Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 186

Xiao Tingchen came out of the house, and a group of teenagers waiting outside hurried up to meet him.

Su Jiu was full of anticipation, "What did Master Zhong say? The head of the house is really his son, right? Will he be willing to testify for us and accuse Xu Teng?"

Xiao Tingchen rubbed her little head, "He's dead."

"died?!"

Su wine is unbelievable.

Before he could ask in detail, a heart-piercing cry suddenly sounded:
"Ashu! Ah Shu, my mother!"

Everyone looked around and saw Aunt Si, with disheveled hair and a haggard face, running towards Si Dusu's coffin.

She looked at her son lying in it in disbelief, her trembling hands couldn't even hug him.

She wanted to cry, but she had already shed half her life's tears all the way over the mountains and ridges.

With a scream, she suddenly slammed into the coffin!

Dark red blood dripped down her forehead, she looked dull and hopeless, and slowly fell beside the coffin.

Su Jiu covered his mouth, tears welled up in an instant.

……

so-called light,

Where exactly?

……

It will be late, and the mountains will be snowing at dusk.

On the outskirts of the city, a new grave stood facing the cold wind.

The twelve teenagers in the upper house of the Jiazi knelt neatly in front of the newly engraved tombstone.

Zhou Fengxian was a seven-foot boy, but he couldn't help crying: "Headmaster, I'm sorry, I used to laugh at you for being as humble as a dog, and said that your character is not worthy of your person, but now I realize that there is no other person in this world. Man, you can afford the word 'Mei Ao' more than you."

Su Jiu knelt behind him, his eyes were red, "I remember the day I went to the Si family, the head of the house once said that when he studied, he established his heart for the world, for the life of the people, for the inheritance of the sage, and for the peace of the world. But now , the man who wanted to bring peace to the world will eventually be buried underground..."

Xie Rongjing was uncommonly determined, "The head of the house died to save us, as long as we inherit his will, it means that he will always live in this world."

Hua Rourou held the handkerchief weakly and shed tears, choked up and said: "But... such a pale world, such unbearable us, is it really worth the sacrifice of the elders?"

Xiao Tingchen knelt at the front.

The young man in green cloth shoes, with lowered peach blossom eyes, slowly poured hot wine on the ground.

His voice was casual and cool, "If this world doesn't satisfy him, we will destroy it for him and build the Great Harmony he yearns for. If the people are dull and numb, we will spread enlightenment for him, plum blossoms proud of the cold , spring wind turns rain, he will not die in vain."

In the high mountains and flowing waters, twelve teenagers knelt in front of the grave, reciting the ambition of that man.

Stand up for heaven and earth,
Live for the people,
In order to continue to learn from the saints,

Peace for the world!

The thick voice gradually merged into a torrent, echoing in the valley for a long time, and will eventually go to the world and Kyushu with the wind!

The fine snow is hazy.

On the mountain road, someone came with an umbrella and a plum blossom.

He is an old man with white beard and hair.

He was wearing a snow-white Confucian shirt, with jade around his waist, and a jade hairpin in his hair made his appearance gentle and serene.

It was the dean of Jinling Academy, Sikong Chen.

He stood still in front of Si Dushu's tombstone, his eyes showing compassion.

It seems to be a moment of remembrance, and then slowly put the plum blossoms in my hand in front of the grave.

The plum blossoms are bright red, reflecting the fine snow all over the sky, blooming very well.

After doing all this, he turned around and left with the umbrella still in place.

Su Jiu was puzzled, "Dean?"

The old man looked sideways slightly, and smiled kindly, "Gentleman, you can bully him."

After speaking, don't stay any longer.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what he meant.

(End of this chapter)