The Road of the Concubine's First Wife

Chapter 193

Qiao Shanxiu stopped for three days. Except for the unpleasant incident on the first day, the other two days were all peaceful.Today is the day of the burial, and there is a slight drizzle in the sky, hazy, as if the sky is crying.During the funeral, the Taoist priest walked in front holding the spirit-calling flag, and stopped every two steps, muttering something silently in his mouth.Because General Wen's ancestral tomb is on the mountain, Qiao Shanxiu is a married daughter, and she is the ghost of Wen's family when she dies, so it should be buried here.

The third aunt followed behind the Taoist priest, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at the coffin behind her. This might be the last time she saw Qiao Shanxiu.She remembered that the Taoist priest came over just now, opened the coffin, and put all kinds of funerary objects inside, including cheap small jewelry and ordinary cloth and satin.At that time, she took the opportunity to glance at Qiao Shanxiu, her expression was calm, as if she had fallen asleep.

But, she knew, she might never wake up.

Qiao Qixiu and Qiao Jiuxiu followed behind Third Auntie, their expressions were a little sad, the wife didn't come with her today, probably because she thought the burial was not a big deal, and she could just let Third Aunt handle it by herself.And people from the Wen family will also watch, so there is no need for her to show up.As for Ye Duanyi and Qiao Liuxiu, they were left behind by their wives, saying that the burial would bring bad luck to some extent, so they should not follow them.

Qiao Jiuxiu once again reluctantly saw the bleakness of the situation.She let out a breath slowly, with waves of uneasiness accumulating in her heart.

In the back, there are some maids and guards, Jinxiu and Hongxiu are among them, followed by Qiao Shanxiu's former two maids, Qiqin and Birong.The funeral procession looked very lonely, and in the haze of light rain, there was a feeling of distress.

The Taoist finally stopped and signaled the people behind him to put down the coffin, and he had already reached his destination.General Wen and Mrs. Wen stood aside, waiting for them.The Taoist took out the compass and carefully selected the location. Because of the bad weather, he checked for a long time before finding the best location for the burial.So he called the servants behind who were holding shovels to come over and asked them to dig a small hole three inches square and put the coffin in it.

Everyone nodded, but within half an hour the pit had been dug and the coffin had been put in. From just now until now, General Wen and Mrs. Wen have been watching the crowd busy from a distance, as if they were just here to supervise the work.Qiao Jiuxiu sighed, saying that a husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness, and I don't know if General Wen has any kindness or liking for the third sister.

Putting the coffin in, the Taoist took the rooster that had been raised in the mourning hall for three days from the Taoist boy, held it tightly, and broke the rooster's comb with his right hand, causing the blood to flow red. When it came out, the chicken began to shake uncomfortably in pain, but the Taoist held it tightly, and there was no way for it to break free.Holding the rooster, he jumped down into the pit, drew a symbol on the coffin with the blood from the rooster's comb, and muttered in his mouth, as if he was reciting some scriptures.

Then, he asked the Taoist boy on the side to come over with a house and carriage made of paper, and burn it in front of the coffin, and burned the house to Qiao Shanxiu, so that she would not be homeless in another world.Qiao Jiuxiu sighed softly, only feeling that her heart was very blocked, and the third sister went like this, leaving this world that she didn't know whether it was nostalgia or resentment.

After burning the house made of paper, the Taoist priest walked out of the pit, and then called everyone to cover the coffin with soil one by one, so that the burial was over.Because the burials were only the concubine's juniors, many steps were saved as much as possible, such as throwing rice to keep you safe and pouring wine to send you off on a long journey. These steps were omitted.The Taoist thought this was just a cutscene, so he could leave after simply finishing.

After finishing these things, the Taoist priest went to the third aunt's side and told her a few words, saying that you must not look back later, the first year is a new tomb, so don't come over to burn incense, and wait until the second year , to come to the grave.Then after the three firecrackers went off, they didn't know each other anymore, and even if they met on the road in the future, they shouldn't say hello again.These are all things that have been agreed upon, so Third Auntie didn't ask why, she just nodded and wrote it down.

Three firecrackers blew, and the Taoist priest took the Taoist boy away without looking back.Qiao Jiuxiu sighed, as if she felt that Qiao Shan Xiucai had really gone now.

The drizzle was getting heavier and heavier, even carrying the chill of autumn. This was the first time Qiao Jiuxiu had been there, and his heart was full of sadness.After the burial, they should go back to Qiao's mansion.

Qiao Jiuxiu helped the third aunt to take two steps forward, but she didn't want someone to stop her suddenly, it turned out to be Mrs. Wen, and General Wen didn't know where to go.Seeing that she seemed to have something to say to him, Qiao Jiuxiu frowned deeply, but she still walked over.

She really wanted to know what Mrs. Wen had to say to herself.

Qiao Qixiu glanced at Qiao Jiuxiu with some anxiety, reminding her to be careful.Qiao Jiuxiu told them to go back first, and he would catch up later.Qiao Qixiu was worried, so she stopped in place and looked at them from a distance.

"Mrs. Wen, do you have anything to say to me?" Qiao Jiuxiu frowned. She didn't like Mrs. Wen very much, and she didn't have the habit of smiling, so she looked at Mrs. Wen coldly, with a cold expression on her face. Whether she is happy or unhappy.

Mrs. Wen nodded slightly, as if she was not as sharp-edged as before, and sighed softly, "Miss Qiao Mansion Ninth, I know that you may not like me, you may hate me, or you may not want to talk to me at all, but there are some things, I think it is very necessary for me to tell you."

"Mrs. Wen, the three in front of you may be correct." Qiao Jiuxiu didn't want to have too much contact with Mrs. Wen, so she said coldly, she wished that this meaningless conversation could end earlier, she would wait There is still a lot to do when we go back.

"Okay. Let me make a long story short." Knowing that Qiao Jiuxiu wanted to leave quickly, Mrs. Wen simply granted her wish, "I admit that Qiao Shanxiu's death has a lot to do with me, but I also have a lot of helplessness. The words spoken before the funeral are also very excessive, but they are all forced by the situation."

Mrs. Wen said sincerely, but Qiao Jiuxiu snorted coldly, what kind of joke was he talking about? How could it be because of the situation? "Mrs. Wen is probably joking. You are so powerful that even General Wen can't do anything to you. What else can you do to persecute you?"

Mrs. Wen shook her head, "Miss Nine, you are still a child after all, you are so naive. God will never allow you to have everything you want forever. I seem to be very bright, but in fact I have my own helplessness. General Wen will marry two or three girls every year. A side room enters the door, and he is not in the house on weekdays. This big family wants me to manage it. What can I do? I can only use severe punishments and laws to force those people to submit to me."

"I know what I did to Qiao Shanxiu was too much, but the suffering she suffered is what every new concubine must suffer. It's just that I didn't think that she was so fragile that she thought of death like this. This was beyond my expectation. I guarantee that I was just planning to teach her a lesson at the beginning, but I never expected that someone would be killed. I felt uncomfortable, but there was nothing I could do, because as long as I gave in, I have no way to manage this Wen Family.”

Qiao Jiuxiu snorted coldly, her words were not convincing at all, and she still didn't give her a good face, "Madam Wen means that this matter is not your fault, it's because my third sister is too fragile. Being humiliated all day long, with bruises all over your body, wouldn't you want to die? You have shamed the Wen family, and I apologize to you on behalf of Third Sister."

Mrs. Wen naturally heard the dissatisfaction in Qiao Jiuxiu's words, and she could only shake her head slightly, "Miss Jiu, you think too much, of course I don't mean that. I just hope you can understand my helplessness. Before the funeral Those words are not sincere. I have to put on a tough look to ensure that I still have the right to speak in the Wen family. Don't look at me standing on a high place, in fact, that position is extremely cold."

When Mrs. Wen said this, her face was full of helplessness.Qiao Jiuxiu looked at her suspiciously, could it be that what she said just now was sincere?His tone was not as cold as before. "Mrs. Wen, there are actually many ways to convince others. You don't have to suppress them. Sometimes, being nice to a person makes it easier for her to listen to you."

Mrs. Wen shook her head, noncommittal.Maybe Qiao Jiuxiu is right, but this method is definitely not suitable for her. She has already put on the shrew's coat, if she suddenly takes it off, how can she convince others?

"Actually, I quite like you." Mrs. Wen looked at Qiao Jiuxiu and said, "You are just like me when I was young. No matter what is right or wrong, no matter who you want to offend, you will always stick to it, even if you suffer. I will pay the price, and I will not look back and regret it. But I also want to say something to you, don’t have your own ideas too much, so that you can avoid getting hurt.”

Qiao Jiuxiu nodded, she understood the truth, but she couldn't choose to stay out of it when the incident came, Wei Wei nodded to Madam Wen, "I'll take note of what you said, it's getting late, I'll go back first."

Mrs. Wen nodded and watched Qiao Jiuxiu leave. "Don't worry, I will visit your third sister from time to time in the future."

Qiao Jiuxiu was slightly taken aback, but still thanked her, then walked to Qiao Qixiu's side, "Seventh Sister, let's go back."

Qiao Qixiu didn't ask what they were talking about just now.I just looked back at the third sister's new grave.

She remembered what the Taoist said just now, she knew she shouldn't look back, but she still wanted to look back, maybe soon, she would be buried in the soil, and then turned into a pile of bones without warmth.

(End of this chapter)