At dawn, it rained lightly.

The rain is not strong, the stars are dotted, but it can fall on the body, but it is cold to the bone. Outside the door of Perak Hall, sixteen white lanterns were raised. According to the ritual system sorted out by Niu Hong in the Kaihuang year, the second-grade ministers and above should be hung with sixteen white paper lanterns. As soon as this lantern is hung up, it can be regarded as telling the world: Changsun Sheng, the general of the Right Xiaowei, has returned to heaven!

Zheng Yanqing sat in the carriage and subconsciously tightened the cloak on his body.

"The sea, let's go home."

The eldest grandson Sheng returned to heaven, and his funeral matters needed to be reported to the imperial court first, and then transferred to Honglu Temple to arrange funeral matters.

During this period, the Perak Hall was privately taboo for seven days, and then handed over to the imperial court for a grand funeral.

There are all kinds of procedures, all kinds of rituals, and it's very complicated. In terms of Changsun Sheng's status in the court, his funeral will never be a small fight. Therefore, Zheng Yanqing couldn't help, and he waited for three days and couldn't sleep all night, and he was also extremely tired. So Mrs. Gao asked him to go back to the house to rest first, change his clothes and then go over.

Xionghai drove the car and traveled in the winter rain as thin as a cow's hair.

The wheels of the car crushed against the ground, making a creaking sound, which seemed particularly lonely in the silent morning light of early winter.

Yan Qing has killed people, and he has experienced many life and death in his previous life.

However, this was the first time he had faced such a thing since he was born again. When the husky is dead, he doesn't feel anything, because it's a two-sided relationship; Yaya died, and she didn't feel it either, but it was just a one-sided relationship. The one who is closer may be Mao Wang and his wife. But Zheng Yanqing didn't have that kind of heartfelt sadness. Now that Changsun Sheng is gone, he really feels pain...... After that kind of heart-wrenching, the whole person seems to have lost his soul.

It has been less than a year since I came into contact with Changsun Sheng.

Among them, it is also necessary to subtract the two-month delay when Yan Qing returned home during the Qingming Festival and was attacked on the way. In fact, he was with Changsun Sheng, and he may only be with him for seven or eight months. But in the past seven or eight months, Changsun Sheng has treated him like a parent.

Unlike Li Ji's restrained care, Changsun Sheng never concealed his concern for Zheng Yanqing.

The so-called master is also a master and a father.

This kind of teacher-student friendship is completely different from the so-called teachers and students in later generations.

Changsun Sheng taught him everything, and even his beaded archery technique at the bottom of the box was taught to Zheng Yanqing without reservation.

Now, Changsun Sheng is gone...... Yan Qing not only lost a backer, but more importantly, he lost an elder who cared for him and taught him his doubts.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yanqing's heart was a little colic.

When I returned to the Orthodox Workshop, the gate of the Zheng Mansion had already opened. A few old servants were sweeping the steps of the gate, and when they saw the carriage stop, they hurriedly came forward.

"Childe, are you back?"

Zheng Yanqing got out of the carriage and wrapped his cloak tightly around his body.

To be honest, with his body and skills, this kind of weather doesn't make him feel so cold. It's just that his heart is cold, and even his whole person feels cold...... "Immediately pass my order, and the mansion will wear linen and filial piety." ”

Zheng Yanqing instructed: "Take off the red lantern at the door and replace it with a white paper lantern." ”

Several old servants couldn't help but be stunned: Whose family has a white affair?

But I didn't dare to ask, because the little young master, who was always kind in Pingyue, had a gloomy look on his face at the moment, which made people feel a little frightened when they looked at it.

Zheng Yanqing asked Xiong Dahai to rest first, and he returned to the study.

Duoduo and Xiao Nian had already gotten up at this time, and seeing that Yanqing was in a bad mood, they didn't dare to ask too much. Xiao Nian went to prepare breakfast for Yanqing, while Duoduo walked into the study and saw Zheng Yanqing sitting next to the bookcase in a daze, lost his soul.

"Little Show Talent ......"

Zheng Yanqing raised his head, "The teacher is gone!" ”

"Huh?"

Duoduo was also taken aback.

For Changsun Sheng, she doesn't have much affection. Even if he knew that Changsun Sheng participated in the killing of huskies and obeyed orders, he still regarded Changsun Sheng as an enemy subconsciously. I thought that I would be very happy to hear the news of Changsun Sheng's death. But when she really heard it, Duoduo didn't feel much lighter, and her heart was a little empty, as if she had lost something.

"Duoduo, don't hold a grudge against the teacher anymore, in fact, the teacher is ...... There's nothing wrong with that. ”

"Yes!"

Duoduo sat down beside him, lowered his head, and softly agreed.

Zheng Yanqing said: "Actually, how can it be so easy to say what is right or wrong? When your grandfather assassinated the first emperor, it was to regain the inheritance, and there was no mistake; The first emperor chased and killed your father in order to pacify the world, and there is nothing wrong with it; Even today's emperor, who designed to kill Gonggong Ha, and the teacher acted according to their orders, can you say, who is right and who is wrong?

The angle of standing is different, and the things to consider are also different.

Father-in-law Ha wants to regain the glory that belongs to you for your sister and brother, and there is nothing wrong with that; But from the emperor's point of view, he is plotting rebellion...... Alas, this kind of thing, how can it be explained clearly by right or wrong. ”

Duoduo was speechless, sat next to Yanqing, and subconsciously held Zheng Yanqing's hand!

At dawn, the news of Changsun Sheng's death reached the palace.

After Yang Guang learned about it, he cried loudly, announcing the abolition of the dynasty and ignoring political affairs.

At noon, Empress Xiao came to Perak Hall in person and worshiped Changsun Sheng on behalf of Yang Guang. After that, officials of all sizes in Luoyang, including the children of the gate lords who stayed in Luoyang, came to worship. Zheng Yanqing, as a disciple of the eldest grandson Sheng, wore linen and filial piety, and ushered in the front of the Perak Hall. For a whole day, the people who came to worship were almost not cut off, which also made Zheng Yanqing tired.

"Brother Xian, go and get some rest."

The person who received the visitors in front of the mansion with him was Changsun Sheng's third son, Changsun Xingye. He is ten years older than Zheng Yanqing, and he has no official title. The four sons of the eldest grandson, except for the eldest son, in November of the fourth year of Renshou, because the Han king Yang Liang raised an army, the eldest grandson Xingbu held on to Taiyuan, and the city was broken and died. The eldest grandson Xingbu, and the eldest grandson Xingbu are from the same mother, brothers. It's just that compared with Xingbu, Xingfu is slightly weaker. Therefore, when the court awarded the reward, the eldest grandson Sheng did not report the name of the upper line, but the second son of the concubine, the eldest grandson Hengan, took over the reward of the Ying Yang Lang general.

The eldest grandson is a good poet and a book, happy with music, and a talented man.

He looked at Zheng Yanqing with a tired face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his father accepted a good disciple.

Zheng Yanqing was indeed a little unable to hold on.

When he returned in the morning, he took a nap for an hour and hurried back to Perak Hall.

This busyness is a whole day. I only drank a few sips of water in the middle, and I barely had time to eat. Especially when Empress Xiao arrived, Zheng Yanqing was even more running inside and out. Not only to lead Empress Xiao to the mourning hall to worship, but also to rush back and greet those accompanying guards and Xiao Huangmen. There is a way to be a seven-rank official in front of the prime minister, and the people under the queen cannot be negligent.

The eldest grandson Xingye is a bit of a nerd, and it is indeed not good for him to deal with these things.

Originally, Mrs. Gao and the eldest grandson Shunde wanted Yanqing to help the eldest grandson in the past. As a result, later, Yan Qing was busy in and out, but Xing Ying became a helper. Fortunately, the eldest grandson Xingye's surname is soft, and he doesn't care about these. He knew that he was not suitable for this job, and now that Yan Qing could do a good job, he asked for the surname to push the boat down the river and became Yan Qing's helper.

"Third brother, then I'll go to the gatehouse to rest. If there is anything, call me again. ”

Zheng Yanqing was not polite, turned around and walked into the concierge.

After all, he is not an iron-beaten person, Yan Qing sat down, and he didn't want to move anymore. Some people brought food, but most of it was cold. Dim sum cakes and other foods, but for Zheng Yanqing, they are already delicious dishes.

When he was growing his body, he worked hard and suffered a lot of loss.

If I hadn't gone home in the morning, eaten five steamed buns, and drank two bowls of soy milk, I'm afraid I would have been hungry by now.

You're welcome, pick up a piece of bread and chew it slowly. Even if he was very hungry, Yan Qing rarely gobbled up food. Unless it's a special case where he has to do that, most of the time, he eats very elegantly.

Two pieces of bread entered the abdomen, and the body seemed to have strength again.

Zheng Yanqing was about to take a break, but he heard the sound of cars and horses outside the door.

"At this time, which family is worshipping?"

It was getting late, and Yan Qing couldn't help but be a little curious.

The servant immediately stepped forward and replied, "Childe, it's Master Pei of Hedong who has arrived!" ”

"Master Pei?"

Zheng Yanqing reacted immediately, I am afraid that it is the patriarch of the Pei clan in Hedong, the prince of Wenxi County, and the doctor of Jin Ziguanglu Pei Shiju has arrived.

He quickly got up and walked out of the porter.

At this time, the eldest grandson Xingye was still standing at the door stupidly, not knowing how to greet him.

During the day, it was extremely easy to see Yanqing doing, and it didn't seem to be very difficult. But why is it that when it comes to doing these things on your own, you are a little uncomfortable?

"Third brother, go over and greet you."

The eldest grandson woke up like a dream and hurriedly walked down the steps.

Zheng Yanqing followed closely behind the eldest grandson Xingying and walked to the side of the carriage. At this time, the curtain of the car was raised, and an old man in his fifties stepped out of the car. The hair is gray, but not very noticeable. The body is clear, the cheeks are thin, but there is a lean air. Those eyes are also quite bright, making him look very young.

In terms of actual age, Pei Shiju is already sixty and two.

But his spirit is very good, even if he works hard, but he pays attention to maintenance, so that he looks a lot younger.

"Three sons!"

Pei Shiju bowed slightly to the eldest grandson.

Yan Qing saw that Xingye didn't react, so he pushed him lightly behind him. Only then did the eldest grandson react and hurriedly bowed his hand.

"Third son, mourn."

Pei Shiju saw Zheng Yanqing's small movements, but he was not dissatisfied.

just showed a hint of pity in his eyes, and sighed in his heart: Ji Sheng's heir, there is no one to inherit the mantle.

What a heroic figure Changsun Sheng is, but ...... Among the four sons, the young son Wuji is still young. If you talk about it, it is the eldest son who walks the cloth, and it is the most fatherly. It's a pity that he passed away too early. The second son, Heng'an, has a small belly and chicken intestines, and he cares about everything, but he is afraid that it will be difficult to become an atmosphere. The third son is gentle, gentle and elegant, but the book is too angry, and he may be based on Shilin in the future, but in the official career, it is difficult to succeed.

In contrast, it was this disciple of Changsun Sheng...... Yan Qing looked at Xing Ying's restrained appearance, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"If Pei Gong wants to worship the ancestor, please come with the boy."

"There is Lao Banyuanjun to lead the way."

Zheng Yanqing was stunned and glanced at Pei Shiju suspiciously. If you want to say it, he and Pei Shiju have known each other for a long time, but due to various reasons, the two have never met. Unexpectedly, Pei Shiju could recognize him at a glance...... But when you think about it, it's normal.

Since his name is from Pei Shiju's mouth, can Pei Shijuyan not pay attention to him?

He respectfully and politely turned his body sideways, handed the incense candle to Pei Shiju, led the way in front, and went to the mourning hall.

Pei Shiju didn't talk to him along the way, his expression was solemn and solemn.

At this time, the mourning hall also received the news, in the shouts of the eldest grandson Shunde, Mrs. Gao led a group of small families, knelt in front of the hall, and greeted Pei Shiju.

Pei Shiju incense, and there is no need for a ceremony.

Zheng Yanqing was outside the mourning hall and secretly glanced at the hall.

I saw that Mrs. Gao's face was pale, and her eyes were red and swollen; The eldest grandson Wuji showed a sad look on his face and looked solemn.

Wuji knelt beside Wuji, with tears on his little face, and the sad appearance of pear blossoms with rain made people feel heartache when they looked at it.

It's just that although the eldest grandson Hengan showed sadness, he seemed to be a little impatient.

For this second son, Yanqing's senses are not particularly good. I always feel that he is a childish family, and he is a little frivolous, not as calm as Changsun Sheng. frowned slightly, and Zheng Yanqing's heart was a little dissatisfied.

"Mowgli, have you eaten?"

Yan Qing slipped into the mourning hall lightly, knelt down beside Wuji, and asked softly.

"I can't eat it!"

"If you can't eat, you have to eat a little, and you are jealous, this is the first day. There's a lot more to come, and if you don't eat, how can you hold on? ”

Zheng Yanqing took advantage of the lack of attention and stuffed a piece of cake into Wuji's hand.

"You are a man, and you have to take on the responsibility of taking care of Madame and Immaculate. I'll keep an eye on the things outside, and you have to share more for your wife here...... Well, eat something, otherwise you won't be able to hold your body, won't you want your wife to worry about you. ”

Wuji pinched the cake and glanced at Zheng Yanqing, revealing gratitude.

Zheng Yanqing comforted the eldest grandson Wujian softly. The little girl had a headache and lost her father, and she was very sad. Zheng Yanqing looked at her condition, and it seemed that it was even more serious than Mrs. Gao's. I couldn't help but worry secretly, but I couldn't help it.

Pei Shiju finished the memorial service, left a gift, and then said goodbye and left.

At this time, it was almost time...... According to the rules, Mrs. Gao's family still has to keep a vigil here.

Originally, Zheng Yanqing also wanted to stay, but Mrs. Gao saw that he was very tired, and she couldn't bear it, so she asked him to accompany him any longer.

"Yanqing, go back and rest."

Mrs. Gao said softly: "You have been taking care of your teacher here these days, and now you have been busy all day, and your body will not be able to hold on." Ji Sheng knows that you have this mind, and he is already very happy. If you fall ill, won't it make him sad under Jiuquanxia? And there will be six days of personal taboos in the future, and there are still a lot of places to ask you, so don't get tired. ”

He knows his own affairs, and Yan Qing also knows that it is useless for him to hold on like this.

So he gently comforted Wuji for a while, and then said goodbye and left.

Shen Guang prepared the carriage outside, Yan Qing got into the carriage, and only said: "Go home!" ”

He didn't want to say anything, he just felt tired, and wanted to take a hot bath and sleep when he went back.

Shen Guang agreed and drove home.

But as soon as they left the Copper Camel Workshop, they were confronted by two knights and blocked their way.

"Dare to ask, is it Zheng Gongzi?"

Shen Guang subconsciously grabbed the long knife, looked at the person who came vigilantly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you waiting for, why are you blocking the way?" ”

Immediately, the knight stretched out his hands first, indicating that he had no ill intentions.

"We are the retainers of the old man Pei of Wenxi County, and I have been waiting for Gongzi Zheng here for a long time on the orders of my lord...... My lord was in the car in front of him, and he had something important to discuss with Zheng Gongzi, and asked Zheng Gongzi not to misunderstand. ”

After saying that, divide left and right, and make way for a path.

Not far away, on the street corner, a horse-drawn carriage was quietly parked there.

There was a lantern from Pei's Mansion hanging on the carriage, and Zheng Yanqing came out, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Pei Shiju, are you looking for me?

(To be continued)