Zhuang Xun escaped and took the letter of divorce. He couldn't figure out why Duke Zhenguo suddenly had a wife. When he opened the letter, he felt more and more pitiful for Si Qinmi.
The letter accused her of being infertile, extravagant and wasteful, etc. It was indeed a letter of divorce.
Things came back to the starting point, how to transport Si Qin Mi's body out of the city? The weight of the coffin and Zhuang Xun's weak limbs made it difficult to move it out of the execution ground.
The soldiers were happy to see him busy with his work as if it were amusement, and were grateful for his desire to repay his kindness. However, they were stopped by the colleagues around him and said in a taboo manner: "This is the daughter of the Siqin family."
No one helped. Most of them were concerned about Si Qin Mi's identity. Others had deep-rooted hatred for the Si Qin family represented by Si Qin Mi. They were separated from their wives and children because of Si Qin Shengjing's treason, and they were happy to do so. Watch Si Qinmi's body exposed in the market.
Even Zhuang Xun didn't dare to walk alone in the alley again, because he had already been beaten once. Fortunately, he saw something was wrong and ran to the street. He was punched twice in the back, which made him feel a dull pain.
"I told you to collect the body, I told you to collect the body..." The anger was transferred to his head.
It would be okay if he was just beaten, but the main reason was that Shoushanyu's book wedge was stolen, which was a very valuable item, and he regretted it endlessly.
Zhuang Xun bought a knife and stood guard by the coffin. Now that he was used to it, he no longer felt that the execution ground was eerie and terrifying.
He didn't dare to sleep. The cold autumn night and drizzle made his throat feel itchy.
In the silent night, I had more thoughts, why did I have to work so hard, and go against everyone else? I just didn't care, just let her body be exposed in the wilderness, and I could have sweet dreams in the warm bed now.
Caressing the cold coffin, he could turn around and leave, he would be protected from the cold wind, he could be detached from the traitor's daughter, and he could live a peaceful life.
But Zhuang Xun stood still, unable to keep his legs and feet apart.
He traveled back in time a year ago and it was the same weather. After being hungry for two days, he drank a bowl of hot rice porridge.
The sweetness is difficult for modern people who are accustomed to three meals to appreciate.
I used to watch people giving porridge on TV, and I thought they were giving away a little rice porridge to beggars. Why are these people so hypocritical?
But when I was so hungry that my eyes turned green and I drank the hot rice porridge, I felt that the beauty giving the porridge was a living Bodhisattva.
Reflecting on myself, what I did yesterday was wrong. I should have found a place to park the coffin instead of the execution ground so that I could rest. However, if I think about it, no one would be willing to park the coffin at home. She is still a rebellious daughter who is despised. 's corpse.
Mentally sleepy and physically exhausted, I leaned on the coffin and fell asleep in the autumn rain.
He was groggy and his cheeks were hot. Someone shook him awake, it was the soldier from yesterday.
"Wake up, take your broken coffin away quickly, today we are going to kill the prisoner again." The soldier said fiercely.
"I'm sorry, Master Bing, please be accommodating. I'll leave it alone for a while. I'll pull it out and bury it after finding the vehicle." Zhuang Xun felt that his body was getting hot, and his whole state became sluggish. His whole body was wet, his brain was dizzy, and he still had some cracking pain. He was caught in the cold, but he still had the instinct to take out the copper coins from his bag.
"What are you accommodating? We have already said that we will interrogate the prisoners here today. How will it be inappropriate for the prison officer to see you setting up a coffin?" The soldier impatiently shook off Zhuang Xun's hand as he handed the money.
"Then when daybreak comes, I will borrow a cart and take the coffin away." Zhuang Xun remained humble even though his face was red.
"Why wait until dawn! Now, take your coffin away immediately! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude." The soldier threatened.
"I understand, I understand, I'll take it away right away." Zhuang Xun handed over the money again, with more money than last time.
"It's crazy that someone can bury the daughter of a traitor." The soldier sighed after collecting the money, and then watched how Zhuang Xun dragged the coffin.
"A drop of kindness is repaid by a spring. Legally speaking, I will not defend her death, but as a benefactor, cough, cough, seeing my benefactor's body exposed in the market, I really can't do it, cough." Zhuang Xun was distressed. He looked at the heavy coffin, there was phlegm in his throat, and he looked very sick.
Zhuang Xun looked so confused, dragging the coffin as if he was trying to put himself into the coffin, and his words were so beautiful.
The soldier couldn't help but sneered: "You are very kind. In this case, the Zhenguo Palace has lost this lady now. Why don't you get a secret marriage? She will be considered your relative, and we can help you get to your destination. Land, I make the decision, free of charge.”
"Are you serious?" Zhuang Xun looked at the soldiers expectantly, as if grasping the last straw.
"Are you crazy? You dare to enter into a yin marriage without fear of damaging your yang life?" The soldier looked at Zhuang Xun like he was a madman.
"I idle like this all day long, and my life span will be even worse. As long as Master Bing is willing to help me transport the coffin, how can I get married in this dark way?" Materialists laugh to death because they are afraid of losing their longevity in a dark marriage.
This time the leading soldier was embarrassed.
"Go to Mr. Scholar and take your coffin away now." He was a little annoyed.
"Brother, it's easy to understand. This little brother is indeed kind." The younger brother next to him said pitifully to Zhuang Xun.
"Brother, this Siqin family is indeed nothing, but this little brother is quite innocent." Some people still supported Zhuang Xun's behavior.
"Forget it, you write a marriage letter and then say goodbye to her. Even if you are husband and wife, according to the regulations, you pay some money and we will help you transport it out and bury it. One hundred yuan, don't feel bad, we will use a public vehicle to do it. This kind of thing needs to be done for the higher-ups, but also some errand fees for the brothers below..." The leading soldier's attitude softened slightly as he stepped down.
"Wait a moment, wait a moment, cough cough..."
Zhuang Xun couldn't write a marriage certificate, so he wrote two documents to briefly describe the situation, hoping that the other party would forgive him for the offense. One part was placed in the coffin and the other was burned.
In the worship hall, there is no father or mother in the body, so we worship heaven and earth. Under the watchful eyes of several soldiers, we tie the coffin with a red rope and hold the coffin in front of the coffin to worship.
With the excuse, the soldiers also helped him load the coffin into the car.
In the car, I thanked the two soldiers who escorted me profusely.
"Don't blame the boss. His younger brother is a member of the imperial army and went on an expedition with Siqin Shengjing. Now his life or death is uncertain. He hates the Siqin family for their treason." A soldier explained.
"There, Xun is very grateful to Master Bing for helping people. Without Master Bing's permission, Xun really doesn't know what to do with the coffin." Zhuang Xun said gratefully.
"Brother, you are also straight. This money is my last savings. I don't want it anymore. I'll give it back to you." The slightly younger soldier saw Zhuang Xun emptying his wallet.
"Me too, brother, it's not easy for you either. There are many people who have been helped by Si Qinmi, but you are the only one willing to collect her body for her." Another soldier sighed.
"That's not possible. Please excuse me. I'm already worried about it. I still have some food left at home. Please accept it." He knew how to deal with the world and tried his best to dissuade her.
The good thing about his understanding of human relationships is that the two of them also helped him dig a hole. If he had to dig it alone, it might take him a day to dig a hole for the coffin.
"It's almost time. It's time to behead people. We have to maintain order." After digging most of the hole, looking at the sky, the two soldiers said goodbye.
"Leave it to Xun to bury the matter. Thank you two eldest brothers for their help. Xun will remember it in my heart." Zhuang Xun felt even more dizzy, tortured by fatigue and illness, but he did not forget to express his gratitude.
With blisters on his hands, Zhuang Xun continued to work as he watched the soldiers walk away. As he bent down to dig a hole, he heard the sound of the coffin rattling.
He thought it was some kind of thief, or a refugee who couldn't stand him, so he grabbed the hoe and climbed to the ground.
His face was covered in blood and his eyes were clear. He was sitting in the coffin, stroking his blood-red neck. His body looked very stiff.
For a moment, Zhuang Xun's mind was flooded with thousands of thoughts, and he watched Si Qin Mi climb out of the coffin and froze there, even dropping his hoe.
"Madam, I got married in secret just to bury you, Wan Wang Haihan." I thought too much and thought about what I had done. I felt sorry for her because I got married in secret without her consent.
"Mr. Lang, why are you like this?" Si Qinmi felt pity for Zhuang Xun, who looked so sick and dusty, and held Zhuang Xun in his arms.
