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Chapter 968 Funeral

Yang Shan's funeral was held in the afternoon of the second day. Apart from everyone in Li's Mansion attending the funeral, even some other forces also came to participate in the final farewell ceremony.

Yang Shan was honest and honest, and he was willing to help others. These forces were all people who were helped by Yang Shan during Yang Shan's lifetime. They were also full of gratitude to Yang Shan.

Yang Chen wore a black mourning dress and stood silently in front of the crowd. Beside him were Ling Yuyao, Yang Rushuang, Li Tian, ​​Wu Jing and Liu Qingxuan.

Although they have no blood relationship with Yang Shan, they all wore mourning clothes today and attended the funeral as juniors.

rumbling...

Between the thick dark clouds, a layer of dull thunder suddenly sounded.

The light rain fell on everyone's clothes, as if even the heavens were crying for Yangshan.

"The time is up, let's rest in peace. All those wearing mourning clothes, kowtow to Mr. Yang at the end." The Great Elder, dressed in black mourning clothes, couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the heavy coffin in the crowd.

Hearing the Great Elder's words, some people in the crowd began to cry softly, and some were holding back their tears so as not to let themselves cry out.

This person who once brought honor to the Li family is finally separated from them.

"Uncle Yang, go all the way!"

Wu Jing went out first, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Yang Shan's coffin. Liu Qingxuan followed closely behind, and also kowtowed lightly to Yang Shan's coffin.

"Uncle Yang, may you rest in peace in heaven." Ling Yuyao sighed, and walked to Yang Shan's coffin with red eyes. She didn't care how dirty the mud on the ground was, so she knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

When she got up, she was already in tears.

"Brother, you can go with peace of mind. Xiaochen has grown up and won't cause trouble anymore. You don't have to worry about it in the sky anymore. I will take care of the affairs of Li's residence for you. You have worked hard all your life, so you should rest Rest." With red and swollen eyes, Yang Rushuang dragged Li Tian to kneel in front of Yang Shan's coffin, covering her face to prevent herself from fainting from grief.

Li Tian on the side was also crying uncontrollably.

He kept yelling "Uncle" and "Uncle".

Among the crowd, there was a desolate atmosphere, and even the rain seemed to be much heavier than before.

At this moment, a burst of footsteps came out of the crowd, and a middle-aged man was seen walking slowly from the crowd. He was also wearing a black mourning suit, with heavy steps and a solemn expression.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing this person, someone in the crowd immediately exclaimed.

The person here is none other than the monarch of the Qingfeng Empire, Jiang Chixin!

No one thought that Jiang Chixin would come at this time?

"I've seen Your Majesty!" The Great Elder took a step forward, and Li Fu and the others immediately stepped forward, fisted at Jiang Chixin, and were about to salute.

"No." Jiang Chixin waved his hand, and said calmly: "Today's occasion is not suitable for saluting, all of you should not salute, I just came to attend the funeral..."

Hearing this, the Great Elder and the others hurriedly took a step back, making way for Jiang Chixin to come out.

It can be seen that Jiang Chixin is alone today. As the lord of a country, he doesn't even bring a guard with him today.

That the majestic lord of a country can do this really surprised many people, and at the same time they secretly lamented that Yang Shan's face is so great.

Jiang Chixin walked up to Yang Chen, and said, "As the emperor of the empire, kowtowing is indeed inappropriate, but I want to offer a stick of incense to Brother Yang, I wonder if it is possible?"

"Of course, please, Your Majesty." Yang Chen nodded, then took a stick of incense from the servant, and handed it to Jiang Chixin.

After Jiang Chixin took the incense, he put it in front of the coffin with a serious face, then cupped his fists and bowed slightly. Although he did not kneel down, this etiquette was enough to flatter many people.

"Father..."

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen suddenly laughed heartlessly.

Dad, a few years ago, you were just a little-known person in the market, but you didn't expect that a few years later, even the monarch of the Qingfeng Empire would come to offer incense to you? Your old man has lived his life in a miserable way!

Yang Chen took a stick of incense from the servant, then walked to the coffin, put the incense on the incense burner, and finally knelt down slowly.

Father, when he was in the Qingfeng Empire, his son said that he would let you not be wronged in this life, it seems that he broke his promise.

But Dad, my son won't cry in front of you, men don't cry when they cry, don't they? Don't worry, I will avenge your revenge. No matter where the king is that day, my son will cut off his head with his own hands and put it in front of your grave!

My son was unfilial in this life, and he didn't let you know his identity when he died. I used to always think that I would have a chance in the future, and I would have a chance in the future... But I didn't expect that after this delay, there would be no more chances.

Actually... I may not be your son, but in my heart, you have always been my father. As for whether you recognize my son or not, let's talk about it later when I go down too. By the way, remember to leave me two jars of good wine!

Although we have been together for several years, but counting with our fingers, it seems that we have not had a few drinks together?

You used to always say that I ran around and didn't stay at home well, and I sometimes blamed you for nagging. It's all right now, I'm not as good as anything in the next three years, so I'll keep my filial piety for you and promise to stay with you every step of the way!

If you know, please forgive me...

After Yang Chen kowtowed heavily, he stood up, the rainwater slid down his face and slowly flowed into his clothes.

After that, all the people in Li's residence, including some people from other forces, stepped forward. Either put a stick of incense on Yang Shan, or kowtow to Yang Shan.

It wasn't until after everyone finished the farewell ceremony that the coffin containing Yang Shan's body slowly fell into the deep pit.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, big brother has been busy all his life, maybe this moment is also a relief for him." Yang Rushuang sighed, and tears flowed down uncontrollably: "It's just Xiaochen You've just been promising, why did you leave so quickly..."

Seeing Yang Rushuang crying, Li Tian beside him also started crying.

Ling Yuyao sighed, walked to Yang Chen's side silently, and said, "Yang Chen, I want to keep a filial piety for Uncle Yang for a while, and by the way... stay with you."

"No."

Yang Chen smiled slightly, glanced at Guanghan Palace and others in the crowd, and said with a smile: "Squad leader, you have been away from Guanghan Palace for so long, the people in your palace should be very anxious, right? If you don't go back , I'm afraid something will happen to Guanghan Palace."

Ling Yuyao's eyes were slightly red, and she said in a low voice: "Yang Chen, I know you are sad, if you want to cry, you can cry, you don't have to bear it alone."

"Furthermore, there is also the old palace lord in Guanghan Palace. Although I am the palace lord in name, the old palace lord still has the final say on all matters in the palace."