Qin Jun came and brought Ming Fei a special throat clearing lozenge made by the divine doctor Li Yihao. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He always asked the secret guard to pay attention to Ming Fei's situation, and when he learned that Ming Fei's throat was hoarse, he asked Li Yihao to make a special throat clearing lozenge, with a faint mint flavor, which can protect her throat well, and she should like this taste.

He could have asked the dark guard to give it to Ming Fei, but he wanted to see Ming Fei, so he sent it himself.

Looking at Ming Fei's red eyes, Qin Jun knew that Ming Fei, who was strong in her heart, was a girl with shallow tear ducts, although she was very brave and resourceful, but she also had a woman's sensibility - crying.

He had already discovered that he, who had always hated women, would feel sorry for Ming Fei's tears.

Seeing that Ming Fei looked tired, Qin Jun didn't stay too long, and told her a few words to pay attention to her body, and he left.

After Qin Jun left, Ming Fei took a throat clearing lozenge and put away the other lozenges.

The mouth is a faint mint fragrance, and the heart is full of emotion.

With a piece of melting, Ming Fei obviously felt that her throat was much better.

She lay on the bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

……

The next day, before dawn, Ming Fei got up.

Before leaving the garden, she woke up her sleeping daughter and told her that she must eat the milk of the nurse, she would be very busy today and would not have time to feed her.

After getting her daughter's nod and assurance, Ming Fei kissed her little face and left with confidence.

When she came to the mourning hall, Ming Xinke was kneeling beside the coffin, lying on the coffin and falling asleep.

Ming Fei walked in, and through the light of the mourning hall, she saw that there were traces of tears in the corners of Ming Xinke's eyes.

Obviously, Ming Xinke cried all night and fell asleep.

Ming Fei was distressed for a while.

She squatted down, gently woke up Ming Xinke, and told her to go to her room to rest.

Ming Xinke shook her head, her eyes as she looked at the coffin with a deathly silence.

Ming Fei felt as if she had discovered a secret.

Ming Xinke likes her father.

No, it should be love.

Ming Xinke's eyes looked at the coffin, with a meaning of admiration that could not be hidden, and the loneliness of never seeing each other again.

She patted Ming Xinke on the shoulder, wanting to tell her that maybe the person in the coffin was not her father at all.

But she was afraid that after telling her, if it was finally confirmed that the person in the coffin was indeed her father, she would be even more sad in the end.

After much discussion, Ming Fei decided that it was better not to say anything, and everything would wait for future developments!

In case his father is still alive and suddenly appears, wouldn't this be a big surprise for Ming Xinke.

Ming Fei didn't persuade Ming Xinke to go back to rest, she just gave Ming Xinke some lozenges that Qin Jun gave her yesterday, and let her hold them in her mouth, which can relieve the sore throat.

The people of the Fuguo Mansion got up one after another, and the mansion began to get busy.

Today is the day to send the soul of the person in the coffin, and the guests who come to mourn today should have lunch in the Fuguo Mansion.

That is to say, the Fuguo Mansion has to do white things and put on a feast.

As the chief steward of Ming 100,000, he endured his sadness and arranged various matters for the funeral and the banquet.

The sun came out, and the first wave of mourners entered the house.

Ming Fei knelt on the side of the mourning hall and thanked the people who came to pay his respects again.

Wave after wave, those who know and those who don't know, all come to burn paper money, light incense, and worship Fuguo Gong.

The funeral of Fuguo Gong was carried out in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, a piece of news came and exploded in the Fuguo Mansion.

"Miss, boss, it's not good. ”

A middle-aged man who looked like a steward appeared in front of Ming Fei and Ming Shiwan with a pale face.

"Why are you so frizzy? Stand down, and don't make noise in front of the mourning hall. Ming Shiwan scolded.

"Boss, something has happened. "Steward.

Ming Shiwan glared at him, the steward bowed his head, and didn't dare to say anything more.

Ming 100,000 and Ming Fei glanced at each other, and after Ming Fei nodded lightly, Ming 100,000 took the steward to the back hall.

Ming Fei presided over the overall situation in the mourning hall.

Soon, Ming Shiwan returned, and his face was even worse than before.

Because of his identity, he didn't whisper directly to Ming Fei, but told Ming Xinke, and Ming Xinke whispered to Ming Fei.

Representatives of the proprietors of a number of businesses gathered outside the gate of the Fuguo Mansion to meet the eldest lady of the Ming family and negotiate with the eldest lady of the Ming family on the issue of termination and compensation.

Ming Fei's face was as usual.

See her?

What to compensate for?

What to terminate?

Ming Xinke told Ming Fei the news he got from Ming 100,000.

The reason outside the house was that the Fuguo Gong who signed the agreement with them was dead, and they did not trust Ming Fei, the only person in charge of the Fuguo Mansion, who was a straw bale, for the sake of their own business, so they terminated the contract with the Ming family and demanded that Ming Fei compensate them for all the losses caused by the termination of the contract.

After listening, a sneer appeared on the corner of Ming Fei's mouth.

If you don't come early, you don't come late, but you come when the Fuguo Mansion is holding a funeral.

They picked the time, which can be described as "really good".

"Are they making trouble?" asked Ming Fei.

Ming Xinke shook his head: "I didn't make trouble, I just sent a representative to negotiate with the porter, hoping to enter the house and discuss the details." ”

Ming Fei nodded, and she said, "Let them come in!" They gathered outside the mansion, and they didn't have to make people laugh, thinking that my Fuguo Mansion didn't know how to entertain people. ”

"Yes. Ming Xinke nodded, and then told Ming 100,000 that Ming 100,000 would arrange it.

Ming Fei continued to receive condolences guests.

The officials of the six ministries, the Hanlin Academy, the Guozijian, the Shuntian Mansion and other ministers came to the Fuguo Mansion with their wives to offer condolences.

Just as Ming Fei had thanked the cabinet ministers and their wives and asked the maid to lead them to the banquet garden to rest, she heard a quarrel not far from the mourning hall.

Ming Fei frowned, not wanting to make a branch at this juncture. She summoned the maid and told her to go and see what was going on.

The maid departed and soon returned.

The maid told Ming Fei that she was a representative of each business and wanted to come to burn incense for Fuguo Gong, but the chief manager stopped her, and the two sides quarreled.

Ming Fei thought that others wanted to come to worship, and there was no reason to stop him, so he asked the maid to spread the word and invite everyone from the business to worship.

Soon, Ming Shiwan came to the mourning hall with dozens of people dressed in happy costumes.

Among these dozens of people, there are more than 30 men, and there are two middle-aged women who are dressed in orange and apricot red clothes.

Ming Fei looked at their dress, and instantly lowered his face, no wonder Uncle 100,000 would stop them and not let them come to worship.

No one will worship the dead in joyful garments.

Ming Fei didn't squeak, nor was she embarrassed.

Some accounts can be written down and calculated later.

"Miss Ming, the Duke of Fuguo will not come back to life, you mourn. A middle-aged man said to Ming Fei.

Ming Shiwan couldn't get used to this man's casualness, and scolded: "Aren't you going to worship? ”

Dozens of people did not follow Ming Shiwan's speaking attitude, and accused one after another: "You are just a subordinate, Miss Ming has not spoken yet, what are you talking about? What about the rules of the Fuguo Mansion?"

"What rules are there to talk about? Fu Guogong has left, and the future Guogong Mansion will be over, what rules are there at all?"

"I'm here to worship, not to listen to a slave. ”

“……”

The people of the business name taunted Ming 100,000 with every word.