Meishan Su family, Su Yun is the most virtuous

Chapter 1: A Thousand Miles to Repay a Gratitude (Already signed, feel free to save and read!)
The second year of Yuanfeng, the twelfth month.

Bianjing.

Unlike the warm and humid Meishan, Bianjing is freezing cold in the twelfth lunar month.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Su Yun's face felt stinging.

The cold wind penetrated through the clothes and went straight into the gaps between the bones.

Su Yun ignored the cold and stared closely at the building with its gate facing north on the north side of Dongcheng Street.

Most of the houses in Bianjing faced south, but this building faced north, which was very unusual.

The building was surrounded by cypress trees, on which crows lived, and was called "Wu Tai".

Oh, it is the highest law enforcement agency of the Song Empire - the Censorate.

The main gate of the Censorate was tightly closed, but many clerks were coming in and out of the small doors on both sides, each with a fierce look on their faces.

Someone saw Su Yun observing the Censorate nearby and gave him a warning look.

Su Yun quickly retracted his neck and hid his tall body.

Suddenly his eyes lit up. A middle-aged man with disheveled hair, skinny body and extremely miserable appearance was half-supported and half-held by two sturdy soldiers as he squeezed out of the small door.

"That's him!"

Su Yun stretched out his long legs and walked towards the three people.

When the two soldiers saw Su Yun coming, they immediately reached for the bulge on their waists and shouted, "Who are you? Stop!"

Su Yun bowed deeply to the ground and said in a sad voice, "Uncle Ninety-two, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

The two soldiers were a little stunned.

The middle-aged man slowly raised his head and saw a tall young man from his scattered hair. He was a little surprised and asked, "Are you a descendant of the Meishan Su family?"

Su Yun immediately asked, "Uncle Ninety-Two, do you still remember Su Lin?"

The middle-aged man looked dazed, like an old man who was about to die, and he seemed to have difficulty remembering anything. Su Yun felt a pain in his heart when he saw this.

Zhao Xu, Zhao Xu, look at you, look at you, how could you torture Su Shi, one of the most talented people in the 5,000 years of Chinese history, into this state? Your Zhao family deserves to suffer disgrace!
Su Yun thought of the records in the Wutai Poetry Case:

[In an instant, he pulled a governor away like a dog or a chicken]...

[I feel sorry for the Northern Wuxing Guard, who can’t bear to hear the insults all night long]…

During the nearly two months of interrogation from August 20th to mid-October, Su Shi suffered unspeakable humiliation and torture both mentally and physically.

In order to achieve their goals, these villains would do anything, shouting insults or even beating people up. If daytime is not enough, they would hold trials at night.

At that time, there was another minister named Su Song, who was imprisoned for being framed while trying a murder case. He was held in the cell next to Su Shi's. He heard with his own ears the various inhuman abuses that the imperial censors inflicted on Su Shi, and he lamented deeply.

Su Shi, an idol of many people in later generations, was tortured into this state by you!
Su Yun said sadly: "My ninety-second uncle, my father is Su Lin, my mother is Li, and he is the fifty-third child in the Meishan Su family.

When my parents got married, they couldn't afford a wedding, and it was your mother who funded their wedding. Do you remember?"

Su Shi suddenly remembered that his mother, Mrs. Cheng, was a successful businessman. After making a lot of money, she generously provided financial aid to students in the village, helped the elderly and the poor, and took good care of her clansmen.

And there seems to be such a provision that if any clan member has difficulties in getting married or going to school, he can come to the door and the mother will generously donate money to provide financial assistance.

Su Lin...fifty-three...oh, I remember him!
Su Shi looked at Su Yun carefully, and he felt that she looked very similar to the fifty-three-year-old sister-in-law in his memory.

The fifty-third brother's sister-in-law was a famous beauty in Meishan. Su Yun was tall and looked very similar to his mother. Su Shi was delighted and said, "You are indeed the descendant of the fifty-third brother. How are the fifty-third brother and the fifty-third sister-in-law doing recently? How did you come to Bianjing? Are there any other relatives here?"

Facing Su Shi's excitement, Su Yun seemed quite calm and answered one by one: "Uncle Ninety-two, my father and mother passed away ten years ago.

I, your humble nephew, came to Bian Jing to visit you, my ninety-second uncle.

As for the other tribesmen, well, the journey is long, so they won’t come for the time being, but they miss you very much.”

Although Su Shi was very romantic, he was not ignorant of the ways of the world. He was immediately saddened when he heard this.

Yes, in this situation, even if it is a member of the clan, they will stay away to avoid being implicated by me. If you want to blame someone, just blame yourself for your misconduct!

Then Su Shi was surprised and asked, "Did Brother Fifty-three and Sister-in-law Fifty-three actually die ten years ago?"

Su Yun nodded and said, "Yes."

Su Shi sighed, then thought of something and said, "Su Yun, you should be only about ten years old. When your parents died ten years ago, who did you live with?"

Su Yun smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Ninety-Two. Although my nephew's parents died young, he is taken care of by his clansmen. Although his life is a little hard, he has grown up."

When Su Shi heard this, he felt even more sad for Su Yun's life.

Su Yun said it lightly, but what he actually meant was that after his parents passed away, he was left alone.

When he was less than ten years old, he had to rely on himself to make a living.

The so-called care from clan members is nothing more than giving some rice and flour during the New Year and other festivals to prevent outsiders from bullying them.

As for things like reading and education, there is none of that.

When Su Shi thought about this, the fear he had originally felt after the inhumane treatment he had suffered at the Censorate faded a little.

The child in front of me is much more miserable than me!
Su Shi asked gently, "Su Yun, why did you come to Bianjing this time?"

Su Yun said: "Before my parents passed away, they told me about the kindness of my 92nd uncle's family, saying that if my 92nd uncle's family ever needed anything, I, Su Yun, would repay them with all my heart.

More than a month ago, I heard in Meishan that my uncle was framed, and there was no movement in the clan, so I rushed to Bianjing to see if my uncle could use me. "

Su Shi was surprised and asked, "You came to Bianjing from Meishan alone?"

The journey from Shuzhong to Bianjing was long and dangerous. Not to mention the bandits and robbers on the road, the steepness of the road alone was enough to scare away many people.

The people of Shu are not very willing to leave Sichuan to serve as officials. It is not that they are indifferent to fame and fortune, but it is really not easy to leave Sichuan.

A young man traveled thousands of miles to Bian Jing. Just thinking about it is enough to imagine what kind of difficulties he went through!
Su Shi shed tears of gratitude and felt very warm in his heart.

This warmth came from Su Yun's gratitude, and also made Su Shi feel the legacy left by his mother.

Mother, I never thought that after so many years since you passed away, you are still taking care of your useless child.

Just when Su Shi was moved, a joyful voice came: "Daddy, Daddy, you are out!"

Su Shi looked towards the source of the voice with joy. It was his eldest son Su Mai.

Su Shi was arrested from Huzhou, and only his eldest son Su Mai was able to go.

He followed and took care of her all the way. Recently, the money and food ran out, so Su Mai went outside the city to borrow money, and just rushed back now.

When the father and son met, they held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)