Because the Wanjialiang gang had already released their words, if anyone dared to come to Zhao Tiancheng's funeral, his whole family would be destroyed, so there were really few people who came to Zhao Tiancheng's funeral, except for the brothers of the criminal police team of the county bureau, the others were Zhao Tiancheng's close relatives who really couldn't help but come.

But none of the relatives who were far away from Zhao Tiancheng's family came, and not many of them even came from the neighborhood. Wan Jialiang is notorious in Pingchuan County, and they are afraid that if they attend Zhao Tiancheng's funeral, Wan Jialiang will really find trouble for them in the future.

Even these relatives who came, some of them also looked worried, for fear that people from Wanjialiang would suddenly break in at this time. Make a note of what they look like.

Standing on the other side of the offering table was an old man with white hair and beard, reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the old man looked sad and angry. He has been a guest in the village for half his life, but all red and white affairs are inseparable from this old man, writing couplets, and all kinds of etiquette arrangements are the work of this old man.

What made the old man sad and indignant was that today turned out to be the easiest time in his life, there were so few guests that he was almost useless as a good guest!

The world is declining, the people's hearts are not ancient, such a good policeman sacrificed, just because of a sentence on the road, those people did not even have the courage to participate in the funeral of the martyrs, which made this old man in the armor really can't figure it out, if ordinary people are afraid of the wicked, why are the leaders of the Pingchuan Police Department also afraid of the wicked? Or is it that Zhao Tian is a small adult, and they disdain to come to Zhao Tiancheng's funeral?

Zhao Changshu subconsciously looked at the old man twice, and admired this old man with glasses a little more in his heart, even some young and middle-aged men did not dare to come to Zhao Tiancheng's funeral, but this old man was able to come as a confidant, which shows the courage of the old man.

When Zhang Liwu saw Zhao Changshu coming, he immediately said to the old man in Huajia: "Uncle, County Magistrate Zhao has come to send Tiancheng." ”

The old man was shocked, his eyes were a little moist, and he shouted in a loud voice: "There is a guest!"

Under normal circumstances, with the shouting of the old man, it should be mournful and joyful, and the trombone sounds. However, at this time, because there was no mourning, the old man's shouts seemed so lonely.

In the shouting of the old man's long voice, Zhao Changshu steadily walked to the front of the offering table and stood still, and the old man in the armor took a bunch of incense from the offering table and handed it to Zhao Changshu, and then lit the lighter to help Zhao Changshu light it.

"Guests offer incense, one bow, another bow, three bows!" the old man's long voice sounded again.

Zhao Changshu held the incense high above the top, bowed respectfully three times, and then inserted the incense into the large incense burner on the offering table.

"Congratulations!"

Zhao Tiancheng's parents, who had been waiting on the side, immediately bowed ninety degrees and returned the salute to Zhao Changlan. According to local customs, relatives should return the gift by the children of the deceased kneeling and kowtowing, but Zhao Tiancheng is not married, so his parents can only bow on their behalf.

Zhao Changshu hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the two old men who saluted him, and said, "Uncle, people can't be resurrected after death, you and the eldest mother still have to take care of their bodies, mourn!"

"County Magistrate Zhao, thank you for coming to see Tiancheng on his last journey!

While speaking, Uncle Zhao couldn't stop crying. Uncle Zhao didn't expect that even his relatives and friends didn't dare to come to see his son off for a ride, and the magistrate of a county with a dignified spear Zhao would personally come to see his son off for the last time.

At this moment, Zhao Tiancheng's mother suddenly knelt in front of Zhao Changshu with a puff, and cried and said: "County Magistrate Zhao, Tiancheng is unjust, you must give Tiancheng justice!"

Zhao Changshu hurriedly helped Zhao Tiancheng's mother up, and said solemnly: "Auntie, don't worry, I, Zhao Changshu, swore to Brother Tiancheng's mourning hall today, if the criminals are not brought to justice, I Zhao Changshu will write the three words upside down!"

Although Zhao Changshu is the county magistrate, he is a person who can't speak official words, and he doesn't bother to speak official words, so he will say whatever he has in his heart, but his sincere words made everyone in the courtyard shocked. Especially the old man in the sixtieth century, who served as a knowledger, twisted his white beard and nodded secretly.

As Zhao Changshu spoke, he took out a white envelope from his pocket, handed it to Uncle Zhao, and said, "Uncle, this is two thousand yuan, which is a little bit of personal meaning for me Zhao Changlan." You must accept it, Tiancheng is gone, and you two old men will not have any financial resources in the future, so you must have this money in your hands. I will definitely solve the issue of Brother Tiancheng's pension and family treatment for you as soon as possible. ”

"No, no! County Magistrate Zhao, if you can personally come to send Tiancheng a ride, we are very grateful, how can we collect your money! We can't ask for it!" Uncle Zhao said as he pushed the money back into Zhao Changlan's hand.

"County Magistrate Zhao, we can't ask for your money! Tiancheng has been a policeman for half his life, and he hasn't taken a penny of black money from others, and if we ask for your money, he won't forgive us under Jiuquan!" Zhao Tiancheng's mother also said anxiously.

Just when Zhao Changshu didn't know how to persuade Zhao Tiancheng's parents to get the money, the old man who served as a confidant came over and said: "Old Zhao, this is a wish of County Magistrate Zhao, not black money, you can accept it." ”

As he spoke, the old man took the money from Zhao Changshu's hand, and then forced it into Uncle Zhao's hand. Then he said: "County Magistrate Zhao, please come here for tea." ”

A small table was placed in the southwest corner of the courtyard, and the teapots and bowls were all available on the small table, which was originally for the guests to rest and drink tea and wait for the banquet to open, but due to the small number of guests, the small table was not used at all.

Zhao Changlan, accompanied by the old man Zhike, walked to the small table, and Zhang Liwu also followed.

"Zhang Liwu, how did you do it, why don't you even have a mourning band?" Zhao Changshu said with some dissatisfaction.

Zhang Liwu smiled bitterly and said, "I have found several, but people don't dare to come at all!"

A look of grief and indignation appeared on the face of the old man in Huajia, and he said: "It's no wonder that those mourning bands, even the fathers and villagers in this village don't dare to come, let alone them! When I came, my wife and I stopped me, and she didn't dare to say more because I gave me a fierce training." If you are old, you won't believe it, the sky is blue and the sun is bright, and those wicked people will be lawless!"

"Don't worry, uncle, those people won't be able to jump for a few days. Zhang Liwu, you go to the mourning band now, we will give double the price, and say that I, Zhao Changshu, will be their bodyguards here, and after Zhao Tiancheng's funeral, the police will provide them with 24-hour protection until all those criminals are caught! Uncle, please go and inform the villagers and the villagers, and call me the people of the two village committees. Brother Tiancheng's funeral is already a contest, if we can't bury Brother Tiancheng in a beautiful way, this game, we will lose!" Zhao Changlan said heavily.

As soon as Zhao Changshu said this, not only the old man in the armor, but even Zhang Liwu was startled, and he immediately said: "Provide them with 24 protection? Until all the criminals are caught? County Magistrate Zhao, our police force is simply not enough!"

"You don't have to worry about the affairs of the police force, in addition, inform Shan Shitao, let the leaders of the police station come over to me if they are not on a business trip! Otherwise, don't blame me Zhao Changshu for putting on small shoes for him in the future! Do as I tell him!" Zhao Changshu said in an unquestionable tone, and between the words, his whole body was full of strong domineering!

"Yes!" Zhang Liwu agreed, calling out to a brother and leaving the courtyard. He has already made up his mind, today is to tie up, and he will also tie up those mourning bands!

"Thank you, County Magistrate Zhao!" the old man gave Zhao a deep salute to the spear, and then left as well.

The reason why the county magistrate Zhao personally came to attend Zhao Tiancheng's funeral soon spread throughout Shanglin Village, the reason why those fathers and villagers did not dare to come, was just afraid of those wicked people who let out their words, and now with the support of the county magistrate, they naturally let go of the fear in their hearts, and some brought money, and some brought paper, and rushed to Zhao Tiancheng's yard.

The secretary of the village party committee and the village director rushed over at the first time, and they were usually qualified to meet the director of the street office, but now that the county magistrate has arrived, it is the time for them to show their faces, as for those bad guys who release them, they don't care anymore, there are police to protect them 24 hours a day, and they are still afraid of them birds!

In less than ten minutes, Zhao Tiancheng's home suddenly became lively, and the old man who served as a guest was also completely busy, under his auspices, he quickly set up a simple funeral committee, welcoming guests, boiling water, and quickly put three desks outside the door of the grocery shopping yard, three gentlemen sat down in the table, spread out the funeral book bound with white paper, and every villager or relative who brought the gift came here to register the gift, and then there were special personnel to lead them to the tea shed to drink tea, waiting for the funeral feast.

Zhang Liwu found three mourning bands in one go, and the gongs and drums were set up outside the gate, knocking and beating, blowing and playing mourning music. Whenever a guest offers incense, the long tuba sounded at regular intervals.

The leaders of the county bureau also came, and after the incense, they sat down with Zhao Changlan. Zhao Changshu looked at the busy crowd, and only then did he feel a little comforted in his heart.

Director Shan Shitao didn't come, and after this guy got Zhao Changgun to give Zhao Tiancheng a funeral, he immediately ran to the office of Zong Weiyang, secretary of the county party committee.

"Secretary Zong, what do you say County Magistrate Zhao is doing here? Now from the central to the localities, everywhere is advocating that red and white officials should be frugal, and Zhao Changshu is not committing a crime against the wind! He still wants to let all the bureau leaders go over! The bureau is so busy, isn't he blindly commanding?" Shan Shitao said indignantly.

"Nonsense! What does he think he's doing as a county magistrate? Is he the secretary of the brigade or a township cadre?" said Zong Weiyang with a grim face. He realized that Zhao Changshu was likely to improve his status in the officialdom of Pingchuan County through the operation of this matter.

Zong Weiyang began to call Zhao Changshu: "Zhao Changshu, what do you really want to do? Don't you know that the central authorities are repeatedly ordering Jian to handle red and white official affairs? Don't you know that the superiors are prohibiting Bai Gongshu from inviting bands? You are singing against the central authorities! You come back quickly, and the mourning band that you invited me to disperse is also dispersed!"

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