Chapter 164 Ten miles away

The coffin, also known as the nail coffin and the sealed coffin, once the coffin lid is closed, the person will be separated from yin and yang from then on. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The coffin bearers bowed slightly and nailed the lid shut.

Wang Luo looked up at Chenxi, who was struggling and tearing in the sky, tidied up the filial piety clothes on his body, and stood at the front of the coffin, Cui Xirui and Liu Zaixun stood behind him, and some other Cui Shien's old relatives stood behind.

"Send President Choi home." Wang Luo let out a low roar, and his voice echoed through the empty back door of the Blue House.

"Send President Choi home." A low roar seemed to be infected, spreading on this empty road, and finally converged into a roar that tore through the darkness, and the sky that was still a little dim suddenly lit up, and the rising sun shone on the golden silk nanmu a little illusory.

Like a magnet, where Wang Luo led the coffin carried by thirty-two people, the people in black suits on both sides of the road followed one by one, and finally converged into a long black dragon.

Ms. Park stood on the high platform and watched the black dragon gradually move away, her bloodshot eyes with palpitations, and she whispered, "State funeral, that's it." ”

"President, starting from Chungmu Road, I have received reports one after another, saying that a large number of suspected community members have occupied the road, what should I do?" The secretary wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked anxiously.

"Let Minister Zhao take the people from the Ministry of Communications to dredge, just say, temporary occupancy, and then someone will deal with public opinion, pay attention to appease the people and not cause unnecessary trouble." Ms. Park said softly.

"It will take at least ten hours to get out of the city from here, according to their speed, and the impact will be too great." The secretary said with some hesitation.

"No matter how many of them are, they just occupy a piece of the road." Ms. Park raised the corners of her mouth.

The secretary was slightly stunned, then bowed down and pushed down.

"Let me see how many people there are." Ms. Park squinted at the funeral procession that had disappeared at the end of the road and muttered softly.

Seoul is a fast-paced city, and if you don't work hard in this city, you can't get a foothold, so the people of Seoul work extra hard, basically every morning around five o'clock, most people have already gotten up, eat breakfast for breakfast, catch the bus for the bus, it's always quiet and peaceful.

But this early morning, it was not quiet, countless people got up to find that the road downstairs of their homes was full of people in black suits, men and women, old and young, and everyone had a black filial piety cloth hanging on their left arm.

At first, everyone thought it was a dead person from a nearby family and didn't pay much attention to it, but when the whole small street, even the main roads like Sejong Road and Hangang Road, were full of people in black suits, everyone finally realized that something was wrong.

As a result, similar photos appeared in countless people's social circles, asking what happened, and there were countless heated discussions for a while.

The heated discussion continued until work time, and when everyone found that the bus that was supposed to arrive had not arrived, and their car was also stopped by this group of people, they finally broke out of dissatisfaction, but when they saw the other party's fierce and huge crowd, these people chose to take a detour or remain silent, but they went to a place where no one called the police.

There were countless similar posts on the Internet, which occupied the first three of all the news for a while, until about seven o'clock, the morning rush hour was almost here, and finally the traffic police and a large number of police appeared, but they did not dredge the road, but pacified the crowd and blocked part of the road.

Unlike the national funeral held for the previous president in previous years, this funeral was held without warning, and no one knew who died, but everyone knew that this must be a great person, at least comparable to those presidents.

But after waiting for a long time, countless speculations on the Internet have appeared, but none of the media has reported it, not even the small media has reported it, which makes everyone more and more curious, but the funeral procession has passed Gyeongbokgung Palace and Seoul Square, and really appeared in the eyes of the people.

The long and huge send-off procession, like a long black dragon, makes all the people who watch the excitement daunting, three police cars open the road in front, countless traffic police motorcycles are guarding on both sides of the funeral procession, and the coffin with golden light makes people feel infinitely curious.

At the same time, a large number of people wearing black suits and wearing filial piety cloth tied to their left arms emerged in countless corners, and little by little poured into the crowd of mourners.

Wang Luo, who walked in the front, wore sunglasses, the corners of his tense mouth revealed a colder temperature than the early morning, his eyes swept the street signs on the side of the road, stopped, he stopped, everyone stopped, but because the stop was too sudden, there was a lot of crowding in the back.

"What's wrong?" Cui Xirui frowned slightly, stopping in such a crowded place would always be a little stressful.

"There are too many people." Wang Luo said softly, and then bowed to one of the white-haired old men who had been following from the Blue House, "Uncle Zhao, you must say goodbye to you after sending you a thousand miles, so don't do it here." ”

The old man called Uncle Zhao was a little unable to walk for a long time, his lips were a little pale, and he was slightly stunned by Wang Luo's sudden move, and then hurriedly returned the salute, "Our group of old brothers, it is appropriate to send President Cui on the last journey." ”

"The road is too long, ten miles is enough to show your heart." Wang Luo bowed slightly, "Take your brothers and go to the destination to eat something." ”

The old man surnamed Zhao understood, nodded at Wang Luo, and beckoned his subordinates to leave the team, and a large number of people who came out of the Blue House left the team, making the originally long line empty, but it was still spectacular.

"From now on, in half an hour, about five miles to send a group of people away, so that the line will not be too long, otherwise the road is too long, and they will not be able to stand it." Wang Luo gave an order to Liu Zaixun and continued to walk forward.

The funeral procession continued to move forward, and a steady stream of people joined the send-off on both sides of the road, and a large number of people withdrew every half an hour, but they had crossed the Han River Bridge, and the crowd did not decrease in the slightest.

A person who walks for six hours in a row will feel tired, and in these six hours, the Internet finally reported who the person who caused such a big sensation in this death is.

Cui Shien is known as a 'charity tycoon', and in the past few decades of his life, he has invested in the construction of more than 300 welfare homes and nursing homes across the country, funded more than 50,000 poor students, and donated countless donations to disaster areas every year.

When someone who has made such a great contribution to the country has died, there is nothing wrong with people spontaneously holding such funeral ceremonies to show respect.

One by one, the awe-inspiring 'achievements' blocked the mouths of all passers-by, and no one dared to attack a great benevolent person who benefited countless people at this time, even if the death of this great benevolent person brought inconvenience to their traffic today.

KBS even deliberately vacated a channel to broadcast the send-off team, the first time on the Internet to thrill the situation of condolences from the official public accounts of many large enterprises at the same time, and even the eldest princess of Samsung, Li Fuzhen, personally led people to join the send-off team, and for a while everyone forgot about yesterday's embezzlement case of the chairman of SK that made them jaw-dropping.

Everyone was discussing this matter, and even some good people spontaneously followed behind the procession, although the funeral procession was separated by the police, but they still followed from a distance outside, spontaneously seeing them off.

"Drink some water." Li Fuzhen was dressed in a black suit and handed over a bottle of water to Wang Luo.

"Thank you." Wang Luo's lips were already chapped, and his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses were full of exhaustion, he and Li Zhien indulged for a long time yesterday, and they hadn't slept for more than 20 hours.

The energy drink extinguished the dryness of Wang Luo's throat and returned the empty bottle to Li Fuzhen, Wang Luo let out a sigh of relief, looked at the crowd of onlookers on both sides of the road and the live broadcast machine overhead, and licked the corners of his mouth, "When he was alive, he must have never imagined that he would have this kind of scenery, he had led thousands of people in secret, but he had never walked on the road with tens of thousands of people so openly." ”

"You are his pride." Li Fuzhen looked at Wang Luo with deep eyes and said softly.

"There's very little I can do for him." Wang Luo smiled and shook his head: "It's good to have a clear conscience." ”

"As I said, you're a kind person." Li Fuzhen looked at Wang Luo's smile, and he was in a better mood, and he didn't feel that the weather was a little hot.

"Maybe." Wang Luo chuckled and stopped, turned to bow to the other patriarch, and saluted, "Councilor Shen, you must say goodbye to you for a thousand miles." ”

He has said this sentence dozens of times along the way, and he never gets tired of saying it.

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Tossed by Wang Luo once, Lin Yun'er rested for two days before relieving, slept until she woke up naturally and kicked off the quilt, her charming and enchanting body was white and tender in the morning light, and she slept beautifully, and when she walked out of the room, she saw Xu Xianpan sitting on the sofa watching TV, her face was solemn, and the screen looked like an overhead perspective of the previous military parades, and there were a large number of people who looked like some kind of political news.

Rubbing her eyes and looking at it for a while, a pulled in camera made Lin Yun'er exclaim, "This, is it Wang Luo?" ”

"Is that him?" Xu Xian came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Lin Yun'er, whose face was a little pale.

"It's him." Lin Yun'er nodded firmly, knelt in front of the TV in a panic, stared at the TV screen, and took out her mobile phone to search for something on the Internet.

Figuring out the ins and outs, Lin Yun'er let out a long breath.

"Sister thinks he was arrested for committing a crime?" Xu Xian looked at Lin Yun'er and asked softly.

"What is he doing, he always wants to make a big news." Lin Yun'er pouted and snorted lightly with some annoyance.

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