The filial son of the Red Mansion

The Zhou family's crying completely drowned out the sound of rain and echoed through the sky. Even the servants guarding the door of the Zhou family couldn't help but wonder what was going on inside.

Unfortunately, it was raining heavily and there were no pedestrians on the road, so no one could hear any noise from their family. Only the officials who came to pay their respects whispered to each other and asked who was crying.

Zhou Yang was the only son of the Zhou family, and his elder sister was in the palace. Although Zhou Yang was not young, he had not yet married. Although he had several concubines, none of them could help Zhou Yang conceive a child.

Even though the Zhou family has several uncles and brothers, they shouldn't be so sad!

The officials came slowly and entered the mourning hall, and immediately they wanted to curse.

Is that the fifth prince?

That person… is Jia Rong from the Ningguo Mansion? It turned out to be this idiot!

The words "grass sound enters the flesh" emerged in the minds of the officials.

Bangchui cried so hard, and with the Fifth Prince around, how could the officials not cry a little harder too?

Zhou Yang lost his life protecting the emperor! Such a meritorious official lost his life, and with Jia Rong as a comparison, if he doesn't show some sadness in front of the royal family, wouldn't he give people something to blame?

Get into his fucking flesh, you damn idiot!

Several older adults are now regretting that they should not have come on the 27th day, but should have come on the 37th day.

It's raining heavily and I'm not feeling well all over. Why am I crying?

"Brother Yang! Did you see that? The Fifth Prince is personally mourning for you. What a great favor from the Emperor. And so many people have come to see you in the heavy rain. Brother Yang, you should rest in peace now."

Uncle Rong's voice rang in everyone's ears. Even Xiao Kun and Xiao Junpeng, who looked rough but were delicate inside, couldn't help but curse the pronunciation of the word "cao".

"Brother Junpeng is here too?"

"Brother Yuan Zhen, no, Brother Xuan Ting, I am so sad right now that I cannot greet my two sworn brothers. Please forgive me. Our brother Zhou Yang died tragically!"

Xiao Junpeng's thick mouth was open and his lips were twitching.

"Brother Rong is really affectionate and righteous!"

He racked his brains to find some appropriate words to comfort him, but the Fifth Prince suddenly burst into tears, almost scaring him.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the Zhou family started crying, and officials, young and old, who had just entered the yard, cried in the rain.

Everyone in the entire compound was cursing inwardly.

Only the fifth prince became more and more excited.

This is a talent!

Seeing Jia Rong performing the sacrificial ceremony, he hugged the two Dragon Guards and cried, and then hugged his uncle Zhou Yang and his brothers and cried again.

This is the true feeling! This is how funerals should be.

Jia Rong suddenly dodged. This must be Zhou Yang's concubine, so she's gone. They can't hug her!

Master Rong bowed and said, "Now that Brother Yang is gone, his uncles and cousins ​​are my uncles and cousins. If you have anything to ask of me in the future, just let me know. I will do my best and will never refuse."

"Thank you for your trouble. Thank you for your trouble. Lord Jia, please accept my condolences!" Uncle Zhou Yang couldn't help but comfort him.

"My condolences! My condolences!"

Jia Rong also said a few words to Zhou Yang's family. He then glanced at the officials who came to pay their respects, and went up to anyone he knew to cry and talk about the deep friendship between himself and Zhou Yang.

Today, Qiu Bailin also came to pay his respects under imperial order.

This Commander Qiu has been very successful recently. Not only has he done several important things for the emperor, but after the commander of the Jinyi Palace, Zhao Quan, was reprimanded by the current emperor, Commander Qiu has gained the trust of the current emperor and King Zhongshun.

Qiu Bailin led his son Qiu Jiheng into the Zhou Mansion. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"That hammer wouldn't be in the Zhou family, right?" Qiu Jiheng suddenly asked.

Qiu Bailin glared at him unhappily and said unhappily, "Today I came here to pay my respects to Guard Zhou under the order of the emperor. It is the favor of the Zhou family. It has nothing to do with the presence of that club."

Qiu Jiheng thought to himself, if Bangchui was here, wouldn't I have to call him uncle in front of everyone?

It makes me depressed just thinking about it.

Even if I don't shout, that idiot will definitely use some tricks to make me shout!

Ah~ so annoying.

Chapter 149: The Fifth Prince's "Golden Cup Chant"

Dad, don’t you understand that idiot’s temper yet?

Qiu Jiheng was so nervous that he wanted to go home. He suggested, "How about coming back in a few days?"

"No rules." Qiu Bailin scolded, suppressing the bad feeling in his heart, and led Qiu Jiheng to the place where the body was placed.

I hope this hammer won’t cause any trouble!

But...can a fool who doesn't cause trouble still be called a fool?

Jia Rong really didn't mean to cause trouble, he was just expressing his true feelings.

The effect of the ginger juice was so strong that I couldn’t stop my tears. I couldn’t stop them at all.

Jia Rong was just worrying that no one would come to ask him to continue his performance, when he turned around and saw Captain Qiu leading Qiu Jiheng over. This idiot suddenly opened his eyes wide, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Brother Qiu!"

A familiar voice shouted from his throat.

Many bad memories suddenly came to mind for Captain Qiu, Qiu Jiheng, Yuan Zhen, Xiao Kun and others.

This mallet~!!!

Captain Qiu regretted it. He should have listened to Ji Heng and not come in.

When Jia Rong saw the expressions on their faces that looked like they had eaten shit, he became even happier. No, funerals cannot be said to be happy, but rather exciting.

He became more excited.

"Brother Qiu is finally here. Brother Zhou Yang is a man of integrity and loyalty, sacrificing his life for his country. Has Brother Qiu avenged Brother Zhou Yang? Is the assassin still in the Jinyifu prison?"

Jia Rong's face was filled with grief and indignation. He tightly grasped Qiu Bailin's sleeve and shouted, "Brother Qiu, we will not let that assassin have an easy time."

Qiu Bailin replied helplessly: "The assassin was executed long ago, and his two sons were strangled. Guard Rong, don't be too sad!"

"How can I not be sad? Brother Zhou Yang treated me like a brother. He also told me that he would always guard the palace gates for the current emperor, be loyal to the court, and serve His Majesty. Now... now... Brother is gone. Brother is gone."

As Jia Rong spoke, he bowed randomly in one direction.

Qiu Bailin, Yuan Zhen and Xiao Kun felt a headache after hearing this. They felt that the "big brother is gone" that Bangchui mentioned seemed to be referring to them.

Xiao Kun was kind-hearted after all, and despite this he still helped Rong Ge'er turn half of his body and asked him to bow towards the direction of the imperial palace.

After Jia Rong finished speaking, he saw Captain Qiu running towards the Zhou family as if he was avoiding the plague god. He did not wait for others to comfort him, but looked at Qiu Jiheng with tears in his eyes.

Qiu Jiheng cried out in his heart that something was wrong.

really.

"My dear nephew Qiu, I am so sad and heartbroken for you. Your Uncle Zhou Yang is gone just like that!"

***of!

Qiu Jiheng noticed from the corner of his eye that everyone around him was looking at him. His teeth were chattering and he suppressed his depression while showing a hint of sadness.

"Nephew Qiu, why do you look like that? You must be very sad too."

"Yes."

Qiu Jiheng gritted his teeth. He had to admit that he was taken advantage of and disgusted. He felt so aggrieved that he wanted to stab the idiot with a knife.

soon.

Qiu Jiheng actually saw a few people laughing secretly over there, and he became even more depressed when he saw him making a fool of himself!

I told you I shouldn't have come!

"My dear nephew, I can't see because of my tears. Please help me up."

"..."

This day was definitely a day worth remembering. Many people in Zhou's house cried until their voices were hoarse and their eyes were red.

Even the Fifth Prince, who often cried at funerals, could not stand it anymore and admired Rong Ge'er's ability to cry at funerals. Several elderly officials had just returned home and could not help shivering all over, so they went to the incense burner to warm themselves up.

There were also some older and wiser officials who had crawled into bed, shivering and letting the young virgin maids use their body temperature to keep them warm.

"Damn you, you almost killed me."

"what's going on?"

"The club did a lot of harm to us. We were soaked in the rain for a long time. Captain Qiu also brought the current emperor's order to the Zhou family. The Fifth Prince was also in front of the coffin, and there were several people in the palace watching. Who dared to say no? If something like this happens again in the future, we must avoid this club, and the Fifth Prince..."

This person is still frightened.

Jia Rong shook his head and said "no" twice. He said hurriedly, "Your Highness, I am honored to have such high regard for you, but I am not qualified for the job. Your Highness should continue to shoulder the responsibility of leading the crying."

The Fifth Prince was not very tall, and his face still had a lot of childishness. He nodded and said, "You are right. You didn't come on Zhou Yang's seventh day, it's a pity that you didn't see my elegance. I may not be able to leave the palace tomorrow, I really don't want to accept it."

Jia Rong had no idea what to say. He just asked, "Your Highness seems to have a special liking for things that are taboo for mourning!"

The fifth prince Chen Zhou grinned and said, "No one can live for a hundred years without dying. What's there to be shy about? I often hold funerals for myself in the palace, but it's a pity that the palace is too small. When my father allows me to open a palace, I will hold a grand funeral in the palace. You must come."

amount……

So fucking unique.

Jia Rong remembered that there was a prince in history who loved to hold funerals, and that prince's brother loved to stamp antique calligraphy and paintings. The two of them could be called a pair of unique brothers in history.

Fortunately, the Jianzhou Jurchens in this world failed to successfully establish a country, so the stamp-stamping maniac no longer existed, and many antique calligraphy and paintings escaped the disaster.

Unfortunately, without the existence of the stamping maniac, the world has lost more than 40,000 poems.

I didn’t expect to meet a prince who is as weird as the stamp-crazy brother.

Jia Rong sighed secretly and said, "Your Highness is so broad-minded, I really admire you. In fact, I would also like to attend the funeral. I never miss any big funerals, always wanting to send off the deceased."

The fifth prince was surprised and uttered a cry, then he immediately bowed his hands and asked, "What do you think, Brother Jia?"

Grandpa Rong sighed, "Just as Your Highness said, life is only a hundred years long. Everyone has to die, some are as light as a feather, some are as heavy as Mount Tai. The funeral is the last day a person stays in this world. After the funeral, the dead person will only live in people's memories. All the things in the world will have nothing to do with him. How can this not make people sigh."

The fifth prince suddenly opened his eyes wide, slapped his thigh and said, "What a great sentence, what a brilliant saying. We are all people who transcend the mundane world. From now on, Brother Jia can just call me 'Fifth Brother.' Come on, let's go outside and have a drink."

"Is this... okay?"