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Chapter 322

Under the personal command of his great-grandson Jia Jia Shikai, the excavation of the tomb of the ancestors of Han Fu can be said to be comparable to a professional archaeological team.

As the coffins of the patriarch and his wife gradually revealed in the sunlight, Jia Liu, who is the great-grandson, undoubtedly had no turmoil in his heart.

Some are just a sincere and filial heart.

At the same time, it is also a greasy face.

If you can't solve the problem, get rid of the person who raised the problem.

According to this logical theorem, Jia Liu digs out the ancestral grave with his own hands, so he no longer has to worry that someone will attack his family's ancestral grave in the future.

Archaeological, also not!
No matter who you are, if you want to dig the ancestral grave of my Guizi Liu, there is no door!
From this point of view, it can be regarded as a blessing for the children and grandchildren. After all, it does not mean that the future generations will be as virtuous as his ancestor Shikai.

Wait, what if someone wants to dig up Shikai's ancestor's grave?
Jia Liu was shocked and frowned.

It is also troublesome to count thousands of times, but to miss yourself.

But it's still early to do what's behind, and the grandpa must be dealt with first.

However, even though Sauron's personal soldiers dug three feet into the ground and even crushed a lump of mud for inspection, after digging for a long time, there was nothing of value except a pile of worthless pots.

In the end, I'm afraid that epitaph is the most valuable in the old man's grave.

Because it has a certain historical value and is a document.

Can sell a hundred 80 taels.

Jia Liu's face became serious.

He re-examined his old man.

According to Daquan, although the old lady was born in a military service, after becoming an official, he established schools and educated people. Rare and second to none.

Although after Huai'an surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, he followed Prince Yu Duoduo to march south, burned, killed, looted and slaughtered cities all the way. When he was the governor of Henan Province, he tried his best to suppress the rebel army, and when he was the governor of Shaanxi Province, he killed no one in Guanzhong. However, Yu Daqing's martial arts and Wenzhi It is worthy of high recognition.

Therefore, Emperor Sheng Zuren spoke highly of the patriarch of Han Fu, called him a capable minister and virtuous minister, and carried it into the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army in an exceptional way.

Thus, the Jia family has a century-old glorious bannerman history.

From these two perspectives, the life of the ancestors of Han Fu was a life of philosophy, and there is no contradiction between the blood of his compatriots on his hands and vigorously promoting literature and running schools.

It's like holding chopsticks with your right hand when eating, and holding paper with your right hand when wiping your butt. Could it be that you can't eat because you wiped your butt with your right hand?

"Pooh!"

Jia Liu spit, rolled up his sleeves and jumped into the deep pit. After walking around the coffin of the old man and his wife, he suddenly chanted, "Hallelujah!"

Turning to the north again, he recited: "Amituofo!"

Then turned to the south and chanted: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"

Facing the east again, he recited: "Ma En Lie!"

Finally, bowing deeply to the coffins of the old man and his wife, Heshi recited silently: "Amen!"

After finishing the work, with a relaxed face, he waved his hand: "Open the coffin!"

"Whoo!"

All Sauron's personal soldiers found all kinds of tools and worked together to pry open the coffin lid of the ancestor of Han Fu.

The great-grandson Jia Liu's eyes were piercing, and everything was done, and it was broad daylight and the sun was shining brightly, so he was not afraid of the old man's hair blowing.

And this is for the old man's good, thinking that the old man Quan Xiayou knows that he can live in the largest house in the world, and it is a water bed, so he must be happy with his great-grandson from the bottom of his heart.

The moment the coffin lid was opened, all Sauron's soldiers and Yang Zhi exclaimed.

Jia Liu was startled, he poked his head to look, but was also stunned.

The old man in the coffin turned out to be lifelike.

Except for a darker complexion, no moisture, longer nails, a more ferocious expression, and longer hair, it is no different from a living person.

The official uniform of the second-rank senior official on his body is very eye-catching.

After a hundred years, the old man has not turned into a dry bone, but is in the stage of a mummified corpse.

Withdrawing his head, he looked at the guards who were all in a daze: "What are you doing in a daze, put it in a sack!"

Yang Zhi was the first to respond, first to say hello to the old man, then bravely began to explore, and finally told the young master regretfully that the prepared sack was not needed.

Because, apart from the corpse of the old man, there is no treasure in the coffin.

Jia Liu sighed and looked at the old lady's coffin.

Yang Zhi understood, and quickly asked the soldiers to lift the cover of the old lady.

As a result, the same is true.

What's the matter?
Jia Liuyi gritted his teeth and ordered the corpses of the old man and his wife to be taken away in sacks, because it was impossible for him to take the two coffins to Jingling.

For the sake of the great-grandson and the descendants of Jia's family, the old man and his wife can only be wronged.

Everyone unpacked immediately.

As a result, the sack was too small to fit well.

Yang Zhi didn't dare to desecrate the corpses of the old man and his wife, how could all Sauron's soldiers dare?
Everyone looked at Jia Liu.

Jia Liu groaned in his heart, but for the sake of the people of the country, he gritted his teeth and told everyone to turn around, then raised his foot and folded the old man into the bag with a "click".

Afterwards, he asked Yang Zhi to hide the old man and his wife first, so that they must not be discovered by the family members of the Jia family, otherwise there would be no way to explain it.

Because a new grave in the distance is being dug.

It is a good place for Mr. Onmyo to see.

Just wait for the grave to be opened here and the coffin carried over.

"Cover it."

Jia Liu, who got nothing, was very disappointed. After climbing up from the pit, he threw the bastard bought for more than [-] yuan into the pit, and then asked Shuan Zhu to inform Jia Youzhen and the others to come.

When a tortoise is born, there must be witnesses.

Otherwise, who will spread the auspiciousness.

Soon after hearing the news, Youzhen and the group of monks who were waiting to continue performing rituals for the new tomb arrived. Looking at the freshly unearthed Dawangba covered in mud, everyone was stunned and whispered.

Jia Liu was very satisfied with the result, but pretended not to understand anything on the surface, and asked Youzhen to help arrange the moving of the coffin.

After moving and burying, re-piling graves and laying bricks, erecting monuments and so on, there will be busy work.

The magistrate of Quwo County somehow heard that the Jia family in Beijing had come to move the grave of the old man Jia Taibao, so Pidianpidian brought people over.

That is to say, Pingyang Mansion is far away, and Jia Liu deliberately concealed it, otherwise the Pingyang Prefect would probably come over for a formality.

There is no other reason, one is that Jia Hanfu was the crown prince and Taibao back then, a famous person who only came out of Quwo County in hundreds of years.

The second is that Jia Taibao's great-grandson is the minister in charge of the authentic Manchurian and Zhengsanpin, and he is also the forehead of the palace.

This identity is not unusual in Beijing, but in Shanxi, it is enough to shake a county town down.

Due to the late receipt of the news, Quwo Wangzhi County arrived at dusk.

Seeing the county magistrate coming, Jia Youzhen and the others dared not neglect, and hurriedly took the magistrate to Grandpa Jia's residence.

"The next official, Wang Baoguo, has a meeting with Mr. Jia!"

Wang Zhixian knew the rules very well, and he dared to enter only after saluting outside the door.

"Sit, sit."

Jia Liu, who was drinking Laowangbatang, put down his bowl, wiped his mouth with a towel, and nodded to the magistrate Wang: "The old parents are interested."

(End of this chapter)