The fast travel is too late

Chapter 228 She is a fish in the pond (6)

"If you can see brother Zi Yu with your own eyes, you will know that he is better than the best you can imagine."

In the end, Lu Zhensheng did not forget to give the highest evaluation to Lu Zishan in his mind.

Of course, he didn't forget to cleanse Lu Ziyu, "This time the fire was caused by the third prince's subordinates who wanted to target Brother Ziyu, but this can't be blamed on Brother Ziyu, not to mention that we have suffered a lot. His many favors are just a matter of fact, if a mad dog bites you because you have a red dress, you can just blame that dog, you can't still hate that red dress!"

The little girl opposite him nodded obediently, pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were pure and spotless, not stained with dust.

That's just what he thought, in fact it was just the opposite.

Xin Wu couldn't say how angry she was, but she definitely wasn't very happy.

Unlike the members of the Lu family who have received the favor of Lu Ziyu, she didn't even know that she was a side branch of the Lu family before Uncle Lu took her to the ancestral house. She always thought that their family was just an ordinary scholar's family, the only What is not ordinary is probably her parents who died young. Apart from this, the others are really ordinary.

From a small town in the countryside to Jiangbei where the Lu family's ancestral home is located, they have encountered natural disasters and man-made disasters along the way, but the bodyguard they invited to escort is said to have the shadow of the government behind them, so there are no dangers.

In the past, when Xin Wu and the others were in the countryside, they didn't need or use their family connections.Uncle Lu brought Lu Zishan and Xin Wu to our home after Lu Zishan decided to take the imperial examination. He originally thought that Lu Zishan, who had participated in the coming-of-age ceremony, would get help from his home that he couldn't get before.

They did come here with the intention of taking advantage, but they also prepared to pay a price, but this did not mean that the price they were willing to pay was Uncle Lu's life.

When Xin Wu was unhappy, the color of his eyes became darker, but his eyes had water, which made them look clearer than usual.

She even hated Lu Ziyu.

If the fire happened after Lu Zishan got help from his family, then although Xin Wu would also be dissatisfied with Lu Ziyu, he would not put him on the enemy's side, but didn't they not get help from their family now?
It is natural to hate or hate.

Xin Wu turned her head, and the mourning hall behind her was a vast expanse of whiteness. Her brother was still kneeling on the ground, his back straight and straight, and he refused to relax for a moment.Lu Rouqing's body was placed in the innermost place of the mourning hall. When she was alive, she was a child who was not favored very much. Now she is dead and no one guards her.

As the saying goes, a fire at the gate of the city will bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

And they are all just fish in the pond, some died in the fire, some are still alive.

"I heard from them that these coffins can only be buried in the ancestral tomb after being placed for seven to forty-nine days. Is that true?" Xin Wu changed the subject, which is what she is more interested in at the moment.

Although Lu Zishan told her that her wealth was not revealed, if she really wanted to teach Lu Ziyu a lesson, then she should move out of the Lu family's ancestral house.

Never eat other people, live in others, and bully other people's children.

So moving out was imperative for Xin Wu.

Before that, she needs to arrange Uncle Lu together with Lu Zishan. If it is really impossible, she can move out alone. She is no longer a child and will not be afraid of the dark.

I remembered that when Uncle Lu was still there, he would always ask his servants to leave a light on when she was sleeping, so that she would not be afraid when she woke up and saw the darkness of the room.

It's a pity that such a good Uncle Lu is no longer here.

Xin Wu blinked, resisting the urge to cry.

Lu Zhensheng doesn't know much about things like funerals. It's purely his luck that he hasn't made any mistakes these days. Now when asked about the truth, he really can't answer.But he is not the kind of person who is willing to do nothing and immediately admit defeat. He racked his brains to think, but before Xin Wu and the others got impatient, he found something in his mind.

"I heard from the clan elders that according to the ancient custom, the burial was done after seven or seven days and 49 days, and it was said that those who died in the fire would be counted as violent deaths. Someone came to give them salvation, but it is said that the current situation is a bit special, and the Qianqiu Festival will be in one month, and the emperor will definitely put on a posture of celebrating the whole world, if we hold the funeral with great fanfare at this time, the impact will definitely be bad."

"So?" Xin Wu took the conversation, not knowing if he should be happy that his idea was quickly realized, or unhappy because he had to look at the faces of outsiders even after holding a funeral.

"My father has already sent someone to invite several famous witches nearby. After they come to perform the ceremony, the coffin in the mourning hall can be buried. By the way, let me tell you a gossip, I don't guarantee the accuracy of the news That kind, I heard that someone has asked Mr. Feng Shui to look at the ancestral grave, half a month later will be the auspicious day for burial."

"That's it!" Xin Wu stood up, looked at the almost eaten food on the table, and picked up the food box on the side, "I'll change my brother down to eat, Brother Zhensheng, eat slowly, don't worry too much."

She smiled slightly, her eyebrows were picturesque.

At night, Lu Zishan was the only person still kneeling in the mourning hall, and he was the only one who actually knelt for so many days.

Xin Wu held the lamp and walked around the path to the mourning hall. There was no maid by her side, and she couldn't remember the way, so it was only a few steps away, but it took her nearly half an hour to arrive at the mourning hall.

In the quiet night, she was wearing soft-soled shoes and walking on the road paved with bluestone slabs without making a sound.

"Brother, if you keep kneeling there, don't you worry about breaking your legs?"

It's not daytime, and there are no outsiders around, so Xin Wu's speech becomes much more presumptuous.

The previous pile of paper money has been burned, and the pile in Lu Zishan's hand was bought from outside. He froze when he handed the paper into the brazier, and shook his head, "What nonsense are you talking about? You should behave properly when you watch the spirit. , otherwise why do you need people to guard the spirit?"

"You're always right!" Xin Wu put the paper lantern aside, sat on the floor, and didn't dislike the fact that the ground was too cold and there were no cushions, but Lu Zishan couldn't see it, and brought a futon from the side, Xin Wu insisted on putting this on the ground.

"Why don't you talk about something during the day, but wait until night when someone runs over. You know that you are easy to get lost, but you still have to be brave. Tell me how many times you walked outside before you found this place."

Lu Zishan stretched out his hands and rubbed Xin Wu's head, the fluffy feel was very good, but after rubbing, the little girl's hair became messy, and her eyes became fierce.

"Don't mess with my hair, or I'm going to..."

The second half of the conversation came to an abrupt end, Xin Wu covered her hair with both hands, bit her lip, and refused to move stiffly.

(End of this chapter)