The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 751: Worship

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The engagement between Fu Xiaoguan and Zhang Pei'er is extremely low-key.

He didn't send out an invitation. He just took Yu Wendao and others to Zhang Mansion in the early morning of the next day.

He sent a generous gift to Zhang Mansion and stayed there for a whole morning and had lunch.

It wasn't until the end of time that he left Zhang Mansion and took Zhang Pei'er with him.

Zhang Zhice seemed to be in a dream.

Mrs. Zhang didn’t come back to her senses for a long time——

The fifth prince of the Yu Dynasty witnessed the marriage, and Ding Anbo personally came to the house to get engaged. This was simply unbelievable to them.

But all this is true!

A living daughter, a living uncle, this uncle looks the same as he did in Linjiang two years ago.

So, this is the blessing that my daughter has cultivated.

It is a pity that it will take two or three days for his son Zhang Wenhan to arrive home. Otherwise, with the support of this uncle, it would not be difficult to get his son to Wo Feng Road to become a prefect.

"You must never mention this kind of thing!" Zhang Zhice took a sip of tea carefully at this time to suppress the shock in his heart, "My uncle did not invite anyone from Linjiang, which shows that he wants to keep a low profile. But my uncle But he brought the fifth prince to witness the marriage, which shows that he attaches great importance to Pei'er."

Zhang Zhice paused, looked at his wife, and said seriously: "Our family is just a cloth merchant. It would be good for Wenhan to be a county magistrate. If you ask for too much, you won't get it!"

Ms. Zhang curled her lips and twisted her slightly stiff waist, "I just said it casually... Besides, for my uncle, isn't this matter just one sentence?"

"A woman's opinion!"

Zhang Zhice scolded him, picked up the tea cup and thought for a while, "He... I'm afraid he will go to the Wu Dynasty."

Ms. Zhang’s eyes lit up, “Isn’t it that Pei’er is the imperial concubine?”

She leaned over, poked Zhang Zhice, and rolled her eyes, "Hey, you said... if he really becomes the emperor, will our family also become relatives of the emperor? I heard that those women from the Fu family We have all gone to Mozhou in the Wu Dynasty. How about we also go to the Wu Dynasty? With the emperor’s son-in-law protecting us, wouldn’t our Zhang family’s business be even bigger?”

Zhang Zhice did not scold Mrs. Zhang this time. He put down the tea cup and stood up. He looked at the snow outside the window and said nothing.

……

……

On the hillside behind Xishui Lane.

This place is deserted, not to mention the presence of human beings. In such a snowy day, there is not even a single bird.

But when Fu Xiaoguan and his party came to Xu Yunqing's tomb with sacrifices, he frowned——

A stick of fragrant wax is burning in front of the tomb. The paper money on the ground is still warm. There are a pair of clear footprints on the snow in front of the tomb. There is even a handprint on the top of the tombstone!

Everyone in the Fu Mansion has left, who else comes to pay homage to Xu Yunqing?

Fu Xiaoguan turned around and looked around, but saw no one, and no footprints on the way here... The incense was only half burned. This person hadn't been here long, and he hadn't been gone long either. Who could he be?

"Do we have any relatives here in Linjiang?" Fu Xiaoguan asked. Zhang Pei'er thought for a moment and shook her head, "I heard from my father before that Fu...father-in-law came from Jinling with his family. Come, buy land here in Linjiang, and become a big landowner in Linjiang."

So the fat man has no relatives in Linjiang!

And my mother’s natal family is in Jinling. Would my uncle still come so far to offer a stick of incense to my mother?

Fu Xiaoguan was silent for a moment, not thinking about this unclear question anymore.

He and Zhang Pei'er and Xu Xinyan laid out the tributes. The three of them took some fragrant wax and lit it. They kowtowed three times respectfully and lit up a pile of yellow paper.

The yellow paper burned vigorously in the wind and snow. Fu Xiaoguan threw the paper into the fire and said to himself:

"Mom, my son has grown up, and now he has a family, with... nine wives, and four children..."

"Last year I went to the Wu Dynasty, and I realized that the fat man was not my father, and that the emperor of the Wu Dynasty was my father."

"Your matter is a bit complicated. It's a pity that you left early. It's also a pity that... my emperor father also left early... He was buried by an avalanche in the snowy mountains. I heard that he was buried In the imperial mausoleum."

"During the short period of time in Guanyun City, he chatted with me several times and said that he wanted to move your grave to the imperial mausoleum. It seems that he really loves you. When I return to Wu Dynasty , let’s bury you together.”

"After all, Linjiang is really far away from Wu Dynasty. It is rare for me to come back to worship you even in Jinling, let alone in Wu Dynasty."

Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath and threw the last wad of paper money in his hand into the fire.

"After all, you gave me this body, and it is my duty to fulfill my filial piety. This place is too remote and lonely. I don't know if you like the excitement...but I guess you prefer peace and quiet. ”

"It's very quiet inside the Imperial Mausoleum. I'll burn a pair of mahjong for you when the time comes. I'll also burn the instructions for you. You can play mahjong for fun when you have nothing to do."

"Actually, I have a lot to say to you," Fu Xiaoguan stood up and slowly wiped away the snow on the top of the tombstone,

"It's a pity that you can't hear... I have to keep it in my heart, but there is a poem I want to leave you. Let it be engraved on the back of this tombstone, so you can see it."

Fu Xiaoguan took out the dagger and came to the back of the tombstone. He slowly carved a poem, which was exactly the poem - "Farewell Cambridge Again"!

As he was carving, he said, "After thinking about it, you should have seen this poem, but the fat man doesn't admit it, and there's nothing I can do about it, but it doesn't matter anymore..."

"The fat man is very kind to me. Although he is my uncle, I still treat him like a father."

"On the contrary, it was the emperor father... Now that I think about it, he was also very good to me. It's a pity that he left a little faster, otherwise... I would probably be able to get along very well with him."

"In the past two years, I have generally had a good life, but I have taken some detours... but I have also understood some truths, so I know what to do next."

"Actually, I hope the epitaph on this tombstone is true. An unruly girl, in order to pursue a true love, climbed over the wall on that snowy night and eloped with the person she loved..."

"You will make me admire you even more, but the facts I have learned now are a bit bloody... The story in the play is indeed a lie. The story of the prince and Cinderella is fake..."

Fu Xiaoguan's dagger carved the last word on the tombstone. He stood up and looked carefully, but the word was a little ugly.

"Actually, this is life, survive and live. You died so early... I actually miss you very much. A motherless child is like a grass, so I think that the emperor's father did something unkind. ”

"Don't worry, I will protect my women and never let any of them end up like you, with no name or status!"

"Let's go...see you next time!"

He really just led the group of people away.

After half a stick of incense, a person fell on the top of the back mountain.

This is an old man. He looked at the poem behind the tombstone carefully, and suddenly burst into tears.

He is Cai Xi, the old shopkeeper of Yu Fuji and Xu Yunqing's former servant.