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Chapter 652 652: Condolences 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

Chapter 652 652: Mourning [please vote]

Shen Tang fiddled with the dying wick of the lamp.

Adding lamp oil to the lamp with a small spoon, he said as if chatting: "Hey, Wang Chao, why do you think some people feel that 'it's better to die than live', but some people can scare themselves to death? As long as Qiu Wen Yan shamelessly went back in a big way, how could Qiu Dalang blatantly treat him harshly? Let alone kill him. If he wallows in mischief and refuses to be escorted back tomorrow, and drags him until his classmates bring him ransom money, he can still live..."

Just have a thick skin.

Gu Chi gave the answer: "It depends on your personality."

Qiu Cheng's character is destined to kill him.

"My lord, I'm afraid he doesn't know much about Qiu Cheng's childhood experience. He was born in the Qiu family, a well-known family, and the Qiu family's famous name brought him far more burden than glory. Outsiders think that the children of the aristocratic family should wear bright clothes and spend a lot of money, but they don't know that Qiu Cheng has a lot of money. He was shy, and he refused to show his shyness and cry for poverty, so he could only hold on. Over time, something got deep into his bones."

The more elaborate Qiu Cheng's external packaging is, the more praise he wins, and the higher he is elevated, the less able he is to face the embarrassing reality.

Gu Chi said quietly: "Proud and inferior, confident and arrogant. He cannot and will not resort to violence and wallowing in the lord to beg for a living. He is also a loser. Let him face the ridicule of his tribe and the charity of his brother Qiu Dalang. It would be better to die. Clean."

"For such a person, it is more difficult to live than to kill oneself."

Qiu Cheng's children knelt on the ground.

"Lord, is this going to be a funeral?"

White flags were hung everywhere in Tangyuan.

Gu Chi:【……】

Then he winked at Liao Jia.

The eldest lady asked: "Yes, is there something wrong?"

Shen Tang neatly put the spoons away, put the lamp back to its original place, picked up the letter on the top of the desk and opened it: "Wen Yangong heard that his brother did not remember his past grudges and repaid his grudges with kindness, so he sent him a ransom to buy his freedom. I thought about my past, felt ashamed, and drew my sword to kill myself tonight...I wonder if Qiu Dalang was sad or happy when he heard the news?"

Gu Chi remained calm.

Qiu Cheng's old ministers who were still in Xiaocheng received the news that their old master had committed suicide that night. They had known Qiu Cheng for only a year or two, and they knew each other's temper well. He was the one who could do this. Everyone didn't know that Shen Tang asked the junior official to The details of the message did not raise any suspicion. They also heard that Shen Tang allowed them to go to pay their respects. Some left immediately, while the rest delayed it until daytime or did not come at all.

"You don't need to be polite." Shen Tang returned the courtesy, ignoring the awkward atmosphere in the air, and turned around to comfort the eldest lady in a deep voice, "Madam, please forgive me. If Wen Yangong is alive in heaven, I don't want my lady to be so hurt. Affection."

When sending him away, he still talked about Qiu Cheng's head. When he heard Shen Tang said that he would find a way to kill Qiu Wenyan after getting the ransom money, he reluctantly gave up. Qiu Cheng didn't necessarily have to die, but Shen Tang needed to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. He must die.

The "dispute" he mentioned happened not long ago.

Gu Chi said what he heard.

He asked: "Why did Wen Yangong suddenly develop a desire to live or die?"

Most of the contents were sarcastic remarks such as "Come to the funeral hall to watch a joke" and "Come to the mourning hall to watch a joke." Some people also whispered, "In the underworld, I have such a good friend. True or false?"

He lowered his eyebrows and showed little emotion.

The lord asked him if he was willing to use him, and the other party agreed without thinking for long. However, he was too seriously injured and was still recovering from his injuries. He had not reported to the official office. Liao Jia and Gu Chi sent a message to the secret: [This person has What's wrong?]

The youngest did not know what had happened, and the eldest knew whether he was alive or dead. His expressions showed confusion and fear about the future, and the middle ones cried loudly. When the few old ministers who came over saw this, they cried incessantly. The eldest lady and the They all know each other.

The eldest lady was puzzled, but she still did as she was told.

No matter what other people thought, Shen Tang lit the incense, looked at Qiu Cheng in the coffin, and said with some self-reproach: "Although I did not kill Boren, Boren died by me. The world is uneasy, the war is not over, and all living beings All are suffering...Wen Yangong, have a safe journey."

The funeral hall was quickly decorated.

Liao Jia heard Gu Chi's doubts and said again: "Didn't you check him personally? Just such a sentence can only show that he has a good relationship with Qiu Wenyan, but it doesn't mean anything. If you are worried, find an opportunity to let him know He passed away peacefully!]

As the victor, Shen Tang didn't need to say too many words, which could easily arouse hatred. Gu Chi and Lio Jia also lit up the incense, and Gu Chi listened to everyone's voices expressionlessly.

The eldest lady made a blessing ceremony.

He refused: "It doesn't matter."

It took a while for Gu Chi to "calm down".

How could Qiu Cheng bear such questioning?

Gu Chi couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

Take the opportunity to focus your attention there.

Young couples understand each other best.

The eldest lady interrupted him: "Let's burn some incense."

"Oh, my lord... I should have known, I should have known it would be the last time..." The burly man blamed himself, wiping tears on the back of his hand, "I would never argue with my lord... I would say such harsh words..."

The clerk replied: "Gong Wenyan ordered his wife to remarry."

Some of them are unwilling to surrender to Shen Tang and can only wait for the redemption money to be delivered. Some of them cannot wait for the redemption money and can only roll up their sleeves to earn working hours. There are also some who have changed their jobs. Especially the latter, they are not afraid to come here at this time. Make Shen Tang suspicious?

Shen Tang pondered for a moment before speaking: "Let's have a funeral. Quickly order people to set up the mourning hall, make the cause and effect known to the public, and allow Duke Wenyan's old ministers to come to pay their respects. After the seven-day mourning period is over, the relatives will be escorted back to their hometown to return their fallen leaves to their roots. "

"Yes, I have an explanation for Gong Xiqiu."

The voice was solemn: "Wen Yan has gone and gone cleanly, and he doesn't want to drag you down. Why do you come here?"

This guy looks dumb when he smiles. He seems innocent and harmless, but don't forget that his valiant totem is a snake. Qiu Cheng opened the microphone passionately on the city tower to greet the Gongxi Qiu tribe, but this guy will always remember it. His injury has not healed yet. He wanted to kill Qiu Cheng with his own hands. But because Qiu Cheng was already Shen Tang's prisoner, he had scruples so he didn't do anything drastic.

After a breath, the clerk heard his master's calm response: "I understand, did Mr. Wen Yang leave any last words?"

The eldest lady repeated what she had said many times with a numb expression. The other people who came to mourn her next sentence comforted her for her condolences, but this person continued to ask: "Can the eldest lady tell you in detail the content of the message that the little official sent? ?”

When everyone arrived, Qiu Cheng's body had been disposed of. The eldest lady put him into his favorite clothes and applied a light amount of powder. She even used an embroidery needle to carefully sew up the deep scar on his neck, making it invisible. Stitches. Qiu Cheng closed his eyes tightly and clasped his hands on his chest. At first glance, he looked like a stranger. But the lady who had worked so hard for this looked more like a dead person.

The eldest lady's eyes were red, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said feebly: "His temper is so...how can he be persuaded?"

Everyone saluted.

Snap!

Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about having no firewood!

The lame scribe said: "I have met my lord."

Shen Tang paused while holding the letter.

Gu Chi: "It's not important."

Dang even said that this was a family matter, and Miao Shu was a wife, her status was sensitive, and how she dealt with it had nothing to do with her husband. He also said that Shen Tang's move had a deeper meaning, and that he could not mess around in his current situation. The burly man would not listen to this. It's a roundabout thing, it doesn't even have a mourning hall, it's a shame and a shame to leave people on the patio and be watched by people coming and going every day!

The burly and strong man raised his sword and said angrily: [The female monarch has a life-saving grace for her humble position, how can she watch such a miserable life behind her? Since the lord is unwilling to take risks, it is for her humble position to do this! All consequences, let Shen Jun count as a humble position It’s right on the head!]

Miao Shu's body was parked in the courtyard of Tangyuan, and no one paid attention to it. It was left to dry for five or six days. He accidentally learned the news from his old officials, and with a bad temper, he rushed over and asked Qiu Cheng when he was so cold and heartless. Not to mention Miao Shu. They were once his old ministers and even Qiu Cheng's concubines. How could they be considered husband and wife? They wouldn't even be worthy of a thin coffin after their death.

The eldest lady had no choice but to agree.

Everyone: "I have met Mr. Shen."

The scribe chewed the eldest lady's reply several times.

The eldest lady hurriedly said: "Sir, it's inconvenient, but..."

Just after reading two lines of words, panicked footsteps were heard outside the conference hall. Before the clerk could catch his breath, he saluted and said, "My lord, Wen Yangong committed suicide, and the doctor was unable to save him by the time he arrived."

You have to die, but you can't die because of Shen Tang.

The two of them were in the circle of friends praying for good things. They had similar odors and a natural tacit understanding. Liu Jia understood it and glanced secretly. He had an impression of this lame scribe. It was said that he was the literary scribe who Qiu Cheng relied on the most, but he was also the first to change his family. .

Now that people are dead and their lights are out, they can no longer care about these things.

"...I can barely be considered a sweetheart." Some leaders of forces were defeated and feared that their women would be tainted by others, so they took them underground with a sword to become a ghost couple. In comparison, Qiu Wenyan did not do much. It's a personal matter.

Everyone came to offer incense one after another, and one of them stood out. He was limping with his right hand hanging on his chest. Looking at his face, it was obvious that he was depleted of both energy and blood, and must have been seriously injured. He struggled to offer incense for Qiu Cheng, and asked his servants for the incense. The futon is prepared for the wake of the old owner.

He had some impression of this person.

The scribe shook his head: "...No."

After the two of them had spoken a few words, a message came from outside Tangyuan, saying that Sheriff Shen Tang had come to express his condolences. There was silence in the mourning hall for a moment, until Shen Tang appeared in plain casual clothes. Gu Chi and Liao Jia followed. It was rare for Liao Jia to change into a cyan blue straight skirt.

The scribe's right hand was hanging on his chest, expressionless.

At that time, he was very angry with Qiucheng for being cowardly and coldhearted.

Gu Chi was so "shocked" that he let go and smashed the letter on the table.

"What are you talking about, mistress? Who is afraid of this?" The person who spoke was a burly man, and he was also the only courageous warrior among the people who put down his body to earn working hours. Because he slept in Datongbu every day, he was wearing a lot of clothes. It still smelled like fermented sweat. When he received the news, he summoned his war horse and galloped over, "My lord, why is it like this?"

The important thing is that Qiu Fumiyan died and the money was obtained.

[When did you say that you wanted to take his life? If he died, how would Qiu Cheng’s old men who had surrendered really feel at ease? Let’s see again.]

_(:з ∠)_

Yesterday I happily took a shower. I caught a bad cold this morning. When I was typing, I was still dizzy and my head hurt.

PS: Although I will not kill Boren, Boren will die by me. In the netherworld, I have lost this good friend! - Book of Jin

PPS: Don’t you think the plot of Xu Ke in the first life of the Empress is also pretty cool? (Ahem, this sentence is for old readers. New readers should treat it as a surprise and look forward to the knife... ah no, little candy bar.)

PPPS: Do you feel that the chapters have become a little longer recently? Hey, Shiitake is slowly looking for update status. After confinement, we will work hard to stabilize the two-in-one update...

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