Shengpingle

Chapter 169

When Aunt Hua thought of this, her thin eyebrows were almost furrowed into locks. Why is Jiujiu's marriage so difficult?
Huo Yanzhi frowned when he heard it from the sidelines, "A year and a half? Is your Ministry of Industry building the princess' mansion or the Xiutian palace?"

The official of the Ministry of Industry clasped his fists in fear, "My lord forgives the crime, the construction period is indeed the case, and the subordinate officials dare not delay."

Huo Yanzhi said bluntly, "I don't forgive my sins, so go ask your ministers to come to see me! If he doesn't know how to build a house, some people will!"

The official didn't dare to disobey, so he hurriedly condemned someone to invite him.

Hua Pingle tugged at Huo Yanzhi's sleeve, she specially sent someone to look at it, and the people from the Ministry of Industry did not deliberately delay.

Zheng Hedi has always had a good face, and will not easily leave a word on the surface.

Huo Yan snorted, "Don't pull me, I must beat that old man today.

It’s been 31 days, and the gazebo hasn’t been built yet, so I’ve brought all my whips with me.”

Hua Pingle, "..."

This fellow really comes every day!
Aunt Hua coughed, "The Minister of the Ministry of Industry is getting old, I'm afraid he can't stand the whip from the prince."

Huo Yanzhi, "If he can bear it, why should I beat him?"

Aunt Hua, "..."

Speechless.

Huo Yanzhi took off the long whip hanging from his waist, and shook with enthusiasm, "Jiujiu, I have nothing to do these days, and I figured out a clever way to use the whip.

When the whip is pulled out, it will not touch the person, nor will it leave a scar, but it can cause the opponent to hurt to the marrow.

When the strength is reached, it is also possible to shatter the opponent's internal organs with the force of the whip.

It's just right to use it against that old man from the Ministry of Industry today, do you want to learn it?It just so happens that we can beat him together! "

Ministry of Industry official, “…”

Hua Pingle, "..."

Anuha clapped his hands and shouted excitedly, "My lord, I want to learn too! When the time comes, will you let me whip the minister of the Ministry of Industry, too?"
Then I will be the first maid in the capital to draw Master Shangshu!From now on, which maid would dare to look down on me! "

Hua Pingle, "..."

Anu should go to be Huo Yanzhi's maid!

The stupid servant girl under the stupid!
Perfect match!

Hua Pingle dragged Huo Yanzhi away, "I'm here today, if I don't care, grandma will definitely scold me, next time I'm not here, you will beat him again!"

Huo Yanzhi looked at her hand that was pulling his wrist, hesitated for a while while shaking off her and the minister of the labor department, but he was not willing to shake off her, and was obediently dragged away by her.

Aunt Hua smiled apologetically at the official of the Ministry of Industry and said goodbye without mentioning it.

Huo Yanzhi was pulled away by Hua Pingle, whispering, "Jiujiu, don't listen to Su Xianyu, he just made up a bunch of excuses because he was jealous that I could marry you.

Postpone our wedding date first, and then make trouble secretly, Jiujiu, you must not be deceived by him."

In this case, Huo Yanzhi has mentioned it many times, and Hua Pingle has been perfunctory every time.

It's not that she has never thought of the possibility of Su Xianyu deceiving her, but for some reason, she has a very strong premonition that Su Xianyu did not deceive her in this matter!

Huo Yanzhi's marriage and marriage to the country, they have to figure it out slowly, otherwise the danger is unpredictable!
This time was no exception. After listening to the perfunctory coaxing, "I am only 17 years old, and I will only be eighteen in a year, so there is no rush."

"I'm in a hurry!"

Huo Yanzhi's voice was tense because of his eagerness, and it sounded sonorous and powerful, almost solemn, Hua Pingle couldn't help but look sideways.

Huo Yanzhi saw that her handsome face tightened even more, "You don't even want to see me, I want to see you every day! Once we get married, I can see you every day!"

Hua Pingle was both amused and distressed, and pinched his fingertips, "Okay, haven't we seen each other for a few days? Let's go for a horse race tomorrow, shall we? We'll go as soon as the sun shines!"

Huo Yanzhi immediately pushed forward, "Then you go to the palace for dinner tonight, I want to eat crabs!"

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you, right? Little ancestor!"

Huo Yanzhi was upset again, "I'm not your ancestor, I agreed last time, if you want to call me by my name in the future, you haven't called me once!"

Now Miss Hua Er is not going to call you Huangtai uncle according to her seniority, she can definitely be regarded as an old ancestor, and calling you a little ancestor is not enough for her seniority.

Hua Pingle forced his face to be solemn. After saying these words, this little ancestor will definitely be unhappy again.

Forget it, let's pick what he likes to hear, so as to save endless trouble.

"Yeah, I remember, I won't do it next time."

Only then did Huo Yanzhi grudgingly hum, Hua Pingle turned around and waved to Aunt Hua, and shouted, "Elder Sister, I'm going to eat crabs at the Prince's at night, you go back first!"

Aunt Hua nodded, amused and worried at the same time. At that time, she clamored every day that she would not marry Huo Yanzhi, but now she is so sticky.

At this time, if you can marry in time for the passion, it will definitely be a good time to hug the two for three years.

It's a pity that I don't know how long I will be wasted. Grandma must be worried...

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Hua Pingle was well aware of Huo Yanzhi's disposition, and when he woke up the next day, he didn't do morning class, he didn't even eat breakfast, and went out after washing up.

Sure enough, Huo Yanzhi was already waiting at the side door with his horse and Jin Maomao, and he knew without asking, that he definitely didn't have time to use Chaoshi.

Angry and funny, she found a morning tea shop and had breakfast with him before heading out of the city.

It was the peak time for the people to enter and leave the city at this time, and the two of them did not reveal their identities. They queued up with the people and waited for nearly a quarter of an hour before they finally got out of the city gate.

As soon as he got out of the city gate, the golden retriever suddenly barked wildly in one direction, Huo Yanzhi comforted it, and said in a low voice, "It smells like blood."

Hua Pingle was awe-inspiring, following his gaze, he saw an ox cart about a dozen feet away from the city gate, with a black wooden coffin on it.

A woman in her fifties was sitting next to the coffin on the bullock cart, with her right hand resting on the coffin, and an old servant standing beside her.

The woman was wearing a red dress and red shoes, and a red flower on her head. Although there were deep and shallow wrinkles on her face, she had an elegant temperament and a good appearance.

At first glance, he was a well-born, elegant and knowledgeable person, but he didn't know how he brought an old servant to escort a coffin to Beijing alone.

"Look at her hands".

Hua Pingle led the horse closer, but saw that the woman's right wrist, which was resting on the coffin, was bleeding continuously, pouring into the coffin.

But she didn't seem to realize it, she sat pale and numb on the bullock cart and looked up at the sky in a daze.

It was extremely weird for a wife like her to personally escort the coffin, but she was injured, and the injury was not bandaged, but blood flowed into the coffin, which was even more weird.

"Is there anyone in the coffin?"

"Look how deep the wheels sink into the ground".

Hua Pingle stared at it, and suddenly, if there were only the woman and a coffin on the ox cart, the wheels would not be sunken so deep, and there was someone in the coffin!

And it must be a person with weight, not a pair of dry bones!
Since there was someone in the coffin, how could the woman be dressed so gorgeously?
Even if you are moving the grave, you don't need to be completely plain, you should also dress plainly.

She felt strange, so she didn't rush to leave, and stood there watching.

Hua Pingle stood for a while, and suddenly saw the woman raised her left hand, and with the brow knife in her hand, slashed fiercely at her right wrist, the right wrist that was no longer bleeding began to bleed again.

Following her movement, the sleeve of her left arm slid to the elbow, revealing half of her wounded forearm.

A passer-by accidentally saw it and exclaimed.

At this moment, all the people waiting in line to enter the city looked over, and those who were not in a hurry to enter the city came closer to take a look.

As a result, a large circle of spectators immediately surrounded the bullock cart.

The woman and the old servant didn't realize it, one continued to stare at the sky in a daze, while the other stood respectfully aside.

Time passed, and every time the wound stopped bleeding, the woman would slash herself with an eyebrow knife, and more and more people gathered to watch.

There were curious people who came forward to inquire, and some kindly came forward to dissuade them, but the woman and the old servant seemed to be dumb and deaf, and they didn't respond at all, which aroused people's curiosity even more.

Unless something really urgent, like Hua Pingle, most of them stayed to watch the excitement, and had to see the result.

About half an hour later, Jiu Fangfeng arrived on horseback, and after seeing the woman gave him another knife, he asked, "My lord, can you see how many wounds she has already had?"

"79".

Huo Yanzhi answered naturally and simply, Hua Pingle couldn't help but look at him, 79?

Did he say a number casually, or did he really see it clearly?

Jiufangfeng pondered, "79—"

Seeing that Jiu Fangfeng didn't doubt the accuracy of the numbers at all, Hua Ping was surprised, Huo Yanzhi really saw it clearly?How did he do that?
Huo Yanzhi reluctantly tightened the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up, "She has raised her sleeves four times, if it wasn't for her sometimes not showing her entire forearm, I could see it clearly the first time."

Hua Pingle, "..."

He was born with a dog's nose, so he has a pair of dog's eyes?
"79, if I'm not mistaken, she will also cut 81 wounds on her right arm, until the blood is drained from her body, filling the entire coffin—"

Hua Pingle blurted out, "Sue heaven!"

Jiu Fangfeng nodded appreciatively, "Miss Hua Er is indeed well-read and knowledgeable, and she is suing the heavens."

Since ancient times, the yamen has been opened in eight characters, and it is the most difficult to file a complaint.

If the person suing is high-ranking, or if there is no evidence left, it will be even more difficult!

The person who has been wronged has no choice but to file an imperial lawsuit.

In the scriptures, there are often excerpts about suing imperial courts, but in real life, how many people have the courage and ability to kneel outside the palace gate and sue successfully?
So there is a statement of complaint.

Complaining to heaven is to sue heaven, and those who need their loved ones pour out their wealth and blood to open the way to declare heaven, and sacrifice their hearts to heaven, hoping that heaven will know the grievances and punish the evildoers.

Because the complaint to the heavens is more tragic than the complaint to the imperial court, and there is a need for a treasure to protect the sacrificer from fainting due to excessive blood loss, and unable to express his feelings to the heavens at the end, and then it was gradually lost.

Hua Pingle only learned about it when he saw it in a miscellaneous book by chance.

Danggui, who came with Jiufangfeng, asked curiously, "A petition to heaven? What is a petition to heaven?"

Jiu Fangfeng explained the reason in detail, and said, "The person who sues the heavens will put all the wealth around the coffin in the end, sacrifice to the heavens, and then distribute it to the onlookers.

It is also important to hold the money carefully. First, it must not be looted against the will of the petitioner, otherwise it will be devoured by evil spirits.

Second, after you take the money, you need to keep the grievances of the complainant in your heart, and burn incense and worship the gods to tell the gods."

Anu snorted, "It's simple, how much is a piece of incense worth? I'll go get the money later!"

Hua Pingle looked at the woman hesitantly, "Why don't we ask her what grievances she has, and if we can help her solve it, she doesn't have to lose her life in vain?"

Jiu Fangfeng shook his head, "Once the complaint has started, it cannot be stopped, and, second girl, look at that woman, she must have some kind of spiritual herb in her mouth, otherwise she would have passed out long ago.

Now I can barely hold my breath, the spirit grass will die as soon as it is taken out, there is no way to save it."

Hua Pingle nodded and said nothing, after a quarter of an hour or so, the woman cut herself again.

Because the later it was, the harder it was for the blood to flow out, and the shorter the interval between the woman wielding the knife and self-mutilation.

After the knife, the old servant loudly said the matter of suing heaven, and asked everyone to line up and take the money one by one.

The crowd suddenly became chaotic, and Anu eagerly looked at Hua Pingle.

Hua Pingle nodded, and she quickly ran to the center of the crowd.

Danggui hurriedly smiled at Jiufangfeng, saw Jiufangfeng nodded, and hurriedly chased after Anu.

Nowadays, many people worship gods and fear ghosts. Although they have money, they all want to squeeze forward.

But after listening to the old servant's assurance that everyone has it, and the guards outside the city gate are staring at it, the crowd is still quite orderly.

Although it took a while to line up, it didn't cause much conflict.

After everyone lined up, the old servant took out a big burden from under the coffin.

They were obviously well-prepared, and the contents inside were all silver ladles melted into the shape of ghost coins, which weighed about one or two.

The crowd suddenly boiled, one tael of silver!
They can't save a tael of silver for a year or so.

After I go back, I must help this lady burn a few more sticks of incense, so that she can be punished as soon as possible!

A large bag of silver was quickly scattered, and the old servant took out another bag.

Hua Pingle made a rough count, and there were at least 1000 people, and the old servant still had quite a few left.

To be able to come up with such a sum of money, the woman should be from a good family background as she guessed.

The people who took the silver stood around the bullock cart according to the old servant's request, forming a human wall to firmly guard the bullock cart in the center.

The old servant started distributing incense sticks to the crowd again. After everyone had lit the incense sticks, the woman swung a knife and cut a long wound on the palm of both hands. Earth, gods of all walks of life, please listen to the grievances of the little woman!

The little woman is Dumen Yuanshi, and my son Du Ruo is inside the coffin.

After the death of her husband Du Jiebai, the little woman tried her best to raise her only son Du Ruo.

His son Du Ruo grew up to be like his father, filial and diligent, he won the second grade in the spring of this year, asked to be released, and became the head of a county in Shouyang County.

My son worked diligently and cared for the people during his tenure, and he did not dare to slack off in the slightest. Later, he had favor with Mrs. Luo and promised to marry his granddaughter.

Unexpectedly, my son suddenly became seriously ill and even couldn't afford it after Xiaoding.

The fortune-teller said that Miss Luo's fate is precious, and my son was so hard to bear it that he became seriously ill.

My son believes in it, and says that he will not regret his relatives unless he dies.

But the fortune teller took out the token of Jin Yiwei to threaten the little lady, saying that my son is not seriously ill, but poisoned, and that he blocked the nobleman's way, which caused the disaster.

The little woman was frightened and concealed my son's resignation.

I don't want the little lady to resign from the marriage, and the emperor issued an imperial edict ordering Miss Luo to enter the palace as his queen!

The little lady didn't dare to say anything, she didn't want the emperor to win Miss Luo, but she still refused to let my son go, causing my son to die!

The little woman is weak and incompetent, and she dare not ask the emperor to take her life back, she only asks for the thick soil as a proof, the sky has eyes, and my son will not die innocently! "

(End of this chapter)