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Chapter 42 The shyness of a water lotus

Cao Wu's father, Cao Wei, and Tang Daqian's father, Tang Anping, have very extraordinary identities!

Cao Wei now serves as the third-level uncle and serves as the minister of the bodyguard department.

What is the concept of third-class uncle?

Third-class uncle is a superior title!

The first-class general Jia She of Rongguo Mansion now has a third-rank title, and the Weilie general Jia Zhen of Ningguo Mansion also has a third-rank title.

(The title system in the original work is very confusing, and there are different opinions. This book sets up a simple but somewhat consistent title system in the original work, which will be explained later)

Although there is still a woman named Jia Mu in the Rongguo Mansion who is destined to be the wife of the Duke, she is still an old woman in the inner house.

And the minister of the bodyguard department that Cao Wei serves as is a first-grade military attache!

Among the military attachés of the Qing Dynasty, the rank of the minister of the bodyguard department was second only to the rank of the minister of the bodyguard department of the first rank. The military attaches who were also the first rank were the admirals of the nine gates, the admirals of the provinces, and the admirals of the navy.

Tang Anping is now a first-class uncle and serves as the wing commander of the outer firearms battalion.

A first-class uncle is undoubtedly higher than a third-class uncle!

Although the Wing Commander of the Outer Firearms Battalion is only a third-grade military attache, he manages a firearms battalion.

In terms of title, Cao Wei and Tang Anping were both much higher than Jia She and Jia Zhen.

In terms of official positions, let alone Jia She and Jia Zhen, they had little real power in the officialdom.

However, when it comes to lintels, the Cao family and the Tang family cannot compare to the Ningrong and Rong mansions. The Ningrong and Rong mansions are both the lintels of the Duke's mansion.

In terms of wealth, the Cao family and the Tang family are not as good as the Ningrong family.

When Jia Yan, the first generation of Ningguo Gong, and Jia Yuan, the first generation of Rongguo Gong, were granted the title of Duke at the founding of the People's Republic of China, they also received a lot of property. In addition, Jia Yan's son Jia Daihua and Jia Yuan's son Jia Daishan were both

Those who succeeded, especially Jia Daishan, conferred the title of Duke Rong of the second generation. These two generations accumulated a large amount of property for the Ningrong Palace.

Cao Wu is the son of Cao Wei, and Tang Daqian is the son of Tang Anping. It is indeed a great honor for the Hua family that the two of them came to visit the funeral of an ordinary person like the Hua family today.

Therefore, Hua Zifang, Lao Tongsheng and other talents were surprised.

Even Jia Yun, as a child of the Jia family who is increasingly appreciated by the Rongguo Prefecture, and as the first place in this year's Shuntian Prefecture martial arts examination, is likely to be a high school martial arts prodigy in the eyes of Hua Zifang.

Let’s talk about gifts.

This time Cao Wu and Tang Daqian both gave a few taels of silver, while Jia Yun gave twenty taels.

This time Xiren's father died of illness, and the largest gift the Hua family received was undoubtedly the twenty taels of silver given by Jia Mu.

In addition, most of the gifts given by others were just some copper coins, or at most one tael of silver, and only one person gave one tael of silver.

After all, the Hua family is just a family of ordinary people, and it used to be very poor and the lowest level of the people.

The few taels of silver each given by Cao Wu and Tang Daqian were considered a lot this time, not to mention the twenty taels that Jia Yun gave back, which was even comparable to Jia Mu.

The combined gifts from Jia Yun, Cao Wu, and Tang Daqian were enough to cover the entire Hua family's expenses for one or two years.

So Hua Zifang, Lao Tongsheng and others were surprised again.





Hua Zifang was really surprised and pleasantly surprised.

He was not dazzled by the surprise and surprise.

Being good at handling things, he hurriedly said to the old Tongsheng: "Old sir, these three are distinguished guests and cannot be neglected. Could you please sign up for me temporarily?"

Lao Tongsheng nodded: "As it should be."

During the Qing Dynasty, when wealthy aristocrats held funerals, there would usually be people who specially "signed up" because there were many distinguished guests.

Whenever a distinguished guest comes to visit the funeral, the person who signed up will loudly announce the identity of the distinguished guest based on the elegiac couplet sent by the honored guest. This is a way of respecting and thanking the honored guest.

When ordinary people like the Hua family hold funerals, they will naturally not arrange for anyone to sign up.

If Jia Yun had come alone today, Hua Zifang would not have thought of signing up. Although Jia Yun was a noble person in his heart, in fact, Jia Yun's current status was not considered high.

Jia Yun brought Cao Wu and Tang Daqian, two noble sons, to visit the funeral and offer sacrifices. Hua Zifang, who knew how to do things, felt that it would be wrong not to sign up, so she neglected the three of them.

Lao Tongsheng was specially hired by Hua Zifang with money, and he was mainly asked to supervise the registration ceremony.

Lao Tongsheng is usually quite arrogant in front of Hua Zifang. According to his usual temperament, if Hua Zifang asks him to sign up for an extra task temporarily, he will not accept it.

But now he decisively accepted it, because the status of Cao Wu and Tang Daqian was so high that he was willing to let go of his arrogance, and even regarded this kind of thing as an honor.





Xiren, a young girl wearing a white mourning dress and sitting next to the coffin in the hall, looked sad but also elegant and touching.

When she was wondering whether Jia Yun would come to visit the funeral and offer sacrifices, she suddenly noticed that the crowd gathered in the small courtyard outside the main room was commotion.

Then she heard someone in the hall talking about three young men riding horses outside the courtyard, and she knew it was probably Jia Yun.

The strong sense of anticipation made her unable to sit still, and regardless of her proper manners, she stood up, walked a few steps, and looked outside the main room.

Although there were many people crowded in the small courtyard, Xiren still spotted Jia Yun riding a black horse outside the courtyard gate. Although Jia Yun's appearance had changed a lot in the past two years, Xiren still recognized him at a glance.

Because he is the young man she has never forgotten in the past two years, and also because she remembers his black horse.

Immediately afterwards, the attacker discovered two other horses and two other people outside the courtyard gate.

"Who are those two people? Why did they come with Mr. Yun to pay tribute to my father?"

Xiren was confused and curious.

Immediately, she saw her brother Hua Zifang going to greet the guests.

Immediately, she saw Hua Zifang and two helpers carrying the rituals of Jia Yun and the others into the small courtyard, into the main room, and then turned into a bedroom next to the main room.

She knew that Hua Zifang had asked the old boy in the bedroom to register for the memorial ceremony. Although she was curious about the memorial ceremony sent by Jia Yun and the others, what she cared about most at the moment was Jia Yun.

After a while, she saw Jia Yun and the others walking into the small courtyard and waiting in the small courtyard. During this period, many people watched them, and some even approached them to strike up a conversation.

At this moment, she saw that his eyes passed through the crowd, entered the main room, and suddenly fell on her face...

"oops!"

She screamed in her heart and lowered her head subconsciously, not daring to look at him. Then she walked back to the original seat and sat down again, but her heart felt like a deer was bumping around, and her heartbeat was unusually fast.

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"In the blink of an eye, I haven't seen him for almost two years. He has changed and grown up. From the handsome little boy back then, he has grown into a heroic young man. What remains the same is that he still follows

He looked so dashing when I first met him!"

Xiren sighed in his heart.

At this time, Jia Yun, who was surrounded by crowds in the small courtyard, withdrew her gaze that she had just cast into the main room to look at Xiren, and couldn't help but think of a poem:

The most gentle thing is the gentleness of the lowered head, like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot stand the cool breeze!


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