Jingtai Fenghua

Chapter 1 Every household posts white couplets

Chapter 1

In November, the winter of the 14th year of the Ming Dynasty, in Beijing, in Shitou Hutong, there was a young man in green clothes and a long gown, wearing a turban on his head, with a slender figure. He was holding a heavy cloth bag in his hand. The young man carried it for a while and took a rest.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the snowflakes fell on the boy's scarf and shoulders, slowly melting and soaking his clothes. When they fell on the road, the gray road began to become embellished.

The road was deserted, with the occasional pedestrian or two walking in a hurry.

The young man carried the cloth bag with difficulty and passed the mansions on both sides of the alley. The doors were all closed, and the couplets on the doors of many mansions were white.

The young man had no time to pay attention to the gates of other people's mansions, so he walked straight home until he reached the innermost part of the alley. There were stone drums on both sides of the gate of the mansion, and the plaque read Lin Zhai. The couplets on both sides of the gate of the mansion were also white.

The young man carried the bag and put it down in front of the door. He knocked on the copper ring. After a moment, the door opened. When a white-haired old man saw the young man, his wrinkled face also opened with a smile: "Master is back? Come back to the house quickly, outside. cold!"

The old man said that he was about to take the boy's bag, but the boy took the first step and said, "Grandpa Yang, let me do it. You are old. Please pay attention to your steps when you walk. I will sweep the snow later!"

"Master, it's okay. Master, please slow down!" Grandpa Yang didn't argue. After the young man went in with the bag, the old man closed the door and bolted it.

Lin's mansion is not big, with only three entrances, but the fact that there is such a mansion in Beijing, or in the east of Beijing, shows that the young man's family is still well off.

The boy carried the bag to the kitchen, opened the wooden lid of a large dark brown vat, and poured the contents of the bag into the vat. The bag contained yellow noodles.

The young man poured the yellow noodles and folded the bag. Grandpa Yang came over, took the cloth bag, and said: "Master, go wash your hands. The meal will be ready soon!"

The young man nodded slightly and went to the well outside. He fetched water from the well, washed his hands, dried them with the towel next to him, and walked straight to the living room. The furnishings in the living room were quite good, with all mahogany furniture, and the front and center of the central hall. There is a table with two Taishi chairs on both sides of the table. There are four chairs on the left and right sides of the central hall, and a small table is placed between the chairs.

There are also some framed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the living room.

The young man passed through the nave and went to the back. There was a side room in the back. In the side room, there were three spiritual tablets. The top left tablet read: "Therefore, it is revealed that Duke Lin is tabooing the spiritual position of Mr. Xiangfeng. Zi Lin Cunshen, Cun De weeps. "Li", the spiritual tablet on the right reads: "Therefore, Lin Gong's spiritual position is revealed to be an old child. Zi Lin Cunshen, Cunde weeps and stands." The bottom spiritual tablet reads: "Therefore, Lin Gong's spiritual position is preserved, and his younger brother Lin Cunde Weep and stand!"

The young man first added some oil to the oil lamp, then took out three incense sticks, lit them, and worshiped respectfully. After the worship was done, he inserted the incense into the incense burner, then took three steps back and looked at the three spiritual tablets quietly.

His father, Lin Xiangfeng, was an imperial censor. In August of this year, when Emperor Zhu Qizhen, the God of War, was campaigning against Oara, Tumubao was defeated and his father died in battle at the age of 40.

Then the army besieged the capital first, and his brother Lin Cunshan was recruited to defend the city. He followed the army out of the city to fight, and died in battle at the young age.

After receiving the bad news about his father, his mother was so sad that she was bedridden. Later, she learned that her brother had died in the war, and she was so sad that she died. Before she died, she looked north. The young man knew that her mother was waiting for his father to come home.

In just two months, loved ones died one after another. After the young man Lin Cunde took care of their funerals, he fell ill and had a high fever for seven or eight days.

After waking up, Lin Cunde was confused at first, and memories flooded into his mind. Then he realized that he had traveled through time, from a chemistry lecturer in a college in the 21st century to a scholar with the same name in the Ming Dynasty.

Lin Cunde had a good reputation and was admitted as a scholar at the beginning of the year. For this reason, his father was happy and drank two more cups.

The accident at home also forced Lin Cunde to sell some of the family's property and take care of their funeral. The family originally employed three servants and four maids, but Lin Cunde paid them a sum of money to send them away.

Only the old servant Grandpa Yang was left. Grandpa Yang had taken care of his father since he was a child. Later, his father passed the Jinshi examination and became an official. Grandpa Yang also followed him all the way. Grandpa Yang was also from his hometown, and he still had his wife and children at home. Lin Cunde His hometown is in Ji'an Prefecture, Jiangxi Province, and he is also a prominent family in the local area.

There are also many officials in the family, including two in the capital. They are also helping with the funeral arrangements this time.

The siege of the city had just ended in October. Therefore, when the funeral arrangements were being made, there was no way to notify my family to come over. Moreover, my father’s bones had not yet been found, and it would be difficult to find them. They were buried in Tumubao and could only be found in the suburbs of Beijing. A tomb was erected for my father.

In my hometown, there are also grandparents, uncles and others. In addition, there are also grandparents, uncles and others.

It's just that the journey is long and it's already winter. If I go back to my hometown, no one will take care of this mansion. Half a month ago, I wrote a letter back to inform my hometown family about the changes that happened at home.

Lin Cunde stood in front of the spirit tablet and looked at it for a while, sighing inwardly. He just tried to save the child who fell into the water and sank into the water. He thought it was over, but he didn't expect that he could still travel through time. He didn't know whether he should be grateful or helpless.

Lin Cunde left the wing, walked through the living room, went outside, picked up a bamboo broom, and cleared a path in the front yard. It was unrealistic to clear it all now, and the snow was still falling.About two-quarters of an hour later, Grandpa Yang stood at the door of the dining room and shouted to Lin Cunde who was sweeping the snow: "Master, it's time to eat!"'

"Okay!" Lin Cunde nodded, put the broom aside, and headed to the dining room. Grandpa Yang had already served the pasta.

Lin Cunde sat down and said with a smile: "Grandpa Yang, let's sit down and eat together. It's just us and no one else!"

"Okay!" Grandpa Yang nodded with a forced smile and sat down.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Grandpa Yang looked at Lin Cunde, hesitated for a while, and said: "Master, when someone comes from my hometown, you can go back with him! There is still an old man at home, and the old man's brothers are also united. The old man and the third master, The fourth master is living a good life in his hometown, and he cannot live without your stuttering. Moreover, he can study with peace of mind in his hometown, and in three years, he will continue to obtain academic honors to continue his father's ambition!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin Cunde.

Lin Cunde shook his head slightly and said: "Why are you going back? Who will pay homage to your parents and brother after you go back? They are buried in the suburbs of Beijing. It is inconvenient to go back and forth every year. However, you are old. When people come from your hometown, you will be happy." It’s time to go back and take care of yourself, you’ve been following my father around for decades, and you’re getting old after all the hard work!”

"Hey, it doesn't matter, old servant. My wife and children are all well at home. I just don't worry about you, young master. I always say that you are the most worthy of him. You have a quiet temper and can study. You will also be admitted to the Jinshi in the future. When the time comes, you will be able to have two Jinshi in one subject. It will also be a good talk. , I didn’t expect it! Eh!” Mr. Yang sighed and shook his head.

"Well. I need to observe mourning for three years and not travel far away. Grandpa Yang, if you want to go back, go back. If you want to stay, I'm welcome. But considering that you are not young anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you by then. Come on, let you suffer here all the time!" Lin Cunde nodded and said to Grandpa Yang, hoping in his heart that he could stay, but after all, he was old, already over 50.

Grandpa Yang shook his head and said: "If the young master does not go back, the old servant will not go back either. When the old family comes, the old servant will make it clear to them. If the old servant dies, he will be buried next to the master and his wife. When the time comes, we will continue Take care of the master and the madam. Young master, you are here alone. The old servant is worried. The old servant has watched you grow up, from changing your diapers to holding your hands as you grow up, and serving you two brothers when they study. Oh, it’s a pity, master. With my wife, and the eldest young master, eh!"

Mr. Yang started wiping away tears as he spoke, feeling extremely sad inside. How could he be ruthless after being together for decades?

"Grandpa Yang, stop talking. They also hope that we can live a good life and don't want us to be immersed in grief all the time!" Lin Cunde persuaded Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang nodded and wiped away his tears.

After a while, Mr. Yang said: "Master, I am worried about one thing right now. I am afraid something will happen!"

After Grandpa Yang finished speaking, Lin Cunde felt clear in his heart and knew what Grandpa Yang was talking about. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It doesn't matter. If the Wang family wants to get the marriage certificate back, just give it to them."

Grandpa Yang sighed.

Before his death, his father had arranged a marriage for himself. The other party was Wang Ying's second daughter. If there had not been a change in Tumubao, the marriage would not have changed.

But now, the original King Yi has become the emperor, Wang Ying's eldest daughter has changed from Princess Yi to the current queen, and the Wang family has become relatives of the emperor.

In addition, now that his father has passed away, the gap between his family and the Wang family is getting wider and wider, and the other party may not agree to marry his second daughter to him.

Lin Cunde didn't care about these in his heart. Lin Cunde always believed that he was a good match. Now that he was not a good match, how could he get married?
Grandpa Yang thought about it for a while and said: "My father and Wang Ying had a good relationship during his lifetime. Wang Ying was a decent and kind-hearted person. I hope Wang Ying will not become the kind of person who hates poverty and loves wealth, and goes back on his word."

Lin Cunde smiled bitterly and said: "There is nothing wrong with breaking off the engagement. As a father, it is impossible not to consider his daughter. It doesn't matter, don't take it too seriously!"

Grandpa Yang glanced at Lin Cunde and sighed inwardly, feeling sorry for his young master.

After dinner, Lin Cunde was about to go to the study. Before he reached the living room, he heard a knock on the door. Grandpa Yang immediately said: "Old servant, please open the door!"

Lin Cunde put his left hand behind his back and looked at the screen wall of the yard quietly.

Then I heard Grandpa Yang’s voice: “I’ve met Mr. Wang!”

Lin Cunde got up and walked to the door.

After walking a few steps, I saw a young man dressed in gorgeous brocade walking in quickly, followed by several porters carrying some wooden boxes.

"I've met Mr. Wang!" Lin Cunde quickly bowed his hands.

The person who came was none other than Wang Ying's eldest son, Wang Zhi, who was the younger brother of the current Queen Wang.

(End of this chapter)