Listening to Fang Jun's admonition, the official was not the slightest dissatisfied, and said respectfully: "Thank you Lord Hou for mentioning it, and you can save your position." ”

Fang Jun snorted, ignored him, looked at Fang Xuanling beside him, and said, "Father, let's go over." ”

"Hmm."

Fang Xuanling replied and glanced at his son deeply.

Once upon a time, this son let himself break his heart, when he was a child, he was clumsy, not good at words, and his mind was dull, and he was afraid that he would not be able to settle down in the future, so he asked for a royal family, so that the eldest son inherited the title and set up a household, and the second son could also become a concubine, and the two brothers took care of a few younger brothers and sisters, and the Fang family could protect the glory.

Later, all of a sudden, this stupid son suddenly opened his mind......

Not only is his tongue clever, he often chokes people, but he is also bold and careful in doing things, and many of his unbridled thinking is breathtaking, but he also causes trouble everywhere, and he often worries, even if this kind of temperament is high in official position, how far can he go?

However, now, this petty official of Jingzhao Mansion only expressed the respect he deserved on the surface as the Zaifu of the current dynasty, but he sincerely admired his son, as if he had actually become a foil......

There is no loss and dissatisfaction, only the satisfaction of Jackie Chan.

When the father and son arrived at the gate of the Wei Mansion, they were just in time for the filial son Wei Shuyu, dressed in white linen filial piety clothes, standing on a wooden stool in front of the door, and tied a string of white linen paper to a long wooden pole with a rope and erected it on the left side of the door.

This is called the New Year's Paper.

Hanging the New Year's paper means that the old man in the family has died. The year-old paper is folded with old white linen paper, cut from end to end, and connected into a chain, about three inches wide and about two feet long. The number is one for one year old, one for the sky, one for the earth, and Wei Zheng is sixty-one years old this year, so he cuts sixty-three sheets......

After hanging up the New Year's paper, Wei Shuyu got off the stool, and saw the father and son of the Fang family who came to mourn, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Fang Xuanling sighed and said: "The virtuous nephew doesn't need to be polite, and the mourning is smooth." ”

Fang Jun didn't say much.

Wei Shuyu led the two into the gate and came to the main hall where the spirit was stopped.

The atmosphere in the mourning hall is sad, the men, women and children of the Wei family are all here, men on the left and women on the right, kneeling beside the spirit, Wei Zheng, who has already put on a longevity robe, is parked on the door panel, and the family members can't cry at this time. Fang Jun saw that the coffin made of high-grade sandalwood he gave to Wei Zheng had been placed next to the door, and the family could not cry until the burial was completed.

Fang Jun sighed lightly, feeling a little heavy.

was reborn, accustomed to life and death, and has already seen life and death thoroughly, but at this time, it is still inevitable to sigh in his heart.

In any case, Wei Zheng's life can be called bright and upright, and he is a model of the eternal ministers, and the name of "human mirror" has been arched to future generations and has become a model for all famous ministers.

However, in the end, fame and deeds are just a handful of loess, which has decayed into dust and dirt in the years of history......

Fortunately, because of his appearance, Wei Zheng before his death will be entrusted to Chu Suiliang to return all the manuscripts to be burned, without this kind of thing, compared to His Majesty Li Er's remarks about Wei Zheng's admonitions over the years, and in order to create a positive image of "being upright and good at admonishing" to the world, it will inevitably take more care of Wei Zheng's descendants.

has already agreed to marry the princess of Xincheng to Wei Shuyu, and he will not regret it......

As long as they don't rebel after eating enough, Wei Zheng's descendants will definitely enjoy the shadow of their ancestors and rest with the country.

At this moment, the mourning hall has not yet been arranged, the father and son of the Fang family are the first to come to mourn, Fang Xuanling bowed, and was invited by the elders of the Wei family to go to the side hall for a while, before leaving, Fang Xuanling instructed Fang Jun: "You just stay here and help your uncle and brother take care of the sundries." ”

Even if there is no one in the Wei family, how can Wei Shuyu let the dignified Huating Marquis and the soldier help take care of the funeral? The two didn't have that friendship. However, Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng's colleagues are officials, and they have been friends for half their lives, although they don't move around much, but their friendship is there, which can be regarded as a favor sold to the Wei family.

Wei Shuyu naturally couldn't postpone it, and thanked him: "Thank you, uncle, then there will be Lao Erlang." ”

Fang Xuanling patted Wei Shuyu's shoulder and comforted: "Why be so polite? I have been friends with Brother Xuancheng for many years, and if there is anything I need my uncle's help in the future, I just need to speak, and I must not be separated. ”

Wei Shuyu's heart was moved, and he said continuously: "The little nephew can save it." ”

Fang Xuanling was accompanied by the Wei family and went to the left side hall to sit.

Wei Shuyu could not let Fang Jun help take care of the funeral, and arched his hand: "Erlang, go and sit on the side, if there is something, it is inevitable that Erlang will trouble Erlang for his brother." ”

As he was talking, he heard someone in the hall on the other side: "Erlang, come here!" ”

The voice is rough and full of temperament, Fang Jun follows the prestige, who else is it not Cheng Biting Jin?

He said a few words politely to Wei Shuyu, and turned around and entered the side hall on the right.

There are not many people in the hall, and there are not many people who know each other, Cheng bites Jin Dama Jin Dao and sits behind a bookcase, next to him is a Taoist priest with a handsome face, dressed in a green sermon robe fairy wind and bones, holding a brush, raising his face and smiling at Fang Jun: "Erlang, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm?" ”

But it's Li Chunfeng......

Fang Jun bowed his hand and said politely: "TOEFL TOEFL, it's still safe." ”

For Li Chunfeng, who is proficient in yin and yang and claims to be able to know five hundred years in advance and five hundred years later, and Yuan Tiangang, another "half-immortal" who has only heard his name but has not seen anyone, Fang Jun has always had scruples and remains vigilant. Fang Jun, who has been an atheist since he was a child, has long been shaken by a red heart after experiencing such a bizarre plot that cannot be explained by science.

In case someone "calculated" that he is a ghost who borrows a corpse to return his soul, he really can't think of any fate other than being burned alive.

Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng and other "half-immortal bodies" can be said to be his natural enemies......

Cheng Biting Jin didn't care what was half an immortal or half an immortal, he snatched the brush from Li Chunfeng's hand, and then waved his hand in disgust: "You have a bull's nose to dodge, this nose is very ugly, let Erlang write it." ”

Li Chunfeng is not angry, he is angry with Cheng Biting Jin, is he afraid of his long life? Even very expectantly, he got up and stood on the side of the bookcase, first poured the water in a small kettle into the inkstone, then pinched up a piece of ink, and said: "Erlang's words are really good-looking, and the poor road will study ink for Erlang." ”

Fang Junqi said: "What to write?" ”

Cheng Biting Jin said: "Obituary." ”

Fang Jun was embarrassed, writing an obituary for Wei Zheng, not only is it not unlucky, but it is a very glorious thing, the officials of the Manchu Dynasty do not know how many people in the world, who can have this qualification to write an obituary for Wei Zheng?

But the problem is that he can't write!

In the past, when I saw an obituary, I only took a cursory glance, who would pay attention to its formatting and grammar?

Fang Jun said honestly: "If it's not that the younger generation is unwilling, I really can't write ......"

As he was talking, Cheng Yanjin had already picked up a blank piece of paper on the table, which was full of handwriting, and said: "This bull's nose has been sitting here for a long time, and he will finish writing a draft, he is professional, and he will definitely not make mistakes, you can copy it according to it." ”

Fang Jun stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, it was the draft written by Li Chunfeng.

That's no problem, anyway, I don't plan to leave now, there's nothing to talk about while sitting, and it's not bad to write an obituary for Wei Zheng.

When he took the brush, dipped it in the ink polished by Li Chunfeng, and started writing.

"The unfilial son Wei Shuyu is guilty of a lot of sin, and he will die by himself, and the disaster will be prolonged.

Wei Gong Zheng Fujun, born in the second year of the elephant in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, mourned in the 15th year of the Tang Dynasty Zhenguan August 13, died at the age of 61.

Unfilial descendants are in the ranks, personally looking at the funeral, obeying the rites and dresses, and mourning the obituary.

Zi Shuyu, Shu Yu, Shu Wan, Shu Lu......"

The handwriting is round and beautiful, and the ink is dripping with a wave.

After all, Fang Jun's name of "talent" is famous, and the "Fang Ti Zi" is even more similar to the calligraphy tycoon Yu Shinan, Ouyang Xun, Chu Suiliang, etc., and it is a great honor to be able to see Fang Jun writing with his own eyes.

After all, this guy is very lazy, there is very little time to write, and there is almost no ink treasure in the outside world......

Cheng Biting Jin sighed: "Good words, good words!" ”

This brother is a bandit and entered the eyes of the world, but he is by no means a vulgar martial artist, his family has been an official for generations, his great-grandfather Cheng Xing worshiped Yanzhou Sima in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and his grandfather Cheng Zheguan worshiped Huangzhou Sima, his father once served as the Jeju Dazhongzheng in the Northern Qi Dynasty, a proper official of the fourth generation, not only has he read, but he has been a family since he was a child, and a famous teacher has taught, but this person is tired of literature and martial arts, brave and good at fighting, so the world does not know that his literary attainments are actually not low.

Naturally, the onlookers were also amazed.

It's not just flattery, the so-called "things gather people in groups", if you can get close to the Wei family, how can you be an uneducated white ding? Whether this handwriting is good or bad, you can naturally know at a glance......

Li Chunfeng also praised two sentences, but after changing the topic, he said: "In fact, Poor Dao is even more amazed by Erlang's mathematical attainments, and he has really reached the realm of pedantic heaven and man...... Last year, I had a correspondence with the teacher, and gave Erlang's "Mathematics" to the teacher, and later the teacher replied, Zeng Yan was deeply shocked, and he would probably return to Beijing before the winter of this year, and then he would go to the house to visit Erlang to discuss the way of mathematics. ”

His teacher is naturally Yuan Tiangang.

When Fang Jun heard this, he was shocked, his hand shook, and a drop of ink fell from the tip of his thin nose and dripped onto the obituary he had just written......