It was so cold. Zheng Shaopeng woke up faintly. This time, his memories of his previous life had become even lighter. The memories of his eight reincarnations in the past year were mixed with his previous experiences, making him unable to distinguish which were his previous experiences and which were his experiences after reincarnation. All the memories were like clouds floating in the sky, faintly discernible and untouchable, like an absurd dream.
Ox-Head and Horse-Face brought me here as if they were sending a god of plague. I don't know what era this is, but since they said they wanted to possess me, then the person they possessed should be a noble.
But where was this place? It was so dark and cold. Zheng Shaopeng reached out weakly and touched it. He was covered with a thin blanket. It should be winter, and the air was cold.
Zheng Shaopeng was trying to figure out where he was when he suddenly heard three crisp bangs. Then someone shouted,"" A guest has arrived. Aiyo, Old Master Yang, why are you here too? Scholar Yang is your junior, so he can't afford to be one."
Zheng Shaopeng calmed down. What kind of name was this? There was so much noise at the side, but my eyes were dark. Oh my god, I, I, I couldn't have reincarnated into a blind prince, right?”
An old voice coughed a few times and said,"Hey, Sixth Brother's family is finished. Can I not come over to take a look? Ling 'er is a rare figure in our Yang family. My brother only had such a precious child at the age of fifty-four. At the age of seventeen, he has become the youngest scholar in our Xuan family. We were originally counting on him to bring glory to our Yang family, but unfortunately!”。
Vaguely, there was a woman crying. Zheng Shaopeng was a little stunned. What was going on? Although he had never been to ancient times, from his tone, he did not sound like a noble family.
It was pitch black in front of him. He wanted to stand up anxiously, but the body he had just attached to was recovering. The blood in his frozen hands and feet had just begun to circulate. He did not have the strength to support his body for a while. Fortunately, he had many experiences. Every time the magpie occupied the dove's nest and was reborn, it was like this. Therefore, he patiently lay there and accumulated strength.
The loud voice shouted again,"Old Master, please sit here. Greetings, relatives and friends!"”
Suddenly, the quiet house collapsed like a tsunami, which scared Zheng Shaopeng. The house was quiet just now, as if there were only two or three people. At this time, the wails of men and women came out. Zheng Shaopeng knew that there were so many people in the house. In the previous reincarnations, there were times when the family members were crying, but it was never so dark that they couldn't see their fingers. Zheng Shaopeng moved his eyes, although he couldn't see anything. However, she felt that there was nothing wrong with her eyes, so she felt a little more at ease.
He could only hear those people wailing in a mess, saying things like,'Big brother, you're so young, you left so early!' or 'Brother Ling, why did you die?' He didn't know which relatives they were talking about.
Zheng Shaopeng wanted to laugh when he heard it. He had seen many people crying and pretending to cry. However, in modern times, they were still restrained. Now, listening to them cry, it was just like singing. It was really funny.
"When the guests are done greeting, the relatives will return the greeting!”，With this shout, the noisy crying stopped abruptly. It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop on the ground. It was really hard to guess why they were so well-trained.
Then, a sad female voice said softly," Widow Yang Hanshi thanks Old Master, thanks to all friends and relatives."
Widow? Zheng Shaopeng's brain tightened. Presumably, these people were crying for themselves. This is good. Even his wife has been married. But why was it pitch-black? There was no reason to mourn in the dark. He suddenly thought of something and quickly reached out to feel around.
His limbs, which had just been able to move, were still limp and could not exert any strength. However, when his fingers touched the things around him, he already understood in his heart that he had been placed in a coffin. Heavens, wouldn't he be buried alive? Zheng Shaopeng was anxious, but he was powerless now, but there was nothing he could do.
Then, he heard the loud voice say,"My dear friends, I offer my condolences to you. I'll send you off again!"”As soon as he finished speaking, the ghostly wails and howls sounded again. This time, the sound was even closer. Presumably, those people had surrounded the spirit to cry.
Zheng Shaopeng took this opportunity to raise his hand and knock on the coffin with difficulty. Unfortunately, his hands and feet were still a little stiff. He felt terrible pain after knocking twice. How could the weak voice suppress those who were crying hard? He had no choice but to stop.
At this moment, the loud voice shouted again,"I thank you again. My friends and relatives, I'm sorry for your loss. My words have been said and my intentions have been expressed. The ceremony is over!"”Like a brilliant conductor, the moment he finished speaking, the crying stopped.
There was another commotion outside, and then the old voice said,"Yang Hanshi, your parents-in-law passed away early, and now Ling 'er has gone to the spring to accompany them, leaving you alone. What plans do you have?”
A girl's low voice said,""Uncle, once Youngest Mother enters the Yang Family, she will be the daughter-in-law of the Yang Family. With Husband's illness, although the family is already penniless, we are fortunate to have four Mu of land. Youngest Mother will guard the door, and even if it is a bit hard, we can still survive."
Old Master Yang coughed twice and said," Young lady, you are still young. It is not easy to support this family independently. You are now a member of our Yang family. Our Yang family is also considered a big family in the local area. We can't let you spend the day alone and let others laugh at us.
I've discussed with a few elders in the clan. We want to give your four acres of mountain land to Quan 'er to cultivate. Quan' er's family will be responsible for your three meals a day. You're a woman, so you can be considered his sister-in-law. If you let him cultivate the land, you can also ask for food, clothing, and land. It's also reasonable. What do you think?”
Well, it was another scene of fighting for the inheritance. Zheng Shaopeng thought gloomily,""And all of you are saying it in such a dignified manner. How can such things happen in ancient and modern times? It's just that you've just come to offer your condolences and you're already falling out with him. Isn't this uncle too impatient?"
It was quiet outside for a while before the young lady said,"I appreciate Uncle's good intentions. I have a short life, and my husband passed away early. He didn't leave behind any descendants. However, although I am a daughter of an ordinary family, I have also read the 'Nü Xun' when I was young.
I am a member of the Yang family in life and a ghost of the Yang family in death. Although I am the only one left in the family now, this family is not dead. Uncle Yang Quan and my husband are not from the same mother. Even if I am with you, I have already separated from you. Isn't it inappropriate to hand over the land passed down by my parents-in-law to him?”
The woman's words were soft but firm. She pointed out that he should not think that he was too young to be a widow and that he would sell his ancestral property if he could not hold on alone. She also hinted that he was planning for his son and that he was robbing his cousin's property.
Old Master Yang's face turned red when he heard her words. He couldn't hold it in anymore. He had four sons, but his third son, Yang Quan, was the only one who did not do his job properly. He ate, drank, and gambled, squandering all the land that was given to him.
Although the old man hated him for being disappointing, he still couldn't bear to see his own son in poverty. That was why he shamelessly came to him and made such an unreasonable request. He only hoped that his son would get this land and be able to wash his clothes and turn over a new leaf. He didn't expect that although this girl was young, she had her own ideas and actually refused.
What he didn't know was that his son had another ulterior motive for asking him to make this request to Yang Hanshi. Everyone in the village knew about Yang Quan's feasting, whoring, and gambling. He had also squandered all his family property. Ever since the Tartars raided the village two years ago and killed his wife, he could no longer be called a wife. He was already in his forties, but he was still a bachelor.
His cousin Yang Ling, the scholar Zheng Shaopeng possessed, had just married Yang Hanshi this year. Her real name was Han Youniang. She was a beautiful woman who was famous far and near. People said that the mountains bred beautiful birds and the firewood house produced beautiful women. It was true.
Yang Ling was ill and had planned a wedding, hoping to use the wedding to celebrate his happiness. In the end, he did not even have the time to take off his wife's veil before his illness worsened and he was bedridden. Yang Quan used the excuse of visiting his brother to come and hook up with him many times, but he was chased out by Han Youniang every time.
If it wasn't for the fact that this sister-in-law was the daughter of the Hunter King and had good martial arts, he would have used force.
In his opinion, it wouldn't be difficult for him to take over her body and mind after he seized her land and controlled her way of life.
Yang Quan was standing at the side, greedily staring at his sister-in-law, who was dressed in mourning clothes and looked charming. When he heard her words, his father choked back. His rogue temper suddenly flared up and he could not help but jump out and say,"Young Madam Han, you're so young. How do you support this family? My father is doing this out of good intentions, so you won't be able to live on and do something that will bring shame to our Yang family."
Although Han Youniang was young, she was very strong. She stood up and said coldly,""This humble lady knows how to reply to the book and will keep her will for life. Ever since she entered the Yang Family, she had been serving her husband without taking off her clothes every day. How could she have lost her womanly virtue? The Yang family is big, even if there are a few unfilial descendants, they definitely won't come from my family!”
Yang Quan couldn't help but be angry when he heard her mocking him. He cursed,"You little slut, little brother Ling is the only person in the Yang family who passed the examination. The Yang family's glory and ancestors all depend on little brother Ling. If it wasn't for your eight characters suppressing him to death, how could he die so easily when he was young and healthy?”
Saying that a woman was a jinx to her husband was a crime that could not be defended or accepted. Young Madam Han had a strong personality, and she was so angry that she trembled when she was provoked by this scoundrel's soft knife. She looked over and saw that her husband's family was already small in number. Everyone present was her uncle's immediate family. Each and every one of these people had a strange expression on their faces. Their cold and hateful eyes were like needles piercing into her heart.
Sadness, sadness, and anger surged into his heart. She married a husband, and from the first time she saw him, she was lying on the bed waiting for death. Although there was no relationship, the idea of being faithful to her husband made her busy hiring doctors, getting medicine, selling her property to treat her husband's illness, and taking care of him.
She was so unfortunate to be a widow at such a young age. She did not expect her husband's clansmen to come and seize the family property before his body was cold. They even put such a bad name on her. She was alone and weak. How could she survive in this big family in the future?
Feeling a sudden sadness, Young Lady Han couldn't help but say with tears in her eyes,""Good! Good! Good! Qian Yulian threw herself into the river and left her name for all eternity. I, Han Yuniang, don't cherish this body. I'll go with my husband so that I don't have to suffer the anger of a villain like you.”
The little girl turned around and was about to bang her head against her husband's coffin. Old Master Yang was shocked. Han Youniang's father was a master of martial arts, and no one in the surrounding villages knew about him. Her husband had just died today, and it was already wrong for him to come to her house and force her to die. If this matter was spread out, not only would the neighbors criticize him, but her father would also not let it go.
He hurriedly stood up from his chair and shouted,"Quick, stop her!"
However, Han Yuniang was quick and agile, and it was too late for everyone to stop her. She had already rushed to the front of the coffin, aiming at a corner of the coffin and was about to smash her head into it.
At this moment, she suddenly stopped in her tracks and stared at the coffin with widened eyes. This thin coffin had yet to be covered so that people could mourn. Now, the coffin cover actually moved to the side, and then four pale fingers reached out to touch the coffin.
Young Lady Han couldn't help but take a step back when she saw this strange thing. When everyone saw her move, they all looked at the coffin. Suddenly, two aunties shouted,"The corpse exploded!" He turned around and ran away.
Although those men did not run away, they were still trembling in fear as they gathered together. Han Yuniang was a bit more courageous. After all, it was her husband inside. Even if he blew up the corpse, he probably wouldn't hurt her. Could it be that he saw her being bullied, so he came back from the underworld?
She suppressed the fear in her heart and carefully moved forward. She pushed open the coffin lid and saw her husband kneeling in the coffin, panting. Because of the cold weather, his breath was also accompanied by white mist."How can a dead person breathe hot air? Heavens have mercy on him…He's actually alive."
Zheng Shaopeng tried his best to push open the corner of the coffin lid. He was kneeling inside and panting. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his eyes narrowed. It took him a long time to get used to it. He looked up at the poor widow who was bullied. He really couldn't associate her with a woman who was married. This was clearly a girl who had not yet grown up.
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