When I became a Jade-faced Fox

"I heard you call my ancestor's name just now, it's Yuanbao..."

County Magistrate Zhu gestured with his hands, "Is it the gold and silver ingot?"

Yu'er didn't think there was anything she couldn't say, so she nodded.

"Yes. His parents are in business, so his nickname is related to gold, silver and jewelry."

"The eldest is called Jinding, the second is called Zhenzhu, a girl, and the third, your ancestor, is called Yuanbao."

Yu'er's explanation was overheard by Mr. Wen who came in.

Mr. Wen's face was full of helplessness. "Sir, Yuanbao certainly didn't expect that all his past was exposed by you in front of his junior."

County Magistrate Zhu also touched the back of his head and chuckled.

"I heard from my family that our ancestors were dignified and serious, and they were very polite. It's really hard to imagine that they would have such a vulgar name. No, no, it's a very vulgar and elegant name."

"It's just a nickname. It's cute at best."

Yu'er doesn't think so.

"Sir, as an elder, dignity and majesty are equally important."

Yu'er said "oh" and didn't respond to what Mr. Wen said.

County Magistrate Zhu looked at Yu'er in front of him. He couldn't see her face clearly, but he felt that her behavior just now was a bit willful and childish.

"Sir, it's so fast, so fast." Qian Hua brought Ah Fu back, and Ah Fu couldn't stop muttering.

"It's really flying. It's really flying."

Qian Hua was holding Ah Fu with one hand and holding a booklet with the other.

Just by looking at the mottled appearance of the side of the booklet, you can tell that this booklet has been added with paper several times, and the cotton rope binding the booklet is also new.

"My lord, the things are here."

Qian Hua handed the painting to Yu'er, who took it and asked persuasively, "Have I seen it?"

It's all in Yu'er's hands, so this is just a formality. Could it be that County Magistrate Zhu still couldn't make it?

Naturally, he nodded and agreed, and explained, "You have to turn to the front."

"My ancestor took his whole family to take up his new post, and at that time he said that a separate Zhu family tree would be opened from him."

Yu Er started reading from the first page, flipping through the pages as she read, "I know about this."

The front of this booklet records how Yuanbao took up his post and settled down along the way.

It is recorded in the form of memories.

"He was already in his fifties at the time, and he had to work day and night to take up his post."

Yu'er was a little anxious. Although Yuanbao was the child of Zhu Bin and his wife in their old age, he was very tough and rarely complained.

What exactly happened on the way to taking office?

Yu'er quickly flipped through a few more pages and finally found the answer.

"I told him to take the official route, take the official route! Why didn't this kid listen?"

Yu'er's veins popped up as she held the booklet in her hand. All her anger and heartache were directed at County Magistrate Zhu.

"I told him that there were many deaths in the wars in various places, so we must set out before the sun rises and find a place to stay before the sun sets."

"Even if you encounter something strange, you should turn a deaf ear to it and pretend you don't know."

"How could he be so disobedient! Tell me, how dare he be so disobedient!"

Yu'er grabbed Magistrate Zhu's wrist. He grimaced in pain and had no choice but to say that his ancestors were disobedient.

"Sir, please let go. You will break his wrist."

Wen Wen quickly stepped forward to stop him. As a scholar himself, no one understood better than him how important hands are to a scholar.

"I'm sorry." Yu'er came back to her senses.

Yuanbao accidentally entered a village and saw some lights on, so he wanted to stay overnight in the village.

I knocked on the door, but it was closed and refused to open.

I could only find an empty house to move into.

According to the normal itinerary, we could have reached the next town.

But the grandson suffered from acclimatization due to the haste of the journey, which delayed his trip. At night, he had to stay in this village.

The daughter-in-law at home also said that she felt it was cold and gloomy, but she had to bite the bullet and stay. In the middle of the night, the grandson, whose condition had improved, had a high fever again.

There were rustling footsteps and crying sounds outside the house again.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and everyone's heart was beating like thunder. The daughter-in-law held her grandson in her arms and dared not move.

They couldn't see it, but the little grandson had already started to struggle, and couldn't stop shouting, "Mom, mom, there is someone, there is so much blood, it's so scary, mom!"

But no matter how the little grandson struggled or cried, not only did his high fever not subside, but he couldn't even open his eyes.

Yuanbao only felt that the statue on his chest was slightly warm, and he was the only one in the family who was in the best condition.

He held the statue in his hands and asked his family to hide behind him, and he spent the night in misery like this.

Until dawn, when the sun came in, everything finally returned to calm.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a crisp click.

When he opened his hands, he saw that the statue had broken into two pieces.

Yu'er didn't continue reading because she already had the answer.

So that's how it is. After figuring this out, Yu'er no longer had any regrets.

This situation is unavoidable, and there is nothing that can be done about it.

After all, there are always various kinds of helplessness in the world.

Yu'er continued to flip through the pages, wanting to see how old Yuanbao actually lived. It was impossible for him to die of illness without suffering, but did he suffer a serious sin?

"He died at the age of seventy-five, after falling into a deep sleep due to illness."

Yu'er sighed. This was nearly twenty years earlier than the time his parents died.

But fortunately, I didn’t suffer much, which is good enough.

"Thank you." Yu'er handed the book back, "You helped me solve a problem."

Seeing that Yu'er was feeling a little down, County Magistrate Zhu tried to comfort her, "Grandma, don't be too sad. If our ancestors were still alive, they would definitely not want to see you like this."

Yu'er took a deep breath and asked, "Did you bring the ingot back to Chang'an?"

County Magistrate Zhu shook his head and said, "Grandma, the clan won't allow this. Our ancestors are the foundation of the Zhu family in that area."

"There was no way the tribe would agree to move our ancestor back. So I grabbed a handful of soil from next to his grave and brought it back as a replacement for him."

Yu'er naturally understood the difficulty of this and nodded.

That’s enough. It’s hard to find the local accent and old friends.

"Just carry that handful of soil around, and don't do anything else. It's already good enough."

"If you have time, you can go around and look around, then scatter this soil in Chang'an."

"Yuan Bao has returned to his hometown."

County Magistrate Zhu also nodded, indicating that he understood.

Yu'er shook the letter in her hand and said, "I'll read more. If you want to know anything about Chang'an, go ask Yan Niang and Mr. Wen."

Yan Niang and Wen Wen looked at Magistrate Zhu together and nodded slightly at him, indicating their identities and that they were willing to get close to him.