took Zhou Lizhong and Liu Sanniang to the Wei residence to express condolences.

Wei Zhi was already in the corpse, the mourning hall was ready, and many officials came. Zhou Man was led into the courtyard and waited for the incense with everyone.

Mr. Tang came earlier and was in the front. When he saw Zhou Man, he greeted the officials behind him and backed away to Zhou Man, "Are you here?"

Zhou Man saluted, "Old Master Tang, are Liu Shangshu and the others here?"

Lord Tang looked behind her, "Come here."

Zhou Man turned back and saw Liu Shangshu brought Liu Huan and Zhou Liru into the door together.

The two sides nodded and waited in line in silence.

Zhou Man entered the room together with Old Master Tang, with Zhou Lizhong and Liu Sanniang behind him. After the four had served the incense, they inserted the incense burner. The prince also arrived with the imperial edict.

The emperor proposed the posthumous title Wenzhen for Wei Zhi, which was the highest posthumous title among the civil servants. Few people have been able to get this posthumous title since ancient times.

Before Wei Zhi, there were two people who could get it, one was Cui Hong, and the other was You Zhao.

Old Master Tang stood by and watched the Wei family receive the imperial decree. He was a little envious in his heart. He wondered if he could get a posthumous title at the beginning of the text when he died, not Wen Zhen, Wen Zhong or Wen Gong.

After the prince issued the imperial decree, he went inside to worship, and when he came out, he saw Zhou Man and Lord Tang standing together, raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned to leave.

Zhou Man and Elder Tang went out together, and there were a lot of carriages parked outside the door, which stretched away, blocking the entire street, and those who came to condolences got off and walked over.

Old Master Tang paused in his footsteps, and summoned a long follower: "Let's go back and let the driver go by himself."

He turned to look at Zhou Man, "Master Zhou, are we going together?"

Zhou Man nodded, "Old Master Tang, please."

The two walked through the crowd and left, and Zhou Man asked, "When will Xuexiong Tang and Xuexiong Yang return to Beijing?"

Old Master Tang glanced at her and said, "The court has already gone to the official documents, and it should be on the way now, and I will be in Beijing in a few days."

Zhou Man nodded. Seeing that there were flowers sent by ordinary people at Fangmen, he sighed slightly and asked, "When is the next court meeting?"

Lord Tang shook his head, "I don't know, maybe in the last ten days, maybe we have to wait for Lord Wei's funeral."

He stopped to look at Zhou Man, "Master Wei died of illness, and the senior officials in the family are the left ministers of the world. There is no room for vacancies. Who does Master Zhou think are competent?"

Zhou Man also stopped, frowned and thought. After a long while, he raised his eyes to look at him, looked at him silently for a long time, and saluted: "Xiaguan will retire first."

Old Master Tang smiled and watched him leave.

Chang Sui, who was following behind Old Master Tang, was confused and couldn't help asking, "Master, why did Master Zhou suddenly leave?"

Old Master Tang smiled slightly: "She has already replied to me, let's go, go back and pack some things."

"Packing what?"

"Some books, over-the-counter medicines, etc., and clothes, shoes and socks."

Chang Sui: "Are you going to go on a business trip?"

"It's not me, it's Zhihe."

Tang He and Yang Heshu still caught up to express their condolences to Wei Zhi. After the two entered the palace, they went to the palace to report the matter. After leaving the palace, they went to the Wei residence.

Yang Heshu sighed and said, "If it wasn't for the mediation of Lord Wei in the court, what I did in Jiangnan would not be so smooth, and I might not even be able to go to Jiangnan."

The emperor and Wei Zhi believed in him, which did not mean that other courtiers believed in him.

The upward opposition was entirely blocked by Wei Zhi, and the emperor suppressed him so that he could devote himself to Jiangnan.

Tang He also sighed, "But it's a miracle that Lord Wei has survived until now. I heard that Zhou Man and the others have planted new rice seeds, and Lord Wei even went to see it in person. It's a good walk."

Yang Heshu raised his eyebrows, "I don't know if Your Majesty can choose Zuo Prime Minister, whether we stay in the capital or continue to go out."

Tang He asked, "Do you want to go out or stay in the capital?"

Yang Heshu thought for a while and said, "I'll go see Zhou Man first, and ask about the new rice seed. If it is the same as the new wheat seed, staying in the capital will have a greater effect."

Tang He nodded, "You have been out for many years, you should really return to Beijing."