Accumulate Wealth in Life

Takako Hanmen (59)

The next day, Lin Yutong was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps before he could ask Fourth Master if he had made up his mind.

"Master..." Wu Chun came in and was still breathing heavily, making Lin Yutong wonder if the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard were a little too far apart.

She motioned Cherry to pour Wu Chun a cup of tea, and then said, "No hurry, the sky is falling, and there is a man holding it up! What's the hurry?"

The fourth master broke the steamed buns in his hand and put in the beef sauce made by Lin Yutong himself. Then he gave Lin Yutong a helpless look, turned his face and said to Wu Chunlai, "Yes, don't worry. Take it slow."

Wu Chunlai drank the boiled water, and then quickly said: "Master, Madam, a group of mourners came to the door. They pulled a coffin outside our mansion..."

Just after the end of this year, someone came with a coffin. What is this for?

Look for bad luck!

I gave the dragon chair yesterday and the coffin today. What's going on here?

Lin Yutong's angry face changed, but the fourth master's face did not change. Instead, he asked Wu Chunlai while eating, "Did you say who they are?"

Wu Chunlai said in a low voice: "It is said that it is the imperial envoy, and the person lying in the coffin is the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, Mr. Fan Dongzhe and Fan..."

Lin Yutong was a little confused, and even the fourth master couldn't help but look at Wu Chunlai. What does it mean?

The imperial court sent an imperial envoy to come, but the imperial envoy was lying in the coffin.

"Dead?" Lin Yutong asked in surprise. But this death has nothing to do with his own family, and he can't pull the coffin to his own door.

Wu Chunlai was stunned for a moment, and then he said with a sad face: "Madam, it's scary because he's lying in a coffin if he doesn't die."

Lin Yutong was confused, but the fourth master understood.

"Okay, let's go take a look first." Fourth Master said, and got up.

The two went straight to the gate. He is a real imperial envoy, and this man wearing hemp and filial piety can't let him in, can he?

When he got to the door, Fang Changqing was already there. He is now officially taking on the errand of Mr. Staff.

There was a carriage at the door, followed by five sturdy young men, all dressed in linen and wearing filial ties on their heads. On the other side, a man with a moustache was talking to Fang Changqing.

There was a black lacquer coffin on the carriage, and a gap was exposed at one end of the coffin. Obviously, there was someone inside.

Fang Changqing said almost what the moustache had said, and then turned to the fourth master, and reported in a low voice: "...The emperor has added the marquis to the king of the country..."

The fourth master laughed and glanced at Lin Yutong, as if to say, this is the reliance you guessed.

Lin Yutong couldn't help but pouted and said in a low voice, "The title is generous, and there is nothing real." She looked at Fang Changqing, "What else is there to reward? Gold and silver? Jewelry? Soldiers and horses?"

Fang Changqing touched his nose, and then said again: "Two jars of royal wine, an octagonal official hat, and a golden book and a golden seal." He pointed to the coffin, as well as those who wore sackcloth and filial piety, and explained Said, "The emperor asked Master Fan to be the imperial envoy, but Master Fan sent back all the honor guards prepared by the Ministry of Rites."

Lin Yutong nodded, those colorful things were too attractive. There are refugees all along the way, and when I see them, I can't think that I have caught a fat sheep.

"Not only did he not put up a guard of honor, but he also sent all the original guards away, leaving only a few strong ones, prepared a coffin, and went on the road like this..."

Lin Yutong said with a smile: "That's right, how can there be so many funerals? That way, it won't be an eye-opener. No one robs the dead of money..."

Fang Changqing also said with some admiration: "All the imperial gifts were put into the coffin. Originally, this could have arrived without fail. Who would have known that a cold wind would have caused Mr. Fan to fall ill. In order to hurry up, they put Mr. Fan in. Put it in the coffin..." He pointed to the mustache beside the carriage, "That's the deputy envoy of the imperial envoy, Mr. Liu from the Ministry of Rites."

Fourth Master went down the steps and walked down.

As soon as he reached the coffin, he stretched out a hand from the coffin, followed closely, pushed the coffin board with that hand, and then sat up. His complexion was pale, and it was obvious that he was seriously ill.

He looked very labored, "I made you laugh at Lord Hou."

The fourth master went over in person and supported Fan Dongzhe, "Master Fan, why did you say this? It's not easy for you to come to Beijing safely in this troubled time."

After saying that, they greeted him, and Li Jian and Wu Chun came forward and fished Fan Dongzhe out of the coffin.

"Come back to the mansion, please ask the doctor." The fourth master ordered and went inside.

Lin Yutong explained to Fang Changqing in a low voice: "These people are placed in the post house, and I will tell them tomorrow that Mr. Fan has passed away. Send them back to Jinling."

Fang Changqing was stunned for a moment, "Madam..." Maybe he wanted to kill Fan Dongzhe. Should not be! Immediately following, his thoughts flashed, she didn't want to kill Fan Dongzhe, but wanted to keep him. Anyway, he was ill, and he was very ill. If he died, he just didn't want to stay. In this way, Fan Dongzhe's family will be very safe in Jinling.

But this method is also too rogue.

"Let's do it like this." Lin Yutong glanced at Fang Changqing, no doubt about it.

Fan Dongzhe was indeed very ill. This disease was not wind-cold, but typhoid fever. If it's two days later, it's really not good.

Lin Yutong read the prescription prescribed by the doctor, and secretly added or decreased the herbs, and then called Wu Chunlai.

When he looked up, he saw that the fourth master was playing with the official hat in his hand again, and then threw it out, "It's not sincere to take an empty title to restrain people."

Just as Lin Yutong was about to speak, Fang Changqing walked in.

"It's settled?" the fourth master asked.

Fang Changqing nodded, "It's settled." He glanced at Lin Yutong before saying to the fourth master, "The doctor has also been arranged to hand out the news of Master Fan's ill health."

Fourth Master glanced at Lin Yutong, "Do as Madam said."

Fan Dongzhe was mentioned by Mr. Lu Heng. His appointment as Minister of Household was the result of Mr. Lu's recommendation. "There is no doubt about this person's ability, and he is flexible and flexible in handling things. He is not a pedantic person. Such a talented person, naturally, you can't miss it when you see it..."

When the imperial emissary left the capital, Fan Dongzhe's illness really slowly got better. Hearing that he was 'die of illness', he almost passed out.

I made a coffin by myself, and now it's done, I really put myself in it.

Lin Yutong personally took the medicine bowl and held it over, "Sir, it's all my fault. I'll apologize to you first."

Fan Dongzhe stared at Lin Yutong, his chest heaving. Is this an understatement, a mistake and it can go away?

The fourth master said: "My wife has a wicked temperament. If you want to blame my husband, I will blame me. However, it is also my intention to keep my husband. In this situation, it is not a glorious thing to be an imperial commissioner. The risks involved must be more than my own. Clear. But why did so many ministers in the court send a first-rank officer like you? It is really because the title of the duke of my country is so important. If it is so important, the Minister of Rites should personally announce the decree, not You are the minister of household, aren't you?"

Fan Dongzhe choked, of course this is true. No one knows better than himself how he has been excluded.

"I heard that Mr. Zheng's niece is the concubine of King Zheng?" Lin Yutong suddenly asked.

Fan Dongzhe's face was even more ugly, which was really painful to say.

The side concubine of King Zheng is nominally his niece. But his sister died of illness within half a year of her marriage. This side concubine is the eldest daughter of his brother-in-law. She used to be the concubine of King Zheng, but later King Zheng raised this concubine as a concubine in order to win over him. My brother-in-law immediately recorded this eldest daughter in the name of his sister, and now, in terms of etiquette, she really became his niece.

Originally, it was very common for aristocratic families to marry each other. He just smiled. If you really choose a position for this relationship, isn't it a joke? Not to mention a fake niece who is not related by blood, even a daughter-in-law, in the face of major events, you have to think twice.

If this is the case under normal conditions. Unable to hold back, King Zheng suddenly reversed.

The emperor was already suspicious, and he would rather kill by mistake than let go of such a thing. If it weren't for the fact that his position was really important and he couldn't handle it casually, I'd be afraid that the emperor would get angry, and he wouldn't know what to do.

It can't be done outright, isn't the little shoe coming right away in the dark? He has always looked down on eunuchs like Feng Hai. No, when I encountered such a chore, I was pushed out.

Rogues are rampant, bandits are rampant, and victims rebel. In addition, it was cold and freezing all the way, and I was running around for days, so I fell ill on the road. If they didn't know the attitude of the people above, how could the people below dare to treat themselves so perfunctory, instead of asking for medicine, they put themselves in the coffin and hurry up. This is to dislike their slow death.

Seeing the sad and angry look on his face, the fourth master said: "Sir staying here is just a fake death. If you really want to go back, I'm afraid it will be a real death. Don't worry, sir, I will send someone to bring your family back to the capital as soon as possible. The reunion. The old man who stayed in the capital is still there, and the old servants who stayed in the house are all well. If you want to go back and have a look, it’s okay. Just go back at night and hide from people.”

Fan Dongzhe glanced at the fourth master with a complicated expression, then closed his eyes and murmured: "Be loyal and see abandonment! Be loyal and see abandonment..."

Lin Yutong then slowly withdrew, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he saw Wu Chunlai carrying the food box, Lin Yutong took it personally, "Give it to me, I'll send it in myself."

Just as he was about to lift the curtain, he heard the fourth master ask Fan Dongzhe, "What is the most afraid of sir?"

Lin Yutong heard Fan Dongzhe's low voice, "After this incident, the most fearful thing is death."

She was suddenly amused, and she lifted the curtain and went in.

The fourth master was not disturbed at all, and asked with a smile, "What is your favorite?"

Lin Yutong listened with pricked ears as he took out the food. Why does it feel like Fourth Master is doing a mental test. Is this the new skill he got?

After listening to Mr. Fan coughing, he said: "Of course the favorite is money. In the next minister of households, I worry about money all day long. What do you love if you don't love money?"

Afraid of death and love of money!

This is a real person!