Rebirth: From being expelled from the imperial court to becoming a high-ranking official

On the way back, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but share the interesting stories of Lin Zhaotang and his wife.

"Brother Zhaotang is good in every way. He has a good temper and is good at studying. The only thing is that he is not good at working. The family's livelihood depends on his few taels of silver for food and his wife's oil sales.

One time, he felt sorry for his wife who was carrying oil, so he said he was the one delivering the oil to the regular customers. Guess what happened? He was carrying the oil and was driven back by his wife before he even reached the alley entrance.

Feng Zhuo couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh as he spoke, and Qin Yunhe couldn't help laughing either.

He only knew that before Lin Zhaotang passed the imperial examination, he relied on his wife selling oil to make a living, but he didn't know there was such an interesting story.

"Later, when their lives became a little better, they pooled their money to buy a small cart, and he proposed to push the cart to sell oil. Sister Lin was afraid that he would spill the oil, so she filled two bags of grain for him to push and let him try. Sure enough, the cart overturned."

Feng Zhuo spoke with great passion and emotion, and Qin Yunhe was delighted to hear it.

"Alas, in fact, we all know that Sister Lin said that he can't do anything, but she actually doesn't want to delay his studies. Sister Lin is really a good wife, but she is not forgiving with her words."

Qin Yunhe also agreed with this. After all, it was not easy for a woman to support the family for so many years. If he really disliked her temper, they would have broken up long ago.

The two were walking and talking, and inadvertently turned their heads and saw servants hanging white cloth and white banners in front of a house on the side of the road, and there seemed to be crying sounds coming from inside the house.

Feng Zhuo was surprised and asked, "Hey, someone passed away in Mr. Jin's family? Did Mrs. Jin pass away?"

When Qin Yunhe heard the three words "Mr. Jin", his heart suddenly sank.

In fact, ever since he was reborn, he had been determined to take part in the imperial examinations and bring Yu Ru back to live a good life. Except for the time when Feng wanted Yu Ru to marry Jin Yuanwai and he remembered what Jin Biao had done, he hardly thought about Jin Biao at other times.

Anyway, Jin Biao will no longer have anything to do with Yu Ru or him, so even if Jin Biao is a poisonous snake, he can't bite them.

In addition, he was concentrating on preparing for the college entrance examination and had no time to think about it.

But he didn't expect to suddenly hear about the death of Mr. Jin and Old Mrs. Jin here, and his heart still tightened.

Because in the previous life, it seemed that since the death of Old Lady Jin, Yu Ru's situation had become increasingly difficult.

"Is this Mr. Jin's house?"

In his previous life, he had waited outside the Jin family's door for many days, waiting for an opportunity to take action.

But this place didn't look familiar, which made him feel a little dazed.

"Yes, this is the back door of Mr. Jin's house. His house is big, and there is a side door in the alley."

So that's why. No wonder he didn't recognize him at all. He was wandering outside the main gate at that time.

Qin Yunhe said nothing more.

Jinjia

Old Mrs. Jin passed away not long ago.

At that time, Jin Biao and Yan Guixiang were both there. Yan Guixiang was greatly relieved and even felt a little happy: "The old man finally died. He was so confused but he could hold on for so long. I am so tired."

When the servants in the mansion heard that the old lady had passed away, they all started crying regardless of whether it was true or not.

Although Jin Biao was sad, he knew in his heart that it was a matter of time.

After arranging for a maid to come and wash the old lady's body and change her shroud, he went out and arranged the funeral, suppressing his grief.

All the items needed for the funeral had been prepared at home, and the servants were arranged to remove the festive decorations hung during the wedding a few months ago and replace them with black and white round flowers for funerals.

Arrange the smart servants in the mansion to go and announce the death to various places.

Jin Biao didn't pay attention to Yan Guixiang for a while, and Yan Guixiang stayed in the old lady's room.

When the old lady was conscious, she had arranged her funeral arrangements, including which jewelry she wanted to take and what kind of coffin she wanted.

The maids have been serving the old lady all their lives, so naturally they are the ones who are responsible for arranging all these things.

After washing the old lady's body and changing her shroud, they began to put the jewelry on her one by one.

Gold hairpins inlaid with tourmaline, hairpins with cat's eyes, ruby ​​bracelets, bracelets made of Hetian jade and jadeite, all kinds of jewelry, all that could be worn were worn, and those that could not be worn were temporarily placed next to the old lady.

Yan Guixiang had never seen such a good thing before, and her eyes were dazzled for a moment.

"People are leaving and taking so many good things with them. It's a waste to bury these treasures underground. It's not a good deed to leave them."

Yan Guixiang looked at these good things but couldn't touch them, scratching her head anxiously.

Look left and right for the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, those old women did not leave after they had packed up, but sat beside the footstool and talked to the old lady, which made Yan Guixiang so angry that she rolled her eyes.

"Don't just stand there and go check out how the funeral hall is set up. We'll be moving there soon."

Several maids didn't want to pay attention to her, but because she was the mistress, one of them had to go over to take a look.

"And you two, go put on your mourning clothes and bring me one too."

This was indeed reasonable, so the maids had no choice but to leave.

Seeing that there was finally no one around, Yan Guixiang quickly walked to the old lady's body and looked carefully up and down, left and right, trying to see if there was anything she could take away that would not be easily discovered.

When Jin Biao heard that the old lady's clothes had been changed and the coffin had been placed over there, he came in and asked a few maids to move the old lady's body over there.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yan Guixiang looking at something furtively.

"What are you doing here?"

Yan Guixiang was startled and quickly withdrew her burning gaze from the old lady.

"Let me see if the old lady has packed everything properly, so she doesn't forget anything."

Jin Biao was displeased when he saw that she showed no sadness at all. He frowned and pushed her away: "Don't get in the way here. Go to the mourning hall and wait."

Since nothing could be moved anyway, Yan Guixiang didn't want to stay any longer, so she turned around and went to the mourning hall.

The old lady's body was quickly moved into the coffin, and everyone in the mansion began to cry loudly. Jin Biao cried even more while holding the coffin.

Yan Guixiang had no choice but to lie on the other side and pretend to cry out in grief. Her heart-wrenching roar was so loud that it immediately drowned out the cries of others, but she just kept shouting in her throat without a single tear.

Jin Biao was originally very sad, and was shocked by this indecent roar. A surge of evil fire surged in his heart. He raised his head and glared at Yan Guixiang deeply. It took him several efforts to suppress the evil fire.

After crying for a while, the crying gradually stopped, the servants began to leave the mourning hall, and Yan Guixiang also stopped crying.

Because she howled so loudly, Yan Guixiang's voice became a little hoarse, so she quickly called a little maid and asked her to bring her a glass of water.

Some of the same clan members received the news of the death, and those who lived nearby began to come over to express condolences and help. Jin Biao left the mourning hall and went out to greet them.

The mourning hall suddenly became deserted, with only Yan Guixiang still kneeling and lying there.

Yan Guixiang glanced around and went to the front of the old lady's coffin again.