Imperial Palace, Yamen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The sixteenth elder brother had a smile on his face, and hurriedly ordered people to go down and prepare tea.

Elder Brother Jiu raised his chin, looked at Sixteenth Elder Brother with a smile, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Little Sixteen Elder Brother Zhang Luo, my brother is not looking for you to ask for tea." My brother originally wanted to be clean for two years, but Xiao Sixteen and Cao Hao made my brother feel bad. How do you say this, in order to please Huang Ama, the sixteenth brother wants to use his brother as a raft? Or is Cao Hao thinking about the tea garden that their family handed over in the early years, and making a fuss about tea? ”

Hearing this, the sixteenth elder brother stepped forward to hold the arm of the ninth elder brother, invited him to the upper seat, and said aggrievedly: "Oh, my good brother, you can see that my younger brother is so tired that his face is yellow, and my brother doesn't say two words of distress, but he has come to wronged his younger brother!" ”

When the ninth elder brother heard this, he waited to talk about it, so he heard the sixteenth elder brother say again: "Ninth brother, it's just a bidding, just a trick." Brother Jiu's in-laws and disciples are all strong, are you still afraid of this? To tell the truth, Brother Jiu, that guy Cao Hao may have no strengths in other conveniences, and you don't know him when it comes to making money? The business in Daoxiang Village is booming, and the southern goods shop on the thirteenth brother's side is not to say that it is making money, but it is also a prosperous business. This foreign trade to Oros is a hot business, should you believe that he can come up with a good idea to make everyone make money? ”

Brother Nine sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, looked at Brother Sixteen with a smile and said: "Don't fool me, don't make money and don't say it, the 50,000 taels of silver that can participate in the bidding will be spit out by the Yamen of the Internal Affairs Bureau?" The Northwest military uses silver, everyone knows this. Cao Hao figured out this method to deceive everyone's guarantee.

The sixteenth elder brother waved his hand and said, "Ninth brother, if it is really just for the sake of guaranteeing money, it would be fine, and there is no need for my younger brother to work so hard." The 50,000 taels of silver are just for fear of blindly raising the price, and when the bidding is over, the silver will be returned. The real participation fee is only 3,000 taels of silver per household. ”

The ninth elder brother was always looking at the sixteenth elder brother's expression, and seeing that he didn't seem to be a fake, he changed the topic and said: "Anyway, it's from my mouth to grab food, brother, I can't afford to lose this face." Little Sixteen, what do you say, what is the reserve price of this Raushzi's bidding? If my brother and I have meat to eat, I naturally don't let my brother drink soup. ”

When the sixteenth elder brother heard this, he said with a bitter face: "Brother, alas, this reserve price has to be set by the emperor before the bidding on the first day of February next year. Now, how does my brother know? ”

Hearing that Kangxi was brought out, Brother Jiu's expression froze, staring at Brother Sixteen, his face was unpredictable...... * Gulou Street, Guanghua Temple.

Even if Cao Hao's original intention was to abandon those false excitement and take care of Mr. Zhuang's funeral here, where are there a few things that are good in this world?

Those relatives and friends who heard the wind came to pay their respects.

Even if Cao Hao didn't have the heart to socialize, it was not good to be rude, so he had to be stubborn to socialize.

Fortunately, Li Wei and Jiang Jian were also taking care of the temple of Guanghua Temple, and they followed the stewards of Cao Mansion to make a lot of arrangements inside and out, so that Cao Hao could worry less.

Rao was like this, Cao Hao still lost weight quickly, his eyes were sunken, and his cheeks were thin.

When he went out to meet the mourners, it was fine, he restrained his mourning, and there was nothing yet; After the guests left, he returned to the mourning hall, but he often sat in front of the coffin in a daze.

It is not uncommon to sit overnight.

There is no crying and grabbing the earth, and there are no gorgeous sacrifices, but Cao Hao's sadness flowing from his heart cannot be concealed.

Speaking of which, it's just four words, "like a mourner".

When Li Wei saw it, he thought more and more that Cao Hao was a righteous and affectionate person; Jiang Jian's expression was quite complicated.

He entered Cao's house as a curtain, and at this time, the curtain guest also had the meaning of a half-master.

He entered the Cao Mansion before Mr. Zhuang died, and he was still a little humiliated and reluctant at that time.

When Li Wei recommended Cao Hao, Cao Hao said that he would obey his husband and politely refused.

When he arrived at Cao's house, he saw the courtesy of Mr. Zhuang from top to bottom, and his heart gradually calmed down.

This funeral, from beginning to end, was serious in Jiang Jian.

No one was negligent, and the Cao family was very heavy, as if it was not a Xixi, but a close elder.

In addition to Cao Hao, who changed his mourning clothes and kept a vigil at Guanghua Temple, Chu Yu also rushed over early in the morning every day to take care of related affairs until he returned at dusk.

At the time of "receiving three", Cao Yin couldn't help but take a few nephews to pay tribute in person, and even several people from the palace and the Guogong Mansion also came to mourn.

"First seven", Chu Yu brought a few boys from the house over. Tianyou, Hengsheng, Zuo Cheng, Zuo Zhu, the four little guys changed their filial piety clothes, lined up in front of the spirit, and kowtowed to Mr. Zhuang respectfully.

Except for the Cao family, who are sincerely sad, the other families are just looking at Cao Hao's feelings.

After the "first seven", there are more and more hangers.

Cao Haochu still wanted to see it, but after that, he couldn't afford to socialize, so he could only excuse his illness, and only invited Li Wei and the two of them to socialize with the steward of the Cao family.

In fact, the monk Zhiran is also in Guanghua Temple.

Together with the senior monks in the temple, he did supernatural rituals for Mr. Zhuang, and did not participate in secular things.

Li Wei had nothing to say, patting his chest in response; Jiang Jian, on his part, became a little cautious, and paid close attention to everyone he came into contact with to see if he had grievances and disputes with Cao Hao.

Don't mention the hanging guests who come and go, and talk about Cao Hao. After more than ten days of hard work, I couldn't hold on, I only felt that my eyes were dazzling and I was shaking when I walked.

In his mind, he remembered Mr. Zhuang's joking words before his death: "To live a long life, learn from Guo Ziyi, and have seven sons and eight sons-in-law full of beds." ”

Mr. Zhuang's voice and smile are vivid, but he will no longer blame Cao Hao for being reckless here and not elsewhere.

The mourning hall was empty, and Cao Hao sat alone in front of the spirit, and let people set up a vegetarian meal.

He sat cross-legged behind the table, his back straight, and his rice bowl in his hand, but tears were raining down.

He used chopsticks to put the rice in his mouth, but he felt bitter in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it.

On the other side of the mourning hall, Chu Yu held Niuniu's hand and looked at her husband's silhouette from a distance, with a look of worry on her face.

She hesitated, leaned over, and whispered a few words to Niuniu.

Niuniu nodded, put down Chu Yu's hand, and walked into the mourning hall with her calves.

Cao Hao's expression was sluggish, although he heard footsteps, but he didn't look around.

"Brother......" Niuniu walked closer, pulled Cao Hao's sleeve, and called pitifully.

Cao Hao turned his head and looked at Xiao Niuniu.

Xiao Niuniu had already raised her arm, wiped the tears on Cao Hao's face, and said with a little fear: "Brother is fine, just don't get sick, don't be sick like Daddy......" In the end, she was already crying: "In that case, what should Niuniu do?" No one cares about Niu Niu anymore, Niu Niu is going to get sick too......"

These words, the boiled look is thin, except for Cao Hao, who is a niuniu.

The original fat little face has been tossed for half a month, but now Niuniu also has a pointed chin, and it looks like she has grown up several years old all of a sudden.

Although Mr. Zhuang still has two daughters, he has been married a long time ago, and the only thing that hurts him the most is the old daughter in front of him.

Cao Hao pulled her to sit down, took a flower roll and sent it to her, and said, "I'm not sick, Niuniu shouldn't be sick, grow up well, so that your father doesn't love you so much." ”

Niuniu is five years old, and she doesn't seem to understand anything.

As a result, Hanamaki, she looked down twice, raised her head, and asked with red eyes: "Brother, my mother said that my brother said that Daddy is sick, so she has to enter the big box and come back when Niuniu is older." However, there are still people who say that he is dead...... I can't come back, I think Daddy, what should I do? ”

Is it better for a child to lie, or is it better to really want to?

Cao Hao is not an expert on children, so naturally he will not discuss it from a theoretical aspect.

He tried to keep himself calm, and said gently, "Does Niu Niu know what death is? It's just that the gentleman is tired, so I'll go and rest first. You eat well, sleep well, and if your husband misses you, he will come to see you in your dreams. That way, you'll be able to meet your Daddy. ”

Niuniu's tears hadn't been wiped yet, she had changed her smile, her eyes were shining, and she asked with joy, "Really?" Will Daddy really come back to see Niu Niu? ”

Cao Hao nodded vigorously, but there was some concern in his heart.

These words, every time he closed his eyes, there was Mr. Zhuang in front of him, but he fell asleep deeply, but he did not fall asleep.

Niuniu was overjoyed, Chu Yu stood on the other side of the mourning hall, and when she saw her husband's haggard appearance, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Thinking of Mr. Zhuang's kindness, who would have thought that heaven and man would be separated forever like this all these years?

Chu Yu's grief was also sincere, holding a handkerchief and constantly wiping away tears.

At this time, I heard someone whisper: "Sister-in-law, brother, are you inside?" ”

It was Cao Song who arrived, and his guard uniform had not been changed yet, so he thought he would come back on an errand.

Chu Yu nodded, turned sideways, and nodded Lingqian.

Cao Song poked his head out and looked forward, and saw his brother and Niuniu, one big and one small, sitting cross-legged on the ground, one holding a flower roll in his hand, eating it heavily.

"Can my brother eat? This, this, even if the temple is not good at meat, you have to get a few good dishes. Cao Song was a little surprised, and said, "I'll let someone get the food." ”

Chu Yu dissuaded him and said, "Second brother, I have made people hang ginseng porridge, and I have already sent people to serve it." That stuff is cheaper. ”

* Seongsai, Caofu, Ranwon.

Li Shi leaned on the side of the kang, looked at the young son in the cradle, and thought of the eldest son who was guarding the spirit in Guanghua Temple, he couldn't help but be a little worried, and sighed heavily.

A few days ago, she also went to Guanghua Temple and saw the haggard appearance of her eldest son.

Although the woman was kind, she was also a little sad about Mr. Zhuang's pass. However, in the end, there is a difference between intimacy and intimacy, and I still feel more sorry for my son.

Even, in private, she told Cao Yin about it and asked him to persuade her son.

Cao Yin's side was speechless.

It just so happened that Zhao Jia's family came to visit, and he was sitting on the other side of the kang table, chatting with Su Xin about the things in the palace one sentence after another.

Although she was full of curiosity, Su Xin was hindered by the rules and could not say anything, so she was vague about the past, which made Zhao Jia's understanding boring......

(To be continued)