Bai Qingxuan repeatedly thought about Wang's attitude towards the Bai family. After a long time, he finally made up his mind and nodded: "Okay! Mom, pack your things now. The men of the Bai family are dead and such a big funeral will definitely not take care of us two! You choose
These valuable things have been sent out and hidden in the past few days. When I am almost done with them, we will leave!"
Seeing that her son had made up his mind, the woman nodded repeatedly: "Mother, go and prepare now!"
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The fourth wife, Mrs. Wang, who has always been weak, wanted to protect her son this time and refused to listen to anyone's advice. She hugged the coffin tightly and did not let go to accompany her son.
As a mother, how could the Dong family not know the mood of the fourth lady Wang, so she ordered someone to bring the brazier and put a thick fox fur on the fourth lady Wang to keep away the cold.
It wasn't until the fourth lady, Wang, lost her strength and fainted that she was carried back by Dong's order.
Late at night, Bai Qingyan persuaded her mother and several aunts to rest. The seven sisters knelt in front of the tomb all night to keep vigil. But Bai Qingxuan... Bai Qingyan sent someone to invite her, but she claimed that the high fever persisted and her wounds worsened, so she refused to go.
Come.
Although the fifth girl, the sixth girl, and the seventh girl were young, the great sorrow and pain in their hearts actually became the strength to support them. They knelt in front of the soul and waited for the return of the souls of their grandfather, father, uncles and brothers.
The darkness before dawn is the deepest and coldest. Even though she is wrapped in a fox fur, the cold air has already climbed up to Bai Qingyan's waist.
The swaying candlelight made a slight popping sound. She saw the seventh girl Bai Jinse swaying. She gently opened the fox fur cloak and gently hugged Bai Jinse who finally couldn't hold on and fell asleep. She wrapped her tightly with the fox fur cloak and let Chuntao hold her tightly.
Choose a charcoal fire in the brazier to make the fire more prosperous.
Bai Jinxiu also protected the fifth sister who was fighting with her eyelids, and ordered someone to get a brocade quilt for the fifth and sixth girls to put on it.
"Xiao Si, you are injured, go to sleep!" She said to Bai Jinzhi.
Bai Jinzhi knelt on the futon and shook her head without saying a word. All the men in the house were destroyed, and even their bodies could not be recovered. How could she sleep?
Bai Jinzhi's thoughts were written on her face. She saw her eyes were red and felt distressed. She lowered her eyes and whispered: "If you haven't seen the bodies of other uncles and brothers, there is still room for repayment. Why?
...Isn’t it a hope?”
The tearful Bai Jinzhi looked at her eldest sister and wiped her tears with her sleeves. Suddenly there was a light in her heart, and she cheered up. She choked with sobs and nodded: "Yes!"
At dawn, people have come to worship in front of the Duke's Mansion, and some people have come to watch the excitement in front of the Duke's Mansion to see if any dignitaries will come to worship today.
The morning light penetrates the white fog and reflects the green bricks and tiles of fallen snow.
A luxurious carriage made of elm wood with copper edging was parked in front of the Duke's Mansion.
The guard Xiao Rongyan took the stool and helped him get out of the car.
Carrying the hem of his clothes, he walked up the high steps of the Duke's Mansion calmly, untied his cloak and handed it to the guard standing on one side. Under Bai Qingyan's slightly surprised eyes, he respectfully faced the more than twenty tablets of the Bai family.
Make a big bow.
Mrs. Dong returned the gift with her children.
The handsome and elegant young man, dressed in white straight trousers, makes him look even more noble and elegant.
He looked at Bai Qingyan, and bowed to Mr. Dong calmly and calmly, his eyes warm and deep: "The Duke of the country, the prince, and the princes of the Bai family are all heroes of the Jin Dynasty. Although Xiao is from Wei, he also
I am deeply grateful! I hope that the prince and his wife will express their condolences and that the loyal soul of the country's soldiers will be in the hearts of the people."
Mrs. Dong finally couldn't hold back her tears because of the words "The loyal soul of a soldier is in the hearts of the people", and solemnly saluted Xiao Rongyan: "Thank you, Master Xiao, for your comfort."
Xiao Rongyan returned the courtesy and straightened up, looked at Bai Qing and said: "Miss Bai, my condolences."
She straightened her spine, slightly curt, half-cast her eyes, and her eyelashes were as long as fans. Her seemingly weak temperament concealed a sharp edge that was difficult for others to see.
The steward of the Bai family invited Xiao Rongyan to the back hall and ordered tea to be served. As soon as Xiao Rongyan picked up the cup, he heard two great scholars of the time, Mr. Cui Shiyan and Mr. Guan Yongchong, coming to express their condolences.
Mr. Cui Shiyan and Mr. Guan Yongchong were close friends with Bai Weiting, the Duke of Zhenguo. Now that Bai Weiting was suddenly mourned, how could these two close friends not come to pay their respects?
The two elderly people are very old, especially Cui Shiyan, who is over seventy... With the support of the house servant and Mr. Guan Yongchong, he raised his legs tremblingly and crossed the threshold. He called out "Buyu" with tears in his eyes and couldn't restrain his tears.
He spoke out: "Unswerving... Brother Yu is seven years older than you. I haven't left yet, how can you leave first..."
Buyi is the name of his grandfather Bai Weiting.
My grandfather made a determination, wishing... to restore peace to the people and establish peace and tranquility in the world. He will remain committed until his death.
She clenched her fists hard and kowtowed heavily in thanks. The tears that had been suppressed in her eyes rushed out, as if something was rushing to her throat, blocking her from making a sound.
The mourning hall, which was originally like a pool of stagnant water, started crying because of Mr. Cui Shiyan's cry of pain, and the people outside the door also started to cry and howl.
Xiao Rongyan stood in the corridor and saw two great scholars in the literary world saluting the widow of the Bai family. Bai Qing said that in return...it was actually the master's salute.
His eyes narrowed slightly, could it be that this eldest girl from the Bai family actually studied under two great scholars?!
Guan Yongchong helped Bai Qingyan up, looked at Bai Qingyan with red eyes and nodded. Guan Yongchong had heard a little about what Bai Qingyan had done in the past few days, and he felt a lot in his heart.
Bai Qingyan was four years old that year. She was a petite and cute girl. Her best friend Bai Weiting took the little girl's hand and went to his small house in the woods to ask him to teach her literature.
He said: "It is virtue for a woman to have no talent, so why bother studying?"
There was morning light filtering through the densely packed leaves, and there was a rustling sound in the wind.
I saw my best friend caressing the child's hair with a smile, and said in a slow voice: "Learning will make you understand etiquette, morality, meaning, and shame! I don't expect my granddaughter to be famous all over the world. I hope she will know etiquette, virtue, justice, and justice."
Shame, just doing something upright and looking up to someone who is worthy of heaven and earth."
Be aboveboard and upright!
Bai Qingyan did a good job of loving and protecting the people, knowing etiquette and morality, and knowing shame and justice.
Old Mr. Cui Shiyan nodded with tears in his eyes, and said with a hint of comfort and regret: "Your grandfather did not misjudge you, you did grow up as he expected..."
She couldn't hide her sobs, and she bowed again.
"Good boy! Take good care of...your grandmother, mother and sisters!" The sadness in Guan Yongchong's voice was so deep that it was hard to get rid of it.
She nodded and said yes.
When news spread that two leading figures in the literary world had come to express their condolences at the Bai family, noble families gradually came to pay their respects. The originally silent Zhenguo Palace was filled with cries and there was an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages in Qingwei.
The elderly Marquis Dingyong came with his whole family and burst into tears when he said "Brother Buyi".
Bai Qingyan kowtowed in return. As soon as he stood up, he saw Chuntao holding up the hem of her skirt and hurriedly squeezing in behind her. She gasped for breath and said in a very low voice: "Miss! Lu Ping sent a message from the nursing home that Ji Tingyu is back!