The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 474 Inheritance
What can the Zhu family do, just suffer.

On the day Mr. Zhu died, the second mistress had a miscarriage and the four-month-old fetus was inexplicably aborted. The second mistress then hemorrhaged heavily and her life was hanging by a thread.

Doctor Shen took action and administered the Thirteen Guimen acupuncture to save the patient.

When the No. 12 injection was reached, the second mistress’s bleeding still hadn’t stopped.

Because it was agreed in advance that only twelve injections would be administered, the second mistress finally bled to death without closing her eyes.

Dr. Shen did not administer the last injection, so she naturally felt guilty, and she burst into tears on the spot.

He fell ill after returning home and is still on leave from the hospital.

Mr. Zhu was devastated as he held his wife's gradually cold body.

Overnight, his father, son, and wife died, all of whom were his closest relatives.

Mr. Zhu was desperate and wanted to go with him, but luckily he was stopped by someone.

The second room's cries were loud, and Mr. Zhu's body was still lying upright, but it was about to dawn.

As soon as the day breaks, relatives and friends will come to express their condolences. Even if Uncle Zhu shamelessly uses "Today is an unlucky divination, which is not good for the guests," he will not be able to survive for three days.

At the critical moment, Mrs. Mao thought of a trick and placed an empty coffin in the middle of the mourning hall.

There is no one who is so crazy that he insists on opening the coffin and taking a look at Mr. Zhu!

Mao once again issued a hush-hush order. Anyone who dared to leak a word to anyone in the house, no matter who they were, would be beaten to death.

Just like that, the Zhu family carried two more coffins to the mansion, one to hold "Master Zhu" and the other to hold the second mistress Ren.

On the second day, the door of Zhu's mansion was opened, and relatives and friends came in to express their condolences.

The second grandma’s parents couldn’t believe that their good daughter had suddenly disappeared, and they made a big fuss when they entered the house.

However, upon hearing that the Zhu family had invited half of the imperial hospital to treat their daughter, half of their anger was gone;
Seeing the two beautiful nieces again, the other half's anger could only subside.

The niece's surname is Zhu. No matter how good the Zhu family is, the two sisters will always rely on them in the future.

Who do you blame?
I can only blame my daughter for her bad fate.

The mourning halls on both sides have been set up, and Master Zhu's body is a big deal. We can't just let him lie on the door panel and expose his body. It will stink after a long time.

Boss Zhu discussed with Mao Diyi and decided to place the person in the ice cellar.

Rich families, especially those who are not short of money, will dig an ice cellar in their house to store ice so that it can be used when the weather is hot next year.

Coincidentally, it is not too hot in the Imperial City this summer, and there is still some ice in the ice cellar.

If it's not enough, you can secretly borrow some from Xie Mansion and Pei Mansion to last for two months before winter comes.Once winter comes, things get easier.

The matter of the corpse was solved, but another difficulty was faced.

After a person dies, he must rest in his grave.

Mr. Zhu is just a supervisor of Qintian Prison, a fifth-grade official, and to put it bluntly, he is an ordinary person.

There are rules for how long it takes for ordinary people to rest. Three days is the minimum, five days is just right, and seven days is the maximum.

The length of time depends on the filial piety of the children and grandchildren.

Even if it lasts seven days, what happens after seven days?

Carrying an empty coffin to a funeral is a taboo in Feng Shui.

Boss Zhu was so anxious that he lost hair in handfuls. In just a few days, he aged more than ten years.

At the critical moment, Mao was still able to keep the overall situation in check.

She said that Mr. Zhu had revealed too many secrets in his life. The coffin had to be placed in a Buddhist gate and listened to Buddhist chants for seven months before it could be buried. Otherwise, the family would be uneasy and the descendants would be uneasy.

To other people, this is simply unbelievable;

But in the Zhu family, it is a normal thing.

Aren’t divination and fortune-telling and Feng Shui horoscopes revealing secrets?

So, Mr. Zhu asked his eldest brother-in-law to thank him, and Xie Erli asked him to marry Mr. Pei.

Seven days later, an empty coffin was carried out of Zhu's mansion and carried to a temple in the suburbs. The Zhu family spent 3000 taels of silver to rent a dining room in the temple specifically to house Mr. Zhu's coffin.

Mr. Zhu selected several reliable servants to take turns guarding the fasting room for twelve hours.The matter of Mr. Zhu was passed over without any danger.

"But it's not over at all."

Little Master Pei sighed, "Last night, Mr. Zhu fell ill, and my father came to see him. What do you think he was?"

Li Buyan opened his eyes and said, "Speak quickly and don't show off."

Just sell!

Little Mr. Pei deliberately tilted his head towards Zhao Yishi and lowered his voice deliberately: "My father said it was dangerous."

Zhao Yishi's face changed in shock: "What kind of disease is it? Why is it so dangerous?"

"My father can't diagnose anything. Even the old doctors at the hospital can't diagnose it. Even if I feel the pulse, I can't tell what's wrong."

Little Master Pei sighed again.

"What do you think Mr. Zhu couldn't let go of before he died? If you count on your fingers, there are already two lives. If you add one more, there will be three!"

Zhao Yishi was silent for a moment, "Miss Li, when will your lady come back?"

Li Buyan made the final calculation: "If everything goes well, there will be another month. If everything goes wrong..."

"Bah, bah, crow's mouth, they must go smoothly."

Little Mr. Pei put his hands together and bowed several times to the sky.

"Blessed by Bodhisattva, Boss Zhu must never, ever get into trouble. He must hold on until Yan Sanhe and the others come back."

When Li Buyan heard Little Master Pei's tone, he felt something was wrong: "Why, can something happen to Zhu Laoer?"

Little Mr. Pei had an expression on his face that said, "I can't tell you the difference between me and you, this shit-stirring stick." He picked up the tea cup and drank tea.

Zhao Yishi spoke in a low voice, "Qin Tianjian is passed down from father to son, son to grandson, and grandson to great-grandson. It is passed down from generation to generation."

His clothes were scented with ambergris, which was very light, but it penetrated Li Buyan's nose from time to time.

Li Buyan said to himself: What kind of incense does a good grown man smoke?But his body couldn't help but move forward, and it smelled so good.

Looking up, he saw Zhao Yishi's dark eyes.

She quickly sat upright and said, "Your Highness, please speak down!"

"It is said that the Zhu family has family mottos, one is to pass down the inheritance from male to female; the second is not to pass on the eldest son, not the direct descendant, only the spiritual ones."

Zhao Yishi: "Mr. Zhu who just died was not a direct descendant, nor was he the elder of the family, but he was the best at divination and fortune-telling in the entire Zhu family, and he was also the most spiritual. So Mr. Zhu passed on the mantle to him."

Li Buyan was confused, "Then what does this have to do with Uncle Zhu not being able to die?"

"Of Mr. Zhu's three sons, it is the elder Mr. Zhu who is the direct descendant who has the most aura. Mr. Zhu taught him all his housekeeping skills."

Zhao Yishi's voice was as gentle as ever, "If something happens to him, the Zhu family's ability to predict fortunes will be cut off, and someone else will have to replace the Qintian Supervisor."

There are too many capable people in this world, and they are all watching.

If the Zhu family is not good at it, there will naturally be people who can.

Li Buyan: "Don't he have two younger brothers?"

"Oh my God, could you listen more carefully?"

Little Mr. Pei said fiercely: "Father passes on to son, son passes on to grandson, and grandson passes on to great-grandson. How can you say that it should be passed on to brother? This is the rule!"

How could I forget this.

Li Buyan slapped his head: "Uncle Zhu doesn't have a son or something?"

"Yes, there are two direct relatives."

Zhao Yishi said very patiently: "But in this profession, even the most spiritual person will need 30 to [-] years of training before he can become a master. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what will happen?"

"Hurt self and others."

(End of this chapter)