Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

The Chen family was hypocritical. In order to conceal the truth, he chose a treasured geomancy place, where He Qianhu and the He sisters were buried together, and three tombstones were erected.

In the first few years of Tomb Sweeping Festival, people were sent to make sacrifices and performed for outsiders. Later, no one came to see the two orphans of the He family. The Chen family didn’t even bother to do it. The tomb was left unattended, and the grass on the head of the tomb was taller than people. Now, there are even rabbits digging holes in their graves to make nests.

Lu Ying commanded his subordinates to dig tombs and open coffins overnight to verify the truth about the death of the He sisters.

Perhaps it was Miss He, who was tortured to death by her former fiance, knows that the first digging shovel down, the sky thunder shakes, and then accompanied by lightning, it instantly illuminates the night sky, even the fine fluff on the grave head can be seen clearly.

"Ghost!"

Jin Yiwei who was digging the grave hurriedly discarded his shovel.

When he heard of ghosts, Wang Daxia, who was most afraid of ghosts, immediately retracted into the carriage, lit a horn lamp that was weatherproof and rainproof, and said to the head of the He family's grave:

"Three, we didn't intentionally disturb you to sleep tonight, it was to find out the truth about Miss He's death, you don't want to die, is it unclear, right?"

Wang Daxia threw the half-dead Shuboy to the grave, "You are wronged, you are in debt, don't find me, seek revenge and find him! He is an accomplice!"

The book boy knelt on the grave and kowtowed like a candle, "I didn't do it. I have a son in my family, and the whole family is held in the hands of the master. The little master wants me to go east, but I dare not go west."

"I want to quibble!" Wang Daxia shoved a shovel into the book boy's hand, "you're digging for what you did. "

The book boy was too busy to dare.

Lu Ying's face was more terrifying than the sky at this time, and he drew a whip over, "Can you dig?"

"I'm digging!" The book boy dragged his wounded body, carried a shovel, and shoveled dirt.

It was also a coincidence that at this moment a sky thunder descended and smashed on the shovel waved by the book boy. The book boy screamed and his clothes caught fire instantly. Then he fell down and hit Miss He's tombstone with breathlessness.

The boy's head was torn, white and red, and there was a lightning burn on his back.

In this state of death, I don't know if he was killed by five thunders, or if he smashed his brain to death.

"Oh my god, there's really a ghost!" Wang Daxia ran away with the shofar lamp, and drew back into the carriage again.

Lu Ying suddenly didn't know whether to make fun of Wang Daxia or to be grateful to him.

If it hadn't been for Wang Daxia to temporarily replace the grave diggers for fear of ghosts, Jin Yiwei would probably be killed by lightning.

With the heavy rain and lightning strikes, Lu Ying did not dare to let his men risk digging graves with iron tools such as shovel, hoes and other iron tools. It was unrealistic to plan them by hand. He had to say: "Let’s evacuate first and carry the body of the book boy. The rain will stop tomorrow. Come over and set up the grave."

It is rare for Wang Daxia, hiding in the carriage, to agree with Lu Ying's actions, and said: "Lu Tong is wise! That's too right! Tonight is too evil, and it will not be too late to come when it is noon tomorrow and when the yang energy is strongest."

Xisanlihe is the suburb of the city. It was almost midnight at this time. The city gate was closed long ago, and everyone could not go back if they had a home. Lu Ying chose a nearby post for the night.

Fearing ghosts, Wang Daxia resolutely walked away and stayed at the nearby Zen temple, Tian'an Temple, and said: "...The inn is not clean, the temple is surrounded by bodhisattvas, and the ghosts are scattered."

In just one night, Jin Yiwei's impression of Wang Daxia took a sharp turn. Thanks to him tonight, otherwise the thunder will hit someone on the head.

Wang Daxia, who was not afraid of the sky, not afraid, and dared to play cat and mouse with Jin Yiwei on the street, showed her timidity for the first time, and the fear quickly spread in the team. Jin Yiwei helped each other and said:

"Lord Lu, the subscript thinks what Wang Daxia said is not unreasonable. Tonight is too evil."

"Seconded."

"The subscript also agrees. We should go to Tian'an Temple for lodging. Although the journey is a bit longer, there are gods and Buddhas in the temple to bless you and you can sleep."

If Wang Daxia requested it alone, Lu Ying would definitely not listen, but his subordinates agreed with Wang Daxia, and what happened tonight was indeed weird. If you insist on staying in the inn, I am afraid that the crowd will be scattered and the team will not be easy to lead.

"Go to Tianan Temple." Lu Ying ordered.

Everyone marched in the rain.

At the same time, Wei Caiwei is dreaming in Tianshui Lane, Beicheng, Beijing.

She dreamed that when she was the most helpless and helpless child, her elder sister killed two lives, and Chen Dalang and Wang's wife were going to mute her to death, and she tried to flee for her life.

She wandered all the way to the north, and the little money she had in her little burden was robbed by a group of beggars, and even her shoes!

She was ragged and became a beggar, begging for food, sleeping on the street, and soon became ill.

One day it rained heavily, she was lying on the side of the road, and she didn't even have the strength to run to find a shelter from the rain.

The rain washed the mud on her body, revealing her delicate and fair complexion, and also took away her body temperature. She felt that she was going to die...

Do not!

I want to live, I want revenge!

The desire to survive made Wei Caiwei woke up suddenly from a nightmare. Her body was cold. It turned out that she was sleeping on the quilt, and the sound of torrential rain hitting the window came from her ears, and it was mixed with the sound of raindrops, a puff of rain. The unique smell of soil came.

In the sultry night, Wei Caiwei opened the north and south windows for ventilation. Unexpectedly, it rained in the middle of the night and the rain fell in.

Wei Caiwei opened the gauze tent, lit the candles, and closed the windows, but the sound of falling rain could still be heard.

Wei Caiwei went away looking for the sound and went to the study cubicle, and found that the study was leaking, and the rain fell on the floor with a bang.

Wei Caiwei hurriedly moved a few copper basins to catch rainwater. Not only the study on the second floor, there are also two downstairs—the study’s wooden floor seeps into rain and falls on the first floor.

The rain stopped until Wugong, and the rainwater in the copper basin was also full.

It was only three nights since I moved in. The first night I stayed at the Sijia Inn, the second night I lived with Wang Yanei, and on the third night, there was a rainstorm and the house leaked.

It doesn't stop every night.

The house belonged to Wang Daxia. Wang Daxia was driven away by Wei Caiwei. He is currently missing, but it is urgent to solve the problem of water leakage in the house.

Wei Caiwei was unfamiliar with her place and didn't know what to do. So early in the morning, she went to Machang Hutong to look for the agent of Chen. As soon as he was the intermediary of the house, there was a problem with the house, and the landlord could not be found, so he could find the agent.

Broker Chen hurriedly came to Tianshui Lane and saw the wet floor and copper basins that could almost raise fish. There was indeed a problem with this house.

Agent Chen was very sorry and said, "It hadn't rained in the previous month. I really don't know that the tiles of this house broke, and I did not deliberately conceal it. According to the contract, the leak of the house is not related to the tenant's business, and the landlord needs to pay for repairs. "

Wei Caiwei said: "Wang Yanei is a wild horse without a dragon head. I don't know where he went (I must have gone to some girl Yingying!). I can't wait for him to send someone to replace the tiles, in case it rains again. This house can’t live anymore. Mr. Chen has a lot of knowledge, can you introduce a few craftsmen to change the tiles first? I’ll put the money first, and when Wang Daxia comes back, I’ll pay him back."

Broker Chen said: "This is easy to handle. My neighbor is a bricklayer."

Broker Chen was enthusiastic about soliciting business from neighbors, and deliberately sold them. "Commander Jin Yiwei, Lord Lu Binglu, have you heard of Dr. Wei?"

Wei Caiwei nodded, "The big man in the capital second only to the emperor."

Broker Chen laughed and said, "Master Lu's residence is in Xiaoyongfang where the powerful and nobles gather, and it is neighbors of Shenggong Mansion. When Lu Mansion was built, Bricklayer Li specially put tiles on the house, and the craftsmanship of the bricklayer was not available. talk."

Broker Chen didn't lie. The Li tilemaker founded the country from Ming Dynasty and has been a tilemaker for generations. His ancestors built the imperial palace of Yingtian Mansion in Nanjing. Chengzu moved the capital to Beijing to build a new imperial palace. The Li family also participated.

Wei Caiwei said: "In that case, please ask Broker Chen to help ask neighbors to come over to repair the roof. This is the key to the door and a deposit of a penny. More refunds and less supplements. I have to go out to practice medicine. I can't wait at home all the time. Broker Chen will be troubled. ."

Broker Chen said hurriedly: "It's no trouble, there is a problem with the house, it's my job."

Wei Caiwei went out to practice medicine as usual, and the tiger brace ringed through the streets.

Broker Chen was very proud of winning the business for the Li family, and immediately went home to ask Li Jiubao, the sweetheart, a flower in the alley of Machang Hu, "...just to replace a few broken tiles, and then hang the tiles again. Simple It’s a lot, to make a quick cash."

Li Jiubao said: "Thank you Brother Chen for helping, but my father and brother are working in Sanlitun outside the city and have not been able to return home recently."

Agent Chen said, "It's okay. I'll rush to the mule cart to get your father back. Isn't there your eldest brother in Sanlitun? The roof is repaired in half a day, and I will send your father there again without delay. It’s a matter of fact, I can earn two more.

Carpenter Li Wa’s family is poor, and Li Jiubao’s brother is eighteen years old, and he has not yet come up with a betrothal gift to marry a wife. Younger and orderly, coupled with the inferiority of men and women, when the elder brother is not married, the marriage of the younger sister is nowhere in sight.

Broker Chen wants to marry Li Jiubao, and his own wealth doesn't work, so he has to take the Li Wa craftsman's family to get rich together.

Li Jiubao looked at the gloomy sky, "80% of the day is holding a heavy rain, I don't know when it will rain. The Sanlitun road is far away, one back and forth, if you can't catch up, the heavy rain will leak again, and the house will be damaged. Wouldn't it damage your credibility? Have failed others' entrustment? Let me go."

Broker Chen hesitated, "You...a girl who went to the house and broke the roof, isn't it okay."

Li Jiubao said: "My father is a good bet, my elder brother is a good drinker, and I have beaten them since I was young. Sometimes they can't stand on the roof because they are greedy for a cup. I worried that they would fall and break, so I climbed onto the roof to hang the tiles. , Never made a mistake. Brother Chen, you can trust me."

Mr. Chen would not refuse the request of his sweetheart. Tiler Li's house was piled up with ready-made tiles, and the two installed half a car of new tiles together, and drove the mule cart to Tianshui Lane to repair the roof.

In the afternoon, Wei Caiwei watched the swallows fly low and turned to the north wind, as if it was going to rain, she stopped work ahead of time and hurried home.

Li Jiubao lifted a bucket of water to the roof and poured it on the restored tiles.

"Is it still missing?" Li Jiubao asked loudly.

"It's not leaking!" Agent Chen stared at the roof beams in the house, "It's well repaired and it doesn't leak. Come down!"

Broker Chen was holding the ladder below, and Li Jiubao climbed down the ladder and met Wei Caiwei, who had just returned home.

When Wei Caiwei saw Li Jiubao, she was stunned.

Oh my God! This girl looks too much like Queen Mother Li who will assist the young emperor in the future!

In the previous life, Queen Mother Li was the lord of the harem and the real power queen who governed the country together with the cabinet. Of course, she was also the common boss of Wei Caiwei and Wang Daxia.

Broker Chen thought that Wei Caiwei’s shocked appearance was that the craftsman who was repairing the roof was a woman, and quickly explained: "Doctor Wei, this is Li Jiubao, Li’s daughter, Li Bricks, and Jiubao’s girls. Just now, she even spilled five buckets. No water leaks."

Li Jiubao! The name of Queen Mother Li is called Li Jiubao! It can't be that coincidence!

Wei Caiwei couldn't help asking: "Too...Miss Li's father is called Li Wei?"

"Exactly." Li Jiubao nodded, "It turns out that Doctor Wei knows my father."

Wei Caiwei almost knelt down to Li Jiubao on the spot. Twelve years later, Li Jiubao will become Daming's most honorable woman.

And now, Li Jiubao is repairing her to hang tiles on the roof.

It seems that this house will not be able to live in peace of mind in the future.

The author has something to say: the fourth kill, Caiwei still has thick legs that are thicker than the previous life, the plot is so cool that it flies, and it sends 100 red packets to celebrate! I wish you a happy weekend again~ the thick legs of the last life were the longevity concubine who was the only favorite of Jiajing in his later years, and he was so spoiled to accompany her on the bed to play fireworks and burn the palace, and the Pomeranian smiled. This life is directly the future boss, Queen Mother Li. I'm so kind to the hostess.