A tall middle-aged man walked in, with white skin, soft eyebrows and eyes, two mustaches on his lips, and plain clothes.

"Old man, ...... festival"

Xu Mo seemed to be a little sad between his eyebrows.

The old man stood up, and he didn't dare to take it: "Thank you Patriarch for coming." ”

"Alas, what patriarch is not a patriarch, in front of you, I am just a junior, not to mention that today I am here to mourn Brother Ying."

Xu Mo was quite polite, "Old man, let me first put a stick of incense on Brother Ying." ”

"Okay."

The old man didn't say much, and stepped aside.

Xu Rong handed the lit incense to Xu Mo and stood next to the old man.

Regardless of whether Xu Mo is sincere or fake, at least on the scene, his every move is quite comfortable.

After the incense, Xu Mo sighed: "It's a pity." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Xu Rong, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This kid is Xu Rong, right?" ”

"Yes, Ah Rong, this is your Uncle Xu Moxu, and he is also the patriarch of our Xu clan."

The old man gave Xu Rong a look, for fear that he would be too hostile to Xu Mo and offend people because of the previous incident between Xu Yuan and his son.

Xu Rong is a traverser, and he still understands this thing.

And today's predicament, maybe it depends on this Xu Mo.

Xu Rong bowed slightly: "Uncle Xu." ”

"Good boy."

Xu Mo looked at Xu Rong with warm eyes and patted him on the shoulder affectionately.

"Uncle heard that you took over your third uncle's position?"

Xu Rong was not surprised that Xu Mo knew this, after all, many people were present at the time.

It's just that everyone present is on errand in the yamen, and it is not time to get off work now.

Xu Mo was able to know so quickly, which means that he has someone in the yamen.

Xu Rong didn't know why Xu Mo mentioned this matter at this time, so he thought about it and replied: "Yes, the county magistrate may have given my family some compensation because of the third uncle." ”

Xu Mo smiled noncommittally.

There are a total of eight dead catchers, including Zhang Yu, who is the head catcher, except for Xu Rong, he has not heard of any other such successors.

Besides, he still knows a lot about the county commander Zhang Su, who is not so benevolent.

Xu Rong was able to enter Zhang Su's eyes, and he must have reached the strength standard of catching fast, and perhaps had other strengths.

"Then you have to work hard, don't live up to the appreciation of the county magistrate, and don't live up to your third uncle's expectations."

"Rong understands."

Next, the three of them chatted for a while, basically Xu Mo was talking, and the old man and Xu Rong were talking.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go."

The old man hurriedly said, "Ah Rong, you send the patriarch on my behalf." ”

"Okay."

Xu Rong was half a step behind and sent Xu Mo out of the door, and then he found that many people from the Xu clan had come.

Xu Mo didn't seem to see these people, but said to Xu Rong gently: "Good boy, you go back, you don't need to send it." ”

Seeing Xu Mo get into the carriage and leave, looking at the people of the Xu clan who were gradually converging, he thought about it and stood at the door to receive these people.

There is a high probability that these people came because of Xu Mo.

After all, the patriarchs of the human family all come to mourn, what do other people think if they don't mourn?

As if he didn't realize this, Xu Rong stood at the door and greeted these people in a good voice.

Just like the old man said before, there is no need to talk about these little things.

on the carriage.

The butler who was accompanying him asked a little puzzled, "Master, didn't you plan to come?" How did you change your mind? ”

Xu Mo closed his eyes, there was no expression on his white face, and said casually: "There have always been a lot of pickled things in the clan, although I don't like it, but I can't block other people's 'financial road', otherwise I will definitely end up complaining." ”

The housekeeper understood that this was about Xu Yuan's father and son, and as far as he knew, it was not only this family that had this idea.

Not only because of the deed, title deed, land deed, but also because of the position of 'jailer'.

Unlike the arrest that requires hardcore regulations, although the jailer is a servant, he has some oil and water, and there is not much danger.

The key is that the positions of these officials are the same as those of the officials, which are basically passed down from father to son, and even between brothers.

Because Xu Rong is only an adopted son, even if he takes over this position from the old man, he will have to rely on Xu Ying, the third uncle, to take care of him in order to live in peace.

But if Xu Rong is gone, won't these "brothers" be able to take it over?

Xu Mo continued: "But then I heard about one thing, because of the death of his third uncle, Xu Rong's martial arts cultivation was refined, and then he was valued by Zhang Su and recruited to catch fast. ”

"After Xu Ying died before, their family was worthless, and there was no need to offend other families for them, but now it can be regarded as a little investment."

"At the age of sixteen, at least refining the strength of dirty is also of some value."

The butler nodded knowingly: "The position of the jailer, should we interfere?" ”

"Forget about this little profit, it's not necessary, and the kid may not let it out."

"Master mean Xu Rong?"

Xu Mo bowed his head slightly and stopped talking.

The carriage slowly moved away, leaving only two wheel prints.

……

After the last person to mourn was sent away, Xu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really a tiring thing to be tired of being crooked in my heart, but I still have to deal with it carefully.

"Master, I got something, you can eat some."

Xu Rong looked at the old man nestled in the chair, and was a little worried.

Although the old man didn't cry or anything like that today, it seems to be no different from usual.

But the more this happened, the more worried Xu Rong became.

"Eat it yourself, I don't have much appetite."

Against the backdrop of the flickering candle flames, the old man's face was cast a shadow, which made it difficult to see.

Xu Rong pursed his lips, he knew the reason, but he couldn't say anything comforting, just persuaded: "Master, people are iron and steel, if you don't eat something, it will take a few days for the next few days, how will you support it then?" ”

He heard that the wealthy families in the inner city would stay at home for three to five days for relatives from other places to come to mourn before they would be buried and buried.

However, Xu Rong's poor family is not so particular, and he will be buried tomorrow.

It's just that this also needs to be handled, and the old man must follow the whole process, and the body can't bear it when the time comes.

After a few more words of persuasion, the old man finally moved his chopsticks.

Xu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

After the two finished eating, Xu Rong asked, "Master, do you have any plans for the position of jailer?" ”

The old man thought for a while: "Let's exchange it for some money, it costs money to practice martial arts, and now there is nothing left at home, you need silver." ”

Xu Rong had an idea in his heart: "Master, this position is now being watched by many people, and it is not easy to change money, why don't you let me deal with it?" ”

"Okay, you're grown up now, it's all yours, you can watch and deal with it."

After today's incident, the old man is still quite relieved about Xu Rong.