Tang Yi came to Yan Song's mansion very early, when he was still a white ding, and his father had just been admitted to the Jinshi. The prime minister is a seven-rank official in front of the door, but the Yan Mansion sends a dog casually, which has more weight than their father and son.

More than eight years have passed, and my father has climbed to the rank of feudal official, and even Tang Yi is about to become a third-grade squire. On the contrary, the glorious Yan Mansion, the Yan family, which has been prosperous for twenty years, is coming to an end.

No morning sun lasts a whole day.

Looking at it from afar, there is an endless white flag, listening to it, howling and crying, endlessly. There was no artificiality at all, and from top to bottom, there was an atmosphere of panic and even despair.

Tang Yi was silent for a long time before he walked up, and he was greeted by the housekeeper Yan Nian, who first trembled when he saw Tang Yi, and then squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"It turned out that Lord Tang was here, and the villain came to see Lord Tang."

In the past, Yan Nian met Shang Shu with his face up, looking at people with his nostrils, how could he have a good face, although Tang Yi was different from others, but he could make him so humble, it can only mean one thing: the sky is about to change!

When other people who came to mourn their filial piety saw this scene, they secretly shook their heads and sighed, and some even regretted coming over and wanted to turn around and run away.

Tang Yi didn't have any expression, he just bowed deeply, "Steward Yan, go to the elder of the Yan Pavilion and the Yan Butang, and say that the official came to condole." ”

Yan Nian was stunned for a moment and said, "Lord Tang, since you are here to hang filial piety, let's be clear inside." Tang Yi nodded, and walked in with Yan Nian, when he entered the mansion, there was a family member holding a filial piety belt, and those close to him had to tie one, if it was an outsider, it could be tied or not.

The family didn't know Tang Yi either, and when they saw that he was young and in a high position, they thought he was the godson or grandson of the elder Ge, and he came up with a filial piety belt.

Yan Nian is so angry, his heart said that he is blind, if this master is mad, I guarantee that you will not be able to eat and walk around. Yan Nian gave Jiading a stern look, and turned his head to explain to Tang Yi. Who knew that Tang Yi actually took the initiative to reach out, took the filial piety belt, and tied it around his waist.

"Steward Yan, is this okay?"

"Okay, that's great!"

Although Yan Nian didn't know why Tang Yi was so good at talking, he said in his heart that it would be good not to make trouble, so he secretly wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist, and led Tang Yi to the mourning hall.

More than 30 houses across the entire courtyard, all of them have been changed into mourning halls, and the courtyard is full of white flags and couplets, just looking at the money, almost all of them are celebrities in the DPRK, not only the Yan Party, but most of the Xu Dang also sent the couplet, and the one in front is the book of Xu Ge Lao.

"The soul returns to the nine days of sorrow and the night and the moon, and the fragrance flows for hundreds of generations to remember the spring breeze."

As Yan Ge Lao's sons and daughters, Xu Jie's grief is very normal, but Tang Yi looks weird, through two lines of text, it seems that he can see Xu Ge Lao's old face smiling into a chrysanthemum.

Tang Yi hurriedly shook his head, and looked carefully at the people who came to mourn, in front of him there were Dong Fen, Wan Huan, Cai Yuncheng and other core figures of the Yan Party.

After offering incense in the mourning hall, they make a detour to the side, where the family members give their respects, usually with their sons kneeling there to thank the guests. Getting so many guests is definitely a manual job, and I'm afraid Yan Shifan will never do it.

Sure enough, Tang Yi thought well, and the one who answered the gift was a white and fat young man, dressed in heavy filial piety, with a hemp crown on his head, and a striking red pompom, indicating that he was the grandson of the deceased.

Most of them are either Yan Hong or Yan Hu, Tang Yi remembered that a few years ago, Xu Jie had just married his granddaughter to Yan Hu as a concubine, and in a blink of an eye, the status of the two families was about to be reversed, what would happen to that poor woman?

This is not an ordinary funeral, but a complete human tragedy!

Tang Yi suddenly felt that his throat was a little blocked, and he couldn't say anything, so he had to quickly enter the mourning hall, pick up three incense sticks, light them and plug them in. turned around, and when he arrived in front of Yan Hu, he was also stunned when he saw that it was Tang Yi, and he forgot to salute, Tang Yi didn't say anything, hurried outside, and took a long breath.

At this moment, suddenly Yan Shifan came to the front from the Moon Gate next to him, surrounded by a group of people.

Seeing Tang Yi, a fierce light suddenly surged in his eyes, revealing a cannibalistic appearance, eager to chew Tang Yi.

Although Mrs. Ouyang was terminally ill, she didn't necessarily die.

But because of the Qilin incident, after Yan Song returned home, he scolded Yan Shifan for making his own ideas and being whimsical. Yan Shifan was even more angry, and said in his heart Above the main hall, your old fellow, as the first assistant, I don't know how to help me say a few words, but let Xu Jie, Tang Shunzhi, and Tang Yi join forces to bully, what else do you have to say!

The two of them immediately quarreled, but they caught up with Yan Hong's many mouths, and when he went to visit his grandmother, he said it. The old lady fainted on the spot.

hurriedly asked the doctor to rescue her, although the old lady was rescued, but she lost her mind.

She kept crying, calling Yan Shifan's nickname "Qing'er".

Several times she fainted, several times she woke up, the old lady dried her tears, cried hoarsely, and red liquid flowed from the corners of her eyes...... Seeing that his wife was about to die and suffer, Yan Song rubbed his intestines and broke his heart and liver!

He grabbed the inkstone on the table and was about to beat Yan Shifan.

At this moment, the old lady suddenly woke up.

"Master, master!"

Yan Song hurriedly knelt beside his wife, tears flowed in his old eyes, he grabbed his wife's thin hand hard, and said softly: "If you have anything to say, just say it, I will definitely do it." ”

"Don't let them kill Qing'er, protect Qing'er, you have to protect Qing'er!" At the end of her life, the old lady seemed to return to the light, the strength in her hand was much greater, she grabbed Yan Song in a daze, and supported her body hard, Yan Song hurriedly fell in her ear.

"Don't move, I'll listen!"

The old lady gasped for a while, and cried: "Master, Qing'er has caused you a lot of trouble over the years, right? If you don't say it, the concubine knows it in her body and mind. ”

Yan Shifan said impatiently: "Mother, when have I ever been in trouble, it was trouble that found me!" ”

"Shut up!" Yan Song's old eyes, like two daggers, stabbed Yan Shifan fiercely, frightened him to take two steps back, and said unconvinced: "What are you doing at me, you have the ability to rush at Xu Jie, Tang Yi and them!" ”

"Wow!"

Yan Song really wants to kill this rebel, when will he not let your mother leave with peace of mind?

It is said that raising children to prevent old age, how can God punish himself so much and give birth to a disobedient son!

Yan Song trembled with excitement, but he didn't dare to attack, he stared at his wife with deep affection. It is strange to say that the old lady's eyes are blind, but she can still feel her husband's gaze, and the old lady's eyes are red.

"Only in the middle!"

Only when no one is around, the old lady will call Yan Song like this, and the old Yan Song's heart warmed, and he grabbed his wife's arm hard.

"I'm here."

"Well, it's all the blame for the concubine, I didn't teach Qing'er well, the concubine can't be done, and I can't make up for my mistakes anymore, if, if, there really is such a day, you, you have to take care of yourself!"

After adding a sentence, the old lady coughed violently, and Yan Song was stunned.

In his wife's life, she loved Yan Shifan the most and regarded her as a pearl in her hand, but at the last moment, Yan Song finally knew that his wife really loved herself more than anything.

Husband and son, what a painful choice, the old lady gave the answer at the last moment.

If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for!

Yan Song's tears couldn't be stopped anymore, crying like a child.

Hurriedly called the doctor and gave the old lady an acupuncture, but unfortunately the old lady's body had no ability to respond to the stimulation, so she took ginseng soup and poured it into the old lady, but she vomited it out.

After another half an hour, the old lady's hand grabbed Yan Song tightly, she really didn't want to leave, there was the best husband for her in this world, and there was someone he would never want to give up.

But no one could stop the footsteps of the god of death, and Ouyang's hands became weaker and weaker, and they kept becoming cold. His wife's head tilted over, and Yan Song suddenly felt that his heart and liver had been hollowed out.

He trembled and grabbed a piece of silk, and gently placed it in his wife's nostrils, he wished that the silk would move, at least his wife was still panting, but unfortunately, after waiting for a quarter of an hour, the silk did not move at all.

After his wife left, Yan Song suddenly kept the body and cried bitterly.

After 63 years of staying together, he never gave up, and it was not until this moment that he finally understood that no amount of fame and fortune, any children and descendants, could not be worth a companion!

Yan Song suddenly felt that he had wasted more than 20 years of his life, if he did not enter the cabinet, should not be the first assistant, but concentrate on his home, read and practice calligraphy, and lived the life of a fairy couple with his wife, how wonderful it would be!

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it, he hugged his wife for an hour, and waited until the old lady's body was stiff before he allowed the people below to decorate the lady up.

Yan Song leaned on the bed, motionless, no matter how many people came outside, how sad he cried. He knew that those people were not crying for their wives, but for themselves, and crying to Yan Song!

"Yan Hong, has Your Majesty sent someone?"

Grandson Yan Hong hurriedly said: "Grandpa, the people below said that Tang Yi is here." ”

"Why is he here?" Yan Song's old eyes emitted a glimmer of light, and he struggled to sit up, but his body was stiff and he couldn't move, but fortunately, Yan Hong hurriedly helped him up.

"Grandpa, Tang Yi is our enemy, and my grandson thinks it's better to just kick him out."

"If you're impatient, it doesn't matter if you get out."

Yan Hong was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Grandpa, my grandson is ignorant, it's all up to grandpa!" You are always the backbone of our family, Dinghaishen Needle! ”

Yan Song was silent for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his stomach was full of melancholy, and he turned into a long sigh, "Go and invite Tang Yi over, how your creation is, it will fall on this person." ”

Tang Yi followed Yan Hong to the room, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, and then stood with his hands down, extremely respectful.

Seeing Tang Yi like this, Yan Song admired slightly, not arrogant or impatient, knowing that the Yan family was unlucky, but the etiquette was not bad, and he was really the leader of the younger generation!

Thinking of this, Yan Song suddenly smiled slightly, "Okay, the last time we talked in the duty room, there were some things that were not done by the old man, do you know?" ”

What he said was Tang Shunzhi's entry into the cabinet, Tang Yi hurriedly nodded, "Yuan Weng, Xiaguan, and Master, are all grateful for your great kindness!" ”

"That's fine." Yan Song smiled, "Okay, the old man is about to resign, and the officialdom in the future will belong to you young people." (To be continued.) )