Chapter 652 652: Mourning [Please vote]
Shen Tang fiddled with the wick that was about to go out.
Using a small spoon to add lamp oil to the lamp, he said as if chatting: "Hey, Wangchao, why do some people think that 'it is better to die than to live', but some people can forcefully make up for it in their own minds? Scared to death? As long as Qiu Fumiyan is shameless How can Qiu Dalang still treat him so openly and harshly, let alone kill him, if he is not willing to be escorted back tomorrow and dragged away until his classmates bring him the ransom money..."
< br>Just have a thick skin.
Gu Chi gave the answer: "It depends on your personality."
Qiu Cheng's character destined him to be forced to death.
"My lord, I'm afraid he doesn't know much about Qiu Cheng's childhood experience. He was born in the Qiu family, a famous 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 be dressed in bright clothes and angry horses. It was a big spend, but little did he know that Qiu Cheng had it in his pocket He is shy, and he refuses to show his shyness, so he can only hold on to the situation. Over time, some things have become deeply rooted in his bones.” The less able they are to face the embarrassing reality.
Gu Chi said quietly: "Proud and inferior, confident and arrogant. He cannot and will not beg for his life to his lord. He is also a loser, let him face the ridicule of his tribe and the ridicule of his brother Qiu Dalang. It is better to die than to give alms."
"For such people, it is more difficult to live than to commit suicide."
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: "When Wen Yangong heard that his brother did not remember his past grudges and repaid them with kindness, he sent him a ransom to buy his freedom. body, reflect on the past, and Feeling so ashamed, he drew his sword and committed suicide tonight... I wonder if Qiu Dalang was sad or happy when he heard the news? "
Gu Chi: "It doesn't matter"
The important thing is Qiu Wenyan. He died and got the money.
"Yes, I have an explanation for Gong Xiqiu."
No matter how you look at this guy when he smiles, he seems innocent and harmless, but don't forget his courage totem. But snake. Qiu Cheng opened the microphone passionately on the city tower to greet the Gongxi Qiu people. This guy will always remember it. Before the injury healed, he wanted to kill Qiu Cheng with his own hands. It's just that Qiu Cheng was already Shen Tang's prisoner, so he had scruples so he didn't do anything extreme.
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 does not necessarily have to die, but if Shen Tang needs to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, he must die.
You have to die, but not because of Shen Tang.
Just after reading two lines of words, panicked footsteps came from outside the conference hall. Before the officer could catch his breath, he saluted and said, "My lord, Wen Yangong committed suicide, and the doctor was unable to save him by then."
Crack!
Gu Chi was so "shocked" that he let go and smashed the letter on the table.
After a breath, the young official heard his lord's calm response: "I understand, did Wen Yangong leave any last words?"
The young official replied: "Wen Yangong ordered his wife to remarry."
< br>Shen Tang paused while holding the letter.
"...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 and became a ghost couple. In comparison, what Qiu Fumiyan did was still a personal matter.
"Lord, is this going to be a funeral?"
It took Gu Chi a while to "calm down".
Shen Tang pondered for a moment before speaking: "Let's mourn. Quickly order people to set up the mourning hall, make the cause and effect public, and allow Wen Yangong's old ministers to come to pay their respects. After the seven-day mourning period is over, he will be escorted to help his relatives. The spirit returns home, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.”
The funeral hall was quickly decorated.
The old ministers of Qiu Cheng who were still in Xiaocheng received the news that their old master had committed suicide that night. They had known Qiu Cheng for less than a year or two and knew his temper well. He can do this. Everyone didn't know the details of Shen Tang's request to the junior official, so they didn't become suspicious. After hearing that Shen Tang allowed them to go to mourn, some left immediately, while the rest waited until daytime or didn't come at all.
White flags were hung everywhere in Tangyuan.
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. pins. Qiu Cheng closed his eyes tightly and clasped his hands on his chest. At first glance, he looked like a stranger. But the eldest lady, who had worked so hard for this, looked more like a dead person.
Qiu Cheng’s children knelt on the ground.
The youngest ones didn’t know what happened, and the oldest ones didn’t know whether they were alive or dead. Their expressions showed confusion and fear about the future, and the middle ones actually cried loudly. Several old ministers who came over saw this and burst into tears. The eldest lady knows them all.
The voice was solemn: "Since Wen Yan left, he went cleanly, and he didn't want to drag you down. Why did you come here?"
Some of them refused to surrender to Shen Tang and could only wait. The redemption money was sent to them, or they could not wait for the redemption money, so they could only roll up their sleeves and earn working hours. Some of them had already changed careers. Especially the latter, they are not afraid of arousing Shen Tang's suspicion when they come here?
"Why did the mistress say these unscrupulous things? Who is afraid of this?" The person who spoke was a burly man, and he was also the only brave warrior among the people who put down his body to earn working hours. Because I sleep in Datongbu every day, my body still smells like fermented sweat. When he received the news, he summoned his war horse and galloped all the way over, "My lord, why are you doing this?"
The green hills are left without worrying about having no firewood!
The eldest lady had red eyes, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said feebly: "His temper is so...how can he be persuaded?"
Young couples understand each other best.
"Alas, my lord... I should have known, I should have known, that 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 eldest lady interrupted him: "Let's burn a stick of incense."
The "dispute" he mentioned happened not long ago.
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 colleagues, and with a bad temper, he rushed over and asked Qiu Cheng when he was so cold and ruthless. Not to mention that Miao Shu was once his former minister and even Qiu Cheng's concubine. How could they be considered husband and wife? Not even worthy of a thin coffin after death? How could Qiu Cheng bear such questioning?
Dang even said that this was a family matter, and Miao Shu was a concubine. Her identity 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. His current situation The situation cannot be messed up casually. The burly and strong man didn't listen to these roundabout things. He didn't even have a mourning hall. He left the person in the courtyard and was watched by people coming and going every day. It was a shame and a shame!
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 doesn't want to take risks, he takes the initiative from his humble position! All consequences will be attributed to Shen Jun! 】
At that time, he was very angry with Qiucheng for being cowardly and cold-blooded.
Now that people are dead and the lights are out, they can no longer care about these things.
Everyone came to offer incense one after another, and one of them stood out. He was limping and his right hand was hanging on his chest. Looking at his face, it was obvious that he was deficient in both energy and blood, probably from a serious injury that had not yet healed. He struggled to burn incense for Qiu Cheng and asked his servants for a futon to prepare for his old master's wake.
The eldest lady hurriedly said: "Sir, it's inconvenient, but..."
He refused: "It doesn't matter."
The eldest lady had no choice but to agree.
He asked: "Why did Wen Yangong suddenly develop a desire to die?"
The eldest lady repeated what she had said many times with a numb expression. The next words of the other people who came to mourn were to comfort her and express their condolences. Only this person continued to ask: "Can the eldest lady tell you in detail what the little official said?"
The eldest lady was puzzled. But still do it.
The scribe chewed the eldest lady's reply several times.
He lowered his eyebrows and showed little emotion.
The eldest lady asked: "C-is there something wrong?"
The scribe shook his head: "...No."
With the effort of two or three sentences, the two of them, A message came from outside Tangyuan that the governor Shen Tang came 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 accompanied each other, and Liao Jia rarely changed into a cyan blue straight skirt.
Everyone saluted.
Everyone: "I have met Lord Shen."
The lame scribe said: "I have met my lord."
"You don't need to be polite." Shen Tang returned the courtesy, Ignore the miasma in the air In the awkward atmosphere, he turned around and comforted 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 sad."
The eldest lady made a blessing. present.
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, wars are still going on, and all living beings We are all suffering... Wen Yangong, have a good journey. "
As the victor, Shen Tang does not need to say too many words to attract hatred. Gu Chi and Liao Jia also lit up the incense, and Gu Chi listened to everyone's voices expressionlessly.
The contents were mostly sarcastic remarks such as "Fake mercy at this time" and "Come to the mourning hall to watch a joke". Some people also whispered, "In the netherworld, I have such a good friend. True? False?" ".
Gu Chi remained calm.
Take the opportunity to focus your attention there.
The scribe's right hand was hanging on his chest, expressionless.
He has some impression of this person.
He winked at Liao Jia.
Both of them are in the circle of friends praying for good. They share the same affinity and have a natural 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.
The lord asked him if he was willing to use it for himself, and the other party agreed without thinking for long. However, the injury was too serious and he was still recovering from his injuries, so he did not report to the official office. Liao Jia and Gu Chi sent a message into the secret: "What's wrong with this person?" 】
Gu Chi said what he heard.
Liao Jia heard Gu Chi’s doubts and said again: [Didn’t you personally check him? Just such a sentence can only show that he has a good relationship with Qiu Wenyan, but it does not mean anything. If you are worried, find a chance to let him go peacefully! 】
Gu Chi: […]
Gu Chi couldn’t help but roll his eyes inwardly.
【When did you say you wanted to take his life? If he dies, how can Qiucheng's former subordinates who have surrendered truly feel at ease? Let’s see again. 】
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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! ——Jin Shu
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 are a little too long recently? A little bit? Hey, Shiitake is slowly looking for update status. When I am out of confinement, I will work hard to stabilize the two-in-one update...
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