Chapter 2 Haunted
Daming Mansion, Yonganfang.
Ms. Zhang, the third wife of the Yang family, stared blankly at the two white lanterns with the word "happy" on them in the corridor.
Today is the day when her eldest son gets married, but the difference is that her sixth brother has died fighting on the border.
The elders in the clan couldn't bear that Brother Yang Liu was alone under the spring, so he took the initiative to find a female family member who had just passed away, and combined their horoscopes for a ghost marriage.
The Yang family is a wealthy family and has lived in Yong'anfang for many years, but their third house has long since declined, and they are usually ignored by others in the clan. Now, her son paid for this excitement with his life.
“The patriarch used his house to entertain guests for the sake of Sixth Brother.”
“This kind of pomp has not been seen in the clan for a long time.”
“Sixth Brother is gone. Son, you still have Brother Ninth..."
These words echoed in Zhang's mind, as if she shouldn't show any sadness anymore.
Some clan members even had resentment flashing in their eyes, apparently feeling that the clan should not praise Sanfang like this.
In the war in the north, the Yang family left their hometown. In order to make money for the family, Yang Mingsheng, the husband of the Zhang family, took the risk of selling goods by sea. Unexpectedly, he encountered a storm on the way. Yang Mingsheng and ten ships of goods were together. Being buried in the sea almost ended the whole family's livelihood.
The old man and the old lady lost their only son, and carrying their guilt towards the people in the clan, they took the initiative to transfer their property and farmland to the clan, and gave up the position of clan leader to the second wife, the old man.
The old man thought that trying his best to make amends would win the tribe’s understanding of Sanfang. In fact, Sanfang lost his power and money, and the tribe’s dissatisfaction was even more undisguised. They were clearly the ones who begged Sanfang back then. Looking for a way out, Yang Mingsheng now insists on going his own way, almost putting the Yang family into despair.
The old man and the old lady hated and were angry, and they both died in depression within a few years.
The three of them, mother and son, have been the target of public criticism since then. Whenever there is a disturbance, someone will bring up the old matter again.
Now think about it, could someone have deliberately set a trap for Sanfang to step in?
After realizing it was too late, she had to endure it with her two children.
In order to allow his mother and younger brother to live a good life, her sixth brother entered the military camp at the age of sixteen. In just six months, he was promoted to a military officer for his military exploits.
She hoped day and night that Brother Six would return home safely, but unexpectedly she received the news that Brother Six had been killed in battle. He was a seven-foot-tall man when he left home, but his bones were gone when he returned.
What makes her most uncomfortable is that Sixth Brother is gone, and the clan still wants to take advantage of him in every possible way.
“Sister-in-law of the third bedroom.”
Ms. Zhang immediately turned around and saw Mrs. Zou, the fourth daughter-in-law of the second bedroom, walking over with someone.
Ms. Zhang didn't say much, and led Mrs. Zou toward the main room.
The main room is decorated like a wedding hall, but the memorial tablet of Brother Yang Liu is particularly eye-catching.
Mrs. Zhang pointed to the bride's tablet above: "Fourth brother and sister, let me ask you, is the daughter of the Xie family marrying my son?"
Ms. Zou looked at the angry Mrs. Zhang, her eyes flashing slightly. , almost without hesitation: "Of course, this tenth mother of the Xie family is well-educated and sensible, and she and Sixth Brother are a good match."
Ms. Zhang tightened her handkerchief: "I asked someone about it, Xie The tenth mother of the family apparently died at the age of seven. Where did this recently deceased woman come from? "
The Xie family are also merchants and often travel north to transport rice and deal with the border defenders. This time The reason why he is willing to get married is naturally because of Sixth Brother's good reputation of serving the country with his own life.
The clan sold Brother Six for a good price.
Mrs. Zou was not as surprised as Mrs. Zhang thought, but showed a somewhat careless expression: "The Xie family all admits that it is Xie Shiniang, can it be false?"
"Ms. Xie has been in the rice and grain business these years. That's good. There are many people who want to get married with them. A few days ago, a deputy military envoy came to visit, but the Xie family didn't agree. "
The implication is that if Yang Liulang is not dead, how can he do it. Be the son-in-law of the Xie family?
"With in-laws like the Xie family, it will be easy for Brother Ninth to marry him in the future. Sister-in-law must not be confused and ruin her family's good deeds."
Mr. Zhang's mental image She was stabbed. She forced herself to take a deep breath: "Do you know...that woman clearly did not die of illness?"
Zou had heard what her servants said before she came. When Zhang questioned these things, she just thought it was ridiculous that a person who couldn't even live a good life for himself would still think about others.
Sanfang has fallen to this point, and he just can’t carry it.
It’s just a corpse buried together, no matter how she died.
Is it possible to figure out that "Xie Shiniang" can still live and be grateful to Sanfang? To repay Sanfang?
To be clear, that woman was bought by the Xie family. How many people of unknown origin are in the hands of Renyaozi? It is normal to kill people in advance in order to sell a body. If you continue to investigate, it will only make people The Yang family and Xie family were embarrassed.
"How can I know?" Ms. Zou's voice was a bit colder. "My sister-in-law is so powerful, why not let the woman speak out her grievances?"
On a good day, there must be extraneous matters.
No wonder Sanfang can’t even become the patriarch.
Zou was shocked when she heard that Ms. Zhang questioned the cause of "Xie Shiniang"'s death, but she soon recovered.
What does she have to be afraid of?
Can Zhang still sue the government? She didn't know anything else, but there would be no place for their mother and son in the clan in the future.
"The old lady is worried about Sixth Brother's marriage, I asked the small kitchen to cook a medicinal meal," Mrs. Zou said calmly, "I won't delay at my sister-in-law's place."
Ms. Zhang wanted to talk more. Something, he raised his head, glanced at one place, and his whole body suddenly froze there.
Zou saw Zhang's eyes dull, and then a look of horror appeared on her face. She didn't know what Zhang was playing.
"Sister-in-law, don't scare me," Ms. Zou snorted coldly, "I..." Ms. Zou's voice stopped suddenly, and she just caught a glimpse of a shadow from the corner of her eye.
The woman in a bright red wedding dress is slowly crawling out of the coffin with her head hanging down.
Zou's eyes widened, and even his breathing stopped at this moment.
Brother Yang Liu had no bones, so the invited Lai Gong let the woman's coffin come in and be buried in the ancestral grave when the time came.
Zou was certain that what was carried over from Xie's house was a corpse.
Now the corpse is moving...
It's haunted.
This thought flashed through her mind, and Zou's whole body immediately softened. A huge fear came over her, making her unable to move her eyes away.
Looking at the "female ghost" standing stiffly on the ground, the shadow cast by the crown covered her face, leaving only her red lips.
She shook her head first, and then stood still facing Zou.
At this moment, Zou felt like she was being targeted.
Sure enough, the corners of the female ghost's mouth slowly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile, and then walked straight towards her step by step.
The big red dress was hanging on the ground. The "female ghost" stood on tiptoes and walked unsteadily. Her arms stretched out from the sleeves little by little with the movement, her pale fingers were half-bent, and she ran straight to Zou's neck.
A chill climbed from Zou's back to her scalp again... Then she couldn't hold it up anymore, rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.
Witnessing this, Mrs. Zhang also felt the same fear and was about to escape from the house.
However, the "female ghost" neatly kicked the pottery basin with burning paper over the moment Zou fell down.
Zou's head hit the pottery basin impartially.
This time, it was impossible for Zou not to faint.
What’s even weirder is that after doing this, the “female ghost” stood up straight, raised her drooping face, turned around, walked to the altar table, and picked up the tablet of Brother Yang Liu.
When Mrs. Zhang came back to her senses, she realized that the "female ghost" was standing in front of her, handing over the cold tablet.
Although Zhang was frightened, her mother's self-consciousness made her ignore everything, reached out to grab the tablet and held it in her arms.
"Is your son loyal and brave?"
"Female Ghost" came from above with a slightly coercive voice.
Hot tears welled up in Mrs. Zhang’s eyes, and she said with a trembling voice: “My son’s pure heart is fearless and will not give up, and he will fight to the death. How loyal he is.”
The “female ghost” pulled open her collar. , revealing the purple pinch marks on his neck, which were obviously hurt by someone.
The "female ghost" opened her lips: "Yin Yin's blood is red, and it will be hot until death. What you want to protect is his name of loyalty. How can you let his coffin become a place to hide grievances and take human lives?"
Zhang's name Her lips trembled as she repeated the words silently, and soon her fearful eyes became firm.
The voice came again: "Brother Yang Liu served the country with blood and lived up to his life. He should be respected by others."
Ms. Zhang felt a little comfort in her heart because of these words. Her son should be like this. .
But the tone changed: "But in this house, no one except you mother and son will care."
Mrs. Zhang forgot her fear and stared blankly at the "female ghost".
"So..."
Xie Yuyan looked at Zhang: "Don't tell them this."
"If you want to tell people who care about this, wait. They are coming, you must tell them clearly every word."
Zhang wanted to ask who those people were and when they would come. Suddenly she smelled a burning smell, and she subconsciously asked. Looking out the window, I saw fire rising into the sky.
Then there was the sound of someone making a noise to put out the fire.
Amid the billowing smoke, a small figure rushed out and ran straight into the main room.
Yang Qin’s hands were burnt black and he was breathing heavily. He looked at Mrs. Zhang in the room, but soon moved his gaze to Xie Yuyan: "I...I lit the wing on fire."
Xie Yuyan raised her head slightly. She had woken up Yang Qin who was in a coma and asked if it was the seventh year of Zhiping. Only then did she realize that she had returned to sixty-four years ago. She had been a saint of Daliang, held the power of Daliang in her hands, and knew the government affairs well. With just a little thought, she could recall the records of important government affairs in the past years in the court files.
So, she knew very well who would be attracted by the fire in Yong'anfang of Daming Mansion at this moment.
"They are coming soon."
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