I have a book of salvation

But a decision is a decision after all, and the specific method of letting Qing Huan enter Hede Academy needs to be considered slowly.

After all, Yu Chen was just a gravekeeper, and the old man, the Literary Saint, had different paths, so he didn't dare to show off even if he took on the form of a paper man.

——The mourning bell of the whole Great Xia has been ringing all day and night, and you suddenly said, "I'm still here!"

That would make everyone embarrassed.

Not to mention, the guy who harmed Wen Sheng is still hiding in the dark. If he knows that Wen Sheng's soul has not dissipated, it will be a real headache.

So, we can only figure it out slowly.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Yu Chen got up early, followed the old man's instructions, went down to Mingshan, bought a lot of books for reading and literacy, brought them up the mountain, and gave them to Qinghuan.

Let her learn to read and write.

On the other side, he was busy with his own business again.

The days passed, and it was leisurely.

Anyway, as the guardian of Mingshan Tomb, he just needs to register as a worshiper.

Others, such as burial and encoffining, have nothing to do with him.

This day is already the fifth day since Yu Chen came to Jinling.

Early in the morning, after breakfast, Qing Huan went out to clean the cemetery with a broom, while Yu Chen sat at the door, looking at the ice and snow, contemplating the divine wheel.

Not long after, a group of strong men in black shirts came up the mountain carrying a dark coffin and shouting.

As soon as I registered, I realized that these were the body collectors under the funeral sect of Zhonggusi.

Just like the Weishui River, there are also the kind of lonely and helpless dead people in this huge Jinling. We can't let them die in the streets, right?

So Zhonggusi recruited so many corpse collectors to carry out the unknown corpses for burial.

As for this young man who became the guardian of the tomb with the recommendation letter from the Inspector General, the few strong men who collected the corpses were also polite. Among them, the bald man who seemed to be the one who made the decision chatted with Yu Chen for a long time, and finally He also gave half of the "Chongsha" given by the Bell and Drum Division to Yu Chen.

——It’s not a lot of money, just a few copper characters, but it’s also for good luck.

Dig the grave, bury the coffin, fill it with soil, and erect the monument, all in one go.

After half an hour, the body collectors happily went down the mountain.

But Yu Chen was silent in front of the brand new grave.

——These days, I wonder if life in Jinling is better than that on the Wei River. Although a lot of people have died and many have been pulled up and buried, there is no reason to die in peace.

Yu Chen, a ferryman who mainly helped the dead, was about to go out of business.

Finally today, the familiar Ah Piao, whose feet never touch the ground, is finally here!

Look at the grave, there is an old man with scars all over his face, his face is painful, his expression is ferocious, his hands are holding on to his robe, and his chest has collapsed a lot.

The tragic situation is shocking.

As soon as Yu Chen called, the old man followed him through the door.

After closing the doors and windows, the ghost of the old man was photographed, kneeling by the Huangquan River, muttering.

"It's miserable...it's so miserable..."

Immediately afterwards, the revolving lantern started running all the way.

The old man's name is Lai Ming. He is now in his sixties, but he looks as if he is seventy or eighty years old.

In this life, I am no different from many poor people.

You are poor when you are born, you are poor when you are a child, you are poor when you grow up, and you are still poor when you are old.

He worked hard and diligently throughout his life, but in the end he never had a good day.

When Lai Ming was young, he worked hard at the port of Jinyang Chamber of Commerce based on his strength.

It’s also considered well-fed and warmly clothed.

But if you want to save money and marry a wife, that is not enough.

So when he turned thirty, just north of Jinling, at the Great Wall, a new section was to be built as a front to resist the Northern Demon.

King Shenwu, who was guarding the border, went to Jinling in person, summoned laborers, and promised to provide a large settlement fee after the city was built.

At that time, Lai Ming gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and went to the bitter cold border.

It's been five years since I left.

But after five years, the city was repaired, but the settlement fee promised by King Shenwu was only 10% of what was originally agreed upon.

Carrying some scattered silver and dragging his body covered with hidden wounds, Lai Ming returned to Jinling City.

Limping.

Not to mention getting a wife, I don’t even dare to walk fast anymore.

On Yuxin Street, 36th Street, Wucheng, Jinling, they set up stalls selling some gadgets, such as candied haws and candy figures, to make a living.

Once it passes, it will be another few decades.

Lai Ming is old and has saved some money, thinking about settling down for retirement.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Yesterday afternoon, on Yufeng Street, several young men in bright clothes and angry horses were riding tall horses, competing to see whose horse was faster!

——This person is really cheap. There is a special horse racing farm in Jinling, but they insist on racing on the street.

It was as if they were very proud to see the common people and pedestrians hiding in fear.

But as the saying goes, if you walk a lot at night, how can you avoid bumping into ghosts? I've been to the river for a long time, where can I avoid getting my shoes wet?

No, one of the young men was riding a horse through the market and saw Lai Ming just closing his stall.

Give in or not?

If you say let it go, you will lose this one, but you are the one who made the bet!

If you say no, the worst case scenario is to step over this old man.

Which one is lighter and which one is more important? How can you not tell the difference?

——Master Jinling, how can you admit defeat!

Driving a big horse, hit him straight!

Lai Ming already had hidden injuries from building the Great Wall. He limped and couldn't avoid it, so he was hit by the fierce horse and trampled to death!

That’s what the revolving door is all about.

As for the follow-up matters, it was the corpse collectors who discussed it with Yu Chen.

It was said that someone was killed on Yufeng Street, and the government naturally came to investigate, but the young man said that it was the old man who was crazy and bumped into him.

He couldn't avoid it and bumped into Lai Ming.

As a result, the people in the government's Criminal Division could not find any evidence, and the dead man could not speak. Lai Ming had no relatives and no one to plead his grievances.

In addition, the young man's family is rich. His father used to be a gangster, but now he has become an elder of a large chamber of commerce. He has both connections and money. After the incident, he immediately started to deal with it.

With such a combination of punches, let alone Lai Ming who has no relatives or reasons, even if someone redresses his grievances, it will probably be of no use.

This matter was settled hastily.

As the saying goes, there is a gold belt for murder and arson, but there are no corpses for repairing bridges and roads. This is the way of the world.

The death of this miserable Lai Ming only made the neighbors sigh for a while, saying that good people do not live long!

But apart from that, what can these ordinary people do?

Not to mention whether they saw the truth at that time, even if they really saw it, would anyone dare to offend the son of a chamber of commerce elder with a mafia background?

Or for an old man with no relatives?

impossible.

Anyway, in the end, that young man should eat and drink, nothing will happen.

As for Lai Ming, he is dead. He will probably be forgotten in two days, and the world will continue as usual.

But the problem is, the deceased himself has something to say!

Why?

We just walk peacefully, why would you ride a horse over and trample someone to death?

Do you think it was really an accident?

That's all.

But even though Lai Ming's legs were weak and he couldn't escape in time, he could clearly see at that time that the young master had a ferocious expression on his face. Not only did he not pull the reins, he also hit him at full speed!

Where can I forget this?

The life of the poor is not fate, right?

Well... I have to say that if it weren't for Yu Chen, the life of the poor would really not be life.

But luckily, he is here.

Brothers, let’s watch it first. I’ll have another chapter later. Please give me your monthly pass by the way.