Chapter 602

He is the only one left in this family. Is that still called home?

After looking around for two years, Xiao Sihuan found that the once brilliant general's mansion has become like a ghost house, full of dust and cobwebs everywhere. Flowers and plants are withered and broken bricks and tiles are broken. Even in the hall, there is no perfect table and chair

When the officers and soldiers took over their families, the whole general's office was completely changed.

But how could I have thought that one day they would return to this place in a fair way!

It's just

Small four eyebrows a frown, now chaos is like this, how does childe live again?

"Young master, I'll find someone to clean your house first..."

Small four did not finish saying, see the official language white shakes his head, way: "first help the master they set up the spirit hall." He seemed calm, but his voice was hoarse. Obviously, he was not as calm as his appearance showed.

"Yes." Xiao Si's orders to the young master always have this one word.

Soon, small four and Fu Ling back on the action of a few people. In less than an hour, a white curtain had been hung in the mansion, and a funeral hall had been set up. Everything from the offering table, the table apron, the red and white worship mat, the filial piety basin and the spirit people were all complete. Even the coffin was carried to the funeral hall. And these people's waists were also covered with white linen.

Guan yubai knelt down in front of the filial piety basin, and burned paper money to his father, mother, uncle, and all his relatives and comrades in arms. He burned paper money with a pious and solemn expression, as if what he was doing was the most important thing in the world

As a legend, the event of officials' getting rid of their grievances has spread not only to the capital of the king, but also to the whole world. Their every move was in the eyes of countless eyes, the official set up a spirit hall for the dead officer and general, and soon passed on, and the old friends and friends of the official family came to offer incense and offer sacrifices, whether they were sincere, false, hypocritical or regretful The gate of the general's house is open to all visitors.

Imperceptibly, three days passed, but the official language white felt like yesterday.

Another official who came to offer his condolence was sent away. Xiao Si looked at the official's words with worry. His face was as white as paper and his eyes were sunken. At present, there was a deep shadow and he looked very haggard.

"Young master, you have been kneeling for three days and three nights!" Small four cannot help but persuade a way, "go on like this again, your body can't bear!" These three days, the official language white almost did not enter, only took the heart protecting pill given by Nangong Yue.

If he was once a healthy official, he would not eat or sleep for three days or three nights. He is still energetic, but now he is not as good as a scholar who has no strength to bind a chicken.

The official language Bai did not say a word, just when the fourth was considering whether to hit the official language white with one hand, suddenly there was a sound of feet and steps outside the spirit hall. Xiaosi looked up and saw Nangong Yue and Baihui Lily sisters walking slowly under the guidance of a servant.

"Princess!" Xiao Si gave a complicated cry and thought of the scene that happened when he entered the capital three days ago.

Lily seemed to know what he was thinking and winked at him mischievously. Although the lyrics and songs were made by the three girls, it was not easy for him. For that song, I practiced for so many days without saying that I lost my voice on that day. Unlike my cousin Baihui, it was much simpler!

Kneeling on one side of the official language white slowly raised his head, empty eyes in a little waves.

Nangong Yue nodded with him slightly, continued to move forward, until he reached the spirit, incense, salute, and finally walked to the official language white body.

"Official son." Nangong Yue looked at Guan yubai. Even if he didn't match his pulse, he could see that he was seriously lack of sleep and was just struggling with drugs. With his fragile physical condition like a paper man, it is not surprising that he would lie on the bed for three months.

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