Chapter 64: The sky collapses
Chapter 64
"Mrs. Jiang helped her mother back to the Longevity Yard! The mamas in the yards helped your masters stand up. The government of my town can't break the backbone at any time. The sky falls down and stands up to catch them! Second lady, The third wife and the fourth wife followed me to the mother's longevity hospital to discuss the future of my Bai's son! Bai Qingyan and Bai Jintong took care of your fifth aunt, and ordered someone to take my famous post to invite the doctors Huang, Zhong, and Liu to come over! Bai Jinxiu, Bai Jinzhi, and Qin Lang take good care of your young girls. Lu Ping immediately ordered people to ride back to Shuoyang’s ancestral home to report my Bai’s funeral. Housekeeper Hao restrains the servants and prepares for the funeral. You do it. Nursing Home The army obeyed the dispatch of Housekeeper Hao. No one should have trouble with the Bai family. No matter the concubine, servant wife, servants, servants, butler Hao can directly kill him without having to come to report!"
Dong’s voice was steady and fast, without any chaos.
Baifu Nursing Home, servants, servants, maids, all said yes, and moved quickly.
The Dong family settled things in the mansion, turned his head and looked at the family still standing in front of the town government mansion, solemnly said: "I’m sorry, everyone, you have been so hard to accompany our Bai family’s daughters to stand in this wind and snow. For a long time, but my Bai family’s big business is now, I really can’t take care of asking you to come into the mansion and drink a cup of hot tea! Hope forgive me!"
Bai's family suddenly faced a disaster, and the mother of the family, Dong, straightened up and arranged everything in the house clearly, which was admirable.
Most of those present were juniors, and they all understood that at this time the Bai family was like the sky collapsed, how could they be in the mood to invite them in for tea, and they were busy making courtesy.
"Why don't you see my wife!"
"Sorrow for the elder wife!"
Dong's eyes are already bursting into tears when he raises his eyes again.
"Sister! My brother and I stay and help!" Dong Qingping said to Dong with a red eye, "What do you want my brother and I to do?"
Dong’s strong support straightened his spine, and his voice was full of soft and feeble choking and crying: “Today is New Year’s Eve, and my family full of men from the Bai family has returned from death... I don’t know where to find so many coffins.”
Hearing this, Bai Qingyan's heart is already twisted.
Looking at the family's children and the people who were still at the door of Bai's family and never left, she knelt down and bowed to the salute. Enduring the pain in her heart, she choked up and said: "My grandfather's coffin and coffins were prepared long ago! Unexpectedly, I did not expect all my Bai family men to be martyred! Five days later, the letter king sent my Bai family man's bones back to the city. Now it is the New Year's Day. My father, uncles, and brothers are too late to prepare the coffins. Everyone feels like we are in harmony at home. The regulated coffin, Bai Qing said courageously, please borrow it! Let my boy of the Bai family be buried in a decent way."
After finishing speaking, she bowed her head respectfully again, and Bai Jinxiu, Bai Jintong, Bai Jinzhi...also followed Bai Qing's words and bowed down on her knees.
The Bai family is a loyal and loyal family, sprinkling the country’s blood on the battlefield. How can the people of the Great Jin country allow the hero to be buried without a coffin? !
That night, on New Year’s Eve, the metropolis cried loudly for the death of a hero, for the loyalty and bravery of the Bai family, and also for the great Jin rivers and mountains guarded by the pillar of the country without town.
Bai Qingxuan, who was guarded in the Qingmingyuan, was shocked when he heard the news. He couldn't even take care of the injuries on his body. He grabbed his mother's wrist and asked: "What?! All are dead?! Grandfather, father...both. died?!"
"Yeah! What can we do about this!" The woman panicked, "Hundreds of thousands of troops died in southern Xinjiang, and the emperor must be to blame! I would not come back if I had known it! In case you get tired, you can go all out. What to do! No...I have to think of a way, we have to escape!"
After Bai Qingxuan was stunned, his eyes suddenly burst into a weird brilliance. He squeezed the woman's wrist tightly, and his voice was quiet and weird: "Mother! You said... the men of the Bai family are dead! This town's state prince is dead! Does the title of the title fall on my head?!"
The woman’s eyelids jumped and her throat rolled, and her ecstasy was overwhelmed by fear: "But, I heard...it was the town’s father who just used the army to cause the entire army to be annihilated. If the emperor is to blame, it would be pouring the sky. Serious sin, what if the door is exhausted? If fate matters, the title matters? Let's run away first!"
"Then what if the emperor doesn't blame it?!" Bai Qingxuan's lips curled up with a smile, "Mother! We are in danger! Think about it... If the emperor doesn't blame it, this huge town government mansion can be us. Mother and son!"
The woman was tempted by Bai Qingxuan's words. She couldn't let go of the monarchy and wealth of the town, but she was greedy for life and fear of death, and hesitated.
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The first day of the first month.
The government of the town government has been shrouded in haze for two days. With the cheer of the mistress Dong, the servants and servants who are preparing for the funeral hurried in and out at the corner gate.
Before dawn, the housekeeper Hao, who had been busy all night, came to the eldest princess’s room. Except for the eldest princess who couldn’t hold back and was persuaded to take a break, the prince’s wife Dong, the second wife Liu and San The wife Li and the fourth wife Wang are here.
Bai’s seventeen lang'ers, plus the grandfather of the country and the five sons of the grandfather of the country, the twenty-three coffins of the Bai family’s main hall can’t fit.
"Take the canopy..." Dong clan braced his spirit, calmly said to the good steward Hao, "just in the courtyard... the gate of the mansion is opened! Let the people in the metropolis and the officials living in the temples, all Let's see how tragic my Bai family is for the Great Jin."
"Report to Madam, Second Wife, Third Wife, Fourth Wife, and someone from the concierge reported that...Many people outside the gate of the mansion had brought coffins!"
Dong’s throat rolled, and stood up and said, “I’ll go out and see, the three younger siblings will go back to rest and rest all night after tiredness! I’ve got enough energy, and on the fifth day...welcome our husband and son home.”
The fourth lady cried again, breathless in discomfort and shook her head.
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Bai Qingyan, who heard the news, arrived at the door almost at the same time as Dong's.
At this time, the red lanterns in the Bai Mansion have been replaced with white ones, and the red silk in the courtyard has also been replaced with black and white cloth.
Outside the wide open gate, the people stood in the snow, holding ox carts, horse-drawn carriages, and their own good coffins.
The sixty-year-old man, holding an ox cart, said to Dong and Bai Qingyan: "Mrs. Shizi, eldest girl... This is a good coffin! I don't know if it is in compliance with the regulations, can I give it to the mansion... The generals or the little princes use it?"
"I am the best coffin! The best! Madam Shizi...Big girl! Use my coffin!"
"My good! My good! I am a serious pine coffin! It is strong!"
"Mrs. Shizi, my house is a coffin shop! The coffins I brought here were all set by the noble family years ago, and I brought them all! They are all made of nanmu! Although they are not the best nanmu! They are definitely worthy of it. The princes of the White House..."
Dong Shi and Bai Qingyan stood at the door with tears in their tears, saluting the blessing bodies of the people who rushed to deliver the coffins.
Let's change here for the time being... Tomorrow, the bald author will write while writing! The bald author is on the shelves, and he is about to ask for a monthly pass...
(End of this chapter)