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Chapter 65 Weeping Tomb, Official Registration (2)

Those distinguished guests had never been insulted by an actor before. They were all furious. They all stood up, surrounded Cai Xianqing, blushed, pointed at his nose and said: "How dare you be so arrogant, a lowly bitch!"

With all the talent in the world, it’s not the turn of an actor to yell at you! If you talk too much, don’t blame us for beating a dog without looking at its owner!”

Cai Xianqing waved his sleeves, slapped the bamboo fan on the table, and said with a sneer: "Master Cai has only recognized truth in his life, and has not recognized dignity. You people think that you have gained some power, and you will become arrogant. Little did you know that you will be despised by Qingliu."

, has been reduced to the ninth rank among officials. From this point of view, the person who deserves to be called a bitch the most is not Cai, but all the gentlemen!"

After everyone heard this, they almost wanted to rush forward and beat Xianqing. When the hall was in chaos, they suddenly heard a shout from outside the door: "Everyone, be quiet!"

Someone just grabbed Cai Xianqing's collar. Seeing that the good prince was coming, he hurriedly let go and bowed to the door with a smile.

"Oh, good lord, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Cai Xianqing dusted off his clothes, followed the voice, and saw a young man wearing a crimson silk singlet. He had a jade belt around his waist, a sword, and a beard. His appearance was completely different from before.

"Everyone is a guest in my house. We should treat each other as friends. What's the matter that we can't talk about slowly? For my sake, don't hurt your friendship."

"Yes, we are rude."

"Let's forget about it." The Xiang people sighed, "I have already prepared a banquet. Please come with me first and have a few glasses of wine to celebrate the joy of moving."

Everyone laughed together and said: "If you dare not to accompany me, if you dare not to accompany me!"

Cai Xianqing rolled his eyes at the group of people and thought to himself: 'Looking at their flattery, they seem to have forgotten their identity as Hunan merchants... If I get rid of this lowly status as soon as possible, wouldn't I be as impressive as him!'

"Mr. Cai, let's go."

Xianqing suddenly raised his head and saw that the Xiang people had already arrived in front of him. He bent down and said:

"Oh, okay." Xianqing put the fan away.

The Xiang people went straight into a study room, which was brightly lit, and a banquet had been set up. All meat and vegetables were prepared, except that the wine was not served. The Xiang people were confused, so they ordered the servants around them to ask the guests to sit down first, and then ran to the back room.

Want to ask about the situation.

When I opened the curtain, I saw an old man wearing a homespun jacket, crouching in the corner with his hands crossed.

The Xiang people didn't recognize him and asked hurriedly: "What do you do?"

When the man saw the Xiang people coming, tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, and he knelt down: "Master! I am a servant who passed the government in Yangzhou. My surname is Xu. Because of the family's financial difficulties, I was kicked out. To this day

There is no guarantee of food and clothing every day; all I can think about is old age

Because of my kindness in the past, I brought my whole family here and wanted to join you here. I heard that you had invited guests recently and I had no money, so I climbed over the low wall and came in just to see you... I hope you will accept me.

Enter the house and have a meal..."

While the Xiang people were still listening to his plea, the servant in charge suddenly pushed open the door and came in. He stared at Old Servant Xu and cursed: "You bastard..."

"Go down!" Xiangren glanced coldly, "We haven't even served the wine yet, why are we asking the guests to wait?"

"This is not about chasing thieves..."

"What thief are you chasing?" The Xiang people were angry, "This is my servant!"

He turned around and helped old servant Xu up: "When you said that, I remembered it. At that time, my late brother was in mourning, and when I was counting the roster, I remembered that there was a person named Xu, who may have been living with me for many years. In this case, let me

You can do some odd jobs here."

The Xiang people then ordered the steward: "After the banquet, give Old Servant Xu ten taels of silver."

After hearing this, Old Servant Xu couldn't help but cover his face and cry bitterly. He kowtowed several times: "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

"My family is also under the care of shopkeeper Wen, how can we be in a tight situation?" Guoxiang people were quite puzzled, "Boss, please find someone else to go to Yangzhou to send twenty taels of silver and tell them that now I have been granted the title of marquis and my ancestors will be honored in a few years.

Returning home in rich clothes. It is best to teach Wen Zhong to listen, and you will not regret it after seeing him."

After a while, the wine was brought up by the steward, and the Xiang people sat at the head of the table, raised the filled wine bowls, and saluted everyone. The guests all cheered and applauded, and drank the whole cup. Then they took turns congratulating the Hunan people.

Most of them said that his achievements were unparalleled and he had accomplished extraordinary feats. The latter listened and ate at the same time, feeling very unhappy in his heart.

After drinking for a few rounds, the Xiang people looked slightly drunk. Looking at the guests and friends who were full of laughter and laughter, and thinking of the tragic death of his brother, he was filled with emotions and couldn't help but feel sad.

He couldn't bear it anymore and refused to relieve himself. When he got to the back room, he leaned against the wall and cried loudly. People in Hunan felt ashamed that they were already prosperous and prosperous, but they could not let their eldest brother enjoy this belated wealth. Even the corpses were far away.

The body was laid in Yangzhou, unable to get a decent burial.

"Brother..." Xiangren slowly stopped crying and clutched the hem of his clothes, "I have fulfilled your last wish for my brother, but...but, why can't brother accept it..." At this point, again

Swallowed even more.

When Cai Xianqing saw that the Xiang people had not returned for a long time, he thought something had happened, so when no one was aware of it, he got through the screen and walked to the corridor of the back room, where he listened to what the Xiang people said.

Xianqing thought: "If he doesn't mention helping me, he must not remember my kindness; but if I settle his brother again and have both public and private affairs, I won't allow him to push him away."

He was so happy that he approached the Xiang people.

"Si Xing, Si Xing." He called her softly with a sad look on his face.

"Cai...Mr. Cai?" The Xiang native turned his head and wiped away his tears, "Why are you here?"

"I just couldn't see you coming out, so I came to take a look, but who knew..." He looked up to the sky and sighed.

Seeing that he knew about it, the Xiang people had no choice but to speak out what was in their hearts: "As a younger brother, I am really ashamed that I can't do something for my late brother."

"No need." Cai Xianqing waved her hand, "I think we can build a tomb."

"I have a few relics of my late brother here, but I couldn't bear to see them, so I didn't take them out..."

"Okay, it would be better to bury him in this way." Cai Xianqing said, "I am willing to provide money to help Si build this tomb."

After hearing this, the Xiang people opened their eyes wide and hurriedly grasped Cai Xianqing's hands: "Mr. Cai, I have no personal relationship with you, so why do you need to help me like this? I thank you for your kindness, but I will never accept any money."

"In the future, we are all working for the imperial court, so how can we distinguish each other?" Xianqing said seriously, "Doing good deeds for the deceased can also accumulate negative virtue."

"Then thank you, old man..." A hot tear fell from the Xiang people's eyes.

After the banquet, Cai Xianqing immediately took thirty taels of silver, went to select a treasure land outside the city, erected a stone tablet as a tomb, and built an ancestral hall for Guo Chuzi. In addition, he borrowed the name of the Hunan people to ask for a posthumous title.

All the decent work is ready, just waiting for the day of completion.

This chapter has been completed!
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