The next day, before dawn, Mufu was brightly lit. Mu Jiangxuan stopped for half a month, and now he is finally going to get out of the funeral. Mu Qingling was dressed in a slash, walked to the gate, lifted the clay pot that had been burning for half a moon in front of Mu Jiang Xuanling, and fell down the steps. The tile basin was broken in response to the sound, as soon as the broken sound fell, the mourning music was instantaneous, the porter put Mu Jiangxuan's coffin on the small bar, Yu Wenyuan held the tablet, and led the funeral procession to the outside of the house.

When he got to the street, the porter changed the bar. The mourning music gradually became louder, and there were eighty mages invited from the temple in the team, who were chanting in a low voice, because Mu Qingling was a female dependent, and an unmarried girl, at this time she could only follow behind the coffin in a carriage, and the mourning music accompanied by the chanting sound came into the car, which aroused Mu Qingling's pain of losing her father.

"Girl, don't bear it, this is the last part of the road with the master, if you want to cry, cry happily." Yunqiao helped Mu Qingling to persuade, her eyes were also red and swollen, and her tears had not broken since she started to rise.

Mu Qingling leaned on Yunqiao's shoulder, tears rinsing down. The pain was extreme, her thoughts and emotions seemed to be frozen, and she could no longer feel anything other than the pain that seemed to tear her soul apart. The carriage moved forward slowly, and the funeral procession outside the carriage was neat and mournful, and even God seemed to be infected by this strong emotion, the sky was dark and cloudy.

Out of the city gate, to the place where Mufu set up a road sacrifice, Mu Qingling wiped her tears and was helped out of the car by Yunqiao. Yu Wenyuan put Mu Jiangxuan's spiritual seat on the set up spiritual platform, and stood outside the shed to greet people from all walks of life who came to worship.

Mu Jiangxuan has served as the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang for many years, and the local people with heads and faces have come at this time, and the first is Xiao Lanwei, the king of Xiaoyao, who regards himself as a disciple of Mu Jiangxuan, followed by Li An's envoy and Wang Bu's political envoy, as well as the subordinate officials under the jurisdiction of the governor's yamen, the weaving yamen, the tax department, and the general administration department, as well as the prefects of the prefectures of Jiangsu and Zhejiang led by the prefect of Hangzhou Zhou Prefect, who cannot go in person, and also send the same knowledge and general judgment of the prefects and yamen, as well as the prefects of the neighboring counties. There are many people who sacrifice, because there is an auspicious time to manage, many people who come deliberately can't take their turns, including the clansmen of the Mu family.

Xiao Lanwei, Li An's pacification envoy, Wang Bu's political envoy and other lords with knighthood naturally went first. Mu Jiangxuan was a talented man, and because of his position as governor in charge of the military and political money and food of a province, he was concerned about local culture and education, and he also went to the government school and official school to teach students in his spare time. Next, there are well-known wealthy businessmen and giants in Hangzhou, so they are lined up, and before it is the turn of the Mu clan to step forward, Steward Mu has already begun to greet and set off again.

Mu Qiwen is now the patriarch of the Mu clan, and he is two years older than Mu Jiangxuan. Seeing that the subordinates of the Mu Mansion were cleaned up, the funeral procession was already slowly moving towards the cemetery in the sound of mourning music, and Mu Qiwen led the Mu family to stand in place, with a very bad face.

When Mu Jiangxuan was alive, he was the biggest support of the Mu clan. But in terms of blood, Mu Jiangxuan is not close to the Mu clan. But it's the same clan and the same clan, Mu Qiwen has always felt that Mu Jiangxuan is gone, and the Mu family has only one daughter, so the things of the Mu family should belong to the clan, but the nephew and daughter-in-law who was instructed by him to go to the wind were blocked back, and there was a big joke, and now the Mu clan people came to the road sacrifice, and they couldn't even enter the shed.

This made Mu Qiwen extremely uncomfortable, and he only felt that his face was thrown on the ground and stepped on twice. But at the same time, Mu Qiwen was very blushing, how rich the Mu family was! Even the prefect has to come to the door to worship in person, which one of the people who has just seen Mu Qingling is not a famous person in Hangzhou, and the number of sacrifices these people is not small! If the Mu family's property falls into their own hands, then their own family will be reborn!

"Patriarch, this, is this still going?" Mu Qiuming looked at the funeral procession that was gradually moving away, walked to Mu Qiwen, who was deep in thought, and asked. Grandma Qiu, who went to Mu Mansion to find Mu Qingling and said that she had succeeded was Mu Qiuming's wife, Mu Qiuming had followed Mu Qiwen over the years, picked up a lot of cheap, and obeyed Mu Qiwen's words.

"Go, why don't you go!" Mu Qiwen said with a gloomy face: "Hurry up and keep up!" ”

By the time we arrived at the cemetery, it was noon. Mr. Yin Yang looked at the skylight, took the compass around the dug grave a few times, turned around and said to Mu Qingling and Yu Wenyuan: "Young master, miss, the auspicious time has come, you can invite the master to enter the earth." ”

Yu Wenyuan and Mu Qingling stepped aside, and the porter carrying the coffin sent Mu Jiangxuan's coffin to the front and slowly hung it into the grave. The funeral attendants knelt on the ground, and as soon as the coffin fell to the ground, the howls and cries immediately rose, and the paper money was sprinkled on the ground, and the invited mage set up the altar and began to perform the rituals.

Shovels of loess began to fill the grave pit one by one, Mu Qingling stared straight at it, the tears on his face were not dry, as if the soul of the whole person was buried in the ground with this handful of loess one after another. Yu Wenyuan looked at her and said: "I often hear the old man say that once the deceased is buried in the ground, the relatives can no longer cry, and what they can hear on the Huangquan Road is not good if they miss the trip." ”

The corners of Mu Qingling's mouth hooked, and she choked up and said softly, "Cousin has heard of this." ”

Yu Wenyuan watched the loess gradually fill the grave pit, and said with some self-deprecation: "In the past few years, I have often run outside, and it is inevitable to hear some miscellaneous conversations. It's a joke, but it's not rough. My uncle is gone, and he has entered the earth, and the mundane things have nothing to do with him. We are all born to be like this, and if you are too persistent and sad, you will fail your father's expectations of you. ”

Mu Qingling wiped the tears on her face with the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and said with a long sigh of relief: "Cousin, don't worry, I know what to do." Whether it's for my father, for the Mu family, or for myself, I won't let myself fall. ”

Her revenge has not been avenged, and the Xu family is still eyeing her and her grandmother on the sidelines, how could she let herself fall at such a time?

The capital, the Jingyong Mansion.

"Yo, why did you come back at this time, didn't you say that the flowers in the garden are blooming well, and you should be lazy today and take a good look? Why did you come back after such a while, this laziness is short enough. Liu Yuechan, the third lady of the Jingyong Mansion, was checking the account book that had just been sent in, and when she looked up, she saw her maid Fang Ting walking in quickly, and said with a smile.

This Fang Ting is the daughter of Liu's companion, and she has been a first-class maid beside Liu's side, and she has always been quite dignified in the third room, at this time she walked to Mrs. Liu's side, waved her hand to let the maids in the house go out, and then pulled Mrs. Liu into the inner room, Mrs. Liu said with a smile: "Go out for a walk in the garden and hit a ghost, what do you do with this mysterious look?" ”

"Don't just taunt me, madam, I really bumped into a 'ghost' today." Fang Ting looked at Mrs. Liu and said in a low voice, "I heard that the second wife has taken a fancy to the young lady of the Yuan family in Beijing and wants to settle it for Young Master Wen Min." ”

As soon as she talked about the second room, Liu Yuechan instantly turned straight and hurriedly asked, "How do you know?" Listen to whom? Fang Ting helped Liu Yuechan sit down on the beauty couch, and told her previous things in the garden: "Didn't I go to the garden today?" The sun was so big, I found a secluded place to sit and rest, but it happened that Mother Xu in the second wife's room was eating wine with a few old mothers in the pavilion. According to me, how decent was it for such a subordinate to care about her before? Just send it out and raise it. She is the second wife's wife's mother-in-law, and the second wife likes to tell her everything. Listening to what she said, the second wife showed Young Master Wen Min a good young lady, her appearance and bearing are not bad, and her family is good, her father and brother are all officials. ”

Mrs. Liu frowned and shook her head, and said disdainfully: "In the blue sky and white days, these old people dare to gather in the garden to eat and drink, and they are not afraid of making mistakes." ”

Fang Ting thought of those old ladies and didn't have a good tone, and said: "What do those old ladies do, it's just that they rely on the second wife's housekeeper, occupy the fat and lead the money to eat and drink, there are not many people in the garden at noon, besides, even if someone bumps into it, there is the second wife pressing, what else can someone do with her?" ”

Mrs. Liu's focus was not on these old women, she thought about it, went through the people with heads and faces in the capital in her heart, and said suspiciously: "This is the most important person in Beijing...... How come I don't remember having the surname Yuan? Did she tell me which Yuan family it was? ”

Fang Ting thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I patronized and boasted about how good Miss Yuan's family looked, and how powerful her mother was, and I didn't say why." I only know that I am an official in Beijing, and I have an elder brother and a sister in the family, so I don't say anything else. ”

"Forget it, go back and let Uncle Zhong check it, since she is a Beijing official, if you can make my second sister-in-law take a fancy to it, it shouldn't be a small family." Liu Yuechan said, "The old lady was bent on letting Qingling marry Wen Min, but she kept silent, so I guessed that she was not happy." Although I always knew that she didn't like Qingling, I couldn't understand why, but now I want to see what kind of fairy concubine she has taken a fancy to her precious son. ”

Fang Ting heard Liu Yuechan talk about Mu Qingling, and she was also puzzled in her heart: "This is true, Miss Qingling talks about appearance and character, where is not the top, she and Young Master Wen Min are childhood sweethearts, why can't the second wife look down on Miss Qingling?" ”

"Who knows what she thinks." Liu Yuechan leaned on the couch and sneered: "I look like a kind person every day, and my face behind my back is more hateful than anyone else." If it weren't for the fact that the master didn't pay attention to it in the house, how could I let her do this? It's just that stupid girl in Qingling, treat her as a good person. Forget it, these things don't have much to do with me anyway, I just want to get the truth to the old lady...... We can go out in peace and live our lives. ”

Fang Ting saw that Mrs. Liu's eyebrows were worried, and she deliberately picked up a good voice and said: "What are you worried about, the master is very effective in official affairs now, and the young master Wen'an is a diligent student, and the gentlemen in the academy have not praised him several times?" When Young Master Wen'an gets his fame in the next year, won't we raise our eyebrows in the third room! ”

Thinking of her son, Mrs. Liu also had a little smile on her face, glared at Fang Ting with a smile, and said, "You will coax me, dare to love just now I didn't go lazy to visit the garden, but went to steal honey to eat!" But what you said is also good, I am looking forward to Wen'an fighting for some qi now, and after taking the test for fame next year, I will no longer have to carefully beg for a living under the hands of the Xu family. As for the master, where did he come from to be able to do official business, but it was just a false title, and I just hoped that he would not cause trouble for our house. Besides, if he is capable, where will it be my turn to be the third lady of this dignified Jingyong Mansion. "Liu is open-minded by nature, and he has been trained by his family for many years, and he can see and think clearly about everything, and even his own master and himself laughed a few words at this time.

Mrs. Liu pondered about this matter again, and pulled Fang Ting and instructed: "How do I think and how do I feel that this matter can't be hidden from the big house, the sister-in-law has a soft temperament, and she has eaten fasting and recited the Buddha land all these years, and she doesn't care about it." Later, you have someone go and send a message to Uncle Zhong and ask the family to send someone to Hangzhou. One is that Qingling has no father, since she calls me an uncle, I can't leave my hands alone, go to see if it's okay to go to Mufu, and if there is anything I can help, I can help. The second is to let people see Wen Yuan's side and reveal this matter to him. ”

Fang Ting still didn't understand, and asked, "If you don't tell the eldest lady, why do you want to tell Young Master Wen Yuan instead?" ”

Mrs. Liu stretched out her hand and nodded Fang Ting's forehead, and said, "The eldest brother is already Jing Yonggong, and no one can change this." But now that the house has not yet sealed the world, it is Wenyuan who should wake up his mind. Forget it, you don't understand it, you just send someone to spread the word, let people go as soon as possible. ”

Fantine rubbed her forehead and stepped out. Mrs. Liu leaned on the couch, the chalcedony incense burner on the table next to her was crystal clear, and the quiet aroma was leaking out from the cracks in the stove along the white smoke.