Time-traveling Bastards Are Politics

Chapter 181 Funeral
Lingyou nodded: "Let me think about this matter. The most important thing right now is to organize the funeral of Chickweed, and to stabilize the positions of Zhengchu and Guangbai."

"You can see other things clearly. Why can't you understand this matter? You tell Elder Chuangu that they have the formula of Soul Devourer in Yan Pill in their hands, and tell Elder Chuangu that you will carefully research and develop it. Regarding the matter of Zhuyan Dan, why don't you just push the boat along the way and transfer Zhengchu and Guangbai to do this matter, so that Zhengchu is also willing to stay in Qingyin Pavilion, and there will be someone familiar with the matter on my side Isn't it good to hand over?" Feng Yongyou said.

Ling You was a little surprised by Feng Yong's words: "You mean..."

"Yes, that's what I mean. For so many years, Qingyin Pavilion has many fields of expertise, which are also the same as the old Xingzun in the industry. However, this emerging field should be done by newcomers. In this way, not only the improvement Lost the status of Zhengchu and Guangbai, and also blocked the mouths of the elders. Besides, I don't want to use a word to stand shoulder to shoulder with the people of the palace, if so, then I can only focus on the powder shop." Feng Yong said helplessly.

Ling You saw several elders approaching, and quickly stopped Feng Yong: "Stop talking, I'll discuss it in detail after I think about it, I'll go over and see what those elders have to say."

Feng Yong nodded.

Seeing that everyone present was busy with their own business, Feng Yong couldn't help a sneer from the corner of her mouth, if it wasn't for the chickweed coffin parked in the middle and the white gauze hanging everywhere, she would really feel that today is a day worth celebrating.

Some people even saw the chickweed, and immediately began to ask why the chickweed died, and what medicine the chickweed took to make it so, without any sense of mourning.

Some even reached out to touch the remains of chickweed to see if they were smeared with something.

Some wandered around the scene, all but visiting Chickweed's former bedroom.

Feng Yong shook her head helplessly, this doesn't look like a funeral, it's a gathering of doctors after all.

Zhengchu was dressed in white and gauze, knelt in front of the coffin without saying a word, Bai Lan followed suit and knelt beside her, Feng Yong looked at the two of them, feeling extremely desolate.

Although Guangbai didn't wear mourning, but he was hosting the scene, with a white gauze pinned around his waist.

When Mu Xiang saw Guangbai saying goodbye, she said goodbye herself.

Feng Yong stepped forward to find Mu Xiang who was a little more relaxed.

"Senior Sister Muxiang, how are you? Do you need my help with anything?" Feng Yong said with a smile.

Mu Xiang shook her head: "No, I just saw that Senior Brother Guangbai hadn't eaten since morning, and I was going to go to the kitchen to get him something, but I don't think he has time to eat now, so let's forget it and wait until it's over." Let's eat together."

"How about it? How about this, you are here to help Senior Brother Guangbai, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there are any cakes and steamed buns, let's put them on the bar, after all, I need something to eat. It's hard to say when this will end Well, what can I do if I’m always hungry? Besides, Lan’er and Zhengchu didn’t eat anything, so I went to get some for them too. This wedding and funeral is the most frustrating thing. Although I don’t wear filial piety, it’s my own person after all. If you can help, it's better to help." Feng Yong said with a helpless smile.

Mu Xiang nodded: "You are still caring, Senior Brother Guangbai doesn't like sweets..."

"I know that Senior Brother Guangbai doesn't like sweets and likes to drink tea. I will bring some light and delicious snacks. Besides, this is a funeral, and it is not suitable to bring some sweet, greasy, colorful snacks. I will bring these I know." Feng Yong said with a smile.

Mu Xiang nodded with satisfaction: "You still know how to do things, go ahead. Why don't you take more and put it on a table, so that everyone can satisfy their hunger when they are hungry. I think it's too early to wait for the banquet to start."

"These people don't need to satisfy their hunger. One by one, it's like a fly sees a big dung. It's so black that it wants to make money. How can they think about eating? They can't wait to eat when it gets dark. Can we talk more? A few, make more money at that time. Once this person has other thoughts, he won’t be hungry, isn’t that amazing?” Feng Yong said with a smile.

Mu Xiang looked around, then glared at Feng Yong: "You can say, go quickly! Stop talking useless things here."

"Yes yes yes, I'll go right away, don't starve your Senior Brother Guangbai." Feng Yong smiled and left.

When he walked outside the hall, he saw Elder Chuan Gu muttering with an old man he didn't know, Feng Yong smiled smirkly, passing by silently, and eavesdropping on the way.

"Is this true?"

"That's natural. I just heard Ling lobbying with my own ears. It seems that there is no fake. That kid really developed it."

"No, if it is developed, why is Bai Su's funeral held so hastily without people watching? Could it be that the corpse is corrupted and cannot be seen?"

"You're confused! The Soul Eater Zhuyan Pill will only be effective if you eat it while you're alive. Bai Su was dead when he was transported back then, so no matter how you eat it, it won't be effective! Besides, it's only been researched these years. What did you give her to eat at that time? You don't even think about it!"

"Then why was Bai Su buried so hastily?"

"Why do you care so much? Let me tell you, I put pressure on Lingyou. I want him to send someone to do that thing. You should also help me to mention it during the meeting. I'm afraid he won't let him go." In my heart."

"Why are you in such a hurry, as long as he has the heart, it's only a matter of time before he makes money."

"Oh, you didn't see it, they are making a lot of money, what about us! We have been raped by that kid over the years, and there are not many patients, let alone a lot of natural talents and treasures. I developed a elixir for a dying person! How much have we lost all these years? Can I not be in a hurry?"

"You, it's because we don't have enough money. You don't have enough money to spend, so you think of this thing? It's cheap to make those things, and it's expensive to sell, so you can make a lot of money. I see those people, all of them this year. After making a lot of money, everyone is different. This is true, people rely on clothing, Buddha depends on gold clothing, it is different."

"Stop talking about me, let me tell you, there is a disciple in Lingyou who wants to do this. When the meeting is held, I will call him over. We elders will discuss it and we must do this this year. I am no longer a I can’t bear to see those people showing off their power in front of me. When we were still famous, they had no right to speak, but now they are all riding on my head, hum!"

"Oh, my Elder Chuangu, why are you so excited? Since Lingyou has agreed to you, why are you so anxious? Besides, none of Lingyou's disciples can be alone. In my opinion, they are not as good as that kid's family." Bai, it looks feasible."

"You're really stupid. What's the use of having medical skills but not doing business? You see that Guangbai is as cold as that kid, what kind of business can he do?"

(End of this chapter)