After Lu Yiduo instructed a few more words, he took Yin Qinghua to say goodbye to Mrs. Lu.

When Mrs. Lu heard that they were going to move out, she was not overly surprised or retained, first praised Yin Qinghua for being selected as a Shujishi, and repeatedly told "Even if you move away, you must come and go often, don't be alienated" Yunyun.

Yin Qinghua should be again and again.

Mrs. Lu didn't say anything more, and instructed the maids to open her storeroom, and to reward Yin Qinghua with the four rosewood carved Four Seasons Ruyi Screens as a gift for moving to the house.

Yin Qinghua couldn't help but be a little stunned, feeling that this gift seemed too expensive, and looked at Lu Yiduo with a suspicious face.

Lu Yiduo made a look at him and asked him to accept it.

Yin Qinghua didn't think much about it, respectfully thanked Mrs. Lu, and left the main courtyard.

Gu, who was busy sorting out his luggage in the south courtyard, saw the four screens sent by the main courtyard, and was stunned for a moment, then smiled again and continued to pack his things.

Yin Zihao next to him has been walking around the house very excitedly, he likes to move or something the most, because he can turn over all the toys that Gu doesn't let him move on weekdays.

Originally, he wanted to ask Lu Qingrong to play together, but Lu Qingrong ignored him.

Lu Qingrong knew that there was no way to stop everyone from moving, so he had to follow Yin Pingru and absentmindedly threw various objects into his small box.

Yin Pingru saw that she was holding a pair of blue-and-white candlesticks with flowers in the Lu family's house with both hands, and was about to throw them into the box, so she hurriedly reached out and gently took them, and carefully put them back on the table.

Lu Qingrong also realized that he was making some trouble, so he staggered back to the bed and stopped making trouble.

Early the next morning, Yin Qinghua and the others planned to go out directly from the door of the South Courtyard facing the street, not wanting to alarm the people in the house.

And Lu Yizhong and Geng, with their two children, as well as Lu Yiduo's son and two daughters, specially rushed over to see them off.

"Today, there is a funeral in the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion, and the eldest brother went out early in the morning to arrange the road sacrifice shed, so he can't come to see him off." Lu Yizhong first explained why Lu Yiduo didn't come over, "On behalf of my eldest brother, I wish you to move to Jishun and Dezhao neighborhood!" ”

"It's just a move, and I'm really ashamed to bother you to send it off!" Yin Qinghua politely thanked him.

The five children in the back also stepped forward to say auspicious words such as "Ruyi and peace".

The six-year-old young master Lu Chengjie and the five-year-old eldest lady Lu Fangyu have all begun to learn to read and write, and their manners and etiquette are already somewhat like.

The three-year-old second young master Lu Chengxi followed behind the two of them, doing the same.

And the second lady Lu Qianyu and the third lady Lu Manyu are only two years old, and they are not very neat in speaking.

Lu Qianyu didn't even know why she had to follow her second uncle here early in the morning, she just looked at Lu Qingrong very innocently, and didn't seem to remember who she was.

And Lu Manyu is different.

Today, Lu Manyu wore a big red colorful engraved silk jacket, a hibiscus embroidered gold horse face skirt, and no less than seven or eight red gold butterflies were inserted in a pair of small double buns...... At this moment, he was holding his head high and staring at Lu Qingrong with a smug expression.

Until Lu Qingrong got into the carriage with Yin Pingru, he seemed to be able to feel a golden gaze following him behind him.

More than a dozen carriages of the Yin family drove out of Jinglin Hutong at the right time and headed for the south of the city.

At this time, on Rong'en Street, the road they had to pass to the south of the city, it was already white.

On the whole street to the west from the gate of the Marquis of Jingyuan's mansion, there are many high sheds, and there are candlesticks, feasts, and music plays, which are the road sacrifices of each family.

The first is the sacrificial tent of the Tang family of the Duke of Yanguo, the second is the Wu family of Anle Hou, the third is the Cui family of Wuding Hou, and the fourth is the Song family of Chengping Hou.

There are countless sacrificial sheds for civil and military officials in the back, and the Lu family is among them.

Lu Yiduo came over before dawn today, personally supervised the construction of his own sacrificial tent, and set up incense, candles, paper money and offerings for worship. I thought about waiting for Mrs. Jiang's coffin to pass before going back to show respect for the dead.

At three o'clock in Chenzheng, the main gate of the Marquis of Jingyuan's mansion was opened, and the funeral procession slowly poured out of the mansion like a white river.

At the front of the team were dozens of people who were responsible for opening the road and planting road flags, and then Jiang Xuan, the prince of Jingyuan.

Jiang Xuan had already completed the funeral ceremony in the mansion, and at this moment, he was walking in front of Mrs. Jiang's spiritual seat, and he was overwhelmed with grief.

Behind him was a huge funeral procession.

First, the Ming Jing long banner with the book "Fengtian Feng Edict Hereditary Jingyuan Marquis Jiangmen's Wife Jiangmen's Coffin", followed by the person who invited the spirit and Mrs. Jiang's coffin.

Jiang Xuan was dressed in filial piety clothes and walked in front with an expressionless face.

At this time, he even had a feeling of losing his soul, feeling that the current qiē was not real, but a dream.

When he woke up, his mother was still there, eating with him and reading with him......

He still couldn't understand the mother who took him to Shandong to worship his ancestors a few days ago, the mother who escaped a disaster in Qingtan Temple on the way back, the mother who was complimented by the people around her that "if you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing in the future", and the mother who admonished herself the day before because she was greedy for fun...... How could he suddenly leave him like this?

My mother has always been in good health, and everyone says that his good body is with his mother, how can he become ill overnight?

There were so many things he couldn't figure out that he wanted to go to the doctor and ask for clarification, but everyone in the family stopped him.

He knew that Mrs. Wu had asked them to do this, but there was nothing he could do.

Jiang Xuan has never been so desperate as he is now that he can become an adult immediately, not like now, no matter what he wants to say or do, he is lightly blocked by others on the grounds of "child's willfulness".

Jiang Xuan suppressed the messiness in his heart like this, lowered his head and walked forward step by step.

When he walked to the second sacrificial tent, that is, the sacrificial tent of the Wu family of Anle Hou, he couldn't help but glance up, and then lowered his head and continued walking, with an unconcealable hatred in his heart.

Ever since he began to remember, Mrs. Wu had been the wife of the Marquis of Jingyuan's mansion, and whenever someone mentioned her in front of his mother, his mother's sad look was imprinted in his heart like a brand.

Originally, he was only a little disgusted with the Wu family, but the departure of his mother made him turn this disgust directly into hatred......

At this time, the Yin family's convoy happened to come from the north and stopped on the north side of the west end of Rong'en Street.

Because of Lu Yiduo's reminder yesterday, today's carriage of Yin Qinghua and several of them is in the front.

As soon as he saw someone planting flags on both sides of Rongen Street in front, Yin Qinghua hurriedly parked the carriage on the side of the road, and waited for the funeral procession to pass before crossing Rongen Street to the south.

Lu Qingrong in the car felt that the carriage had stopped suddenly, and couldn't help but lift the curtain and poke out his little head to look curiously.

I saw a procession like a silver mountain coming from the east, and then going to the west, and it took a long time to finish it.

Among them, a small figure with a tall figure in front of him made Lu Qingrong feel familiar, and he couldn't help staring at the back for a long time.