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Chapter 1070 Speechless
PS: The previous chapter has been published and is being revised.

Time: September 9, the third day after the Battle of Malacca, around ten o'clock in the evening.

Location: Surabaya City, formerly Bada Hotel, now Xuan Geying’s office in Surabaya City.

After sending away a group of representatives of the Nanyang Chinese compatriots who were full of fanaticism, Hu Biao's work for today finally came to an end for the time being.

Full of exhaustion, Hu Biao walked back to his and the imperial concubine's room on the second floor.

Say it! After several days of sailing, there were traces of war everywhere and the damaged Imperial Concubine and Fenghuahui. The two warships finally arrived at Surabaya City at nine o'clock this morning.

Then, Hu Biao was overwhelmed by so many tasks. He has been busy until now, and he has just finished it.

But after returning to the room, Hu Biao couldn't help but feel sad when he saw everything familiar to him who had lived with the imperial concubine for a while and was full of beautiful memories.

Damn it! The daughter-in-law died, and it seemed that she didn't even know what trouble she was going to make about her resurrection.

Even my sister-in-law died in the naval battle three days ago. Can I still live like this?
Therefore, even if it had been a full 35 hours since he last slept, but after lying on the soft bed with the scent of a royal concubine, he tossed and turned for a while and couldn't fall asleep.

But soon after, Hu Biao realized that with his needlework skills, it was better not to show his shame.

The key is to find the best carver and use the best wood to carve a head.

Why? Seventeen years ago, their family of five had no choice but to move from their hometown in Quanzhou, Fujian Province, to Surabaya City to seek a living.

He was asked to prepare a coffin, paper money and other daily necessities overnight. He also wrote a note and asked someone to make a tombstone according to it.

This time, we can't bring her back to the modern plane, run out in the middle of the night, and do something weird like letting the imperial concubine bury herself, right?
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to bury him in the mission world; I would rather bury him as the wife of the sect master of Xuange Camp, because it seemed that the imperial concubine seemed to care about her very much.

The family, who had exhausted all their belongings and exchanged five tickets for the ship, had just disembarked. The man who was the head of the family fell seriously ill. After suffering for a few days, he left behind a wife and three children, two boys and one girl. .

Mrs. Lin Wu was only twenty-two or thirty-year-old, with a handsome face, and many Chinese men came to her door to propose marriage to this widow.

The reason for this was that he was going to tidy up the imperial concubine and sew it up.

After returning to the room and closing the door, he released the two parts of the imperial concubine's body right there in a thought.

But just like the famous saying of later generations: hemp ropes only break at the thinnest points, and bad luck only seeks out the miserable.

What are you busy with? Of course it's the imperial concubine's funeral.

With this thought, Hu Biao first opened the door and called a guard.

After tossing and turning on the bed for half an hour, Hu Biao thought of something and simply got up and started working.

As long as you agree to come, it doesn't matter how much money you need; if you don't want to come, then that's it..."

correct! Cousin Xiaomei also arranged it together, let’s have a memorial tomb.

Because the body of the imperial concubine was broken into two parts and her head was missing, she was still placed in the space in his hand.

He could only open the door again, call another guard, and arrange it carefully in his mouth.

After all, the imperial concubine was used to being pretty, so she had to look pretty even at this time; he was neither convenient nor willing to do this kind of thing by others.

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Lin Wu is a middle-aged widow, but whenever the Chinese people in Surabaya City talk about her, they will basically give her a thumbs up.

When the guard solemnly accepted the order and turned around to leave, Hu Biao shouted loudly from behind: "Tell people well and don't force me.

The eldest son was only four years old at the time, and the youngest daughter was still in her infancy.

I'm just worried that after getting married, my three children will be wronged.

Mrs. Lin Wu actually declined everyone. Relying on her family's Fujian embroidery skills, she worked hard to raise three children, two boys and one girl.

Each of them has been studying for several years, and now the boss is studying some kind of law in Da Yin.

Therefore, when talking about this woman who has the best embroidery skills in Surabaya City, many Chinese people admire her very much.

If we were in Daqing, there might be some good village elders who would go to the Yamen to help apply for the construction of a 'Chastity Archway' for the Lin Wu family. That night, after she fell asleep for a while, she heard someone knocking on the door outside.

After waking up with a start, she first took out a pair of sharp scissors from under the pillow, and then shouted:
"Who is it? If you keep knocking on the door, I will shout loudly."

no way! No matter how admired they are by outsiders, the hardships of their orphaned and widowed family are simply not enough for outsiders to understand, so they are naturally on guard against them.

Fortunately, outside, a familiar female voice soon came:

"Sister-in-law of the Lin family, I am Jiang Min from the neighborhood committee. I have a military commander from the Xuange Camp. There are some things that may require your skills. Why don't you come in and talk about it."

After hearing such a sentence, Lin Wu immediately put down all her worries.

After quickly getting dressed and lighting the lamp, Jiang Min, the director of the subdistrict office, and a man in a short-sleeved military uniform were welcomed into the door.

But after hearing that she was asked to sew up a body, Lin Wu became extremely embarrassed.

Even after talking about it, the military master had already raised the price to two thousand taels of silver, which she had not been able to earn for many years.

On the one hand, she was born to be afraid of these things, and her heart felt numb at the thought of having to sew her body up.

On the other hand, she usually embroiders some clothes and quilts for some wealthy families; if she sews the body, she may be tabooed by wealthy families.

Therefore, even if the military master promised a lot of money sincerely, she could not agree.

Unexpectedly, the words of refusal came out of her mouth.

The military master who was in his twenties and had a scar on his face and looked like a tough man suddenly started crying after hearing this.

While crying, he said in his mouth:

"I miss my wife Anna, the leader of the Xuange camp, who fought to the death with the Japs for the future of the flower gardening family. Now that she died in the battle, her head is in a different place. She cannot be buried intact..."

Mrs. Lin Wu only heard half of the above cries before she became completely moved.

All the scruples he had originally disappeared.

At sunrise, Lin Wu walked out of Hu Biao's room looking exhausted because she was too diligent. In half a night, she had exhausted her skills.

But facing Hu Biao's solemn thanks and two thousand taels of silver notes, Lin Wu didn't dare to accept it at all.

It's not that I'm afraid of the power of Hu Biao, I just want to offer my heart to the imperial concubine...

At 10:08 that morning, the concubine's coffin began to be carried out from the Bada Hotel; along with it, there was a coffin containing Xiaomei's clothes at the back.

All the Chinese compatriots in Surabaya City, the generals of Xuange Camp, and even the compatriots who came after hearing the news.

They lined up for several miles on both sides of the road to send off the last journey of these two great women, the wife of the doorkeeper and the sister-in-law of the doorkeeper's wife.

In the end, the clothes of the imperial concubine and Xiaomei were buried on a beautiful hill in the port.

Hu Biao personally decided on this place because the imperial concubine had said in the past that she hoped to build a small building here in the future so that the two of them could live here whenever they had nothing to do.

After opening the door, the door faces the sea and the flowers are blooming in spring.

Also from this day until many years later, the tombstones of the imperial concubine and Xiaomei will be filled with all kinds of beautiful flowers.

Because the people of Surabaya City have never forgotten their sect master’s wife and sister-in-law.

One thing that needs to be explained is that the signature on Xiaomei’s tombstone is quite normal.

But what was written on the tombstone of the imperial concubine was a piece of text that if she saw it, she would not know whether she would jump out of it and give Hu Biao a big blow:
My beloved wife Huan is buried here tenderly, and the inscription is, Hu Ertong, a heartbroken man.

Also that night, the heartbroken man Hu Biao received a message from Cross himself. After reading it, even if he was in a bad mood, he felt angry and happy.

He couldn't help but curse: "This Daqing, if he really doesn't know how to do it, he won't die..."

(End of this chapter)