After the female crown of "Gongfu ......" saw the agate cup, she suddenly took two steps back as if she had been struck by lightning, tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes, and then she raised her face again, "That little Yangshan person, how are you?" ”

In pain, she held on to the edge of the window, and then hurriedly shouted to a figure on the side of the pavilion screen, "Zhihui, you go out quickly, follow this student below, but don't let him change hands on the agate cup." ”

At this moment, the sun was already setting in the west, and the sound of the dusk drums before the curfew began to sound again, Gao Yue, Wei Cigong, and Liu Deshu hired a small cart in the car shop facing the street, covered Zhang Tan's body with clothes, and pushed it sparkling in front of a murderous place a hundred steps away.

Gao Yue then stood on the fierce steps, took a deep breath, and then walked up the stairs, standing in front of the towering wooden cabinet, facing the half of the man's face exposed inside, "There is a funeral to do!" ”

The guy looked at him, then took out a wooden slip from the cabinet, lifted the pen, and looked at Zhang Tan's thin stiff corpse on the cart, which seemed to be commonplace, "After the first scene of the Spring Festival, did you have a rank?" ”

Gao Yue whispered, "No."

"Shuren, the pole is three feet, the Ming vessel can only be used plain tile wood, and the Ming vessel can have four slaves and maids, two inches long; The sound field is four servants, four inches long; The garden house is two feet square. The man immediately shouted quickly and wrote down the funeral needs on the wooden slab.

Then the other servant smiled at Gao Yue, and placed the sample of the Ming ware on the wooden cabinet for Gao Yue to watch and inspect.

This Ming ware is similar to the model figure of later generations, and the "slave maid" is actually a small figurine, the carving is quite delicate and vivid, white and fat, and the dress is like; The servants of the sound field are also four figurines, one plays the flute, one plays the suona, one beats the drum, and one blows the pipe; As for the garden house, it is a model of a house made of clay, and there is a pigsty in the middle, in which there are a few cute little piglets.

"Do the dead believe in the Great Food?" The guy saw Gao Yue staring at the little piglet, so he asked curiously.

Gao Yue looked at Liu Demur, and Liu Demuro shook his head, meaning that he had never heard of Zhang Tan believing in the Great Food Law before his death.

"Oh, if you don't believe in the Great Food Method, if you do, the circle in the garden house will have to be replaced by sheep."

Before the guy finished writing, Liu Deshu grinned and cried again, he looked at the bright utensils on the wooden cabinet, and snorted his voice, "Uncle, uncle, you had a bad life when you were alive, and you have never enjoyed these things in your life." After his death, he went to Jiuquanxia, and lived a comfortable life, with a garden to live in, slaves and maids to wait, and someone to blow and beat for you. ”

"There are nine things in the Ming instrument, and the funeral is divided into five steps, plus the selection of the Yuan, together with thirty yuan. By the way, do you want an elegy? ”

The so-called elegiac lang is a "professional singer" who specializes in crying for the funeral in the fierce house, and if you want to add it, it will definitely cost more money.

Gao Yue gritted his teeth and said to the fierce guy, "My husband has a hard time in this life, and when he leaves, he will be more beautiful, and he will add two elegiac langs." ”

The guy looked at the people at the bottom of the stairs, all of whom were wearing the deep clothes of the students, and their minds were only classmates of the dead old man, so he said with a little admiration, "These three Lang Jun are benevolent and righteous enough, so it's okay, the two elegiac Lang will add a total of fifty yuan together, and I will be the master again...... I will copy ten volumes of Buddhist scriptures for you for free, and pray for the blessings of this old man. Saying that, the guy split the wooden deed into two parts and handed one to Gao Yue, "Seven days after the funeral, go to the gate of Shengye Temple on the other side of the Dog Spine Ridge, and with this wooden deed, you can naturally find someone who copied the Buddhist scriptures for you." Well, the wood deed has been issued, and Lang Jun can also pay the money. ”

Gao Yue then raised the Seven Treasure Agate Cup, "This cup is worth at least three hundred guan, I pawn it to you now, and you can find it and give me back two hundred and fifty guan." ”

The guy was immediately unhappy, "The dusk drum has already sounded, Lang Jun, you dragged a dead man to my murderous place to have fun, didn't you?" Take a cup and have to do a funeral, and you want me to give you back 250 yuan? ”

"I said, if you take this cup and send it to the pawn in which shop, the reward will definitely not be more than three hundred."

As a result, the fierce guys were just about to attack, when a rough voice came from the other side of the street, "Tai student Gao Yue, where did you get that cup?" ”

Gao Yue turned to look and saw a young man, with a face full of meat, combing his hairbraids in the style of a beard, with a few coquettish wild flowers on the top, wearing a robe with a folded collar, showing half of his shoulders, followed by more than a dozen evil teenagers, swaggering towards him.

Frightened, Liu Demuro hurriedly dodged, and even Wei Cigong stood aside and didn't dare to make a sound.

Gao Yue saw that there was an evil boy opposite who had a scar on his nose, exposing his belly, and a tattoo with the words "Go to ......" on the tattoo

Isn't this the one who was broken by Cai Fonu in the flower corridor courtyard of Baotang Temple before? The tattoo on the body is "when you go to the poor place of the water and sit and watch the clouds rise", and this young man who takes the lead is what they call it......

He suddenly remembered, "Guo Xiaofeng, is it you?" ”

The young man who took the lead laughed, "That's right, it's me, my father Guo Forging is a bad person in Jingzhao Mansion." Listen to my subordinates, you are the student Gao Yue? Come here to pawn this cup, and I want to bury this old man! Xiaofeng, I don't embarrass you, in my opinion, this cup is worth fifty yuan, I will give you money immediately, you can give me the cup, so as not to make a curfew immediately. ”

Gao Yue was furious, "You said fifty runs, fifty runs?!" ”

Before the words fell, Guo Xiaofeng suddenly stretched out his hand to snatch the wooden deed and cup in Gao Yue's hand.

After all, Gao Yue still played basketball in college, and his motor nerves were not bad, so he quickly dodged.

Guo Xiaofeng didn't rush it, so he said, "Okay, I, Guo Xiaofeng, will say a word right away, the pawn and consignment bids for your cup in Chang'an City will never exceed forty-nine times." ”

"There is no royal law anymore!" Over there, Wei Cigong was also indignant.

"Hey, that's right--the so-called Son of Heaven is dark under the lamp, as long as you go out of the Imperial City, the Palace City, the Forbidden Garden, the Jingzhao Mansion, the Chang'an County Party and the Wannian County Party, all other boundaries, my father can manage a little, not only this group of heroic teenagers who do things for my father, but also the murderous Jiangyang thieves and outlaws - Gao Yue, last time you and Cai Fonu's kid made me unable to take the origin of Song Zhuzhu, and it ruined my good deeds, and today I will also defeat you."

After speaking, more than a dozen evil teenagers under Guo Xiaofeng's command shouted and rushed up, surrounding Gao Yue and the other three and the car carrying the corpse.

Seeing that Guo Xiaofeng was about to have a seizure, several guys hurriedly erected the door panels one by one in the sound of Chang'an twilight drums, isolating Gao Yue and the others.

"I heard my father say that when I copied Yuan Zai's family, I only lacked a Qibao agate cup, but I didn't expect it to be in your hands. Today I will not only take this cup, but also discount your hands and feet, so that you will never be able to go to the Ministry of Rites to get a pen tomorrow! Guo Xiaofeng laughed cruelly.

"Don't hit Yisong's hand, if you want to hit me, I'll be down anyway!" At this time, Liu Demuro didn't know where he got the courage, rushed over and hugged Guo Xiaofeng's legs, but was kicked by the other party on the fierce doorpost, moaning loudly.

"Rob me!"

"I see who dares, whoever dares to come, I will smash this cup in front of the murderous doorpost!" Gao Yue was furious, his eyes were like torches, he raised the agate cup high, leaned against the pillar and roared.