With Uncle and Aunt Zhang helping to handle the funeral, the Jiang family's funeral was organized in an orderly manner, and the best painted red pine coffin was also placed in the mourning hall in time.

Uncle and Aunt Zhang wanted to report these expenses to Hanzhu one by one. Hanzhu and her sister knelt in the mourning hall, asking them to make up their minds first and look back at her.

At this moment, she was only sad and didn't care about the common things. Fortunately, Uncle and Aunt Zhang were the old people in the family, and Hanzhu trusted them very much.

After the mourning was reported, some old friends from the Jiang family came to pay their respects.

Zhang Fu was poked by Cheng Yu with a bamboo pole on his back. He was lying on his back and raising him for five days but he didn't get better. If the mansion was fine, he would definitely continue to lying on his back and recuperate. But now he stood up diligently and endured the pain. He was mourning as a prospective son-in-law. His face was filled with sorrow and his heart was filled with joy. When the master went there, he was sad, but before his death, he promised the eldest girl to him. Thinking that the beautiful and fragrant beauty like lilac flowers would be his wife within a hundred days, even if it would be possible to truly fulfill the family three years later, Zhang Fu was also happy.

When the guests saw him dressed halfway, they were naturally puzzled. After learning the reason, they felt a little regretful.

It's like a fairy marrying a rough man.

But who made Jiang Jizhou anxious? If he was alive, even if he only had a few days, he would definitely choose a good son-in-law for his daughter. In the case of yesterday, he could only ask for a husband. After all, Zhang Fu is also a man who knows the truth, so he would still ask for a husband. It would be reasonable to have a son to inherit the Jiang family's incense after giving birth to a son in the future.

The magistrate Shen Ze also came to pay his condolences.

Jiang Jizhou was a county school teacher and was an official in the same county, so he deserved to come.

When he learned that Jiang Jizhou had died in anger in the morning, Shen Ze was both surprised and gloating. Jiang Jizhou was alive. He had to work hard to take Hanzhu as his concubine. Jiang Jizhou died. Hanzhu, an orphan girl, became the object of his hand? After raising her for a few years, she would put her cute little sister into the room, and the sisters served him together. When she thought about it, she was floating.

However, when he arrived at the Jiang family, he found that Jiang Jizhou had arranged a bad marriage for his daughter before his death.

Fortunately, I'm just a servant.

He went to the front and scented the incense, glanced at the beauty who was covered in white and filial piety in front of the coffin, and Shen Ze said aloud and turned around and left.

When I went out, I heard the rushing sound of horse hooves.

Shen Ze didn't get in the car for the time being, so he turned around and looked.

I saw a man in blue clothes galloping over, and when he arrived at the door of the Jiang family, he suddenly tied the reins. The horse neighed and raised his front hooves high. The person who came jumped off the horse without waiting for the horse to stand firmly and headed straight for the inner courtyard of the Jiang family.

The concierge did not allow him to enter.

"Go aside!" Gu Heng suppressed his anger and scolded with red eyes.

The doorman with a thick cloth leucorrhea tied his waist reached out and stopped him, spitting hard: "Bah! Your Gu family killed my master, and he actually has the face to worship him. Do you want to piss our girl to death again!"

Gu Heng froze and frowned: "Please come out, I'll tell him."

"My father has nothing to say with you!" Zhang Fu strode over, standing on the steps and looking down at the handsome scholar who had only bent down to welcome him, both hated and proud, "The Gu family wronged my girl and angered my master to death. This matter is obvious to all the neighbors. If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask your old lady, and ask her if her conscience was eaten by a dog!"

"There is a misunderstanding here. Let me go in and I explain to Hanzhu." Gu Heng disdained to argue with a servant and looked into the yard and said.

Zhang Fu sneered and reminded him ruthlessly: "Yesterday, the Gu family had retired from marriage. Before his death, the master asked me to take care of the eldest girl, and asked Gu Xiucai to keep the courtesy, so that he would not call her boudoir name again in the future."

Gu Heng's face suddenly turned pale and he repeated in disbelief: "My teacher will recruit you to marry into a wife?"

Zhang Fu didn't say anything, but just raised his chest higher.

From now on, that Bodhisattva-like character is his Zhang Fu's person.

Gu Heng was stunned on the spot, silent for a long time, lifted up his clothes and knelt down in the middle of the door of the Jiang family, kowtowed three times in the direction of the mourning hall: "My teacher taught me to study, guided me in dealing with people, and even betrothed the pearl in my hand. He was kindly grateful to me for his kindness. Gu Heng was not allowed to repay his cattle and horses in the next life. However, Gu Heng was in the palace and did not know the incident at home, and failed to dissuade him in time, which caused his teacher to leave with hatred. Gu Heng should not refuse his death."

He raised his head, his face full of tears.

He often comes to the Jiang family, and Jiang Jizhou usually praises this son-in-law. The neighbors all know that the Gu family's son is very talented and is a gentleman. At this time, he saw a handsome man with a height of seven feet tall and handsome face kneeling outside the door with tears in his eyes. He couldn't help but be moved and secretly scolded Mrs. Gu for being confused when she was old and forcibly breaking up a pair of mandarin ducks.

The words revealed their regret for Hanzhu's helplessness.

Zhang Fu didn't like to listen and ordered someone to chase Gu Heng away. Gu Heng couldn't get up. The Jiang family pulled him away, so he knelt in another place. He accidentally fell down and then knelt again. There was no anger or dissatisfaction on his face, but only pain. The neighbors began to advise Zhang Fu not to make things difficult for him anymore, and he said that it was all Mrs. Gu's fault.

Zhang Fu had no choice but to give up and took the people inside.

Gu Heng still straightened his back and knelt there.

Shen Ze looked at him deeply, carefully savored Gu Heng's words just now, suddenly smiled, got in the car and left.

As the sky gradually darkened, there was a curious person in the neighborhood. He secretly looked at him and saw Gu Heng kneeling at the door of the Jiang family. He turned around and muttered to his familiar servants, or reported to his masters.

Old Mrs. Gu did not dare to show up, worried that her grandson would get into trouble, so she sent someone to ask Gu Heng to go back.

Gu Heng scolded the servant and continued to kneel down.

Zhang Fu was unwilling to tell Hanzhu, so Uncle Zhang went out to take a look, shook his head, and finally gave Hanzhu information.

Hanzhu was indifferent.

So what if Gu Heng knelt all night? His grandmother was so angry that her father was so angry that he would not bear the affection even if he paid his life. He had a grudge and had a debt. This matter was not done by Gu Heng. She did not hate him, but she would not see him again. The engagement had been destroyed and the two had nothing to do.

The next evening, Jiang Zhizhou was in funeral.

Zhang Fu carried the banner in front, and the Hanzhu sisters followed behind the coffin and cried, and they were sad all the way to Cuiping Mountain.

Jiang Jizhou had confessed before his death that he would be buried with his wife after his death. Two coffins were left in the pavilion covered with green trees.

Hanzhu hugged her sister, and the two sisters called her father and mother at a while. The neighbors who came to attend the funeral cried and wet their sleeves.

But they were just spectators after all, with the sun rising to the west and the neighbors dispersing one after another. In a blink of an eye, only the Jiang family and Gu Heng were left in the mountains.

He stood up from one side and walked towards Hanzhu.

Zhang Fu wanted to stop him, but Uncle Zhang pulled out of the pavilion. Some things must be explained. It will only be a mess. The old lady of the Gu family has no conscience. Uncle Zhang never wants the eldest girl to marry again, but he did not take the master's death seriously. His son has no talent and virtue and is not worthy of the eldest girl at all. If the eldest girl is reluctant to let Gu Heng, who is a talented person, and wants to marry him, Uncle Zhang will dissuade him, but he will not force the eldest girl to marry with the master's last words.

Aunt Zhang Chunliu and others did not leave the pavilion and continued to kneel behind the Hanzhu sisters.

Gu Heng knelt down on Hanzhu's side.

Hanzhu wiped her tears and looked up at him, "What are you still doing here?"

Because he knelt for two days and one night, Gu Heng looked haggard, his voice was hoarse, and his black eyes were covered with blood. He stared at her tightly, and tears suddenly fell in his eyes, "Hanzhu, you and I are childhood sweethearts, do you know how much I like you? My father-in-law died because of me, I can't argue, but I really can't bear to see you marry someone else. Hanzhu, can we get engaged again? As long as you agree, I guarantee that no one in the Gu family dares to bully you again..."

"Who is your childhood sweetheart?"

Hanzhu swallowed and refuted him, pointing at the tablet of his parents, tears streaming down, "I lost my mother when I was six years old. I have been mourning for three years. I have not left the door and never stepped out. I have been engaged to you soon after I went out. Since then, I have been obsessed with the boudoir. In addition to being invited by your grandmother, I rarely go out. I have met you for a few times. Where did my childhood sweethearts come from? It is not enough for your Gu family to kill my father, but it is not enough for me to steal. Do you want to slander my reputation now?"

She is not well-educated by her mother, but she knows the good gifts her daughter should keep. In March, Gu Heng wanted to give her pearls and flowers, but she left without even looking at them. She didn't want to give her a private lesson. Why did he claim to be childhood sweethearts with her? If she had known this day, she would never have been to this family!

"You go, go right away!" Hanzhu cried and expelled the guests.

"Hanzhu..." Gu Heng approached her knees and wanted to persuade her again. Behind him, Aunt Zhang and Chunliu jointly pushed him aside, and Uncle Zhang and Zhang Fu rushed over quickly outside.

Facing the resentful eyes of several people, Gu Heng took three steps back and knelt down at Hanzhu again, "Hanzhu, I have let you down in this life. In front of my mentor's wife's spirit in heaven, I, Gu Heng, swear to the sky that no matter when, as long as you sisters have a request, I will do my best to take care of you and will never stand by and watch!"

"Who uses you to take care of him?" Zhang Fu was so angry that he kicked him hard in the chest, "Hanzhu is my fiancée, we are about to get married. If you know each other, stay away from the Jiang family. If you dare to get closer, you will see that I won't beat you to death!"

Gu Heng didn't even look at him, and stood up calmly, took a last look at Hanzhu, and slowly went down the mountain.

When I returned to the Gu family, my face was gloomy.

In the main hall, seeing that his grandson finally came back, Old Mrs. Gu lowered her eyes with guilt.

Mrs. Dong cried and greeted her, "Ziyan, have you explained it clearly to Hanzhu?"

"What are you explaining? Explain that my grandmother didn't wrongly accus her of stealing something?" Gu Heng helped his mother sit down and looked at the old man in the front seat, "Grandmother, grandson has always respected you and respected you. This is the first time this time. Next time you dare not discuss with me, you will make a decision. Don't blame me for not recognizing you, grandmother!"

Old Mrs. Gu heard that her grandson was just angry that she was arguing for making decisions, not that she regretted the marriage!

After being happy, Old Mrs. Gu sent off her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, and only two grandchildren were left in the room. She apologized to her grandson for a long time. "I didn't expect him to be so angry... But I'm also for your own good. You are a promising person in the future. How can you marry a small family girl who lost her mother as your wife?"

Gu Heng was silent for a moment, and his voice became low when he spoke again, and the chill inside was still unabashed: "Then my grandmother thought that if this matter was a big deal, if I lost my reputation as angering my father-in-law, even if I passed the imperial examination, I might be taken back by the government and I would not be able to participate in the spring examination again?"

Old Mrs. Gu's face turned pale immediately.

Gu Heng leaned on the back of the chair and reached out to pinch his forehead: "Fortunately, the Jiang family is not a mess. Wutong County is a small place. I am not a mortal enemy now. When I become an official in the future, my grandmother will come again, which will ruin my reputation and things will not end so easily."

Old Mrs. Gu really knew that she was wrong and repeatedly apologized to her grandson. "Grandmother is old and confused. Zi Yan is relieved. Grandmother will never drag you down in the future. She will discuss anything with you first."

Gu Heng nodded: "These few days my grandmother restrains her servants, so don't spread rumors of slandering the Jiang family. If you live like this for a few days, this matter will fade."

Old Mrs. Gu responded solemnly.

Gu Heng went back to the house to rest, lay on the bed, thinking of his face as beaded like a flower and jade, and his heart was complicated.

Although the beauty is beautiful, her family background is not obvious, it is useless to his career, and it is not a pity to cancel the engagement, but it would be great if she was stupider. She would coax her sweet words and take her home as a concubine, and she would be fragrant with her sleeves...

Well, you can’t have both fish and bear’s paws. If you break it, you will break it. You will always encounter better things in the future.

Closed his eyes, Gu Hengmo memorized an article, and soon he fell asleep.

In the Jiang family, Hanzhu coaxed her sister to sleep, but she couldn't sleep for a long time.

Daddy left, and only she and her sister were left at home.

Zhang Fu...

Since my father thinks Zhang Fu is suitable, then she should marry. The most important thing is to stabilize the family. It doesn’t matter whether she married well or not. The important thing is to raise her sister smoothly and find her a good family in the future.

Looking at the sister beside her, Hanzhu was sad from it.
Chapter completed!