A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

The Lin family's mountain is located in the southwest of Beijing. Only when wild ginseng is harvested in autumn is there someone guarding the mountain, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

There is no one to look after it on weekdays, so people living nearby can go up the mountain to chop firewood, or pick wild vegetables and fruits.

Before Su Yuanqing came, he thought the mountain road was difficult to travel on, after all, the heavy snow had not stopped this winter.

When he arrived, he found that the journey was much easier than he had expected.

Firstly, the Su family's cemetery was not in the deep mountains, but behind a dense forest on the mountainside. Secondly, the imperial court had organized soldiers to go up the mountain to chop firewood to keep the people warm, so some places had been flattened.

Soon, Su Yuanqing found the Su family cemetery.

There are more than a hundred tombs of all sizes. Starting from the first generation of Marquis Pingning, all the direct descendants are buried here.

Therefore, it would be difficult for the Su family to move the grave again. The best way is to buy the Lin family's mountain.

It was still dark, and there were dense forests all around. The shadows of the trees swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds.

Su Yuanqing was so frightened that his legs were shaking. He looked at the shovel in his hand, then at the grave, and stood there for a long time without moving.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and most of the trees are bare except for the pine trees. If it were summer, this place would be a hundred times more gloomy than it is now.

After a while, Su Yuanqing knew that he had to take action.

He put down the shovel, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Don't blame me, my ancestors. I did this so that you can lie here in peace. If you want to blame someone, blame those people in the Lin family. They are black-hearted and want our family to pay more money."

"I couldn't fulfill the Lin family's wishes, so I asked my ancestors to bless me and let me get this mountain smoothly."

After Su Yuanqing finished speaking, he knew it was not good to delay any longer. He stood up, picked up the shovel and started working.

If Su Chengye and his brothers were here at this moment, they would be shocked.

Because Su Yuanqing was digging the Su family's ancestral tomb, the soil was frozen and a little hard, and Su Yuanqing dug hard with one shovel at a time.

He dug two graves in succession, in both cases to the point where the coffins were slightly exposed.

When I was struggling over whether to dig another one, I suddenly heard crying. It was the kind of intermittent, babbling cry of a woman.

This place is surrounded by mountains and dense forests. Su Yuanqing couldn't even tell where the crying sound came from, as if there were sounds coming from all directions.

He was so scared that he dropped the shovel in his hand, turned around and ran back the way he came.

He remembered the thing in his arms, took it out, threw it behind him and continued running.

The crying sound was still echoing in his ears. Su Yuanqing even dared to stare at his feet and didn't dare to look anywhere else.

As I ran, I felt that the crying was getting closer.

He raised his head suddenly, as if he saw the White Impermanence in the picture book. Su Yuanqing screamed "Ah", and was tripped by something, and fell forward.

In a trance, he felt that he was holding onto a piece of wood, and fearing that he would fall to the ground, he held onto it tighter.

Then I heard the man's stern voice scolding, "How dare you! Let me go now."

Su Yuanqing was brought back to his senses by the scolding, and then he saw clearly that what he was holding was not a piece of wood at all, but a coffin.

He took two steps back and saw the scene clearly.

There is no such thing as Bai Wuchang. He thought that Bai Wuchang was a filial son or grandson who carried a spirit banner and wore mourning clothes during a funeral.

Su Yuanqing patted his chest and thought, as long as they are all human beings.

At this time, the group of people were also glaring at him, and the middle-aged man in the lead helped an old man in his sixties.

The middle-aged man said, "My dear little brother, please be careful when you walk. You have offended my father."

Su Yuanqing looked at the group of people. It was a funeral procession of more than ten people, including two women.

Listening to the middle-aged man speaking, he seemed like a scholar. Even when he was angry, his words were polite and courteous.

Looking at the clothes these people were wearing, they didn't look like they were from a wealthy family. Even the material of the coffin was just ordinary mahogany.

Su Yuanqing judged in his heart that it should be a small family that was lucky enough to have one or two scholars.

He was a man who always treated people differently based on their status. Knowing that the other party was not from a wealthy family, he began to look down on them.

"What do you mean I should watch? I think it's unlucky for you to hold a funeral so early in the morning."

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?"

"You were the ones crying just now, weren't you? If you didn't scare me to death, I'd still have to settle the score with you."

The leading man frowned and stepped forward to argue, but was stopped by the old man next to him.

The old man shook his head, his voice steady.

"It's all a misunderstanding. Little brother, are you going down the mountain? Go ahead."

Su Yuanqing was unhappy, he crossed his arms over his chest and said with a smile.

"I'll go if you tell me to? This road isn't yours, right?"

"You can let me go if you want. You were so arrogant just now, weren't you? Kneel down on the ground and apologize to me, and I will forgive you."

As he spoke, he pointed at the middle-aged man in the lead.

The old man, who had a gentle expression just now, suddenly glanced at Su Yuanqing sharply.

"Little brother, what did you say?"

Su Yuanqing didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet, and snorted, "My young master said, make him kneel down. Otherwise, don't even think about holding a funeral today."

The old man suddenly waved his hand, and two people suddenly walked out of the funeral procession, emitting a cold aura.

Su Yuanqing had an illusion that these two people were like Rakshasas who had just returned from hell and stepped on a pile of white bones to return to the human world.

He stepped back repeatedly, "We can talk it over."

Then he turned around and ran down a small path.

The two men wanted to chase after him, but the old man said calmly, "Don't chase them. Let's go see Old Marquis Su first, and then bury Old Fourth."

Su Yuanqing ran for a full quarter of an hour. When he turned around and saw that no one was chasing him, he stopped and leaned against a tree to catch his breath.

I cursed inwardly, what a hell this morning was.

Fortunately, things have been done and all we have to do from now on is follow the plan.

As for the group of people he had just met, Su Yuanqing didn't take them seriously at all. Even if there were two people who knew kung fu, they were at most small merchants with a little money at home. It didn't have much impact on his business.

He came down the mountain humming a little tune, as if he had inherited the title.

Fortunately, he left home early and returned to the capital at the end of the morning.

Su Yuanqing didn't waste a quarter of an hour and went to the restaurant with two of his friends to have a drink.

The fathers of the two men were both minor officials, one was Mr. Li, a doctor in the Ministry of Works, and the other was Mr. Liu, a lawyer in Shuntian Prefecture. They were not high-ranking officials, but at least they had some status.

Young Master Liu and Young Master Li stayed at Baihua Tower last night, and when they came out to drink, the lustful look on their faces had not even faded.

"Second Master Su, what's your mood today? Why are you drinking so early?" Young Master Liu sat down at the table and drank a large cup of cold tea to relieve the stuffiness in his heart that had been there all night.

Young Master Li also laughed obscenely twice, "I was just about to do it again, but you ruined my plan."

Su Yuanqing poured wine for the two men, "You two brothers were very lucky last night, come, let's drink."

After three glasses of wine, Su Yuanqing started talking about the old man of the Su family again.

As we chatted, I started crying.

He added: "My grandfather's death anniversary is coming soon. If he knew I have good brothers like you, he would rest in peace in his grave."

Master Li comforted him: "Don't be sad, Brother Su, your grandfather is my grandfather."

Su Yuanqing was stunned. "Really? Brother Li, do you think I'm your own brother?"

Master Li: "Of course."

Young Master Liu also echoed: "I also treat you as my brother."

Su Yuanqing sighed, "If I wasn't afraid of troubling you two brothers, I really want you to go up the mountain with me to worship my grandfather together."

After three cups of wine, Master Li and Master Liu began to get impulsive.

They said in unison, "What's the trouble? Let's go now."