"Since it's just a few worthless shops, it's better not to stain your third uncle's eyes with such low-grade things." Shi Qingxue had no interest in family property, but he couldn't see what should belong to Shi Junhe being used like this. People plot.
He immediately retorted rudely.
Shi Juncai didn't see Shi Junhe retort, but was blocked by Shi Qingxue again and again, and his face suddenly became a little worried.
He cursed angrily: "When elders discuss things, do you, a junior, have the right to speak?"
At first, Shi Junhe seemed resigned and uncontested. When he heard that Shi Juncai had spoken rudely to Qingxue, he immediately shouted in a cold voice: "Since we are separated, the parties concerned can express their opinions.
When the three younger siblings were talking just now, our mother and we didn't make irresponsible remarks, right? "
As soon as Shi Junhe's cold attitude was revealed, Shi Juncai was immediately frightened and stopped.
But thinking about it, he was unwilling to give in, as if a piece of meat that had already been brought to his mouth was taken away again.
How could Shi Juncai, who was greedy by nature, agree
He didn't dare to confront Shi Junhe, so he winked at Mo Shujun desperately, pleading with his eyes: Mom, my son really needs those shops, please help me!
Mo Shujun couldn't resist Shi Juncai's prayer, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Shi Qingxue say flatly: "Those shops can't give it."
Mo Shujun glared at Shi Qingxue displeased and scolded her coldly, "Even though you are from Dafang, Junhe is still the head of Dafang. Junhe hasn't spoken yet, so why do you make the decision?"
Shi Qingxue replied calmly: "Didn't grandma just say that the distribution of the family property was decided before grandpa was alive? In other words, this is grandpa's last wish, so no one can violate it, right?"
She directly threw back what Mo Shujun had just used to block them, leaving Mo Shujun and Sanfang's family choked to death but speechless.
It took a moment for Mo Shujun to regain her calm expression, and said coldly: "Since the family has been divided, the second and third sons should move out of the Duke Shi's Mansion tomorrow! This will also avoid causing trouble in the future."
"mother!"
Shi Junfeng and Shi Juncai protested at the same time, saying that they had just determined the ownership of the family property. They hadn't even built the house they would live in in the future, so how could they move out
But Mo Shujun said: "Didn't each of you get a few houses? Isn't it enough for your family to live in?"
Her words were obviously meant to discipline the two of them, but secretly she did accuse Shi Junhe of not caring about the life and death of the two brothers once the family was separated.
Shi Junhe's attitude was calm and he was not hurt by Mo Shujun's words at all.
Perhaps there were too many cynicisms and they could no longer hurt Shi Junhe.
He just said lightly: "The Duke's Mansion is huge. If the two brothers don't have a place to live outside for the time being, of course they can live in the Duke's Mansion."
Before Shi Junfeng and Shi Jun were happy for a long time, they heard Shi Junhe say slowly: "But how come I heard that the two brothers have already bought a place and built a house outside, and even their family members have moved there. Well. , am I right?"
Shi Junfeng and Shi Juncai's expressions suddenly changed. Zhang Yanqiu and Zhou Ruyu both glared at them.
In the country of Mo, it is fine to have wives and concubines. Even if you have a few more wives and go to the flower street a few times, the people around you won't say much. But if you have a concubine, this is a big problem.
Ordinary people would not seek death like this. Usually there is only a tigress at home, who is lustful and lacks courage.
But in the situation of the two brothers of the Shi family, there was no tigress in the family, but there was Mo Shujun who had all the say. Wherever he dared to blatantly take concubines, he would learn to keep concubines.
They thought they were unaware of anything, but they didn't want everything to be seen in Shi Junhe's eyes.
Mo Shujun glanced at the two brothers fiercely, and when she met Shi Junhe's half-smiling eyes, she was embarrassed, and she was too embarrassed to let the two of them continue to stay in the Duke's Mansion.
The two brothers dejectedly asked their servants to move.
After Shi Changfeng and others left, and only members of the Shi family were left at home, Shi Junhe said: "Mother, I just discussed with you the matter of re-burying my father. My son just considered the following, or..."
"I have already chosen the clothes for Wen Yang. It will be an auspicious day in two days. Please make arrangements so that your father can be buried and rest in peace as soon as possible!" Mo Shujun had no intention of listening to what Shi Junhe said and said directly and decisively. Make your own decision.
Shi Junfeng and Shi Juncai both agreed, praising Mo Shujun for her thoughtfulness and proactively asking for help, "doing my best".
Several people sang in harmony and spoke very cheerfully, leaving Shi Junhe aside, leaving him no chance to even say a word.
Just at this time, a servant hurried in and whispered a few words into Shi Junhe's ear.
Shi Junhe's expression changed drastically. He stared at the servant and asked, "Are you serious?"
The servant glanced at Mo Junyang covertly, without being noticed by anyone, and lowered his head again, and said matter-of-factly: "Sir, what I said is absolutely true. The... master... is..."
His voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and he stuttered a bit. The people around him only got a general idea, but they were confused.
Shi Junhe's face became more and more solemn. Suddenly, he turned to look at Mo Junyang, his eyes full of inquiry, but the latter looked back calmly, the expression on his face not changing at all.
The two looked at each other in such a strange atmosphere for a full quarter of an hour, until Shi Qingxue felt a little uneasy and whispered, "Daddy, daddy?"
Shi Junhe suddenly came back to his senses, his tense expression relaxed, and he subconsciously smiled at Shi Qingxue, "It's okay."
But you don’t look like you’re okay at all!
Shi Qingxue showed no concern at all, but when she saw Shi Junhe's unusually serious expression, she swallowed her words again.
On the other hand, Shi Junhe, after comforting Shi Qingxue, turned his attention to Mo Shujun, "Mother, my son thinks that it is not good to rebury him only to erect a tomb."
Mo Shujun had already made up her mind, but was blocked again and again by Shi Junhe. Her face suddenly darkened and she asked coldly: "Now that you have removed all the bones of your father, If you are still unwilling to erect a tomb for him, do you want him to die in peace?"
It sounds like Shi Lei's body was not found by Shi Junhe!
Shi Junhe was not afraid of Mo Shujun's blame at all. After Mo Shujun lost his temper, he calmly asked: "Then if I have recovered my father's bones, will my mother still insist on being buried in clothes?" "
"What?" Mo Shujun was so shocked for the first time that she stood up from her seat, her face full of shock, her mouth wide open, staring at Shi Junhe, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.
Shi Junhe also nodded solemnly and said: "Just now, a servant came to report that Zheng Fuyin of Kyoto Prefecture had recovered his father's bones and asked his son to claim them. In this way, there would be no need to erect any tomb for his father. Alright?"
Mo Shujun was still a little relieved and nodded, "This is nature, this is nature..."
"Then son will go to Kyoto Prefecture now." Shi Junhe hesitated for a moment, looked at Mo Shujun, and asked: "Does mother want to go with her son?"
Based on Mo Shujun's feelings for Shi Lei, she would definitely want to take back Shi Lei's bones as soon as possible!
But to everyone's surprise, Mo Shujun did not nod. After the dazed look on her face faded, it was replaced by a layer of deep fatigue.
She held her forehead and waved her hand, "I am tired today, and the governor of Kyoto told you, so you can go ahead!"
After that, without caring about the expressions of the people around her, she asked her servants to help her back to Shou'an Hall.
As soon as she stepped into the area of Shou'an Hall, Mo Shujun immediately straightened her back, and her whole body became energetic. Like the wind, she walked quickly back to the nunnery where she usually meditated.
This move startled the maid who was following behind cautiously, thinking that Mo Shujun was having a comeback.
Nervously asked: "Princess, are you okay? Do you want me to go find a doctor for you? You must not..."
Mo Shujun was hiding something in her heart, but her ears were disturbed by the chirping voice of this maid, which made her even more dizzy. She couldn't help but shout in a low voice: "Shut up!"
The maid suddenly became as quiet as a quail.
But the maid became quiet, and Mo Shujun was not in a better mood. Instead, she glared at the maid angrily, and scolded her again: "Useless thing, okay, you don't need to serve me here anymore. Get out of here!"
The maid responded tremblingly, and was about to go out when she heard Mo Shujun's cold voice: "Close the door after you go out, and you will stay in the yard. No one is allowed to approach this room. If anyone comes to see me, Palace, you also always say that I don’t see visitors, do you hear that?”
"Yes Yes… "
Mo Shujun waited for the door to close for a long time before the tense expression on her face relaxed slightly.
She stared thoughtfully at the Buddhist altar placed in the room for a while, then stood up and walked over.
She took out three sticks of incense, stretched them out in front of the ever-burning lamp, and wanted to light them. However, because she was not skilled at her job—it was usually the work of servants—it took her a long time to light the incense.
She inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner and knelt down devoutly three times in front of the Buddha statue, saying, "Bodhisattva bless you."
After that, she stood up again, walked to the Buddha statue, and pressed her hand on the top of the Buddha statue.
There was only a "click" sound, and a gap opened in the wooden board behind the Buddha statue, and then slowly became larger.
It turned out to be a secret door.
Mo Shujun picked up the evergreen lantern and walked in through the secret door.
It was very dark inside, and the light from the permanent lamp was insufficient and flickering, making the already dark room look even more eerie.
Mo Shujun didn't realize it at all, she just continued walking forward with the oil lamp in hand. Under the weak illumination of the ever-burning lamp, her whole body looked extremely strange.
She walked to the bed at the end and stood there.
The bed was covered with a piece of white cloth, and there seemed to be something inside, which was slightly bulging.
Mo Shujun sat down directly next to the bed, her eyes fell on the head of the bed, and after looking at it for a while, she raised her hand to lift the white cloth, revealing the dense bones inside.
Weird and terrifying.
But Mo Shujun's tense expression relaxed, she smiled slightly, and her expression softened.
She leaned down slightly, approached the head of the human bone, and kissed it, "Yunyang..."
Just when her lips were almost touching the bones, there was a sudden sound behind her.
"Mother, what are you doing?"