The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1255 Chapter 1255: The Combat Is Coming (sixteen)

"Father, there is a baby guarding here in Lingtang, please go down and rest for a while."

Liu Yan whispered to Liu Ji, with a strong tiredness between his expressions, and his blue eyes grew deeper.

The house leak happened to be rainy every night, and the boat was late and head-winding again. Liu's family seems to have committed this year's too old, and everything is unsatisfactory.

The first was the Hejian Zhang and Huang Song Anthony, which sold the Hejian County inside and out, which caused the entire Liu clan to be confined.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Fengjun died in anger and anger, and his father fainted in the hall of grief because of his sorrow. Liu Yan watched his father come down a few days old and became more than ten years old. The leisurely and elegant gentleman who was nourished and favored was replaced by the sick and weak.

Liu Ji was ill and was very ill. He had vomited **** sputum when he just coughed.

In that situation, Liu Ye was frightened, afraid that his father would overwork with his grandmother, and he would discourage the other to rest again and again.

However, Liu Heji is a persevering personality. Not only does he refuse to take a break, but he is more attentive to Lao Fengjun's funeral and has to ask everything.

"Anyway--"

"Father, your body is very important. If my grandmother has a spirit in heaven, I will be distressed to see it."

Liu Ye said all the good things, and still couldn't touch Liu Ji.

"... You burned more money for your grandmother ..." Liu Jigang couldn't help but cough, and his obscure eyes were dull. "In addition, the sesame oil you donated to the temple weighed another 20%. Be sure to let the temple The master is more dedicated and recites a few more verses every day. "

There are many temples near Hejian County, and most of the local clans believe in Buddha.

The death of Lao Fengjun naturally invites the most famous local master to chant and practice for the deceased for 49 days!

After a bit of exhaustion, Liu Ji's condition became more serious, and he was tortured in a few days.

Seeing this, Liu Yan's eyes exuded moist water mist.

He didn't expect that his father's affection for his grandmother would be so deep and so devoted to the things behind her.

Sri Lanka is dead, the dead is big.

Liu Ye, as a junior, is not good enough to complain about the excessive things that his grandmother did during his lifetime. Everything is gone.

He said, "My son understands that he will remember to donate 20% more sesame oil."

According to the current atmosphere, the time of suspension is different, and it depends on the economic situation of each family, such as suspension of the seventeenth, thirty-seven, fifty-seven, or seventy-seven. Ordinary people can be buried for seven days after being suspended. Smaller rich people spend a longer time, and people with status and faces stop for seven hundred forty-nine days. Lao Fengjun's status in the Liu family is not low, and the number of days of suspension is naturally based on Qiqiqi——

Waiting for the lingering to end, followed by the excavation into the earth, the scenery was buried, and the lingering corpse merged into the tomb of Liu Jisheng's father.

The long forty-nine days not only tortured Lao Fengjun's body, but also to filial piety sons and grandsons.

Liu Ji's body became more ill with illness, and Lao Fengjun could not afford to get sick just after the first seven, and Lingtang matters could only be left to Liu Ye to take care of.

Upon hearing the news, Huang Song was shocked and said, "Liu Ji is also sick? Really fake?"

Shouling is a hard work, and the seasons change. Liu's family has fallen ill and many people have fallen short of staff. They can only be hired from outside the house. Huang Song took advantage of this opportunity to insert a few eyeliners. Among the Fuwailangs treated by Liu Ji was Huang Song.

Lang Zhong didn't dare to conceal anything, and quickly raised his hand to return to Huang Song. The day of burial-- "

Huang Song opened his eyes in shock and blurted out, "So serious?"

Lang Zhongdao, "It's just not important."

"Liu's been too old this year. The old lady's forefoot died just now, and the eldest son's hind leg was dying. Is this to do funeral?" Huang Song didn't care if Liu Ji died, he only cared if Liu Ji died, he still had to Take a sip of the black pot, "You go back and give him a good treatment, what medicine is good, don't hesitate. Even if you use fierce medicine, you should hang this person's breath, don't let him die."

Huang Song didn't want to read two sacrifices in one month, which was too embarrassing.

If Liu Ji died, he would throw the pot on his head, he would not be wronged.

Hearing Huang Song's instructions, Lang Zhong did not dare to take it lightly, and Tsai carefully waited for Liu Ji.

A few days later, Huang Song received news from scouts in front, and Jiang Yanji sent a messenger to the funeral.

"Who sent Lanting over?"

Cheng Jing replied, "Wei Ci, Wei Zi's filial piety!"

Huang Song said, "Wei Ci? I remember him as a friend of the same class. It seems that Lanting values ​​this person very much."

After all, it is to mourn elders on their own behalf, not that they are not qualified.

Cheng Jingdao said, "Zi Xiaozhi can be like the overcast. Although not as dazzling as the scorching sun, he has his own glory. It is normal for him to be valued by Lanting."

After all, they are brothers of the same class, and business is a basic operation.

Of course, this is not brainless bragging.

Wei Ci's administrative ability is inherently strong, but he has a low-key personality and never fights for strength, which makes his sense of existence not high.

The time flickered for another two days, and Wei Ci arrived in Hejian County in a dusty manner.

Under the shadow of the war, Hejian County became more and more depressed and cold, and the nearby farmland was deserted with long grass, and the peasants were not seen for a long time. Although Huang Song won the Hejian County without using strong soldiers, there are still many people in a hurry to bring their families to flee.

Entering the city, there are no people on both sides of the street, the tea house of the wine shop is closed, and the steps are covered with moss and thick ash.

Wei Ci is a messenger sent by Jiang Yanji, Huang Song naturally will not indulge him to come and go freely in his own area, and it is inevitable that he will carry out investigations.

No matter what he did, Wei Ci coped with the leak.

Because of Jiang Yanji's relationship, the Liu family was isolated by the clan clansmen in Hejian. The old house was extremely cold, and he could still hear the weeping crying. This time Lao Fengjun died, many clan members did not come to condolence in order to clarify the relationship, such as Shangguan clan.

The gate was so slumped, even in the most difficult times.

Of course, there are people who do n’t, and the old father-in-law, Wei Yuan, who dare to eunuch, dares to greet the door with enthusiasm.

Wei Ci rushed in, and Liu Yan, who was staying at the Lingtang, heard the news and quickly asked her servants to receive Wei Ci.

At the same time, Liu Ye also informed his father Liu Ji about this.

Liu Ji fell ill and stayed in bed for a few days, but his condition improved a little, and his consciousness was awake.

Hearing that Jiang Yanji sent someone to run to the funeral, he looked for a long time, his expression was extremely complicated.

Liu Ye was confused.

Ever since his father was seriously ill, he often showed this expression that he could not understand.

"She has such a rare thought ... Her son, entertain the messenger well, don't be cold."

Liu Yan said, "Well."

(End of this chapter)