All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chapter 53: They Are All Acquaintances (Part [-])
When Shen Ji came out of the house, Shen Lingxi had already left.

Apart from the two brothers and Cui Yuan, only Shen Lingxi and the two dead souls knew about the conversation in the room.

The mourning hall in the front yard of the Hou Mansion has been set up. According to Shen Lingxi's request, the ancestor's body was buried in the coffin at an auspicious time. Shen Lingxi specially did a simple embalming treatment for the ancestor's body.

He also ordered people to place many ice cubes wrapped in tarpaulins in an inconspicuous place inside the coffin to ensure that the corpse would not rot.

It can be regarded as a beautiful day, the downpour suddenly came, and the hot weather suddenly cooled down.

The eminent monks of Huguo Temple and the Taoist priests of Jinxian Temple have set up Taoist temples in the mansion.

Shen Lingxi put on the Taoist robes for practicing rituals, and set up an altar in front of the spirit to chant scriptures for the ancestors.

In the mourning hall, relatives and friends of the ancestors came to express their condolences.

Shen Lingxi didn't go anywhere, and she was dressed in such a way that the people arranged by Shen Ji couldn't find a chance and locked her in the back house.

The ancestor lived his whole life and never saw any storms.

Seeing the faces of the two brothers clearly, they gradually calmed down despite being disappointed.

She was sitting next to Shen Lingxi, looking at the relatives and friends who came and went to mourn in the mourning hall, and listening to them talking about the past related to her in front of her soul, her eyes filled with infinite sighs, did she have anything to do with Shen Lingxi? Talking together:
"This is the child of Zhongyonghou's family. He was like a monkey when he was a child. I even hugged him."

"Hey, this is the old Feng Jun of Wu'an Bo's family. When we were in the boudoir, the two of us hit it off. We used that flower paper to send letters every day. Others wrote some sour poems, and we both wrote dishes for each other. Name, what did you eat in the morning, and what did you eat at noon? At first, my husband thought that we were both hardworking and studious, but after knowing the truth, my face turned green with anger... Tell Mama Cui to take the note that I put on the bedside grid Give her a thought, and let her not be sad."

"Hey, Mrs. Ji is here too. She is a good girl. Back then, when she wanted to reconcile with that boy from Zhen Guogong's family, I just said a few words for her, but I also troubled her to remember until now, so she hurried away." Come here. Tell me, people who meet by chance can still be like this, why can my two bastards be able to..."

As the ancestor spoke, he choked up a little, but the tears welling up in his eyes never turned into teardrops.

Now that the body is gone, there is no use crying.

Although she was born in Jinxiudui in her life, after marrying into the Shen family, she also suffered hardships and hardships.I have laughed out loud, but I have also been frightened and frightened.Having received favors from others, and not hesitating to help others, after all, I have tasted all kinds of flavors in life, and lived with a clear conscience and frankness.

Only these two sons...

When it was time to understand the truth, the enemy who doted on his concubine and killed his wife gave it to the god damn concubine to raise him, and his heart was perverted.

After she boiled that enemy to death, took care of the concubine's room, and snatched them back to her side, it was too late.

I can only try my best to make up for it, discipline and restrain them earnestly, and try my best to plan for them...

But now that she's dead, she realizes that their filial piety and obedience in front of her are all fake.

One followed their father's stupidity, and the other followed that aunt's wickedness.

If there is no girl like Lingxi, even if she knows what happened behind her, she can only vomit blood in her heart, and there is nothing she can do.

Fortunately, there is still a chance of redemption.

"Son, grandma is sorry for you. If I had known today, I shouldn't have decided to take you back and let you be such a father for nothing."

The old ancestor looked at Shen Lingxi guiltily, "But right now, grandma has no one else to ask, can you do grandma one last favor?"

What Shen Lingxi waited for was the words of the old ancestor.

She stopped reciting the scriptures, looked at her ancestor, and said seriously, "If you figure it out, let alone one favor, even ten favors, I can help."

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Until the ancestor's first seven days, Shen Ji didn't find a chance and locked Shen Lingxi up.

There is no other reason, but because the eminent monk of the Huguo Temple who came to the mansion to do the water and land ashram, and the Taoist nun of Jinxianguan, are... well acquainted with her.

Even those opera singers from the Yuchun troupe would respectfully call "Shen Lingxi" when they saw Shen Lingxi.

Not to mention that the paper bundles, spirit banners and other things used in funerals all come from Shen's coffin shop.

Without Shen Lingxi, most of this trivial matter would collapse.

Shen Ji, who cares about face so much, dares to act rashly?

What's more terrible is——
Because Liu Si's body was lifted out of the well earlier, the reputation of Jinxian Temple was greatly shaken.

Especially Miaozhen Nuguan, who can be regarded as a hot figure in the elite circle of the capital.

This is still the case for Miaozhen's female crown, not to mention the person involved in the dragon's ignorance-Miaoling real person.

The matter of "Shen Lingxi is the real Miaoling" was originally suppressed by the Shen family.

It was only because the ancestors were worried about Shen Lingxi's reputation as a "three aunts and six wives", which affected her marriage.

But now that the ancestor has passed away, how could Shen Ji's head think of this.

It happened that Shen's residence was having a funeral, so Shen Lingxi sat down in the mourning hall wearing that attire, and added the Miaozhen women's crown to promote her.

In less than a day, the news that "Realist Miao Ling is the newly recognized daughter of Xuan Ping Hou Mansion" spread in the whole capital.

Shen Ji was so angry that he vomited blood.

Good guy, the daughter who brought her back to the mansion on the way, has a reputation in the capital that is almost surpassing that of his father, Xuan Pinghou.

However, the only thing that made him happy was——
Shen Lingxi stopped messing around with him and asked him to deal with Shen Liang.

Because of this, Shen Ji gave up the idea of ​​locking her up.

The two parties are living in peace and harmony, and the ancestors' funeral affairs have been carried out smoothly until the seventh day.

It is said that the soul will return home on the seventh day after death.

According to the custom of the capital, in order for the body not to rot in midsummer, after the first seven days, the coffin must be buried.

The old ancestor died for Shen Liang, although on the surface, the emperor gave the Shen family face and pressed the matter down.But in fact, the ancestors can still be regarded as guilty.

Therefore, Shen Ji asked Mr. Yinzhai to choose the auspicious time for the burial at Yinzheng the next day, and to have the funeral at night, which is considered to be full of dignity.

So in the first seven days and nights, the Shen family clan gathered together.

One is to say goodbye to the ancestors for the last time, and the other is to wait for the funeral for the ancestors in the early morning.

As agreed earlier, Shen Lingxi would hand over the keys to the warehouse and accounts of the Hou Mansion to Xiao An in front of the elders of the Shen family.

Under the repeated urging of Shen Ji's dispatcher, Shen Lingxi came late.

The huge mourning hall was already full of people.

The coffin of the ancestors has not yet been sealed, and the dark lid is half open.

Perhaps the days of heavy rain made the weather cool down. Although the whole mourning hall was brightly lit, there was a chilly air for some reason.

Shen Lingxi was wearing a uniform, and her already thin body was even more frail.

She glanced slightly over everyone in the hall.

Very good, everything that should come has come.

Shen Liang and Cui Yuan, who shouldn't have come, also rushed to come.

It would save her to send someone to invite someone later.

Shen Lingxi walked to the coffin and bowed to the clan elders present.

Before he got up, he heard an old voice asking harshly, "This is Dalang's fifth girl who just came back from the countryside and shows her face outside all day long without anyone to discipline her?"

(End of this chapter)