Early the next morning, after a group of people who came to help had breakfast together, the sound of suona sounded in the mourning hall.

After the family's last worship, the coffin was covered, nailed, and covered with thick hemp rope, and then carried by four stout men to the Xu family's burial site.

Xu Rong wore linen and filial piety, holding Xu Ying's tablet and walking in the front.

There is mourning in the ears, a plain in the eyes, and paper money that keeps flying.

On the way, Xu Rong also saw several funeral processions, and the sound of mourning and crying was wafting, looking very sad.

Xu Rong couldn't help but think of what Lao Liu, the coffin shop, said yesterday: Business has been very good in the past few months, and there are more than ten people who come to buy coffins almost every month.

This is still the ability to afford a coffin, and there will only be more who cannot afford a coffin.

'Have so many people died in the city during this time?' ’

The thought flashed through his mind, and he wasn't in a good position right now, and he didn't have much of an eye on other things.

After Xu Ying was buried, Xu Rong helped the old man, whose energy had obviously declined a lot, to return home.

"Master, you have a good rest at home, I'll go out and do something."

The old man sat on the chair and was stunned for a moment, as if he had only heard: "Oh, you go, be careful when you go out." ”

"Then I'm ......"

"Is Xu Rong at home?"

The voice in the courtyard interrupted Xu Rong's words, and Xu Rong faintly felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

He came out of the old man's room and replied, "I'm here, is there something wrong?" ”

When he came to the door, Xu Rong saw a figure standing in the courtyard in a tie coat at a glance.

"Zhao Zhutou, please inside."

The person who came was named Zhao Long, one of the two deputy catchers of the Yamen, and Xu Rong was not familiar with him.

Even if he came to mourn Xu Ying, he should have come earlier.

"No, I'm here to give you a pension on the orders of the county magistrate."

Zhao Long took out a silver ticket from his arms, "You take this, this is what your third uncle bought in exchange for his life." ”

Xu Rong took it and saw its face value - one hundred taels of silver.

This can be said to be a huge amount of money for ordinary families.

For a family of three, the monthly expenses are only one or two taels of silver, and those who live a little tighter may not be even one or two.

This hundred taels of silver is enough to spend for several years.

But for those who practice martial arts, the medicinal oil, ointment, etc., consumed by practicing martial arts every month will cost at least two or three taels of silver.

If you use it, you won't be able to finish it for a few hundred taels.

Now Xu Ying's sacrifice pension is only one hundred taels, which is really a little little.

Xu Rong asked with a smile: "Zhao Zhutou, I remember that this pension is two hundred taels of silver, how can this ......?"

Zhao Long frowned, and stared at Xu Rong with a pair of round eyes: "Boy, what do you mean?" Do you suspect that I swallowed Xu Ying's pension? ”

"Although I have an average relationship with Xu Ying, I have a lifelong friendship, and I will covet the money he got in exchange for his life?"

"I'll tell you the truth, two hundred taels is just a good thing to say on the surface, and the specific amount to give depends on the meaning of the county commander."

Xu Rong looked at Zhao Long's righteous and strict appearance, and felt sick in his heart.

The old man has been in the yamen for decades, and he knows these things very well.

And when he was caught and sacrificed before, he had heard Xu Ying say that he gave two hundred taels of silver, and now it will become one hundred taels of silver in his hands?

"If you don't want it, just give me the hundred taels of silver, and I can go and live happily for a while."

Zhao Long said as he stretched out his hand to grab the silver ticket.

Xu Rong shrank his hand, knowing that there were enough troubles at home now, and if he offended Zhao Long again, the situation would be even worse.

"Zhao Zhutou said with a smile, this is my third uncle's pension, how can I not want it, I have Lao Zhao Zhutou to come today."

Zhao Long snorted coldly: "It's good to have silver for you, like you, the old and the young, maybe one day it will be gone, and you don't even know how to spend some silver to buy peace?" ”

Xu Rong's hands were clenched unconsciously, but there was still a smile on his face: "I'm young and ignorant, so I'll ask Zhao Zhutou to take care of me in the future." ”

"Count your knowledge, for the sake of your dead third uncle, I will take care of you in the future."

After Zhao Long finished speaking, he turned his head and walked out of the courtyard.

"Whew~"

Xu Rong let out a long breath, only to feel that the fatigue in his heart in the past two days was deeper than that accumulated in the past year.

It's not easy for the third uncle to shelter this family from the wind and rain. ’

Picking himself up again, Xu Rong returned to the house.

"Master, just now the yamen sent the third uncle's pension."

The old man sighed: "You can use this silver, it's hard for you." ”

Apparently he had heard the conversation in the courtyard just now.

"Master, there's nothing bitter, now I'm not good at it, and I should suffer a little hard, and I'll be fine later."

Xu Rong smiled, "Master, I'm going out." ”

"Go ahead."

Xu Rong took the Yanling knife left by the third uncle, and went straight to the inner city after going out.

I twisted through a few alleys and came to a street.

This area is the rich area of Cangqing City, and Xu Rong has not been here a few times.

The only few times I went to the mansion in front of me.

Looking at the rather magnificent "Xu Mansion" in front of him, Xu Rong stepped forward and said to the porter: "Please help inform me, just say that Xu Rong is coming to visit." ”

Hearing Xu Rong's self-reported name, the porter knew in his heart: "You wait here first, and I'll report to the master." ”

Xu Mansion, study.

The housekeeper walked in and bowed slightly: "Master, Xu Rong is here." ”

"Xu Rong?"

Xu Mo raised his head and looked away from the book.

"Why is this kid here? Take him to the living room. ”

"Yes, sir."

A hint of discoloration flashed in Xu Mo's eyes: "It's a little interesting to come to me at this time." ”

Xu Rong was taken to the living room and drank tea quietly.

It didn't take long for Xu Mo to walk in.

Xu Rong hurriedly got up: "I've seen Uncle Xu." ”

Xu Mo had a gentle smile on his face: "No need to be polite, sit down." ”

Xu Mo sat down next to Xu Rong, and then asked, "Why did the virtuous nephew have time to come to my mansion today?" ”

"The boy is here today to give you a gift."

Xu Mo was stunned when he heard this, he looked Xu Rong up and down, but he didn't see any gifts brought over.

He thought that this kid was here to sue, after all, he was the patriarch of the Xu clan, and the appearance of Xu Yuan's father and son was also within his jurisdiction.

Now it seems that he guessed wrong.

He asked with great interest, "What gift have you come to give me?" This is not a New Year, nor is it a festival. ”

Xu Rong Zhengse said: "Yesterday, the patriarch was able to come to mourn the third uncle, which was enough to make the kid feel guilty. ”

"The kid is not ungrateful, but limited by his own conditions, he can only give some gifts and express his gratitude."

Xu Rong put the waist card representing the jailer and the deed on the table.