Wei Ci said that his sacrificial text was written in a hurry, and they did not expect anything from the content of the sacrificial text.

Most of the memorial texts used for funerals are articles that express mourning, remembrance, and memorial to the deceased, and the current memorial texts are mainly prose and four-character rhymes, which are catchy to read. The content is basically to remember the experience of the deceased, praise the character of the deceased, and express mourning.

If something goes wrong in the sacrificial process, there is a very high chance that Wei Ci will be stabbed to death in front of Nie Liangling.

The scribe standing in the corner looked at Wei Ci's respectful and pious posture, and sneered in his heart.

He whispered, "He has never met the ancestors, and how he can write a sincere sacrifice is really funny." ”

As I just said, the content of the sacrificial text is related to the experience of the deceased before his death, and if Wei Ci didn't know Nie Liang, it would be different to write it.

As everyone knows, Wei Ci really has a study of Nie Liang, who let his brother Wei Xi in his previous life write more than a dozen sacrificial texts after Nie Liang's death, almost one every year. In the year of Wei Chen's death, he was confined to bed with wind and cold, unable to get up to go to the memorial, but Wei Ci did it for him.

Wei Ci didn't know enough about Nie Liang, but Wei Ci definitely knew.

He sorted out a lot of letters for Wei Wei to handle the funeral, and found that most of the letters were written to his close friend Nie Liang.

Some are sacrificial texts, some are ordinary letters, and some are rambling gossip.

[Last night, I dreamed of the past, and suddenly realized that it has been 14 years since Guangshan passed away, and I am also forty and seven, and my life is more than halfway through, and the pear tree in front of the court has bloomed and fallen several times...... Day and night in a trance, distracted thoughts...... Thinking about the first acquaintance with Jun back then, Jun wore a black crown in Xuancai, stood under the court, and talked elegantly...... All kinds of past, now thinking about it, as bright as the past, like yesterday...... Jun's laughter, words are still in the ears......]

[Woo Hu Guangshan, the sky does not take a holiday; at the end of the three eras, my heart aches; sacrifice wine a lord...... Mourning the early death of the king, I also weep blood......]

Of course, these are all written by Wei Ci to Nie Liang as a friend, and Wei Ci can't copy them directly, otherwise the flaws will be exposed every minute.

With detailed material, it is not difficult to write another memorial in a proper manner.

In addition to the sound of the white candle burning in the tent, only the sound of Wei Ci reciting the sacrificial text sincerely, as the sacrificial text began, everyone's irritable and unresolvable emotions seemed to find an outlet, and Nie Qing even crouched in front of his father's spirit and cried with tears on his face......

After Wei Ci finished reciting, he bowed for a long time, whether it was a sacrifice or a ritual, people couldn't make mistakes, and everyone had no excuse to make trouble.

Someone privately wiped tears and ridiculed, "Is it really written in a hurry instead of someone catching a knife and ghostwriting?"

What is the intersection between Wei Ci and Nie Liang?

The content of the memorial text is all true, and this level of understanding is by no means superficial, and it must be a friend who has a deep friendship.

Someone scolded in a low voice, "Say a few words, you must not be presumptuous in front of the Lord's spirit." I know that you are dissatisfied with Wei Zishun, but you can't wronged people indiscriminately. After Wei Ci entered the account, every move was under the noses of you and me, can the two brothers have the slightest communication?"

Not only did there be no communication, Wei Xi never looked at Wei Ci from beginning to end, let alone used him as a gunman.

Nie Qing, who knelt in front of the spirit, wiped away his tears, and it took him half a day to calm down his sad mood.

He asked Wei Ci in a hoarse voice, "Does your lord have any orders?"

Before Nie Liang died of illness as a prince, out of moral and righteous considerations, Jiang Pengji could not move troops before the first seven days, otherwise he would be nailed to history and be reviled by others. No matter how great the enmity was in life, according to the tradition of the deceased being great, the big thing must be moved until the end of the funeral.

Wei Ci said, "My lord advises you to come down to mourn, and you must be respectful in every move, and there must be no slackness and rudeness. ”

Nie Qing sneered, ignoring Wei Ci's rhetoric about playing Tai Chi.

"What else?"

Wei Ci said, "Stop the soldiers for the time being, and Shaolangjun will help the spirit to go back." ”

Nie Qing was silent, but Wei Xi said, "The young master has his own plans for the matter of helping the spirit, and he doesn't need outsiders to help him plan." Lan Ting Gong is willing to send Zixiao to come to mourn, whether it is sincere or uneasy and kind, and there is no one in the Nie clan who deceives me, we know it. Seven days later, let Lan Tinggong wait. The revenge of the death of the ancestor cannot be counted like this. This is also said by Zixiao. ”

Wei Ci sighed and got up, he knew that there would be such a situation.

In his previous life, Nie Liang died early, and his brother died of depression, so the two brothers Wei Ci naturally had no contradictions and conflicts, and they have always been brothers, friends, and brothers.

This life is different, Nie Liang came to the front of the stage, and Wei Xi assisted him, but Nie Liang's death had something to do with his own father-in-law, and the relationship between their brothers was also tense. However, Wei Ci has no regrets. They are still brothers, but they are on different sides.

"Ci will tell the lord word for word. ”

Wei Wei glanced at Wei Ci with his spare eyes, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions that outsiders couldn't fathom.

Wei Ci said in a low voice, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Nie Liangxin mourned, the internal struggle of the Nie clan was fierce, more than 200,000 troops squatted in Zhanjiang Pass, if the rear forces changed, cut off the grain and grass, Wei Xi and others would be in a desperate situation. Don't think that Nie and the others can't do it, what can't those people do?

Wei Xi asked him rhetorically, "Treat others by yourself, if the person lying in the coffin today is Lan Tinggong, you will know why." ”

Wei Ci was speechless by his question, so he could only choose to remain silent.

"Take care, brother. ”

Before leaving, Wei Ci glanced at Nie Liang lying in the coffin, said goodbye to Nie Qing, and turned to leave.

Seeing Wei Ci leaving, everyone held their breath in their hearts, almost unable to breathe.

Nie Qingdao, "Father-in-law, what should I do now?"

Wei Xi took a step behind and followed Nie Qing's side, he said calmly, "The first master made comprehensive arrangements before his death, don't worry about the young master." ”

The obstacles on Nie Qing's road will be swept away.

The days of the wake-up were very difficult, and the white flags above and below Nie Liang's camp were floating in the wind, and the originally floating military spirit was stabilized because of Nie Liang's death. Wei Chen used his means one after another, and the soldiers not only did not lose their will to fight, but because of their mourning, they were determined to fight to the death.

Because Nie Qing lost his father, he ate very little for several days, looking pale and weak, and the whole person also suffered a lot.

Nie Yang could only persuade him to eat a little more, if he didn't eat, Nie Yang would accompany him silently.

"Ahh

Looking at Nie Qing's unsteady back, Nie Yang sighed in his heart.

[This Nie Liang is also ruthless enough, and he even hid his son from him——]

In fact, there were only two people who knew that Nie Liang was still alive.

One is Wei Chen, the other is Fan Chen, and both are old foxes.

During the wake, the two of them cried so sadly, it was really like their father had died.

The system sneered, [People are waiting for the rabbit, waiting for you who are ambitious and can't hold back. 】

Nie Yang secretly glanced at Wei Chen's tent, [He really doesn't have a few days to live?]

[At most, half a month, in this half a month, he can do more things, such as assassinating all the moths who are ambitious, threaten Nie Qing, and threaten Nie's family. Be careful, host, hold it down, otherwise, even if I help you, you will die. 】