The next day, following the address given by Song Changxi, they found the geomancer he had mentioned.
This person looks to be around sixty years old.
His face was covered in wrinkles, and he looked no different from any other elderly person.
The only striking feature is that his eyebrows are much longer than average.
When a pair of eyes looks at someone, it seems like they are looking at that person, but it also seems like they are looking at something else.
After learning of Zhao Qianci's request, the geomancer asked for a deposit of one hundred taels of silver and went up the mountain with the Zhao family.
After looking at it once, the geomancer used his professional tools to calculate for a long time.
"The coffin will be lifted at noon the day after tomorrow."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left.
Seeing that the main figures had left, the Zhao family quickly followed behind them.
After descending the mountain, the geomancer gave the Zhao family a list to purchase.
The geomancer objected to the cremation of the remains.
They said they could help find an auspicious burial site. There's no need to disturb the deceased's peace.
Well, they're professionals, so the Zhao family doesn't necessarily have to insist on opposing them.
As for burning paper money and making offerings during festivals, the geomancer said he would help make a memorial tablet, and it doesn't matter where you burn the paper money to show your filial piety.
The day for the coffin to be exhumed arrived quickly.
The Taoist priest, dressed in his ceremonial robes, set up an altar and performed a ritual, looking quite convincing.
At noon, after kowtowing to their ancestors, the Zhao brothers began digging the soil, shovel by shovel.
Over the years, the already thin coffin has rotted away and is now almost completely rotten.
When the old woman's remains were unearthed, everyone saw something unexpected.
On the forehead of the corpse that should have been rotting, there seemed to be traces of cinnabar.
The fortune teller walked closer, examined the object carefully, then quickly calculated with his fingers before shaking his head.
He instructed that the newly collected bones must be washed before dressing them in new clothes.
This task still needs to be done by Zhao Qianci himself.
After the old woman's remains were placed in the new coffin, a radish was thrown into the pit that had just been dug, and then the soil was backfilled.
The Yin-Yang Master instructed the Zhao family to lift the old lady's coffin and follow him.
Finally, they chose a burial site on a scenic mountain and reburied the old lady there.
As the only filial son, Zhao Qianci kowtowed again to express his longing for his mother.
According to the geomancer's instructions, the Zhao family must stay in their ancestral home for at least seven more days.
After descending the mountain and arriving in town, Zhao Qianci asked the question that had been weighing on his mind.
"I don't know who your mother offended back then. Your mother was suppressed with a talisman. Not only can your mother not enter the cycle of reincarnation, but the fortunes of her descendants are also not good."
Especially in the imperial examination system.
As soon as the geomancer finished speaking, Zhao Qianci's teeth grinding could be heard.
Need I even say it? The ones who don't want things to go well for me are definitely my father and stepmother.
Those two old guys always thought Zhao Qianci was unaware that they had been having an affair long before Zhao Qianci's mother was alive.
Otherwise, how could that woman's eldest son look so much like Zhao Qianci's father?
Even Zhao Qianci, who is nominally his biological son, doesn't resemble that old man that much.
What is there left to be confused about? I was plagued by bad luck during my exams back then, and now I've finally found the reason.
If it weren't for his own granddaughter's persistent good deeds and gradual dispelling of bad luck, he probably wouldn't even be able to pass the imperial examination now, let alone become a scholar; he'd probably still be struggling to pass the preliminary examination.
During their time in their ancestral home, the Zhao family ate all the local delicacies, especially various kinds of noodles.
One day, while the Zhao family was strolling and eating on the street, they were stopped by a father and son.
The old man stared intently at Zhao Changgeng's face.
The Zhao family was already a large group, and with the two teachers blocking their way, those behind them had no choice but to stop as well.
The old man pointed at Zhao Changgeng, his voice trembling.
"Big brother, are you the big brother? Are you Zhao Qianci?"
Zhao Changgeng was stunned. Zhao Qianci heard someone call his name and turned around to look.
He frowned. "This person looks somewhat familiar, but who exactly is this old guy?"
Looking again, Zhao Qianci's eyebrows almost stood up.
He stepped forward, grabbed the old man by the collar, and slammed him to the ground.
"Zhao Qianren, you're still alive? Truly, a scourge that lives on for a thousand years."
Is your wicked mother still alive?
Alright, what's there to be confused about? Just based on that name, he must be brothers with Zhao Qianci.
Looking at his murderous expression, it's no surprise he must be a stepmother's child.
After all, apart from Zhao Qianci's father, who fled with his wife and children overnight, the rest of the Zhao clan migrated south together.
All that remains are corpses.
Zhao Qianren never expected that the bastard from back then would still be alive.
Zhao Qianren's son, seeing his father being knocked down by a crazy old man, immediately protested.
"Have you lost your mind, old man? You're hitting people for no reason. I'm going to report you to the authorities."
Zhao Qianci looked at the boy's appearance.
"Hehe, you must be Zhao Qianren's son? Do you know who I am? Ask your father."
What did he do to me back then? How did he take advantage of his wicked mother to bully me?
Let him speak, let him speak in front of all these fellow villagers.
Your dad is an ingrate.
All that effort I put on his back since he was a baby was wasted! He actually conspired with your dear grandmother to poison my food before the imperial examination.
What's even more despicable is that they actually stole my identity documents when I wasn't paying attention.
Your grandma is a bad person, your dad isn't any better, and as for you, you're a complete scoundrel who can't tell right from wrong.
Ask your dad if he deserves a beating.
Zhao Qianren got up from the ground, dusted himself off,
"So many years have passed, and my eldest brother is still so impatient."
Where have you all been all these years? We just can't find any news about you.
It's so good that my brother is alive.
If you hadn't slept so soundly back then, our family wouldn't have been separated like this.
Judging from how my older brother looks now, he must be doing quite well.
Brother, would you like to come over to my house for a meal? We can catch up.
Although our parents are no longer here, they often talked about you, big brother, when they were alive.
When it comes to shamelessness, Zhao Qianren is definitely number one.
Zhao Qianci hadn't held back when he insulted him earlier.
This guy actually said it was because you were sleeping too soundly and couldn't escape with us.
That's your fault, not your parents' fault.
Furthermore, they went to great lengths to beautify the image of those two old men, portraying them as kind and righteous, far from the despicable characters you described.
You are clearly being unreasonable.
After Zhao Qianren's interruption, Zhao Qianci has now calmed down.
I just saw my enemy and I was extremely angry.
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