As soon as it dawned, Yang Shu took Ming Er and Ming San back.
The two of them were felons, and they were able to be taken out of prison because Jiang Wenfeng had specially approved them.
The Ming family held the funeral in a low-key manner.
Mingwei didn't care about these, because someone from the Ji family finally came.
The person coming from the Ji family is Mr. Ji's eldest son, Ji Ling. Mingwei wants to call him his eldest cousin.
As soon as Mr. Ji entered the Ming Dynasty, his eyes were full of plainness. Everyone in the Ming Dynasty wore sackcloth and filial piety, and their faces were sad.
He asked the boy who was leading the way: "It's been so long and my aunt's funeral hasn't been done yet?"
The capital is not close to Dongning. Even if the Ji family receives the news and rushes over immediately, it will still take a month.
Therefore, Ji Ling never thought that he would be able to catch up with the funeral.
Unexpectedly, the young man replied: "The third lady's funeral has been postponed, but what we are doing now is the sixth master's funeral."
Ji Ling frowned when he heard this. What is this? Why does it sound weird?
Does this mean that his aunt has indeed not been buried yet, and the sixth master of the Ming family has also passed away?
While he was talking, the servant had already brought him to the reception area, and the person who received him was the Fourth Young Master Ming Sheng.
Ji Ling looked at Ming Sheng listlessly and his eyes were dull, and he felt even more confused.
Even if it was his sixth uncle who died, there would be no need to do this, right? It would be as if his biological parents had died...
The two parties met and exchanged some polite words. Ji Ling proposed to meet Mrs. Ming.
Ming Sheng said: "My great-aunt is too sad to see guests. I have already told you before that when Cousin Ji is here, just go and see Qimei."
Well, if there is a funeral at home, I really don’t care about these false etiquette. This is normal.
Ji Ling followed Ming Sheng into Yufangyuan.
Mingwei received the news and had been waiting for it for a long time.
Because of Mrs. Ming San, she had great expectations for the Ji family.
With Mrs. Ming's character, someone from the Ji family shouldn't be bad, right?
While thinking, I saw Ming Sheng leading someone into Yu Fang Yuan.
This man is about twenty-two or thirty years old, with a slim but tall figure, a dignified and serious face, and his clothes are half-worn, but the workmanship and fabrics are decent. He walks calmly, and when he looks over with a frown, his eyes are pure. But his temperament is a little bit...
It's cold and hard to get close to.
Mingwei was delighted. Just looking at her appearance, she was a rare good-looking person.
"Xiao Qi," Ming Sheng met her eyes and lowered his head in avoidance, "Cousin from the Ji family is here to see you."
Mingwei stepped forward to greet him: "Big cousin."
Ji Ling returned the gift and said, "My father was very sad when he learned that my aunt had passed away, so he ordered me to come visit my cousin and offer incense to my aunt."
Mingwei said: "My eldest cousin has had a hard time traveling far away. Let's go inside and have a cup of tea first."
Then he welcomed them in and ordered his maid to serve tea.
While she was doing these things, Ji Ling watched her secretly.
Mr. Ji was seven or eight years older than Mrs. Mingsan. When Ji Ling was young, Mrs. Mingsan was still unmarried and often helped his sister-in-law take care of his nephew, so Ji Ling was very close to this aunt.
When he was a child, his aunt was also in Beijing, and the two families had frequent visits. Ji Ling still remembers the appearance of this little cousin.
She was born like her aunt, a jade-like little person, extremely beautiful. Unfortunately, she has dementia and is always in a daze. You can't understand anything you talk to, like a porcelain doll that can't move.
A while ago, my father received a letter from his aunt, saying that his little cousin had recovered from his illness.
This is naturally a happy event.
When the aunt left Beijing, the two families made a verbal engagement. The aunt's life was miserable, she lost her husband at a young age, and she only had such a stupid daughter. If their family didn't take care of her, who could they expect?
However, in the past two years, Xiaowu has grown up and found out about this matter, causing a huge commotion.
Although it was impossible for them to regret their marriage, the family felt guilty for asking him to marry a stupid wife.
Now that my little cousin is well, everyone is naturally happy.
When he didn't see her, Ji Ling was very curious. Will this little cousin, who has been stupid for more than ten years, be the same as ordinary people after she recovers?
Looking at how she handles things now, she seems to be better than ordinary people...
"Big cousin?"
Ji Ling came back to his senses and saw Mingwei's face filled with doubts. He recalled that she had just asked about the current situation at home, and replied, "My cousin, please send me my regards. My parents are well and everything is fine at home."
Mingwei smiled and nodded.
Ji Ling remembered what he had just seen and asked, "By the way, the sixth master of your mansion passed away recently?"
Mingwei's expression remained unchanged: "Yes, the timing of my cousin's arrival was unlucky. Uncle Six went there last night."
Ming Sheng sat with her. Hearing this, he couldn't help but think of the scene of her murder.
The sharp waist knife wiped it without hesitation...
Mingsheng shivered.
Ji Ling looked at it and felt very strange.
Is there any hidden illness in this fourth young master? From the moment he entered the garden, he looked like he had seen a ghost. Now when he looks at his sister, it feels like he has met the King of Hell.
The Ming family really don’t know what they are talking about. Those in the capital are quite out of character. I thought the Fourth Young Master of the Ming Dynasty was good before, but now I see that he is so...
Ji Ling was dissatisfied. The little cousin was good-looking and sensible, but he, the elder brother, was acting strangely.
He expressed his condolences, and then asked: "I heard that my aunt hasn't been buried yet? It's been a month, right? But what difficulties have you encountered?"
Mingwei responded with a smile: "I encountered some things before, but they have been resolved. My cousin came just in time. I thought about cremating my mother's body in a few days."
"Cremation?" Ji Ling frowned, "Why do you think of cremation? What did your uncle say?"
The orthodox custom is to bury someone in the grave. How can there be any reason for cremation in a family like the Ming family? How do you enter the ancestral grave?
Mingwei said: "I haven't mentioned anything about Fourth Uncle yet, why don't Fourth Brother tell me first?"
"Ah?" Mingsheng was called by her name, raised his head, caught her gaze, and immediately shrank back, "Okay, okay..."
Ji Ling was even more dissatisfied.
This Mingsheng, who had a good reputation in the Imperial College before, why is he so timid? Is it a plague to think that his own sister is a plague?
When Mingwei met this cousin for the first time, his first impression was good, but he was not familiar with it yet. Some words were difficult to say, so he did not explain much and just said: "My cousin has come from a long way. I think he is tired, so why not go first?"
Going to rest? Later, I will take my cousin to offer incense to my mother."
Ji Ling also felt that it was not the right time to speak, so he readily agreed: "I can help my cousin to arrange it."
Mingwei nodded with a smile and called Mingsheng again: "Fourth brother, I told my second aunt to ask my eldest cousin to live in Shotoguan. It is close to your yard, why don't you show me the way?"
Ming Sheng didn't dare to say no, so he quickly agreed.
Mingwei called the maid again and sent over everything Ji Ling might need.
Ji Ling felt reassured when he saw that she knew clearly that her married sister might not be as good as her.
It seems to be really good. Now, Xiaowu should have no reason to make trouble anymore, right?
However, I can’t say for sure. That kid always thinks of weird things, who knows if he will go crazy again.
Ming Sheng stood up first: "Cousin Ji, please."
Ji Ling stood up, said goodbye to Mingwei, and followed Mingsheng out.