The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Tianyang County, outside Shitou Village.

In the dilapidated house, the old woman was lying haggardly on the straw mat, her skin wrinkled and clinging to her bones like tree bark, like a skeleton covered with layers of loose human skin.

The boy limped into the courtyard. He looked like a mud monkey, with grass clippings all over his body and traces of beatings.

The boy is nine years old, but he has been hungry all year round and looks short and thin.

"Grandma, I picked up something to eat, Grandma..."

The boy ran into the house and carefully took out two wild fruits as big as pigeon eggs. Lao Ou was woken up by him and opened her eyes with difficulty. She looked at her grandson and shook her head hard, her eyes full of pain and reluctance. .

"Ah Nai, can you open your mouth and eat a little bit?" The boy forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. "I have already thought of ways to make money. I will definitely be able to collect enough money for medicine tomorrow. Ah Nai, you will definitely get better after taking the medicine... …”

The old woman's eyes were wet. She knew that she was in trouble. The family had been unable to untie the pot for a long time. How could she have money to buy medicine? She pitied her good grandson, who had to suffer with her and be dragged down by her, an old woman.

If her son was still alive, the child wouldn't be lonely and helpless...

The old woman complained that her son was just an ordinary soldier and died on the battlefield, but the court refused to accuse her son of being a rebel. The old man was furious on the spot, and his wife ran away after giving birth to the child.

She, an old woman, raised her children by herself, and now she really can't hold on anymore...

Why is it so difficult for this person to live in this world...

The old woman was not afraid of death, but she really couldn't let go of her grandson.

If she leaves, what should the child do?

Suddenly, something seemed to fall into the courtyard from the outside. The boy was startled. He thought it was a wild beast from the mountain breaking in. He was startled, and the old woman was also startled, and she grabbed the boy with all her strength.

"Hurry, close the door quickly... don't go out..."

The boy nodded hurriedly, grabbed the fire stick next to him, and carefully ran to the door. Just as he was about to close the door, the boy's eyes were fixed on the outside of the yard.

The moon was big and bright tonight, and the silver frost fell in the courtyard. The boy saw a cloth bag lying in the yard, and several copper coins spilled out of the exposed opening of the cloth bag.

The boy rubbed his eyes to confirm that he had read it correctly. He hurriedly ran out and picked up the cloth bag. He felt it was very heavy when he picked it up. There were more than a dozen coins and a few dimes of silver in it.

The boy's heart was beating wildly. He looked left and right and saw no one.

He hugged the cloth bag tightly, ran back to the house, and said to the old woman eagerly and quietly: "Grandma, Grandma, you are rich. Someone threw a lot of money into our house..."

The old woman was startled and couldn't believe it when she looked at the money in her little grandson's arms.

The old man's first thought was not to keep the money for himself, but he did not dare to accept it.

"Quickly, put this money away quickly. This is too much money. We are afraid something will happen if we hold it, but we don't dare to ask for it..."

Suddenly, the boy stiffened and his eyes turned red.

"Grandma, this is the money dad gave us, dad gave it to us!"

The old woman was stunned: "D-Dalang gave it to you?"

"Grandma, didn't you hear that? There was a voice just now that said this money was left by my father. She also said that my father was not a rebel..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Nai, we are rich now, Nai, you can cure the disease, and we can have enough food..."

The old woman immediately burst into tears, got up from the straw mat, called Da Lang, and hugged the child tightly.

"Kowtow to your father quickly. Your father has a spirit in heaven..."

"Dalang, you must protect our little stone..."

"I know that my son is not a rebel, not a rebel..."

The old man and the young man hugged each other and cried, and both of them had hope for the future.

They can finally survive...

The same thing happened in every corner of Yong Dynasty.

Li Sanniang is a widow. After her husband died in the war, she raised her daughter with her mother-in-law and father-in-law. Although life was difficult, she was able to survive.

But not long ago, my father-in-law fell and broke his head and left on the spot. My mother-in-law was also too sad and died of depression. She and her daughter had no one to rely on anymore. Bully relatives took the opportunity to occupy the land and said that her husband was a rebel. She and her daughter were to be sold.

After the man died in the battle, her mother's family thought she was unlucky for marrying a rebel and had long since cut off contact.

Li Sanniang wanted to escape with her daughter, but they had no relatives and no money, so they were desperate.

In despair, Li Sanniang had the intention to die.

At this time, a cloth bag appeared in her hand out of thin air. The cloth bag was filled with heavy money, and there was a peace charm inside the bag.

A woman's voice reached my ears.

"This is the pension your husband deserves after he died in the war. He was not a rebel. Use the money to live in a different place with your daughter. Don't ask for death easily."

Li Sanniang burst into tears. She knelt down and kept kowtowing to express her gratitude. She was also sad about the injustice suffered by her men. It would be great if her parents-in-law were still alive. Because of the accusation of the rebels, their family could not hold their heads up.

Li Sanniang felt that a deity had appeared, and she begged the deities to clear her husband's name. However, after getting no response, she did not dare to delay any longer.

Taking advantage of the dark and windy night, I took my daughter and money and left quickly to find a way out.

In the battle in the north ten years ago, not only the Zhenguo Hou family was wronged, but the nearly 100,000 soldiers who died on the battlefield were all labeled as rebels and charged with treason.

Their relatives are still being stabbed in the spine and cannot hold their heads up. Not to mention the compensation that soldiers who died in battle deserve, it is difficult to avoid being implicated.

Qing Wu made a lot of money after she returned to the world. Part of the money that Yun Houxing embezzled was given to the brats in Fusicheng City. The rest and the money she got from Xiao Chenyan during this period totaled hundreds of thousands. two.

But the number of soldiers who died in the battle was nearly 100,000. No matter how they were divided, the family would only be divided into a few taels of silver.

A few taels of silver per life, human life is so worthless in this world.

Young men in Kyoto can spend tens of taels on a random meal out.

These soldiers were all loyal men who sacrificed their lives and blood along with her parents and brothers, and their families should not be treated poorly.

In addition, the injustice and stigma cast upon them must also be washed away.

That night, even if Qingwu took the shortcut of Yin-Yang Road, only a hundred households would be affected.

Xiao Yulang was excited at the beginning, but later became depressed after seeing the tragic situation in the homes of these orphans who died in the war.

After the group returned to the palace, it was almost dawn.

Yeyou hurried back to the house, so that he could only crawl around after turning back into a baby.

Xiao Yulang did not go back to rest immediately. He held Qingwu's sleeves, raised his head and asked, "Auntie, will those uncles and uncles who died in the war be vindicated one day?"

"Will do."

"I believe aunt!" The little guy nodded vigorously, "I will send the money to their families later, but aunt, I feel that just sending money will not completely help them..."

Xiao Yulang was very sad: "Their life is so difficult."

Xiao Yulang always felt that his childhood was quite difficult. The king was unkind and demoted his wife as a concubine, and wanted to kill him and his mother.

He was also punished and starved, but what he saw tonight, ordinary people struggling in the world, were all trying to live, but even so, their lives were still so difficult.

Qing Wu rubbed his head and said, "Want to help them?"

Xiao Yulang nodded, his eyes serious but confused: "But I don't know how to help. I'm too weak. I want to become stronger. Aunt, if I were as strong as you, uncle, or Huo Fuzi, yes Can’t we help them?”

"Then give it a try." Qing Wu saw the faint golden light of merit on the little guy, "Some things, if you don't do them, there is no hope. Now you don't have to think about whether you can do it, just practice it. The future is still long, and you will always meet people who share the same goals."

Xiao Yulang nodded thoughtfully.

After the aunt and nephew said goodbye, Qingwu also went back to the yard to sleep in her cage. It was getting dark now. She saw that the lights in her room were still on, so she hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open and going in.

The man was sitting in front of the desk with a pile of books next to him. He raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and after seeing Qingnu, he said naturally: "Have breakfast before going to bed."

Qingnu snorted, he was too natural, which made her look dull and unnatural.

On the table were a drawer of Shaomai, soft and glutinous white porridge, and two plates of her favorite side dishes. They were all still steaming, and they had obviously been brought at the right time.

Qing Wu originally lacked appetite, but she felt a kind of thoughtfulness from the details, so she sat down and started eating, her eyes moving towards him involuntarily.

"Do you think I will come back at this time?" she asked: "You won't wait for me all night, right?"

"Not counting waiting for you, I have official business to deal with." Xiao Chenyan replied calmly: "It's difficult to move around at night during the day. If you think it's troublesome for him, you will naturally come back before the sun comes up."

Qing Wu groaned and stuffed a small steamed bun into her mouth. It seemed as if what happened last night was just revealed.

After the meal, Qingwu went to wash up and came back. Xiao Chenyan was no longer in the room, but Hongrui came in with a stack of ledgers and land deeds.

"Did Xiao Chenyan give it to me?"

Hong Rui nodded: "Your Majesty heard that Princess, you had touched your private treasury yesterday, and was afraid that you would not have enough money to spend, so he ordered all the properties in Beijing to be transferred to your name."

Qingwu was silent.

Judge's pen: "Ah this...this this! It's over, Ah Wu, my heart is about to move."

Qing Wu's expression was slightly complicated.

You could say that Xiao Chenyan was poor, but he was really not poor, but he had the Northern Territory to support him.

This man lived like an ascetic. In Prince Yan's palace, only her small courtyard was special, and everything in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation was the best.

Xiao Chenyan probably didn't know about her 'delivery of money' last night, but with that man's mind, he might have already guessed that she wasn't collecting money for him.

"Is there enough food and grass in the north? He didn't hide his little treasury well, and he stuffed it into my hand."

Qing Wu said as she took the land deed and looked through it. The more she looked at it, the more surprised she became. None of these shops were in good locations and were absolutely valuable.

The key is that the shops in these areas cannot be bought with money.

Hong Rui whispered: "The slave took a bold look when I brought it over. What the prince gave to the princess seems to be the dowry left by the former princess."

Qing Wu suddenly realized that it was no wonder.

Followed by a slight heat on the face.

Xiao Chenyan had nothing wrong with giving her, but he gave her his mother's dowry. The meaning behind this was obvious.

This man is really...

"Scheming!"