The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Zhao Mianmian is small and doesn’t seem to be very smart, but it must be said that her premonitions are absolutely accurate.

Someone was indeed plotting against her.

However, the ones who plotted against her were not the elders of the Zhao clan from Yaohe, but the uncle and his family invited by the old housekeeper from Qu County.

Four "Taoists" were jumping around in front of the ancestor's coffin in the middle of the mourning hall. Suddenly, there was a crisp "click" sound, and the copper bell in the hand of one of them suddenly broke and fell straight to the ground.

The copper bell was originally tied with a copper tongue, and a string of copper coins was tied to the copper tongue.

As it fell to the ground, four or five copper coins instantly broke free and rolled into the corner.

One of them rolled several times on the ground, and finally, under the gaze of everyone, it stopped shakily in front of Zhao Mianmian.

Zhao Mianmian stared at the copper coin that rolled in front of her and her eyelids twitched.

Zhao Mianmian: [Oh wow.]

The audience in her live broadcast room exclaimed: [Oh wow~~]

However, the ancestor's mourning hall suddenly became quiet.

But it was quiet for only a few blinks of an eye. After a moment, a buzz of discussion could be heard from the crowd watching the excitement.

"Ouch, what's going on?"

"Did you see clearly? The thing that was broken was really the magic weapon in the Taoist's hand?"

"It's absolutely true, it's the magic bell, my eyesight is very good!"

"It didn't break earlier or later, but it broke at this time. I think this is not auspicious."

"That's right, what do you think? Could it be..."

"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The ritual was interrupted halfway through, and the faces of several Taoist priests in yellow robes were not looking good.

The leader frowned, raised his hand, and counted with his fingers.

It wouldn’t matter if he didn’t calculate it, but after he did, his face turned pale and he took several steps back.

"Master, what are you doing..."

A man walked out from the crowd. He was over fifty years old and wearing a dark blue coat.

There was a piece of white cloth wrapped around the waist outside the coat, revealing the identity of the visitor.

It was Zhao Sheng, the eldest grandson of the ancestor's uncle, a cousin of Zhao Mianmian's father, and Zhao Mianmian had to call him uncle according to seniority.

That is, the one from Qu County as Fang's mother said...

Zhao family, uncle.

Seeing someone coming out to ask questions, the Taoist leader's face looked a little better, but it was still visibly blue-gray.

He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally waved his hands, looking like he didn't want to say more.

Then Zhao Sheng would understand, and ask a lady beside him who was wearing a dark blue plain skirt to come forward, take out a small red cloth bag from her waist, and put it into the hands of a little Taoist priest behind him.

[Oh my god, there was also the practice of stuffing red envelopes in ancient times. I thought this only happened now! ]

[Don't talk nonsense if you don't know what red envelope is. This is called yansheng money, which is used to ward off disasters and eliminate bad luck.]

[In the past, if someone encountered something that was difficult to talk about, or if they were unlucky, the host would give some money to the other party to get them to speak. This was not the same as giving red envelopes in modern times.]

[However, most people would just string copper coins together with red strings. This is the first time I have seen silver wrapped in red cloth.]

【Wow, the person above knows so much. 】

[Of course, this is our Professor Xu. In the field of ancient folklore, our Professor Xu is second to none, so no one dares to claim first place.]

[Professor Xu, I am Zhang Wenyu from the 24th class of folklore studies. Thank you for your attention to my graduation thesis this year [smile]]

【…】

Zhao Mianmian didn't care at all whether what Zhao Qian gave to the other party was a red envelope or some kind of talisman money. She just hoped that this group of people would give her a chance to be a waste and not to bother her, an orphan without parents.

But the reality went against his wishes. After the Taoist priest in yellow robe received the money, he began to "tell everything he knew."

"Judging from today's hexagram, it is indeed a disaster."

"The mansion's meridians are weak, which is a Yin sign. We should use Yang energy to support the spirit and offset this Yin sign, but it happened to be a Yin day and Yin time. If we rashly hold the funeral, I'm afraid there will be big problems!"

As soon as the Taoist priest in yellow robe said this, there was complete silence all around.

As it was an important matter concerning the ancestor's funeral, no one dared to say a word. They all stared with curious and gossipy eyes, and their gazes shifted between the Taoist priest and the Zhao family.

When he heard that the funeral could not be held, the old housekeeper became anxious.

In his entire life, he had never heard of a family being unable to hold the funeral after the coffin was placed in the coffin.

But after what the Taoist priest in yellow robe said, the bearers who were invited to carry the coffin became a little hesitant. They shrank back and hid, fearing that they would be involved in something unlucky.

The old butler had no choice but to order his men to prepare some more silver and stuff it into the wooden box brought by the Taoist priest in yellow robe.

"Master, this funeral is a big deal. Besides, the old ancestor has been away for three days, there is no reason to keep it at home any longer."

"Why don't you calculate it for me? Is there any way to crack it?"

Having earned another sum of money, the Taoist priest in yellow robe was immediately delighted.

But he did not show it on his face. He just glanced at Uncle Zhao inconspicuously and then started to make calculations on the ancestor's mourning hall.

The Taoist priest in yellow robe lit a stick of incense on the ground, held a cinnabar talisman and a peach wood sword in his hands, made a ritual gesture, and muttered something.

After one stick of incense goes out, the ritual is over.

The Taoist threw the incense ash into the air and said with half-closed eyes:

"It's not that there is no way to crack this. It just depends on whether the Zhao family is willing to give it up."

When they heard there was a solution, everyone pricked up their ears.

The old man of the Zhao family and the old housekeeper took a step forward without hesitation, and sandwiched the Taoist priest in yellow robe on the left and right.

[I have a bad feeling that this fake Taoist priest is going to take action against the anchor.]

[Isn't this obvious? Do you still need to rely on your hunch? ]

[Tsk tsk, don't mention it, I'm really curious about what tricks he can come up with. ]

[Hahaha, don't scare the host, her face is almost black. ]

From the perspective of the audience in the live broadcast room, Zhao Mianmian's face cannot be seen, but Zhao Mianmian's expression at the moment is not much better.

She didn't know what tricks those Zhao family members were going to play through the yellow-robed Taoist priest. She thought, at least they would give her a whole father and a whole son to the ancestor, so that three generations of her family could live together and send the ancestor to his final resting place in an orderly manner!

The Taoist priest in yellow robe had already colluded with others and was just pretending to do so, and then he brought out the words he had prepared in advance.

"Since the old lady's coffin cannot wait, I have to ask my sister to find a temple dedicated to Bodhi Patriarch and go there to pray for the old lady."

"After the 49 days are over, we will bring my sister back to exorcise the spirits, and the karma in the mansion will be broken by itself."

Uncle Zhao pretended to be shocked:

"Seventy-nine days? That long? Our sister Mian is only three years old, how can she endure it?"

The Taoist priest in yellow robe ignored his shock, half-opened his eyes, and added in front of everyone, neither hurriedly nor slowly:

"Not only that, we should leave sooner rather than later. We need to leave before the old lady is buried in the coffin."

"Otherwise, this great disaster cannot be avoided..."

[Huh? What does that mean? Are you going to kick the anchor out of the house? ? ]

[You are blind. It's not about driving him out of the house, it's about sending him out to be "saved", and it should be done before the ancestor's funeral.]

[Fuck, what a sinister trick! The host is the only child in her family, but they didn’t let her see the old ancestor off to his grave, and sent her away in front of the old ancestor. What’s their intention?]

[Tsk tsk, I wonder why your focus is the same as those ancient people, all on the funeral of the ancestors. Haven't you ever thought about what will happen to the host during the 49 days away from home? ]

【？ ？ ？ How do you say it? 】

[In ancient times, medical conditions were poor, and many children died young. How many accidents can a host have in a place where he is unfamiliar with forty-nine days? ? ]

[Fuck, so the host...]

[One thing is the accident. Another thing is that, looking at the conditions of the host's family, there must be some fixed assets such as farms and shops. After the old lady passed away, these things needed to be handed over by someone. That person tried every means to get rid of the host. I'm afraid he wanted to sideline the host and control the Zhao family's assets in his own hands. ]

[Although ancient fixed assets need to be registered with the government, as you know, if someone really empties them and leaves some bad debts, then it’s no different from having nothing.]

[Eh? No, you guys have analyzed so much, why don't you consider the host's identity? She is the eldest daughter of the Zhao family. How can she be sent away just because a few uncles say so? Can't the host just refuse directly? ? ]

【…】

[Reject? Don't forget, the anchor is now in a feudal society. ]

【??? What happened to feudal society? 】

[Hey, hey, hey, don't be silent, speak clearly! ]

[In feudal society...people would eat each other.]