Yichun Ji: Years Voiceless

The carriage bumped all the way into Lingyang County, Yan Qiushan followed the crowd back to the mansion, Mo Yong, who was handling official business in the mansion, heard the notification from the doorman, and hurried to meet the new sheriff.

Seeing Yan Qiushan's disheveled hair, obviously ill-fitting clothes, and straw sandals soaked in mud and moss, Mo Yong said in surprise, "My lord Yan, why are you in such a mess? What happened in the mountains? gone?"

Yan Qiushan waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, I was trapped by the heavy rain for a few days, and I looked a little bit embarrassed, and I didn't even bump into it."

At this time, Mo Yong noticed the dust-free boots that Yan Qiushan was holding in his arms, and then looked at the straw sandals on his feet with stone-milled blisters, and couldn't help asking: "Master Yan is very precious about these boots. , Could it be a gift from someone very important?"

A smile floated on Yan Qiushan's face, and his tone was unconsciously softer: "It is the person who is very important to me."

Mo Yong nodded knowingly and said: "Master Yan has already reached his thirties, there must be Meijiao Niang waiting at home, when the affairs of our government office are properly handled, Lord Yan has settled down in Lingyang County You can bring your lovely wife and mother here as soon as possible, don’t follow in the footsteps of the old man, and wait until the old mother is dying before rushing to return home to visit her.” Yan Qiushan knew that Mo Yong had good intentions, so he bowed his hands and saluted without saying a word "Thank you."

After the hasty exchange of pleasantries, Mo Yong anxiously led Yan Qiushan to the place where the files were stored in the government office, and introduced to him the time and category of the files one by one, and even passed on his years of experience in ruling the government office in Lingyang to him. .Mo Yong has been in Lingyang for many years, and has a lot of affection for Lingyang. If his mother was not sick and couldn't help traveling thousands of miles, Mo Yong also hoped to take her to Lingyang to retire, but now, he had to rush back by himself.

The old and new county sheriffs accompanied by Master Chen sometimes gave Mo Yong a supplementary introduction of the government office, and they were very considerate.While talking about the local conditions and customs of Lingyang, Yan Qiushan suddenly asked: "Do the people of Lingyang County believe in gods?"

Mo Yong is not very familiar with this, but Chen Zhubo, as a native of Lingyang, knows a little bit.He respectfully introduced: "Originally, the people in Lingyang City all believed in the Lord Tong who believed in Nanshan. Every fifth day of the fifth day of the birthday of Tongjun, the residents in the city would help the old and the young to go to Nanshan to offer incense. Tired from walking, we went to the villages along the way to rest.

But since all the villagers moved to Lingyang County, the original villages have been abandoned, and the people who offer incense have no place to rest and eat. The journey is tiring, and there are old people and children. If you keep walking to Nanshan, it will be too much. , the number of people going to offer incense gradually decreased. My parents even went to Nanshan to offer incense, but it has been passed down to my generation, and almost no one has gone to Nanshan.No, in order to find you, my lord, this is the first time I went to Tongjun Temple. "

Yan Qiushan fell into contemplation when he heard the words. Since the incense is less and less because of the long distance, he might as well move the Shenjun Temple here so that Jun Tong can be closer to him. After all, it is not a matter of overnight to capture the Lord Shenjun!

After making up his mind, Yan Qiushan started to arrange. He rented an empty room next to the government office, hired craftsmen to make it look like a temple, and ordered a large number of incense candles from the incense businessman.Whenever he thinks of Gu Tongjun holding that pitiful sandalwood with great care and burning it for himself, his heart aches beyond words, and he can't wait to go and take Tong Jun over immediately!

After five or six days, the temple took a rough shape. Although it was a bit crude, Yan Qiushan couldn't wait to see Mr. Tong, so he ordered Mr. Chen to supervise the affairs of the temple, and he drove a carriage to Nanshan rush to.Mr. Chen took over the task of supervising the construction of the temple in a daze. I really don't know why the new governor is so interested in the Shenjun Temple...

Driving the empty carriage, Yan Qiushan's speed this way was obviously much faster than the last time he came back from Nanshan. He brought some dry food with him and rushed to Nanshan without stopping.At the foot of the mountain, the carriage couldn't go up, so Yan Qiushan tied up the horses and climbed up the mountain like crazy, he really didn't want to wait for half an hour.

When Yan Qiushan came to Tongjun Temple on the mountain road panting, he was stunned by the scene in front of him!The plaque that was originally coiled by spider webs fell to the ground with deep and shallow cracks, and the wooden door was also loosely leaning there, as if it would fall off if touched.

Yan Qiushan panicked, pushed open the door, and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Tong!" The inside of the temple was no longer tidy, the walls were mottled and full of cracks, and some wooden components were also scattered. It fell scattered on the ground, and there was a weak person lying on the ground in the corner, his face was extremely pale, it wasn't Gu Tongjun who it was!

Yan Qiushan hurried forward, hugged Gu Tongjun in his arms, and called out distressedly: "Tong Jun, Tong Jun! Wake up, are you okay?"

Gu Tongjun heard a familiar voice calling him, he opened his eyes faintly, looked at the person coming, and seemed to spend a lot of effort to open his mouth: "Oh, since you left... why bother?" Come back...Yan...Qiu...Shan..."