Chapter 761 Brother, I Am Late

A great scholar, Gong Liangxiao, passed away in his sleep.

He died at the age of sixty-six.

But until the old man's funeral was set up, Qin Yao's family of eight was still under the illusion that the person was still alive, but that his body had been placed in the coffin.

sad?

Can't feel sad at all.

I was so busy that my feet hit the back of my head.

Awang urgently took money to find a broker, bought the best ready-made coffin, and went to the outskirts of the city to find a cemetery.

Liu Ji was busy changing the teacher's birthday clothes, writing elegiac couplets, carving inscriptions, and recording his life events.

Qin Yao went to Wang Jin's home and asked the old lady about the funeral, and carefully recorded it for reference.

Yin Le Liu Fei swept away all the white cloth in the cloth shop and took his four children to rush to make mourning clothes.

Because the whole family felt that Gong Liangxiao had so many students and admirers in his life, and after the funeral was held, many people would definitely come to express their condolences.

Therefore, the funeral must be held with splendor.

Sufficient preparations must be made for food, drinks, banquets, mourning clothes, incense, candles, paper, and money.

However, after the mourning hall was set up, not a single student came to the door.

On the other hand, the neighbors, even though they were shocked to know that Liu Ji was actually a disciple of the great Confucian Gong Liangliao, they all actively came to help.

They only knew that this family paid filial piety to their teacher and did not care about any coup in the court.

Mr. Ding and his whole family came to express their condolences. When he saw Liu Ji, who was wearing linen and mourning, kneeling in front of the grave and holding the stele and seal carvings, he patted his shoulder sympathetically and said, "I am sorry and accept the change."

The assassination in the arena and the death of King Feng outside the city had already made the people of the capital understand the meaning of the emperor and queen.

At this time, only an unimportant eighth-grade official like him dared to take the risk and come to express condolences.

Liu Ji concentrated on carving the monument and said without raising his head: "Mr. Ding, go and have a meal. It tastes very good. I'll come when I'm done here."

Mr. Ding: "Okay."

"Oh, by the way." Liu Ji suddenly raised his head and told him, "Don't leave after eating. There will be a troupe coming over to perform in the evening."

Mr. Ding looked like an old man on the subway looking at his cell phone, "You also invited a theater troupe?"

Is this how a funeral is done?

How can this make people sad?

With a lot of questions in their heads, apart from the neighbors, the only guests who came to express their condolences, Mr. Ding’s family, started a day of eating, drinking and having fun at Gong Liangxiao’s funeral.

At midnight, the opera singers were all tired of singing, and the noisy courtyard became slightly quieter.

There was a thunder on the ground, and Lu Xiaofeng got into the mourning hall from nowhere, plopped down and knelt down on the futon beside her eldest brother: "Brother, I'm late!"

Liu Ji turned around in surprise, "Brother Feng, why are you here?"

Without waiting for Lu Xiaofeng to answer, she pushed the stone tablet in her hand into his arms and said, "Hold me for a while first!"

Before he finished speaking, the man hurried to the backyard hut.

But it suffocated him to death!

Lu Xiaofeng, who was still in the hall, was stunned, but there was no need to be so rude, right?

The guests had all dispersed, and they agreed to take turns keeping watch, so everyone in the family went back to their rooms to rest.

In the mourning hall hung with white streamers, a huge golden nanmu coffin was placed in the hall. The lid of the coffin had not yet been closed. Gong Liangling, dressed in a dark red birthday suit, was lying peacefully inside.

Lu Xiaofeng leaned slightly and could see a bit of clothes.

Right in front of the coffin, surrounded by white flowers tied with paper, there is a boy and a girl in colorful clothes, and there are several gold and silver mountains.

Under such a situation, the dim light all around and the cold wind blowing could make Lu Xiaofeng break into a cold sweat.

But the stone tablet in his arms was so heavy that he couldn't get up, so he had to kneel in front of the mourning hall and pray secretly - Mr. Gongliang, you and I have no hatred or grudges in our lives, please don't cause trouble for me!

Suddenly, a black shadow fell from above his head.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened and she slowly turned around to see a woman in white with disheveled hair standing behind her, leaning over and looking at her suspiciously.

Those black and white eyes came up and frightened him so much that he screamed "Ah!"

Qin Yao: "."

After waiting for the handsome young man in front of him to stop screaming, Qin Yao crossed her arms and asked:

"Who are you? Why are you at my house? Where is Liu Ji?"

Lu Xiaofeng blinked her big eyes, she could speak human language!

"My eldest brother has gone to the latrine. I will take his place for a while. I am my eldest brother and his younger brother Lu Xiaofeng. Wait, are you the sister-in-law?" Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up and she asked excitedly.

Qin Yao looked at this stupid young man with clear eyes and nodded, "As expected of brother Liu Ji, Lu Xiaofeng, I know you."

Qin Yao stretched out her hand, held his hand and shook it up and down, "Nice to meet you."

Lu Xiaofeng was completely flattered, and her sister-in-law shook his hand!

Qin Yao picked up the candlestick in front of the coffin and replaced the almost burned out lotus lanterns around the coffin.

While busy, he asked Lu Xiaofeng: "It's already curfew, how did you get in?"

Lu Xiaofeng chuckled and said sheepishly: "Well, I got in through a dog hole."

Afraid that Qin Yao would not be able to imagine it, Lu Xiaofeng emphasized specifically, "It's the wall on the east side of the archway of your Kuanzhengfang. There is a wheelbarrow under the wall. Move the car away, and there will be a dog hole underneath. If you climb in, you can directly enter Kuanzhengfang. It’s official!”

He's awesome~

There are no dog holes in the capital that he doesn’t know about!

Qin Yao was speechless.

When all the lotus lanterns were replaced, Liu Ji finally came back.

"Madam, why don't you sleep more?" Liu Ji asked in surprise.

Qin Yao put down the candlestick in her hand and replied, "I can't sleep. The funeral will be held tomorrow morning. Stay with the old man for a while longer."

Liu Ji saw how hard Qin Yao had worked these days and was afraid that she was too tired, so he advised:

"My brother Feng and I are here. It's okay. Go and rest, my lady. I'll call you in the morning."

Qin Yao waved her hand, found a cushion, and knelt in front of the mourning hall with the two of them. She took out the paper money, rolled it up one by one, and put it in the basin to burn.

Lu Xiaofeng was very excited, "I'll come too!"

The three of them knew it tacitly, and no one mentioned whether there would be anyone to attend the funeral tomorrow.

Because there was a high probability that there would be no one.

Lu Xiaofeng originally planned to accompany his eldest brother tonight to finish the last night and then leave.

But now he decided to disguise himself as a servant of his eldest brother and sister-in-law's family and attend the funeral for Gong Liangliao together.

The sky gradually brightened.

The magicians invited by Qin Yao came from the guest house and began the final coffin sealing ceremony.

Liu Ji, who had always been very good, suddenly realized that he would never see his teacher again when the coffin lid was about to close, and burst into tears.

Seeing his elder brother crying, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help crying, and the two of them threw themselves on the coffin to prevent it from being sealed.

The masters tried to persuade and pull, and the scene was so sad that anyone who heard it would cry.

The four brothers and sisters of Dalang, who were all very good, also started to cry.

In the end, the whole courtyard was filled with crying, and passers-by knew that someone had died as soon as they heard it, and they stopped to look, feeling that the descendants of this family were pure and filial.

The crying continued until the coffin was sealed and carried out. (End of this chapter)