Noble son of the poor family (59)

The next day, before Lin Yutong could ask the fourth master if he had thought about it, he was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Master......" Wu Chunlai came in and gasped, making Lin Yutong wonder if the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard were a little too far apart.

She motioned to Cherry to pour Wu Chunlai a cup of tea, and then said, "Don't worry, the sky is falling, and there is a master on it!"

The fourth master broke the steamed bun in his hand and put the beef sauce made by Lin Yutong into it, only to glance at Lin Yutong helplessly, turn his face and say to Wu Chunlai: "Yes, don't worry." Take your time. ”

Wu Chunlai drank the boiled water, and then hurriedly said, "Master, madam, there is a funeral team at the door." Pulled a coffin outside our house......"

As soon as the year was over, someone came with a coffin. What is this trying to do?

Find bad luck!

Yesterday I sent a dragon chair, and today I sent a coffin. What's going on?

Lin Yutong's face changed, but the fourth master's face did not change at all, but while eating, he asked Wu Chunlai, "Did you tell me who they are?"

Wu Chunlai said in a low voice: "It is said that it is Qincha, and the person lying in the coffin is Lord Fan Dongzhefan, the head of the household......"

Lin Yutong was a little confused, and even the fourth master couldn't help but look at Wu Chunlai. What does that mean?

The imperial court sent a messenger to come, but the messenger was lying in a coffin.

"Dead?" Lin Yutong asked in surprise. But what does this death have to do with my own family, and I can't pull the coffin to my door.

Wu Chunlai was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sad face: "Madam, this is the terrible thing that he is lying in the coffin if he is not dead." ”

Lin Yutong was confused when he heard it, but the fourth master understood a little.

"Alright, let's go and see. The fourth master said and got up.

The two of them went straight to the gate. He is really Qincha, this person who wears linen and filial piety, can't let him enter the door, right?

When he arrived at the door, Fang Changqing was already there. He is now officially on the errand of Mr. Staff.

There was a carriage at the door, and there were five sturdy young men beside the carriage, dressed in sackcloth and wearing filial piety belts on their heads. On the other side, there was a man with two mustaches talking to Fang Changqing.

There was a black-lacquered coffin on the carriage, and a gap was exposed at one end of the coffin, apparently, there were people inside.

Fang Changqing was almost as good as the mustache said, before he turned to the fourth master and reported in a low voice: "...... The emperor crowned the marquis as the prince of Zhenguo ......"

The fourth master smiled, and couldn't help but glance at Lin Yutong, as if to say, this is what you guessed to rely on.

Lin Yutong couldn't help pursing his lips and said in a low voice: "The title is generous, but there is nothing real at all." She looked at Fang Changqing, "What else did you give? gold, silver, jewelry, soldiers and horses?"

Fang Changqing touched his nose before he said again: "I rewarded two jars of imperial wine, an octagonal official hat, and a golden book and a golden seal." He pointed to the coffin, as well as the few people wearing linen and filial piety, and explained, "The emperor asked Lord Fan to be Lord Qincha, but Lord Fan sent back all the honor guards prepared by the Ministry of Rites. ”

Lin Yutong nodded, those colorful things are too attractive. There are refugees all the way, and when I see them, I can't think I've caught a fat sheep.

"Not only did he not put up a guard of honor, but he also sent all the original guards, leaving only a few strong ones, preparing a coffin, and just like that......

Lin Yutong said with a smile: "That's right, where are there so many funerals? No one robs the dead of their money......"

Fang Changqing also said with some admiration: "The things given by the emperor are all put into the coffin. This could have been reached without fail. Who knew that there was a wind chill on the way, and Master Fan fell ill. In a hurry, they placed Master Fan in a coffin...... "He pointed to the mustache on the side of the carriage, "that is the deputy envoy of the Qin Mission, Lord Liu of the Ministry of Rites." ”

The fourth master went down the steps and walked down.

As soon as he reached the coffin, he stretched out a hand from the coffin, followed by it, and the other hand pushed the coffin board, and then sat up. His face was pale, and it was evident that he was not lightly ill.

He looked struggling, "Hou Ye smiled." ”

The fourth master went over in person and helped Fan Dongzhe, "Why did Lord Fan say this, in troubled times, it is not easy for you to come to Beijing safely." ”

As he spoke, he said hello, and Li Jian and Wu Chunlai stepped forward and fished Fan Dongzhe out of the coffin.

"Carry back to the house, please doctor. The fourth master gave an order and went inside.

Lin Yutong explained to Fang Changqing in a low voice: "These people are placed in the post house, and Ming'er told them that Master Fan died of illness. Send them back to Jinling. ”

Fang Changqing was stunned, "Madame......" could it be that he wanted to kill Fan Dongzhe. Immediately after, his thought flashed, she didn't want to kill Fan Dongzhe, but wanted to keep him. Anyway, if he is sick, he is very sick, and if he dies, he just doesn't want to stay. In this way, Fan Dongzhe's family will also be very safe in Jinling.

But this method is too scoundrel.

"Let's do it. Lin Yutong glanced at Fang Changqing, undoubtedly.

Fan Dongzhe is indeed very sick, and this disease is not wind cold, but typhoid fever. If it's two days late, it's really not good.

Lin Yutong looked at the prescription prescribed by the doctor, and secretly increased or decreased the medicinal materials, which was called Wu Chunlai, "Call a special person to serve and decoct the medicine, and there must be no mistake." ”

When I looked up, I saw the fourth master fiddling with the official hat in his hand again, and then threw it out casually, "It's not very sincere to take an empty title to contain people." ”

Lin Yutong was just about to speak, when Fang Changqing walked in.

"Settled?" the fourth master asked.

Fang Changqing nodded, "It's settled." He glanced at Lin Yutong before he said to the fourth master, "I have also arranged a doctor to hand over the news that Lord Fan is not well." ”

The fourth master glanced at Lin Yutong, "Do what Madame said." ”

Fan Dongzhe is a person, he heard Mr. Lu Henglu mention it. His appointment as the head of the household department was the result of Mr. Lu's recommendation. "This person is undoubtedly capable, flexible and flexible, not pedantic. Such a capable person, naturally, can't be missed when you see it......"

When Qin Cha left the capital, Fan Dongzhe's illness really slowly improved. I heard that I was 'sick to death', and I almost got angry.

I got a coffin by myself, and now it's okay, and I really put myself in it.

Lin Yutong personally took the medicine bowl and held it over, "Sir, all the mistakes are my fault." I'll apologize to you first. ”

Fan Dongzhe glared at Lin Yutong, his chest heaving. Is this an understatement, and a mistake can be passed?

The fourth master said: "Neiko has a stubborn temperament, and if Mr. wants to blame me, blame me." However, I also mean to keep Mr. In this current situation, it is not a glorious thing to be a chincha, and the risks involved, I think Mr. knows better than me. But why did so many ministers in the court send you to such a high-ranking official? Is it really that the title of the duke of my country is so important. If it's really so important, it should be the Ministry of Rites Shangshu who personally declares the decree, not you, the Hubu Shangshu, right?"

Fan Dongzhe choked, of course this is true. No one knows better than himself how he has been ostracized.

"I heard that Mr.'s niece is King Zheng's side concubine?" Lin Yutong suddenly asked.

Fan Dongzhe's face was even more ugly, which was really hard to say.

King Zheng's side concubine, nominally his niece. But his sister died of illness within half a year of marriage. This side concubine is the eldest daughter of his brother-in-law. was King Zheng's concubine before, and later King Zheng promoted this concubine to a side concubine in order to win him over. His brother-in-law immediately recorded this eldest daughter in his sister's name, and now, in terms of etiquette, he really became his niece.

Originally, it was very common for nobles of the family to marry each other, and it was very common to have intricate roots. He just laughed it off. Isn't it a joke to choose a position for the sake of this relationship? Not to mention a fake niece who is not related by blood, or a daughter-in-law, in the face of major events, you have to think twice.

This would be the case under normal conditions. couldn't stand it, King Zheng suddenly reversed.

The emperor was already suspicious, and he would rather kill by mistake than let go of such a thing. If it weren't for the fact that his position was really important, he couldn't be disposed of casually, but he was afraid that the emperor would be angry, and he might not be able to do anything.

Obviously it doesn't work, but secretly the little shoes are not coming right away? I have always looked down on eunuchs like Feng Hai. No, when I encountered such a drudgery, I was pushed out.

Bandits are rampant, bandits are rampant, and the victims rebel. In addition, it was freezing all the way, and I was running around for days, so I became ill on the road. If you didn't know the attitude of the top towards you, how could the people below dare to be so perfunctory to yourself, not to delay the medical treatment, but to put themselves in the coffin and hurry up, this is disgusted with their slow death.

Seeing the sad and indignant look on his face, the fourth master said, "Mr. stayed, but he faked his death." If you really want to go back, I'm afraid that you will be really dead. Sir, rest assured, I will send someone to take Mr.'s family back to the capital as soon as possible for reunion. The old husband's mansion in the capital is still there, and the old servants who stayed in the house are all fine. Sir wants to go back and see, you can also. Just go back at night and hide from someone. ”

Fan Dongzhe glanced at the fourth master with a complicated face, then closed his eyes and muttered: "Loyal and abandoned......!

Lin Yutong slowly withdrew at this time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he saw Wu Chunlai coming over with a food box, Lin Yutong took it with his own hands, "Give it to me, I'll send it in person." ”

Just as he was about to lift the curtain, he heard the fourth master ask Fan Dongzhe: "What is Mr. most afraid of?"

Lin Yutong heard Fan Dongzhe's deep voice, "After this experience, what I am most afraid of is death." ”

She was amused and lifted the curtain to go in.

The fourth master was not disturbed for a moment, and asked with a smile: "What does Mr. love the most?"

Lin Yutong listened with his ears pricked up while putting the food on the end. How do you feel that the fourth master seems to be doing a mental test. Is this a new skill he's gotten in?

I heard Mr. Fan cough before he said, "Of course, my favorite thing is wealth." In the next household book, worry about silver all day long, what do you love if you don't love money?"

Afraid of death and love money!

This is a real person!