The promotion of the imperial palace of the prosperous Huangmou

Chapter 325 The Funeral
At the time of the funeral.The Lu family members all wear sackcloth and filial piety.

Lu Juntong followed the coffin all the way, thinking about the laughter at home in the past, and all the past, his heart was indescribably heavy, and he had no time to take care of Li Yan for a while.

Li Yan was far away at the end of the team, with the Fifth Prince following beside him.

The fifth prince asked Li Yan: "Why doesn't elder brother let her keep filial piety at home?"

Li Yan squinted at the fifth prince: "Do you think she should be kept at home?"

The Fifth Prince was a little guilty, but he still insisted on saying what he meant: "I don't really lack her service, why bother her?"

Li Yan didn't look sideways, and his expression didn't fluctuate at all: "What will happen to her alone at home with a girl? Have you thought about it?"

"And after the filial piety is over, should she continue to enter the palace, or should she just marry outside the palace?" Li Yan said slowly, although he couldn't hear any joy or anger, but for no reason it made people feel that he was a little displeased. Happy.

The fifth prince was speechless, and after thinking for a long time in silence, he realized that he hadn't considered everything thoroughly.

In the end, the fifth prince glanced at Li Yan: "Why does elder brother treat her so well?"

"Master Lu is a loyal family, and he ended up like this. Lu Juntong is his only blood, so he should take good care of him." Li Yan said grandly.

The fifth prince curled his lips, obviously not believing it.

But Li Yan refused to tell the truth, and there was nothing he could do.

To Lu Juntong's surprise, all the way out of the city, on both sides of the road, people burned paper money to worship from time to time, and some kowtowed to the coffin.Obviously, they are all mourning Lu Zhihui and his son.

By the time they were about to leave the city, many people had already followed behind their group.These people came spontaneously to pay respects and offer condolences.

Lu Juntong didn't recognize these people.

So they should all come for Lu Zhihui.

Lu Juntong looked at it, his eyes were a little moist.If Lu Zhihui saw this scene in Tianyouling, he would be very relieved in his heart.

Walking all the way to the cemetery, Lu Juntong and Lu Mingheng knelt on the ground, watching the coffin being put into the tomb.Can't help crying out loud.

That's all for Lu Mingheng, after all, he is a man, and he is the nephew in the next room, even if he is sad, there is a limit.

But Lu Juntong was different. She cried loudly, wishing to vent all the sadness in her heart with tears.It's just that the sadness is wider and longer than Jiang Hai, so how could it be possible to shed it all because of a few tears?

Lu Juntong was sobbing and sobbing, until he curled up into a ball and fell on the ground, with his forehead pressed against the ground. Such a scene made people feel uncomfortable.

Li Yan couldn't help but walked up, so many people looked at him and it was not easy to touch Lu Juntong, so he only glanced at the second wife: "Hurry up and help her up."

The second wife was wiping her tears at first, but when she heard Li Yan's order, she didn't dare to cry any more, and went to help Lu Juntong in a hurry.

Shi Ding came here at this time.

Those who came with Shi Ding were the students who had been favored or taught by Lu Zhihui in the past.

It was already mighty, with more than 20 people.

A group of people are dressed in condolences.

When they reached the grave, they knelt down in unison.

Such a situation is inevitably surprising.

Li Yan glanced at Shi Ding, narrowed his eyes slightly, and even the usual gentleness and softness disappeared.

(End of this chapter)