Longevity starts with strengthening the internal organs

Yun family.

The death of Yunyuan's father Yun Anbang did not cause much panic in this big family.

In fact, the Yun family had already prepared the funeral arrangements a few days ago.

So when Yun Anbang finally died, everything was in order and proceeding step by step.

But these have nothing to do with Yunyuan at this time.

At this time, he was wearing heavy mourning, kneeling in front of the coffin, performing the last duty of a son of man.

Opposite him, there was a young man kneeling, also dressed in heavy filial piety, and whose facial features were vaguely similar to Yunyuan's.

But unlike Yunyuan, who had been kneeling there with his head bowed and silent, this young man was a little restless and would look up from time to time.

At this moment, Yun Yuan's stepmother Yun Lin walked in with a bowl of soup.

"Xiao Hao, you have been kneeling for such a long time. Please rest for a while. This is the lotus seed soup that my mother made for you. Drink it quickly while no one is here."

Yun Hao hummed and drank.

Seeing her son drinking lotus seed soup one mouthful at a time, Mrs. Yunlin's eyes were full of love.

But when she turned her head to look at Yunyuan, her expression changed.

Became full of malice.

"Huh!" She snorted coldly.

Although the sound was not loud, it could still be heard clearly in the mourning shed.

No one spoke.

Everyone knows that this Yunlin family is not easy to mess with, especially at this time, no one dares to touch the bad luck.

Yun Yuan naturally heard it too.

But he still knelt there, not even raising his head.

Yunyuan knew very well that his stepmother must be thinking hard about how to deal with him.

The only thing he can do is to stay calm and not be angered by it.

Because now the advantages are all on his side. As long as he can survive until his father is buried safely, then as the eldest son, he can naturally inherit everything.

This is something that the Yunlin family cannot change no matter how much they dislike it.

But the premise is that you can't make mistakes, especially you can't be angered by Yunlin's little tricks, otherwise once a conflict breaks out, it will add a lot of variables.

Adhering to this idea, Yunyuan was completely indifferent.

Although Mrs. Yunlin was angry when she saw this, there was nothing she could do for a moment.

At this moment, I heard shouting from outside.

"The master of the Iron Sword Sect has come to pay his respects."

"The master of Red Deer Gate came to pay homage."

"The master of Xuanguang Hall has come to pay homage."

After shouting three times in a row, the originally quiet memorial shed became commotion.

Because the three people who came here are all prominent figures in Yandu City.

Yun Anbang loved to make friends with these people in the world during his lifetime.

Now that he is dead, it is normal for these people to come to pay homage.

For a time, many people wearing mourning, whether it was true or false, all looked sad, knelt down and cried bitterly.

Yunlin's face was filled with joy.

However, this joyful look disappeared in a flash, and then Yunlin sat on the chair next to the coffin, pretending to be sad.

At this time, the three sect masters walked into the mourning shed together.

They first laid incense in front of the coffin, and then came forward to comfort the family members with kind words.

However, they all intentionally or unintentionally ignored Yun Yuan who was kneeling aside, and all gathered around Yun Lin.

"Sister-in-law, please give me your condolences!"

"Yes, brother Anbang is gone, so don't be too sad. There is still nephew Yunhao who needs to be nurtured, so you must hold on."

Mrs. Yunlin wiped the non-existent tears from the corner of her eyes and said in a low tone: "I know, thank you brothers, you are all considerate."

The three of them said some kind words to Yun Hao who was beside them, and then said goodbye and left.

During the whole process, the three of them didn't even look at Yunyuan who was also kneeling in front of the coffin, as if he didn't exist.

At this time, many people had noticed something strange, but no one dared to say anything.

Yun Yuan was still kneeling there with a calm expression, showing no signs of joy or anger at all.

The atmosphere in the funeral shed became very depressing.

Immediately afterwards, the number of people who came to worship began to gradually increase, and most of them were Yun Anbang's former friends.

But without exception, these people only comforted the Yun Lin family and Yun Hao's mother and son, and did not pay attention to Yun Yuan at all.

Although she tried her best to hide it, Yun Lin's expression still showed a proud look.

She had planned this a long time ago just to embarrass Yunyuan.

After all, there are so many people coming to worship, but everyone only recognizes us as mother and son, and ignores you, the nominal eldest son.

This implicitly shows an attitude.

And this is the attitude that Yunlin wants.

And I hope that in this way, I can create the illusion that my Yun Hao is the worthy heir.

Although it is just an illusion, Yunlin feels that as long as everyone agrees, it is not an illusion.

Yun Yuan naturally understands this.

At this moment, although he looked very calm on the outside, he was extremely anxious on the inside.

Although he knew that the Yunlin family would definitely do something small, he did not expect that not one of the friends his father had made during his lifetime, whether in the court or in the public arena, would support them and their mother.

Yunyuan knew that this must be caused by the Lin family behind the Yunlin family, otherwise it would not have such an effect.

This shows how important a strong matrilineal clan is.

But his grandfather's family is far away in Linhai County, beyond his reach, and he is alone. How can he defeat the Lin family whose base camp is in Yandu City?

As another wave of people arrived, Yun Yuan closed his eyes, listened to the complimentary words about Yun Hao, and then compared them with the neglect on his part.

His fists hidden in his sleeves could not help but be clenched silently, and his nails were even embedded deeply into his flesh.

But at this moment, a shout was heard from the courtyard.

"Zhao Ya comes to pay homage."

Hearing this name, Yun Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and turned around in disbelief.

I saw a tall and heroic man walking into the coffin with his head held high. He reached out and took out a note of grass incense from the table. After lighting it with the help of a long lamp, he waved it towards the coffin and then inserted it into the incense burner.

After doing this, Zhao Ya stepped in front of Yun Yuan and spoke loudly.

"Master Yun, please show me your condolences."

The sound of "Young Master" sounded extremely harsh in this spiritual shed.

At least Yunlin's expression changed instantly.

Most of the atmosphere she had worked so hard to create was destroyed by this sentence from Mr. Yun.

Therefore, Mrs. Yunlin simply glared at Zhao Ya, and at the same time asked the people next to her in a low voice.

"Who is this guy?"

In fact, she was not the only one who was confused, many people present were a little surprised.

Because they have never met Zhao Ya, the name feels strange to them.

"Looking at this son's outstanding temperament, he must be the son of a wealthy family."

"But how can there be a wealthy family named Zhao in Yandu City? Besides, if he comes from a noble family, how could he not add it when he called his name just now? I guess this should be an ordinary person."

"No, this name seems familiar to me. It seems to be a figure in the world."

While these people were talking quietly, Yun Yuan also woke up from his initial shock, and then nodded to Zhao Ya with a grateful face.

"Thank you, Young Master Zhao."

He really didn't expect that Zhao Ya would come to pay homage and openly stand up for him.

For him who had been deliberately left out, this was like providing help in times of need, and he was naturally grateful.

Zhao Ya just smiled slightly when he heard this.

The so-called taking money from others to eliminate disasters for others, since he had taken so much dried black dragon meat from Yunyuan, now that he was in trouble, he would naturally help him.

However, Zhao Ya did not expect such a situation before coming.

He originally just wanted to come over and see what was going on in the name of worship.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the cemetery, he noticed something was wrong.

Yunyuan was lonely and deserted, and he was alone.

On the other hand, it was very lively on the other side. Many people who came to worship did not leave, but stayed to talk to Yun Lin. This formed a very sharp contrast.

Zhao Ya understood what was going on at that time.

It has to be said that a woman like Yunlin has no other abilities, but she is very good at handling this kind of thing.

This is obviously disgusting to Yunyuan and creates an atmosphere where he is betrayed by his relatives and has no one to help him.

Zhao Ya's response to this was also very simple, which was to directly call out Yunyuan's identity and deliberately put pressure on the Yunlin clan.

At this time, Zhao Ya knelt down and whispered to Yunyuan.

"It seems like your stepmother has not given up. You should be more careful. This matter probably won't end so easily."

Yun Yuan took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I understand."

Zhao Ya patted Yunyuan's shoulder, stood up and was about to leave.

At this moment, someone called him.

"Wait a moment."

Zhao Ya stopped, turned to look at the person who called him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is something wrong?"

It was Yunlin who called him.

She looked at Zhao Ya unwillingly, "Who are you? Why haven't you heard your husband mention you before?"

"I'm just an ordinary person. Naturally, I can't get into the ears of you dignitaries. However, I have met Mr. Yun once, so I came here to pay my respects after hearing the news. What? I'm not allowed?"

Yunlin was speechless for a moment.

yes.

When people come to pay homage, I have no reason to refuse.

But she was unwilling to accept this result no matter what.

Just as she was searching for an excuse to continue questioning, a surprised voice came from outside the door.

"Brother Zhao?"

Then he saw Yun Jin stepping into the mourning shed.

"Sure enough, it's you, Brother Zhao!" Yun Jin shouted in surprise.

Zhao Ya nodded, "After hearing the bad news, I came over to pay my respects."

However, Yun Jin saw the clues at a glance, and especially noticed the deserted Yunyuan side, and a look of anger appeared on her face.

But at this time, she couldn't say anything. She could only say: "Thank you, Brother Zhao, for coming to comfort my brother."

With that said, she came to Yun Yuan's side, lifted her dress and knelt down.

Yunyuan was a little surprised, "Jin'er, what are you doing?"

"I'll stay with you. Although we are not as capable as others in buying so many people to come to the platform, I am your cousin, so it makes sense to stay with you." Yun Jin said loudly and deliberately.

Mrs. Yunlin's face turned blue and white from the rebuke, but she really didn't dare to say anything.

After all, Yun Jin is the legitimate daughter of the second wife, and she doesn't dare to provoke her easily.

It was because of this chaos that someone suddenly remembered something and shouted loudly: "I remembered, he was the one who fought against Yan Tianjiao of Xijian Villa some time ago!"

Uh-huh.

Many people's eyes were focused on Zhao Ya.

There was shock, confusion, and confusion in these eyes.

After all, they couldn't figure out how Yun Yuan got involved with this boy.

Especially Yunlin's face darkened even more after hearing these words.

Zhao Ya just laughed at this and walked away.

He doesn't have much interest in the gossips within these wealthy families.

But it's quite interesting to look at it from an outsider's perspective.

A group of people are scheming over a false righteous name, and even a look or a word has a hidden meaning. Isn't this a mental illness?

Zhao Ya left Yun Mansion and returned to the merchant.

After returning home, Shang Jingchuan, who had not been seen for many days, was also at home, with an excited look on his face.

As soon as he saw Zhao Ya, he reached out and grabbed him, and then said very excitedly: "Xiao Ya, no matter what, you have to have a drink with me tonight."

Zhao Ya smiled in surprise, "Why are you so happy?"

"Hey, I just got the news that the Holy Emperor will hold a great meeting tomorrow, and then I will be appointed to my position. Don't you think this is good news?"

"Well, that is indeed good news worth celebrating." Zhao Ya said.

Although he had no idea what official position Shang Jingchuan was about to hold, he didn't even have any idea about the court and the so-called Holy Emperor that Shang Jingchuan was loyal to.

But this did not prevent Zhao Ya from congratulating him.

After all, everyone has their own choices and ideas. Although they don't understand them, they can respect them.

"Hehe, should I just tell you, Xiaoya, you know me best, unlike that girl Luoluo, who actually said that the situation is undecided and that we can't draw conclusions in advance. This is a certainty, what else is undecided?"

Shang Jingchuan rubbed his hands excitedly and paced back and forth.

"What position do you think your Majesty will arrange for me this time? Is it too fast to join the cabinet and become the prime minister? I think it is better to keep a low profile and do my job first and wait for a year and a half. If you raise it higher, people won't have any objections, what do you think?"

"Well, not bad." What else could Zhao Ya say to this, and he could only respond politely with "Not bad."

But this kind of perfunctory made Shang Jingchuan feel like he had found a treasure. He would not let go of Zhao Ya and kept talking about his feelings.

"The Minister of Etiquette is not bad, but it would be a bit too much to take up the actual position when I first come back. So the most suitable position for me is to be a subordinate. It has both rank and a false position. It is very suitable for raising a family. After waiting for a while, ….”

Zhao Ya could only listen helplessly to this. If Shang Luoluo hadn't finally taken action and rescued him from Shang Jingchuan, he would have been hard-pressed to escape.

"Sorry, my father is like this when he encounters happy things. Sometimes he talks incoherently like a child." Shang Luoluo said helplessly.

Zhao Ya smiled and said, "I don't blame Uncle Shang. After all, this is something he has dreamed of for many years. Now he finally has the chance to realize it. It's normal to be excited."

"Do you really think there is a chance?" Shang Luoluo suddenly asked.