The Lady's Code for Raising Her Husband

Ouyang Sheng nodded, picked up the bamboo hat that Gu Qingyan gave him earlier, and put it on.

You really should wear a bamboo hat to cover yourself, otherwise people will see you and think you are seeing a ghost. Ye Yuxiao glanced at him, led him out to mount his horse, and headed straight to the Yingchuan Hou Mansion under the bright sun.

Inside and outside the Yingchuan Hou Mansion, white flags and mourning cloths were hung, and people who came in and out were all wearing mourning clothes. In front of the gate, the monk on the left is knocking on wooden fish, and the Taoist priest on the right is chanting sutras, which is very harmonious.

Inside the gate, there was a coffin made of golden nanmu, and three circles of ice basins were placed next to it. Even in this midsummer, it was still freezing.

Several gentlemen of the Ouyang family gathered around the coffin, but there was no sign of sadness on their faces. Instead, they were arguing passionately and spitting.

They were wearing the most ordinary silk robes, with not a single piece of jewelry visible on their bodies, and even the hairpins that bound their hair were only made of copper. This shows that their lives have been very embarrassing since Ouyang Sheng broke off relations with them.

Ouyang Sheng followed Ye Yuxiao and dismounted in front of the door. Seeing this situation, he looked confused and stopped. He lowered the brim of his bamboo hat so that no one could see his face clearly. People coming and going looked at him curiously when they saw him dressed like this.

The housekeeper recognized Ye Yuxiao and came forward to say hello. Ye Yuxiao made a silence gesture at him. Although the housekeeper didn't know why, he still withdrew without saying a word.

Inside the gate, the second master suddenly slapped the coffin lid hard several times and shouted: "Young and old are in order, do you understand? Among Asheng's children and nephews, the eldest is our brother Cheng. This title , it has to be him!”

The third master immediately spoke sarcastically: "Second brother, I picked up this title from scratch, why do you talk about the order of elders and younger ones?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The fourth master repeatedly echoed, "No matter who inherits the title, the most important thing is to be able to help Ah Sheng maintain the family business, so it is natural that the capable person will be selected."

"The one who is capable will live there?" The second master snorted, "Several of the children are not yet adults, who can tell whether they are capable or not?"

"Three-year-olds look small, seven-year-olds look big, why can't they tell?" The fourth master disagreed with him.

At this time, the third master came out to smooth things over: "Stop fighting, let's each step back and give up the title to the second brother's brother Cheng. The second brother will then divide Asheng's family property into three parts and give us the third bedroom and the Each of the four rooms will get one share.”

They are now so poor that they can hardly afford to eat, so their title is not the most important thing, as long as they can get the money quickly. The fourth master thought for a moment and nodded: "Third brother, this is a good idea. I agree."

The second master was unhappy. Since the title belonged to his family, all the property should also belong to his family. They wanted to share more than half of it, which was a beautiful idea.

The three of them failed to reach an agreement and started arguing again.

"Inherit my title and share my property? Who gave you the courage?" Ouyang Sheng opened his bamboo hat, threw it heavily to the ground, and walked in.

The three gentlemen saw his face clearly and then looked at the coffin next to them. They screamed in fright, picked up their robes and ran away. They didn't care about his title or family property.

They thought this was Ouyang Sheng's ghost coming to claim his life to settle scores, so were they afraid of it? Ye Yuxiao was speechless for a while.

The housekeeper came over after hearing the sound, saw Ouyang Sheng's face, and stayed where he was. But because Ye Yuxiao looked as usual, he was in no hurry to call someone.

Ye Yuxiao pointed to the coffin and asked the "liar" in front of him: "You said you are the Marquis of Yingchuan, then who is the person lying here?"

Ouyang Sheng just heard the argument between several uncles. Looking at the mourning hall again, he probably understood what was going on. He sighed with a heavy heart, walked silently to the case, burned three sticks of incense, and then told Ye Yuxiao: "It's Yao Ying, the person who died is Yao Ying. Everyone in Beizheng knows it. I don't know Something went wrong and you mistook him for me. No wonder your reactions were so strange along the way. Seeing me was like seeing a ghost."

"Yao Ying? How could this be Yao Ying? The person in the coffin looks nothing like Yao Ying. On the contrary, he seems to be printed from the same mold as you. And I checked carefully at the time, and he didn't Wearing a human skin mask, you were born this way." Ye Yuxiao didn't believe it.

"Yao Ying is my stand-in. He looks exactly like me." Ouyang Sheng said, "The Yao Ying you saw before was actually what he looked like after wearing a human skin mask."

"Do you think I will believe you after you lie a few words?" Ye Yuxiao said "ha", "Do you have evidence? Do you have anything to prove your identity? What's the reason for returning to Beijing early? What's in the coffin?" A person's identity is all revealed by your mouth, no one will believe it, right?"

"When the troops from the Northern Expedition return to the DPRK, all of them can prove it to me." Ouyang Sheng said very calmly.

Ye Yuxiao was calmer than him. He was so calm that he turned around and left: "Then you can wait until the Northern Expedition army returns to the court."

What does it mean to wait until the army from the Northern Expedition returns to the court? So where is he staying these days? Ouyang Sheng quickly followed Ye Yuxiao.

"Why are you following me?" Ye Yuxiao frowned and turned back.

"Is it okay to stay with you for a few days until the army from the Northern Expedition returns?" Ouyang Sheng said.

"Of course not." Ye Yuxiao refused without hesitation, raising his hand to point at the plaque on the door of the mansion, "You keep saying that you are the Marquis of Yingchuan, isn't this your own home? Why are you going to my place? ?”

Before Ouyang Sheng could say anything, the housekeeper waved his hands repeatedly. This man didn't have any personal followers, and he didn't have any tokens to prove his identity. He looked like a liar, and he didn't dare accept him.

Ouyang Sheng spread his hands towards Ye Yuxiao, looking a little pitiful: "Look, I can only live in your house."

Ye Yuxiao was too lazy to fight with him, so he called a guard over and told him: "Take him to Prince Pingnan's Mansion and ask my grandfather to take him in for a few days. This man is very good at kung fu. Ask the prince to send someone to keep a close eye on him." ”

"I can't go to Prince Pingnan's Mansion." Ouyang Sheng interjected without waiting for the guard to respond, "You have seen the injuries on my body before. If not treated in time, I am afraid my life will be in danger."

He was indeed seriously injured, but Ye Yuxiao did not change his mind: "If you go to Prince Pingnan's Mansion, my grandfather will naturally ask a doctor to treat you."

"Aren't you the best doctor in the capital? Why do you want to stay far away? If you refer your patients to other doctors, will others think that your medical skills are limited and you can't cure my injury?" Ouyang Sheng said one sentence after another, " Some of the wounds on my body were caused by knives, whips, and bull horns. Many of them were so deep that they reached the bone. There were many wounds that were almost healed, but once the battle broke out, the wounds reopened. It has been repeated over and over again, and it has not healed yet. Do you think anyone else can treat such a trauma besides you?"