The main building of Zhongyi Building occupies the front position in the center of Xiangzhang Village, and there are three houses on the left and right, and there are plaques on the gate of each house.

The house on the left side of the Zhongyi Building is called the Songhe Tower, it must be the place where the old man and the grandmother live in Xiang, the house where Ping An lives is called Ping'an Yuan on the right side of the Zhongyi Building, and the one where Jixiang lives is called Jixiang Pavilion.

The places where the others live are associated with their names, and the house for Xiangqian is called Qianxi Building, and the house for Xiangyuan is called Yuanwangyuan, and Fubao's house is Zhangyue Tower.

In addition to the pavilions and pavilions, all the fertile fields are planted with grain, so under the flowers, there are also patches of rice fields, wheat fields, sorghum fields, corn fields, as well as vegetables and soybeans.

Shun Shihan looked at this paradise and yearned for it, he suddenly wanted to throw away the throne, and then come to this place with beautiful mountains and rivers to enjoy life.

"Auntie, is Fubao back?"

Grandma Xiang shook her head, she didn't know how to tell Fu Bao, let alone if Fu Bao would know that her grandfather was gone, and Old Man Xiang kept talking about Fu Bao before he died.

Two days ago, Xiang Qian arrived, drew a portrait of Fu Bao with his memory, hung it in front of the old man's bed, and put the night pearl that Fu Bao gave to the old man in front of the portrait.

After the old man saw the lifelike portrait, he stared at Fu Bao's eyes for a long time, and his expectant heart calmed down, and then he took Grandma Xiang's hand with a smile on his face:

"Daughter-in-law, I have the honor to marry you in this life, but unfortunately I can't go with you anymore, fortunately, with Fugui and his daughter-in-law, your life will definitely not be sad, if God favors me in the next life, I will come to you again."

"It's up to you, you go first, I'll naturally come to you when the time comes."

Grandma Xiang also held Old Man Xiang's hand, with affection and expectation in her eyes, but she was not sad, because she knew that Old Man Xiang was going to another place to wait for her.

The old man nodded, slowly closed his eyes, Fugui's face was sad, and he slowly knelt down, except for Daodao, everyone knelt down, and the cry resounded throughout the room.

Daodao went to Xiangzhang Mountain, and when she came back, she brought back a coffin, and Grandma Xiang couldn't help but feel very relieved, this is a coffin of golden silk nanmu, which is more precious than the coffin of the emperor.

Needless to say, this must have been left by Fu Bao, and the old man definitely didn't expect that he, who was originally poor, could still enjoy glory and wealth when he was alive, and he could lie in a golden silk nanmu coffin that was better than the emperor when he died.

"Aunt and grandmother, are you saying that Fu Bao did not come back, but left a coffin of golden silk nanmu, I just happened to go to put a stick of incense on my aunt and grandfather to see the golden silk nanmu prepared by Fubao."

Shun Shihan stood up, Grandma Xiang hurriedly led the way in front, and as soon as she entered the mourning hall, she saw a huge coffin with pure lacquer, delicate gold painting and exquisite craftsmanship.

The lid of the coffin was not fully covered, and there was an opening of more than a foot on the head, and Shun Shihan saw at a glance that the old man Xiang was lying in the coffin, with a kind face, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised.

Took the lit sandalwood from Grandma Xiang, bowed three times, and someone took the sandalwood and inserted it into the incense burner, Shun Shihan carefully looked at the coffin, and admired it in his heart:

"Bashu has a long history and is brilliant. Rongzhou has a long history. The treasure land is full of spirits, and the sacred trees are vast. Absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and gather the fragrance of Qiankun. ”

Grandma Xiang was a little uneasy when she heard this, if the wealth of the Xiang family is higher than that of the royal family, then the Xiang family will be in danger, but there is only one coffin, and the old man has already been lying in it, so he can't change the coffin now.

"Aunt and grandmother, this is the coffin left by Fu Bao."

"Exactly, it's still the way to get it."

Shun Shihan glanced at Daodao and didn't speak, although he wanted it in his heart, he still knew the identity of Daodao, it was Fu Bao who specially stayed to protect the Xiang family, so he shook his head decisively and drove the greed out.

"The emperor of Dongshun Kingdom, Fubao left a total of four coffins, two for Old Man Xiang and Grandma Xiang, and two for you, but if you use it, the Queen Mother can't use it."

Shun Shihan understood the meaning of Taoism in seconds, the coffin of this golden silk nanmu should be a one-to-one pair, he used it, and the remaining one was of course used by his queen.

"Thank you, thank you for Daodao, and thank you Fubao, I accept it, come here, and draft the purpose."

The palace people stood up, took the pen and ink and sat on the desk next to it, waiting for the emperor's dictation.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor system said: loyalty, righteousness, public incense, wealth and nobility, respect and goodness, teaching loyalty and encouragement, respect for the Chenyu, hereby to the Xiang family lineage of the lineage of life and generation exempt from taxation, generation after generation Junjie into the dynasty as an official, inherit the innocent wind, Jiazi to serve the government, with the will to show the honor."

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of Grandma Xiang and all the Xiang family members instantly relaxed, but they didn't expect that the two coffins would be exempted from taxes for generations of the family.

The descendants of the family can not only inherit the title of loyal and righteous duke, but also elect an excellent son-in-law, and they can directly enter the court as an official, which is too great.

"On the third day of tomorrow, the old man will go to the funeral, and the monks in the temple will follow you to give the old man a ride, but just send it to the foot of the mountain, and I will take the coffin up the mountain."

Dao Dao looked at Grandma Xiang and Shun Shihan very seriously and said, the land lord told her that the place where Fu Bao stayed in his previous life was a feng shui treasure, and she kept it for her grandmother to put the coffin.

But this place is in the secret place of the mountain, and mortals can't enter this area, so only Daodao can carry the coffin and bury it alone.

Shun Shihan was stunned again when he heard this, what does the words of Dao mean, is it possible that Fubao has also prepared a feng shui treasure, but he is not red-eyed at this, the royal family has its own imperial mausoleum.

The sun sets, the moon rises, the mourning hall is brightly lit, Grandma Xiang has not slept for two days, Fugui and Fugui's sister-in-law forcibly brought her into the house, tomorrow the old man is out of the funeral, no matter what, I have to sleep for a while.

It's just that they didn't know that Grandma Xiang never woke up from this sleep, and when Xuanxuan stood in front of Grandma Xiang's bed with Fubao, they saw at a glance that Old Man Xiang's soul was snuggling up to Grandma Xiang's side.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm back."

Fu Bao's voice was very ethereal, this was her ability to talk to the old couple, otherwise their souls would not be able to withstand Fu Bao's Buddha fate.

"Fubao, it's good that we can finally see you before we leave."

The old man stood up and wanted to touch Fu Bao's face, but his hand passed through, and he couldn't help but be stunned, Mu Ran woke up to realize that he and Fu Bao were already separated by yin and yang.