I ate soft rice in those years

But in the capital, the news of Chu Xiuyan and Chu Wenlin's escort and sacrifice spread throughout the streets and alleys.

The Chu family's son, who was so magnificent back then, fell so suddenly that everyone couldn't help but be speechless.

The Chu family was even more shocked, and the chaos became a mess.

The patriarch, the third uncle, was sitting in the lobby, and below them were the family members, grandmothers and old ladies. All of them were present except Erye Chu who was weak and unable to go out.

"What should I do now?" I don't know who suddenly asked such a sentence.

The third uncle let out a snort, "What can I do? I will have a funeral with clothes and a big burial."

After all, the others were silent for a while.Everyone knew in their hearts that what they were asking was not these, but what should they do in the future?

In the past, Chu Xiuyan was in charge of the clan's family business, and the expenses for food and clothing were all paid out of his room, and all the books were in his hands. Chu Xiuyan's sudden death, who owns the major shops here? Taking over is impossible to calculate, and more importantly, it is hard to say who will succeed Chu Xiuyan in contact with Yan Bianzong in the future.

The fourth daughter-in-law winked at her husband, seeing him hesitate for a moment and pretending not to notice, she pinched her secretly.

The one who was pinched gasped, Sifang withdrew his hand, and suggested weakly: "Otherwise, divide the family's property?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, other people also echoed: "Yes, let's break up."

Yan Bianzong thought well, Chu Xiuyan was the backbone of the Chu family, without him, the rest of the people would not be able to become great talents, but it is only human nature to plan for their own future.

Gradually, the room began to quarrel.

"I'm not greedy, as long as the tea industry in the south is fine."

"Are you dreaming, the tea industry can be regarded as the big head, and if it is divided, it is also my head. I am away all year round, don't I know better than you?"

"What about us?"

The next moment, the third uncle slapped the table, and everyone was quiet with a loud bang. He glanced at them coldly, "I, the patriarch, is not dead yet."

Seeing that the people below agreed a lot, they became bolder, "Then what do you think should be done?"

The third uncle raised his eyebrows, "Nothing to do! Afterwards, all the accounts in Chu Xiuyan's hands will be sent to me, and I will take over. As usual, you just take care of yourself, and I will not miss you. Just get out of here."

Now everyone was stunned, the third uncle was the patriarch after all, if he wanted to remove a person from the family tree, it would not be easy, but as long as he found a small fault, it would be over.

The old lady sighed, and looked up at him, "Let's finish Xiu Yan's funeral first."

The third uncle, who was about to ask Zheng Yue to come over, remembered that Chu Xiuyan's funeral had not yet been held, and couldn't help coughing in embarrassment, "Then let's put these things aside for now. Use clothes to replace others, and be buried in the Chu family's ancestral grave. I'll call someone to prepare."

The old lady didn't speak, she stood up with another sigh, shook her head and walked out.

The whole room is full of cold hearts.

-

The servants hung white silk and white lanterns around the plaque outside the mansion overnight, and the whole manor fell silent.

From time to time, several sobs could be heard from Qingyunzhai.

Sun Tao leaned against the window and couldn't stop crying, the tears shed had already soaked the handkerchief.

Chun Shui wiped the corners of her eyes, patted her on the shoulder, and softly persuaded: "Don't cry, you still have to prepare the clothes of the son and son."

Chu Wenlin was not from the surname of Chu, so he couldn't enter the ancestral grave, so he could only buy one for him in the suburbs of the city.

Sun Tao sniffled, wiped away her tears with her fingers, and nodded.

Seeing them like this, Zheng Yue opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Zhengyue." A person came over and whispered to him: "The patriarch asked me to come and take all the accounts of the son."

Before Zhengyue could speak, Suntao came over, the corners of his eyes were still red, but he stared very wide at this moment, "What does this mean? Our son's bones are not cold, and our clothes have not been buried yet, you, you Can't wait any longer?"

The man's expression froze, and he said a little forcefully: "This is the order of the patriarch, if you don't follow it, you must obey it."

Suntao was furious and wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Chunshui, "Suntao, it's useless to say anything now, we'd better prepare for the funeral of Shizi and the others."

Sun Tao wiped her nose, turned around a little unconvinced, and stopped talking.

Zheng Yue glanced at the man indifferently, "Since the patriarch wants it, then take it."

The man laughed, "That's right."

Zheng Yue walked to the bookcase, opened it, took out the thick accounts inside, and handed it to the servant.

Sun Tao gritted her teeth and watched him leave triumphantly, rubbed the handkerchief and cursed: "Damn it."

"It's okay, even if he takes it away, it depends on whether he has the ability to keep it." Zheng Yue watched him go away with a calm expression, and looked up to the outside of the courtyard. The sky had already started to turn white, and it would be dawn soon.

-

Uncle Chu asked people to put the clothes into the coffin, and put the coffin in the lobby of Chu's house.

Just as the stick of incense was being burnt, the servant next to him was still burning paper, so he heard the servant report, "Patriarch, Eunuch Wu is here, saying that it is the emperor's order to pursue the crown prince."

The third uncle paused, "Please hurry up. Let everyone come over."

The Chu family was completely untouched, and the third uncle and the old lady came to greet them in plain clothes, "See father-in-law."

Eunuch Wu led a group of young eunuchs in and looked at the golden nanmu coffin parked in the center, "My condolences." After he finished speaking, he saw Zheng Yue, who was kneeling in the corner, staring at him in the blink of an eye. , covered his mouth and coughed.Although it was a bit inappropriate, it was the only way to avoid suspicion.

Then he slowly opened the imperial decree.

-

In the lobby, everyone knelt and held their breath, but there was a sound of wheels outside Chu's mansion, and a carriage stopped in front of the mansion.The two guards outside took a strange look.

I saw the car curtain being lifted from the inside.

First, a golden thread boot was exposed, and the snow-white hem of his feet flashed along with his movements, and then he saw a man in a moon-white robe and a dark-pattern cloak stepping down on a stool , with long hair tied up high, revealing half of the delicate mask on his face.

Who is this person if not Chu Xiuyan?

The moment they saw Chu Xiuyan, the two guards' eyes widened and they murmured, "Shi, Shi Zi..."

The white lamp above the head was still burning, and the white silk rose with the wind, and a person who should have been lifeless appeared in front of his eyes. The two of them kept backing away in horror, tripping over the steps and falling to the ground.

Chu Xiuyan ignored it, turned around, raised his hand and reached into the carriage, took Chu Wenlin's hand inside, put his arms around his waist, and helped him get off the carriage.

Huanyuan, who was standing aside, looked coldly at the two guards who were already stunned, "Your Majesty is back, and you haven't gone in to report yet."

It was only then that the guard came to his senses, looked at each other, and realized that his eldest son was not dead, and quickly said, "Yes, yes..."

After finishing speaking, he scrambled and crawled into the mansion.

In the lobby, Mr. Wu Gonggong was reading the imperial decree, "The emperor said, Chu's Xiuyan Duan adheres to the good, respects you sincerely, and disregards the dangers and dangers during this trip, and has made meritorious escorts. Aspirations, to be honored..."

But at this moment, someone suddenly interrupted, "Clan, patriarch, he is back!"

The third uncle's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he immediately stood up, frowned and looked at them, "Say something nonsense, dare to offend the oracle, come and beat these two lunatics out."

But Eunuch Wu paused, his eyes flashed, and he asked the guard, "What's going on?"

"My son, he is outside the mansion, and he came back with Chu Wenlin." The guard knelt on the ground, pointed to the door, and couldn't speak clearly, "It's true, this slave really isn't talking nonsense."

"How is it possible? Chu Xiuyan rescued him and died. Everyone knows how he was able to come back." Third Uncle Chu quickly explained, "Eunuch Wu, these two people must have gone crazy, and I will punish them severely. Please don't blame Eunuch Wu. "

At this time, he did not notice that the faces of the people behind him had changed.

"Welcome, son, son."

When Zhengyue's clear voice sounded, Third Uncle Chu was taken aback for a moment, then looked behind Eunuch Wu, and saw Chu Xiuyan walking in against the light.

He was dressed in white, and was looking down at Chu Wenlin, who was beside him with a pale face, and raised his hand to block the wide cloak behind him, shielding him from the cold autumn wind.

Hearing Zhengyue's voice, Chu Xiuyan raised his eyes, glanced at the crowd, and smiled slowly, "I kept everyone waiting for a long time."

The author has something to say: The imperial edict comes from the imperial edict on February [-], the first year of Yongzheng

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