Noticing the hesitation of the owner of the paper shop, Xu Xiangqian repeated his old trick: "If it doesn't work, you can go back to Qingya Courtyard with Lao Zhang to ask for money, and you can ask him to give it to you!"
It happened that at this time Lao Zhang also came back with two young men. After hearing everything, he helped: "This is a gentleman from the academy. What's so hard to believe?"
Jiang Wang couldn't help but glance at him. This man's voice was cold and gloomy, but he was actually a warm-hearted person.
Hearing what Lao Zhang said, the middle-aged man in the paper shop just responded: "That's okay."
Then he lowered his head and went to work on his paper manikin. His movements seemed to be quite skillful.
Lao Zhang from the coffin shop here said to Xu Xiangqian again: "Mr. Xu, these two I'm looking for are good young men who are willing to work hard. Do you think they can be used?"
Xu Xiangqian waved his hand: "It's just them!"
By the way, I didn't forget to add: "Don't bother the two masters with anything. You can also go to Qingya Courtyard to ask for their wages."
"Okay." Lao Zhang agreed repeatedly.
The two young men were indeed both strong and strong. In late autumn, they were both wearing only single clothes, and the tendons on their bodies were very obvious. They were carrying a coffin on both ends, and they were very relaxed under their feet.
It's not that Xu Xiangqian or Jiang Wang couldn't carry a mere coffin by themselves, or they were so proud that they had to hire someone to take care of it.
Rather, asking someone to carry the coffin is a step in the burial ceremony. This is the result of keeping it as simple as possible.
Originally, during the burial, eight people were needed to carry the coffin. These eight people must have high prestige in the clan and be able to convince the public. They are called "eight bearers".
But Xu Fangxue’s relatives are gone. His hometown is in Songcheng, Xinming County. Those “folks” who watched Xu Fang’s family die because of the “household closing payment”, if they are asked to carry the coffin, they are afraid that Xu Fang’s body will be He crawled out of the coffin in anger.
Two young men carried the coffin and walked behind. Xu Xiangqian, two in each hand, held up four paper figures to clear the way.
According to the complete burial etiquette, in addition to the eight bearers, there must be people holding white flags, clearing the way, paper carriers, and paper money scatterers.
Xu Xiangqian did all the latter by himself.
I am not related to Xu Fang. This is not good-looking, but also a bit unlucky. As a disciple of Qingya Academy, it is even more "condescending". It is especially valuable.
Jiang Wang followed behind. He could now represent Chongxuansheng to a certain extent. It was the limit to accompany him to express his condolences and it could be understood. After all, Xu Fang was an admirable person and had actually helped Chongxuansheng. If Chong Xuan Sheng was completely indifferent and a little too deliberate.
However, more recent tasks such as holding a coffin are not advisable.
Here we need to grasp a measure that concerns people’s considerations.
Lao Zhang from the coffin shop was also accompanying him. As soon as the coffin was carried out of the shop, he closed the door and hurriedly went to Qingya Courtyard to beg for money. No matter how confident he looked on his face, he was also very anxious in his heart.
It's just a section of the road, and then we separate when we reach the intersection ahead.
Jiang Wang looked around aimlessly, and sure enough he saw his target again, but he only passed by without disturbing him.
Pretending to be unintentional, he asked Lao Zhang: "Did you just open that paper figurine shop next door to your house?"
Zhang, the coffin shop owner, was stunned and said: "The shop has been open for many years, but Lao Li went back to his hometown to recuperate a few days ago, and asked his nephew to take care of the business. This happened quite suddenly, so he went back in a hurry.
, I didn’t even have time to say anything, what’s wrong with the paper figurines made by Lao Li’s nephew? We’re not familiar with each other, he’s only been here a few days, and he doesn’t talk much.”
These people could not afford to offend, so Lao Zhang immediately shied away from responsibility.
"No, no." Jiang Wang explained, "I just saw that you guys have some skills, so I asked."
"so."
The coffin shop owner Zhang responded, and the two stopped talking. When they reached the intersection, he turned towards Qingya Courtyard.
Jiang Wang followed the coffin bearers to Qingshi Palace.
There is something wrong with the dull middle-aged man in the paper figurine shop, even though he is very skilled at tying up paper figurines, and it looks like that.
Jiang Wang noticed that the shop was very old, and the middle-aged man's clothes were washed white, which showed that he was a thrifty man.
But the two paper figures agreed to give it on credit. The money was not much, and it was not a longevity material made from golden nanmu. There was no reason to give it on credit, and they were not familiar with it.
It really doesn't look like a small business.
Later, I became entangled because Xu Xiangqian asked for two more credits. If he agreed immediately, it would be too fake.
According to the coffin shop owner Zhang, the middle-aged man was the nephew of the original owner of the paper figurine shop. This didn't seem to be a problem, but it couldn't bear closer scrutiny.
Why don't you stay in Linzi to recuperate and go back to your hometown after a long journey? Another example, Lao Li really let his nephew run his own shop. There was no reason not to introduce his neighbors and let them take care of him.
From all this, Jiang Wang could conclude that the middle-aged dull man was definitely not here to engage in the paper figurine business.
But this has nothing to do with him after all. The safety of Linzi City is the responsibility of the Forbidden Army, and the security of Linzi City is the responsibility of the Inspection Office. Moreover, he may not be a bad person.
He couldn't do anything just because he had doubts. He just had to keep the matter in mind and pay some attention.
Carrying the coffin through the streets and alleys, even in the densely populated Linzi City, had to make way.
On the other hand, it was deserted outside Qingshi Palace, and no one stopped them, not even anyone.
There wasn't even a strange look in his eyes, which made people's hearts tremble.
Xu Xiangqian led the way, and there was no other sound except their footsteps.
The two young men hired to carry the coffin chatted for a while to try to embolden them, but later they stopped talking.
Outside the only palace door of Qingshi Palace, Jiang Wang saw the dead Xu Fang
The man was still kneeling, facing the palace gate, holding a dagger in both hands. His chest and abdomen were cut open, and his condition was very miserable.
Because he had been dead for some time and no one was there to take care of him, the body had also decomposed to a certain extent and was generally still in good condition, so that his human appearance could be clearly distinguished.
The two young men who carried the coffin vomited on the spot.
Jiang Wang and Xu Xiangqian were both silent.
Xu Xiangqian directly lifted Xu Fang's body with awe-inspiring aura and placed it into the coffin he made for him.
Jiang Wangze made a secret and summoned the flower of food to clean up the dirt on the ground.
Bluestone bricks, green moss. The cold and silent Bluestone Palace.
Jiang Wang was a little worried and said: "If you directly touch Haoran's righteous energy, will it affect your practice?"
Xu Xiangqian rarely said seriously: "A person like Xu Fang, even if he becomes a corpse, even if the corpse is rotten, it is not considered filth. He is closer to righteousness itself than Haoran righteousness. It is my honor for Xu Xiangqian to bury him." .”
After all, Haoran's righteousness is just a skill that can be cultivated by people like Jiacheng Master Liu. But the real "righteousness" comes from personality and is indelible.
Jiang Wang raised his head and saw a sparrow with its head tilted on the eaves, as if he was curious about them.
"You can't even see a fly here, but there are sparrows?" Xu Xiangqian seemed to have some ideas.
Jiang Wang reached out and pulled him: "Let's go. Don't waste time."
Of course Xu Xiangqian received the warning not to cause trouble. After thinking about it, he still called to the coffin bearers: "Let's go."
The two young men were almost relieved, so they picked up the coffin and left. This place was really uneasy.
Outside the Qingshi Palace, where there was rare movement, the footsteps gradually became distant.
The Bluestone Palace is like a dead thing, like the bluestone itself, letting the wind blow and rain, and letting people come and go.
This chapter has been completed!