Immediately, Zheng Guofan devoted himself to writing with full enthusiasm, and finally finished the book within two days, and spent money to invite two monks to do a simple ritual for the painting fan in the Leaky Ze Garden, and when he was buried, Zheng Guofan personally filled in the soil.

A spade and a spade sprinkled soil on the coffin, he felt that it was not only the poor girl who was buried, but also the two Zheng Guofan in this life and the future generations......

Using a shovel to photograph the new grave, Zheng Guofan reached out and wiped his sweat on his forehead, squatted down, looking at the small round bag of earth raised on the ground in front of him, his thoughts fluctuated, and he couldn't help himself.

These ten days, to him, it seems like a dream, but it is not a dream, a thousand words are like a fish in his throat, perhaps, the secret hidden in his heart that even the old father can't say, can only be said to this woman buried underneath.

Sighing softly, he grabbed a handful of mud and said to himself: "A thousand years of past events are a piece of soil, and a few pages of books are left for eternity, perhaps, this is the phoenix nirvana, born from the fire." ”

When I went out in the morning, the weather was still very gloomy, the lead clouds were dark and heavy in the air, this time it suddenly slowly dispersed, the clouds broke, and the flame first appeared, as if it was held up, and a few rays of light were sprinkled down from the clouds, and Zheng Xiaoguanyue's white Confucian shirt fluttered like an immortal, and the two monks not far away saw it, and their hearts were sudden, and they shouted the Buddha's name in unison, Amitabha.

At this time, even the earthquake had to make the emperor tremble and give an edict to the subjects of the world, saying that he was wrong to govern and warned the heavens, and he had the courage to admit his mistakes, not to mention that the monks were masters of Shinto and Taoism, and they naturally went back to publicize that the Zheng family's petty officials spent money to bury the woman who committed the silver sin, and the righteous act moved the heavens and the earth, with the praise of the Bodhisattva, the Sanskrit singing in the air, the eight parts of the dragon loomed in the air, and the fragrant flowers fell, and finally drew a very strong end to the story of Zheng Chengguan's brave cutting of his head.

Of course, the Ming people also believe in these things very much, just like Feng Menglong compiled "Yu Shi Mingyan", which contains a chapter of "Ren Xiaozilie's surname becomes a god", Ren Gui (sound turtle) because his wife and people are annihilated, was scolded by the neighbors as [rotten simmering pus turtle], he was angry, broke into his father-in-law's house with a knife, and killed his father-in-law all over the house, and then surrendered, and was sentenced by the government to Ling Chi, when the execution was possible, suddenly a gust of wind, this Ren Gui sat upright, became the god of the land, and the neighbors also erected a temple sacrifice to him.

This is the habitual thinking of the Ming people, just like writing a book of talented and beautiful women, if you don't have the bonus of Miss Back Garden, the male protagonist didn't win the champion in the end, it's simply an incredible thing.

Slowly scattering the soil on the grave in his hand, Zheng Lingguan turned his head and shouted to Shan Sinan not far away, "Big head, bring pen and ink." ”

Shan Sinan muttered, slowly rubbed over dissatisfied, Zheng Guofan glared at him, stretched out his hand, Shan Sinan pouted and gave him the pen, he picked up the pen, and wrote on the prepared wooden sign: The child of Israel wants to eat bread, but God gave him the Bible, the young painting fan wants a good husband, but the Bodhisattva of Jizo asked her to marry a nine-year-old petty official.

After writing, he took a carving knife, which was borrowed at home from the carvers of the Deyi Workshop, he used the carving knife to slowly carve the wooden plaque with the Yin seal, and it took a long time to engrave the words, and then he traced it again with a pen, and then got up, pointed the wooden sign down, poked it on the ground, bent down to pick up the shovel, and smashed the wooden plaque into the soil.

At this time, there had never been such a black humorous epitaph, and Shan Sinan next to him stared at it curiously, not understanding what Israel meant and who God was.

Zheng Guofan took a deep look at the wooden tombstone, from now on, he will officially live in this land of China as a Ming person.

Putting his hand on the tombstone, he said softly, "Sister Fan, goodbye." After speaking, he turned around and left the Leaky Garden, and Shan Sinan quickly picked up the shovel on the ground and followed.

At the gate of the Leaky Garden, he bowed to the two monks and stuffed two pieces of silver cakes into the past, but he didn't want the two monks to shirk with both hands, and even proclaimed the Buddha's name, how dare they accept the silver of the people who are favored by the Bodhisattva.

Seeing that the old monk at the head refused to accept his money, but did not say the reason, he was confused, so he had to express his gratitude verbally again and again, and the two monks bowed their heads and joined together as a salute.

He and Shan Sinan left the Leaky Garden, rushed back to Huaishu Hutong, it was already afternoon, both of them were children, they couldn't bear to be hungry, they arrived at the mouth of the alley, looked at each other twice, and walked quickly to the house at the same time.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the door, Zheng Guofan was stopped by the old proprietor of Deyi Fang, the old man blew his beard and glared, and grabbed him, "Little Xianggong, aren't you fooling the old man?" ”

Zheng Guofan was inexplicable, "Old proprietor Zhao, what does this mean?" ”

"What do you mean?" Zhao Cangjing was so angry that his eyes were red, and he took out the book that exuded the fragrance of ink from his arms, shook the book and asked loudly: "Tell me, why didn't this Ning Caichen get admitted to the Jinshi in the end?" Why didn't you win the top prize? Why did Nie Xiaoqian almost lose her soul and finally reincarnate? Why isn't it a double stay and a double flight with Ning Caichen? Why did Yan Chixia destroy the monsters and still be poor and drifting in the rivers and lakes? ”

He had a series of whys, because of excitement, his cheeks cramped, his eyebrows were upside down, and a trace of his usual old gentlemanly demeanor was gone, "Tell me, why is this?" ”

Zheng Guofan laughed and laughed, his feelings were because of this, this old shopkeeper was poisoned by the talented and beautiful people of the Ming Dynasty, just like when he first met Zhao Cangjing Zhao old shopkeeper, the old shopkeeper Zhao looked at the embroidery like the biography of Ruyi Jun, where the final ending is that the protagonist is a god and is missing, and the ending of the dead and scattered like the golden bottle of plum is almost not there at this time.

So, the old shopkeeper Zhao was angry, I spent real money to buy your book, and you wrote it for me like this, I know, because of the revenge for me who was only willing to pay five cents at the beginning.

"Yes, you're revenge, **naked revenge, didn't you bid you five cents at the beginning? Why did you write Xiaoqian to death? You...... You...... You return my Xiaoqian, return my Xiaoqian. The old man was mad and pulled at his clothes for a while, as if he had killed his father and had a great hatred for taking his wife.

At this time, Zhao Fushen, the nephew of the old shopkeeper, ran out of the yard and grabbed his uncle, "Uncle, uncle, let's talk well, talk well." Then, Shan Chixia also walked out of the courtyard, her face was calm, "Mr. Zhao, if you have something to say, go back to the courtyard and speak slowly, I believe that my young master is not the kind of person who casually takes revenge on personal grievances." ”

The old proprietor Zhao refused to let go, Zhao Fushen had to half-drag and half-drag, and dragged Zheng Guofan into the courtyard of the Zheng family together, and Shan Sinan hurriedly closed the courtyard door in the back.

"You kid, return my Xiaoqian, return my Xiaoqian." Zhao Cangjing's eyes widened, and he was unwilling to give up.

"Old proprietor Zhao, can you let go of your hand first?" Zheng Guofan felt ridiculous, "Xiaoqian is a female ghost, what do you mean by being written to death by me?" ”

ps: There is one more shift at night, and one more at night.