"Chunya had no choice. She had nothing to offer and couldn't hire a doctor, so she had to follow folk remedies and collect medicines to treat her mother's injuries. Of course, it couldn't be cured this way. However, her mother's life was saved in the end. After that, Chun Ya’s mother was paralyzed on the bed.”
Mu Nanshan put down the book and looked at Lao Xu with frowning eyebrows: "Such a dirty thing happened and no one treated it?"
"My general! Can the situation in Qinghai and the mainland be the same?" Old Xu sighed, "In the past, when there was no Qinghai General's Office, the prefect was the king of Qinghai. Who dared to control it? Who dared to govern it? What’s more, that man is the prefect’s brother-in-law!”
Mu Nanshan took a deep breath: "What happened next?"
Lao Xu continued: "Later, the old man couldn't wait for Chun Ya to relent, but when he saw Chun Ya's mother come back to life, he was so angry that he planned to catch Chun Ya directly, but thanks to Chun Ya's cleverness, he stayed overnight He fled the city with his mother on his back, just in time for our general's palace to recruit cooks. After hearing the news, Chunya hurried over, partly to earn money to treat her mother's illness, and partly to hide. Come into the general's mansion, no matter how powerful the prefect's brother-in-law is, he can't be more powerful than our general, right?"
"So, it was you who arranged for Chun Ya to enter the house?" Mu Nanshan squinted at Lao Xu, "It was you who arranged for Chun Ya to cook for me?"
Old Xu was startled, then he knelt down and kowtowed, choking and saying: "General Mingjian, Chunya's father is Lao Nu's comrade-in-arms. On the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, it was Chun Ya's father who blocked the arrow for Lao Nu. The slave was destined to return to the capital and had the honor to serve the Long Live Lord and the empress. However, the body of Chunya's father was hastily buried in the deserted graves in southern Xinjiang. General Mingjian, the old slave owes Chunya a father, and the old slave cannot ignore Chunya. !”
After a pause, Mu Nanshan said slowly: "Chun Ya is the Queen of Heroes of Southern Xinjiang?"
"Yes," Lao Xu said hurriedly, with tears streaming down his face, and choked with sobs, "Chunya still doesn't know where her father died or how he died. Chunya only knows that his father is gone. I will come back from afar, old slave... I really feel sorry for Chun Ya and her son, so I took it upon myself to take in Chun Ya and her son, please forgive me, General!"
Mu Nanshan stared at the cup of hot tea, speechless for a long time.
Old Xu knelt down uneasily and could not get a reply from Mu Nanshan, so he spoke cautiously: "General, you..."
"Okay, please step back," Mu Nanshan said calmly, paused, and then said, "As for the rest, there is no need to let Chunya know."
Such a bright and charming girl should not be allowed to bear the pain of losing her father. Let her continue to fantasize and look forward to his return.
Old Xu was startled, but then he understood. He kowtowed in a hurry: "Yes, yes! I obey my order! I obey my order! Thank you, General!"
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April 28, the second year of Tianding
Deng Duolun, the prefect of Qinghai, was dismissed by the Qinghai generals on the spot for being corrupt, perverting the law, committing evil acts, and defying the authority of the emperor. Deng Duolun and thirty-eight of his relatives and subordinates were sent to Qinghai Prison. For a time, everyone in Qinghai clapped their hands. commend.
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Qinghai General Mansion.
Mu Nanshan conducted the trial in person. It was already dark when he came back. He was a little tired, but his spirit was very high. He thought about the support and praise from the people during the day, and the sword that the people gave him. Thousands of people umbrella, he was very excited. This was the first time he was so close to the people, and it was also the first time he truly felt the satisfaction and joy of being an official serving the people. So even though he was tired, he was so excited that he fell asleep. Not.
He was sitting in the study, casually flipping through the "Qinghai Scenery" that he had not finished yet. He felt a little bored and a little hungry. He had obviously come back from eating in Qian Yamen.