In 1868, Gu Fuchang was so old that he couldn't help the chill and had been bedridden for many days. During the day, when I heard that 100,000 quintals of rice had arrived in Nanxun, I cheered up and had to get up and go to the street to have a look. That night, Gu Fuchang's physical signs gradually went down.

Although Gu Fuzhong was warm, Gu Fuchang's room could not raise a charcoal fire, he was weak at the moment, and a little charcoal fire could smoke him breathlessly. He was covered with a thick silk quilt, and there were a few soup women stuffed in the quilt, but he still felt cold.

Ding Langzhong checked Gu Fuchang's hand pulse and shook his head slightly. He came out and said to Shou Song: It seems that your master can hide tonight, but not tomorrow.

After dinner, Shou Song came to visit his father's room as usual, and Shou Song's daughter-in-law followed behind with a bird's nest porridge made by herself.

Gu Fuchang reluctantly drank a few mouthfuls of bird's nest porridge, and said to Shousong's daughter-in-law: Don't boil it in the future, I can't eat it, don't waste it.

Shou Song's daughter-in-law said: Daddy, if you can eat a bite, it will not be a waste, even if it is a waste, our family is not a waste.

Gu Fuchang waved his hand weakly, letting Shou Song's daughter-in-law go out first, he had something to say to Shou Song alone.

Shou Song sat on his side at the head of the bed and let his father lean on him.

Gu Fuchang said: Shou Song, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight.

Shou Song was relieved: You have an old problem, every winter, haven't you survived? It would be nice to wait until spring. Ding Langzhong also said just now that the old problem is not a big problem.

Gu Fuchang said weakly: I know my own body, but this time it really won't work. While I can still speak, there are some things I need to tell you in advance. ”

Shou Songdao: You speak slowly, I'll listen.

Gu Fuchang said: Life in the world, being the most important person. We businessmen value trustworthiness, and trustworthiness is beneficial. At this point, you have to learn from Brother Guanjing, he is a person who does things not to put interests first. This is called thinking about yourself in the first half of the night, and thinking about others in the second half of the night. Sooner or later, there will be retribution for making black money.

Shou Songdao: Yes. Rest assured, you know.

Gu Fuchang said again: It's not easy for your mother, she suffered with me in her early years, and after I leave, you must honor her well and can't disobey her.

Shoumatsu: Hmm. You can rest assured

Gu Fuchang continued: The Gu family's property, I have already asked the patriarch to distribute it for the testimony, and I have divided it into four parts, you are the eldest son, you get two, and Shou Zang and Shou Peng each get one. Thou art the firstborn, and the eldest son shall be great, and the elder shall be great, and the brothers shall be united among themselves, and the neighbors shall be at peace, and shall be in harmony and prosperous.

Shou Song Dao: Yes, keep in mind Daddy's teachings for my son.

Gu Fuchang was already weak.

Shou Song said: Daddy, you don't talk much now, take a good rest.

Gu Fuchang said intermittently: I, I'm gone, mourning, funeral can't be done in a big way, it's better to take the money to buy more rice, rescue, disaster relief. Dear relatives and friends, come to my spirit to burn pillar incense. After speaking, he gradually closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Shou Song shouted loudly: Quick! Come on people.

The men, women and children of the Gu family all crowded into the room, shouting to the sky. Gu Fuchang's wife, Zhu, cried to death.

Uncle Zhang, a neighbor, often helps people change clothes after the death of their families, and he also came to accompany some neighbors for the night after dinner, and then he also came in and said: Everyone should not panic, otherwise it will be a mess, first call hot water to wash his face and wipe his body, and then change his clothes.

Everything is in place.

The Gu family mourned, Shou Songzun's father ordered to paste the white paper of 'Xie Han' at the gate, but the people who came to mourn were still endless, Shou Song had to personally guard the door, and repeated Gu Fuchang's will to the people one by one, resolutely did not accept the funeral ceremony, nor did he hold a funeral banquet, only by the three pillars of incense in front of Gu Fuchang's spirit and burned a handful of paper money.

Knowing that Gu Gonggong died, Liu Yong was as sad as his father's death, he took three pillars of incense, knelt in front of Gu Fuchang's coffin, and wept bitterly: Gu Gonggong, you are a model in my life, you taught me how to be a person, and when you yourself were seriously ill, you were still working hard for the suffering people. The people have rice, you smile, you are relieved, but you are gone.

Liu Yong's words made everyone present cry bitterly.

On the day of Gu Fuchang's funeral, the funeral boat walked in the water, and there were crowds of people on both sides of Nandong Street and Nanxi Street, all dressed in plain clothes and white flowers for the funeral of Gu Liugong, in addition to the silk industry peers, silkworm farmers, and local people, even many refugees knelt on the ground, crying bitterly and said: Benefactor, go all the way!

It was a rare sight.

Everyone in the town praised Gu Liugong's kindness, his good deeds in his life, and countless benefits to his neighbors.

Gu Shousong, who was supporting the coffin, was really emotional when he saw such a scene, this was the last lesson his father taught him to be a man, although his father ordered the funeral to be exempted, but now this grand scene, where can it be done with money.

On this day, Liu Yong specially brought An Lan and An Jiang to see him off early in the morning. At first they knelt there, and when the coffin was lifted, they followed with the procession. Looking at the crowd of people on both sides of the strait who were tearful and saying goodbye, Liu Yong asked An Lan and An Jiang with emotion: How do you two brothers feel when they see this scene?

An Lan said: For the child to know Daddy's intentions.

Liu Yongdao: What is the intention, you come and listen.

An Lan said: In this kind of scene, many people do not come to see the excitement, but to remember Gu Taigong from the heart. It reflects the value of Gu Taigong's life.

An Lan said: Some people are dead, but he is still alive. Some people lived, but he died.

is only 7 years old, and An Jiang, who is young at a young age, is more vivid: Since ancient times, there has been a death in life, and death must be worth dying. When a man dies, he will die under the feet of men, not in the palms of his hands. Although Gu Taigong is dead, he will always live in people's hearts. People will always love him.

Liu Yong nodded with satisfaction. Said with emotion: Yes. Today I taught you a lesson about things that are not in books. Life, do not seek to last for a hundred years, but also do not leave a stench for thousands of years. Today, most of the people who came to attend the funeral of Gu Gonggong did not know him, and not necessarily everyone had received his favor, but people had him in their hearts, because he was a good person. The common people have a scale in their hearts, and they can clearly distinguish between right and wrong.

After the funeral, Liu Yong and other funeral processions organized by them followed behind and sent all the way to the cemetery.

Returning from the cemetery, Liu Yong took An Lan and An Jiang back to Gu's mansion, kowtowed three times in front of Gu Fuchang's spiritual hall, and then went home.

On the way, Liu Yong said to his two sons: Gu Taigong is my teacher in life. I have scattered thousands of gold to deal with people, not to seek blessings, but to cure my diseases. The way of heaven and earth, the accumulation will be discharged, I will not wait for it to leak and first vent myself, and I will be punished. Those who are full of skin and leather know their own diseases, and early medicine is also.

When he got home, An Lan washed his face and went directly to his study, he took out his notebook, picked up the pen, and wrote his thoughts on "The Philosophy of Life".