The steward of Duke Yining personally welcomed Marquis Chengyi to the inner courtyard.
When I came to a courtyard on the west side, I saw a mourning hall in the courtyard.
The coffin was lying there, but it was not covered.
Duke Yining was lying on it, not knowing whether he was awake or asleep.
A large group of people gathered around to try to persuade me, but some refused to do so, probably because they couldn't be persuaded.
"Have you been like this these past few days, sir?" Lord Lu asked.
"Who says it's not the case! I've been trying to persuade him for several days, but it's all to no avail. My father-in-law just won't let go." The housekeeper shook his head and sighed.
Lord Lu stepped forward, and Duke Yining raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face looked even older.
"Brother Baili, are you here to see my joke?" At this time, Mr. Yining looked like an old hedgehog with his hair blown off. "You can just laugh! Laugh at me, Meng Lang! Laugh at my insanity!"
His confidante is gone and he doesn't care about anything anymore.
"My lord, please don't misunderstand me. I'm here to visit you." Mr. Lu said, "I'll give you a gift by the way."
"Gift? I don't want anything! I just want my Lord Shuang..."
As he spoke, Duke Yining began to cry again.
It can be seen that he is really sad.
"I know that my uncle is heartbroken, but I beg you to have the honor to take a look at what I have brought." Mr. Lu said and slowly unfolded the embroidered statue he brought.
With his eyes dimmed by tears, Duke Yining saw the beautiful woman looking at him with a smile as bright as a flower, just as she was when she was alive.
He immediately rushed forward, hugged me, and cried: "My good man! You smiled at me again!"
The people who came to persuade him in the past two days didn't know how to deal with themselves, were moved by emotion, understood by reason, used both soft and hard tactics, and used all possible means.
But he couldn't listen to a word those people said.
He only knows that his flowers of interpretation have fallen and his forgetfulness has withered.
No one can feel the same way as him, they just want to bury her quickly and be done with it.
But Mr. Yining couldn't bear to part with her. The thought of never seeing her again made his heart ache.
He sat on the ground and cried while gently touching the people in the portrait.
Her hair is so soft and her eyes are so bright and affectionate.
Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something to herself.
She moved lightly, as if trying to get closer to herself.
Compared with the pale face and closed eyes now lying in the coffin, the person in the embroidered portrait is the lively Shuang Qing who is by his side!
"My lord, please express your condolences! Since ancient times, people cannot be resurrected from the dead. This embroidered statue can be used as a reflection, hanging in a quiet room, receiving a wisp of cigarette smoke, and expressing one's sorrows. It can be considered as a tangible and reliable thing." Lord Lu said softly.
"Brother Baili, you are really considerate. I, Xu, will always remember this friendship. The previous unhappiness between us has been wiped out!" Duke Yining nodded and said, "I will cherish this embroidered statue even more, and after a hundred years, follow me.
Being buried underground can be regarded as fulfilling the oath that Qing Shuang and I made."
"My father-in-law is a man of good temper, and I sincerely admire him." When Mr. Lu came out of the house, his wife gave her many instructions. In order to marry a good daughter-in-law, she must lower her posture and lower her posture.
"It's funny," Mr. Yining wiped his eyes, "I understand the truth, but I just can't let it go."
He glanced at the coffin again and sighed: "You all should go out now! I'll say a few more words to her."
When everyone heard what he said, they all breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this was their last farewell.
So they all went out, and the butler even invited Lord Lu and other distinguished guests to the guest room to drink tea.
After about a while of burning incense, Lord Yining slowly walked out with the embroidered statue in his arms.
"Let's cover the coffin and bury her!" Yining Gong said in a desolate voice, "It would be best if I let her bury her in peace."
The housekeeper quickly signaled to the servants in the house to take action, and everyone quickly closed the coffin lid and hammered the nails in.
Then he carried the coffin and went out through the back door.
Xu Chunjun slept at the Lu family all morning and had lunch before going home.
Mrs. Lu said: "My father-in-law hasn't come back yet, so the matter is probably settled. When I go back tomorrow, I will tell you the details."
Xu Chunjun agreed with a smile and took the carriage home.
After arriving home, I first went to see my great-grandmother and mother-in-law.
Fang's life is going well now, and she actually looks younger than a few years ago. When she saw Xu Chunjun, she said, "There are a lot of people waiting in front of me. Go and have a rest! There are no rules!"
"It's not about setting rules, I just came here to take a look." Xu Chunjun said with a smile.
"You are more powerful than Nezha on the stage! You are almost three-headed and six-armed." Fang said with a smile, "Your eldest sister sent some Dongdu specialties to the family, but the old lady and I didn't eat them.
I asked you to send half of it to your parents' family, and the rest was put with you."
Xu Chunjun thanked him with a smile and said, "Qingqing gave me an advantage in the end."
"What do you mean by giving you an advantage? Aren't you a member of the family?" Fang said, "You've been away from home for half the day, and you've been in trouble. You got up early and went to the Yamen, and you won't come back until after noon!"
Xu Chunjun blushed slightly and said nothing. He sat for a while before going back to his room.
After noon, Zheng Wuji ran back like a wild horse.
When I met Xu Chunjun, I got angry with her and asked her why she came back now.
"Didn't I tell you to help your aunt with work?" Xu Chunjun said.
"Why is the job so urgent? You have to tell me, I've been thinking about it for a whole day and a night." Zheng Wuji complained quite a bit, "I won't ask you to go alone next time unless I follow."
"Look at you, why are you so defensive about your aunt?" Xu Chunjun looked at him funny, "That's your own aunt."
"So what? I can't just keep you here." Zheng Wuji said aggrievedly, "You don't know how I survived last night. I couldn't sleep without you..."
Xu Chunjun's face turned red again, and he coughed twice before telling him what was going on.
After hearing this, Zheng Wuji laughed and said, "Mr. Xu is really a love-struck person! But his son is very rigid and doesn't understand the style.
Now that we are in the same department, it is difficult to tell a joke to him."
"My aunt did it for her third young lady, otherwise she wouldn't have put in so much effort." Xu Chunjun said.
"I don't believe there is anyone better than you." Zheng Wuji said with a proud look on his face, "There's nothing my aunt can do about it. If she hadn't met you when you were still young when you came to Beijing, I guess she would have left you in her own home.
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"The more you talk, the more nonsense you get." Xu Chunjun rolled her eyes at him and said, "I've had enough sleep, let's go for a walk on the street!"
"It's rare that my wife is enjoying herself today. As my husband, I must accompany you! Tell me! Where are you going?" Zheng Wuji asked hurriedly.
"Just walk along Baixian Street, choose a restaurant, have something to eat and drink," Xu Chunjun said.
"There is a newly opened Jiangnan restaurant, which should suit your taste. I was planning to take you there in the next few days!" Although Zheng Wuji was reticent, his ability to have fun has not diminished.
After all, this is how children come to be treated.
