The breath of the supervisor?
Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask, Yang Qianhuan's figure disappeared in front of him. Then, the desolate bird calls outside disappeared.
Then, the back of the white-robed sorcerer returned to the cabin. He still had his back to Xu Qi'an, but he lowered his head, as if looking at something in his palm.
"The teacher sent me a rebirth pill." Yang Qianhuan's voice was full of confusion and puzzlement.
"Rebirth pill?" Xu Qi'an asked back.
"Oh, do you know the allusion of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly?" Yang Qianhuan said.
"Breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly is not an allusion, it's all an old-fashioned routine story, as familiar as the story after the rain. Senior Brother Yang, please get down to business." Xu Qi'an waved his hand to interrupt Yang Qianhuan's pretense.
Yang Qianhuan's pretense was awkward and boring.
"Oh oh..." Yang Qianhuan didn't care. He was actually a straightforward and gentle person. He didn't have the arrogance and airs of those high-level strong men. He just liked to show off a little.
"The main ingredient of the Tuotai Pill is the pupa of the nine-winged golden butterfly, which is made into a pill with the help of a secret recipe. Taking it can prolong life and transform one's body.
"Transformation is not a lie. After taking this medicine, one will enter a deep sleep within half an hour, just like a silkworm pupa cocooning. All vitality in the body is restrained, and the person is in a state of suspended death, and even the soul will be extinguished.
"In this process, the old body is like a cocoon, nurturing a new body. So it is called Tuotai Pill. However, this medicine is a life-saving elixir. It can only be taken when the body is severely injured and on the verge of death."
I wonder if taking this kind of pill means that I am a virgin again? Xu Qi'an was surprised and asked, "So powerful?"
"It's magical, but it's not very practical." Yang Qianhuan shook his head: "If someone can kill me, I won't have the opportunity to take the rebirth pill. High-level warriors always fight to the point of being crushed to ashes."
"Then what about taking it normally?" Xu Qi'an asked.
"It just prolongs life, at most it makes the body better. Although it's not bad, it's useless compared to its high cost of refining. The teacher has only refined one furnace and three pills in a decade."
Xu Qi'an nodded suddenly. This pill is not of high use value. He wondered, "Why did the supervisor give you this thing..."
After saying that, Xu Qi'an was stunned.
Yang Qianhuan was also stunned.
The two were silent for a while, and said in unison:
"Isn't it for me?"
"Is it for you?"
Another silence.
My teacher asked me to go to Yunzhou to look after Xu Qi'an, and now he sent me the Rebirth Pill... But I don't need this thing at all. Junior Sister Caiwei, a low-level sorcerer, doesn't need it easily... If it's not for Xu Qi'an, who else can it be given to?
It just so happened that Xu Qi'an came back to life, and I was worried about how to explain the reason, and the Rebirth Pill was sent at this time...
Yang Qianhuan's mind flashed.
This Rebirth Pill is obviously tailor-made for me, just to solve my current troubles... And Senior Brother Yang doesn't need this kind of medicine at all... But how did the Supervisor know that I needed the Rebirth Pill?
He knows my current situation and knows that I came back to life? Then, the Supervisor probably knows that the broken arm of Monk Shenshu is in my body?
At this moment, Xu Qi'an's brain was working at high speed, and many details of the Sangpo case flashed by quickly.
There are demons lurking in the Jiaofangsi, but the Supervisor turned a blind eye.
Monk Shenshu's broken arm escaped from Sangpo, and the Supervisor pretended to be sick and watched.
Heng Hui went on a killing spree in the capital and destroyed the Pingyuan Earl's Mansion. Although he had a magic weapon that could shield his breath, could it shield the Supervisor of the first-grade sorcerer?
The remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom released the severed arm of the monk Shen Shu, but secretly sent it to my residence, letting it parasitize on my body and nurture the severed arm... This means that I am the only one in the capital who can nurture the monk Shen Shu... and the biggest secret of me is my weird luck.
In other words, the demons know the weirdness of me, but I have never had much contact with the demons except for beating a reptile and a gray fox in my life.
Wait!
The Supervisor knows the weirdness of me, he gave me a black gold long sword, and secretly gave me the unique skill of "Heaven and Earth Slash"... Damn, it's terrifying to think about it.
Two guesses emerged in my mind: one, the Supervisor colluded with the demons. Two, the Supervisor knew the demons' plan, but for some reason chose to stand aside and watch.
Xu Qi'an was more inclined to the first guess, because if the Supervisor had not revealed the secrets in his body to the demons, how did the demons know his specialness? He had not had close contact with the demons.
If Xu Qi'an would be grateful for Wei Yuan's gift and would accept it with peace of mind, then the Supervisor's gift, to use a popular saying now:
All gifts given by fate have already been secretly marked with a price.
Yang Qianhuan flicked his finger, and the rebirth pill fell into Xu Qi'an's arms, "After taking it, you can return to Beijing with peace of mind. When someone asks about it, just say that this is a pill given by the Sitianjian. You knew that your life and death were unpredictable, so you took the rebirth pill in advance.
"Then the effect of the medicine took effect, and you entered a state of rebirth, which was the same as death. Governor Zhang and others thought you died in battle, but in fact you just fell into a deep sleep. "
"This is the best way at the moment. Thank the Supervisor for me. "Xu Qi'an picked up the orange-yellow translucent pill and held it in his palm. He did not take it, but took out a few letters and said with a smile:
"I guess he will sleep until he reaches the capital. The smart Sea King will never let himself die socially."
After a pause, Xu Qi'an added: "At least he can't die a second time. "
After saying this, his aura trembled, and the letter broke into flying pieces of paper.
The official ship passed through the snow curtain, broke through pieces of thin ice, and slowly sailed towards the capital.
....
At the time of Si, the snow that had fallen for a day and a night finally stopped.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was wearing a fox fur coat, walking through the magnificent scenery of white snow. He was handsome and tall, with excellent appearance.
Although Xu Qian'an once complained about the sons of Emperor Yuan Jing, none of them could fight... Xu Dalang's reference was not himself, but his younger brother Xu Erlang.
But in fact, the crown prince was a handsome guy. Emperor Yuan Jing was very handsome when he was young, and Concubine Chen was a beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance. This is why there was a beautiful girl like Bian Bian. As the crown prince of the brother, naturally he would not be much worse.
Arriving at Concubine Chen's palace, the crown prince untied the fox fur and handed it to the palace maid who came to greet him.
Entering the house, the room was warm like spring, and the refreshing fragrance came to the nose.
Concubine Chen came out with two maids, smiling and saying, "Why didn't Lin'an come?"
The prince waved his hand, sat down by himself, and drank and ate with the maids serving him.
"Well... this wine tastes good."
The prince was surprised.
"It's the Hundred Days Spring sent by the Queen Mother. It's nourishing and healthy. You should drink more." Concubine Chen smiled kindly and told the maids to pour wine.
The mother and son ate while chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Because Emperor Yuan Jing was obsessed with cultivating immortals and was not interested in women, the harem had long been a stagnant pool of water, lonely and bored. Even if the ladies wanted to fight in the palace, they couldn't find a reason to start a war.
Therefore, the prince and Lin'an often came to visit his mother, eat and chat with her, and relieve their loneliness.
"Is Lin'an feeling unwell? The person I sent to invite her reported that Lin'an was hiding in the room and no one was around. " Concubine Chen frowned slightly.
"She..." The prince sighed: "Mother, do you think Lin'an is also old enough to get married?"
Concubine Chen was stunned and nodded helplessly: "Your Majesty is obsessed with Taoism and doesn't care about your marriage. The Queen, as the legitimate mother, lives in seclusion and doesn't even care about the affairs of the Fourth Prince and Huaiqing, let alone Lin'an."
The prince chewed his food and nodded: "I think it's better to marry Lin'an off as soon as possible."
Concubine Chen looked at the prince carefully and frowned: "Why do you say that, Prince? "
The prince did not answer and drank silently.
He was very sure that Lin'an had some feelings for the copper gong. At the age of a young girl in love, Lin'an was the kind of girl who was spoiled and willful, but actually had a simple mind, and was most likely to be deceived by others.
Usually no one dared to get close to her, so there was no clue.
Once a man who suited her taste appeared, that kind of feelings would grow and thrive.
Lin'an's recent depressed performance was evidence.
Fortunately, the copper gong had died, but the prince also realized that Lin'an was old enough to get married.
"Drink less, drink less..." Concubine Chen frowned and advised.
Thinking about things in his heart and worrying about his sister's emotional problems, His Royal Highness the Prince drank too much without realizing it, and he felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.
The beautiful palace maids around him also looked attractive at this moment.
"Mother, I'll go back first. "The prince burped and stood up to say goodbye.
The cold current hit him, and the air outside was fresh. The prince felt much more comfortable with the cool wind.
He returned with his guards. On the way, he saw a palace maid waiting on the side of the road. When she saw the prince and his party, she immediately came up to them and saluted:
"Your Highness, Concubine Fu invites you to come over for a chat. "
.....
Shaoyin Palace.
Bian Bian pushed open the window, and in her sight, the whole courtyard was covered with white snow, pure and flawless.
Her eyes were red and swollen like peaches. She just read the letter sent by the dog slave, and cried again.
The wording of the letter was serious and humorous. When she read the letter, the voice and smile of the dog slave would appear in her mind.
But Lin An knew that she would never see such a smile again. That person died in Yunzhou. He would lie in a cold coffin, drifting thousands of miles away, quietly and silently returning to the capital.
What made her even more sad was that as a princess, she couldn't even attend his funeral.
The cold wind blew on her face, freezing her to the bone. She reached out and touched it, and found that tears were coming again.
"Why are you crying? It's just a dog slave who died. It's just a dog slave who died..." Bia Bia wiped away her tears angrily, but the more she wiped, the more tears came.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
An anxious cry came from outside, and Lin'an's personal maid slammed the door open with a "bang".
Her face turned blue from the cold wind, and her thick cotton shoes were covered with dirty water stains and snow foam.
Lin'an quickly turned sideways and wiped away her tears in a hurry, but the maid's next words shocked her.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is in prison."
It was a bolt from the blue, and Lin'an screamed: "What?! "
......
Imperial Study.
Emperor Yuan Jing sat on the dragon throne with a gloomy face. The Dali Temple, Wei Yuan, and the Minister of Justice stood in the hall. The three of them represented the three highest judicial officials in Dafeng.
Wei Yuan was the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate.
"Your Majesty, this is the list given by the coroner. Please take a look." The Minister of Justice handed over the autopsy report of Concubine Fu.
The eunuch took the autopsy list and handed it to Emperor Yuan Jing. The latter just glanced at it and asked expressionlessly:
"Has Concubine Fu been defiled?"
"This..." The Minister of Justice whispered: "The coroner only did a rough inspection and did not dare to disturb Concubine Fu's body. Your Majesty, please ask the old maid in the palace to check it."
Emperor Yuan Jing said in a deep voice: "Where is that beast?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been confined in the bedroom, waiting for Your Majesty's decision."
"Send it to the Dali Temple. "Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at the three people with a sharp look, "I want to get the result within three days."
"Your Majesty, this matter is serious, I am afraid three days will not be enough." Dali Temple said.
"I will only give you three days." Emperor Yuan Jing's face was cold.
"Your Majesty, Duke Wei has many talented people under his command, and he has repeatedly solved major cases. Why not transfer this case to the Censorate." The Minister of the Ministry of Justice suggested.
The Minister of the Dali Temple thought it was great.
"There are so many talented people, who do you mean, Lord Shangshu?" Wei Yuan calmly glanced at the two ministers, and then looked at Emperor Yuan Jing: "The people who can do things have died in Yunzhou. "
The Minister of Justice and the Minister of Dali Temple looked at each other. The bronze gong that had solved many strange cases was broken in Yunzhou. A few days ago, the two of them secretly applauded.
Now that the person who passed the blame was gone, the Minister of Justice and the Minister of Dali Temple suddenly felt a little complicated.
Concubine Fu died. It was suspected that she was humiliated by the prince. In shame and anger, she jumped from the attic, broke the guardrail, and fell to death.
The context of the case is like this-this afternoon, the prince returned from drinking with Concubine Chen, and somehow went to Concubine Fu's palace.
Then Concubine Fu fell to her death in dishevel.
This matter not only concerns the face of the royal family, but once the prince's guilt is confirmed, it will involve the dispute over the foundation of the country. The interests involved are too complicated. The Minister of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice are unwilling to take this hot potato.
Emperor Yuan Jing frowned. He knew that Wei Yuan was talking about Xu Qian'an, the bronze gong that died in Yunzhou. Usually, he just thought that the bronze gong was an eyesore and annoying.
But when there was a case, Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly realized that the bronze gong was actually very useful. It was such a pity that he died.
"Bang!"
Emperor Yuan Jing slammed the table and cursed, "There are so many talented people in Dafeng, but without a bronze gong, can't we solve the case?"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me."
The three ministers bowed at the same time.
At this time, an eunuch hurriedly came to the outside of the imperial study, bowed his head without crossing the threshold.
This meant that something happened outside. Emperor Yuan Jing was facing the door, and he could see the eunuch, but it was up to Emperor Yuan Jing to decide whether to summon him or not.
"What's going on outside?" Emperor Yuan Jing's tone was filled with suppressed anger.
The chief eunuch hurriedly called the eunuch outside the door in.
"Reporting to your majesty, Princess Lin'an wants to see you." The eunuch said.
Princess Lin'an came to see you at this moment, and it was obvious that it was for the prince's business.
Emperor Yuan Jing pinched his eyebrows, "Let her go back, I won't see her these days."
...
The eunuch took the order and went out, and came to the outside of the imperial study. Under the high steps, Lin'an, who was wearing a red fox fur coat, had a round face, and a charming and passionate temperament, was waiting anxiously.
Two personal maids accompanied her.
"Second Princess, His Majesty is gone. You should go back." The eunuch whispered.
Lin'an bit her lip and refused to leave stubbornly.
She waited outside the imperial study. Before long, the top figure of the Three Judicial Departments came out. The Minister of Justice said, "Ouch":
"Your Highness, it's freezing cold. Don't be stubborn. Take care of your precious body and don't catch a cold."
The Dali Temple Minister echoed, "When the snow melts, it's the coldest. You can't stand the cold. What are you two doing? Take Your Highness back quickly."
Lin'an shook her head and refused to leave.
The two maids were in a dilemma.
Wei Yuan wrapped up her robe and walked in front of Lin'an. Her nose was red from the cold, but because of her fair skin, it was pink and looked a little cute.
The lady in blue clothes said gently, "I have a few questions for your Highness."
Wei Yuan was one of the few powerful officials who dared to call himself "I" in front of the royal nobles.
Lin'an's slightly dull eyes moved, "Please speak, Lord Wei."
"Do the princess and the prince often go to Concubine Chen's place?"
"My brother the prince and I often go to accompany my mother." Lin'an sniffed.
"Do you drink too?"
"Yes."
"Do you often get drunk?"
"Not much, but my brother the prince does drink a lot."
"Did you have any contact with Concubine Fu in the past? Does the prince often go to other places in the harem?"
"Of course not." Lin'an said loudly, "My brother the prince knows that he is not a legitimate son, and he has always been cautious. How could he do such a treasonous thing?"
Wei Yuan bowed and turned to leave.
The Minister of Justice and the Minister of the Supreme Court followed him.
The cold wind howled, Lin An shivered, biting her lip. Her shoulders were thin, her red dress was like fire, and the snow was beautiful and desolate.
This wait lasted two hours.
Her body gradually froze, her legs lost sensation, her lips turned blue, and Lin An's heart seemed to be frozen.
"Why are you still here?" A familiar voice came from behind.
She twisted her neck stiffly and looked back. It was the annoying Huai Qing.
Huai Qing was wearing a beautiful white palace dress embroidered with gorgeous plum blossoms, with firm breasts and a thin waist. Her cold temperament blended perfectly with the snow.
She seemed to be an out-of-this-world fairy.
Although there was no bronze mirror, Bian Bian knew that she was like a poor quail shivering in the cold wind.
The difference was immediately judged.
"Are you here to laugh at me?" Bian Bian turned her head aggrievedly, trying not to let the tears flow down.
Huaiqing looked cold and said to the two maids, "How did you serve the Second Prince? Come on, drag them away and beat them to death."
"Yes!"
The guards behind Huaiqing immediately stepped out.
"Stop!" Lin'an turned around and tried to stop them, but she overestimated herself. Her legs were frozen stiff, and she staggered and fell to the ground.
Lin'an was very anxious and cried, "Huaiqing, you dare to kill my people?"
Huaiqing came over, looked down at her, and said lightly, "The maid who failed in her duty, even if I kill her now, my father will not say a word to me.
"I give you two choices, either continue to stand here, I don't bother to care about you, but I will chop you off. Or go back and don't embarrass yourself here."
Bian Bian stood up with the help of the maids. Perhaps because she was unwilling to admit defeat in front of Huaiqing, she wiped away her tears, pushed the two maids away, and stared at Huaiqing:
"I don't believe that the prince brother would do such a thing. "
"What does it have to do with me?" Huaiqing said coldly.
Bian Bian choked, bit her lip, staggered forward, took a few steps, paused, did not turn around, and said unwillingly:
"If he was still here, he would definitely clear my prince brother's name."
The red-clothed girl stumbled away.
Watching Lin'an's back, which was getting farther and farther away, Princess Huaiqing let out a breath.
"Your Highness, the second princess doesn't appreciate it, why bother."
The chief guard said helplessly.
"Do I need her to appreciate it?" Huaiqing snorted coldly.
"Your Majesty is so cruel that he let the second princess stand outside for so long." The chief guard said.
Huaiqing's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Go back and slap her fifty times."
The chief guard suddenly realized, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in the winter, "I deserve to die. "
....
When the snow melted, the official ship carrying the remains of the night watchmen who died in the line of duty arrived at the customs outside the capital. After inspection, it entered the capital along the canal and anchored at the dock of the capital.
The three Tongluo on the official ship moved the coffins carrying the bodies of their colleagues off the ship, hired several cargo carts and several porters.
Yinluo Minshan squinted his eyes, stood on the dock, and looked at the prosperous capital. He felt a sigh of vicissitudes of life and things have changed.
After going back and forth in Yunzhou, there are fewer old friends.
The changes of fortune and misfortune in the world make people helpless.
After returning to the government office and handing over the five coffins to the department that specializes in receiving the dead, Yinluo Minshan entered the side hall and poured himself a cup of hot water.
In the inner hall where the coffins were parked, several officials pushed open the coffins, and a faint smell of decay spread out.
The cold weather preserved the corpse well, but it still began to rot.
The officials were used to seeing corpses. They took pills to drive away evil spirits and poison, and put on sweat towels to cover their mouths and noses. They checked the bodies and chatted.
"Three Yinluo died at once. The loss is really heavy."
"Yunzhou has rebelled. This is already a small loss. But it's a pity for Xu Tongluo."
"Yes, although he has only been in office for a few months, he is already a big shot in the government. Everyone knows that Duke Wei appreciates him. He just left like this."
"Hey, what do you think the courtesans of the Jiaofang Division will react to the news of Xu Tongluo's death?"
"What kind of loyalty can women in a brothel have?"
"But Fuxiang is Xu Tongluo's lover."
"Why do you know that Fuxiang is Xu Tongluo's lover?"
"Who in the capital doesn't know. "
"Eh….Xu Tongluo's body is the most intact, and the stench is so faint that it is unbearable."
"Let me see….Oh, the skin is broken when rubbed, cover it back."
After an incense stick of time, the clerk who had washed his hands and face found Min Shan and said, "Min Yinluo, the number of relics is consistent with the list, and the identification is completed. You can leave."
Min Shan nodded slightly and turned away.
Haoqi Tower.
There was a sound of footsteps, and a black-clothed clerk went upstairs, whispered a few words to his colleagues who were guarding outside, and turned downstairs.
The clerk on duty outside came in and reported respectfully: "Mr. Wei, the official ship from Yunzhou has arrived, and the bones of the three Yinluo and two Tongluo have been sent back to the government office. The identification is correct."
Wei Yuan looked up, was silent for a moment, and nodded: "Each of them will be sent to their relatives. "
He did not mention the relics, even though he knew that the fragments of the Earth Book were in Xu Qiyan's possession.
.....
Stargazing Tower, Bagua Terrace.
A figure in white appeared on the stage, accompanied by a clear and long chant: "Holding the bright moon and picking the stars, the world..."
The voice suddenly got stuck and could not come out.
A few seconds later, Yang Qianhuan said weakly: "Teacher, I'm back."
"Yes." The supervisor did not look back.
The master and apprentice stood back to back, without hugging.
"Xu Qiyan has returned to Beijing smoothly. This trip to Yunzhou was safe and sound." Yang Qianhuan finished speaking, and seeing that the supervisor did not speak, he asked:
"What happened to Xu Qiyan? He was able to come back to life. Why do you value him so much?
"Also, Yunzhou actually has a third-grade sorcerer. Well, at least he is third-grade, but where else in the world can you find a sorcerer of this level except our Sitianjian?"
The Supervisor said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about Xu Qian'an's affairs. I will make the decision myself."
Junior Sister Caiwei is right. You are just an old man, very bad... Yang Qianhuan secretly complained.
"As for that guy in Yunzhou, you don't have to worry about him. Even if the master tells you, you won't hear it." The supervisor said.
Yang Qianhuan was about to leave when the helpless voice of the supervisor came from behind: "Release Song Qing for the master."
"What did Song Qing do again?"
"He became a man."
"..." Yang Qianhuan was amazed: "Song Qing is the first person in history to develop alchemy to this level."
Then, he criticized: "But his character flaws are too big, he is stubborn and refuses to be promoted."
How good are you... The supervisor's mouth twitched.
"Keep an eye on him for the master, don't let him do stupid things again, your fifth sister will come out of retreat in a few days. The second brother is not in the capital, you should take care of the brothers and sisters." The supervisor said.
"Fifth sister came out of retreat? She also successfully promoted to the fourth rank like me and became a formation master?" Yang Qianhuan said in surprise.
"Shangyuan."
"In that case, Lao Wu doesn't want to live anymore?" Yang Qianhuan was surprised.
"Her chance for promotion has come." The supervisor said meaningfully.
.....
Xu's Mansion.
A white soul-calling banner was hung on the plaque of the gate, and the red lanterns were replaced with white lanterns.
After receiving the pension, the Xu's Mansion began to arrange the funeral, but they didn't know the exact time when Dalang's body would be sent back to the capital, and the people in the mansion had not yet put on mourning clothes.
These days, the atmosphere in the mansion was very heavy. The master became silent, the lady shed tears from time to time, and Erlang pretended to be calm, but often in a daze. Miss Lingyue had lost her spirit. Miss Lingyin had become as thin as a melon seed face.
In the first two days, the little bean often woke up crying in the middle of the night, shouting that she wanted to find her eldest brother.
The world of a child is very small, with only a few family members. Suddenly one of them is missing, and the world is incomplete.
That morning, the Xu family finally waited for Dalang's body. He was lying in a coffin and was transported back to the house by a cart.
Xu Pingzhi received the news and rushed out of the door like crazy, but when he saw the coffin on the cart, he suddenly didn't dare to go forward.
Xu Pingzhi walked to the coffin, stretched out his hand, and pressed the coffin board...
Tongluo, who was responsible for delivering the body, glanced at him and whispered, "Master Xu, let's go into the house first."
Xu Pingzhi suddenly came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and said "hmm".
Once they saw Dalang's body, the family might not be able to bear it. Crying at the gate would be disgraceful for both the living and the dead.
The coffin was delivered to the mourning hall. The atmosphere here made the night watchman feel suffocated. He didn't want to stay any longer and clasped his fists and said, "Master Xu, I'll take my leave first."
Xu Pingzhi responded hoarsely, "No."
In the mourning hall, Aunt, Erlang, and Xu Lingyue sisters stared at the coffin silently. No one spoke, as if waiting for something.
Xu Pingzhi knew that as the head of the family, there were some things he had to do. For example, he had to face his nephew's body and the surging sadness first.
The coffin board was slowly pushed open, and Xu Qian'an lay in the coffin. His skin was dry and dull, and his lips had lost their color.
He had been dead for a long time.
The trace of luck in his heart was shattered. Although he had prepared himself mentally, at this moment, the sadness that surged like a tidal wave still engulfed the whole family.
Aunt and Xu Lingyue supported the coffin and cried loudly. Uncle Xu was a little unsteady and his lips were shaking. Xu Erlang turned his head away, not looking at his elder brother's remains, his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists, his knuckles white.
Xu Lingyin leaned forward slightly, leaned forward, opened her hands behind her back, and cried "Ah Ah Ah" towards the coffin.
It's so noisy... Who the hell disturbed my sleep... Xu Qian'an thought to himself.
He seemed to be floating in the boundless void, with no place to go, no one to rely on. There was only noisy crying in his ears.
I should be home... Is this crying from my aunt? Oh, my aunt actually cried for me? Isn't her catchphrase: Xu Ningyan, you bastard, you are my enemy in my previous life, and I will collect debts in this life... Xu Qian'an thought vaguely.
He distinguished the crying of his aunt and two sisters from the crying.
The crying lasted for a long time, then turned into sobbing, and turned into sobbing.
Time passed and it was dark.
This is what Xu Qian'an learned from the conversation between his second uncle and Erlang.
The relatives and friends of the Xu family will not be able to come to see Xu Dalang's remains until tomorrow. Tonight, my family will keep vigil for him.
This should be the second time I died. The first time was alcohol poisoning... Damn, the 120g wife was not deleted. It's embarrassing to think about it... Fortunately, there are no computers and mobile phones in this world. Oh, this world has brothels and music bureaus, and hard drive wives have no place to use.
Tomorrow, the whole village will come to my house for dinner... Huaiqing and Lin'an are princesses, and their identities are not convenient. They probably can't come... Caiwei will definitely come. If she doesn't come, I will divorce her when I wake up... Will Fuxiang come? Oh, she probably doesn't know my "death news" yet.
"Mom, go back to your room and rest first. My second brother and I will stay here to keep vigil for my eldest brother." Xu Lingyue cried.
Then it was the aunt who spoke: "Your eldest brother has been floating on the river for so long. Now that he has returned home, we can't let him be alone. Mom is fine, and I will stay here.
"When your father handed him to me, he was as big as a palm. How could I have the experience of taking care of children at that time? Your father was a soldier and had no money, so he couldn't afford a wet nurse. I boiled goat milk for him to drink, and took care of him every day in a hurry..."
At this point, the aunt was filled with grief.
Xu Qian'an suddenly realized that his aunt actually loved him, although the aunt and nephew had a very stiff and unhappy quarrel later.
Xu Qian'an was a little moved.
"He is more and more annoying as he grows up. Among the three of you, he is the ugliest and the most capable of making trouble. Whenever I show concern for you and Erlang, he gets jealous and thinks that I treat him badly and that he is a child without a mother..."
"Don't say it." Uncle Xu said angrily.
"Why can't I say it. "Aunt screamed, "I raised him with all my heart, and now he's gone. If I'd known, I might as well have raised a mouse."
She burst into tears.
"Master, Madam." Doorman Lao Zhang hurried over and stood outside the mourning hall, saying, "A girl came outside and said she wanted to keep vigil for Dalang."
Who?
This doubt flashed through Xu Qian'an's mind, and also through the minds of his second uncle and aunt.
"She said her name was Fuxiang." Doorman Lao Zhang said.
Xu Ershu and Xu Dalang's faces darkened at the same time.
Xu Qian'an, who doesn't go to brothels, Xu Erlang, a gentleman, Xu Pingzhi, a loving wife who cares about his family... Xu Qian'an smiled bitterly in his heart.
Xu Ershu glanced at his wife and nodded slightly, "I'll go outside to see her."
Aunt looked at her husband's back, wiped her tears, and asked her son beside her, "Erlang, who is Fuxiang? "
Just by listening to the name, it is clear that she is not a girl from a decent family.
Xu Erlang said with a heavy nasal tone: "Fuxiang is the most beautiful girl in the Jiaofang Division. It is said that she admires your poetry very much."
Xu Lingyue, who was kind and elegant, frowned. She came to the door late at night and kept vigil for her brother. The relationship must be extraordinary.
Uncle Xu saw Fuxiang in the front hall. She was wearing a white long skirt and a small white flower on her head. She was dressed very simply.
The moment he saw Fuxiang, the anger in Uncle Xu's heart suddenly dissipated, because this woman had a sad look, pink eyes, and the sadness between her eyebrows could not be faked.
"Miss Fuxiang, why are you visiting so late at night?" Uncle Xu said in a deep voice.
"Sir Xu, I want to keep vigil for Xu Lang..." Fuxiang stood up and saluted.
"This is not appropriate. "Second Uncle Xu refused on the spot.
Although the Xu family is not a family of scholars, it is also a respectable family with rules. Fuxiang has no name or status, so why should she guard Dalang's body?
"When I entered the mansion, I sent away the escorts of the Jiaofangsi. Now I can't go back to the inner city, and the outer city is not safe. If Lord Xu insists on sending me away, then I will leave. "Fuxiang said softly.
....Xu Pingzhi sighed, this woman really had deep feelings for Dalang.
When she arrived at the mourning hall and saw Xu Qi'an's remains, Fuxiang, who had been trying to remain calm, finally collapsed. She had just received news from the madam of the Jiaofangsi today, and learned the sad news that Xu Qi'an had died in the line of duty.
She fainted on the spot, and cried for a long time after waking up, intending to send Xu Qi'an off for the last time.
Xu Lingyue listened to Fuxiang's shrill cry, and suddenly realized the relationship between this woman and her eldest brother.
Fuxiang did not stay in the Xu mansion to guard the spirit, and left very sensibly. Xu Pingzhi wanted to keep her at the mansion overnight, but he didn't expect that Fuxiang's words just now were a lie to him. How could the Jiaofangsi let a courtesan out of sight?
The reason why Fuxiang said that was because she was afraid that the Xu family would not agree to her seeing Xu Qi'an for the last time.
.......
The next day, Xu's relatives and friends came to pay their respects.
Xu Qiyan's grandfather had only two sons. The old man of the Xu family died on the battlefield 20 years ago. Now his sons have also died in the lineage, and the incense of this lineage has been cut off.
The Xu family sighed.
In addition to the Xu family, Xu Qiyan's former superiors, Changle County Magistrate Zhu and Captain Wang and other quick hands also came.
After seeing the remains, Magistrate Zhu sighed: "Ning Yan died young, what a pity, what a pity."
Captain Wang and others were full of sadness and sighs.
"I wonder if Ning Yan left a last word?" Magistrate Zhu asked.
Xu Pingzhi shook his head.
If possible, I would like to experience a black man carrying a coffin... Xu Qiyan complained humorously. His consciousness has gradually recovered, but his body is still in a state of suspended animation.
"Miss Caiwei, what are you doing? "
Suddenly, Xu Erlang's angry voice came.
Then, it was Chu Caiwei's voice: "I, I just want to confirm..."
Her voice sounded a little sad.
Jinluo Nangong Qianrou and Zhang Kaitai also began to pay their respects. When looking at the remains, Lao Zhang sighed and said: "Such a genius died prematurely. It is inevitable that Duke Wei is in a bad mood recently."
Zhang Kaitai is one of the few Jinluo who knows Xu Qi'an's qualifications.
"Bad guy."
Xu Lingyin roared at Nangong Qianrou, and was soon taken away by Lu'e.
At this time, Xu Qi'an suddenly heard a cry: "I am here to attend Princess Huaiqing. "
There was silence inside and outside the mourning hall, and then, voices shouting "Meet the princess" came one after another.
The Xu family members were stunned. What happened? The princess of the dynasty came to Xu Dalang's funeral?
At this moment, the Xu family members felt more sorrow than ever before. It turned out that Dalang even knew the princess. If he hadn't encountered an accident, he would have risen to prominence in the future.
It's possible that the Xu family will become a big family in the capital. By then, the whole family will be able to rise to prominence.
Bian Bian didn't come. Well, she is a canary kept in a cage, not as free as Huai Qing.
My Lotus Girl, three of them gathered at once...
Xu Dalang suddenly remembered a joke he had seen in his previous life: a rich second-generation died unexpectedly. On the day of the funeral, all his girlfriends came. One of them had an abortion for him; the other one was pregnant with his baby; this one was eighteen years old and had been with him three years ago; the other one abandoned her husband and children for him...
Gradually, the funeral turned into a denunciation meeting of the rich second generation.
Fortunately, the rich second generation really died.
"Don't talk about the letter, otherwise it will be meaningless for me to live." Xu Qian'an thought anxiously.
What you fear will come true.
Chu Caiwei was a little sad: "He wrote to me in Qingzhou and told me about the local delicacies. After reading the letter, I was so angry that I wanted to poke him to death with chopsticks, but I didn't think he would really die."
Hearing this, Xu Lingyue raised her head in surprise, sniffed her red nose, and choked up: "Brother also wrote to me."
Huaiqing said lightly: "I received it too. "
After saying that, the three women fell silent at the same time.
Xu Qiyan: "....."
Huaiqing's heart moved, his eyes flickered, and he asked: "Does he have..."
At this moment, a shrill cat cry came, attracting the attention of everyone inside and outside the mourning hall.
An orange cat with its tail erect passed through the crowd, entered the mourning hall, and pounced on Xu Qiyan's coffin.
A member of the Xu family exclaimed: "Stop the cat quickly, the cat will jump over the dead, and it will come back to life."
The faces of the other Xu family members changed drastically.
Huaiqing Lin'an Chu Caiwei and others who were closest to him did not agree with this statement, so they did not stop it immediately.
"Meow~"
The orange cat flew over Xu Qiyan's head and screamed shrilly. A voice exploded in Xu Qiyan's mind: "Xu Qiyan, wake up! "
It's Taoist Master Jinlian who has arrived... Xu Qi'an's soul was shaken, and he felt that his soul and body began to blend and fit.
The next moment, he regained consciousness and regained the sense of control over his body.
He felt a little itchy on his face, so he raised his hand and scratched it, grabbing a large piece of dried flesh and blood.
I can move... Xu Qi'an was delighted and sat up from the coffin.
There was a dead silence inside and outside the mourning hall.
Get up, get up, get up?!
This scene was terrifying and horrifying in the eyes of everyone.
"Oh my god... He really came back to life!!!"
Someone screamed.