When the new emperor ascended the throne, the court was prosperous.
Master Shen Er was still the Minister of Revenue, a second-rank official. Master Shen Jianjun also entered the Hanlin Academy to edit books. Song Qianru had had enough of his official career and simply resigned from his post to travel around Xihe.
The two of them drove a wobbly carriage all the way from the capital.
From south to north, from west to east.
Travel along the way.
Every five years, they would return to the capital to report their safety to the Shen family.
Master Shen Er has been active in politics and became a teacher to the young princes until he was over 80 years old. He was respected throughout his life.
Chen Jianjun also worked his way up and eventually inherited his father's position. However, he had changed a lot compared to when he was young. He was stern and serious, which frightened the children into being afraid of him. He only showed a little bit of his childish temper when he saw Xihe and Song Qianru.
There were many promising talents in this generation of the Shen family, some of whom became officials in the court and some engaged in business.
A royal merchant also emerged from the side branch.
With a pair of smiling eyes, when he saw Xihe and Song Qianru, he called them "Auntie and Uncle" affectionately.
It is said that both his parents had passed away. He had been helping in the ancestral hall since he was young, and later studied in the Shen family's private school. He was quite talented, and the Shen family thought he would take the imperial examinations. However, who knew that the child was more interested in traveling for business.
Knowing that Xihe and Song Qianru traveled all over the country, he offered to be their coachman.
So during those years, he followed Xihe and the others to many places and saw a wider world. He even cried the most sadly when Xihe was dying, and wore mourning clothes to see her off.
Xihe is a mortal after all. She did not practice deliberately this time. She will naturally die when she reaches the age.
Song Qianru was quite calm: "Don't worry, I will come to you soon."
Xihe was lying on the bed, with gray hair and chicken skin, and age spots on her hands, but she smiled gently: "Well, I'll be leaving then." Then she really closed her eyes and never woke up again.
Shen Liang wailed loudly: "Auntie!"
Song Qianru stroked Xihe's face quietly, his eyes very gentle.
After the funeral, Shen Liang never left the ancestral home. He was very worried about his uncle's condition, afraid that he would do something... Song Qianru left the ancestral home and headed south, and he hurriedly followed.
It is still rainy and humid in southern Xinjiang. The small village back then has become a big village.
Song Qianru walked into the yard of the old locust tree. The old locust tree was now just an ordinary thousand-year-old tree, standing here alone. Song Qianru stood under the old locust tree for a long time, then left and headed west.
He walked briskly, and Shen Liang was panting as he chased after him.
After walking for about five or six days, he finally stopped in front of a cliff.
Shen Liang's clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, and he looked like a wild man. He sat down on the grass and gasped for breath: "Uncle, what are you doing here?"
He pounded his sore legs and sighed, "Old ginger is still wiser", and his uncle was still better than him!
Song Qianru looked at the smooth rock wall: "Chen Liang, go back, I'm going to find your aunt."
Shen Liang was stunned: "What?"
Just as he looked up, he saw his uncle charging straight towards the rock wall. He was startled, wondering if his uncle had gone mad. But the next second, his uncle simply passed through the rock wall and disappeared.
Shen Liang:!!!
He rolled and crawled over: "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle, come back!"
The mountains were quiet, the sounds echoed in the valley, everything seemed like a dream, his uncle really disappeared.
Shen Liang clapped his hands until they bled, leaving shocking marks on the rock wall. He gnawed on grass roots and ate wild fruits, waiting for more than a month, but the wall was hard and no one came out. Shen Liang finally fainted on the ground.
When he woke up, he found himself lying in a farmer's house.
Shen Liang thanked the family with the silver note he had with him, and then headed straight to the capital. He wanted to find someone to ask clearly.
After hearing his question, Chen Jianjun stared out the window for a long time, unable to come back to his senses. It seemed as if the young man appeared in front of him, wagging his fox tail and acting coquettishly towards his sister. How beautiful and happy.
A smile flashed in his eyes: "He is a god that belongs exclusively to the Shen family."
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