"I've been crying for four days..."
"So pitiful..."
'His knees are worn out, how cruel. Doesn't it hurt him...'
'Look at his tears, they are red. He is crying blood...'
The people of the Shang Kingdom talked about it and cried for four days. Sima Xuan almost became the latest scenery of the Shang Kingdom, a sad scenery.
Sima Xuan cried so sadly and desperately; the guards who followed Sima Xuan could no longer hold on and sat on the ground one by one with lifeless eyes and a disheveled appearance.
At noon that day, after Li Xian and other officials discussed the plan of building railways and "destructive mining" in the demon tribe, he finally couldn't help but hear the faint crying in his ears.
Li Yuanming was very good at observing people's expressions. Seeing this situation and seeing Li Xian staring blankly outside the meeting hall, he immediately said, "My Lord, I dare to say that Sima Xuan has been crying outside for four days. His heart is commendable. The State of Jin should not be destroyed because of such a loyal minister. Moreover, Sima Xuan's character is enough for us to take action for him and achieve his personal virtue; it also achieves the virtue of encouraging loyalty in the State of Shang. But our action this time is not related to national politics, but only because of Sima Xuan's personal contribution."
Li Yuanming took the lead, and the rest of the officials came forward one after another. Sima Xuan's performance over the past four days really touched many people, whether they were officials or ordinary people in the Shang Kingdom.
Apart from anything else, even Xia Qingqing felt a little bit sorry.
Only Li Xian wanted to roll his eyes. How do I count the time when I haven’t slept well for the past four days
Well, this is just a nagging; at this point, Li Xian could only sigh. "Yan Ze'an, go tell Sima Xuan that I agree to mediate the war. Have someone send Sima Xuan to the Jin Embassy and send a few doctors over."
"Yes." Yan Ze'an also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Sima Xuan like this, Yan Ze'an couldn't help but feel a little empathy - I was once the prime minister of the State of Cai, and I also worked hard for the State of Cai. Seeing Sima Xuan now seems to evoke Yan Ze'an's past memories.
When Yan Ze'an came out, there were already many people outside the City Lord's Mansion, and Sima Xuan was crying like a flower that was about to wither, and was already a little dying.
Seeing Yan Ze'an coming out in formal official uniform, the people around him immediately quieted down; only Sima Xuan was still howling.
Yan Ze'an looked at Sima Xuan. At this time, Sima Xuan's knees were worn out and his bones were exposed; his blood had coagulated and mixed with mud and sand.
Yan Ze'an felt a little emotional. As a prime minister who also gave everything for the country, Yan Ze'an could understand Sima Xuan's current pain - the pain and despair in his heart had made him forget the physical pain.
When I came to Sima Xuan, he was still crying.
Yan Zean hesitated for a while and finally spoke:
"The willows at the east gate have leaves that are thick and lush. As dusk approaches, the stars shine brightly. The willows at the east gate have leaves that are thick and lush. As dusk approaches, the stars shine brightly."
Upon hearing this, Sima Xuan, who was still crying, suddenly stopped crying, looked up at Yan Ze'an standing next to him, and said in a hoarse voice:
"The pond at the east gate can be used to soak hemp. That beautiful and virtuous girl can be used to sing with me. The pond at the east gate can be used to soak hemp. That beautiful and virtuous girl can be used to talk with me. The pond at the east gate can be used to soak reed. That beautiful and virtuous girl can be used to talk with me."