The Cui family's ancestral tomb caught fire, and the news spread throughout Taiyuan Prefecture in a moment.

Many people gathered at the foot of the mountain to discuss.

The Cui clan members patrolled around the ancestral tomb every day. Since the guards were so tight, the sudden fire of the tomb was probably not done by man, so everyone thought of the sky thunder first.

"What's wrong with Cui?"

"Isn't it a taboo to make? Isn't it? There have been no important tribe members of the Cui family who have been buried in the past few years."

"If you want to talk about the Dingning Marquis's branch, it was the Dingning Marquis' last time."

Many people know about Mrs. Dingning Hou.

The Dingning Marquis Mansion suddenly sent a coffin among the Hui tribe, saying that it was the dead Dingning Marquis's wife.

The wife's funeral was very simple, and her show was not as good as the female relatives of wealthy families in Taiyuan City. It can be seen that this wife was not welcomed, and her greatest honor was to be buried in the Cui family's ancestral tomb.

However, this also made many people envious.

"A wealthy family can keep offerings, and they can enjoy happiness even if they die."

"I'm dead, so why are you talking about blessings?"

When Gu Mingzhu listened to these words, she remembered her situation when she was dying. Her chest was shot by an arrow so painful. She struggled unwillingly. No one cared except her. What she left was just a topic of conversation after dinner.

Her life as a treasure is not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, so now she wants to hold it well in her hands, protect herself and her family, and enjoy her life and happiness.

Gu Mingzhu squeezed into the crowd as if she was just watching the fun, but she was careful to pay attention to the people coming and going around her. She glanced at her not far away and saw a familiar figure.

Mother Yu lowered her head and mingled among the people, obviously trying to leave here without knowing it.

Gu Mingzhu smiled slightly and was about to leave the show after the show. There was no such thing as this. She also thanked the audience for their kindness. Thinking in her heart, she quietly leaned over and stretched out her seven-inch golden lotus while Yu's mother was unprepared.

These days she often runs around, her feet are full of wind, and she is quite accurate and powerful, not inferior to those stumblers.

Mother Yu staggered and fell out immediately.

Gu Mingzhu took her foot back as if nothing had happened and reached out to support Yu's mother. Unexpectedly, Yu's mother fell too anxiously. She failed to hold Yu's mother's body and accidentally punched Yu's mother in the back, hitting Yu's mother to faint.

The incident happened too suddenly. When everyone saw it clearly, Yu's mother was already lying on the ground.

"This is the Cui family's manager's mother."

Gu Mingzhu hurried into the crowd and shouted with a pinched voice.

The message began to spread.

The Cui family's manager's mother naturally had to help her up and give it to the Cui family, which would definitely be exchanged for the Cui family's thanks. Everyone lifted Cui's mother up and clamored to send it back to the Cui family.

Seeing this, the Cui clan members also asked someone to come and check it out.

"It's Mother Yu."

"How come Mom Yu is here?"

Cui Wei heard the sound from behind him and couldn't help but walk to Yu's side quickly. After seeing Yu's old face clearly, he ordered the people around him: "Send people home first..."

Before Cui Wei finished speaking, Cui Zhen's voice came from behind: "Don't worry, leave her here, I have a lot to ask her."

"Brother," Cui Wei immediately persuaded, "It's not good, after all, there are so many people and eyes." He went to investigate and knew that Yu's mother brought the Taoist priest into the ancestral grave. Without thinking, she knew that this was what her mother meant. So there were not many tribe members who knew the inside story. He told the tribe members not to talk nonsense and to find a way to cover up in the future. Perhaps she could still hide it from the elders in the tribe.

However, if Mother Yu appears in front of many tribe members, no matter what inappropriate words, it will be irreversible. Her mother will definitely be criticized by the elders in the tribe.

Cui Zhen said coldly: "Grandfather's tomb was bombed, how did the gunpowder be transported in? No matter who it is, he has to give an explanation to his tribe members."

When the tomb was blown up, someone must have set his sights on the burial in the tomb. Cui Wei said: "Brother, don't worry, I will find out the matter. As long as I know the whereabouts of the bandits, I will arrest them all and send them to the yamen."

Cui Zhen looked up at Cui Wei: "There will be bandits everywhere. If it is really because of the bandits, it would be fine. It's just to catch the bandits and spend more money to repair the ancestral tomb."

Cui Wei understood Cui Zhen's words and couldn't help but lower his head.

"But if someone secretly plots against our Cui family and our Cui family is deceived, that's a big deal," Cui Zhen's eyes were majestic, "At this time, you are still thinking about covering up. If a disaster really happens, how do you bear it?"

Cui Wei couldn't help swallowing.

Cui Zhen said: "Today I said in my ancestral home that I will never tolerate anyone who dares to make any ideas. Just forget it if you say it?"

Cui Wei dared not say more.

Cui Zhen looked around and said lightly: "The person who detonated the gunpowder has not been found yet?"

"No," Cui Wei pursed his lips, "I asked the guards to check around, but I didn't see the figures of those people. Even the two Taoist priests mentioned by the children of the clan were gone.

As usual, even if those people escape, they will leave some clues. However, something suddenly happened and everyone was busy putting out the fire. The ground was full of footprints and water marks, causing chaos. No clues were found even if the tracking technique was good."

Cui Zhen remained silent, Cui Wei continued: "If you dare to come to our Cui family to rob the tomb, those people must be bandits. I will go to the government office immediately and arrest all the bandits around me for interrogation. I believe there will be a result."

"It's still so reckless for so many years," Cui Zhen taught his younger brother a lesson. "I said this is not that simple."

No one would have such a big fantasy tomb robbery and ignited the sacrificial hall. This practice was clearly intentionally attracted attention. He just suspected that the ground movement in the village was caused by gunpowder, and someone immediately came to blow up the Cui family's ancestral tomb. If he didn't think deeply about it, he would mistakenly think that the hiding villagers were revenge on him, and as a result, he would go into the mountain to catch people in anger.

Since we have been so exhausted to arrange everything, we must always leave people to testify and confess their crimes, just like the dead men in Jinta Temple, which is in line with the usual style of those people.

In fact, no clue was left. In his opinion, the person who ignited the gunpowder might not have escaped, and it might have fallen into the hands of others like those stolen stolen goods.

"You go to the clan to ask elders to take charge of the overall situation," Cui Zhen told Cui Wei, "I will take people around and see. Maybe I can find something. Leave the matter here to the clan members, and it's fine to sacrifice the hall. The great-grandfather's tomb can no longer go on business trips."

Cui Wei responded, and Cui Zhen immediately rode away with his men.

With the efforts of the Cui family and the people, the fire was controlled and the entire mountain was finally not ignited, but the Cui family's sacrificial hall was also burned to pieces.

The people went to help put out the fire, and Cui rushed to check the tomb of the ancestral ancestors. As for the late Mrs. Dingning Marquis had been buried a little further away, and his status was not that important, so there were no children from the Cui clan coming to visit him.

Gu Mingzhu and the people who were putting out the fire went up the mountain together. After pretending to transport the water several times, he walked smoothly to Zhou Rujun's tomb.

It's really amazing. I'm looking at my own tomb and worshiping myself. From ancient times to the present, there is only one exception like her?

How would she say hello to herself?

I'm having a good life and hope you can get peace.

In this life, I will live happily, enjoy my parents' hearts, and complete what you didn't have time to do.

Gu Mingzhu was immersed in her own thinking and walked forward step by step, and finally saw the name on the monument.

Cui Zhou.

Haha, even the name was so helpless in the end.

Gu Mingzhu moved her eyes away and looked at the public hall in front of the grave, where there were pastries, candied fruits and fruits. These things were what Zhou Rujun liked to eat once.

Gu Mingzhu couldn't help but be surprised. She didn't expect that the Cui family had such an arrangement. The worship was not perfunctory, but seemed to have been carefully prepared.

These things made her recall all the past. This red bean cake is a very common pastry in Beijing. It is not often placed in banquets for high-ranking officials and nobles, but she likes it very much. The pastry has a faint red bean aroma, which tastes soft and not so greasy.

Even Zhou Ruzhang thought she loved osmanthus cake, how could the Cui family know her true preferences?

Could it be a coincidence?

The red bean cake is cheap, so the Cui family is in a mishap.

After she made Gu Mingzhu, she always followed Gu Mingzhu's preferences to avoid arousing suspicion. Gu Mingzhu likes sweets, and the snacks in the Gu family's kitchen are also sweet and sweet. She has never made such red bean cakes, so she hasn't eaten these things for a long time.

The red bean cake placed in front of her looked so tempting.

She is a doctor who is greedy for money and life. She doesn’t have any reason to be unmoved when she sees these foods. It is reasonable to take pastries for eating them.

Gu Mingzhu reached out and picked up a piece of red bean cake, put it on her nose and smelled it. There was no strange smell. I think no one would poison a dead person.

I put the pastry into the saury and opened my mouth and took a bite. It turned out to be very soft and glutinous.

The red beans were placed very sufficiently and the sugar was very little, just like the red bean cake sold by the aunt on the West Street in Beijing. It was her favorite taste. Every time she came out of the Zhou family, she would send the maids around her to buy them secretly.

I don’t know which immortal aunt’s craftsmanship is comparable to that of Beijing Zhongxi Street, which aroused her desire to be.

I took a bite and savored it carefully. If I had to talk about the difference, the pastry was slightly not loose enough. It seemed that the cake was a young wife. She had just learned this technique and was not skilled enough. She was too strong when putting on the mold and pressed too strongly.

However, she was already very satisfied. Unexpectedly, she found the feeling of being Zhou Rujun in front of her grave. I wonder if this is a fate.

It’s a pity to put the pastry here. Gu Mingzhu thought about finding a piece of oil paper from the medicine box to wrap all the food on the platform in oil paper. Even if she can’t finish it, she can still distribute it to the children in Yong'an Lane. Anyway, this is something for her, so she doesn’t have to be polite.

She was busy like this, never noticed that her every move had fallen into the eyes of others.

In the corner not far away, Wei Yuanchen looked at all this, and his slightly raised eyes seemed to have thick ice. Ajiu next to him was trembling with cold.

After they caught the Taoist priest who ignited the explosives, the young master took advantage of the chaos to worship Miss Zhou. Unexpectedly, as soon as the tribute was placed, he heard footsteps. They immediately hid here. He stood behind the tree and looked around and found that the doctor came from the doctor he met that night. He thought that the doctor would leave soon, but he did not expect that the doctor stopped in front of Miss Zhou's tomb, obviously attracted by the tributes.

Ajiu didn't know if the young master had cheated him. Everything he had worked hard to prepare was disturbed by the doctor. Thinking of this, he rubbed his stomach sadly. He was also pitiful. There was nothing else in his belly, it was all the broken red bean cakes made by the young master.

Ajiu couldn't help but burp with red beans. He no longer wanted to eat red beans.

Wei Yuanchen stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes never moved away from the doctor. It was a coincidence that the doctor would appear every time there was something wrong.

What did she do? She also did those gods and ghosts like the Taoist priest?

Seeing the doctor approaching step by step, Wei Yuanchen picked up a stone. The doctor dared to tamper with Zhou Rujun's grave, and the stone would immediately break her hand.

The doctor didn't do this. She walked to the tomb and looked at the stone tablet for a while. Her eyes fell on the pastry on the public hall, and then reached out to pinch a piece of red bean cake.

He is indeed a greedy person.

Just stealing tribute, Miss Zhou's temperament shouldn't mind, so Wei Yuanchen held the stone back into his palm.
Chapter completed!