klisemfg Chapter 65 Fake corpse
Chapter 65 Fake corpse
Many people were waiting for Shen Zhiyi to continue, but she remained silent.
Instead, he stared longingly at the old emperor.
Hurry up, hurry up!
[You have to eat the melon while it's hot!]
What melon?
They all know what it is.
As people pondered this, many turned their heads to look at the Ministry of Works official and his half-brother.
Ministry of Works Assistant: I never thought that one day I would become Shen Zhiyi's source of amusement.
Village chief: These officials all look strange to me.
The scene then shifts to the residence of the chief priest.
Surprisingly, quite a few other people had already arrived besides them.
The old emperor randomly grabbed someone.
"Who is it?" The man who was captured turned around and saw the old emperor's face. His arrogant expression immediately changed completely.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Grand Master of Ceremonies has summoned you as well."
[Oh, this official isn't starting to think about how to curry favor with the chief priest now, after all, to him, it was just the chief priest's wife who died, yet she managed to summon the old emperor.]
The old emperor turned around and glanced at Shen Zhiyi with curiosity.
In her mind, he was unaware of the Chief Priest's moral failings, but why did Shen Zhiyi seem to think that the Chief Priest was doomed today?
Although this person is indeed finished today.
The old emperor did not reply to the official, but instead stepped inside.
The officials who were preparing for the mourning all knelt down the moment they saw the old emperor.
village head:???
Your Majesty?
I'm good!
The village chief quickly knelt down as well, his entire back turning cold.
He carefully considered whether he had said anything wrong.
In the end, he regretted not playing the victim more and securing some benefits for his village.
"Your Majesty? What brings you here?"
The chief priest, who was pretending to mourn in front, heard the old emperor's commotion and came over with snot and tears streaming down his face.
The old emperor subtly took a step back.
"Your Majesty, my heart is breaking at this moment."
Wow, you're actually crying quite convincingly.
The chief officiant choked up.
Officials who did not go to Gunbang Village included Xu Xiuzhuan, the top scholar who greatly admired the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy.
"The bond between the chief priest and his wife is comparable to that of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."
[Uh, the Cowherd is actually a pervert; stealing the Weaver Girl's clothes is indeed comparable.]
"His emotions were truly moving."
"Yes, yes, it's incredibly touching." Many people echoed this sentiment.
The chief priest pretended to wipe away his tears, his lips trembling. After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but throw himself onto his wife's coffin, crying uncontrollably.
"You promised I would die before you, why did you leave?"
【It's alright, you can just ram your head into that coffin lid right now, it won't delay anything, and you're guaranteed to die before your wife.】
"Father, how could you..."
They just put their mother in a coffin.
Shen Zhiyi thoughtfully added the words of the Ministry of Works official.
The Imperial Academy Chancellor, engrossed in his self-created persona, only then realized the true nature of his son.
"You brat, what's wrong with you now..."
The chief priest couldn't continue speaking. He looked in shock at the village chief, who was dressed in coarse linen clothes, standing beside him.
Haha, surprise!
[You scumbag! See those two standing in front of you? They're your sons!]
The officials who didn't go to Stick Village: !!
What was that? What was Shen Zhiyi just saying?
The Chancellor of the Imperial Academy only has one son, so how come there are two? One of them is clearly a peasant.
The Chancellor of the Imperial Academy gasped.
Damn it, who on earth summoned Shen Zhiyi, this living devil?
He deliberately avoided letting his wife die on a day when Shen Zhiyi was not in Dajing.
The chief priest's face immediately turned extremely ugly.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.
The chief priest swallowed hard, pointed at the coffin, and said, "Hurry up and burn three sticks of incense for your mother."
The Ministry of Works official's face was even more unpleasant than that of the Chancellor.
"Father, when did Mother pass away?"
“Yesterday, last night.”
[Pah! They clearly put the person in a coffin the moment they died.]
"Holy crap, is this even human?!"
The official who couldn't hold back was immediately covered in the mouth by the official next to him and hid behind the crowd.
Those who were a little further away from Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but whisper to the officials next to them.
"Surely this kind of unethical practice is unacceptable."
"Did Shen Lang make a mistake?"
Did Shen Lang make a mistake?
Everyone fell silent.
Ever since she was able to hear Shen Zhiyi's inner thoughts, the other party has never made a mistake.
But this time it's the libation ceremony.
The general public still finds it hard to accept.
“Father, you!”
The chief priest rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. If he had known Shen Zhiyi would come, he would have packed up the coffin tomorrow.
[This chief priest is really something, incredibly efficient. He's already got his paid online trolls spreading his cheesy, pretentious articles throughout the entire capital.]
In just one afternoon, all the scholars and intellectuals in the capital now knew that the Chancellor was a man deeply devoted to his wife.
[That old codger really knows how to pick his timing. He specifically chose this time when many scholars from all over the country are gathered in the capital for the imperial examinations. Once the examinations are over, the successful candidates will go home and spread the news of the Grand Master of Ceremonies throughout the country. Tsk tsk tsk, he's really calculating things. I could hear him right behind the old emperor.]
The old emperor gestured to Chen Decai beside him.
Soon, Chen Decai brought over a piece of paper covered with sentimental poems, all expressing the wine master's affection for his wife.
The old emperor sneered inwardly.
It really does look like the real thing.
He instructed Chen Decai to distribute these poems and songs to all the court officials present.
The Ministry of Works official who followed the old emperor to Gunbang Village was so angry that he pointed at the chief minister's nose and cursed him.
"hypocrite!"
The Imperial Academy Chancellor was unaware of what had happened in Gunbang Village, and he retorted to the officials who had insulted him with righteous indignation.
"What's wrong with me expressing my longing for my wife?"
"You're already missing him after he just died? What else could you be but a hypocrite?"
The official from the Ministry of Works was furious.
The Imperial College Chancellor is like a dead pig that isn't afraid of boiling water.
"As the saying goes, a day apart feels like three autumns, let alone my wife who has passed away. Why should I express my longing for her and have to be criticized by you, you blockhead? What are you up to?"
"you you!"
[These people in the Ministry of Works are really dense. You shouldn't question how someone could have so many poems and songs so soon after his wife died.]
However, isn't this Chancellor of the Imperial Academy getting a little too cocky? Perhaps he should take a look at the coffin behind him.
coffin?
Everyone turned to look at the coffin without prior arrangement.
At that moment, a pale hand reached out.
"Aaaaaaah! It's come back to life!"