One of Zhu Sheng's sons is in his hometown in Huizhou, and the other is coming to Beijing from other places to take up his post, and the academy has already sent someone to deliver a letter to them, and it is estimated that it will take some time to arrive, and the funeral academy has to handle it first.

The coffin has been made a few years ago and has been parked in the house, which is normal in ancient times, no old man would be taboo, otherwise how would it be called a happy material, and if there is a condition, you have to find someone to paint it every year, and the same is true for Zhu Sheng, so that everyone has saved a lot of effort.

As for the shroud, is there a more suitable than the python robe given by Lao Zhu, Ma Du and several old men dressed him together, placed him in the coffin, and each received the task of writing a sacrificial inscription or arranging the mourning hall, waiting for the old people in Beijing to come to pay their respects, and then Zhu Sheng's son helped the coffin back to his hometown and buried with his wife.

Zhu Sheng's tomb was already optimistic about it before his death, and it was in his hometown Zhan Tian (Zhantian, Zhantian). In the "Zhu Fenglin Collection", there is a five-character poem "De Zhan Tian Jiacheng" that reads, "Feng Shui sets Zhan Tian, Tibetan River and Shichuan." Pay attention to the half of the world, and the Tibetan body will pay for a thousand years. The sea is full of wind and dust, and the lights in the south of the city are biased. Why do relatives and friends cry and smile into the Yellow Spring. ”

In later generations, there was Zhu Sheng's tomb in Nanlonggang, Yancheng, as for why he would be buried where there are two theories, one is that Zhu Sheng's last time spent his last time there to be buried on the spot, and the other is that Zhu Sheng's descendants were engaged in salt trading as Hui merchants, and they set up a mound for the convenience of sacrifice.

Zhu Sheng is not only an honest man in Lao Zhu's mouth, but also a generous elder who has no quarrel with the world in the eyes of the vast majority of people.

The first is naturally the students of the academy, and in the middle of the night, they began to sweep the grocery stores near Fangshan to buy incense, candles, and paper money, and when the morning dawned, they would not pay New Year's greetings, and a group of ten and eight would go to the spirit to mourn.

followed by the Zhuang family of the Ma family, although Zhu Sheng usually does not have much contact with them, but he has taught their children and grandchildren. In addition, they also have a kind of thinking, although the archway of the academy says Royal Academy, they can't read and write. Since it was funded by Hou Ye, it was Hou Ye's, and Hou Ye's was theirs, and a gentleman in the academy passed away, so they naturally couldn't stand idly by.

The dealer has long been not the broken household in the past, and the generous and tight shot, the incense, candles, and paper money that were not used to worship the ancestors at the end of the year were brought in one go, Ma Du felt that he was about to be submerged, and with so much money, no matter whether Zhu Sheng went to the West Heaven Bliss or the Netherworld Mansion, he would live happily.

"Fangshan Majiazhuang Cui Siliu and the whole family of men mourn to Young Master Zhu!" Madu shouted in a hoarse voice, not understanding why he had such an errand as a guest, and now he felt that his throat was about to catch fire. It's all because he was inexperienced for the first time, he was too sincere, and he shouted the names of all the students one by one before, and it was strange that his throat didn't hurt.

Lao Cui knocked on the drum in front of the door with a wooden mallet, and then took the whole family of men to the spirit to make an arch to mourn, although there were no relatives and friends to cry in return, but there were disciples bowed down to thank them.

When Lao Cui came out, he didn't forget to say to Ma Du: "If Master Hou is holding a funeral banquet, go to my house to get Ma Hou eggs!" "It seems that without his family's Songhua eggs, the banquet in this world will not be possible.

finally sent the dealer away, only to see Huang Youcai take the lead and bring a large group of people, either residents of the nearby high-end community or surrounding merchants, and everyone also carried incense, candles, and paper money.

Ma Du hurriedly stopped and said in a dumb voice: "What are you doing here, hurry back, don't let the copper stench smoke Mr. Zhu's heroic spirit." ”

Huang Youcai looked sad, much sadder than Ma Du, "Where did you start with Master Hou's words, although we businessmen are lowly and lowly, but the old mountain chief is far away from the vulgar current, and has never looked down on us. Now that the mountain chief is driving the crane west, how can the villain not come to mourn. ”

"Yes, the old mountain is kind and friendly, and he put a feng shui array in the villain's store last year, and he took over a big deal in less than a month."

"The villain gave birth to a son last year, and after a hundred days, Young Master Zhu went to put some ink on his belly, and he will be full of economy in the future, so Master Hou will let us in."

Having said that, of course, Ma Du couldn't be unkind, so he put these businessmen and wealthy households in, and a voice behind him suddenly said: "Brother Yunsheng is a good match, and he has set a good example for Ye." ”

Ma Du turned his head to look at Ye Dui, "I just said that this group of people would not have donated a sum of money to the academy for no reason last year, it turned out that Mr. Zhu had collected it." Mr. Ye came just in time, the junior has a little sore throat, you can replace me first. ”

"The old man is here to send you the inscription, I just asked Song Zhongwen to copy it, and I will quickly find someone to engrave it and send it to Huizhou together. The old man is the chief of the mountain, and if he wants to do it, he should also be the chief priest, and if the inscription is taken, I will also write the sacrifice. Ye Dusai gave Ma Du a roll of paper, turned his head and went back to the academy.

This old man's character is going in very fast, is the mountain chief amazing, when I run away, the academy is out of money, and you are in a hurry.

In the afternoon, when the officials of the imperial court heard the news, they came in groups of three or five, and there were more and more people, but fortunately, Ma Du caught Yuan Jiuli, who came to mourn, to be a strong man, otherwise this voice would really be wasted.

Zhu Biao also came over in the middle of the afternoon, his eyes were red as if he had cried, Ma Duxin said that this child is really good-hearted, and the friendship with Zhu Sheng is not deep and so sad.

Ma Du personally led him to the mourning hall to mourn Zhu Sheng, and when he saluted, he found that his right hand was wrapped in gauze, and there were faint blood stains that seemed to be a new injury.

"These boxes are the wealth and silks rewarded by the emperor for the funeral of Young Master Zhu, and the uncle will just hand it over to Mr. Zhu's son at that time. By the way, and Song Shi is going to arrive in Beijing in the next two days, and the reason why he came so late is because he fell ill on the road. Song Shi will stay in Beijing for a day at most, and the criminal department will be sent to Maozhou after completing the process, and my uncle will only arrange more people to take care of him along the way. ”

"Your Highness, rest assured, the ship, carriage, horse, servant, and doctor Weichen have long been prepared, and they will be well protected by Master Song." Ma Du always felt that Zhu Biao was a little different today, and he couldn't say what was different, "How can His Highness's hand be injured, show Weichen, spring is coming, don't be infected and inflamed." ”

Ma Du was about to take Zhu Biao's hand, but Zhu Biao hid his hand behind him and said with a smile: "I accidentally touched it, uncle, don't worry about me, I'm not a child anymore." ”

Ma Du knew that Zhu Biao had told a lie the next day, and the matter of the father and son of the Heavenly Family in the Imperial Garden began to spread in the ears of the courtiers and officials, and it seemed that they had all seen it.

An east wind immediately blew above the court, and it was from the East Palace. The East Palace, which has always had little contact with foreign ministers, suddenly was full of guests, and the civil and military generals carried a generous gift to the future master of the Ming Dynasty to congratulate the joy of the New Year, although it was a little late but full of enthusiasm, and the threshold of the East Palace was almost flattened.

Ma Du finally understood what was different about Zhu Biao, his reason may not make sense, but his actions told Lao Zhu to a certain extent that he was also a determined and responsible prince.

The secret affairs of the deep palace cannot be passed on without Lao Zhu's nod, as for Lao Zhu's calculations, Ma Du also understands that he is cultivating his son's prestige among the hundred officials, instead of paving the way for Zhu Biao, it is better to make him strong and capable of cutting through thorns.

This kind of thing is impossible to happen to other emperors, even absurd and ridiculous, and it will only be played out on this father and son, which is really a father's love and filial piety.

Ma Du also decided to feel sorry for his son, "Five or six went to clean up the incense ashes in the ancestral hall!" ”

Just when others were running to the East Palace, Ma Du saw Song Lian locked in a prisoner car on the edge of the Yangtze River, and he hadn't seen Song Lian for a year, and the Buddha was ten years old, and the spirit on his body seemed to be drained all at once.

He curled up in the prisoner cart and said only to Mado, "You shouldn't come!" ”

The doctor took his pulse and said that he was not seriously ill but was infected with wind and cold, and it seemed that he was so depressed that he had no will to survive.

"Master Song didn't know that the student had just come out of the edict a few days ago, Brother Zhong Yan was alive and well and had never been punished, and his family was also protected by his mother, and now he is doing well."

Song Lian shook his head and sighed, "It's just for a while." ”

"Master Song doesn't know, now things have taken a turn for the better!" Ma Du immediately told him about Lao Zhu's father and son in the Imperial Garden, as well as the east wind blowing in the court today.

Song Lian has been a prodigy since he was a child, and he immediately understood the trick, but he still didn't believe it, "Really? How could the prince do such a thing? ”

He has participated in most of Zhu Biao's current life, and he knows Zhu Biao no better, but he really doesn't believe that the gentle and elegant Zhu Biao is also a ruthless person.

"Don't dare to deceive Master Song, everyone knows about this matter. However, the student also knew that in order to intercede for Master Song, the Taishi jumped into the ice river to blackmail the emperor before. ”

Hearing this, Song Lian slapped heavily on the fence of the prisoner car and said sadly: "The prince is deeply affectionate, how can he repay the old man!" ”

"What Master Song can do is not to live up to the friendship of the prince, take care of your body and endure for a while, and there will be a day when you will turn over."

When sending Song Lian on the boat, he finally saw that he was a little angry, and Ma Du's lips and tongue were finally not in vain. Lao Zhu wants to establish his prestige for Zhu Biao, so naturally he has to drop a few real hammers, and if he doesn't let go now, of course he is waiting for Ma Du's flying technique!