Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

"Yes, Daddy." Miss Wu and the second child smiled at the same time, and carefully packed away the dishes.

Su Mu watched carefully. Needless to say, Ms. Wu, even a bastard like Wu Lao Er had a hint of sadness and panic in his brows.

When they went out, Mr. Wu said, "Su Mu, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind, so what can I say?" He closed his eyes as he spoke.

Su Mu also had no choice but to call him a few more times, but Wu Shiqi ignored him again, as if he had died.

There was nothing to do, and I sat for a while, only to get out of the house.

Depending on the situation, there is no way to convince the old man in a short while, and besides, he has not thought of a good way, and there is no point in staying here any longer.

Coming out of Mr. Wu's yard, Su Mu was taken aback.

When he came here earlier, the house was still in pitch darkness, but now, all the courtyards were lit up, illuminating the night sky.There were servants and maidservants coming and going in and out of the yard, all with panic on their faces.

"What's the matter?" Su Mu stopped a maid and asked strangely.

The servant girl's eyes were red: "Master, madam is discussing the funeral of Mr. Wu with Second Young Master Wu and Sister Xiaodie in the hall. Let's all get up and serve him..." As she spoke, the little servant girl burst into tears: "Master, is Master Wu really leaving?"

Su Mu was furious: "Master Wu is alive and well, what kind of funeral is he doing, messing around!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed into the hall angrily.

I saw that the three of them were sitting together, and there were a few maids standing beside them, all of them had heavy sadness on their faces.

However, everyone is gritting their teeth and insisting.

Miss Wu sat upright, and said to everyone with reddish eyes: "The old man is determined to die in order to wash away the stigma on his body. Before he leaves, please don't cry. When he leaves, at that time , it’s not too late for everyone to have a good cry.”

The voice seemed calm.

Xiaodie glared at everyone, and shouted: "I heard you clearly, don't cry. Whoever dares to cry, just sell the house." Before she could finish speaking, tears fell down her cheeks.

Ms. Wu said to her brother again: "Second brother, we are women, and it is inconvenient to show our faces outside. You are the only male in our Wu family, and you have to preside over the scene. All the coffins and cemeteries that father will need in the future will be provided by You come and buy."

Second child: "Okay, I'll do it tomorrow."

Su Mu was so angry that he walked into the hall, and shouted: "People are still alive, you...you..." He was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Seeing Master Su coming in angrily, Xiaodie hurriedly waved to everyone, and the maids retreated knowingly.

When there were only four people left in the hall, Miss Wu covered her mouth, choked up and said, "What else can we do? Even if we persuade him, Dad won't agree. Even if he can stop it for a while, the old man will look for opportunities to commit suicide in the future. "

The second child interrupted: "Yes, there is no reason to guard against thieves the day before yesterday."

This bastard, in a hurry, started talking nonsense again.Fortunately, after everyone was immersed in grief, they didn't find anything wrong with what he said.

Miss Wu calmly said to Su Mu: "Zi Qiao, you are also a scholar, so you naturally understand what reputation and fame mean to a scholar, otherwise what else..."

As she spoke, she covered her mouth with her hands again, trying her best not to cry out.

Su Mu also had no idea, he was anxious, and shouted without hesitation: "What kind of shit reputation, the reputation of a scholar is nothing. There is no real standard for this thing, it is not that he has no reputation as a Jinshi, but he has become a court official. Did the ordering officer arouse the envy of others? I know very well what civil servants do, isn’t it just a game of playing with the same party and attacking dissidents, not my race. The old man is not a Jinshi, he is regarded as an outsider by them. On the contrary, as long as your father is a Jinshi, no matter what he has done or said, no matter how big a mistake he made, there will always be people from the same year, classmate, classmate, teacher, and room teacher who speak for him. The old man is poor now, It’s just a Jinshi fame! The old man can’t even see through this, and when he encounters a situation, he only wants to seek life and death, so he can’t be considered a gentleman!”

Su Mu held his breath in his chest, and now it finally burst out.

Hearing his roar, everyone in the hall was stunned.

At this time, there was a sudden shout at the door: "Well said, I'm going to participate in next year's Enke."

Hearing the sound, everyone looked towards the door at the same time, only to see Mr. Wu standing there with a pale face on his crutches.

"Sir!"

"Master Wu!"

"Daddy!"

Everyone in the hall jumped up, Miss Wu hurriedly ran over to hold his hand, and said anxiously, "Daddy, why are you here?"

Mr. Wu pushed his daughter's hand away, and said in awe-inspiring way: "Before this old man, he was on a hunger strike to beg for death, but he had to make arrangements for the funeral. I don't want to be buried in the capital. This person will always return to his roots. I have to be buried back to my hometown in Hejian. I was planning to come over and talk to you about this just now, when I heard Su Mu's words. The old man suddenly changed his mind, he is not dead!"

"Daddy isn't dead?" Miss Wu exclaimed in surprise.

Mr. Wu nodded, sat down on the chair, and said excitedly: "The old man is also confused. What Su Mu said just now made the truth clear. If I was born as a Jinshi, how could I be insulted so much? Ants still steal their lives. The official is going to participate in the next year's Enke, if you win the Jinshi, it's fine. If you don't win, it's not too late to die."

Hearing that Wu Shiqi said that he would not die and was going to participate in Chunwei, everyone was happy.

But when he heard him say that if he failed the exam, he would still commit suicide, and everyone's expressions changed again.

Su Mu hurriedly comforted: "I am clear about the old man's moral articles. If you can't even hit it, it would be a strange thing. I have confidence."

In fact, no one is sure whether he can be a Jinshi or not, including Su Mu, they all have three points of hard work, seven points of God's will, and just give it a try.If you don't win next year, you can wait another three years at worst.

As for Wu Shiqi, he hasn't touched a book for many years, and to be honest, Su Mu doesn't have any confidence in how good he can keep it.Just coax him for the time being, it doesn't matter if he won't win next year.It is estimated that by that time, Mr. Wu will not want to die anymore?

Only then did everyone heave a long sigh of relief.

"It's decided. Tomorrow, the old man will go to the Ministry of Rites to sign up. Also, Su Mu."

Su Mu: "Sir, tell me."

Wu Shiqi: "Bring me the books and anthologies you have in hand. The old man will start reviewing his homework tomorrow. In March next year, the hall will be closed to take the imperial examination."

Miss Wu happily wiped her tears: "Father, why are you so obsessed with Su Mu's reference books? They are used to them. You borrowed them. I'm afraid it would be inconvenient. My daughter will go to the bookstore to buy a whole set for you tomorrow. "

"Girls are extroverted, okay, go buy it, I'm hungry for my father."

Xiaodie and Miss Wu hurriedly stood up: "I'm going to cook."

When the second daughter left, Wu Shiqi snorted and looked at Su Mu: "The old man remembered something just now. If the old man commits suicide, Yun'er and the second child will have to observe filial piety for three years. Your marriage with Yun'er cannot be held. You and Yun'er You are both old, so you can't delay. Even if the old man is going to die, I have to wait until you get married."