"Father, father, I have no choice but to do it. I don't want to, don't kill me, don't kill me, father..."
Seeing that a pillow was about to be pressed against her face, Aunt Jun waved her hands to block it, screaming and waking up.
Half sitting up, I was shocked again and again.
In the dream, her old father questioned her, saying that he had not lived enough, and asked her why she was so cruel.
Aunt Jun was frightened and gasping for breath. She didn't want to, she really didn't want to. If she didn't do this, that bastard would definitely not let her go, and she wouldn't even have the slightest buffer time.
Turning her head and looking to the side, she saw a pillow lying there quietly. Aunt Jun quickly grabbed the pillow and threw it to the ground.
"Madam?" Aunt Shui, who was waiting outside, asked in a loud voice.
Aunt Jun paused, heard footsteps, and replied: "Nothing." The noise outside stopped.
After a while, Aunt Jun got dressed and invited her in to comb her hair. She looked at Aunt Shui in the mirror and said, "Were you outside just now?"
"Go back to Madam, the little one is sleeping in the blue gauze cupboard outside."
Aunt Jun narrowed her eyes, "Did you hear anything?"
Aunt Shui tightened her hands and said, "Have you not, madam, called the slave? The slave was asleep and didn't hear the aunt's summons. It's time for a beating." She immediately greeted her face.
Aunt Jun's expression was unclear and she looked at her quietly in the mirror without speaking.
Aunt Shui combed her hair and said, "Madam, what are you doing at this late hour..."
Aunt Jun stood up and said: "I dreamed that my father was blaming me in the dream. It was because the daughter was incompetent and did not bring him a famous doctor, so he passed away early. My father blamed me, so I burned incense sticks for him.
go."
Aunt Shui carried a lantern, helped her out, and comforted her: "Everyone in Kuncheng knows that Madam is the most filial. It was the old man who left too early and did not enjoy Madam's blessings enough. Madam, please don't blame me."
I make the old man feel uneasy when he leaves."
The two of them talked all the way to the mourning hall.
"Why is there no one there?" Aunt Shui looked around, "These lazy people must have been sleepy and squinted elsewhere."
Just as he was about to raise his voice to call someone, Aunt Jun stopped him. "Who is keeping watch tonight?"
"It's the eldest young master."
"It's Ruoxu," Aunt Jun smiled, "that child is the most filial. He must have been guarding it for several days."
"No, the other masters and young masters want to hide far away. Only the eldest master is thinking about offering incense and paper money to the old master every day, for fear that the old master will suffer down there."
The two walked to the mourning hall, raised their legs and were about to step in, when they looked around and said, "Hey, where is Ruoxu? Are you hiding too?"
Seeing that the paper money in the copper basin had turned into black ash and was so cold that there was no spark left, Aunt Jun frowned tightly.
"Slave, go call someone."
"Don't leave, just call them here. These lazy people should be killed." Aunt Jun held Aunt Shui's arm to prevent her from leaving, and did not dare to step inside.
She raised her head and glanced at the middle of the mourning hall. She saw the dark coffin lying there quietly. But Aunt Jun felt that it was like a huge beast with a wide mouth, as if it was about to swallow her.
"Okay, slave girl, call them here." Aunt Shui stopped, letting Aunt Jun hold her arm, and raised her voice to call them.
No one was seen for a while.
The servants who were on duty elsewhere hurried over, confessed the crime, and waited on Aunt Jun to light incense and arrange the offerings table.
He went to look for the servants who were keeping watch, and soon pushed some of the servants who were keeping watch to reply, "Madam, these lazy people fell asleep outside the house next door."
Several servants on the night watch kowtowed: "Madam, please spare your life! The servants fell asleep outside for no reason. Madam, please spare your life!"
Aunt Shui scolded: "You are just lazy, and you are trying to excuse yourself! You guys have grown legs. Didn't you go outside to sleep by yourself, or did someone else carry you there to sleep?"
Several slaves on the night watch knelt and kowtowed, shouting for mercy, but did not dare to refute. Could it be that they were really confused and didn't even know it when they ran outside and fell asleep?
Aunt Jun glanced at them, "You were all here just now? Is the eldest young master also here?"
Several slaves just wanted the punishment to be lighter, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, just now, the younger ones were waiting inside and outside the house, and the eldest young master was kneeling in the copper basin and burning paper money." Could it be that the eldest young master also went to squint his eyes?
Already?
Aunt Jun still wanted to ask, "Aunt?" Jun Ruoxu walked in.
"Auntie, why don't you take a rest at such a late hour? Don't be too tired."
Aunt Jun looked him up and down and said, "Your grandfather entrusted me with a dream, and I came to offer him incense. Where did you come from, and you are not keeping vigil tonight?"
Jun Ruoxu lowered her head to avoid his sight, walked to the coffin and burned a stick of incense, then walked to the copper basin and knelt down, throwing paper money into it, "Just now I felt tired and sleepy, and my legs were numb from kneeling.
Then I walked outside to wake up."
Aunt Jun stared at his face and saw that his eyes were a little red. She sighed and said, "You are filial and your grandfather must be very happy under Jiuquan. Just don't be too tired, the big house still needs to be supported by you."
"Yes. I listened to my aunt. But my grandfather passed away suddenly. I didn't even see his last glance, nor did I hear his last confession. I just felt that I couldn't help him. I couldn't do anything but
Give him more paper money to burn."
Aunt Jun's heart suddenly tightened. Jun Ruoxu's words made her feel that she meant something, but she felt that she was overthinking.
"When your grandfather left, I was by his side, but he couldn't speak. I just glanced at him one more time, and I couldn't hear him explain. It's a pity that when he died, he couldn't even leave his beloved daughter and grandchildren.
One and a half sentences are really heart-wrenching."
He took the handkerchief and pressed it on his eyes.
Jun Ruoxu looked at her and said, "Grandpa knows that my aunt is the most filial person. If I have my aunt by my side before I leave, I will definitely leave very peacefully."
Aunt Jun paused with her hand on the corner of her eyes, glanced at the coffin, shuddered, and quickly looked away.
After a few more warnings, he left in a hurry.
Seeing that the servants who had been punished by their aunt to kneel were still begging for mercy, Jun Ruoxu said calmly: "Get up. I'll fine you half a month's money. I won't do it next time."
Jun Ruoxu understood what was going on with the servants.
"Thank you very much, young master! Thank you very much, young master! I will go and get some incense, candles, paper money, fruits, and tributes for the old master!"
Aunt Jun returned to the room, took off her hairpin, and was about to walk to the bed when she suddenly stopped at her feet.
Calling Aunt Shui: "Go and check quietly. Where is Ruoxu when the old man was not there that day? Then quietly find someone to ask where he went tonight, those servants, and avoid them."
Ask people one by one."
Aunt Shui nodded in agreement, helped her get on the bed and settled down, and then went out quietly.
A few more days passed.
That night, Li Yi came and reported to Mu Yan: "Your Majesty, Jun Ruoxu has contacted our people and asked us to hire a doctor for him. I asked someone to send the doctor in, and the doctor just reported to us.
