Chapter 1589： Loyal to the princess, never betray

Qi Jingsheng lost his father and mother at an early age, and later lived with his grandmother.

Now his grandmother has also left him, and his thin body is carrying great sadness, standing at the door of the mourning hall.

Every time a friend came to offer condolences, he would bow deeply.

The eyes that have regained their sight have long been red from crying, but they are not as dull as before.

Qi Jingsheng had imagined countless times that his eyes would one day get better.

But he never thought it would be such a situation.

The corpse of the green bamboo mother was placed in the largest hall in Yizhuang on the outskirts of the city.

At this time, a group of men in white linen clothes walked in, about twenty of them.

Some of them carried suona and drums, while others carried white mourning flags.

The man at the head looked solemn, and he saluted Qi Jingsheng with a fist.

Then he said calmly, "We are the ones sent by Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Twelfth Prince to take care of Mother Green Bamboo's funeral."

In the morning, Gu Nuoer had already sent someone to the mourning hall and handed over five hundred taels of silver to Qi Jingsheng.

Qi Jingsheng also heard that the princess has an urgent matter, and now she is not free, and she will not be able to return to the capital for a long time.

He didn't complain, but there was a slight guilt in his heart.

Not only did he not help the princess to share his worries, but he also caused Her Royal Highness to worry about him.

Looking at the people sent by the princess and the twelfth prince, Qi Jingsheng's eyes were sour and moist.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, please come in."

Qi Jingsheng knew very well that he was still young, and when his grandmother was going to be buried, it would be unrealistic for him to lift the coffin by himself.

As the only grandson of Lvzhu, he will walk in the forefront holding her tablet.

The man shook his head: "Adults don't dare to be, Qi Gongzi treats us as ordinary bodyguards."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and waved his hand, and everyone he brought with him performed their duties.

With Gu Nuo'er's advice and Gu Ziyan's arrangement.

Mammy Green Bamboo was buried with dignity and beauty.

On the day of the burial, Qi Jingsheng walked in front with the spiritual seat in his arms, and the four strong men carrying the coffin were all solemn and solemn.

White flags and spirit flags swayed, paper money was swayed, and there were constant cries along the way, occasionally suona gongs and drums, desolate and mournful singing.

The momentum was so broad that passersby thought it was someone from a noble family.

Qi Jingsheng didn't shed a single tear.

He just had red eyes and held the tablet until he reached the mountain.

It was also a treasure that Gu Ziyan sent people to choose.

Facing the rushing Jianjiang River, backed by rolling mountains.

Qi Jingsheng watched them put the coffin into the pit, and he put a complete box of cakes into it himself.

My grandmother said before her death that she wanted to taste Qi Jingsheng's craftsmanship, but she never thought that she would never have the chance again.

After the soil was filled and the tombstone was erected, Qi Jingsheng knelt before the grave and kowtowed three times.

"Grandmother, Jingsheng can only send you here. I will also go to Huangquan in a hundred years and be your filial grandson."

"Don't worry, I will always keep your advice in my heart, be loyal to the princess, and never betray."

After all, he kowtowed again.

After Qi Jingsheng stood up, he bowed deeply to everyone who helped this time.

"I didn't have the chance to see His Royal Highness the Twelfth Prince, so please convey your thanks, my lords. I, Qi Jingsheng, will definitely repay this kindness!"

Everyone nodded and sighed: "Sorry."

The swaying drizzle fell on the cold mountain in the late autumn.

And the jet black in Qi Jingsheng's eyes was more calm, clear and lustrous than before.

The young and immature boy seemed to grow up overnight.

A gusty wind blew by.

It turned out that winter came unexpectedly.