Two days later

At the end of the day, the sky is not yet bright, the candlelight of the Ding Mansion is flourishing, the whole mansion is hung with white silk, and the people are wearing white mourning clothes, doing things carefully, not daring to make a mistake. He Yi changed into a white mourning dress and knocked on Shi Qingluo's door.

"Miss, the slave has come in. Heyi took the copper basin, pushed the door in after Shi Qingluo answered, put the copper basin in his hand on the shelf, soaked the towel and let Shi Qingluo wash, Shi Qingluo wiped his hands with the towel and asked, "Is there anyone from the house?"

"There are a few here, after all, it's still early, and the ones who came are all friends of Master Ding, and now they are all over there in the mourning hall. He Yi put the handkerchief into the copper basin, called a maid to take it down, and picked up the comb on the table to tie Shi Qingluo's hair.

Shi Qingluo stroked his sideburns and said, "The people who carry the coffin have arrived?"

"When I arrived, the lord put the people in the back hall and waited. Mrs. and the eldest prince and the third prince are all over the mourning hall, Miss first eat something to cushion her stomach, and she will follow the coffin all the way this time, it just snowed heavily a few days ago, don't let Miss freeze again. ”

He Yi babbled a few words. Around the end of the day, Shi Qingluo changed into a pure white mourning dress and rushed to the mourning hall with a white cloak.

There have been a lot of people who have come to the mourning hall to deliver the coffin, because of the relationship between Ding Mao, there are also many people who are magistrates in Youzhou, and the county commander of Youzhou Xiajun County, Lord Taishou Wei is also standing beside Ding Mao, dressed plainly, and he is also a person who sends the coffin.

It stands to reason that it is rare for officials to send a coffin to Shangjia's daughter, unless the two families are related by marriage. Since Ding Mao can let Taishou come forward and let Ding Xiuxiu have such a great honor, he also attaches great importance to Ding Xiuxiu. The Ding family has a lot of business lifelines in Youzhou, and it is not difficult to invite Taishou.

Shi Qingluo stood outside the threshold of the mourning hall, Zhang was wearing mourning clothes, holding the hand of the maid and standing by the coffin, these days she was in the mourning hall almost day and night, her body was dragged down, and she looked like an old man who was about to die.

Shi Qingluo is a relative of the Ding family, and she doesn't have to stand in the mourning hall to send the coffin to Ding Xiuxiu, and she doesn't have to follow the coffin to send the coffin for a while, she just needs to take the carriage and go to the burial place before the other adults who come.

There were not many female dependents who came, but Jiang Xue came with her father and stood with Shi Qingluo. At ten o'clock in the morning, the invited coffin bearer blew the funeral music, and the coffin bearer erected the coffin and slowly walked out of the Ding Mansion.

Zhang insisted on following the coffin, and when she went out, the crying person began to cry, and she also began to cry. The people of the whole street stood at both ends, feeling that Ding Xiuxiu deserved it, and felt that she was pitiful, and many people followed the team to deliver the coffin, planning to go to see the excitement.

When

The shopkeeper of the Ding family's rice shop also knew about the Ding family, went to see it and returned to the rice shop.

Today's business is not good, the man was lying on the cabinet and fell asleep, the shopkeeper frowned and stepped forward to wake him up, shouting: "You dare to be lazy! I don't want this month's salary, do you? Why don't you go to work quickly, move the rice out of the warehouse and pour it on!"

The guy sobered up after a shudder, and laughed: "I know that the shopkeeper is wrong, you can dissipate your anger." Eh, didn't you go to see the coffin? Why did you come back so soon? Didn't you say you were going to show the owner this month's ledger?"

The shopkeeper sighed, sat down behind the cabinet, and said to him, "No wonder you are still a young man after working in this Dingjia rice shop for so many years." The owner's daughter has just died, and she has just been buried, so I will go and send this money-losing account book, and I will not be scolded!"

In recent months, Youzhou is at war with the Jin country, the people's life is not good, Ding Mao is a person who loves money and does not love the people, in order to earn so much more silver, the price of rice in the store is 10%, relying on the rice shops in Youzhou are his Ding family, these months can be a lot of money.

It's just that the first few months were fine, but in recent days, no one has bought them, after all, the hungry are poor people, where did they get so much silver to buy food.

The rice shop had not been paid in for five days, and the more the account book was calculated, the more chilling it became, and the shopkeeper closed the account book with a headache and threw it into the cabinet.

The man chatted with the shopkeeper for a few words, and then went down to work.

The shopkeeper rested for a while, then picked up the abacus and began to settle the accounts, and the people outside went to see the excitement, and the street was very quiet, and suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves.

The shopkeeper's heart was strange, and he hurriedly called the guy who came to work, and the two of them went out to see together.

I saw more than a dozen people dressed as officers and soldiers coming to the door of the rice shop, led by a carriage, and a fierce-looking middle-aged man walked down from the carriage.

The shopkeeper looked at it fixedly, and hurriedly greeted him, "It turned out to be Lord Hai!" The shopkeeper leaned over and saluted, "The little one has seen Lord Hai." Well...... Who are these people?"

Hai Wei walked into the rice shop with a cold face and sat down boldly, "Shopkeeper Li, the master asked me to come." ”

"Master?" shopkeeper Li was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly smiled, "What is the matter with the master? Why bother Lord Hai to run in person, this ...... Didn't this old man go to deliver the coffin to the second lady, how could he still ......?"

"The master is busy with the funeral of the second lady these days, so naturally I don't have time to see you. Hai Wei glanced at him coldly, and said: "The second miss died suddenly, the lord has been sad these days, a few days ago I invited someone to come to the house to do things for the second miss, the mage said that the second miss did little good deeds during her lifetime, so she planned to accumulate virtue for the second miss." ”

Shopkeeper Li blinked, feeling funny in his heart, thinking that Ding Mao really loved his daughter, otherwise Ding Mao, who had never been a black-hearted businessman, would suddenly do good deeds.

Shopkeeper Li didn't doubt him, so he said, "Does the master want to give soup porridge?"

Hai Wei stood up, pointed to the more than ten soldiers standing behind the shopkeeper Li, and said: "These three came from the border pass, and the regent sent them to borrow grain from the master, and the master has agreed to take out eighty percent of the grain in the grain depot to support the border pass." ”

"Eighty?!" Shopkeeper Li was startled.

Hai Wei sighed and shook his head, "If it weren't for the fear of the people of Youzhou suffering, the master would have planned to send all the food away, alas." ”

Shopkeeper Li didn't know about Ding Mao and Jin Guo, and he had already believed this matter in his heart, "The master is really the first emperor of the Yin Kingdom." Okay, Sifu, you hurry up and open a warehouse and help people carry the grain to the carriage. ”

......

Half an hour later, eighty percent of the grain piled up in the rice shop filled the dozen or so carriages, and Hai Wei took out the token on his waist and showed it to the shopkeeper Li. Shopkeeper Li glanced twice, confirmed that it was Ding Mao's private seal, and returned the token.

smiled and said to the dozen or so: "Please also wish the regent a victory-"