Wu Dalang Wu Zhi suffered this catastrophe for no reason, was beaten to death by Ximen Qing and others, Jin Lian as a woman Taoist family, there was no claim for a while, Jiang Lintian at this time took on the important task of handling the funeral affairs for Wu Da, he instructed Brother Qiao Yun and Song Yunpeng to find a Duan Gong Taoist priest who specialized in handling the funeral, and in the middle of the afternoon, the body of Wu Da spread on the ground had been buried in the coffin.

A high-quality cypress coffin has been placed in the center of the main hall of the martial arts family, a moment of mourning sounded, the neighbors around the left and right were very surprised, this Lang is still alive in the morning, in the afternoon on the yin and yang, after learning the reason for the matter, the kind people showed sadness and indignation, and then shook their heads, some women who are usually familiar with Jin Lian also came to help.

According to the tradition of the ancestors of Qinghe City, when someone in the family dies, the coffin must be parked at home for three days, which is to let the deceased's friends come to mourn and mourn. Wu Da did not have too many friends before his death, his relatives Wu Er was still studying art in Shaolin Temple, if he sent someone to Shaolin Temple to report the funeral, and he would miss the good time for burial, Jiang Lintian decided to bury Wu Da Haosheng first, and then look for Wu Er in Shaolin Temple.

In the evening, leaving Brother Qiao Yun and Song Yunpeng to guard the spirits, Jiang Lintian returned to the home of the silk village alone, and the servants brought the meals that had already been prepared, and they were dealing with the meals like mortal enemies, and they didn't want their mother Xu and Su Meiyan to come in.

Xu's still looks like a strict mother, and the charm smoke bird follows behind Xu's like a person, wearing light-pigmented clothes, no powder, and a girl's spring color, Jiang Lintian was stunned for a while, I am afraid that at this moment there is only one sentence that can describe the beauty of the charm smoke everyone: clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving.

"Mother, are you ~ something?" Jiang Lintian asked.

"Tian'er, Meiyan said that she was looking for you for something, you are not home this day, where are you going, why don't you see Yunpeng?" Xu asked with concern.

"Mother, you should have heard, that Wuda was killed by Ximenqing and others, and the lady of the martial arts family asked me to help with the funeral, so ...... I asked Yun Peng to stay with her to help. Jiang Lintian looked at his mother's face as he spoke, for fear that the Xu family would start to teach him a lesson again, the beauty is beside him, please, mother, I will save some face for your wise and martial son.

I didn't think that Xu's face showed a look of relief: "My son is sensible, I didn't expect to be helpful, your father will be happy if he has a spirit in the sky." As he spoke, Xu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Mother, I didn't make you angry, if you have anything, then tell me!" Jiang Lintian patted his chest as he spoke.

Xu, who has always been stern, had a little warmth in his eyes at the moment, quietly turned his head, and laughed at himself in a low voice: "This wind is strong, where does the sand come from." ”

"Official, the slave family wants to ask the official to do me a favor and help me collect the corpse of Sister Chunxiang, and it is inconvenient for the slave family to come forward now. I was brought here last night, and I didn't bring any money, and when the slave family has a silver tael, it will definitely be rewarded. As she spoke, the girl bowed.

"Well, it's not difficult to collect the corpse, Guan Jian is still angry now, let's talk about it in a few days, I don't know how Yan Pojiao is now?" Jiang Lintian said worriedly.

"You are still worried about yourself, how are you going to restrain Chunxiang's corpse, how to restore Ma Rong'er's original appearance, and how to send the two of them out of Qinghe City safely?" Although Xu's face was fierce, he had a kind face.

"Mother, the mountain people have their own clever plans, so you don't have to worry!" Jiang Lintian stood up and obediently supported Xu's body, "Mother, you are also tired for a day, I will help you to rest." ”

Saying that, Jiang Lintian helped Xu's body and walked towards the room, Meiyan stepped forward, also supported Xu's body, and said in a low voice: "The official should hurry up and eat, I'll help my aunt go!" ”

Xu Shi looked at the two of them with a look of relief: "I'm not old enough to ask someone to help, you two talk, I'll rest first!" With that, Xu walked out of the hall.

There is now only a pair of boys and girls left in the hall, Jiang Lintian's dream is to talk with Su Meiyan and the two of them with candles, boating on the Qinghe River, and Qin Se to convey love, and now the beauty is sitting in front of him, Jiang Lintian is a little at a loss.

"Official, the slave family used to have a bad attitude towards officials, and I ask the officials to forgive me." Meiyan said sincerely.

"This, Su family, let it blow through the wind in the past, no need ~ to mention it again, no need to ~ mention it again" The face that has always been thicker than the city wall and the fort is now full of crimson.

Su Meiyan was accustomed to seeing the bee chasers in the Fengyue Field, but today she saw that the young man who had always had a tongue like a lotus flower had pink cheeks at the moment, a face of shame, and muttered to himself without knowing what to say.

At this time, the young man in the green shirt in front of him, his peachy face was even more handsome, and his eyes were full of clean color, and he did not have the obscene look of the wanderers who were used to seeing him, and the girl didn't feel that she had a good impression of Jiang Lintian.

"Anyway, Meiyan still wants to thank the officials, the slave family now only hopes that Sister Chunxiang can be buried as soon as possible, if it's okay, the slave family will retire first." Saying that, the girl stood up and left the hall in Jiang Lintian's daze.

The back is getting longer and longer in the sun, and the figure is like a willow, swaying in the breeze, like a fairy out of the dust, Jiang Lintian is a little distracted, burying his head and continuing to eat the food in the bowl, which is tasteless.

Ximen Qing and his entourage returned to Qinghe City in a carriage, just passed in front of the martial arts gate but heard the sound of mourning music, Hua Zixu secretly lifted the curtain, at a glance saw the coffin parked in the main hall of the martial arts family, the secret road is not good, out of the life, today fortunately he did not make a move, told the coachman not to stay, directly to the home.

When Hua Zixu returned home, she felt a little uneasy and troubled, but she saw Li Bei'er throwing bait into the pool, and koi fish kept jumping out of the water, competing for food.

"Lady, didn't you go to Xiangshan Temple to offer incense today?" Hua Zixu knew that Li Bei'er believed in Buddhism very much, so he asked casually.

"The official is back! I will go to Xiangshan Temple on the first day of the next month to ask for blessings for officials and a child for slaves. With that, the bottle sighed softly and continued to put the bait into the pool.

"Lady, who is dead on this street! How can there be mourning gongs? Hanako asked.

"I heard the maid come back and say that it was Wu Dalang who sold cooking cakes who was injured by the gangsters when he was incense at the Jade Emperor Temple, and he died after carrying him home, official, have you ever met them in the Jade Emperor Temple?" Li Bei'er reacted a little.

Hua Zixu looked around and whispered: "Lady, that Wuda was killed by that Ximenqing, because I knew Wuda, I hid behind and didn't do anything." ”

"Ah~ official!" Li Bei'er had a frightened look on her face.

"Don't worry, lady, we're going to make a fortune!" Ximenqing's face was pale.

"Why did the officials say this? Don't you want to be in the leather business? Li Bei'er remembered that Hua Zixu had mentioned that she wanted to use her connections in the Daimyo Mansion to do a leather business.

Hua Zi said mysteriously: "Ximen Qing may be a thousand households, I will take advantage of the opportunity of the court to arrest the thief, and treat the merchants in the city as a thief, the first thing is to treat Jiang Lintian of the Silk Village as a thief, this kid usually has a bad reputation, so we will take him under the knife." ”

Li Bei'er looked incredulous, with an abnormal look on her face, and said in horror: "Official, let's not make this ruined wealth, that Ximenqing is not a good thing, and sometimes he even does something to the slave family!" ”

Hua Zixu's face turned red, and he brushed his hands away, "It's really a woman's opinion, how can a big official of Ximen be like this." ”

Li Bei'er looked at Lang Jun's departing back in surprise, stared at her apricot eyes, and scolded: "The guy who killed a thousand knives, how could my Li Bei'er's life be so bitter!" ”

The corners of his eyes were filled with tears.

......

Today, Wuhan University is about to go out of the funeral, the sky has just dawned, Jiang Lintian came to the martial arts family, and found Brother Qiao Yun and a few people to discuss the funeral, but I didn't expect Wang Zhongfu's little slug to come to join in the fun, the two little eyes were round, staring at Jiang Lintian intently, and he was very interested in the opinion of this Jiang master.

"Yun Peng, Brother Yun, let's go to the county government to bring out the head of Chunxiang's corpse, we just need to do this...... So. If we act separately, we will definitely let out a bad breath and let everyone in Qinghe City know about Ximenqing's crime. ”

The slug patted his head and jumped up: "Master Jiang's plan is very good, I am here to help, and I will scold that Ximen Qing will vomit a few buckets of blood, so that he can't climb up to the woman's bed!" ”

"Young master, no!" Song Yunpeng said worriedly.

Jiang Lintian turned his head to look at Song Yunpeng and said, "Why can't you do it?" ”

Song Yunpeng said: "The young master doesn't know, now everyone in Qinghe City knows that everyone in Qinghe City is involved in the adultery case, and the personal maid died in an unknown way, and now the body is still parked in the yamen room, and no one in Yihong Courtyard dares to bury her, lest she touch the mold of the county commander!" ”

The corners of Jiang Lintian's mouth curled slightly, and he looked at Song Yunpeng: "Then the young master asked you?" If I go to get the body and bury it, will the prefectural magistrate agree? ”

Song Yunpeng's face was dark: "Young master, you don't have three hundred taels of silver here!" , if the county magistrate is suspicious? ”

Jiang Lintian: "Heh, three hundred taels, five hundred taels, do you think the young master is a fool like you?" The county magistrate is afraid that he will not be able to avoid it now, and he will still take care of such idle things. ”

Song Yunpeng was slightly stunned and asked, "What does the young master mean ......?"

Jiang Lintian smiled: "This is called knowing that you can't do it, and the husband is too!" ”

Song Yunpeng's eyes lit up: "That's right! The Ximen officials were suspicious of the young master, and they knew that the young master had always been the suitor of the Meiyan family, if the young master avoided suspicion, he would only increase his suspicion! ”

Jiang Lintian slapped his face fiercely: "Yun Peng! Finally, there is some enlightenment, the child can be taught, let's go, I'll wait to collect the body and bury the girl of Chunxiang! ”

Song Yunpeng agreed in his mouth and followed Jiang Lintian to follow suit.

The two walked all the way to the Yamen mortuary's room, Jiang Lintian found him to whisper a few words, and lost no time in quietly putting a piece of silver in his hand, and the man checked the silver in his hand and motioned Jiang Lintian to deal with it himself.

Looking at Chunxiang's corpse, Jiang Lintian muttered unconsciously to himself: "Qingben beauty, how can you be a thief, in the next life, you must distinguish between right and wrong and good and evil in the world, don't fail to investigate for a while, but mistake Qingqing's life!" ”

Jiang Lintian asked Song Yunpeng to pack up Chunxiang's body, went to the coffin shop to find a good cypress coffin for Chunxiang, and found a funeral person to send the funeral.

At this time, Yihong Courtyard was still silent, when Jiang Lintian's hired troupe played and sang along the way, knocking and beating, and walked forward on the streets of Qingshui River, the sisters of Lou Boat lifted the curtain and looked at the team carrying the coffin.

Soon, the eldest young master of the Jiang family in the silk village, at the moment when ten thousand people were evading, actually stepped forward and buried a handmaiden for the Meiyan family, like a spark burning the plain, quickly spread throughout the entire Qinghe City!

And those Qingqi people who should have been sleeping soundly at this time, the Oiran sisters were all shocked and sensational after hearing the news!

The sisters unconsciously sighed, if they die one day, if there is such a gentleman, regardless of the instructions of thousands of people, to bury himself and send the last journey of his life, then this life is worth it!

A group of people playing, playing and singing, when the head Jiang Lintian sprinkled paper money, Song Yunpeng was wearing linen and filial piety, playing flags, followed by the mourners who were blowing and blowing, I don't know when, there were more bustards, turtles, Qing people, pretty sisters, maids and maids who usually love to fight each other in the funeral procession, and it was also very lively along the way.

Walking to the stone arch bridge, Jiang Lintian saw a woman standing at the head of the bridge with a delicate figure, this woman's face was cold, and her white plain clothes looked particularly cold, but the red peach blossom dress at the corner of her eyes increased a little gorgeous.

This person Jiang Lintian knows, it is the Oiran who is as famous as Su Meiyan, Gu Meixiang, who is famous for her love of peach blossoms, and Gu Meixiang of Meixiang Building.

Gu Meixiang waited for Jiang Lintian to approach, she stepped forward, squatted down and bowed, first worshiped Jiang Lintian, then worshiped Chunxiang in the coffin, and finally worshiped Song Yunpeng on the side.

Gu Meixiang was extremely tall, only half a head lower than the tall Jiang Lintian, when she passed by Jiang Lintian, her eyes fluttered and glanced at Jiang Lintian, her eyes were extremely complicated, and her hands holding Jinpa trembled slightly.

Gu Meixiang said softly: "Jiang Guanren's righteous act, Meixiang is deeply respected!" ”

Jiang Lintian said: "Gu everyone, if you come to the funeral, you can go with you, and you can't delay the time at this time." ”

Gu Meixiang bowed slightly, she stared at Jiang Lintian and took a deep look, and said slowly: "Meixiang is a poor woman who has fallen into the dust of the world, thank you!" ”

Jiang Lintian just nodded, a little uncomfortable to accept this worship, Gu Meixiang bowed her head and stood in the team, and continued to follow the team forward.

When the sisters heard about Jiang Lintian's feat, they all came to pay a visit, firstly to mourn together, and secondly, to express their sincere admiration for this unruly young master on weekdays.

Jiang Lintian changed his hippie smiling face from the past, his words were frivolous, he didn't squint, he went straight all the way, walking among the famous fans and beauties, the sisters found that the face of Young Master Jiang in front of them was full of seriousness, neither because of Gu Meixiang's flattery before, nor because of the ecstasy of everyone's pursuit, they were all full of emotion for a while: Why didn't they find that Young Master Jiang was so calm and atmospheric, affectionate and righteous before?

The servant who carried the coffin had already been under the guidance of Song Yunpeng, and in less than half an hour, he carried the coffin to the side of the street on the Qingfu at the west gate of Qingyun Lane. At this time, Brother Qiao Yun, Pan Jinlian and others carried Wuda's coffin and wrapped it to Ximenqing's crude medicine shop, and as soon as the funeral procession on both sides met, they had to stop, and it happened that the two coffins were parked at the door of Ximenqing's house.

A little boy of four or five years old, dressed in filial piety clothes, jumped on the lid of the coffin and spread his legs, when the mourning music on both sides suddenly stopped, but saw the slugs scolding.

"Ximenqing, you come out for Lao Tzu, you god killed dog mongrel, if you have the ability, you will come out, you killed Wuda, killed Chunxiang, you think you did it seamlessly, everyone in Qinghe County knows about this, you kill a thousand knives, the sky kills, the thunder splits to death, and you fall into the river and drown.

I'm you, how can I still have the face to live in this world, your left face is not pumped, your right face is not kicked, the donkey sees the donkey kick, the pig sees the pig stepping, you give birth to a child either without a little JJ or a rotten ass!

You'll be scorched into a piece of charcoal by the thunder, and you'll be crushed by the hungry ghosts little by little! ”

The slug poured beans into a bamboo tube, and a long series of vicious shouts without repetition were not only rhythmic, but also penetrating. Jiang Lintian not only sighed: Wang Chongyang, talent, worthy of being the founder of the Quanzhen Sect.