A grand scene is often a kind of showing off, and it is also enviable.
Including funerals.
But not including the Fang family.
Before the old man finished speaking, the women's sobs came from beside him.
"Is it for the spectacle? Is it for the spectacle?" they shouted.
The old man felt a little baffled.
Hundreds of people were hired to attend the funeral, and the scene was so big, why not let people watch it
"People are dead, what's the excitement?" A woman said with red eyes.
"In the past, when a person died and went to a funeral, everyone just watched the fun." The old man spread his hands and said.
I find these women unreasonable.
"But this is Young Master Fang." Another woman covered her face and cried.
Although she was not in the funeral procession, her grief was no less than that of those people.
"Yes, Master Fang is so young."
"Master Fang is such a nice person."
"Master Fang looks so good-looking."
The voices of more women and girls sounded, each with a sad expression.
The young man died early and the flowers fell, which always made the sentimental women feel sorry for them. The old man didn't argue with these women anymore, but he didn't agree with the sadness. He was numb to an old man like him who had seen many lives and deaths.
"Young Master Fang is not the only one who is sad." A man next to him sighed, his expression also a bit sad, "The sad thing is that in the end, he cannot escape his fate."
Destiny.
The old man looked towards the funeral procession.
"I didn't expect to see the Fang family go to the funeral so soon." The man said, "The enemy has been punished, the disease has been cured, and the young master of the Fang family is alive and well. I didn't expect..."
He shook his head when he said this, and he couldn't bear to continue.
Unexpectedly, a young life would come to an abrupt end like this. This child who had been regarded as a dead person since the age of five still failed to die, and died when he was young.
That curse... It seems that it has not been broken, but it still came true.
Destiny.
There is no escape for everyone.
No matter how hard you try.
This is indeed a sad and hopeless thing.
The old man let out a long sigh, his eyes turned red as he looked at the funeral procession that seemed to be out of sight.
…
"The young master is gone, and Deshengchang is gone."
Shopkeeper Gao choked up and said, looking at the woman who had just dismounted in front of him.
Miss Jun took off her mask. Although her eyes were bright, her face was covered with wind and sand even though she was on the road day and night even though the bamboo hat and the veil were covering her.
"He's gone, so what's the matter with De Shengchang?" She frowned.
"Because Deshengchang has no money." Fang Yuxiu said behind her.
Miss Jun didn't stop and stepped forward, she said oh.
"Deshengchang lost money in business a while ago and paid his bills. That's why my younger brother hurriedly went to see a big merchant and got a lot of money." Fang Yuxiu said slowly while following up.
"What about the money?" Miss Jun asked.
"Because the fire burned half the street." Shopkeeper Gao followed a few steps and said with his head down, "The young master ordered to compensate those people, rebuild the house, bury the dead, and provide care for the injured, so a lot of money was spent."
Therefore, the money for the operation of the ticket number is not enough.
"I didn't say I wouldn't lend it to him." Fang Yuxiu said, "He came to all the shopkeepers who found the ticket number without telling us, refunded the money and repaid the account, and evened the ticket number."
She said spread her hands.
"Then he closed his eyes, what can we do?"
Miss Jun glanced at her.
"As for the shopkeepers of Deshengchang, if they are gone, they will be gone. I will snatch it... Isn't it normal for me to invite some to use." Fang Yuxiu spread his hands again and said.
Miss Jun looked at Shopkeeper Gao again.
Shopkeeper Gao lowered his head in embarrassment.
As he spoke, he had arrived at the main courtyard, and Fang Chengyu had already been buried, but the coffin in the courtyard had not been removed, and everything was plain white, and the servants and servants who came and went were still wiping their eyes and tears, and incense was wafting in the mourning hall.
Miss Jun stood still and looked at the mourning hall. The servant girl beside her had already taken the futon brocade and waited for her to cry. After waiting for a while, Miss Jun turned and walked away.
Fang Yuxiu and shopkeeper Gao did not stop her and watched her stride towards the door.
…
The Fang family's ancestral tomb is in Shandong, but since they broke up with Shandong, the tombs of Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang have been built in Yangcheng.
Now Fang Chengyu will naturally be buried here.
Looking from the hillside, a large area here is covered by plain white, countless filial sons and filial wives bow down, and the sound of drums, music and suona is heartbreaking.
The young man sitting on the hillside grazing the cow was fascinated by it. The cow next to him bit the grass ring on his head and chewed slowly without him noticing.
"Does it look good?"
A voice said, and at the same time, he took out the grass ring from the scalper's mouth with one hand, and patted the bull's head, and the scalper turned away slowly without getting angry.
"It's beautiful." The boy turned his head and smiled at Miss Jun who was standing behind him.
Bright eyes and white teeth dazzle in the sunlight.
"I planned this funeral all by myself. I even hired the best craftsman in Shanxi to tie up those white flags." He said with a bit of pride, and raised his eyebrows again, "Pretty, isn't it?"
Miss Jun looked down the hillside.
"Dead things are beautiful or not. There will be a heavy rain tonight, and there will be nothing tomorrow." She said.
"I'm talking about now." The young man smiled, "Now, at this moment, at this moment, beauty is enough, why bother with it later."
Miss Jun didn't speak, she seemed to be fascinated by the scene below the hillside.
"Don't make trouble." She said suddenly, lifting her foot slightly.
The boy giggled and withdrew his hand, and let go of the corners of her loose pleated skirt.
"Are you underestimating yourself by saying that Deshengchang doesn't have enough funds to operate?" Miss Jun looked down at him and said.
Through those descriptions, it is obvious that he himself wants to dissipate all of De Shengchang's money and make De Shengchang's bank account disappear completely.
"Jiu Ling, De Shengchang, shouldn't exist." Fang Chengyu stopped laughing and said seriously, "My grandfather, my father, and my grandmother couldn't do this. I'm a ruthless person, so let me end it." .”
Deshengchang was originally a tool used by the king of Qi to make money and seek rebellion.
This was admitted by the emperor himself when he scolded the queen mother.
As for whether Mrs. Fang knew back then, and how much Mrs. Fang knew the truth, Miss Jun didn't ask the emperor, and she doesn't plan to investigate now.
As Fang Chengyu said, Deshengchang shouldn't exist, so now it's gone, so be it.
In any case, since she came here, Deshengchang's money has been under her control and used by her.
"The ticket number doesn't need to exist, why are you pretending to be dead?" Miss Jun looked at him and asked, "Is it because you feel wronged that you want to bury the past like this?"
Wronged.
Just because he had no choice but to be born with the surname Fang, he was born to suffer from illness, and he had to work hard for the Fang family's business.
"How could it be?" Fang Chengyu said righteously.
Miss Jun looked at him and said nothing.
Fang Chengyu giggled.
"Well, there is a little." He stretched out his hand and scratched his nose and said, "So I work hard."
Work hard and then destroy.
"It can't be said to be destroyed. For the Fang family, it is a new life." Fang Chengyu said, "The ticket numbers of the sisters will be clean from now on. Do business seriously, and everything will start again."
He stood up and clapped his hands.
"I'm a newborn too." He said, turning his head to look at Miss Jun with sparkling eyes, "Jiu Ling, I have a lot of things I want to do, do you remember? I read a lot of books back then. I just want to wait for me to recover, and then I will go and look at the places and customs written in the book, to see the landscapes and people that are different from Yangcheng, and also, do you know what kind of person I actually want to be the most? ?”
Miss Jun looked at him.
"What?" she asked.
"Blacksmith." Fang Chengyu said.
Miss Jun couldn't help smiling when she saw his white and tender skin that made the girls jealous.
"Hey, I'm also very strong now." Fang Chengyu said a little aggrieved, and raised his arm, "Touch it."
Miss Jun laughed.
Fang Chengyu was even more unconvinced by her smile, grabbed her hand and pressed it on his arm.
"Look," he said.
Miss Jun patted his arm, seriously.
"Yes, very powerful," she said.
Only then did Fang Chengyu smile and let go of her hand.
"Speaking of which, I am indeed ruthless. For my own new life and to live the life I want to live, I left everything behind." He said, "Second sister must still scold me for being unscrupulous. Grandma and mother dumped it on them, she should have given more money in the first place."
As he spoke, he looked at Miss Jun again.
"Also, at this time, Jiu Ling, you shouldn't have left the capital, I should have kept the news from you."
Now that the emperor is newly ill, the imperial edict of the crown prince is being questioned, and the court is chaotic and undercurrents are raging.
However, Miss Jun rushed back from the capital to Yangcheng day and night the first time she heard the news.
Miss Jun looked at him and said nothing.
Fang Chengyu also looked at her.
"Well, well, I don't want to hide the news at all. Even if I know it's not suitable now, what you have to do now is very important, but I still want to tell you." He said, "I just want to see if you will Will drop everything to see me."
Miss Jun looked at him.
"And then?" she said.
Fang Chengyu looked at her.
"A hug," he said.
…
At this time, he staged a grand funeral, creating a commotion, and at the same time sent the news to the capital as soon as possible.
At this time, the attempted murder she experienced in the palace failed, and coincidentally, the emperor finally fell ill, and she hoped that the planning had been arduous step by step to the present, and finally it was the critical moment when the dust settled.
He said that he was going to die, so she walked away without hesitation.
In fact, he didn't have to say anything, but went to the capital to tell her face to face.
In fact, she can also not come back at all, because she knows that he will not really die, and also knows that she will not go back, and he completely understands.
But he said it, and she came back.
They all did the most inappropriate things at the most inappropriate times.
Now that this is done, what next
Then he wanted a hug
Miss Jun looked at Fang Chengyu, smiled, stepped in front of him, and hugged him.
Fang Chengyu was already taller than her, so she could only hug his waist, and he couldn't lean on her shoulder like a child, but it was more suitable for her head to rest on his shoulder.
Looking at the two embracing each other on the hillside, shopkeeper Gao who was standing not far away looked away, but Fang Yuxiu was still watching seriously.
"That's stupid," she commented.
This hug can obviously be asked for at a more suitable time in the future.
You have to do such a meaningless thing at such a time.
"However." Fang Yuxiu looked away, and smiled again, "If you are too smart and care about meaning, life is really too boring."
She turned around and walked slowly stepping on the thick paper money scattered on the ground.
From this point of view, life is still very interesting, which is also the meaning of living desperately no matter how hard it is.
Because, it's worth it.