Chapter 589: Looking sideways (Part 1)

The entire Cao family was shrouded in a heavy and sad atmosphere.

Cao Yong was in troubled by the clothes and looked after Rongyuan for three days and three nights, and his eyes were completely red. He entrusted all the procurement plan of the Internal Affairs Office to the Sixteenth Prince and began to ask for leave.

Cao Yong has never seen anyone who came to find favors or get in touch with each other.

The official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs cursed Cao Yong to death in his heart.

On Cao Yong's side, he can get in touch with emotion and understand it for profit. In front of the Sixteenth Prince, how many brave people dare to act arbitrarily?

It's just a Western Conference, why is that?

Many people have already criticized Cao Yong as a person who seeks fame and reputation behind his back, and many people say that he is cunning and throws the hot yam from the Sixteenth Prince to the Office of the Internal Affairs to the Sixteenth Prince.

There were also young censors who wanted to use the issue to impeach Cao Yong. The charges were nothing more than deposing the public for personal gain. They even wrote the memorial. After hearing the seventeenth prince brought the imperial physician to Cao's house to ask about illness, they quietly put it away.

Respecting teachers and teaching is a traditional virtue, and the world is getting worse. How many people can remember this?

The so-called "teachers" and "disciples" in the officialdom are extremely utilitarian and are a name for forming cliques in officialdom.

Like the Cao family, Cao Yong was able to keep the etiquette of his disciples to the palace, and he was rarely heard of.

Those older adults were silent when they heard about this.

After living to the age of age, there will be more things to see.

"A person dies like a lamp extinguishes", this sentence is particularly obvious in the officialdom.

How many people, there were many guests during their lifetime, and there were few people at the door after their death. Their wives and children were poor and unable to help them return home. In order to solve this problem, the court also made a special trip to provide relevant clauses and stipulated pensions.

The so-called disciples, the so-called same year, and the so-called fellow villagers, even if they encounter relatives on the road, they will mostly cover their faces.

Whether it is about title or official rank, Cao Yong is already in a high position.

The old ministers who were originally a little disdainful of his young appearance finally calmed down.

Compared with the powerful and wealthy children in the capital who were doing nothing and spending money, Cao Yong had never made a big splash in his career over the years, but he had no position to eat at home, so he was dedicated.

Changchun Garden, Qingxi Bookstore.

Kangxi sat cross-legged on the kang, with a solemn expression. Cao Yin stood on the ground with his hands hanging down, with a little heavy face.

"He is younger than you. In your early years, he was just an ignorant boy. When he first saw me, he looked at me, as if I had three heads and six arms. He didn't dare to approach or go far. He was also stuttering when I talked to him. He might not remember him at that time. But I remember clearly that he gave me his ice top and called me 'Emperor Master Brother', which made him teach him a lesson. The next year, their brothers followed your father to Jiangning, and they have not stood in the court for many years. Speaking of which, their brothers are also after meritorious deeds." Kangxi fell into memories and sighed.

Cao Yin was also very upset. Zhuang Xi and his brother were raised in the Cao family when they were young, and they were Cao Yin's brother.

It was just because the brothers, both of them were teenagers, and they were admitted to the Tongzheng Department, so they were not known to outsiders.

Looking at Cao Yin with sparse hair, Kangxi swept his right arm again, but sighed in his heart.

Although the emperor calls it "Long Live", which one can live a long life? Not to mention it, it is not easy to have a hundred years.

Both the king and the minister were a little silent, and then they saw Wei Zhu bowing in and reply, "Your Majesty, the Seventeenth Prince is here, see you outside the bookstore."

When Kangxi heard this, he hurriedly said, "Biography."

"Yao", Wei Zhu responded.

Then, the Seventeenth Prince came in, but he could have a white seal in his hand.

Seeing this, Kangxi and Cao Yin couldn't help but report it.

Sure enough, he heard the seventeenth prince report: "When Emperor Ah, when I arrived at Cao's mansion with the Emperor Sun, Zhuangxi was already in a flash of inspiration and was powerless to turn the world." At this point, he raised the note in his hand: "This is his note. In addition, he is also on the sickbed. I would like to thank the emperor for his kindness."

Kangxi listened expressionlessly, moved his chin, and signaled Wei Zhu to send the letter to the imperial court.

Seeing that the ink traces on it are already gone, I think it was prepared before.

Thousands of words are spoken, but the content is nothing more than three.

First, he thanked the emperor for his gratitude. The emperor and his ministers had been regretting that they could not serve in front of the imperial court for more than fifty years. Then, he said all his temper and nature. Some words looked like a demotion, but also like a praise. Finally, he mentioned his title and young girl.

In his early years, he was in the Tongzheng Department and his identity was not disclosed, so his two daughters did not have to participate in the Interior Office draft, and directly agreed to Jiangnan Gengshu.

After Soetu was questioned, Zhuang Xi drifted away, but his identity at Tongshiji was blurred.

Maybe Mr. Zhuang was worried about his young daughter, but he didn't dare to say bluntly that he asked Kangxi for care. He only mentioned, "The weak daughter lost her father, I pray that the emperor's master would sympathize with him."

Kangxi swept the letter and tried to ask the Seventeenth Prince with a few words. He hesitated for a moment, then closed his mouth again. Cao Yin couldn't help but sigh.

Xicheng, Cao Mansion, Rongyuan.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard a sad cry. Brother Cao Xiang entered the yard. The hall was empty, but the coffin and spiritual seat were ready.

Before the separation, the two brothers were also taught by Mr. Zhuang. After getting the news, they made an appointment to come to visit together. Unexpectedly, when they entered the gate, they got the news that Mr. Zhuang had already gone.

The carriage carrying the coffin was ready, but no one rushed to the Rongyuan Courtyard to urge it.

It has been more than two hours since Mr. Zhuang died, but Cao Yong was still in a dream.

"Dad, Dad..." Niu Niu wore a mourning clothes and cried for a long time, her original tender voice had become hoarse.

When Chu Yu saw him, he coaxed Niu Niu in a low voice, and then sent someone to send a message to the inner courtyard to make some bird's nest.

Lianqiu and Xiqiu both cried like tears, and their bodies were weakened.

Cao Yong stood aside, but he could not accept the fact that Mr. Zhuang had passed away.

Mr. Zhuang's eyes before he died, with a smile, with love and encouragement.

Cao Yong's heart was as if he had said in his early years that he would accompany Mr. Zhuang to enjoy peach blossoms and take a hot spring bath, but he never had a chance again and could only regret it for life.

The Cao Xiang brothers and two happened to come in, but they could only accompany them to be sad.

Seeing that her husband's face was wrong, Chu Yu took two steps forward and whispered: "Mr., should you prepare for Guanghua as agreed before?"

Cao Yong initially wanted to stop at home, but there were restrictions at home. There were fewer rules in the temple and he didn't have to deal with those who came to call for the news.

Amid the cry of the crowd, Mr. Zhuang was finally locked in the coffin. After that, Cao Yong stayed in Guanghua Temple.

Mr. Zhuang has no son, and as a disciple, Cao Yong has changed into filial piety clothes.

Zhiran is also there, with a little bit of affinity between his expressions.

Prince Jian’s mansion, study room.

Yaerjiang A waved his hand and said, "What a big deal. Since everyone else is making do with the side of the Sixteenth Prince, don't be nervous, just move forward. I'll go over and greet him when something big happens."

The manager responded and wanted to withdraw.

Yaer Jiang A hesitated for a moment, called the manager and said, "I heard that the Cao family had a funeral, so I found a better paper shop and put a bunch of Kunqu opera actors to deliver it there."
Chapter completed!