On the day of Sima Zun's funeral, a large family in Yangfu, except for Sima Qin and Xiao Hu who stayed in the town with a few children, the rest of the people arrived. Liu Ling also hadn't seen Sun for a long time, and was held in her arms and cried bitterly. In addition, the women and children in the village also participated in this white event, which made the funeral, which was originally intended to be simple, very lively. The people in the village are simple, seeing that although this family can be called a big family, they have never bullied people, on the contrary, they are not bad, who has difficulties to ask for a one or two in their house can always be satisfied, plus these days they said that they came to condole, in fact, it was to beg for food, people did not say anything, nor did they stop it, just by virtue of these, they could not let the man in this house go cold.

The burial place is not too far from the village on a mountain bag, it is a piece of land that Liu Ling bought in advance when Sima Zun was seriously ill. Liu Ling didn't care if Sima Lin could soar, but since it was a good piece of land, the price was not expensive, and the place was not far away, so she still bought it decisively.

Because of the large number of people, the courtyard that was still empty was congested, and they were all from the same village, and they also wanted to do their part today, so the men helped to do some heavy work, and the women helped to prepare the meals in the kitchen. Although the time is short, fortunately, there are many people, so there is no need to rush.

Sima Lin was sent back on the day of his father's funeral, and the child did not understand the situation, while being pressed by his mother to put on a white filial piety dress, he chattered endlessly in a voice that was not very clear about what he had experienced in the past few days, proudly told his mother that he had met several brothers and sisters, treated him very well, and bought him delicious sugar gourds.

Liu Ling smiled bitterly, and couldn't blame this ignorant child, just stretched out his hand and touched his head, and whispered to explain the things he should pay attention to when he went out of the funeral, and the etiquette to be followed, Sima Lin nodded, but he didn't care.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, which made Liu Ling raise his head, and also made Yang Xianrong, who was busy on the side, look out. After a while, the manservant of the house hurriedly walked in and informed Liu Ling of what happened outside. It turned out that it was Sima Zun who caused a mess on the tablet, the people in the village were illiterate, Liu Ling they were careful, never revealed their surname, someone asked, back to "Liu's house", who knew that there was a literate gentleman among the people who came to mourn today, he originally had a bit of arrogance as a scholar, disdain to run to the house of someone he didn't know for a few mouthfuls of food to mourn a dead man, but today was pestered by a few students to see the excitement, and after coming to be pestered to teach them the words on the tablet.

"Sima Zun's Spiritual Position."

Sima Nai is the surname of the country, and Mr. Na was stunned at the moment, and then recalled the situation when this family came here, and he became more and more sure that this family must be some kind of royal relative. The gentleman was cautious and didn't say anything, but he couldn't bear a few children shouting the words on the tablet everywhere, although the people in the village didn't read, they also knew that the world was surnamed Sima, and this surname was not a big surname, but anyone with the surname this must be related to the royal family, for a while, this noisy courtyard was even more fried, who would have thought that the outsider from this dilapidated village was actually a royal prince.

Liu Ling's heart was in a mess, he lost his rules for a while, and looked at Yang Xianrong as if asking for help, Yang Xianrong groaned slightly, and said: "Don't get in the way, the funeral is the most important, don't delay the trip, we will take care of the rest." ”

The man glanced at Liu Ling, and saw that she was silent, so he continued to do things according to what Yang Xianrong said.

Liu Ling grabbed the sheep and said uneasily: "Once you let others know......"

"What if you know? People are dead. Yang Xianrong comforted Liu Ling: "If the unrelated people know, they won't take it to heart, if the people in the Chengdu Royal Mansion know, at most blame you for not informing them, and then move your brother-in-law back to their ancestral grave." Then there is the question of letting the enemy know what is the use of a dead man to them? You just need to protect the forest. ”

When Liu Ling heard that this was indeed the case, he packed up his mood and walked out of the house with Sima Lin. The people outside were still talking loudly about the identity of the deceased, and I don't know who shouted "Madame is out", and the courtyard suddenly fell silent. Liu Ling calmly walked to the mourning hall, and finally gave Sima Shun a salute, put incense, and when the hour was almost up, he ordered someone to raise the coffin.

Liu Ling had a bit of bearing, and since she came out, those who chewed their tongues were automatically silenced, and quietly followed the back of the coffin, slowly walking towards the cemetery. After that, things went a lot smoother, after Sima Zun was buried, the group returned to the courtyard to have a banquet, and the villagers who had a lot of benefits were not good at speculating about anything, eating big fish and meat that they couldn't see on weekdays with a smile, and after leaving the house after eating and drinking, they continued to discuss the identity of the family in groups of three and five in groups.

Funeral is a boiling thing, even if someone helps, at the end of this day, Liu Ling and the others are so tired that their arms and legs seem to be their own, and after eating some things, Liu Ling asked people to arrange for everyone in the sheep family to rest. Except for Yang Xianrong, the rest of the people had to go back to the town first, after all, there were children at home, and they were not very relieved after coming out for a day. Liu Ling wanted to stay for another two days, but she was worried that she was in a hurry to go to Luoyang, so she looked at her with some embarrassment.

Yang Xianrong understood what Liu Ling meant, and was not too reluctant to leave like this, so he simply asked his mother and brother to stay in the town for two more days, Sima Zun had just been buried, and she wanted to stay with Liu Ling, not to mention that now Sima Zun's identity has also aroused suspicion, and they will wait to see if there is no change.

Yang Xianrong has always responded to Yang Xianrong's requests, Sun is old, and his children have come first, so this matter did not cost Yang Xianrong any thoughts, Yang Xiang took Sun back to the town to wait, and Yang Xianrong continued to stay at Liu Ling's place, planning to accompany this sister in the last few days.

The two rested, woke up in the afternoon, and had nothing to do, so they simply took out the horse that had not been ridden in the backyard for a long time, and rode out of the village. It was densely populated, and the villages were next to each other, so the two of them simply ran all the way forward until they reached an open field, and after doing the math, they were already dozens of miles away from their dwellings. Scale Literature

"Fun." Liu Ling dismounted and shouted in the wind.

Yang Xianrong looked at Liu Ling with a smile behind him, such Liu Ling is like the girl who was not afraid of heaven and earth when she was a child.

"You know what?" Liu Ling turned around and looked at Yang Xianrong: "Since marrying Sima Zun, I have never been so presumptuous, your Han family girls have many rules, many etiquette, and the daughter-in-law of the Han family is even more difficult to do, I play the role of a good wife and mother every day, it is really restrictive, if it is not for the deep love of Sima Zun, I will not be subject to this sin." ”

"You've changed a lot over the years." Yang Xianrong said with a smile: "If it weren't for the fact that your face hadn't changed, I wouldn't believe that you were the sister Ling'er I knew when I was a child." ”

Liu Ling shook his head self-deprecatingly: "It may be that God saw that I was holding back, so he took Sima Zun away." Liu Ling sat down as he spoke, patted the position next to him and motioned for Yang Xianrong to sit down as well, before saying: "I sometimes think that maybe the path we walk is arranged by God, and what we should do is not under our control, all the pain and sorrow are just pre-set tribulations, and happiness and joy are some small snacks after the tribulation." In this life, it's better to be at ease, and don't force everything. ”

Yang Xianrong blinked his eyes, listening to Liu Ling express his feelings, but he didn't know how to respond. Sima Zun's death made Liu Ling a lot more transparent, but Yang Xianrong didn't dare to have such a thought, she didn't fight, what she lost was her life, and she just died, not to mention one or two people involved.

"I'm so tired." Yang Xianrong simply lay down and said: "I was so tired a few years ago that I haven't recovered after two years of rest, so I want to rest like that." The days in Qiantang are the life I yearn for the most. ”

Liu Ling leaned over to look at Yang Xianrong, and invited with a smile: "Then don't go, stay with me." ”

"And then?"

"And then?" Liu Ling shook his head, Yang Xianrong obviously still couldn't let go, the burden on himself was too heavy, "Let your cheap son go back to fight for the throne by himself, and everything else has nothing to do with you." ”

"He's still a kid." Yang Xianrong smiled, amused by Liu Ling's childishness.

"You, after all, live for others, you were like this when you were a child, and even more so when you are older." Liu Ling stood up, patted the dirt on his body, pulled up the sheep again, and said, "Then don't complain to me, Yangguan Avenue pointed out to you, you don't choose to go across your single-plank bridge, don't regret it in the future." With that, she turned over and said, "It's getting late, let's go back." ”

The way back for the two did not run as wantonly as they came, but slowly swung towards home, which was pleasant again. When I got home, it was already completely dark, and the two little people in the house were anxiously pacing in the courtyard, apparently something had happened again.

Liu Ling frowned and asked what was wrong, and one of them said: "In the afternoon, the county government sent someone to come over, to inquire about the situation of the master of the family, and the side didn't say much, but we also heard it, I'm afraid that the identity of the young master will be exposed." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Xianfang asked sullenly: "Although my brother-in-law is a prince, he is actually an idle clan, how can it be so important?" Suddenly, her face changed, and she hurriedly asked, "But what happened in Luoyang?" ”

Another subordinate immediately nodded and said: "The king of Chengdu abandoned the city and fled, and the king of the East China Sea entered Luoyang City, on the one hand, he sent troops to Chang'an to attack the king of Hejian and bring back His Majesty, and on the other hand, he sent people to pursue the king of Chengdu, and issued a strict order, and his family members were not allowed to let go." After saying that, he looked at Liu Ling and stopped talking.

Yang Xianrong and Liu Ling both understood that Liu Ling was now not only the family of the king of Chengdu, but also the daughter of the rebel Liu Yuan, and if she was caught at this time, it would be a great achievement for anyone.

I can't stay here anymore.