All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

On the mourning hall separated by a wall in the small courtyard.

There was an endless stream of relatives and friends who came to mourn their ancestors. The Su family knelt in front of the coffin, with mournful faces, and greeted them.

Su Wei and Su Chengming were at the front, while the female relatives bowed their heads and knelt in the row behind.

The wide filial hat barely covered the faces of several female relatives.

The one closest to the coffin is Mrs. Zeng of Wu Anbo.

Although Mrs. Zeng has always been in poor health and couldn't even take care of her family, but she did her duty as a filial daughter-in-law in keeping the spirit.

At any time, her thin figure always kneels up straight, and she even cries in a very measured manner, which not only shows the grief for the death of her ancestors, but also her demeanor does not lose the demeanor of "Mrs. Uncle", which is just right. .

Beside Mrs. Zeng, there is grandma Zheng Yurong kneeling.

From yesterday to now, Grandma has never closed her eyes a few times.I was thinking of the old man Su Chengye who never came back, and I was afraid that he would go into the muddy water, his face would turn pale, his eye sockets were black and blue, his body was already crumbling, but he was still clenching his teeth and persevering.

And the second grandma Xie Wanyan at the side, even though she was delicate, she had rested all night, and her complexion was better than that of the eldest grandma.His eyes were red, and he kept wiping away his tears and sobbing. Compared with others, he seemed to have some genuine affection for his ancestors.

Su Chengye took Mr. Nanshan, and just came out of the small courtyard, he told the young man waiting at the door a few words, and then sent Mr. Nanshan out in person.

The young servant quickly ran into the mourning hall, slipped lightly to Wu Anbo from behind the female relatives, and reported in a low voice: "The uncle said that he has already told His Highness about the seal letter, His Highness didn't say anything, just let him wait for the news. "

Su Wei nodded, indicating that he understood, and waved him back.

The boy lowered his head, turned around and was about to slip out the same way——
But a servant woman with white velvet flowers on her temples was kneeling not far behind the eldest grandma Zheng, and stopped her with her hand.

"What's the rush?" She asked in a low voice, "Grandma asked me to look for you several times. If you don't come to guard the spirit, what are you up to? If you don't send someone to deliver the news, why don't you tell Grandma right now? ?”

The young man hurriedly confessed his crime, knelt down beside the woman, and in a low voice explained how Su Chengye checked the letter, and how he asked Mr. Nanshan to testify, the whole process.

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the three hostesses next to each other to hear clearly.

The second grandma Xie Wanyan hiccupped, covered her eyes with a veil, and gave the eldest grandma Zheng a hard look.

The slender willow-leaf eyebrows seemed to be frowning but not frowning, with a hint of displeasure.

Grandma Zheng, noticed her gaze, swayed her body, and seemed to finally be unable to hold on, and turned to one side.

"Grandma..."

The woman with the white velvet flower on her hairpin quickly leaned forward with her sharp eyes and helped Mrs. Zheng.

Zheng Yurong was on the verge of falling, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she supported the woman's arm, trying to get up straight, but she was unable to tilt it down.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zeng sighed and instructed softly: "Yu Rong has been guarding for a day and a night. She is too tired. I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on. I'm at home on Tuesday, help your grandma go back to rest, and it won't be too late to come back at night." .”

Zheng Yurong thanked in a low voice.

The woman behind her also responded, and winked at the maid beside her, and the two of them worked together to help Zheng Yurong back out.

After she left, the second mistress Xie Wanyan remained calm, knelt down beside Mrs. Zeng, pretended to wipe her tears with a handkerchief, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Mother-in-law, brother, what do you mean by this? Do you still think I have been wronged?" Is it possible to get Uncle Nine?"

"Your elder brother is simple-minded and straightforward, and he is easily deceived. Don't be as knowledgeable as him." Mrs. Zeng looked at her sideways and comforted her in a gentle voice: "As the saying goes, those who are clean are self-cleaning. There is justice in this world, so why be afraid of others? look at you."

"What the mother-in-law said is that the daughter-in-law has been educated." Xie Wanyan said obediently.

At the same time, Mrs. Zheng was helped back to the yard by Tuesday's family. After cleaning her hands and washing her face, she just lay on the bed and wanted to catch her breath.

Putong from Tuesday's family knelt on the ground, with an anxious expression on his face: "Grandma, there is something wrong with the maidservant's house, and I want to plead guilty to Grandma."

Zheng's face changed slightly, and she sat up with force, "Don't worry, tell me carefully..."

*
Shen Lingxi changed her embroidered clothes to change her face, put on her own dress, restored her original appearance, and followed Chunjun to Xie's mother's house.

This is a yard just entered, the mourning hall has been hastily arranged, and the coffin is parked in the upper room.

Because the uncle's mansion is doing funerals, the servants in the mansion are so busy that they don't touch the ground.

After Mama Xie's mourning hall was set up, all the servants who came to take care of her rushed back to work in the residence.

There is only a ten-year-old rough envoy girl in the corridor, guarding in front of the door, and there is a medicine stove at her feet, bubbling medicine juice.

In addition, no matter whether it is the courtyard or the mourning hall, there is no one in sight.

Lianqiao, who was supposed to keep watch, didn't know where she went.

"Is the girl here to express condolences?" The little girl stepped forward and asked timidly.

Her eyes couldn't help glancing at Shen Lingxi, who was wearing an embroidered robe, Chunjun, with a hint of vigilance.

Shen Lingxi nodded with a smile, "I was entrusted by someone to come to express my condolences to Xie Mama, where is Lianqiao? Is she in the room?"

"Sister Lian is mourning too much, the doctor told her to stay in bed." The little girl said nervously, "She just fell asleep and will wake up after a while. If you want to find Sister Lian, you might as well wait until tomorrow when she is better."

Shen Lingxi had expected it, and was not surprised.

"That being the case, then I'll go to worship and thank my mother first."

She said, and walked to the mourning hall.

The little girl hurriedly followed, because Shen Lingxi came with the Embroidery Envoy, which made her very nervous.

Shen Lingxi walked down the corridor and was about to enter the house when she suddenly smelled the fragrance of medicine wafting from the medicine stove.

She twitched slightly between her eyebrows, turned around and walked to the medicine stove, and squatted down.

The little girl's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly stopped in front.

"Don't you want to express condolences, Miss? This is Sister Lian's medicine. It's very bitter, so please don't look at it, Miss."

Not only this little girl, but even Xie's mother, who was following behind Shen Lingxi, was also anxious, but pretended to be calm and floated to the medicine stove.

The ancestor was a little surprised.

Shen Lingxi looked at them with a half-smile, and casually picked up an unopened medicine package from the side.

"The taste of this medicine is weird... I have a little understanding of medicine, let me take a look for Miss Lianqiao."

As he spoke, he picked up the medicine bag and slowly opened it.

Just when Shen Lingxi was about to open the medicine package——
"Who are you?" Lian Qiao hurriedly came out from the bedroom with the curtain lifted.

She snatched the medicine bag from Shen Lingxi's hand and asked, "I don't know you at all. What are you doing at my house?"

"It's okay if you don't know me." Shen Lingxi looked at her with a smile, "It's good that your grandmother knows me. She passed away in a hurry, and she didn't explain many things to you clearly. She entrusted me with a dream last night and asked me to see her for her." And you……"