Lin Mo bowed his head and was silent all the way, and when he arrived in the town, Lin Mo called a few good grave builders, and then led everyone to a place, which was backed by mountains and rivers, with pleasant scenery, and most importantly, it was very quiet.

Lin Mo looked at this and smiled at Liu Siqing's coffin: "That is, you are one step ahead of me, do you know that this place is the cemetery I chose for me, and now I will give it to you, if you can still see each other in the next life, you have to pay off my debt slowly." The rest of the crowd were amused by Lin Mo's words, and even Cui'er laughed.

Lin Mo asked people to dig well, and he was going to choose a tombstone for Liu Siqing, which was the most important thing for Lin Mo. Zhao En took Liu Xin'er home first, and Lu Qingya had to follow Lin Mo to see the tombstone.

Lin Mo had no choice but to take Lu Qingya to the stonemason in the town. There were dozens of large and small stone tablets in front of the mason's house, and a fat man in his forties and fifties who was shirtless was busy working.

"Fat Wang, carve me a good bluestone tablet." As he spoke, he took out ten taels of silver.

The man looked back and saw that it was Lin Mo and took the silver with a smile: "Yo! The Lin family kid is still here, it's a big business. Who died this time? So generous. ”

"People in my family, if you give me a snack, if you don't carve it well, I will smash all the tablets in your shop."

"The people in your family? It can't be Lao Litou, right? It shouldn't be, he was still walking around here yesterday, and it looks good, but I didn't expect it. You take the money from the Lin family, I will give you this monument. As he spoke, he was going to return the silver to Lin Mo.

"Bah, what nonsense, it's not my grandfather, it's a friend of mine. If you talk nonsense again, I'll tell my grandfather to let him smash your shop. ”

Although Lin Mo was very loud, he couldn't hear that he was angry. After all, this man is one of the best people in town to have a good relationship with his grandfather, and the two of them often joke.

The two bet with each other to guess who would die first, and grandpa said that Wang Fatzi would die first and he would mourn without taking a penny, and Wang Fatzi said that his grandfather would die first and help him use the best tablet to engrave the words without taking a penny. Both of them are related to funerals, so they take life and death very lightly. Really because of the relationship between the two, Lin Mochai was not angry, but a little happy that his grandfather had such a friend.

Wang Fatzi took the money and led Lin Mo to the best stele in the store, "This stele is the best, the material is the best bluestone quarried from the mountains fifty miles away, and the cost alone is about seven taels, for your grandfather's sake, it will be cheaper for you." Lin Mo nodded and thanked the fat man.

Wang Fatzi asked, "What words do you want to engrave?" ”

"I'll write it to you." As he spoke, he wrote on a piece of paper similar to the size of the stone tablet, "The tomb of his beloved wife Liu Siqing, Fu Wenyuan wept and stood", and then read it for a while, and wrote two lines of poetry in the corner: "Ask what is the love in the world, and teach people to promise life and death." After writing, Wang Fatzi looked at it: "Good words, I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for a long time, and your kid's handwriting is getting better and better." ”

"That's natural, I've been practicing hard during this time, and that's a long time."

Lin Mo knows that if he wants to integrate into this world, he must accept the setting of this world, since reading is important, Lin Mo naturally has to read, and through reading and learning words, he will become an authentic "ancient", so that he will not fall behind in this world.

Let's talk about Lin Mo's words, that is a reason, when I chose a calligraphy class in college, the old man who taught calligraphy was very kind, although most of the calligraphy candidates were because the old man was good at talking, and he would not fail the course at the end of the term. But the surface work still has to be done, so Lin Mo still learned a little.

The old man loves "thin gold body", which is the particularly ink-saving font created by the famous Song Huizong, although Song Huizong is not good as the emperor, but the writing is really good. "Thin gold body" is the most beautiful font in the eyes of many people, although Lin Mo has not written calligraphy for a long time, but the key is still remembered, the foundation is still there, so this time I practiced the words again.

"Good words, like bones and bamboo, proudly self-reliant. Good poetry, lingering and compassionate, poignant and lingering. I didn't expect Lin Mo to be brilliant in your writing, which really surprised the old man. With this poem, this monument is estimated to be famous all over the world. Lu Qingya, who was on the side, looked at Lin Mo's words and poems with some surprise, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

Lin Mo blushed a little when he heard it, after all, this poem was not written by himself, and he was plagiarized, but according to the time, he was still in front of the original author, so theoretically this plagiarism was not established, and he said busily: "This poem was made by others, and I just borrowed it for use." ”

Lu Qingya looked at him, "Do you think I believe it?" Lin Mo couldn't explain it clearly, so he had to follow what he thought.

"I don't think I've ever seen this font, but although it's well written, it's not suitable for carving on a tablet." Wang Fatzi shook his head and said.

Lin Mo has no objection to this, after all, the word engraved on the stele looks undignified, so it is basically in regular script, that is, regular script.

"Then it's going to trouble you." Wang Fatzi nodded, and then took out a piece of paper and copied the words written by Lin Mo in neat regular script.

After writing it, Lu Qingya was surprised again, after all, this character is quite beautifully written, and it really doesn't match the temperament of Wang Fatzi, it is hard to imagine that this character comes from the hand of a big man with five big and three thick. "Hehe, Lin Mo, I'm not bad." Wang Fatzi said proudly.

Lin Mo nodded, this Wang Fat Man is also proud of capital, after all, there are very few people who read now, and it can be said that he has surpassed most scholars who can write such a handwriting, who can believe that Wang Fat Man has not read a book for a day, he is basically self-taught, but he has been a stonemason for decades, and he has carved countless tombstones, and he has written countless words, and he has practiced this word over time.

Seeing that the monument could not be built for a while, Lin Mo took Lu Qingya to find a mason to repair the tomb of Steward Wang first, and then to repair Liu Siqing's tomb.

This case is also thanks to Steward Wang's "strong support", which can be ironclad, although Lin Mo doesn't know whether Steward Wang is willing or not, but Lin Mo feels that since he doesn't speak, he should acquiesce.

When Lu Qingya left, he unknowingly took the painting written by Lin Mo away to me, and Lin Mo and Wang Fatzi didn't pay attention to Lu Qingya's small movements.

Lu Qingya has been criticizing Lin Mo all the way, making Steward Wang unable to live in peace after death, which is against the principles of heaven and will go to hell after death.

Lin Mo replied directly, "I asked, but he didn't speak, so I took it as his acquiescence." directly made Lu Qingya speechless, and almost lost his breath, and it took a long time to recover.

Several people came to Steward Wang's tomb, Lin Mo first asked Steward Wang's tomb to be opened again, put the bones, trachea and other "parts" that he took away last time into the tomb, and even put the dead mouse that ate Steward Wang's stomach into the coffin.

"Steward Wang has helped you this time, and all these borrowed things have been returned to you, which can be regarded as making your whole body complete. This time I can help you find out the cause of death, but you are also to blame, so be a good person in the next life. Of course, if you're in hell now, I didn't say it. After Lin Mo finished speaking, he asked the tomb to be repaired.

Lu Qingya looked at Lin Mo, forcibly held back the emotions in his heart, and a few words popped out from the corners of his mouth: "Do you say anything?" ”

On the other side, Ma Fu, in the main hall, Ma Zhiyuan sat on the chair dejectedly, as if he was old in an instant, Ma Ruoya was by his side to help him push his back smoothly, although his face was full of sadness, but Ma Ruoya still gritted her teeth and didn't cry, her lips had already shed a trace of blood, but Ma Ruoya just wiped it with her sleeve and didn't say a word.

"The old man and the junior are back."

A subordinate ran over in a panic, "Don't let them come in yet!" Ma Ruoyan called eagerly.

At this time, several subordinates walked in carrying Xiao San, and the two of them were wet and out of breath.

Ma Zhiyuan asked in a low voice, "What about Ruowen?" Why did you two come back? ”

Xiao San replied tremblingly: "The two of us, we have been running with the eldest young master, and we wanted to bring the eldest young master back, but the eldest young master ran all the way out of the city. Then, all of a sudden, he was transferred to the Qingliu River outside the city, it was the flood season, the river was turbulent, and the eldest young master was washed into the middle of the river at once. The two of us hurriedly jumped down to save the eldest young master, but one of us was not careful, and the eldest young master disappeared into the river. We swam for a long time but didn't find the eldest young master. I had to come back first to tell my master, Zheng Wu was still looking for someone to help continue the search. ”

Ma Zhiyuan was furious when he heard this: "You bunch of waste, what's the use of raising you, you can all lose the living people, if there are three long and two short, you don't want to stay in Ma Mansion in the future." Get out, get back and find it. ”

Xiao San and a few subordinates hurriedly retreated and continued to look for Ma Ruowen.

"No, I'm going too, I have to find Ruowen. Wakaya helped me up. I'm going to find Ruowen. Ma Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to prop up the chair.

Ma Ruoyan hurriedly stopped: "Dad, you are not in good health, don't go, in case there is any problem, what should this family do?" ”

Ma Zhiyuan took Ma Ruoya's hand and said: "Ruo Aya, why do you say this is happening, it's all my fault, when your mother gave me a concubine, I should have insisted on not accepting it at that time, otherwise it wouldn't have been the current situation, if I had known the relationship between Liu Siqing and Ruowen, I wouldn't have agreed anyway." Ma Zhiyuan's originally sad face showed remorse.

Ma Ruoya shook her head: "Dad, I don't blame you, you don't know, why did my mother give you Naliu Siqing in the first place?" Speaking of her mother, Ma Ruoya's face showed a trace of dissatisfaction and hatred, if she hadn't made the decision to take a concubine for her father, she wouldn't have done this, and if she hadn't asked Liu Xin'er to find evidence, Xin'er wouldn't have been poisoned.

"Don't blame your mother, we are all at fault in this matter, the important thing now is to find your eldest brother." Ma Zhiyuan said.

"Well, don't worry, Dad, I'll go find my eldest brother now, and I will definitely bring him back safely." Saying that, Ma Ruoyan turned around and ran out.

Looking at Ma Ruoya's figure, Ma Zhiyuan's eyes were a little complicated: "Ruoya, don't hate your father." ”

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