Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 69 The Belated Funeral

In the next few days, Wei Yi finally lived his peaceful life again.

Practice and practice every day.

When the time comes in the evening, worship the moon and practice.

Although the weather was still hot, his courtyard remained mild all the time.

To him, precious resources like ice cubes were simply free and could be made casually.

so.

In his spare time, he also studied some cold dishes.

Not to mention, it was really a great meal.

Chant during the day.

Every day, I recite what I have learned and various scriptures back and forth.

Read it a hundred times and see for yourself.

Compared with the mechanical and forced learning of later generations, learning with great initiative is obviously different.

Coupled with the special effects of mana.

In a trance, it seemed to have seen the fairy in the legend.

have to say.

Compared with other cultivation paths, the Taoist sect is the one that really manages the appearance best. As long as the cultivation level is high, it will be absolutely ethereal and ethereal.

however.

Haven't waited for him to relax for a few more days.

Someone had already come to inform him that he would attend Wang Shoude's funeral.

"Pindao understands, and then I will go to worship."

"It just so happens that it's time to send the prince off for the last time."

Responding to the little maid who came to invite him, Wei Yi was still wearing his green robe and walked outside.

He went and had nothing else to do.

The biggest thing is seating.

When he walked out of his small courtyard and walked to the public area of ​​Wang's mansion.

Only then did he truly understand Wang Mingli's status.

Looking around, it is true that there are great scholars in talking and laughing, and there are no white people in communication. Everyone present here has no low status at all.

Either this general or that Sima.

The military and political circles almost filled the entire courtyard.

Those big businessmen and the like can only worship outside the courtyard.

have to say.

In such ancient times, the status of merchants was indeed a little embarrassing.

The mourning hall is set in the hall.

It's just that compared to the rare white curtains in the past few days, there are more white silks in the hall this time.

All the maids and servants in Wang's mansion are all dressed in plain white clothes.

There are no more bright colors in the entire mansion.

A feeling of sadness suddenly appeared.

Follow this path toward the hall.

When he walked to the hall, he saw the owner of this place.

Wang Mingli and his wife!
At this time, I finally saw the lady for the first time.

Compared with other women, this Mrs. Wang has an indescribable nobleness, which makes people know her extraordinary status at a glance.

Although she was wearing plain clothes, she still couldn't conceal the temperament she had cultivated in a high position for a long time.

In the past, Wang Mingli lived in Pingyang City, while his wife lived in her hometown and controlled the entire big family.

The reason why I came back this time.

Just hearing the news of the death of their only son.

This time the movement was really loud.

The great Confucianist participated in this large-scale worship activity.

The prince of the capital also sent condolences.

Even many important figures in the imperial court were not polite.

Now I see a lot of people.

But if you look through those gift books, you will find that all these people present are younger brothers!

One after another white silk sheds were set up around, and countless people were busy up and down, which added to the atmosphere of a funeral.

now.

Seeing Wei Yi coming forward, Wang Mingli said sadly in plain clothes:
"It's Wang's fault for bothering the Taoist priest, and disturbing the Taoist priest's cleanliness."

see this scene.

Wei Yi shook his head, then said slowly:
"There is nothing to bother or not to bother."

"Pindao really should send Young Master Ling off for the last time."

After speaking.

Wei Yi picked up three incense sticks and lit them, and then inserted them into the censer that emitted curling green smoke.

And just like that, his part was over.

So, under the guidance of his servants, he sat under a tent set up by white-collar workers beside the main hall.

There was no one there when he walked over.

It just so happens that he also likes quietness, so he just sat here, sipping tea slowly, observing all directions.

None of the nobles' children from other places stepped forward to bother them, just to make fun of them.

No matter who it is, on such an occasion, what kind of contradictions there are will not be shown.

Of course, Wei Yi is happy to be alone.

"Mrs. Wang really has a single eyelid."

"Looking at the strong aura on Mrs. Wang's forehead, it's no wonder she's a noble girl. It turns out she's the daughter of a rich family."

"So many dignitaries have sent gifts, and Wang Mingli's connections in the imperial court are really unimaginable."

"However, if you are really involved in the Dragon Fighting team, this connection may not be very useful."

"..."

Before he could think about anything else.

He saw a few people walking slowly towards the table where he was sitting.

"Oh?"

Seeing this scene, Wei Yi was a little surprised.

After all, Wei Yi understands that Wang Mingli is very proper in doing things.

No matter when, he can handle all kinds of human relationships very delicately.

It was because of this that he was a little surprised.

He dared to assert that the relationship between this wave of people and Wang Mingli was absolutely extraordinary.

soon.

The servants brought them over.

It was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Wang Mingli.

However, the two temperaments are somewhat different.

And behind the middle-aged man was a young man who was about the same age as Wang Shoude.

It's just that compared to Wang Shoude, this young man has a kind of gentle and jade-like temperament, which makes people feel fond of him just by looking at him.

And he looks somewhat similar to this middle-aged man, it may be the relationship between father and son.

Let them walk up to Wei Yi.

The middle-aged man walking in front bowed slightly, clasped his fists in salute and said:

"The Wang family, Wang Minghui has met the Taoist priest."

And at the same time.

The young man behind him also saluted slightly, his movements were smooth and flowing, without any trace of restraint:

"The junior prince Yi has met the Taoist priest."

Seeing the two of them being so polite, Wei Yi also raised his hand in return:
"Pindao has seen two laymen."

"Please take a seat, both of you, you don't have to be so polite."

Following Wei Yi's greeting, the two people, one big and one small, also sat down.

The servant who led them over looked very winkingly, stepped back slowly, and stood looking outside from a distance.

Wei Yi looked at Wang Minghui in front of him, and asked curiously:
"I don't know what the relationship between Layman and Layman Wang is. Pindao thinks this face is very kind."

Hearing Wei Yi's question, Wang Minghui showed a slight smile, and then said with a smile:

"As Taoist Priest has seen, Wang Mingli is exactly my brother, and we two are real twin brothers with the same father and mother."

"..."

(End of this chapter)