Yang Ling accompanied Ma Ang and his sister out of the house. When he saw a big cart parked at the door, the little official did not do anything and did not take it back. Yang Ling accompanied Ma Ang and his sister to buy coffin spirit banners and gold and silver baskets, and moved them onto the cart, and took them to the office office, and cleaned up the room and arranged the mourning hall.

The waiter heard that the postmaster was coming and rushed to meet him. Yang Ling couldn't help but frown when he saw his cheeks swollen and tall. He was a modern person, but he didn't have the idea of ​​being superior to others in the upper class. If he was slapped, he would be afraid that he would turn his back on him.

So he did not scold him because of protecting the Ma Ang brother and sister, but just kindly asked him to invite a few people to help the division build a mourning hall. When the minor official saw that it was the immediate boss, he had to find a few postmen and help the adults get up.

There are no good offerings in this season. I just put a few things in front of the incense burner. Next to the coffin are elegies couplets, white banners, and paper ingots are burning in the pottery basin. Two white candles are burning on the spirit table. Ma Ang and Ma Lianer are guarding the spirit in front of the spirit, burning paper money while crying.

Yang Ling couldn't stand the sad and anxious atmosphere, so he comforted him and said goodbye. Someone behind him called out: "Brother Yang".

Yang Ling turned around and saw Ma Lianer slowly walking from the corridor. The light shaking in the wind reflected her white clothes, her filial belt was tying, and her slender figure was about to ride the wind. Yang Ling's eyes couldn't help but condense.

Ma Lian'er walked to Yang Ling and whispered, "Brother Yang, I'm grateful to you when I'm in trouble." As he said that, he bent down and bowed. Yang Ling hurriedly helped her and said, "Miss Lian'er, you are too dissatisfied. Uncle is my elder. This small matter is my responsibility. Such a great gift cannot be used."

Ma Lian'er stood up and smiled bitterly, "I thank you, I thank you for me. My brother has nothing to do except for being brute force and brave and fierce. I am a woman. If it weren't for you, we would not be able to do our best to be filial to our children today."

She choked and sighed, "I have always hated my father forcing my mother to death, and I have always hated him, so although I am sad, I am not distraught."

She smiled, withdrew her gaze and looked at Yang Ling and asked, "Are you so ruthless when I say this?"

With the advanced videos in his previous life, Yang Ling had seen so many beauties and beautiful women. I'm afraid that the current emperor may not have the ability to see all the beauty in the world. Logically speaking, with his knowledge, he would not be charmed by Ma Lian'er.

But it is said that 'women should be pretty and filial,' and 'Looking at the light will make you look three more color'. Ma Lian'er's appearance is very beautiful and charming. At this time, she was wearing a simple filial piety dress, with a kind of agility and flawless temperament. At this time, the starry eyes were covered with tears again. Huque was so pitiful that she was really charming, and Yang Ling didn't dare to look at her.

Ma Lian'er said quietly: "I am sad, so I regret it more. Because until now, I realized that if I were not my father, I would not be able to live such carefree life. In any case, my father is good to me. I shouldn't be so rifty towards him and make him angry all the time."

Yang Ling sighed silently, is this another comment that the son wants to raise but the relative is gone? Why do you always feel that you should cherish it after losing it?

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ma Lian'er's mouth and said, "My father had obtained the position of Yicheng. There were originally two counties with vacancies. I felt that this place was close to the outside of the pass, and I liked life outside of the pass, so I begged my father to come here. It was me who harmed him. If I could predict what was going to happen in advance, maybe."

Yang Ling comforted: "Who can predict the future? Miss Lian'er, this is not your fault."

What's good about predicting the future? If I hadn't known that I had only two years of life left, how happy I and the young lady would have never known it. Yang Ling said sadly: "If you can't predict the future, you should live seriously in the present, seize what you should cherish now, so that you will not regret it in the future. Do you agree?"

Seeing that he stared at him with a clear and tight look, his eyes were filled with complex feelings, her heart was beating. She didn't know that Yang Ling was so sad when she remembered Han Youniang, and she couldn't help but think in a wrong way: "Catch what you should cherish now? Did he...hint on me? But he has already gotten married."

Ma Lianer felt a little fever on her face, and she felt a little nervous when she saw it. She stammered: "Catch what you should cherish now...? What can I catch? The family has no permanent property and no land. Even though my father has some savings, he cannot live in vain. Here, my brother and sister have no relatives and friends. Maybe maybe I will take the coffin back to my hometown with my brother in some time."

She said, her heartbeat was like a galloping horse: "Will he keep me? What should I do if he keep me? It can be seen that he likes that young lady very much and will never divorce her for me. If he expresses his love to me, I... will my Ma Lianer become someone else's concubine?"

Ma Lian'er is not ashamed of being someone else's concubine, but also devotes herself to Yang Ling's elegant temperament, especially those opinions that seem unfavorable to the women in the Central Plains. Only this man can understand and tolerate them.

Now that his family has fallen into a foregone conclusion, he has not yet reached the position that his father had found for the court for half his life. It is a bright future. Can she make a choice? Ma Lianer was so nervous that she didn't want to face it, but a trace of feelings in her heart quietly emerged, which was really contradictory and extremely nervous.

Yang Ling was carrying Han Youniang's heavy affection and didn't know how to repay her. She didn't have the intention to get a debt of love again. Although Ma Lian'er's outstanding beauty really made every normal man appreciate it, he didn't understand that Ma Lian'er's tactful and implicit expression was just an excuse to keep him.

Yang Ling thought about it very seriously from the perspective of his friends, and felt that this border town was not suitable for them to live in, so he said: "This border town is always in chaos. Whether it is leaving or returning to his ancestors, it is also possible to have the help of relatives and friends."

Ma Lianer's tense heartstrings relaxed, and her clenched fists suddenly relaxed, but an unconcealed disappointment flashed in her eyes.

When Yang Ling said goodbye and left, he didn't notice how resentful Ma Lian'er's eyes were. He asked the minor official for a horse, rushed straight to the county government office, found the squad leader on duty, and told him that the adults would come tomorrow morning to invite them to the Yicheng Office to pay their respects to Ma Yicheng.

These county officials have the highest position as Huang County Magistrate and have always taken care of him. Others have always been respectful because he is Lord Min's master. Yang Ling is confident that he still has this appeal with his special identity.

After giving the order, Yang Ling was about to return home, but remembered that Lord Min had moved back to the county government office and didn't know how he was in, so he simply went in and checked. He came to the back government office. Two servants in the main hall were sitting on the kang drinking, with a plate of fried peanuts and a plate of pig ears on the table. Seeing Master Yang, who was the most relied on, came, they hurriedly got off the kang, and Old Li grinned and said, "Master Yang, are you here to visit Master?"

Yang Ling nodded and asked, "How are you doing with me?"

Old Li came up with his shoes and took his outer robe, laughed and said, "The master's fever has subsided, but he hasn't woken up yet, I'll accompany you in."

Yang Ling waved his hand and said, "Don't go, it's rare that you two can calm down for a while. Let's rest. I'll see the adults and leave."

He lifted the cotton curtain and walked into Min Wenjian's bedroom. There was an oil lamp on the small table on the kang. Lord Min was lying on the kang, sleeping sweetly with his quilt on his quilt. Yang Ling sat in front of the kang and saw Min Wenjian sleeping on his back with his beard facing the sky, and couldn't help but smile.

After careful examination, the dark face of Min County Magistrate Min had recovered a little blood. He gently touched his forehead. The fever had subsided. It seemed that the toxins on his body had been removed and there should be no danger. Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh and stood up and was about to leave. Magistrate Min suddenly moaned and murmured: "Water, water, I want to drink water."

Yang Ling was happy and hurried to the table to get a pot of tea. As soon as the spout was approaching his mouth, County Magistrate Min was like a whale sucking water, and it was out of control. Most of the pot of water entered his stomach, and Min Dahuzi slowly opened his eyes.

After squinting his eyes and looking for a long time, he saw clearly that Yang Ling, the master in front of him. County Magistrate Min blinked his eyes, looked around, and murmured: "I am at home? What is the military situation now?"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Sir, you have been sleeping for a day and a night. Today, the army of Yongning generals has arrived. The Tartars have retreated to the mountains. The siege of the rooster crowing has been lifted. Do not worry about it."

After hearing this, Min Magistrate was happy, closed his eyes slightly for a while, opened his eyes again, looked around, sighed, "You are the only one? You know the horsepower from afar, and people see their hearts for a long time. Damn, do you think I am dead?"

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel ashamed. There were too many things happening today. Several officials with high rank had to accompany He Shen and others. Everyone knew that Min County was not in danger of life, so they didn't have time to come to see him. If it weren't for the Ma family's affairs, I wouldn't have thought of coming to the county government tonight. I didn't expect that Min County was so rough, so I was so sensitive. It seems that many people don't blame this sentence. The ancients valued etiquette and should pay attention to it in the future.

Yang Ling hurriedly helped everyone explain it again, and Lord Min felt relieved, but when he opened his eyes on the bed, only Yang Ling was here, he still felt very relieved. He felt that he had relied on him as his confidant, and he did not misunderstand the person.

Yang Ling remembered the temporary appointment of General He Gan, and said it to him. As soon as he heard this, Magistrate Min glared at him and said, "How can that be done? You are leaving, who will take care of my yamen?"

After thinking about it, he felt that he should not treat his own people badly, so he said, "Okay, you have officially entered the officialdom. My brother-in-law is the prefect of Datong. I will send someone to inform him tomorrow and help you to act as a formal postmaster. It is very convenient to transfer the agency to the official, and it takes less than two days."
Chapter completed!