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The legs of the eunuchs carrying the funeral goods in the palace are trembling, Shengshang, you are oolong.

You're a big oolong.

You're the big black spot in history.

The fat eunuch saw that everyone in the Shen Mansion was looking at him eagerly, and his heart trembled. At the risk of falsely proclaiming the holy decree, he put on the usual smile of the eunuch who conveyed the message.

"The saint remembered that it had been 20 years since the death of Uncle Shen, and General Shen had made great contributions to the country. I thought about repairing the tomb of Uncle Shen to express my sorrow for Uncle Shen. "The fat eunuch is unusually sad.

He also waved his hand back: "Carry the imperial gift in." "The voices are shaking.

The eyes of the little eunuch behind him were full of reverence, and the master was indeed the master. Look at this skill of opening your eyes and telling nonsense, and it is the way to talk about it.

It's nothing to talk nonsense, but the great thing is that you can find a reason why you are fair and impeccable.

The crumbling face of the saint was only saved a little.

Just as the sacrifices were sent into the Shen Mansion, the fat eunuch hadn't figured out how to send the Shen family away.

I saw a huge army of condolences outside the street.

The little ones were all dressed in white, and their faces were full of solemn sadness.

Some people carry the couplet, some people carry paper money, and the rows of white flowers are going to blind people's eyes.

Chu Ci walked in front, and behind him were the little servants of several adults next door.

At a glance, I am afraid that many people have sent people. The family of the mourning owner has not received the funeral letter, and he has not yet gone out.

At best, this is a sign of mourning.

Otherwise, a group of ministers would really cry and faint at the gate of the Shen Mansion.

"What are you going to do? This is the Shen Mansion. The Shen Mansion guards stopped. Seeing the long queue of people in front of him, he was a little confused.

Chu Ci hid the onion under his long sleeves, and tears flowed with tears.

"Old Madam Shen is gone, you have to mourn. Cheer up. Eighteen years later, Mrs. Shen is a young girl again. "Chu Ci is simple-minded, and he has some brains that don't bend.

I didn't know how to comfort people, so I said a big word.

"Maybe Old Man Shen lacked a housekeeper, so he went to her. Old Madam Shen should feel honored, this is a happy event. This is the majesty of the main room. Chu Ci said solemnly.

Under the guard's bewildered face, the thing led people up the stairs.

The long dragon behind him is white and flowery, which is quite infiltrating.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the old lady looking at him expressionlessly. The old and young people in the house were full of confusion, and the white flowers that could not be seen at a glance, hehe.

"Hey, have you been suspended? You can't even enter the ancestral grave? Why are you still standing here?" Chu Ci was stunned.

This guy has a bad brain, but he never thought that the old lady was not dead.

Turning his head, he shouted in surprise at the top of his throat: "The old lady came out of the coffin to pick us up in person." Hurry up and send it up!"

He came out of the coffin to pick us up.....

Hurry up and send it up......

The whole street, suddenly, was silent. It was as if someone had cut it off.

Everyone raised their heads in unison and looked.... An old lady dressed in a festive outfit. His face was pale and colorless, no different from death.

The fat eunuch silently looked at the sky and pretended to be dead, Holy Lord, don't be afraid. The whole capital is embarrassed together.

The face is off, pick it up. If you can't pick it up, you can step on it and mix it in the mud.

The old man has been preaching for decades, and this is the first time. You've done a beautiful job.

"You're here to offer my condolences?" the old lady's voice floated, as if it was about to be dispersed by the wind.

Everyone was already frightened, and the white paper money in their hands fell to the ground. Still nodded stunned, not to mention how spectacular.

The beautiful woman stood behind the old lady, and said that she was noble and cold, although she knew that she couldn't laugh, but she really wanted to laugh.

The whole person was about to suffocate to death.

The old lady's body shook as if she was about to fall. Behind him, Meng Shi hurriedly went up to help and squeezed the beautiful woman away.

It was dull for a long time, and Chu Ci found out after realizing it. Something doesn't seem right.

"That's not right, Man Kyoto is preparing to give you condolences, why didn't you die?" Chu Ci muttered.

The people of the Shen Mansion .......

"Dare to ask, is this an old lady?" a man who looked like a housekeeper walked up, his face extremely ugly. It's also a little weird.

After a while, seven or eight people walked out. It seems that they are all in charge. They all wanted to ask, and their faces looked like they had beeped dogs.

At a glance, there is the Dingguo Waiting Mansion, the Royal Palace, and the Prince's Minister's Mansion. And also.... The descendant of the Taifu family.

It's true, the whole city is mourning.

The old lady's back stiffened, and she couldn't move. Mu Na grimaced and nodded.

Suddenly, there was an uproar below.

The strong wind blows, and paper money and white flowers fly all over the sky. It's like a dime. This atmosphere seems to be very much like a funeral.

"Old lady, you're still alive. This old lady is still alive, this, how can this be! It is rumored that the old lady has died in Kyoto, and she has become an immortal. The supervisor's face changed drastically, and he threw the pot directly.

There were also people who faintly looked at Grandpa Wei, who was standing on the steps, and Grandpa Wei replied with a righteous and awe-inspiring look: "The Holy One is to repair the mausoleum for Old Uncle Shen." ”

Lao Tzu is not mourning with you.

I don't want to live anymore.

The people below were stunned, and they all laughed dryly. Didn't they just come before us? I'm tired, who spread the rumors?

It's so true that half of the capital has been pulled into the water.

"The old lady forgives her sins, but it was really a few days ago that your mansion hung up a white silk couplet, which caused a misunderstanding. Manjing courtiers are all .... Forgiveness of sins and forgiveness of sins. Several of the big supervisors wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

Emma, looking at the old lady's face, was afraid that she would die on the spot.

The old lady's chest rose and fell violently, and it seemed that the whole person was pressed on Meng Shi's body. I didn't have any strength in my body.

Ma Dan, the whole capital is mourning Lao Tzu. Even the emperor .... All the funeral goods were given!

The old lady trembled and trembled, and a piece of paper money, snapped, and was directly pasted on her face.

It's really special, it's the right time.

"Nonsense, nonsense, audacity! Are you trying to curse the old lady?" Meng Shi couldn't help laughing and hurriedly took down the yellow paper.

Look at the panic that seeps people.

Everyone below frowned, we are also victims, okay! Although we didn't do it right, but the Shen Mansion hung white flowers and arranged the mourning hall, is this also your reason?

"I don't know what the old lady should do?" the old manager in the Taifu Mansion stood up.

Chu Ci held a couplet in his hand, and his eyes lit up.

"Both horizontal and vertical are here, why don't you send the yellow paper and the couplet in, how about the old lady keep it for next time?" The voice was crisp and loud.

"These things are all brand new, and there is no need to prepare them again when the old lady dies. It's not convenient for you, isn't it?" Chu Ci looked proud.

Praise me, praise me, my father often praises me for being smart. I really admire my intelligence.

Everyone looked at Chu Ci silently, watching the goods personally pick up the yellow paper one by one.

And then...

Stuffed into the old lady's arms.

"Mother!" Meng screamed, and the old lady's body went limp, and she fainted with anger.

Heaven is a good reincarnation, and the sky forgives whom. Tong Tong saw his funeral hall with his own eyes, and the old lady finally saw her funeral with her own eyes. (To be continued.) )