C5

005 Shrine

How long did it take to get married?

He died on a woman's belly. Luckily, he had a son who left him a incense burner.

Moreover, her second sister-in-law was a soft faced melon character. Coincidentally, she had made up her mind to protect the festival and became a woman.

In Ming Dynasty, women were respected very much. If they were lucky, they would end up with a chastity memorial archway, where all the girls in the clan would have a good home when they married.

It was a pity that Second Sister-in-law was still as young as the flower.

This made Wu Youwei think of Li Wan Palace in "Dream of the Red Chamber".

As he walked, he quickly approached the mourning hall.

What he didn't know was that there was a pair of eyes watching him.

Seeing that he had followed attendant into the mourning hall, the person turned around the corner and left. There was a servant lying on the ground at the corner, reeking of alcohol.

Wu Youwei, who had entered the mourning hall earlier, was still struggling with his name.

He called Wu Youwei now because the ancient people called him by his first name to show their friendliness. However, he still had to call him by his first name.

There were quite a few people standing in the mourning hall.

Although the Old Master commanded by the Imperior Guardian, it was given to him by the Imperial Court after his death.

In truth, there were not many people who had come. In a place like the capital, Wu Family could only be considered as a small official household. Unless one had actual power, there were very few people who could truly use Wu Family.

Of course, that was on the surface. In reality, many small families were envious of Wu Family, after all, Wu Family did not need to pay taxes.

To put it bluntly, Wu Family was such a high and mighty structure.

In the capital, where there were many royal relatives and relatives like dogs everywhere, it was not very obvious for people like them to live in.

Therefore, there were not many guests. It was just that because Wu Youcai had been admitted into the provincial graduate at the time, but because of his family, he did not attend the feast, nor did he pay any attention to the master. The people who came were only two or three good friends from the same high school.

However, they brought with them their master's offering.

How young is a fifteen year old provincial graduate?

It would not be wrong to call him a young genius. If not for his father's death, master would have immediately come to visit.

It was a pity that because of his father's funeral, the original owner had never paid respects to master before.

Furthermore, the grade of the master was higher than the old man's. They could not lower themselves to him.

However, the offering was also a sign of importance.

This made Wu Jun's expression turn ugly. Even the Old Madam Wu did not expect that the little bastard would actually have the same thoughts as the master.

Thinking about Wu Yong's age, he was really stuck in his chest in one breath.

He couldn't get out, nor could he get in.

"Why can't I see him?" Liu Daxia, who was from the same group as Wu Yong, couldn't help but to ask when he saw that there were no signs of Wu Yong.

"He … "Home …" Wu Jun could not speak, but Old Madam Wu could. Just as she was about to say "I'm too ugly to speak of outside" and throw some dirty water on Wu Yong, she suddenly howled and trembled in fright.

This person, once he had done something shameful, a ghost would naturally appear in his heart. He was suddenly frightened by the sound of crying and almost had a heart attack.

A frail and frail person dressed in a tattered and tattered robe rushed in, pouncing straight towards the coffin. "Father! Father! Your son is late! Father! "

[I haven't washed this man's smell of medicine in days, right?

Furthermore, the way he was dressed in mourning was the style of a father and son. However, from the looks of it, the cloth was not even comparable to the sackcloth tied around the waist of the servants in the family.

When he raised his head again, Liu Daxia was shocked.

He had a loud voice and was quite tall. With his shout, almost everyone in the mourning hall could hear him.

Wu Yong, Wu Youwei, the little genius of Wu Family, and a fifteen year old young provincial graduate, how did he create such a situation? He was even more of a beggar than a beggar.

Old Madam Wu's vision turned black, I'm finished!

Wu Jun was also at a loss on what to do.

The Madam Wu lowered his head and kept it in.

All of the juniors of the Wu Family lowered their heads in silence. Their little uncle, didn't he say he was going to die? Why did he come out alive?

Only her second sister, Lady Wu Meng, bowed her head without showing any expression.