The Prime Minister Seduced Me to have Babies!-Chapter 471: The Funeral Notice

Xiang City isn’t far from Qingshan Village, just over three hundred li. By carriage, it’s a three-and-a-half-day journey.

At the People’s Message Bureau, when they heard it was a death notification, they charged two liang of silver, sealed it in a white envelope with black borders, and sent it out with a fast horse. The messenger bypassed the county town at midnight and reached Qingshan Village.

Before dawn, the messenger didn’t want to ask around from door to door, so he rested at the village entrance for a while. As soon as the day broke, when people started moving around, the messenger immediately approached and asked, "Excuse me, uncle, where is the Jiang family, Jiang Hua’s household, located here?"

The villager gave the messenger directions and detailed the location, and the messenger quickly rode over.

Reaching the courtyard gate, the messenger knocked urgently, "bang bang bang bang."

Knocking on the door mustn’t be done chaotically.

Typically, the proper way is to knock three times, pause, then knock three more times.

Knocking should neither be too hurried nor too heavy, otherwise, people might curse, "Do you understand any manners at all, what kind of knocking is this!"

Because only death notifications are knocked like this.

At the Jiang Family, only Mr. Jiang was awake.

Old age brings shallower sleep; he woke earlier.

Hearing the increasingly urgent knocks, Mr. Jiang felt his heart skip a beat.

He didn’t dare to consider if the knocker was merely ignorant of the rules or if something had indeed happened. He dressed and got up, calling Jiang Hua as he walked out, "Third son, someone’s knocking at the door, see who it is."

By the time he reached the west wing, Jiang Hua emerged.

With a hastily thrown-on jacket, he went to open the door.

Mr. Jiang followed behind him.

As the door opened, the messenger handed over the letter and said, "Accept my condolences." Then he bowed and turned to leave. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Mr. Jiang and Jiang Hua were both stunned.

Mr. Jiang asked Jiang Hua, "What did he just say?"

Reflecting on the dim sky, the white-edged black envelope, and the messenger’s words, Jiang Hua felt a looming sense of dread.

He hurriedly called after the messenger, "Hey, hey, don’t go, who are you? Who wrote this letter?"

The messenger paused, "I deliver letters for Xiang City’s People’s Message Bureau, I don’t know who wrote it, I only deliver the letter."

Jiang Hua grew anxious, "But no one in our family can read; can you read it for us?"

The messenger shook his head, "Sorry, brother, I can’t read either."

Pointing at the envelope, he remarked, "Brother, this is a death notification; you should quickly find someone to help read it."

Listening, Mr. Jiang’s legs weakened, who, who exactly passed away?

Surely not the second son, it’s been merely five or six days since he left for Xiang City!

The messenger departed.

With trembling hands, Jiang Hua held the letter.

Few people in the village could read.

The closest would be the neighboring Zhao Lizheng.

With no other choice, Jiang Hua went to knock on the neighbor’s door.

Mr. Jiang was not in good shape, dazedly following Jiang Hua.

Before long, Zhao Lizheng opened the door.

The urgent knocks from the Jiang Family had already woken him; he lay in bed pondering, with such urgent knocks, likely something had happened.

After a while, hearing his own door knocked, he dressed and came to open it.

As the door swung open, he saw Jiang Hua holding a letter, face full of fear, saying, "Uncle Li Zheng, a letter came, and none of us can read it, could we trouble you to take a look?"

Zhao Lizheng’s heart sank at the sight of the black-edged envelope.

Holding the letter, he said, "Let’s go, outside it’s hard to see, we’ll go to your place and light a lamp to look."

On seeing the letter, it seemed to him one of those kinds of letters; he dared not bring such an ominous item into his home.