Chapter 117 Going to the Funeral (Part 2)
There were already cries in the old man's bedroom.
Fang Jun had no experience in this area, and even though he was a man of two generations, his scalp felt numb. Walking in stiffly, Fang Chengzong whispered a few words into his father's ear, and then saw Fang Yixun turning his head and looking at Fang Jun, his eyes filled with tears and his head slightly lowered.
Obviously this is not the time to be polite.
Fang Jun forced himself to look sad and bowed slightly.
However, as Fang Jun entered the room, the women's cries paused slightly.
All the honorable status of the Fang family came from the second uncle Fang Xuanling who lived far away in Chang'an. However, the elder Fang Song is strict and old-fashioned by nature. He only exchanges letters with Fang Xuanling during the New Year. They hardly communicate with each other unless there is nothing important. Fang Xuanling is also a high-ranking official and busy with government affairs. The two brothers may not be able to see each other for several years. Meet.
In this way, although the two families are close by blood, they rarely move around. Even Fang Jun and several cousins and nephews are meeting for the first time, not to mention these female relatives?
Although the whole house was full of sorrow at this time, they still could not suppress the gossips of the female relatives. In addition to a few close relatives who were grieving and heartbroken, many female relatives covered their faces and wept while secretly crying through their fingers. He looked at this "Han Er Lang" whom he had always heard of.
He looks upright, but a little darker and a little stronger. He doesn't look the type of handsome that makes people's eyes happy and their hearts beat wildly. However, he is physically strong, has a calm expression and is generous in his demeanor, and has a calm and unhurried nobility.
He is worthy of being a man who runs rampant in Chang'an, he looks very elegant...
Fang Jun was on pins and needles.
Thinking about it, anyone who is looked up and down by a large group of cousins, cousins, aunts and cousins who have never met each other will feel as if they have fire boils on their buttocks, especially in such a sad and solemn atmosphere.
By the way, instead of each of you wailing at the top of your lungs and showing your grief with tears streaming down your face, you are instead staring at an innocent little virgin. Is this appropriate?
Fortunately, everyone's attention was quickly drawn away.
Brothers Fang Yixun and Fang Yijian, together with two cousins of the same generation, first moved the old man to the north wall of the main bedroom and lay down with his head facing east. It is said that the reason why he turned his head to the east was to "soothe anger"...
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Fang Yixun placed a piece of cotton wool pulled from that year's new cotton flower on the old man's mouth and nose. The four of them held their breath and stared at the cotton flower to determine whether it was dead. After half a cup of tea, Fang Yixun put down the motionless cotton wool, knelt down beside the old man, kowtowed "bangbangbang", and cried out sadly: "Father..."
This time, the room was filled with loud cries. They knelt on the floor. Regardless of whether they were sincere or snickering, they all wiped away tears as if they were mourning. Well... they were really mourning. ……
Fang Jun had no choice but to kneel down, but did not bow his head. He was more interested in the funeral rituals of the Tang Dynasty...
Soon, several gray-haired elders replaced the inexperienced Fang Yixun, who looked like the elders of the family. Although Fang Jun and his family only have two brothers, Fang Song and Fang Qiao, the Fang family has lived in Qizhou for generations and is also a large family.
Several elders picked up the cotton wool and once again proved that the old man was still dead, they placed the old man's body on the ground.
Then the male relatives were asked to put on white cloth, with their hair spread open and barefoot; the female relatives were asked to put on green silk clothes and take off their jewelry, and everyone performed the ceremony of crying.
The female family members in the fifth room all left the main bedroom and went to the side hall to change into mourning clothes, while the men stayed in the main bedroom and immediately changed into the mourning clothes that had been prepared with sad expressions.
The Fang family was served by several waiters and changed into mourning clothes. Brothers Fang Yixun and Fang Yijian came over. Fang Yixun looked sad and held back his tears. He said, "Thank you for your help. Erlang came thousands of miles away, but he couldn't see his father." The last time we met, I caught up with my father’s death. The house was in chaos. If there is any negligence, Erlang will forgive me..."
The Fang family hurriedly said: "Brother, please don't do this. If you don't speak the same language as the two families, you can't even write the word "fang" in one sentence. You and I are brothers and blood relatives. My uncle is like my father. I can't see my uncle." The last part is really regrettable. It is what I should do now to mourn my uncle. My father has always been in poor health. The recent snowstorm in Guanzhong and the complicated government affairs have made him unable to come in person. I hope you won't blame me."
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Fang Yixun was a little surprised.
What he said was impeccable and sophisticated. Even the Xun family man, who was known as the "genius" in Qizhou City, might not be able to perform better. This is the legendary cowardly, honest and ignorant Fang Yi. like?
"In this case, I will not act like a woman as a brother. Let's wait until later and have a servant arrange a place for Erlang."
"Brother, you don't have to worry about Yu. It is your top priority to handle your uncle's funeral satisfactorily." The Fang family said with a humble expression.
Fang Yixun nodded with satisfaction.
He had always heard that this brother was cowardly by nature and did not dare to say anything when being bullied. However, there were rumors recently that he was no longer afraid of trouble, but had become grumpy again. If something breaks out somewhere, the Fang family will become the laughing stock of Qizhou City and lose their face.
But now it seems that the saying is indeed true: "It is better to meet than to be famous."
Hearing a thousand words is not as good as seeing it at a glance.
This cousin behaves well, is calm, and sensible, which is very different from the rumors. No wonder the second uncle can trust him to come all the way.
The two of them whispered a few words, and the funeral ceremony was still going on.
The next step is to "call upon the soul".
"The essence of Ji reappears in the body." The ancients believed that the combination of "soul" and "po" forms a complete person. Suspension of breath does not mean real death. Only if you do not wake up after performing the soul-calling ceremony is you truly dead, " Recovery is the way to love”
Under the arrangement of those elders of the same clan, Fang Yixun, all members of the Fang family exited the house and knelt in front of the eaves.
Fang Yixun put one of the old man's formal robes on his left shoulder, went out from the east window, climbed along the wall to the roof, stepped on the highest part of the house, facing north, holding the collar of the clothes in his left hand, and placed it on his right hand. At the waist position of the clothes, he shouted "Father, come back" three times in a row, and then threw the clothes off the roof. At this time, a special person caught the clothes in a basket and entered the hall from the east stairs to see if the old man had been "revived" by the spirit.
Of course, the old man has been dead for a long time. He is too dead to die and it is absolutely impossible to live again...
The man put the robe on the old man.
After the soul is summoned, the bed is placed on the west side of the room, the legs of the bed are removed, the mat is unfolded, pillows are placed, and the curtains are raised. A group of descendants gathered around, and now the rigorous female family members approached.
First take off the old man's lower clothes and put the body on the bed with his head facing south. Use the horn to wedge its teeth to prepare for the ceremony of holding rice later. Place the old man's feet on the desk to fix them, so that it will be easier to put on shoes later...
The Fang family couldn't help but be speechless, and didn't know whether to say this was a manifestation of Chinese civilization or the cumbersome feudal dross.
It's the end of the year, there are so many things, I can only say sorry, I actually broke my promise... I am so ashamed. Today's two chapters are normal, and the two chapters signed yesterday will be completed tomorrow. There will be a small explosion recently. I know I am guilty, so I have no shame in asking for votes and collections...? ? ?
(End of chapter)