Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 652 Chapter 652: Condolence 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

  Shen Tang fiddled with the wick that would never go out.

Using a small spoon to add lamp oil to the lamp, he said as if chatting: "Oh, Wangchao, why do you say that some people think that 'death is worse than life', but some people can forcefully scare their brains to death? As long as Qiu Wen Yan went back with a cheeky face and a big fanfare, how could Qiu Dalang treat him blatantly and harshly? Let alone kill him. If he behaves like a fool and refuses to be escorted back tomorrow, dragged until his classmates bring the ransom money, he can still live..."

   Just have a thick skin.

   Gu Chi gave the answer: "It's because of my personality."

  Qiu Cheng's character is destined to be forced to death.

"My lord, I'm afraid I don't know much about Qiu Cheng's childhood experience. He was born in the famous Qiu family, and the Qiu family's famous name brought him far more burden than glory. Outsiders think that the children of the aristocratic family should be angry horses in fresh clothes, and they should spend a lot of money, but they don't know Qiu Cheng's bag. He was shy in the middle, and he refused to show his timidity and cry poorly, so he could only hold on to the situation. As time passed, something went deep into the bone marrow."

  The more exquisite the packaging of Qiu Cheng, the more praise he won, and the higher he was placed, the less he could face the embarrassing reality.

Gu Chi said softly: "Proud and inferior, self-confident and conceited. It is impossible for him, and he will not be begging for a way to survive. He is also a loser. Let him face the ridicule of his tribe and the charity of his brother Qiu Dalang. It is better to die." clean up."

  “For such a person, it is more difficult to live than to commit suicide.”

Shen Tang put the spoons away neatly, put the re-lit lamp back to its original place, picked up the letter on the top of the table and opened it: "Wen Yangong first heard that my elder brother didn't remember the past, and repayed his grievances with virtue, so he sent the redemption money to buy him freedom. Self-examination, self-examination of the past, feeling ashamed and unbearable, he drew his sword and killed himself tonight... I wonder if Qiu Dalang is sad or happy when he hears this news?"

  Gu Chi: "It's not important."

  The important thing is that Qiu Wenyan is dead, and the money is also in hand.

   "That's right, I have an explanation for Gong Xiqiu."

  When this guy is grinning, no matter how he looks or stays, he seems innocent and harmless, but don’t forget that his warrior totem is a snake. Qiu Cheng enthusiastically greeted Gongxiqiu people on the mic on the gate tower, this guy can always remember. Before the injury healed, he wanted to kill Qiu Cheng himself. It's just because Qiu Cheng is already Shen Tang's prisoner, he has scruples so he didn't do any radical behavior.

  When sending him away, he was still talking about Qiu Cheng's head, and he reluctantly gave up when he heard Shen Tang say that he would find a way to kill him after getting Qiu Wenyan's ransom money. Qiu Cheng doesn't necessarily have to die, but Shen Tang needs to kill others to make an example, so he has to die.

   Must die, but not because of Shen Tang.

  Just after reading two lines, there was the sound of panicked footsteps outside the conference hall. The little official who rushed over hadn't even caught his breath, and saluted: "My lord, Duke Wen Yan committed suicide, and the doctor will be powerless when the time comes."

  Patter!

  Gu Chi was so "shocked" that he let go, and the letter smashed on the table.

   After a while, the little official heard the lord's calm response: "Understood, did Wen Yangong leave any last words?"

  The little official replied: "Grand Wen Yan ordered his wife to remarry."

  Shen Tang gave a pause to the hand holding the letter.

   "...Barely can be regarded as a lover." Some power leaders were defeated, fearing that their women would be touched by others, so they took them underground together with a sword to become ghost couples. In comparison, what Qiu Wenyan did was still a personal matter.

   "My lord, is there a funeral for this matter?"

   It took Gu Chi a while to "slow down".

Shen Tang pondered for a moment before saying: "Let's have a funeral. Quickly order people to set up a mourning hall, and make the cause and effect known to the public, and allow Wenyan's old ministers to come to mourn. After the seven-day mourning is over, he will **** his relatives to help the spirits return to their hometowns, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. "

  The mourning hall was soon set up.

  The old officials of Qiu Cheng who were still in Xiaocheng received the news that the old master committed suicide that night. They had not known each other for a year or two, and they knew each other's temperament well. This is what he can do. Everyone didn't know the details of Shen Tang's order for the little official to pass on the message, so they didn't suspect it. Hearing that Shen Tang allowed them to go to the funeral, some left immediately, while the rest delayed until daytime or didn't come at all.

  White flags were hung everywhere in Tangyuan.

When everyone arrived, Qiu Cheng's body had been cleaned up, and the eldest lady changed him into his favorite clothes and put on a light amount of makeup. Even the deep scar on his neck was carefully stitched up with embroidery needles, so it was not obvious. pins. Qiu Cheng's eyes were closed tightly, and his hands were folded in front of his chest. At first glance, he looked like a stranger. On the contrary, the face of the eldest lady who has worked **** this is more like a dead person.

   Qiucheng's children knelt down on the ground.

  The youngest one didn't know what happened, and the oldest one didn't know whether he was alive or dead. His expression was full of confusion and fear for the future, while the middle ones were crying loudly. Seeing this, several old ministers who came over wept bitterly. The eldest lady knew them all.

  The voice was astringent: "Since Wen Yan went, he went cleanly, and he didn't want to drag you down. Why did you come here?"

  Among them, some were unwilling to surrender to Shen Tang, and could only wait for the redemption money to arrive, or they could not wait for the redemption money, so they could only roll up their sleeves to earn working hours, and some had already changed families. Especially the latter, wouldn't they be afraid to arouse Shen Tang's suspicion if they came here at this time?

   "Why does the mistress say these outlandish words? Who is afraid of them?" The one who spoke was a burly and strong man, and he was the only warrior among the crowd who put down his body to earn working hours. Because he sleeps in a Datong bunk every day, his body still emits a smell of fermented sweat. When he received the news, he summoned his war horse and galloped all the way, "It's my lord, why is this so?"

   Stay in the green hills without worrying about no firewood!

   Da Furen's eyes were red, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said weakly: "His temper is so...how can he be persuaded?"

  Young couples know each other best.

   "Oh, my lord... I knew, I knew it would be the last time..." The burly man regretted himself and wiped his tears on the back of his hand.

  The eldest lady interrupted him: "Light up a stick of incense."

  The "dispute" he mentioned happened not long ago.

  Miao Shu's body was left in the courtyard of Tangyuan, and was left to dry for five or six days. He inadvertently learned the news from the old bureaucrat, so he rushed directly to ask Qiu Cheng why he was so cold and ruthless. Not to mention that Miao Shu was once an ex-official under his tent, but also Qiu Cheng's concubine, the two of them are also husband and wife, how come? Not even worthy of a thin coffin after death?

   How could Qiu Cheng stand such questioning?

   Even if it is said that this is a family matter, and Miao Shu is a family member, her identity is sensitive, and how to deal with it has nothing to do with the outsider, but she also said that Shen Tang's move has other meanings, and he can't just mess around in his current situation. The burly and strong man doesn't listen to these oblique things, he doesn't even set up a mourning hall, throwing people in the courtyard, and being watched by people coming and going every day, it's a shame!

  The burly and strong man lifted his knife and said angrily: [The female monarch has the grace to save her life when she is in a lowly position, how can she just sit and see her so desolate behind her? Since the lord is unwilling to take risks, let the humble job take the lead! Let Shen Jun blame all the consequences on the humble head! 】

  At that time, he was very angry that Qiu Cheng was cowardly and cold.

   Now that people are dead and the lights are off, I can't take care of these.

   Everyone came to offer incense one by one, and one of them stood out. Limping, with his right hand hanging in front of his chest, looking at his face, it is obvious that he is suffering from both Qi and blood deficiency, which should be a serious injury that has not healed. He painstakingly burned incense for Qiu Cheng, and asked his servants for futons to prepare for the old master's wake.

  The eldest lady hurriedly said: "It's inconvenient, sir, it's still..."

  He refused: "It's okay."

  The eldest lady had no choice but to agree.

  He asked: "Why did Wen Yangong suddenly develop the will to die?"

  The eldest lady repeated what she had said many times with a numb expression. The next sentence of the other people who came to mourn her was to comfort her in mourning, but this person continued to ask: "Madam, can you tell me in detail about the content of the little official's message?"

  The eldest lady was puzzled, but she still followed suit.

  The scribe chewed the lady's reply several times.

  He lowered his brows and eyes, not showing much emotion.

  The eldest lady asked: "But, what's wrong?"

  The scribe shook his head: "...No."

  After two or three sentences between the two, a communication came from outside the Tang courtyard, and the county guard Shen Tang came to express his condolences. There was a moment of silence in the mourning hall, until Shen Tang in plain casual clothes appeared. Gu Chi and Liao Jia followed each other, and Liao Jia rarely changed into a straight blue dress.

  Everyone saluted one after another.

  Everyone: "I met Shen Jun."

  The lame scribe said: "I have seen the Lord."

"You don't need to be too polite." Shen Tang returned the gift, ignoring the embarrassing atmosphere in the air, turned around and comforted the eldest lady in a deep voice, "Madam, please express my condolences. If Wen Yangong is alive in heaven, I don't want Madam to be so sad Affection."

  The eldest lady performed a blessing ceremony.

No matter what other people think, Shen Tang lit incense, looked at Qiu Cheng in the coffin, and said with a little self-reproach: "Although I didn't kill Boren, Boren will die by me. It's all suffering...Wen Yangong, go all the way."

   As the victor, Shen Tang doesn't need to talk too much on the scene, which is easy to cause hatred. Gu Chi and Liao Jia also offered incense, and Gu Chi listened to everyone's thoughts with a blank expression.

  The content is mostly ridicules such as "come to fake compassion at this time", "come to the mourning hall to see jokes", and some people whispered, "In the dark, I owe this good friend. Is it true? Is it false?".

  Gu Chi remained calm.

  Take the opportunity to look there.

  The scribe hung his right hand in front of his chest, expressionless.

  He has a little impression of this person.

   Then he winks with Liao Jia.

  These two are in the circle of friends praying for good, they share similar tastes, and have a natural tacit understanding. Liao Jia understood and glanced secretly. He had an impression of this lame scribe. It was said that he was the Wenxin scribe Qiu Cheng relied on the most, but he was also the first to change his family.

  The lord asked him if he would like to use it for himself, but the other party agreed without thinking for a long time, but the injury was too serious, and he was still in the recovery stage, so he had not reported it to the official office. Liao Jia communicated with Gu Chi through voice transmission: [What's wrong with this person? 】

  Gu Chi said what he heard.

  Liao Jia heard Gu Chi's doubts, and said again: 【Didn't you check him personally? Just such a sentence can only show that he has a good relationship with Qiu Wenyan, but it doesn't mean anything. If you are worried, find an opportunity to let him go peacefully! 】

  Gu Chi: 【…】

  Gu Chi couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

  【When did you say you were going to kill him? If he is dead, how can the former Qiu Cheng who has surrendered really return to his heart and feel at ease? And look again. 】

  _(:з」∠)_

   I happily took a shower yesterday, and caught a cold in the morning, and I was still spinning when I was typing, and my head hurt.

   PS: Although I will not kill Boren, Boren will die by me. In the nether world, bear this good friend! —Jin Shu

   PPS: Don’t you think that Xu Ke’s plot in the first female emperor’s life is also quite good? (Ahem, this sentence is for old readers, new readers will treat it as a surprise, looking forward to knives... Ah no, little sugar cubes.)

   PPPS: Do you feel that the recent chapters are a little bit longer? Hey, Shiitake is slowly looking for an update status. After confinement, try to stabilize the dual-update two-in-one...

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