dressed as a scholar

Yuan Fang Yu came back to the city after he got this fame, and there was no time for banquets. Many dignitaries in the city wanted to entertain Fang Yu, but they were shocked by the funeral, and everyone sighed for a while. there is none left.

White was hung in the house the next day, and the servants and servants changed into plain clothes, with white belts around their waists. The house that should have been joyous overnight and hung with red silk, silk, bamboo, firecrackers and cups was completely depressing.

The house was chaotic, and there were the sounds of servants walking and bustling around. It was also Fang Yu who had been in the study for more than an hour, busy reviewing the things that need to be paid attention to in keeping filial piety.

Confucius said: "When you are born, you do things with propriety; when you die, you bury branches with propriety."

Nowadays, keeping filial piety is mandatory and the country has a legal system, so we must be careful about it.

The period of filial piety is three years, and during this period, you are not allowed to be an official, you are not allowed to participate in scientific examinations, you are not allowed to marry, you are not allowed to participate in big banquets, and you are not allowed to go to the land of fireworks to have fun. If you live in separate rooms, you have to reduce the number of times you have sex... In short, there are a lot of rules and regulations.

Fang Yu's brain hurts watching it, and it's fine if he misses the exam next year, and he is not allowed to have sex with husband and wife, it is simply destroying human desire.

"My lord, the mages are here, you should go to the mourning hall."

Fang Yu put away the book and stood up: "Okay."

The mourning hall was full of mages, chanting scriptures for a while, beating gongs and trumpets for a while, and burning incense sticks and paper money. It was smoky and noisy, and Chen's coffin was parked in the middle of the mourning hall.He had to wear sackcloth and filial piety to follow behind the mage who practiced it, stop and go, and after a lot of tossing, he knelt down before the spirit to burn paper and cry for funerals...

Although Fang Yu has never held a funeral before, he still knows the general details, but the way it is done now is much more complicated and cumbersome.

Before approaching the mourning hall, Qiao Hezhi grabbed Fang Yu first.

"What's the matter? But the house is noisy and busy, and you don't feel well?"

Qiao Hezhi was dressed in a white filial piety dress, and his waist was stretched by two hemp ropes, which made him look extraordinarily slender. Fang Yu thought of the phrase "If you want to be pretty, you should be filial piety."

"What's going on! You're fine in the mourning hall. I heard that these things are mysterious and there are so many ways." Qiao Hezhi pulled the man aside to a quiet place, and tied a small sachet around Fang Yu's waist: "Seek the mage, please!" Yes, it is said that it can not only protect people, but also protect other things.”

Fang Yu looked at the delicate sachet and couldn't help laughing: "So mysterious? It smells like incense. The price is not cheap."

"It's something I showed off, and it's in the sachet that the mage asked for. It's not just for protecting people, so it's naturally more expensive."

Well, I feel at ease after being coaxed of your money: "Master, why didn't you give you an umbrella? Isn't it written in the story books that female ghosts hide in umbrellas? When you close the umbrella, you get in. When you open the umbrella, you will be killed." How convenient it is to jump out."

"You are poor-mouthed, so are you a female ghost?"

Fang Yu pursed his lips and snickered, Qiao Hezhi angrily punched him hard.

"Cough!" Mother Qiao came in from the outside, seeing the young couple still flirting here, she said with a straight face, "The guests outside who came to express their condolences have begun to come."

"There is a son-in-law guarding the funeral, so you and your mother go outside to entertain guests. This time, besides the relatives of Fang's family in the countryside, many big families in the city also came to express their condolences, so we can't ignore it."

Fang Yu patted Qiao Hezhi's hand and said: "If you come from the countryside, if you know how to be polite, you will be welcome, Hezhi, you know how to measure, go."

Qiao Hezhi nodded.

The master calculated the time to go up the mountain at [-] o'clock tomorrow. According to the custom of condolences, relatives and friends will come to express condolences that night, and the family will have a banquet to entertain them. They will have some light meals early the next morning. If you go up the mountain late, eat before going up the mountain.

Fang Yu can't accept the banquet, and the gates in the city have to find other ways to make friends. A funeral is not like a wedding banquet, and it is not easy to visit without a post. For such a sad thing, it is kind of others to bring a gift to come to express condolences. People will not let go of this opportunity, and there are many more people than originally planned.

It can be said that no one cares about you in a busy city, but Fu has distant relatives in the mountains.

Fang Yu couldn't be more relieved that his father-in-law and mother-in-law came to help manage the banquet. He twirled the small sachet around his waist with his fingers, and went to the mourning hall to guard it.

After being busy all night, the Fang family had only one son. Fang Yu spent the whole night beating and beating in front of the coffin, burning money papers and crying for funerals. We went up to the mountain to be buried together, and after the seventh day of the busy day, the family returned to peace.

Fang Yu stood under the eaves of the Longevity Hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the plaque, he couldn't help but sighed slightly, this plaque has not been used to its full potential, and I'm afraid it will be clean in the future.

"Ah!"

After so many days, almost all of them are responsible for the filial piety, and the body is a little bit too much.It coincided with the change of seasons, it was windy and rainy two nights ago, and he stayed in the mourning hall for most of the night. At that time, he felt a little cold, but he didn't take it to heart because of the busy work. Now his tense nerves relaxed. I actually feel that my hands and feet are very weak.

"Xuezhu, go to the medical center and get me some medicine for typhoid fever. I'll go back to the room and sleep."

"Is your lord feeling unwell?"

"It's not a serious problem, it's just a simple headache." Fang Yu said, "There's no need to mobilize people, let the husband know what to worry about."

"Yes, the little one will help the Lord go back to the house and rest."

Fang Yu waved his hand: "Just go."

No matter how hot Yuncheng is at the end of September, there will be no waves. This year, there is a lot of rain in autumn. Many villagers who harvested their crops late have suffered from the rain. The grains have become moldy after being drenched in the rain.He was busy these days, and he only heard a word from his father-in-law. After a day off, he had to settle the accounts of the autumn harvest laborers.

Fang Yu fell asleep after thinking about it, and when he opened his eyes again, the candle was lit in the room, and it was already dark outside, I don't know what time it is at night.

When he propped himself up and thought about it, he felt that his forehead was dry after sweating profusely, and he didn't have much strength in his body. When he heard the movement, a figure hurried in from outside the bedroom, and he quickly took a pillow and stuffed it into it. his waist.

Fang Yu saw that the eyes of the person sitting by the bed looking directly at him were clearly red, but he pursed his lips and said with a serious face: "I don't feel well, so I didn't say it earlier, I have to support it alone, it's good now." , fell ill."

"I've been asleep for three or four hours. If I don't wake up again, people will think that my soul has been taken away."

Seeing that Fang Yu hadn't answered, Qiao Hezhi just looked at him motionless, his heart tightened, and tentatively stretched out his hand to pinch Fang Yu's face, maybe it was because of the cold, or maybe it was because he had slept for too long and his face was warm Yep, a little bit of redness.

"You, why don't you speak?"

Seeing the person in front of him talking for a while with his lips pursed and his eyelids lowered, Fang Yu chuckled and put Qiao Hezhi's hand on his face, tilted his head and said, "I have a terrible headache, and you still scold me."

Just now he woke up with a little sickness, Fang Yu's voice was not as clear and sharp as usual, but a bit nasal, and it really seemed like that when he acted coquettishly.

"I don't want to talk about you." Qiao Hezhi saw that people were so distressed, and folded himself at the front of the table to get a bowl of medicine: "It's just warmed up, the temperature is just right, and you'll feel better soon after you drink it."

Qiao Hezhi scooped up a spoonful, put it in front of his lips, blew it, and passed it to the person's mouth. Fang Yu also took a few sips honestly.

"After drinking the medicine, I asked Si Yu to bring some clear porridge. You haven't eaten in the afternoon, so don't be hungry."

Fang Yu nodded, and ate the porridge according to Qiao Hezhi's wishes. The illness came like a mountain. No matter how healthy he is, once he was ill, he had no strength to do anything, and he was heavy.

Qiao Hezhi fed the medicine and porridge, and felt that Fang Yu's body was still hot, so he took a handkerchief and dipped it in water to wipe his face and body.

Fang Yu originally wanted to take advantage of his illness to pester Qiao Hezhi to act coquettishly, but he never let go of his frown when he saw people busy before and after, and he was reluctant to pretend. He took Qiao Hezhi's hand and said: "No It's that serious, you don't have to worry."

"How can I not be in a hurry, logically speaking, you are not usually sick, and you suddenly became sick like this." Qiao Hezhi moved his eyes, and asked in a low voice before Fang Yu's chin: "Could it be that you are here?" Is the mourning hall harmed by the Master’s sutras for too long?”

Fang Yu patted his forehead and came again. He didn't know when his daughter-in-law would be able to get rid of her nagging. He clasped Qiao Hezhi's thin shoulders with his hands, and stuffed him into the quilt: "How can it be so mysterious, besides, haven't I been carrying the sachet you gave me these few days?"

"Be careful, my hair is messed up by you! Didn't you also say that it might be a scam of my money, and you can't guarantee that it will be completely useful."

"My little ancestor, I just contracted a common cold. How about letting you try me?"

Qiao Hezhi quickly pushed Fang Yu away: "Don't be fooled, have you forgotten the rules of keeping filial piety!"

Fang Yu sighed: "Of course I won't forget it. For the sake of being a patient, you can stay with me all night."

"I must take good care of you." Qiao Hezhi got up from the bed: "Although there is a funeral at home, everything is simple, but this year there is a lot of rain, and some crops have been planted. My parents decided to give food and some supplies to the victims. After all It is necessary to celebrate such a rare happy event as Zhongju. Even if you go in the name of the Qiao family, you will also go there when the time comes, so it will be appropriate."

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law have really worked a lot for our affairs these days, so I should go and thank them."

"Thank you for what. My parents said that my husband will not go to the high hall, and I am alone. I will take care of him in the future."

Fang Yu took Qiao Hezhi's hand: "Who says I'm alone, I still have a husband, and I will have children in the future."

Qiao Hezhi smiled and patted his forehead: "Okay, I know. After drinking the medicine, I fell asleep earlier, and sooner when I recovered, I will stay here and watch over."