Chapter 413: The Second Uncle Dies
It wasn't until March 3, after the Shangsi Festival, that Zheng Sui and the others returned to Linru. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Soon, I received news that my second uncle died in Xingyang at the age of eighty-nine.
When Zheng Sui first heard the obituary, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Among the older generation, in addition to the grandfather, third uncle and grandmother, the remaining second, fourth and fifth uncles are all rare in the world, especially the second house Sun is prosperous.
Before the death of the second uncle, the second room was already six generations in the same house, and the seventh generation was expected.
The second uncle had a successful career in his life, rising step by step, until he was ranked one of the eight princes, returned to his hometown for retirement, and now he has a blessed life, his life experience is enough to make the world envious.
In the history of a thousand years, there must be a stroke.
Looking back on the life of the second uncle, it is in line with the words on the Zheng family tree: Zheng Zhixun is an official and has a national history.
It can be said that it is a true portrayal of this sentence.
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The fourth uncle is the younger brother, the seventh uncle and the eighteenth uncle are the nephews, and the two of them have a year's decay uniform.
Zheng Wei's brother of this generation has five months of small service.
As for the words, there is only a three-month period.
Zheng Sui was still thinking about this funeral ceremony, and in Wenqu Garden, there was news that the fourth uncle was going back to Xingyang for the funeral.
The fourth uncle is eighty-six years old, and Rao is in good health, but at this age, how dare he let his old man travel a long distance from the south to Xingyang.
Fortunately, I immediately received a letter from my fifth brother Zheng Wei.
One moment ago, Zheng Sui praised the fifth brother in his heart for being prescient and expecting things like a god, and the next moment, after reading the letter, he couldn't help but laugh, and the fifth brother said that he couldn't take a break to return to Linru recently, and asked Huan Yu to help persuade the fourth uncle to stop.
This is directly throwing the pot to Huan Yu.
Huan Yu's whole face suddenly darkened, and he gritted his teeth in the direction of Kyoto.
Zheng Sui smiled: "You should help the fifth brother and let him owe you a favor." ”
"I don't want his favors. ”
Looking at Huan Yu's angry appearance, and thinking about it again, what the fifth brother wanted him to say, the fifth brother himself didn't dare to say it in front of the fourth uncle.
Otherwise, the fourth uncle is angry, and he is afraid that he will kill the fifth brother.
Right now, in the south, Shiro has the highest seniority, and there are children and nephews in the family, no one has the courage to dissuade the fourth uncle, no wonder the fifth brother will entrust this matter to Huan Yu.
In recent years, Huan Yu has been in Linru and has a very good relationship with his fourth uncle......
In Zheng Sui's opinion, the words of the fifth brother are the most effective.
As soon as he thought of this, Zheng Sui pulled Huan Yu and coaxed: "Okay, I don't want his favor, Ah Ping, I'll take you this favor, okay?"
Hearing this, Huan Yu looked up, only to see Zheng Sui's expression with a bit of rare flattery, soft and soft, with a long smile on his face, like the autumn moon, the spring light is melting, and the eyebrows and eyes are flowing wantonly, which is fascinating.
For a while, I couldn't refuse.
With a wave of his long arm, he tightened Zheng Sui into his arms and rubbed it twice, "Between the two of us, Ah Sui, do you want to give me a favor?"
Hearing Huan Yu's extremely unhappy tone, and meeting his extremely unkind gaze, Zheng Sui hurriedly laughed and denied, "Don't mention it, don't mention it again, I will only remember for you that the fifth brother owes you a favor." ”
As he spoke, his fingers counted on Huan Yu's broad shoulders.
She begged Huan Yu to do something, so she had to obey him and let him agree.
Fortunately, Huan Yu was finally willing to go to Wenqu Yuan to meet the fourth uncle.
“…… Originally, I was an outsider, and I shouldn't have said it, but Gorou has asked me, and I have to talk to your old man. ”
"My brother is gone, and your old man is sad in his heart, we can all understand it, but right now, you are in the south, and there are a lot of nephews and nephews around you, even if you are mourning, there is no reason to let you go back alone. ”
"If you want to go back, these sons and nephews will go back with you, including Shiro Zheng Jun, Wulang Zheng Wei, etc., especially the seventh uncle and the eighteenth uncle, who resigned from the official position and Ding Wei, which is also in line with filial piety. ”
When Huan Yu said this, Lord Zheng Shilang's white eyebrows couldn't help but move, and his lips were already moving, as if they would interrupt his words at any time.
Huan Yu saw it, his face was not obvious, but his heart was like a mirror, Zheng Wei really called the lifeblood of Lord Shiro.
"Gorou said, if you must go back to Xingyang, he and his uncle and brother will resign together and accompany you back to Xingyang to attend the funeral......"
"This obstacle. Lord Shiro couldn't help but scold, grabbed the inkstone on the desk, and smashed it out, with a bang, and the inkstone was unharmed.
After landing, the inkstone rolled in a circle on the blue brick floor.
Huan Yurao was mentally prepared enough, and he was also startled, and saw that Lord Shiro was angry, and his face was red with anger, I was afraid that at this moment, Zheng Wei was here, and the inkstone would be smashed on him.
That guy has no last resort.
Lord Shiro cares most about not the career of his nephews and nephews.
For a long time, I only heard Lord Shiro say viciously: "Then what does he mean?"
Gorou suggested that Jielang, Xunlang, and Xunlang, the nephews of the three Yanzi generations, go to the funeral instead of the elders. ”
Speaking of this, looking at Zheng Shilang's puffed out red cheeks, without the intention of hindering, Huan Yu continued: "In addition to Jie Lang, Xun Lang and Xun Lang are returning to Xingyang for the first time, and they just go back to worship their ancestors. ”
The commandment is the head of the third room, and Xun Lang is the head of the fourth room.
As for Xunlang, the Changfang Changzhi has always been stationed in Xingyang, and Zheng Wei asked Xunlang to go back, more to participate in the ancestor worship.
"Wulang said, even if he doesn't return to Xingyang, the funeral ceremony in the south cannot be abolished, and he will come back to accompany his uncle to participate in the sacrifice with Qiqi. ”
"It's like a human saying. "Lord Shiro's mood is still not good.
After calming down, I had to praise Zheng Wei thoughtfully.
The most hateful thing is that this nephew never talks to him well, and he will be angry every time.
"So you agreed?"
Lord Zheng Shilang let out two hums from his nose, "Now he is in charge, I am old, how can I still have the right to speak." ”
"Uncle, look at what you said, you are an elder, a family of scholars, and you have always been young and orderly. Huan Yu said lightly, he didn't mind at all, and made a stumbling block for Zheng Wei.
"Ayu, don't compliment me, you don't know the situation of our family, it's all the kid's say. ”
Lord Zheng Shilang waved his hand, "I want to go back to Xingyang, it is true that my heart is sad because of the death of my second brother, but it is more for myself, I want to go home and have a look." ”
"As the saying goes: The leaves fall back to the roots, the soul returns to the hometown, I really want to go back, and now when I go back, I may be able to meet the fifth brother before his death. ”
Hearing this, Huan Yu looked at Lord Zheng Shilang who was sitting on the crypt again, and only felt that Lord Zheng Shilang had suddenly become bald since he promised not to return to Xingyang.
Think about it, Lord Zheng Shilang has been away from his hometown for more than 60 years.
As you get older, the more homesickness you feel.
Many years later, Huan Yu himself deeply realized the helplessness of Zheng Shilang at this moment.