Before confiscating the house and going into exile, he emptied the enemy's warehouses and fled.

Chapter 69: Are you being followed? (Recommending, please help me to top the list, thank you)
Xu Xiangpu and Xu Wenrong flipped through a few pages and were astonished.

[Unfortunately, why were the book cover and title page torn? 】

[This is a banned book, I guess Yan'er doesn't want to be seen]

Xie Yanyan: What was torn off was the name of the publisher and the date of publication.

Nice idea, too lazy to explain.

The Xu family is a family of reclusive Confucian scholars. Even if what she brings out is inappropriate, she doesn't have to worry about being betrayed by her relatives.

"Good boy, this book is so precious. My uncle is very grateful. You go to Lingnan first, and my uncle will do what he should do."

Xie Anfeng remembered the soap made by Xie Yanyan, so he went to the car and took out a few pieces and gave them to Xu Xiangpu: "This is the soap developed by Yan'er. It is very powerful in removing oil and stains. You can take it back and use it."

Soap is very popular right now. Anyone who spends tens of taels of silver to buy a piece of soap is either rich or expensive.

The Xu family's reluctance to become an official was not because they were isolated from the world. The Xu family knew about soap, a necessity for people's livelihood.

Xu Xiangpu and Xu Wenrong were very surprised to hear Xie Anfeng say that it was developed by Xie Yanyan.

[Yan'er is quite as smart and talented as Zhi Yan, but it's a pity that Yan'er left early]

Xu Xiangpu's eyes were red again.

After seeing off his uncle and nephew, Xie Anfeng hesitated and asked Xie Yanyan: "Yan'er, where did you get those history books?"

"Given by Prince Zhou."

Oh, Xie Anfeng thinks that's right. These books were probably stolen by Prince Zhou from the royal library.

(Zhou Shaoyu: Ah sneeze!)

After Xu Xiangpu left, Xie Yao looked at Xie Yanyan's carriage and asked Fang, "Mom, will grandpa give us food?"

Xie Tingting immediately retorted: "No one will give it to you. If you want to eat it, you can steal it yourself."

Xie Yao pursed his lips, but did not cry. He grabbed Fang's lapel and shook it: "Mom, let's beg the second aunt, can she give us meat?"

Jiang Shuang was very kind to them in the past. She made shoes and clothes for them. She even gave Xie Lingyu no meat to eat, but gave it to Xie Yao.

Fang shook his head: "No."

"We can make paper boxes and exchange one paper box for one steamed bun."

Xie Qingmu used to be the last person who wanted to bow to Xie Anfeng. He even always thought that he was nobler than Xie Anfeng.

A few months after his exile, his sky fell and his faith reversed.

He wanted to make paper boxes and eat some steamed buns from Xie Yanyan's side.

Fang didn't object. She only had one pancake a day and couldn't bear it any longer.

At Shen Shi, the team rushed to Fangma Mountain.

There is a small stream at the foot of the mountain, gurgling down from the mountain. The water is clear and there is a pool at the foot of the mountain.

There are fish in the pool.

Originally, Li Rong asked the prisoners to collect firewood and Zhu Bazhi cooked dinner for everyone. However, when everyone saw fish and shrimps, they all said good things to Li Rong and wanted to catch some. The child had not eaten meat for more than two months. They are all so greedy.

"Please, sir, let us catch some, please?"

"Look at the people down here. Who doesn't know that fish and shrimps can be caught and eaten? Why don't they catch them?"

These people from Kyoto are still too simple-minded: "They probably dislike the fishy fish, and they probably have food to eat and don't want to eat such a small fish."

"Hi! This is the mountain and the land of nobles. Ordinary people cannot get close to it. Do you understand?" Li Rong pointed to three people who were walking with their hands behind their backs. "Here comes the person in charge."

While talking, Xie Qingmu had already caught a half-pound crucian carp and said happily to Xie Yao: "Yao'er, dad caught a fish! Dad will cook fish soup for you."

"Dad, I want to eat meat, I want to eat fried fish."

"What are you doing? This is the fish raised by our Zhuangzi, please put it down quickly."

shouted three men who came running quickly.

When he arrived, he looked at these unkempt people, frowned and asked, "What do you do?"

After just a few glances, the man immediately knew who he was.

"What a bad luck! Where are the managers? Take care of your people, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" The man pinched his waist, pointed at Xie Qingmu and shouted, "Put the fish back. If the fish dies, I will drag you away." See the official." Li Rong shouted: "Xie Qingmu, throw the fish back."

Xie Qingmu reluctantly put the fish back into the pond and said angrily: "Why does the stream flowing down from the mountain become your family?"

"This entire mountain belongs to my master. Do you think this water belongs to our family? Does this fish belong to our family?"

Only then did Xie Yanyan understand that in ancient times there were so many fish and shrimps in rivers and lakes, and so many wild fruits and wild animals on the mountains. Why would people starve to death and eat people?
It turns out that in ancient times, most of the mountains, fields, and ponds were controlled by aristocratic families, and were inaccessible to hungry people.

Knowing that these people were prisoners, those few people kept an eye on them to prevent them from digging for vegetables or catching fish.

"Master Jiezhao, please find another place to rest. There is a mountain temple five miles ahead and a mountain spring outside the temple. You can make a fire there to cook. It is also good to rest there at night."

The man who looked like a housekeeper suggested that Li Rong take everyone away.

Before Li Rong responded, there were suddenly several loud and high-pitched suona sounds, "Woooooooooooooo~"

Everyone stopped arguing and looked at the team on the other road.

It was a group of people coming out of the city. The first few suonas were blowing hard with their hands raised to the sky, and behind them were white flags covering the sky.

It turned out to be a funeral.

You will definitely not see such an authentic funeral procession in the 22nd century. Xie Yanyan instinctively thought: record it.

A batch of mobile phones appeared in the space instantly, and they were fully charged.

Although the Internet is not available, it does not affect the use of the camera.

Press "Start Recording", turn your phone to the big tree branch in front of the funeral procession, and focus the camera on the funeral procession.

It would be a fool not to watch the excitement. The three people stopped chasing people and watched the funeral procession with great interest, talking while watching.

"It was City Lord Guo's father who was buried." One person said, "The tomb has been repaired for several months."

"Yes, the tomb is better built than my house."

"Nonsense, who do you think you are? He is the father of the city lord."

The suona was loud and the white flags were exquisite. Before the coffin was lifted, the filial sons and grandsons dropped the basin and lifted the coffin, and there was a lot of crying.

There are many white flags, people wearing filial piety and hats solemnly, playing winds and beatings, crying and crying. Along the way, relatives, friends and colleagues continue to express their condolences, salutes and conduct roadside sacrifices.

"My Shibo!"

"My Shibo!"

"My Shibo!"

After offering incense, the man mourned three times in front of the coffin, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and then stood up and bowed three times with his hands in hand. It was very simple and rigid.

A filial son, a virtuous grandson, kneels three times and kowtows nine times, mourning like a song.

The procedures were followed one after another until the coffin was delivered to the cemetery and buried.

Xie Yanyan recorded the entire funeral process, including the format of the coffin, the appearance of the tomb, and the rituals of the sacrifice.

Before turning off the video, Xie Yanyan said something in the video: In 38X AD, in Fangma Mountain, there was a funeral ceremony for the father of a certain city lord.

After recording, I threw it into space.

Li Rong didn't want to be annoying, so after seeing the excitement, he asked Zhu Ba to put the pots on the carriage, and all set off to the temple in front of the mountain.

[Images of ancient funeral customs discovered in space have extremely high cultural and archaeological value. Can they be redeemed? 】

She just recorded it and she was targeted? Is this being followed?

Will the tomb of the city lord's father be excavated based on her video?

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