"The Imperial Master is too polite..."

At this point, Hu Ma had to get off the carriage.

The city guard army greeted him, and the ten surnames led the way. Each family opened its doors, and the national master personally led the horse and held the rein.

Although I don't know much about the rules of these nobles, I also know that they are deliberately supporting the Hu family, even a little too grandly.

He had no choice but to jump off the carriage, hold the imperial master's hand, and said with a smile: "You took the wrong one."

"My father is behind. There is a distinction between elder and younger. When I send my father back, I have to lead the way. But when I get to the countryside, I should retreat behind the coffin."

"The Imperial Master respects my Hu family for their hard work, so he shouldn't mess with etiquette for a junior like me..."

"..."

As he spoke, he also walked behind the coffin, raised his hands to support it, and the carriage he was riding in front of him also pulled aside.

The Imperial Master was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he only smiled slightly and took the reins of the carriage dragging the coffin.

Things like funerals and weddings are often intertwined with various rules, called etiquette, but to put it bluntly, it is actually a right to speak.

Young people often don't dare to argue with their elders based on this kind of etiquette. You pass the words to each other and I answer them, which is also a battle of wits.

But he listened to Hu Ma and gave in on this.

And Hu Ma also looked at the people at the city gate. Regardless of whether he knew them or not, he could guess their identities. He bowed deeply and said: "Uncles and elders, you are anxious to welcome me. But although I am the descendant of the Hu family,

People, but my late father has not yet been buried, and the elders in the ancestral temple also owe a stick of incense. Without these etiquette, it is not yet time to consider myself the head of the Hu family..."

"Now, I am just a descendant of the Hu family, and you are the elders, so there is no need to flatter me with such false courtesy."

"..."

After everyone heard this, they all smiled and nodded, without saying anything in reply, and just stepped aside.

The city gates were already wide open, but no one was trying to grab Hu Ma, or in other words, Hu Ma's father, Mr. Hu Shan, was the first to enter the city.

And when I saw the wheels rolling, Kankan entered the city, and the old abacus next to him had already jumped off the donkey.

He glanced at the Imperial Master across the crowd, but he did not dare to speak. He shrank his head and followed quietly behind the carriage. The other waiters and others were frightened by this scene and did not dare to speak.

Among the crowd, the most calm person was Fairy Miaoshan. She also dismounted her horse, but looking around, she looked fresh.

The most confused one is girl Thursday.

Long before she came to Beijing, she was still thinking about her own family affairs and the identity of this rogue man. Her father was fine, and he usually only said that it would be good if he could get married and not pick on the other person's family background.

It's just that my mother is always nagging, saying that she wants to find someone who is a good match for her, who is a swindler, and I don't know if she likes her...

But just in this thought, I saw the dignity given to Hu Ma by the ten surnames when she entered the capital.

I also heard what Hu Ma said at the city gate.

The whole person was a little confused. After a long time, he turned to Fairy Miaoshan in disbelief and said, "What did they just say?"

"What children and grandchildren of the Hu family?"

"..."

Seeing that she was confused, Fairy Miaoshan and Lao Baanpan, who had deliberately shrunk behind, were also confused. Xiao Hongtang looked back at her with wide eyes.

After a long time, Old Abacus lowered his voice: "You actually... never knew?"

The girl on Thursday was furious: "He didn't say that either!"

"this……"

Everyone didn't know what to say for a moment, so they hurriedly entered the city quietly.

Only the girl on Thursday seemed confused, one step deep and one shallow, as if in a dream, following in a trance.

When you enter the city, you can see neat streets and clusters of houses from a distance. The streets have long been cleared, and there are many shops on both sides, but none of the ones facing the street have their doors open.

The streets and alleys were crowded with people, all craning their heads to look at the people entering the city from a distance.

And looking forward, I saw an archway. Someone had set up a funeral platform downstairs. Crowds of people were all wearing sackcloth and mourning there. From a distance, it looked all white. And the one at the front on the left was the leader.

He is an old man who seems to be older. He seems to be of a higher generation. He has never worn a filial piety and only has a white band on his arm. The one on the right is a middle-aged man.

Wearing a light-colored silk silk, no filial piety was worn, and a linen garment was draped over her body.

When the two of them saw the coffin entering the city, they came to meet it from a distance, followed by those wearing sackcloth behind them.

Some people even threw paper money, and the players also raised their voices.

Seeing this scene, Hu Ma frowned slightly.

But at this moment, a person next to him quietly approached and said in a low voice: "Master Hu, my surname is Tao, and I have a bad name. I am the official of the Zhou family's inquiry hall."

"I know that the Hu family has just returned to Beijing, and the young master may not know many things. I came here to help with the master's order and give some advice."

"The two people in front are both relatives of the Hu family."

"The person here is the old man from the Hu family in Qingyuan. He just arrived in Shangjing a few days ago."

"We are no longer on the same genealogy as the Zhenzuo Hu family, but when it comes to blood ties, you should call me Second Grandfather. The person on the other side is the eldest gentleman of the Ren family. He..."

"... In terms of seniority, he is your uncle."

"The Zhenzhen Hu family is from a separate family, but they all came here to see Mr. Hu Shan off. It's a courtesy."

"..."

Hu Ma listened and reacted for a moment before understanding.

The old man of the Hu family in the Qing Yuan Dynasty was the one who received Fu Yuan's lineage from the Hu family. He had killed several people in his family, so he didn't want to come here at this time.

In addition, the person named Ren...his biological mother has long been cut off from the family. He didn't expect to see anyone from his mother's clan again.

But this time, the head of the Zhou family was very thoughtful and was afraid that he would not understand, so he arranged for someone to come over and give him some advice.

Since it was in the name of mourning, of course I would not show any shame and just act according to etiquette.

Surrounded by countless people, we moved forward, and we saw more and more that this majestic city had extraordinary aura, but it was still covered with the lingering aura of forest forged ghosts.

Nowadays, on both sides of the spacious roads in the city, funeral platforms have been set up from time to time. Some people offer incense, some burn paper, some sweep the house, chant sutras and pray for blessings, and so on. The official of the Zhou family's inquiry hall next to him kept telling himself.

, which family this is from, which family that is from, this is the ancestor, and that is the descendant of the Bai family...

As we walked forward, the ground was pale and flax walked slowly, and I felt a little emotional.

The Hu family lived alone in Laoyin Mountain and almost died.

Now I have just returned to Beijing, but I didn’t expect that so many relatives would come out...

In the coffin, these are the withered bones that died in Laoyin Mountain and have been ignored for more than ten years. But now when they return to Shangjing, the streets are filled with white silk, and they have no dignity even when they were alive.

When he first arrived in Beijing, he didn't know the way. When he saw the funeral platforms on both sides, he pointed out the path, but he was also a little curious. He lowered his voice and asked the Zhou family:

"Where are these people going to lead the way?"

The official at the Zhou family's inquiry hall said: "Of course I'm going to the Hu family."

"Master Hu, doesn't he know that the Hu family also has a residence in Shangjing?"

"?"

Hu Ma was surprised: "I really don't know!"

The Hu family's property only has one or two thatched houses in Laoyin Mountain?

Is there actually a big house in Shangjing?

There actually is.

As we gradually entered the city, we reached the high wall on the east side of the city and saw a large mansion in the distance.

Two large white lanterns have been hung in front of the house, with the word "Dian" written on them. A group of servants that Hu Ma has never seen before kneel in front of the house wearing mourning clothes.

An old servant who seemed to be elderly came up to him from a distance, kowtowed to Hu Ma, and called him respectfully:

"Master, you are back."

"The old slave guarded the Hu family's house here twenty years ago. The door has been closed for twenty years, and it was just opened today."

"..."

Because Mr. Hu Shan has not yet been buried, in the eyes of others, Hu Ma is just a "young master."

But in this old slave's mouth, there is no master, he is "Master".

Hu Ma also took a deep breath and nodded in agreement. The servants had already opened the threshold, and a group of supporting spirits entered the mansion.

Suddenly, there was a cry in the courtyard.

The slaves were all crying, but they bought it from the tooth shop after they knew that Huma was going back to Beijing.

Although the crying voice was loud now, it lacked some sincerity.

In other words, everything I heard along the way was false. After all, people have been dead for more than ten years, and Hu Ma couldn't even cry.

The carriage entered the house, and the coffin was brought down and parked on the platform covered with a white awning. Hu Ma's support of the spirit to the north finally came to an end. What was left was the real funeral, heading to the ancestral temple.

Went.
To be continued...