[Comprehensive] The five elements are short of money

Boarding a fantastic, luxurious and magnificent ship, the next second someone rushes up and shouts: "Sir, the Titanic has crashed into an iceberg." Traveling through a generation of emperors, with power in their hands, lying drunk on the lap of a beauty, suddenly The servant rushed in and yelled: "Your Majesty, Ji Fa has entered Chaoge." She finally became the beauty of her dreams, with rich aptitude and unsurpassed eyebrows. He knelt down and cried, "Mother, Maweipo is here."

There is no greater tragedy in life than this, Xue Xun is facing such a tragedy right now.

Xue Xun was not Xue Xun at first, the past is like smoke, so there is no need to talk nonsense about the past, the sad thing is the current situation.Xue Xun stared at the bed cover above his head, wanting to die.

Who is Xue Xun?He is the patriarch of the Xue family of the royal merchants of the Dalong Dynasty. He has lived in Jinling for generations.There is a folk doggerel, "There is so much 'snow' in a good year, pearls are like earth and gold is like iron", it is about their Xue family.The old head of the Xue family had just passed away from illness, and the new head, Xue Xun, was only 25 years old, so he had to deal with the pressure of the cadres to keep the Xue family's imperial merchant qualification in the Ministry of Household Affairs, which was really a torment.No, one accidentally passed out, which changed the soul.

This is not the most difficult thing, the most difficult thing is that Xue Xun is 25 years old this year, and his knees are especially empty. Others at his age, sons can make soy sauce, and daughters are ready to say goodbye. None, how not to worry.However, the daughter-in-law he married was still obviously low-married. Although the granddaughter of Prince Bo of Taiwei County was a concubine, she was not something that he, a businessman's son, could get high.Thanks to the Xue family's qualifications as an imperial merchant, anything that bears the emperor's name must be noble and somewhat valuable, and the value of the Wang family is gradually losing, unable to make ends meet, and unable to make ends meet, so for the sake of fellow villagers, they married their granddaughter to Xue Home.Therefore, Xue Xun dared not take concubines at all.Thank goodness, at the father's funeral, the daughter-in-law fainted and found out she was pregnant. It was because of the blessing of the father's spirit in the sky.

Xue Xun sorted out the thoughts in his mind. Although he was just an upstart businessman, in the era of popularization of education and endless streams of film and television dramas, "Dream of Red Mansions" was still involved. None, but he had a famous son and an even more famous daughter.

If there is no accident, the daughter-in-law is pregnant this time, and she will be born as the "dumb king" Xue Pan, and then he will have a daughter Xue Baochai who is "beautiful, elegant, erudite, and enlightened". .Then he died in middle age, leaving behind orphans and widows, and performed a story of stones in Rongguo Mansion, and finally disappeared without a trace, leaving only a sigh.

These are things for the future. The problem Xue Xun is facing now is to organize his father's funeral first.

Before Xue Xun opened his eyes and cleared his thoughts, a servant knocked on the door: "Master, it's time, and it's time to send the master's coffin into the family temple."

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Xue Xun didn't know what to say, his memory was interrupted before he could straighten it out, so he could only keep coughing and act according to circumstances without speaking.When outsiders heard Xue Xun coughing, Ma sneaked in, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him.Xue Xun took the cup with trembling hands, tears came down again, now he is the one who died of his father.

"Young master, you are so sad and obedient." The middle-aged servant patted Xue Xun on the back, and said earnestly: "This old slave said a word, the master is gone, and the Xue family is on your shoulders. If you fall down, master How can you feel at ease in the ground?"

"I...I know...that's..."

"Oh, this old slave knows you are sad, but the master and wife have already gone, and you are the only parent who can support the family!"

"grandmother……"

"Don't worry, young master. Grandma is fine, and the baby in her belly is safe. The doctor has already seen it."

"Well, I'm sure you can do things with confidence." Xue Xun sighed, leaning limply on the old housekeeper, listening to him in detail.

"Young master, lie down again and refresh your spirit. The masters and young masters of the guests who came to express their condolences are helping to greet you. If you rest for another half an hour, you will have to throw a basin and carry a banner for the master when you wake up. This is The list of road sacrifices in each family, the young master has a good idea." The old butler took out a stack of folded papers from his sleeve and put them on the bedside, and served Xue Xuntang before leaving.

Xue Xun sensed that the butler was gone, closed his eyes and immediately cleared his thoughts, and at the same time hated himself for not being able to grasp the important point, do you have a dime relationship with Duanbawang and Xue Baochai?Let's go through the barrier in front of us first.

It's no fun to have 25 years of memories rushing into your head.Xue Xun's head seemed to be split open by an axe. Beads of sweat began to roll off his forehead. His face was pale, his lips were bitten, and he curled up into a ball.

Half of Xue Xun's life experience passed by like a lantern, the warmth and happiness of three generations living in the same family when he was young, the difficulty of studying with his father after losing his mother when he was young, and the sadness of his father's death... I don't know how long it took, Xue Xun felt himself fainted. Identify the direction of light and dark.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Before Xue Xun could react, the butler rushed in. "Parents who suffer from body, hair, skin and skin, you mourn yourself so much, let the master see it, you will die of heartache!"

"Uncle Zhong, I'm fine..." Xue Xun finally knew the name of the old housekeeper.

Uncle Zhong went out for a trip and came back. He heard painful groans outside the door, and no one answered the door. As soon as he came in, he saw his young master curled up, with a pale face, blood on his mouth and hands, and his heart ached to death. He said with tears in his voice, "Young master, you want the life of this old slave. If you are like this, how will this old slave explain to the master when he gets here in the future!"

"Okay, Uncle Zhong, it's almost time. It's important to see daddy off first." Xue Xun interrupted him, trembling and about to get up from the bed. Fortunately, when he was put on the bed, his clothes, shoes and socks were complete. When I got out of bed, I trembled and almost fell to the ground, but thanks to Uncle Zhong's sharp eyesight, he quickly caught him.

Xue Xun walked out the door, and there were kneeling servants and other servants in the yard, all dressed in linen and white clothes, wearing mourning for the master, all white.

"What's going on here?"

"Master, if you don't let the slaves serve you, the slaves can only kneel down and beg the gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless the master to reach bliss early, and bless the master to be safe and healthy, and everything goes smoothly." The little servant Golden Beast cried.

"Master, even if you want to keep your filial piety, you can't let the slaves serve you. Your health is important." Uncle Zhong persuaded.

"Everyone get up, send father on the road first, and then we can talk." Xue Xun couldn't quite get his head around, and he called out weakly. He was now half-legged on Zhongshu's body, and it seemed that he was mourning too much, and he stood still. I can't get up.

When they arrived at the mourning hall, a young woman dressed in sackcloth and cotton was supported by a maid to welcome her up, crying, "Master..."

"You are pregnant, why are you still here?" This woman should be Xue Wang, who will be called Aunt Ci in the future.

"My father-in-law's last trip, how can I not come." Xue Wangshi cried while talking.

"You have the fifth generation of the Xue family in your body. When your father knew the good news before he left, he was also very happy. You take good care of yourself, which is the best tribute to your father." Xue Xun comforted his daughter-in-law in a low voice. The nanny on the side said: "Take care of grandma, the mourning hall is busy, don't let people run into you."

Xue Xun knelt on the futon next to the coffin, and the ceremony officially started. 81 Taoist priests and 81 eminent monks began to practice the ritual. Lingering, Xue Xun burst into tears.

After working for a long time, Xue Xun broke the clay pot in front of the coffin, and walked in front carrying the flag, followed by twelve coffin-carrying warriors in white clothes, carrying the coffin of the old man, followed by the mourning band and the mourning band. Fortunately, the family uncles and nephews are greeted by the chief executive, he just needs to bow his hands blankly, and no one will care about etiquette with him on the spot when his own father died.

People kept coming to greet him along the way, and Xue Xun coped with it brazenly, thinking why there were so many people, his memory hadn't been sorted out clearly, and he was going to miss something.

On the street outside the mansion, the coffin was put into the carriage, with servants throwing money for the journey in front, and people around with flags to follow, and on both sides of the road, good friends set up road sacrifices to express their condolences.

Xue Xun half leaned on the little servant Golden Beast, still insisting on sending Old Master Xue on the road, but the servants couldn't persuade him, so he went to ask the grandmother sitting in the carriage, still unable, so he had to let him go.

Xue Xun was walking on the road, listening to the onlookers praising him for his filial piety, he was slightly sarcastic in his heart, he just wanted to take the opportunity to observe.

It seems that the Xue family has a high status in Jinling City, and the people who set up road sacrifices around them are all famous people, not only local parents and officials such as the prefect of Jinling and Tongzhi, but also people like "Doctor Zhongfeng" and "General Mingwei" The name of the class, and I don't know what it does.Xue Xun originally thought that the Xue family's contacts were all wealthy businessmen, but he didn't expect that there were so many people in the officialdom.

Thinking about it, it is true that the family who can be called the four families of Jinling together with the three families of Jia Shiwang and become an official protection talisman cannot be just a simple businessman. In this era, the imperial business is equivalent to a state-owned enterprise, right?Those who are mixed are all in the government order. Maybe the emperor is pleasing to the eye, and it is possible to directly appoint an official.Thinking about it this way, the status of the Xue family is not that low, Xue Xun felt a little relieved.

Most of the road sacrifices were held by the nephews of the families or the confidantes of the head of the family. As Xue Xun, it was enough to return the gift from afar. The name and the face are matched.Fortunately, there were no big shots, otherwise Xue Xun would definitely be able to handle it.

After walking through the street where the Xue family and their clansmen lived together, and the journey of the road festival was over, Xue Xun fainted boldly.

He was carried into the carriage amid the terrifying exclamation, even though he was already so weak, he still had to hold on to put Master Xue's coffin in the family temple, and then choose an auspicious day to bury him in the ground for peace.

The "comatose" Xue Xun was lying on the carriage. After a while, Uncle Zhong handed over a sealed box and said, "A letter from Beijing."

Xue Xun reluctantly supported himself to take it apart to have a look, wishing he could pass out again.