Three hundred and nineteenth chapters to Japan Fanglong
[６９书Bar-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ６６ＨＵＵ.ＯＭ] The Su family’s ancestral hall is next to the Su family’s ancestral house. There are two drum-shaped stones placed in front of the gate. The top of the drum-shaped stone is shaped like a snail and clam.
The first title ring is the jiao picture, one of the legendary nine sons of the dragon, which means praying for the safety of the home.
Mr. Yun, Su Jinxin, Fan Yichu, and Yun Xi, the four of them came to the door of the Su family's ancestral hall. Yun Xi took the key from Fan Yichu's hand and opened the door of the ancestral hall like a thief.
After opening the gate, he stepped aside to let Mr. Yun go in first.
This ancestral hall of the Su family is extremely magnificent. After passing the Wutou Gate, you can see several stele pavilions, on which are engraved the last words of the ancestors of the Su family to warn their descendants. After passing the stele pavilions and going around the ritual gate, you can see the octagonal ancestral hall.
Panlong caisson, the verandahs on both sides have finely carved white marble railings, leading directly to the main hall of the ancestral hall.
Yunxi held a lantern and walked ahead in the dark night.
Fan Yichu had just seen this ancestral hall of the Su family a few hours ago, which was beautifully built with embroidered embroidery and embroidered embroidery. When he took a second look at it, his face was still filled with shock. The carved beams and painted pillars were full of gold and splendor, and it was no less luxurious than the Su family.
's house.
He pushed open the door of the main hall, which contained the memorial tablets of ancestors of the Su family. As the door opened, it seemed as if a gust of dark wind was coming. Fan Yichu was so afraid that he hid behind Su Jinxin.
"Uncle Yun, when we were worshiping our ancestors today, Grandpa Cheng brought me here and asked me to kowtow." Fan Yichu stuck out half of his head and pointed at the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Su family who came forward, with a look of horror on his face. He was pretending to be the ancestor of the Su family today.
The eldest son of the Su family kowtows to those dead ancestors. Those ancestors won't come to settle accounts with him. Who can you lie to? You can't lie to the dead.
"Yunxi." Mr. Yun glanced at him, and Yunxi understood immediately. He picked up a lantern and searched up and down the room filled with the tombs of ancestors of the Su family. In order to trace the whereabouts of the disaster relief funds, Mr. Yun lived in seclusion.
Jiangnan has been in Jiangnan for so many years, and he is willing to be a little third son of the Yun family, not because he wants to clear the innocent grievances of the deceased old master, although decades ago the court did not punish him for the loss of disaster relief funds.
The old Marquis, but the crime that later framed him for treason was that he neglected his duties and misappropriated the court's disaster relief funds. This crime cost the lives of hundreds of people in the Hou family. A few years ago, the emperor
It also redressed the grievances of the old Marquis. After all, those were all false. However, due to insufficient verification, the crime of embezzling disaster relief funds has left the suspicion of the old Marquis being a thief in the history of the officialdom.
He has been honest all his life, and his reputation is more important. As a son of a man, the young master will naturally not watch the old marquis leave a stigma in the history of the world. In recent years, the emperor has summoned the young master several times, but the young master has delayed his return to Beijing because of this matter. How can he do it now?
It is easy to find the Su family who hijacked the court's disaster relief money. How could the young master let it go so easily? If the Su family is really proven to have hijacked the court's disaster relief money, the day will not be far away when everyone in the family will be convicted.
Yun Xi searched around, but found nothing. He was full of disappointment and said, "Sir, could it be that we were looking in the wrong direction from the beginning?" Since Mr. Su was able to hijack the court's disaster relief money, he would not be able to survive for decades.
How could he leave clues so easily after he was discovered?
"That sum of money is not small." The court's disaster relief money is all marked. It is not easy to swallow this money in one go. At least at the beginning, the Su family must first find a way to use this money.
The money is hidden in a secret place so that no one can find it. If Mr. Su wants to mobilize this money, he will definitely get it into his account.
The candlelight in the lantern flickered on and off. Su Jin's eyes were a little drunk. Through the candlelight, he looked at the eight square stone pillars in the house. The pattern on one of the stone pillars was engraved with the story of the Su family's ancestors who had started from scratch.
Tea leaves. The pillars in the ancestral halls of other aristocratic families are either carved with birds and animals, or flowers, birds, fish and insects, but the Su family has carved pieces of West Lake Longjing tea leaves.
So that’s it.
A light flashed in Su Jinxin's eyes. Her dead old man was indeed cunning, because he had handed over that important thing decades ago, and he had given it away openly and in front of everyone.
I heard from Mr. Fan that before his death, the old man placed a scripture in the ancestral hall for future generations to worship with him. If she guessed correctly, there must be something unusual recorded in the scripture, and it would be difficult to find that
This scripture requires a token.
This token turned out to be the jade pendant in Li Muzhou's hand. Such an important thing, the old man actually gave it to the Li family as a token of marriage.
Haha, I really didn’t expect it. What was even more unexpected was that this jade pendant fell into her hands.
"Jinxin, what did you think of?" Master Yun saw the strange look in Su Jinxin's eyes and asked anxiously.
"I drank too much tonight, Yuan Zhi, and I have a headache." Su Jin staggered drunkenly, and deliberately fell into Mr. Yun's arms. It wasn't that she didn't believe Yuan Zhi, but it was a matter of great importance, in case the Su family was full.
If she is convicted, she will not be spared. Yes, those Su family members are greedy, selfish and only seeking profit, but there are always some innocent women and children of the Su family. Before she is sure of Yun Che's true intentions, she will never
After handing over the token in her hand, she was not so heartless after watching her relatives go to the guillotine.
This matter is not urgent, not urgent...
Master Yun supported her with one hand, his eyes darkened a bit, "That's it, let's call it a night. I'll take you back to your room to rest."
"Young Master..." Yun Xi hesitated. Since he had already found the Su family's ancestral hall, if he gave up like this, wouldn't he be in vain.
"The days are long." Mr. Yun picked up Su Jinxin, turned around and walked out of the threshold.
"Yes." Yun Xi reluctantly picked up the lantern and could only follow Mr. Yun out of the main hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Su family.
With his drooping little head, Fan Yichu originally thought about stealing something from the Su family's ancestral hall, but when he saw the gloomy tombs of the Su family's ancestors, he quickly closed his palms and bowed, "Grandpa, Grandpa Taizu."
, Grandpa Ancestor, Grandpa Fan Fan will come here every year to worship you and kowtow to you. Don’t blame Fan Fan, okay? Fan Fan will definitely be good and obedient." After saying that, he ran out in fright.
, while running, shouting, "Uncle Yun, Sister Su, wait for me..."
"Shh, Young Master Fan, be gentle." Yun Xi hurriedly pulled Fan Yichu over and whispered, "If you shout so loud, you will wake up those people in the Su family."
Fan Yichu rolled his eyes upward, "Young master is now the Su family, and he is still the eldest master of the Su family."
"Young Master Fan, I'm not talking about the living Su family members, but..." Yun Xi pointed at the room filled with ancestral tablets of the Su family and threatened, "but the Su family members buried underground.
Our ancestors."
Ah! Fan Yichu covered his ears with his little hands and ran away in fear. I have never done anything bad in my life. Please don't look for me.