Chapter 43 War is the only means to transfer conflicts (1)
The Jingchuan Marquis Mansion is full of silk, and the mourning hall is filled with filial sons and virtuous grandchildren.
"I didn't pay attention before, but Idiot Cao actually gave birth to so many sons!"
The cries of the Cao family made Guo Ying's brains buzz with pain. He looked around and suddenly realized that there were many children and grandchildren of Cao Zhen, and there were still some he didn't recognize.
He looked at Cao Zhen in the coffin, who seemed to be sleeping soundly. He wanted to say something, but it seemed like a thousand words were blocking his chest.
When Cao Zhen joined the army, he stirred food in a pot with him. This guy was a money addict. He would stay up at night and check over and over again the belongings he had snatched during the day. After checking, he would smile happily and smile when others asked him.
What, he said there was hope for his wife.
When someone asked him what kind of wife he wanted in the future, he said he had a waist like a bucket and a butt like a millstone. He could eat seven steamed buns at a meal and cursed people for two hours without stopping.
Thinking of this, Guo Ying couldn't help but want to laugh.
He then looked at Cao Zhen's wives and concubines standing in front of the mourning hall. They were all like dominatrixes, with big shoulders and round waists.
"Dad!"
"Grandpa!"
"master!"
The cries made Guo Ying upset.
"Idiot, you can worry less!" Guo Ying patted the heavy coffin, "Just close your eyes and enjoy your fucking blessings!" He said, sighing, "You didn't suffer any crime, God will take care of you.
.The only flaw is that it didn’t die in the waistband of the girl!”
After saying that, he seemed to feel a lot happier, but then he was filled with apologies.
"Today I'm having a drink with your father..."
Cao Zhen's eldest son and second son are both in the army, and now the third son Cao Hui is taking the lead in the family. He looks like a bandit who cannibalize human flesh, with a green face and bared fangs.
"Hey!" Guo Ying sighed again, "Your father used to chase me for a drink! I didn't want to pay attention to him! People say that drinking with your father is unlucky. He drank too many people to death in his life! It didn't work.
If I don’t take the initiative to ask him for a drink in eight hundred years, I’ll drink him to death!”
"Don't say that!" Cao Hui grinned and howled, "Father often said that life and death are determined by destiny, but these days he always talks about death, saying that living day by day counts!"
Guo Ying shook his head and looked at the coffin again. Cao Zhen was wearing a brand-new marquis python robe, and the coffin was filled with all kinds of luxurious burial items.
"Damn you!" Guo Ying sighed again.
The next second, his eyes fixed, and he found a familiar voice among the mourning filial sons and grandsons.
"He...?" Guo Ying muttered, "He entered your family's family tree?"
What Guo Ying saw was none other than the cheap son he picked up on the road when he followed the old man back to Fengyang incognito. The boy's nickname was also called Xiao Shitou, and his mother was raised by Cao Zhen in a foreign residence.
Cao Hui also looked back and whispered, "I entered the family tree years ago, and now my surname is Cao, and my name is Cao Shi. My father asked someone to send him to a martial arts school before his death, and he is almost an adult!"
Guo Ying thought about it, and remembered what Cao Zhen said before, and said, "Although they are not real brothers, your father recognizes them after all. From now on, we will treat them as brothers. Don't let other people's mother and son suffer, and don't bully others!"
"Don't worry, Fourth Master!" Cao Hui said, "My Cao family doesn't have so many bad rules. When you enter the house, you are my Cao family. Whoever dares to bully him will be done just to see if my fists are strong or not!" After saying that, he paused.
After a pause, "Dad divided the family property well before his death, and everyone has a share. Our Cao family will definitely not have any farce like other people's descendants fighting over the family property!"
Guo Ying smiled and looked at Cao Zhen in the coffin, "Who the hell said you were stupid? You are smarter than anyone else!"
After saying that, Guo Ying patted Cao Hui on the shoulder and said, "You are a kind boy. If something happens in the future, I will go to my house to look for me in Beijing. If I am not there, I will send a letter to my hometown in Fengyang. With your fourth uncle here, your Cao family doesn't have that."
Fall quickly!"
"Actually..." Cao Hui looked at Guo Ying, "My father said before he was alive that people of our generation should strive for credit based on their abilities in the future! If it works, we can be like the eldest and second brothers and become the generals and generals on our own abilities. If so,
No, just stay at home and hold the baby." He said with a wry smile, "Dad said that military commanders go to war, and without those two brushes, it would be nothing if you die. If you kill the soldiers in vain,
Life, it’s a fucking harm!”
At this point, he muttered again, "Anyway, in his generation, the real money he robbed will be more than he can finish in a few lifetimes!"
Guo Ying couldn't help but look back and look at Cao Zhen's face, "You fucking understand!"
At this moment, a loud cry came from outside.
Guo Ying frowned and looked outside. A group of warriors in the army came in with grins on their faces as if they were crying like a dead father.
"Veteran!"
"Master Hou!"
"Military Gate!"
Those who came were all Cao Zhen's old troops in the army, and they were said to lead what kind of soldiers. The people Cao Zhen brought out looked like they had nothing to offer, and they were all crooked melons and cracked jujubes.
"Master Hou, why did you just leave?"
"Veteran! You just let go! Where will you find your backbone in the future?"
Listening to these cries, Guo Ying moved her steps, frowned and walked out.
I happened to pass by the main door of the mourning hall and saw a group of people gathered there. I couldn't help but go over and take a look, and I was stunned.
When it comes to other people's family affairs, it's a matter of formality to ask a person with status to act as a guest at the door and be responsible for welcoming guests and sending them off.
The Cao family is so good. There is a bookkeeper in front of their mother's door to write the gift accounts.
"It's really the style of idiot Cao!"
Guo Ying was angry and laughing. She walked over and lowered her head quietly. It read clearly, "So-and-so thousand households, a gift of one thousand yuan in silver. Such-and-such governor, a gift of three thousand yuan..."
"Fuck! You can't live without money even after you die!" Guo Ying turned around and cursed again.
Then, his gaze became fixed again.
"Zheng Guogong's family, five thousand silver!"
"Bao Guo Gong, five thousand silver!"
"Dong Guo Ying, three thousand silver!"
"Believe in the Duke and receive three thousand silver!"
Then, there is a dense series below, which is dazzling.
"Marquis Guo..." When a general who was handing over gifts saw Guo Ying, he quickly bent down and saluted.
"Go!" Guo Ying waved his hand impatiently, looked at the cramped accountant, reached out and took off the jade pendant from his waist, and it was still on the table with a clang, "Go back to my house and pay 10,000 silver dollars and 50 small yellow croakers."
strip!"
The accountant's hands shook and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Master Hou, this is too much!"
"What a fart!" Guo Ying scolded, "If I die before him, he will follow me even more!"
Immediately, a surge of anger surged in his heart.
Idiot Cao loves money. In the past, he beat his brothers to pieces for trophies and women. But which brother left first? He was never ambiguous in his dealings with people.
Even secretly, the family that has raised many brothers has been small for decades.
But now it's his turn for the funeral. Why are so few people coming?
Guo Ying just kept her head down and angry. When she came to the front yard and saw the people sitting in the side hall, she couldn't help but get even more furious.
In the side hall, Dongguan Bo He Rong was sitting there, hunched over and kowtowing at both ends.
"Where are the people?" Guo Ying scolded, "Where have they all died? Idiot Cao didn't have such a big thing, so he just sent someone to bring some money to get it? There are not even a single mourner around?"
"Who do you want to come?" He Rong looked at Guo Ying and smiled bitterly, "Lao Zhang had a stroke a few days ago. Now he is walking with a frame on his shoulder. Lao Zhu is too confused to recognize people. I went to see him this morning and was on my way.
Go ahead and call his wife mom."
"When Lao Wen heard that Lao Cao was gone, he fainted and was lying at home! Lao Li just cried so hard that he couldn't help but his son was afraid that he would die, so he quickly took him home!"
"Lao Xie has been unable to get out of bed for a long time. He is living in a miserable state. The nephews from other families are all in the army now, either in the northwest or Liaodong. Who else do you want to come?"
After hearing this, Guo Ying's anger gradually faded away, but there was still a blockage in his heart, which made him unhappy.
He sat down as if he was angry, and after a while he said one word, "Fuck!"
Then, he leaned against the wall and sighed, "This generation is blowing out the damn lamps and pulling out the candles!"
Then he sighed, "I just feel that Lao Cao's funeral is so damn deserted!"
He Rong looked at the other side of the mourning hall, his eyes turned red, "What a shame, old man!"