Xuanyuan Jue

Chapter 47: Broken Tomb and Empty Coffin (1)
A bunch of murderers were killed, chopped up, and their bodies were thrown on the street without anyone caring.Three days after abandoning the market, he was already torn apart by hungry dogs.In the end, Shuntian Mansion sent people to collect the broken lungs, intestines, bones and limbs, put them in several big baskets, carried them to the mass grave outside the city, and burned them all.

Niu Er and Hu Tuhu were involved in the case, so they couldn't escape.After receiving the boards, they will be sent to Ninggu Pagoda in a few days under the escort of the messenger.

Not only that, after discussing with Feng Shen and others, Fu Yin secretly sent his eyeliner to watch around the Shadow Forest to see if he could find out the referrer's flaws.

After a while, several days passed.

The corpse of the old man in the field had been in Feng's house for the first seven days.The yamen is busy these days, Feng Shen can't take care of the house.Feng Quan has been taking care of old man Tian's funeral affairs.

Because of the young master's instructions, Feng Quan paid extra attention. He not only selected the best birthday materials and materials, but also specially invited a few monks from Guangji Temple to repent sutras and cross the dead, and sang for three days in the water and land Taoist field.

Feng Quan felt grateful to Old Man Tian for saving Feng Shen. Although he was not wearing filial piety, he was wearing a thick hemp rope around his waist.Shuang Xing and Xia Zhu also nailed the toes of their shoes with white silk cloth, they didn't dare to put powder on them, they just put on some plain makeup.The muskmelon was dressed in linen and filial piety, and stood in front of Old Man Tian's coffin, burning paper and incense.She didn't understand those rules, and when she was tired from crying, she sat on the futon.After waiting enough to rest, get up and cry for a while.

The first pair of red lanterns outside the door were all pasted with white paper, and the lower two stone drum gate piers were also tied with black gauze.The whole Feng's house was full of mourning and mourning.

Seeing the Feng family like this, the neighbors who walk around on weekdays don't know what happened.Feng Shengaotang passed away a long time ago, for no reason, what kind of funeral was ordered?Besides, these few days they only saw Feng Shen and Feng Quan rushing in and out, but there was not a single funeral post.

No funeral was reported, and the neighbors didn't know what to do. It was not easy to visit the house to express their condolences, so they all speculated wildly.After receiving the letter, Third Master Zeng rushed to Feng's house to ask, and then he found out what was going on inside.

Seeing the muskmelon kneeling in front of the coffin, Third Master Zeng couldn't help but take a few extra glances.As the saying goes, "Women should be pretty and filial."The cantaloupe itself was handsome, and it was even more attractive when it was set off by that white filial piety.Moreover, after crying for a few days, the muskmelon is also a little tired.People who don't know her temperament really think she is a delicate girl with pear blossoms and rain, weak willows and wind.

After staying for a while, Master Zeng was about to leave.But since it's here, it's not easy to throw up your sleeves and leave.Third Master Zeng dug out in his bosom, took out a silver key, and handed it to Feng Quan, just as a memorial ceremony for mourning.

Third Master Zeng's mouth was broken, and after he left Feng's family, he yelled nonchalantly.Within half a day, rumors spread.It is said that Feng Shen took in a pretty girl who sold herself to the funeral master, and prepared to be the main house in the future.

When the news reached Feng Shen's ears, he could only smile helplessly.After days of hard work and running around, how can I still have the strength to pay attention to such gossip?

The days for placing the coffin are not short, and it is time to find an auspicious hole and bury him in a tomb.But the old man Tian died unexpectedly, and he was not from the Feng family, so it is not easy to be buried in the Feng family's ancestral grave.

Knowing this, Feng Quan scouted around the suburbs, trying to find a suitable "ghost house" to bury Old Man Tian.

After several inquiries, Feng Quan really found a place.That place is the cemetery under the circle of the Huguang Guild Hall, where people from other places who died in other places were buried.

At that time, there were quite a few families from Lianghu in Beijing.In order to find a place to stay, many people from the two lakes who were engaged in business, business, and alternates pooled funds to build such a "Huguang Guild Hall" where fellow villagers lived and gathered.As time goes by, it is inevitable that some people will get sick, die of old age and die of old age.Due to the inconvenient transportation and the long distance to return home, many of the dead will be buried nearby.Later, the guild hall simply raised money and bought a vacant lot on the outskirts of Beijing as a cemetery.If they were not from the two lakes and wanted to be buried in the funeral cemetery, the family members only need to spend some money and talk to the governor of the guild hall, and they will still be accommodating.

The funeral tomb is near the bay and the hills, and it can be regarded as a suitable burial place where wind and energy are stored. Feng Quan was very satisfied after seeing it.But choosing a location and fixing acupoints is not a trivial matter, Feng Quan didn't dare to make a decision by himself, so he wanted to go back and ask Feng Shen to come and have a look.

After Feng Shen returned home, Feng Quan told him about it.Feng Shen thought to himself: The old man Tian's coffin has been staying in the house for a long time, he should dig the tomb earlier so that he can be buried in the ground for safety.Right now there is nothing important to do in the yamen, why not take advantage of these few days to have Old Man Tian buried first.Therefore, Feng Shen nodded to Feng Quan, indicating to write it down.

The next day, Feng Shen went to Shuntian Mansion first, and asked the governor for leave.The governor thought of Feng Shen's hard work, so he not only approved it immediately, but also delayed it for a few more days to allow Feng Shen to rest.

Fearing that Feng Shen would be overworked, the governor went to Feng's house to look after him, and selected a few strong slaves from the yamen for Feng Shen to send.

Feng Shen thanked the governor, and returned home with a group of people.Arriving at Feng's residence, Zha Wuzuo offered incense and bowed to Old Man Tian's coffin, and then comforted the muskmelon with kind words.

"Feng Jing," asked the few Zaoli who followed, "Where the brothers need to contribute, you just talk about it!"

"Don't bother you brothers for the time being," Feng Shen said to the Zaolis, "According to Feng's opinion, this funeral matter should not be too ostentatious. As long as the birthday materials and materials are carefully selected, other customs should be kept simple. .I didn’t invite a guest of honor, and I didn’t call Mr. Yin and Yang. After the tomb of the yin house is determined, I hope that all brothers will not shy away from taboos and dig the tomb and carry the coffin..."

"Look at what you said! How can there be any taboos?" said one of the elders among the Zaoli, "Feng Jing, although you have not been in Shuntian Mansion for a long time, but you are a person and you are capable, which one is not in the office?" Admiration? Needless to say, this is an order from Mr. Fu Yin, but just in front of you, we brothers are obliged to do so!"

"Thanks to everyone's high regard, I'm very terrified," Feng Shen cupped his hands at the Zaoli, "You guys rest at the house first, Feng and Mr. Zha came to see the tomb site."

After several Zaolis agreed, Feng Quan led them to wait in the hall first.

After arranging refreshments, Feng Quan withdrew, came to Feng Shen, and said, "Master, the people at Huguang Guild Hall have made an appointment, do you think we should go over now?"

Feng Shen nodded, and said to Zha Wu: "Master Zha, can you accompany me for a walk?"

"It's natural," Zha Wu said, "Master Tian's business should be done."

After finishing speaking, the three of them didn't say any more, they walked out of the Feng's compound and rushed towards the cemetery purchased by the Huguang Guild Hall.

The cemetery was on the outskirts of the city, and it was quite a journey to get there.The three of them didn't talk much along the way, they just hurried on, about an hour later, they arrived at the place.

Coming to the side of the cemetery, Feng Shen looked around.Outside the cemetery, there is a circle of green pines and cypresses. Although it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, those pines and cypresses are still evergreen, looking solemn and solemn.Next to it is a water inlet, which is full of ice stubble. When the sun shines on it, the glare and cold light is reflected on the ice surface, making dozens of tombs in the cemetery field pale.

While watching, a hunchbacked old man emerged from the small wooden shed beside the field.The old man squinted his eyes for a while, and made a dry voice in his throat: "You... who are you?"

Seeing this, Feng Quan took two quick steps: "Old man, we are here to see acupuncture points. I came here yesterday, don't you remember?"

"Oh..." The hunchbacked old man recognized Feng Quan for a long time, and finally remembered Feng Quan, "I remember... well... this person will be old... his memory will be poor, and his brain will not work... "

"Your forgetfulness is really big enough," Feng Quan shook his head and said, "It's only been a day, and you don't recognize anyone?"

"Old man!" Seeing that Feng Quan was still talking to the hunchbacked old man, Feng Shen hurriedly interjected, "Take us in and have a look, do you want to have it?"

The second half of Feng Shen's sentence was out of tune, Feng Quan and Zha Wuzuo were a little stunned.But the hunchbacked old man didn't seem to care, and without even thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said, "I want it! I want it!"

Zha Wuzuo was startled, and was about to say something when Feng Shen stopped him.Feng Shen remained calm, and said to the hunchbacked old man, "Old man, you are not from Lianghu, are you?"

"Ah?" The hunchbacked old man paused for a moment, then said calmly, "The ancestors of the old man used to be Hengyang. I can speak the local dialect again, but changed to the Sichuan dialect. After coming to the capital, my mouth is rough and my tongue is stupid, and I can’t learn that Mandarin very well, so I can spit out a few Sichuan dialects occasionally..."

"If you are in Shu, why did you come to the capital and vote in the Huguang Guild Hall?" Feng Shen asked.

"That's right," the hunchbacked old man said again, "In the early years, the old man was a traveling merchant who sold Shu Jinchuan embroidery, and came to the capital to sell it to the wives and young ladies of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. The old man was robbed of his capital and profits. The old man could not go back to his hometown without his money. In the end, he was so angry and hungry that he passed out at the entrance of the Huguang Guild Hall. The people in the guild hall saw the old man was pitiful, so they helped him. See The old man really has nowhere to go, so he sent me here to guard the cemetery, it's a subsistence job after all..."

"It's not easy!" Feng Shen nodded, and then changed the subject, "Old man, I'm just going on my way, my throat is a bit dry, can I go into your hut and ask for a bowl of hot water?"

As he spoke, he went straight in without waiting for the hunchbacked old man to answer.

When the hunchbacked old man saw it, he quickly stopped in front of him: "The house is simple and shabby, and there is no hot water!"

"Cold water is fine too," Feng Shen said, "It's good if it quenches your thirst."

The hunchbacked old man became a little anxious, and leaned forward again: "There is no cold water either!"

Feng Shen stood still, lifted his nose and sniffed a little, then smiled and said, "Since the old man refuses to allow it, I don't want to make fun of myself... How about it... Let's go to see the acupuncture points first, and turn back early when we are settled..."

"That's great," the hunchbacked old man breathed a sigh of relief, "Then follow the old man!"

(End of this chapter)