As a group of people left, the rain became heavier, and raindrops as big as soybeans made the car windows crackle.
Seeing the group of people leaving, Su Ziji thought for a moment and said, "Let's go on, Xing Ye's matter needs to be dealt with."
The wild Taoist's face glowed with green light and he said: "My lord, why don't I take care of it? Your status is valuable, so you can avoid being contaminated by such bad luck."
Su Ziji smiled and said: "Fengyun, you are thinking about me, I know, but just say that if a hundred people see the Donghong Bridge not far away, there will be a hundred descriptions, because people's hearts are different."
"Xing Ye's death was self-inflicted, and it's a trivial matter to us. But Yu Lv Fang Xi was different. He was also a civil servant, had the same position, and was the same as me. If he suddenly hanged himself, or if he was implicated as the cause, wouldn't he feel guilty?"
"Their hearts are heavy. If I look at them lightly and say they make sense, I will not be a friend who compares their feelings to their own."
After hearing this, the wild Taoist's eyes were a little complicated, and he said after a long time: "Yes, I will go with you right now."
There was already some commotion in the Huanzhuan Inn, but at a glance, there were several patrol officers holding iron rulers. The government must have been here and checked the situation.
"I heard that Brother Xing's body was finally put down."
"It's hateful. Even if you are deprived of your fame, you are still a scholar. It's so insulting to your elegance."
"Hey, who told them to cheat?"
Several people standing in the lobby of the inn were discussing in low voices about Xing Ye's suicide by hanging. They were all obviously feeling sad and their expressions were solemn and lonely.
When he saw it, he saw a shout: "It has been examined. He committed suicide out of fear of crime. The superiors have ordered him to be deprived of his fame and honor, and he will be treated as a common citizen!"
"It should be buried properly and cremated if there is no coffin. Don't bother us with anything."
Then, as the boss bowed, a group of patrol officers and government officials came out one after another, with very impatient attitudes.
Su Ziji was also on the side, but did not come forward. As he watched him leave, Fang breathed a sigh of relief and remained silent.
Obviously, after the government confirmed that Xing Ye had committed suicide by hanging, they ignored him and left it to the innkeeper to deal with it. The owner looked bitter and responded repeatedly, sending him away before taking a deep breath.
"Boss, how do you deal with it?"
"Oh, he still owes me seventeen taels of silver for accommodation, but he is also a guest, so I will just buy a coffin and send it to Yizhuang outside the city for cremation!"
"Cremated? They should be sent back to their hometown." Some people were dissatisfied.
"Masters, masters." The boss begged for mercy: "Sending corpses back to their hometowns is a business, but it's a long way and it's very unlucky. We don't have one or two hundred taels of silver, so this can't be done!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.
This is a huge amount of money. I am not stingy, and the salary is generous. However, a fifth-grade official, including various allowances, is only two silver dollars a year.
Even the prince only earns 12,473.8 taels of silver a year.
One or two hundred taels is worth it, but who is willing to pay it?
"Even so, I have to leave with dignity. I'll spend five taels of silver to buy some clothes."
"I'll give you seven taels to match the burning coffin, please make it thicker!"
"I'll give you six taels and make up some money for a religious ceremony."
The innkeeper originally planned to send the person there directly, but some scholars donated their money one after another. Although it was not much, there were dozens of taels of silver accumulated.
The innkeeper seemed to be very moved and handed over the coffin: "In this case, I will send someone to buy a coffin and hire an ox cart. Then I will change the coffin into new clothes, put it in the coffin, and then send it to the righteous village outside the city."
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"Delay a little longer, and don't feel bad."
"How could it be?" Although everyone seems to be saying this, their eyes are wandering, and the exam is about to take place. It's better to avoid this bad luck as much as possible. It is impossible to return to the hotel, but you can find a room elsewhere. It's just more money.
"This is a sad situation for a rabbit to die and a fox to die."
Su Ziji smiled and said nothing. I wonder if it was a rainy night, but the inn seemed a little cold. When he came outside Xing Ye's room, someone happened to come out of it.
It looked like two people came to visit. When they saw Su Ziji standing outside the door, they were stunned for a moment. One of them had an elegant temperament and a bookish look on his face. His expression seemed to change and he bowed hastily, but without too much entanglement, he just Retired first.
"Lord, this person seems to have seen you before."
"It doesn't matter if you recognize him. I'm not doing anything to worship ghosts."
Su Ziji walked into the deserted house again. The person who was originally hanging from the beams had been laid flat on the bed. The body of the hanged person was already stiff. Naturally, it didn't look very good, but at first glance, it looked like it had been taken care of. After that, I also put on new clothes. Although they didn't look good, they were much better than before.
As for the person who took care of his remains, no need to ask, it was naturally someone from the hotel.
"The boss is really interested!" Su Ziji sighed. It was obvious that as soon as the government allowed him to let go, he sent someone to sort out the remains.
Yu Lu and Fang Xi stood beside them in silence.
Su Ziji withdrew his gaze and said: "People cannot be resurrected, and funeral matters are important. I will take three hundred taels, fifty taels to buy a coffin for Xing Ye, and one hundred and fifty taels to send back to his family for travel expenses." , the remaining one hundred taels are left to his family so that they can live a good life after his burial. I wonder if three hundred taels are enough?"
Yu Lu immediately said: "Thank you, Taisun, three hundred taels is enough. Even if there is a small gap, I and the others can make it up."
In fact, even if the grandson didn't provide the money, no one would say anything.
There is no friendship between Taisun and Xingye, it is just a relationship that they have met.
Xing Ye himself tried to cheat and was stripped of his fame. He felt that he had no way to survive, which led to the current result. It was not his grandson who was responsible for all this.
What Taisun is doing now is all based on morality and morality.
Even so, I took out three hundred taels, which was enough.
For many people, three hundred taels is a lifetime savings. For a family, even if it is extremely poor, having one hundred taels of silver to live on is enough to relieve the energy and live a pretty good life.
Fang Xi also whispered: "Others and I also donated some one after another. Some people were from a good family and donated ten taels, while others donated a few taels. Adding what Fang Xi and I put together, we can also make up two to three hundred taels." come out."
"Three to four hundred taels are used to make a living for a family. It should be enough to buy a dozen acres." Yu Lu said, looking a little sad.
If Xing Ye's family were to choose, they would definitely not hope to receive such a sum of money, and would rather hope that Xing Ye could survive.
It's just that the matter has reached this point, and there is no point in saying this.
Fang Xi thought for a while and then said: "Speaking of which, I know some people who can find reliable boatmen... It wouldn't be difficult to send Xing Ye back directly."
Yu Lu answered: "This saves my family the trouble of traveling back and forth. It can go faster and save some money."
The most important thing is that generally speaking, it takes at least some time to travel from the capital to your hometown.
After a long journey, if I had to wait for Xing Ye's family to arrive before taking the coffin back, the body would probably be completely rotten when I returned.
It's still cold now, so as long as you make some preparations, you should be able to bury it with dignity when you transport it back.
But what exactly are they going to do? Su Zi, who has already paid out money, ignores it and nods: "It is indeed a good idea to find a reliable boatman."
After a pause, Su Ziji looked outside the courtyard. The sky had completely darkened. A cold wind was passing by. His eyes seemed to penetrate the streets. He said slowly: "Do you know about the imperial examination in three days?"