Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 627 Life is the way it tastes

In the seventh year of Shaoyuan, the imperial court went through two major changes, and it goes without saying much about the previous ones.

Later, in the autumn of this year, perhaps in order to calm the situation, perhaps because the emperor himself had a guilty conscience, or perhaps he had planned to do so, the excessive liquidation and pursuit of some old-school civil servants was no longer continued, and the trend of making troubles was stopped. .

The magistrates of several states who originally concealed the disaster were convicted and executed, and many officials in the capital, including the minister Zhan Shiwei, were sentenced to death.

No matter what happens in the future, at least Emperor Dayong thinks he has handled it relatively properly.

However, these are mostly just means to appease the nobles. They actually have little impact on ordinary people, and they do not understand it so deeply. The affairs of the government and the public are not as resonant as a "The Biography of Duke Chu".

For people as far away as Xihe Town, Yuanjiang County, Yuezhou, the death of the old man of the Yi family is a big deal, and they cannot care about it no matter how far away they are.
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In addition, as the Yi family is one of the most famous families in Yuanjiang County today, the size of the funeral will naturally be large. Ordinary people will not mourn for too long. After all, they have to take into account agricultural production.

And a family like the Yi family has to take into account the reputation of their grandson as an official. In addition to the delay in the burial of the old man, the white matter will continue for a period of time.

Yi Yong'an was still buried on Shannangang in Kuonan Mountain, which is now the exclusive ancestral tomb of the Yi family.

The funeral procession was huge. In addition to a large group of people from the Yi family and a large group of people from Xihe Town, many people from Yuanjiang County who had contact with the Yi family also arrived. Even the magistrate of Yuanjiang County who had sent people to mourn before Someone showed up again.

But the old lady is gone, and this "acting" should stop.

Yi Shuyuan walked a little slowly among the crowd, occasionally looking back in the direction of Shannangang.

"Is the one closest to the Yi family Yi Baokang? Or is it Yi Abao?"

It was almost noon, the coffins and coffins were buried, and the vast crowd also went down the mountain. Those in the rear group left earlier, and the closest relatives were the last to leave.

"Uncle, I thought you were gone."

Yi Shuyuan didn't pay attention to the complicated emotions of the people passing by him, and the "true and false" in everyone's heart had no effect on him.

"Isn't that right? The influence of the Yi family is not limited to Yuanjiang County. They are also famous in Yuezhou. It's a pity that in the future, as the reputation becomes more and more prosperous, it will become farther away from the Tao. As the saying goes, a gentleman's fortune will last for five generations. But in many cases it won’t reach the fifth life.”

Lao Song sighed, and Huang Hongchuan smiled.

After passing Yi Shuyuan, he turned back and saw Yi Abao. The latter seemed to have discovered him, and he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over to him.

This old pine has been taking a long time to break through himself. For decades, he has stood in the mountains like an ordinary old pine. He doesn't care about the outside world and knows very little about other things. In his past memories and the feeling of the last banquet, he still has a strong feeling for Yi Bao. Kang and Yi Abao were most impressed.

Most of the servants of the Yi family who passed by Yi Shuyuan were a little disappointed. After seeing Yi Shuyuan, they did not have the respectful attitude in the past, but their eyes were a little complicated.

"If we really count, maybe it's the one lying in the coffin today."

Huang Chongchuan was silent in thought and thought for a moment before answering.

"I didn't expect the Yi family's influence to be so great."

Huang Hongchuan and Lao Song stood together on a peak in Kuonan Mountain, watching the funeral procession stretching far away from Shannang Hill.

Maybe there is something special about normal funeral customs that can keep the soul stable, but Yi Yongan is already very stable, so today is just a formality.

People in the Yi family thought that maybe the master would have to settle accounts with the storyteller.

The storyteller is really great. In the past few months, except for the initial period of time at home, he has come here occasionally for a few days, which can also make the old man happy.

Abao felt relieved when he walked to Yi Shuyuan. When he saw someone turning around, he waved his hand and the others left as usual.

After hearing this, Lao Song looked at Huang Hongchuan and asked again.

Naturally, there was Yi Shuyuan in the funeral procession, but he was not too far forward. He didn't mind appearing as Uncle Yong'an, but it was a bit shocking, so he should wait a little longer.

Abao's voice was not loud, but his slightly nervous tone was still obvious, and Yi Shuyuan smiled.

Yi Shuyuan's smile was also seen by some people who were leaving not far away, including servants of the Yi family. Those people frowned and some complained.

"Can you still laugh in a day like this?" "After all, he is a storyteller, just acting."

As the months passed, some rumors and exaggerated things gradually subsided. Even people within the Yi family were not convinced by everyone. People would find suitable reasons on their own.

Yi Shuyuan could hear these subtle words, and maybe Abao also heard some, but Yi Shuyuan didn't take it seriously and just responded to Abao's words.

"Yi is not ready to leave without saying goodbye."

Abao looked at Yi Shuyuan with a slightly sad expression.

"Then you still want to leave? Why don't you stay a little longer and wait a little longer."

Yi Shuyuan turned back and looked in the direction of Shannangang.

"The Yi family's affairs have to be done for a hundred days, right? Is it also to allow Yi Han and Yi Lin to catch up?"

Perhaps catching up with Bai Shi is especially important for Yi Han, who is an official. After all, filial piety is one of Dayong's key assessments.

Abao remained silent, then opened his mouth to defend himself.

"Even if a letter is sent, if you don't see it with your own eyes, what is said in the letter is somewhat ridiculous to ordinary people. Han'er is an official and it is not appropriate to leave easily. Lin'er is married to a foreigner and it is inconvenient for women to come and go."

Yi Shuyuan reached out and patted Abao's arm.

"There is no need to be nervous. Grandpa is not asking for guilt, but after all, Yong An is gone."

Yi Abao's steps stopped. On the mountain road halfway up the mountain, Yi Shuyuan looked back while walking. The old-looking Abao had some uneasiness and loss on his face. When he came into contact with Yi Shuyuan's eyes, he looked back. Looking back towards Shannangang.

In the past few days, no matter how much my friends and relatives cried, whether they were really crying or pretending to cry, they never saw Ah Bao shed tears. The sentimentality and seriousness seemed to be imprinted on his face. Perhaps only Lu Junling can show the weak side. See.

But at this moment, there was no one around except Yi Shuyuan. Abao finally seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and his body began to tremble. Looking back at Shannangang, tears were streaming down his face.

"Hoho. Grandpa, will you come to see me off in the future?"

"Silly boy, you are so strong, you will definitely live a long life. What are you talking about? Go home!"

Yi Shuyuan said this.

Yi Abao said "Hmm!", wiped his face with his sleeves ungently, and then followed Yi Shuyuan quickly down the mountain.

Even though Abao is old, he still looks like a child, especially when he was crying just now. Yi Shuyuan can understand A Bao, and even more understands his good intentions as a father.

However, the society in this life is naturally not as convenient as Yi Shuyuan's previous life. Even so, it has been a few months since he came back, and there will definitely be no less letters sent to his family. Since the two children have not come back, there is no need to force it.
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At the foot of Kuonan Mountain, most of the original funeral procession had dispersed. It was neat and orderly when they arrived, but not so particular when they returned, but there were still many people waiting for the remaining people to come down.

Yi Shuyuan and Yi Abao were among the last people to go down the mountain. Hui Mian, who had walked around the mountain for a long time, also returned with a full load and returned to Yi Shuyuan's shoulders.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning can be seen from a distance, arranging carriages and horses. They are mainly people from the Yi Mansion.

But when Yi Shuyuan and Abao reached the end of the mountain road, there was already a person waiting there by the mountain road.

The man was slightly fat and had a solemn face. He was the Big Toad King. When he saw the two coming, he bowed first and saluted.

"Mr. Yi, Master Yi!"

Yi Shuyuan bowed his hand, Abao solemnly returned the salute, and Hui Mian stood on the former's shoulder and asked.

"Chan Shang? Why didn't you come a while ago?"

The Toad King quickly answered.

"A while ago, I knew that Mr. Yi was concerned about family affairs, so Mr. Toad didn't dare to come and disturb him!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at Yi Abao beside him.

"Abao, let's just say goodbye. Grandpa will not go back."

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan smiled again.

"If anyone asks, just say that the "play money" has been settled."

"Grandpa"

"Go!"

There was reluctance in Abao's eyes. After standing for a long time, Abao did not force himself. He saluted Yi Shuyuan and then walked towards the crowd outside the mountain.

Hui Mian jumped over and reached Abao's shoulder. He took out an extra-large hawthorn as big as a baby's fist from nowhere. As soon as he released his paw, Abao subconsciously caught it.

It was also at this moment that Hui Mian, who never spoke in front of Abao, spoke.

"Abao, don't be too sentimental. I'm giving this to you. Life is just like it, with ups and downs and joys. If the teacher doesn't answer you clearly, he has already answered you. Don't you scholars like to cheat like this? Hehe!"

After saying that, Hui Mian left, leaving Yi Abao, who was holding a hawthorn with a shocked expression on his face. He looked back and returned to his normal pace after a while.

After walking a dozen steps and looking back, Abao saw the fallen leaves and dry grass on the other side of the mountain road, but the two people and the gray marten were no longer there.

"hey-hey."

Abao smiled and walked forward again. This step was easier than before.

But in fact, Yi Shuyuan and Big Toad King did not move. They just stood there, watching Yi Abao leave and watching the funeral procession return to the distant Xihe Town.

When Hui Mian returned to Yi Shuyuan's shoulder, the latter reached out and stroked the soft down on its cheeks and back.

"After hiding it for so long, did you give it to someone else?"

"That can't be considered 'someone else'!"

Hui Mian retorted.

The Big Toad King couldn't understand Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian's riddles, but he was glad that he didn't come to the door immediately after attending the tree demon banquet. Maybe this period of waiting is a bonus for the Immortal Lord, right? At least no points will be lost.

This encounter also made the Big Toad King understand why there are so many people in the world who want to find Yi Daozi, but there are only so few people who can actually find him.

"Big Toad King, why are you looking for Yi?"

The funeral procession in front had already gone away. Yi Shuyuan asked suddenly, which startled Chan Shang, who was still thinking. He hurriedly bowed his hand again.

"I don't dare to be called this. Immortal Lord can just call me Chan Shang."

As he spoke, the Big Toad King hurriedly continued.

"Actually, Toad was planning to go to Changfeng Lake, and he was also looking for Bai He. By the way, I took the liberty to ask the Immortal Lord first about the whereabouts of Brother Bai He, er, Brother He Yun and Qiao He. Does the Immortal Lord know?"

Hui Mian held another extra-large hawthorn and grinned when he heard this.

"Oh, I turned out to be looking for Bai He. I thought you wanted to ask about Fairy Mili?"

A hint of joy appeared on Big Toad King's face.

"Uh, Fellow Daoist Gray knows about Fairy Mili?"

"Hey!"

Hui Mian smiled and said nothing. King Toad seemed to realize what the occasion was and immediately came back seriously.

Yi Shuyuan on the side shook his head slightly and answered his previous question.

"I don't know where Bai He is going. I just ask him for a small favor occasionally, so I don't need him to be on call. Do you have anything important to do with him?"

Depending on the situation, White Crane may appear.

Big Toad King showed a little embarrassment on his face.

"Actually, uh, I'm down there."

Yi Shuyuan smiled. To put it bluntly, he was looking for Bai He because he was looking for him. He didn't know what the purpose of Big Toad King's temperament was. Asking for elixirs? Or is it because of women?

"Given your temperament of falling in love with anyone you meet, it's not a woman's business, right?"

Hui Mian was almost thinking the same thing as Yi Shuyuan, and he asked immediately.

"What does it mean to fall in love with someone when you meet them? Except for Mrs. Lingli and Fairy Mili, any woman in the world is nothing in front of me, Chan Shang!"

King Toad suddenly became excited and responded to the former question, but obviously did not deny the latter one.
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PS: This year I no longer stay at home and choose to go out to visit relatives. I will update only on the first, second and third day of the lunar month, and resume normal updates on the fourth day of the lunar month.

(End of this chapter)