Hangcheng is just a medium-sized town in Jiangnan County, but there is an ancestral residence of the Zhao family in the town, so its status is also very different. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of the Zhao Mansion, on the high steps, the big stone lions on the left and right arched the scarlet gate.

Under the steps, a black carved golden silk nan wood coffin, a black shirt wooden coffin, silent and cold.

Behind the coffin, a row of women dressed in white and linen stood silent. What is especially terrifying is that their faces are all painted white, and their lips are painted red, as if there is a row of female ghosts standing behind the coffin.

There was a porter standing at the gate, and when he saw a pair of coffins coming, the people shrank back.

Bang! The Crimson Gate quickly closes.

"Oh my God, you actually carried two coffins to smash the door of Zhao's mansion, are you tired of it?"

"No, the Zhao family dares to provoke, and the Song family will end."

After the crowd, in the teahouse.

A handsome young man in white, holding a teacup in one hand and tapping on the countertop with the other. A mink sits on the table, one on the teapot lid, one leg on the tabletop, that posture, that look, that arrogance, is simply the epitome of the young man in white.

Behind him, a pair of equally handsome attendants who looked exactly the same stood behind. Not far away, ten black-clothed men stood proudly under the tree, arms folded over their chests, and their eyes stared vigilantly at the young man's side.

The leader is Xiaodong.

As soon as Xiao Dong arrived, he put on the gold of the coffin wood that the princess of his family wanted to show off with others. What the Zhao family sent was only the cheapest fir coffin, and she threw five hundred taels of silver to buy the most expensive golden silk nanmu coffin, saying that she wanted to give the Zhao family a gift.

This is called the exchange of courtesies.

Overnight, after he heard Qingshan finish talking about Dou Ying's grand money-making plan, he wanted to go home immediately and report to the prince, or hurry up to catch this princess who could toss.

Harm others and yourself!

The prince instructed that he must keep a low profile all the way, even if he arrived at the palace of the king, he could not leave the palace, and waited for the prince to calm down the palace before taking the princess back to the palace.

Who knows, his princess is the kind of person who will never go back if she is released.

Moreover, people who are not high-profile do not do it. No, for the princess's high profile today, he took the ten guards who had just arrived in Jiangnan and ran non-stop in Jiangnan all night.

Today, they all have red circles under their eyes, not sad, but not sleeping.

"Zhao Mansion is just like this, it's been almost a quarter of an hour, why hasn't even a black ** come out?" Dou Ying was impatient, so she opened the paper fan of the cool props and fanned it hard, but it was still a little cold.

Shrinking his neck, he put the fan away, "Let's start building." ”

Yanli turned around and walked away.

After a while, a large number of people carrying bamboo, holding hemp ropes, and felt cloths came from the east, and they turned out to be people who specialized in building sheds. They were quick with their hands and feet, and soon set up a spine shed for the burial at zero hour. There was also a group of people holding the best tribute brocade burial garments, waiting behind a pair of coffins.

A bunch of people appeared on the west side, dressed in colorful clothes, and arranged various musical instruments in an orderly manner, and some people babbled and sang a big play.

Immediately afterwards, a white-faced, red-lipped female ghost standing behind the coffin suddenly cracked her mouth and cried and howled.

The onlookers, three layers inside and three layers outside, were all frightened by the howling appearance of this group of female ghosts.

The tea for the tent was poured and handed to the onlookers one by one.

They didn't dare to serve this tea, and they had to serve it.

At one end, it means that those who come to mourn.

But whose mourning is this?

The coffin is under the door of the Zhao Mansion!

Dou Ying leisurely drank tea and ate a snack, which was very good.

Wait!

There was so much movement outside, it was strange that the Zhao Mansion could stay still.

Sure enough, the Zhao Mansion couldn't hold it back, the door was ajar, and the deacon of the outer courtyard of the Zhao Mansion came out with a group of people.

Dou Ying was happy, knocked on the head of the perverted girl, and sneered at the corner of her mouth, "Start singing!" ”

The deacon's face sank, "What are you guys messing around!" Dare to build a burial shed in front of the Zhao Mansion! ”

A woman wrapped in a headcloth crossed her waist: "What kind of bullshit are you, dare to shout in front of your master!" The Zhao Mansion kindly sent a pair of fir coffins to my Song Mansion and called it to the head of our family. But my family owner felt that the fir coffin was too low-grade, so he brought a golden silk nanmu coffin to return the gift. ”

"My grandfather said that this is called courtesy, and it is not rude. When the gift came, my Song Mansion entertained me well, how could I meet such a dog as you when I returned the gift. It was Ling'er who spoke, sticking her waist in the shape of a teapot.

looks like a shrew scolding the street.

Dou Ying was amused, "Tut-tut, Ling'er is really talented." ”

Yancui was helpless, "The princess can really toss." ”

"The joy of life lies in tossing." Dou Ying educates Yancui.