surnamed Wang

It has been raining continuously in Longqi Bay for the past few days. It was almost the season of white dew, and the night was getting colder. Now, with the autumn rain and the cold, the small village that has not seen the sun for several days in a row is getting darker and colder.

In the early morning of this day, it was just dawn, Xiaoxi got up as usual and began to pack the fishing nets. Although he, a bachelor, had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry, the premise was that there was enough to eat.

Compared with the people in other places who are eager for more rain, the villagers of Longxi Bay hate this terrible weather.After several days of heavy rain, the waves on the sea were higher than the other, and even the most courageous young people in the village did not dare to go to sea rashly.

Although it was still foggy this morning, the rain had stopped anyway, and judging by the thick fog, it must be a rare sunny day. Every household in the village started to get busy, and Longqi Bay was rarely bustling again.

While Xiaoxi was struggling to untie the knot on the fishing net, he caught a glimpse of a group of people coming towards the entrance of the village from the corner of his eye.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, seeing that it didn't matter, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

In the hazy fog, a team dressed in sackcloth and filial piety came towards the village. There were about twenty people in charge of the team, carrying a huge coffin. The suona, gongs and drums in their hands were like decorations, without making any sound.

Funerals in the village are generally chosen after dawn, and the band playing is a must. While saying goodbye to the dead, it is also emboldening the stranger.

But this group of people in front of them was not only chosen when the fog was thickest, but also lifeless and ghostly, anyone who saw it would feel terrified.

"Did you see a ghost in broad daylight?"

Xiaoxi muttered something in a low voice, but saw a man in white at the head turn his head to look this way.

The "person" first looked at him suspiciously, then deviated from the team and walked towards this side. Seeing this, Xiao Xi suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, and almost screamed like a woman.

At this time, the sun was stronger than before, and the dense fog had cleared up a lot. When the man approached, Xiaoxi finally saw the man's true face. He said in disbelief:
"A Yue?"

The man nodded with a smile, and reached out to lift the young man who was still sitting on the ground.

Only then did the latter react, and said with surprise on his face:
"It's great that you're fine. People in the village gossip about you..."

When the young man said this, he suddenly stopped talking, and Wang Gangquan didn't ask further questions, but said calmly:

"I'm here to relocate Ah Qing's grave, and I probably won't come back in the future."

Xiaoxi nodded, opened his mouth to say something more, but didn't know how to speak, Wang Bingquan patted the other side's shoulder with a smile and said:
"Don't worry about me, there's nothing you can't think about."

Xiao Xi nodded dully, he always felt that the man in front of him seemed to be different from before, and he couldn't help being in awe.

After the two exchanged a few words of greeting, A Yue took his leave and left. Before he left, he didn't forget to put a bag of silver into the other's hand.

Xiaoxi had never seen so much money in his life. He was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the whole team had gone far away. At this time, the thick fog had also dispersed, and the sea in the distance was calm.

……

On a small hill not far from Longqi Bay, Wang Bingquan stood quietly in front of a tomb on the top of the hill, while a team of 20 people waited not far away.

At the beginning, he left in such a hurry that he didn't even prepare a tombstone. He just packed it in a thin wooden coffin and buried it hastily.

While cleaning up the weeds on the grave, Wang Gangquan said softly:
"I have already avenged you, and Rong Rong has also acquiesced in our matter, I came today to take you home, it seems that you were worried for so long and it was useless.

The most ridiculous thing is me, it took me half a year to understand what you mean. It seems that whether I am Wang Gangquan or A Yue, my reaction is the same and a bit slow.

I still remember one time when I ate fish and got stuck in my throat. I felt uncomfortable for several days and was reluctant to spend money to see the doctor. In the end, it was so serious that I couldn’t eat, so you found out.

I thought I would be scolded by you, but you dragged me to the clinic without saying anything, and bought me a bunch of candied haws on the way back, and we each took a bite, and we cried several children along the way..."

Wang Gingquan babbled and talked endlessly, until it was almost noon, when Zhou Jiuer, who was forcibly pulled by him, had to step forward and remind:

"My lord, it's time to miss the hour if you keep chatting."

Wang Gangquan had no choice but to give up after hearing the words.

……

The high-quality nanmu coffin was carried by more than a dozen people and walked down the mountain. After seeing it from a distance, the people in the village came forward to watch with curiosity. After seeing that the leader was A Yue, they became even more curious.

The crowd watched from a distance, but no one dared to step forward, because there were officers and soldiers in armor standing around the team.

These officers and soldiers who usually made a detour when they saw each other, kneeled down in front of A Yue without exception, and the leader, a rich and middle-aged man, was so respectful that he almost threw himself on the ground.

There is a young man in the village who has been to the city, and he whispered to his companion beside him:

"That person seems to be the magistrate."

"You can't read it wrong, right?" The companion couldn't believe it.

The young man shook his head and said affirmatively:
"That's right, I went to see the excitement of the magistrate's trial once, and I can't be wrong."

The words of the young people spread throughout the crowd, and the discussion gradually became louder and louder. After the whole team left, no matter men, women, young or old, they all talked about Ayue.

Xiaoxi, who was familiar with Ah Yue, didn't join in the fun, instead, he stared blankly at the bag of silver in his hand, on which was embroidered an exquisite "king" character with gold thread.

After a long time, the young man murmured:
"Our Longqi Bay, could it be that a golden dragon really came out?"

……

There is a mourning hall in Ankang Palace. The mourning hall is not big. It was specially built by Wang Bingquan for Wang Qianying, and the spiritual tablets of Wang Bingquan and Hongxing are enshrined in it.

Although Wang Gingquan recognized Wang Qianying as his son, he didn't want him to forget his biological parents, so he asked him to come and pay respects during festivals.

Wang Qianying, who is five years old, has gradually come to understand many things. Although the memory of her parents is blurred in her mind, she still follows Wang Gangquan's instructions and comes to offer incense every [-]th day of the lunar new year.

Wang Gingquan placed Qing Xing's spirit seat next to her sister Hong Xing, looked at the birth date on it, and murmured:
"Yihai is a year of pigs, so Zhou Jiuer really hit the mark."

Wang Bingquan suddenly remembered the scene when the two first met. At that time, there were two oirans in Zuixinglou, the elder sister was Wang Bingjin's confidant, and the younger sister was the spy of Emperor Shengen. It's really a blessing that father and son could do such a wicked thing.

At that time, he was investigating Hong Xing, but met Qing Xing who reminded him. Later, he deliberately asked her if this was what his father meant, but the answer he got was actually a whim.

Wang Gangquan couldn't laugh or cry at the time, thinking that you were too casual as a secret guard, but looking at it now, it seems that the relationship between the two was doomed at that time.

"Qing Xing... Ah Qing..."

Wang Gangquan repeated these two names over and over again, feeling that he had overlooked something.

At this moment, a voice outside the door interrupted his memory:

"Brother Wang, why don't you tell me when you come back."

It was Liu Luming who came.

Wang Gangquan turned his head when he heard the sound, "Let's go and drink with me."

"Huh? It's broad daylight..."

Wang Gangquan directly walked out of the mourning hall, brushed past him, and said without looking back:

"Old Liu, do you want a princess for you?"

Liu Luming, who used to be laughing and joking in the past, seemed to have hurt his self-esteem at this moment, and he said with righteous indignation:
"What do you think of me, Liu, am I the kind of person who forgets righteousness when he sees sex?"

Wang Gangquan turned his head in surprise, but saw that he still had a righteous face and said:

"Brother is in a bad mood, what's wrong with having a drink with you?"

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