The craftsman who came over was Niu Da. When he saw Zhao Si, he immediately cupped his hands and said affectionately, "How are you, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Sigan laughed and said, "Okay. Okay."

The calf waved his hand, and two servants came over and brought two food boxes.

Zhao Si looked at the calf in confusion: "This..."

The calf smiled and opened the food box.

Zhao Si thought there was gold and silver inside, but he didn't expect that after opening the food box, what was inside was food.

This is the most authentic iron pot stir-fry in Shangjun Courtyard. It is fragrant and makes people salivate. Zhao Si only took one look at it and fell in love with the taste.

However, now is not the time to eat.

Zhao Si said hesitantly: "You're so good, why are you bringing me food?"

Niu Dao chuckled and said to Zhao Si: "Master Zhao is sincere about banishing the immortal, how can we not take it to heart?"

"The Exalted Immortal was full of passion and prayed for the people. He did his best in the court just to help the people live a good life."

"But those courtiers don't understand, or they don't want to understand. They attack the banished immortal wildly, wanting to discredit the banished immortal, and want to make the banished immortal die without a burial place."

"I won't hide it from you. The banished immortal is isolated and helpless, and the situation is very pitiful. But the banished immortal is not discouraged. He has justice in his heart, and he knows that there must be like-minded people in the world."

"And this like-minded person is really waiting for you to be banished to immortality. It's you, sir. You don't know how happy banished immortal is to have you appear in the court today."

"After the banished immortal returned to Shang Jun's courtyard, he repeatedly said to us: I am not alone in my way."

Zhao Si felt warm in his heart, and he said cautiously: "Exiled Immortal, do you really mean that?"

The calf nodded: "Of course that's what he said."

"I originally wanted to see you in person. But the old man had been imprisoned in the palace for several months, so he was a little exhausted. After going home and chatting for a few words, he became extremely sleepy and fell on the bed.

"

"But before going to bed, Banished Immortal specifically asked us to thank you properly. Banished Immortal didn't say how to thank you specifically. After all, Banished Immortal is too tired."

"A few of us had a private discussion with the princess."

"We are common people and rough people. We don't know any rules or timing. The most abundant thing in Shangjun's courtyard is gold and silver. There are mountains of gold and silver, so we originally planned to bring you some."

As soon as Zhao Si heard this, his face turned red and his heart warmed.

Who doesn't want gold and silver? The first reaction is to want it. But... what does this guy mean by "originally"? Don't you plan to give it to me? Don't.

However, after thinking about it, Zhao Si felt that it was not certain how many days he could live. There seemed to be no way to spend so much gold and silver.

When Zhao Si thought of this, he sighed and said to Niu Calf, "Thank you for your kindness. Actually, it's not necessary."

When he said this, Zhao Si felt both relaxed and painful.

Niu Calf smiled and said: "Your Excellency is indeed a noble and upright person. We really saw that right."

Zhao Si smiled weakly: "Yes, yes."

Niu Calf said: "Then we thought about it and we really couldn't give away gold and silver. Gold and silver are too tacky, and giving gold and silver at this time was seen by some people with ulterior motives, who thought we had some ulterior conspiracy."

Zhao Si was shocked, nodded vigorously, and said: "Yes, the princess is thoughtful."

Niu Du smiled: "So, the princess asked the best cook in Shangjun's courtyard to make the best meal and send it here. I hope you can enjoy it and taste it."

"These meals may not be of high value, but they are full of gratitude from Shangjun Courtyard."

When Zhao Si heard this, his heart suddenly felt warm.

He suddenly felt that Banxian was a sincere person, and everyone in Shangjun Courtyard was a sincere person. They did not want to bribe him or win over him, but simply felt that he was an upright, honest and noble person.

I just want to make friends with myself and express my gratitude.

Zhao Si sighed, saluted the calf, and said, "Thank you, thank you so much."

Niu Calf smiled slightly and said, "The food won't taste good when it's cold. Brother Zhao, please have a meal."

Zhao Si said with some embarrassment: "Brother Niu, let's drink together."

Niu Du thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, so that Brother Zhao won't be embarrassed to eat alone."

Zhao Si felt warm again, feeling that the people in Shangjun Villa were really considerate.

If the calf was an ordinary servant, it would be nothing. When Zhao Si was at home, he also ate alone, with servants waiting beside him.

But Niu Cao is not a servant. Niu Cao is a member of Shangjun's other courtyard. In name, he is a servant of Shangjun's other courtyard. In fact, his status is higher than his own.

If the calf was allowed to stand nearby, Zhao Si would never be able to eat it.

Now the calf is willing to sit down to eat, which is considered to be taking good care of itself.

After the calf sat down, Zhao Si began to eat. After just two bites, he started crying.

Niu Calf smiled and asked: "Master Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Si wiped his tears and said, "This is... this is the taste of Xiaguan's hometown."

Niu Du smiled and said: "This is the princess's special order. We specially found someone to cook Mr. Zhao's hometown dishes. If the cooking is not good, Mr. Zhao will forgive me."

Zhao Si stood up and saluted the calf solemnly: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

He said thank you three times in a row.

He looked at the calf with emotion on his face, feeling that Shangjun Courtyard was really sincere in treating people. Such sincerity could not be bought back with any amount of money.

Niu Dao smiled and said: "Master Zhao, you are being disrespectful. I have some things to do, so I will leave first. If you have anything to do in the future, just give me an order and Shangjun Courtyard will definitely help you."

Zhao Si sent the calf outside the post house.

After the calf left, Zhao Si stood at the door of the post house, wandering back and forth, feeling extremely confused.

Exiled Immortal regards himself as one of his own. He is so kind to himself, which is really heartbreaking.

But what about me? I actually complained to His Majesty, and even put a stamp on that memorial of accusation.

This...if this was seen by the Exiled Immortal, how sad would the Exiled Immortal be?

If others knew this, what would they think of me?

Even if no one knows, God knows, earth knows, and conscience knows.

Zhao Si kept silent about his conscience, feeling that his conscience was almost gone.

The biggest characteristic of people at this time is that they need face. Zhao Si felt that he was almost losing his face.

When I think that in two days I will be reviled by thousands of people, my face becomes red and I feel like I want to hang myself immediately.

He wandered around the house for a long time, then gritted his teeth and returned to the posthouse to write a memorial.

At the beginning of the memorial, Zhao Si wrote a very familiar sentence: I, Zhao Si, risk my life to submit this memorial...

In the memorial, Zhao Si told the whole story exactly.

After writing this memorial, Zhao Si felt that his body was drained of energy.

Perhaps, after this memorial is handed over, His Majesty will become furious and kill himself. Or maybe... he will believe his words and not kill himself.

However, he would completely offend the courtier named Shi Wu, and he would die in the end.

"Forget it, just die, I don't care about so much." Zhao Si took a deep breath, sealed the memorial, walked out of the post house, handed it to the footman in the post house, and said: "Please help me present this memorial.

To the Holy One."

The soldier at the posthouse glanced at Zhao Si and said calmly: "You can just submit this memorial yourself."

Zhao Si was stunned for a moment and said, "Myself?"

The pawn hummed, "Don't you know, sir? There is a court meeting today."

Only then did Zhao Si realize that it was already dark.

He thought for a while and said, "That's not right. I heard that the court meeting is held every ten days. How many days are these?"

The soldier chuckled and said to Zhao Si: "There is nothing wrong with once every ten days, but that is a routine. There have been special cases recently. Special cases are held from time to time, and today is the day of the court meeting. Look, these ministers are going to court.

.”

Zhao Si rubbed his eyes, and sure enough he found some courtiers on the street, but these courtiers looked a little strange.

They were all sitting on a strange-looking chair. There were two big wheels next to the chair, and there was a servant behind it, pushing the wheels forward.

Zhao Si asked doubtfully: "What's the point of that chair?"

The pawn said: "This chair was invented by Exiled Immortal, and later the patent was sold to General Li. This chair was originally called a wheelchair, but General Li later changed its name to the Shangchao Happy Chair."

Zhao Si asked in confusion: "Go to the Happy Chair? What does this mean?"

The soldier said: "After entering the palace, you are not allowed to ride in cars or horses, but the palace is very big. These veteran ministers are often out of breath when walking from the palace gate to the government hall."

"Once there was an old minister who didn't say a word during the whole court meeting and was just trying to get along. As soon as he got over his anger, it was time to leave the court again. After he left the palace, he sat at the entrance of the palace for two full hours before he could

Slow down."

"Therefore, the role of the happy chair for going to court is highlighted. With the happy chair for going to court, courtiers can be calm, happy and simple when going to court."

"Sit on the chair and have it pushed all the way to the Council Hall. His Majesty took pity on these old ministers and specially sent some young eunuchs to help push the chair in the palace."
To be continued...