The scenery of the rich and noble families in Fushi County is buried, and there are often sixty-four people in a battle, and the momentum is huge, as if sending the gods to their places; In the army, there are often horse leather shrouds and returns, who died generously for the Great Song Dynasty, and also won a good reputation before and after their deaths, and the Great Song Dynasty will naturally pay for a decent funeral for the deceased; It's just that ordinary people can't afford the expenses of this posthumous matter, not to mention a decent coffin, it's a set of shrouds, which are dozens of times the price of ordinary clothes, not only in Fushi County, but also in the entire territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and the evil merchants who eat dead people's steamed buns are everywhere.

The white-faced scholar and the fat man are typical ordinary families, and they can't even compare to ordinary people, and you can know what their family conditions are by looking at the patches on their clothes, and it is no wonder that they will seek wealth halfway and bury their old father.

When they came to the house of the white-faced scholar and the fat man, Kuang He found that they had already cut wood of different sizes and thicknesses, and it seemed that they had indeed studied how to make coffins, but they were really two filial children.

In the dilapidated room, there was a seemingly noble tribute table on the hall, and on the tribute table was the remains of the two brothers' fathers, which were covered with a white handkerchief on the old man's face, symbolizing the separation of yin and yang.

Kuang He bowed respectfully to the father of the two brothers, and bowed with his hands folded, the stubbornness towards the old man Han, even at the cost of bloodshed, was free and easy, but at this time it was completely invisible to Kuang He, only the respect for a strange deceased could be seen, and the original contradictory actions were not so contradictory when they happened to Kuang He.

Without a ruler, Kuang He had no choice but to open his tiger's mouth, measuring the corpse one by one, equal to the head of the body, Kuang He got up and bowed again, and muttered words such as unintentional offense, the two brothers clasped their hands and watched, neither of them could help much, they could only watch Kuang He gesture to their father's hand.

To measure the height of the corpse, it took almost twelve tiger mouths, Kuang He looked at his palm, after all, it was no longer the skin bag he was familiar with, and the slender five fingers in front of him were not at all like the childish and energetic fist he had before.

After a lot of comparison, a suitable size was finally determined, which could not only ensure that the corpse could be put in completely, but also prevent the corpse from rolling around in the coffin, losing the respect of the deceased.

After a period of busy work, the three of them finally made a boxy coffin that resembled Noah's Ark, and then the three of them respectfully carried the body of the two brothers' father into it, and then put it into the ground.

When all the ritualistic things were done, the white-faced scholar asked, "Where does Engong plan to go next?" ”

Even the burial of his father in his previous life was not so bothered and laborious, Kuang He himself was a little annoyed, mostly annoyed that he was bothered about this idle matter, but as soon as he heard this white-faced scholar call himself Engong, the fire that had not yet burned was half extinguished, and he replied with a bright smile: "I originally planned to rush to Gyeongju to join the Pingxi Army in one night, but..."

Kuang He didn't finish the sentence "But it's because of your business that I've delayed" The white-faced scholar who knew what it meant, and he hugged his fists and apologized: "Thanks to Engong's help, Erbao and I can bury my father, but I don't want to delay Engong's trip, okay, Erbao and I planned to be a horse by Engong's side back then, in order to repay Engong's funeral father's kindness, so we hurriedly set off together to go to the army to be a servant before and after the saddle for Engong, which is also worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth." ”

As soon as Kuang He heard that this person was going to join the army with him, and looked at the foolish brother beside him, he hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, and hurriedly waved his hands.

The white-faced scholar's expression fell: "Isn't Engong unwilling to fulfill the heart of our two brothers to repay their kindness?" ”

The first time I saw such a brainless person, Kuang He was a little confused, where is there a person who has to repay his kindness on the pole? But he was embarrassed to say it clearly, so he explained: "I'm going to join the army, you see the two of you, one looks like a weak scholar, the other looks like a child who hasn't grown up yet, what's the matter with me always taking you?" It's important for the two of you to find another serious business, or you still live in this broken thatched house, you are willing, and your old father under the nine springs can't bear it. ”

With such a clumsy excuse, Kuang He almost didn't put the word disgust on his face, and Xie Erbao, who looked stupid on the side, heard it, walked over and shook his brother's arm gently, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, if Engong refuses, forget it." ”

The white-faced scholar turned his head and counted down his foolish brother: "Erbao, how can you say such a thing, the truth that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, how many times have I told you, this time the engong helped us bury our father, do you know how much kindness this is?" ”

The fat man complained slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "If it weren't for my brother, you would have refused to send poems to Na Fan Xiangui, and my father would have been buried a long time ago, so why would it be my turn to trouble Engong." ”

As soon as he heard this, the white-faced scholar was angry, he raised his hand to beat the fat man, and the scholar's weak and withered tree arms were already raised, but he sighed and put it down again: "Alas, Erbao, if this poem is written in exchange for money, wouldn't it insult the reputation of the scholar for thousands of years?" I would rather kneel and beg than exchange my heart for half a stone of rice grain, this is not my pretentiousness, but for the ages, as long as all scholars are bent on seeking wealth, the hills and valleys in their hearts will be lost seven or eight points, which will be despised by future generations. ”

The fat Kuang He finally understood now, it turned out that this white-faced scholar was really a talented scholar, who could write poems and books with his hands, and could exchange some money, but the natural arrogance of the scholar made him unwilling to go along with the world.

Kuang He hurriedly asked: "Could it be that Brother Tai has some attainments in poetry books?" ”

Before the white-faced scholar could answer, the foolish brother beside him answered first with a smile: "My brother's name is Xie Yizhen, he is a well-known talent in Fushi County, and he writes good poems. ”

No wonder there was a tribute table in the hall that was out of place with the surroundings, Kuang He turned his head to the white-faced scholar named Xie Yizhen and asked, "Haven't you thought about gaining fame?" ”

Xie Yizhen let out a long sigh, his eyes full of unwillingness: "Alas, going to Beijing to take the exam is a lot of money, where can I afford it?" ”

That's right, a poor and sour scholar from Qinggao, with a stupid younger brother, going to Beijing to take the exam is tantamount to a fantasy for him, Kuang He's eyes rolled, and he calculated the account of himself and these two brothers in his heart, wouldn't it be better if he really brought the two of them with him? Brother can compose poetry, even if he can't make money, but he knows the poetry and etiquette of the Song Dynasty better than Kuang He, no matter how bad he is, he is also a diplomat, although the stupid brother is chubby and stupid, but just in the confrontation on the side of the road, his brute force fist almost beckoned to Kuang He, if he goes to be a soldier with Kuang He, he can also be a personal guard.

Thinking of this, Kuang He, who was already turbulent in his heart, said to the two people beside him: "Okay, since you two want to repay the favor, then go with me to join the Pingxi Army, if you refuse to join the army, I won't be reluctant, then let's say goodbye, in the future, the two of you will be born in Fushi County to live, and if you don't repay the favor, forget it." ”

After eating Xie Yizhen's stubborn temper, Kuang He deliberately said something provocative, but Xie Yizhen looked embarrassed: "Does Engong want us to go to the army together?" But I'm a scholar, and where I have the strength to go to the battlefield to fight, how can this be good. ”

The foolish brother patted his brother and comforted the scholar's brother: "Brother, don't worry, although my brother is not as smart as my brother, I have a lot of brute strength, and I will definitely be able to protect you and Engong." ”

Xie Yizhen looked at his younger brother, and then looked at Kuang He, who nodded slightly, and still said with anxiety: "I haven't had the idea of throwing a pen from Rong, I have no chance of fame in this life, and going to the battlefield to strategize is not a bad way for a husband to be strong between heaven and earth, but I haven't read a book of war, so I'm afraid that I will drag Engong back." ”

Seeing that he was about to convince this stubborn scholar, Kuang He went further and said: "It's okay, I haven't read the military book either, let's get the truth in practice, go to the battlefield to get true knowledge, work together, and make progress together!" ”

Even Grandpa Xiaoping's great theory of "practice brings true knowledge" has been brought out, and Xie Yizhen finally has no worries: "Okay, the big deal is that Rong Ma will live his life, and our two brothers will follow Engong in this life." ”

The big thing has been accomplished, Kuang He put his arm around the shoulders of the two brothers: "Don't call me Engong in the future, Shengfen, just call me my big name, Kuang He, and I will become the number one general in the world in the future, Yizhen you are the number one military advisor by my side, and Erbao you are the first fierce general under my command." ”

The two brothers looked at Kuang He, looked at each other and smiled, and agreed in unison: "Okay!" ”