Unparalleled Concubine

In ancient burials, the material of the coffin was first discussed, and then the weight, thickness, and weight. The thicker the coffin, the better. Royal princes were buried, and there was an outer coffin outside the coffin, which was extremely heavy.

But these are naturally unrealistic for ordinary people. For ordinary people, it is a good end to have a thin coffin. If not, they will be like Li Xin's uncle, with only a straw mat Wrapped up.

Now that Li Xin is rich, the charcoal seller's coffin cost him dozens of pennies, which is worthy of him.

The old man saved his life first, and then indirectly because of his death, Li Xinxin felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He took an iron lift from the wooden cart, walked towards the direction of the uncle's grave, and then chose an open space not far from the uncle's grave.

At the beginning, Li Xin promised the old man that he would dig a grave for him when he left. This was the man's promise, and Li Xin never forgot.

Although he can hire someone to do this now, he will always feel uneasy if he doesn't dig it himself.

Although he was not responsible for the death of the charcoal seller, it is inseparable from him. If the people from the Marquis of Pingnan had not come to burn this house down, then the matter would never have developed to the point where it is today.

The iron rod went deep into the soil, and pieces of soil flew up and down. Li Xin was expressionless, and his hatred for Pingnanhou's mansion deepened in his heart.

That time the Pingnanhou Mansion sent people to burn the house, and directly injured the old man lying on the bed, unable to move. If it wasn't because he almost lost the ability to move, the old man would not use the method of seeking death to kill Li Xin with him. Girls who sell charcoal are tied together.

Thinking of this, Li Xinxin's anger finally had a vent.

When it was almost noon, a rectangular tomb pit had begun to appear. Li Xin was sweating profusely, sitting aside to rest.

While wiping tears, the little girl helped Li Xin move the soil from the grave, and from time to time reached out to wipe Li Xin's sweat.

A carriage came from the direction of the capital and stopped not far from the cemetery. His Highness King Wei, dressed in black, stepped out of the carriage, followed by the graceful Cui Jiuniang.

The Seventh Prince walked up to Li Xin, and sighed slightly: "I just received the news, so I'm late, the old man was fine a few days ago, why don't you say it's gone?"

Li Xin was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at the Seventh Prince, and said expressionlessly: "People from the Marquis of Pingnan came to burn the house and injured the old man. The old man is old and cannot be cured for a long time. gone."

The Seventh Prince shook his head and didn't speak. He looked at the tomb pit behind Li Xin, which was already on a large scale, and shook his head: "How can you do these things by yourself? Say hello to me, and I'll send someone to help you Just deal with it."

Li Xin took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, picked up the iron lifter, and jumped down the grave.

"There are some things that you have to do yourself to see your sincerity, otherwise Li Xin won't be able to sleep in the middle of the night."

At this time, his hands had been worn out with several blood blisters, and every time he exerted force, it was painful.

This incident made Li Xin's understanding of this unknown era much clearer.

If you don't have strength, you can only be like a charcoal seller, let others manipulate you, and in the end you can only use your own life as the last resort.

The Seventh Prince had his hands behind his back, looking at Li Xin who was sweating profusely in the tomb, with a complex expression on his face.

This young man from Yongzhou is very different from those cool young men in the capital...

Chapter 40 Attitude

This funeral was held very frugally, to the point of being too frugal. Li Xin didn't even know the last name of the charcoal seller, and even the little girl didn't know the name of his grandpa. In desperation, Li Xin could only Guessing that his surname was Zhong, four characters were engraved on the tombstone.

The Tomb of Zhong Weng.

In ancient times, this tombstone was actually extremely unruly. Tombstones in this era at least had to be examined first, concubines first, and then the surname. Yes, it is necessary to write the official title on the front of the tombstone. It is a long pile of words to be serious. No tombstone is as simple or even crude as this tombstone, but Li Xin knows nothing about the life name of the charcoal seller. , can only write a few words as simple as that.

Even the surname Zhong was forced by him based on the surname of the girl who sells charcoal. In Li Xin's estimation, it is unlikely that the old man's surname is Zhong.

After kowtowing a few times in front of the tombstone with the little girl, Li Xin stretched his body. He was exhausted after a busy day. He squatted down and helped the charcoal seller who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly: " Girl, let's go back and come visit grandpa when we have time."

The charcoal girl's eyes were swollen from crying, she hugged Li Xin's arm, tears in her eyes.

"Brother, grandpa, will he never come out?"

Li Xin touched the poor little girl's head, and said softly: "Girl, don't be afraid, Grandpa is gone, and you still have brother to protect you. Grandpa just went to the sky, and he will always watch you in the sky from now on."

The little girl cried even more, she sobbed: "Brother, I'm afraid..."

A little girl, the old man who was her companion suddenly disappeared. It is normal to feel insecure. After Li Xin came to this world, he often had this feeling. Already mature, he is unlikely to just cry like a girl.

Li Xin reached out and hugged the girl into his arms, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Grandpa will protect the girl in the sky, and my brother will protect the girl in the future, no one can harm you."

The charcoal girl was picked up by Li Xin, and her head got into Li Xin's shoulder, still crying.

To be honest, this girl has not had a good life with the charcoal seller for the past few years, but she didn't blame the old man. On the contrary, she has a strong affection for the charcoal seller, which shows that she is a very kind girl.

Three years old and old, although one's character cannot be said to be stereotyped since childhood, some clues can be seen to be true since childhood.

On the official road not far from the cemetery, a purple carriage was waiting there. Li Xin lifted the curtain and walked up, took a deep breath, and nodded slowly to a man and a woman in the carriage.

"Your Highness, Sister Cui, I've been waiting for a long time."

It's almost dark now, and when they return to the city, it will definitely be dark, and then the city gate will be closed, and without the Seventh Prince, Li Xin will not even be able to enter the city gate, so the Seventh Prince has been quietly The waiting here.

His Royal Highness Wei Wang nodded to Li Xin, and said softly: "The matter is over, don't be too sad."

Cui Jiuniang also expressed relief, with a soft voice: "Mr. Li is a person who attaches great importance to emotions, but after all, things are like this, and we still have to mourn."

Li Xin looked at the charcoal girl who had fallen asleep in his arms, and let out a light breath.

At the end of the day, not only was he tired, but the little girl was also exhausted, lying in his arms, crying and falling asleep.

Li Xin looked up at the Seventh Prince and Cui Jiuniang, with a calm voice: "When Li Xin entered the capital, he was expelled from the capital by the Pingnan Hou Mansion and lived in a ruined temple. If it weren't for this old man, Li Xin might have frozen to death there. In a dilapidated temple, the old man had saved my life, but I... caused him to lose his life."

Naturally, Li Xin would not tell these two people that the charcoal seller committed suicide. He had to make these two people think that he was incompatible with Pingnanhou's mansion, so that he would have the opportunity to use Wei Wangfu's strength to deal with Pingnanhou. government.

Although His Royal Highness King Wei had no expression on his face, he was secretly crying in his heart.

The reason why he likes Li Xin so much is that one day he can send Li Xin to the Marquis of Pingnan and let him recognize his ancestors. In other words, what he needs is the second son of Marquis of Pingnan, not Li Xin. This person, now Li Xin has a feeling that he is at odds with the Pingnan Houfu, so he doesn't know what to do for a while.

Cui Jiuniang knew what His Royal Highness Wei meant, she sighed lightly, and said, "Young Master Li, Madam Yu did something wrong in this matter, and Madam Yu must give an explanation in the future." .”

She spoke very strangely, she didn't elevate this matter to the level of Pingnanhou's Mansion, but stopped at Madam Yu. The subtext was that this matter had nothing to do with Pingnanhou's Mansion, it was Madam Yu's own behavior.

The Seventh Prince narrowed his eyes and said softly: "When Marquis Pingnan returns to the capital, this king will come forward in person and ask that Mrs. Yu for an explanation on behalf of Brother Xin."

With a few words, these two people transferred all the conflicts to that Mrs. Yu.

In fact, Madam Yu is indeed the Seventh Prince's enemy.Because Mrs. Yu's son, Li Chun, was very close to his brother of the third emperor, Ji Huan, and the purpose of the seventh prince to find Li Xin was to send him to Pingnanhou's mansion one day. Help look after the Pingnanhou Mansion, and not let the military power in the hands of the Pingnanhou Mansion be used by others.

If Madam Yu and that little Marquis could be overthrown and Li Xin could inherit the title of Marquis of Pingnan, that would be the best thing.

Li Xin reached out and patted the little girl in his arms slowly, and looked up at the Seventh Prince.

"Your Highness means that I shouldn't blame the Pingnanhou Mansion?"

His Royal Highness King Wei sighed, and said sincerely, "This king is thinking of you. At the end of the day, one must return to one's roots."

Chinese people all have the idea of ​​returning to their roots, especially the ancients, who value their roots, or their family, very seriously. Sometimes you kick a person out of the family, eliminate him from the family tree, or even kill him. He also made him feel uncomfortable, that's why so many people died willingly for their own little family.