A few days later, Leng Mian and his party returned to the House of Justice in Jing State, and as soon as they got there, they held a funeral for Youzi, which was paid by Guo Huang, although the House of Justice did not save his country, but after all, he had done his best, Mr. Guo Huang understood very well, so he personally paid for it and held a funeral for Youzi at the level of a nobleman.

This kind of funeral is very luxurious, the mourning yellow and white flowers are everywhere, a fragrant wood coffin has cost a lot of money, and the funeral arrangement is also spent to invite a lot of people to help, and the funeral is like this, it looks atmospheric and pompous.

However, even the most luxurious funeral will not be liked, and if you can really choose, everyone would rather live a dull life than a gorgeous funeral.

Guo Huang is the initiator of this mission, and now that the mission has failed, there is no need to apply for an S-level mission from above.

When this inside story was known to Leng Mian, Leng Mian's heart was really angry, but because Guo Huang's actions were also due to his love for the country, he didn't get mad on the spot, but he didn't have a good attitude towards Mr. Guo Huang.

Later, Guo Huang wanted to compensate everyone for something, so he prepared a bag of money for everyone, and everyone else took over, but Leng Mian didn't ask for it.

Now, when they returned to the funeral, they stood silently in black plain clothes, and he heard the fragmentary whispers of others, and several unaware guests said that the funeral was magnificent, and that it was a pariah who was buried, which was a blessing.

The cold face was very unhappy to hear this kind of words, those high-class people who were invited were just bystanders, what they knew, what they knew about their friends, a group of people who didn't know anything at all, and they thought that they were living a noble life, and they discussed that everyone else was a pariah on the left and a pariah on the right, which made people quite angry.

It's a pity, because this is at Tomoko's funeral, Leng Mian tried his best to control his temper, and he didn't get angry, and in a blink of an eye, he thought about it, those guys who had nothing to do with him were originally full of people, and there was no need to care about their gossip.

This funeral, Leng Mian was very quiet, his eyes swept over the people who came, some of them he knew, and some of them didn't know, the people he knew were several colleagues and seniors of the House of Justice, and the rest of them didn't know anyone anymore, Leng Mian was waiting, he hoped that the classmates who studied in the martial arts hall in the past could come, but, although the news of Tomoko's death spread to everyone's ears as much as possible, it was impossible to guarantee that everyone knew, everyone in the martial arts hall was now scattered in all directions, and some of them still didn't know where to go, and it was almost a luxury for those classmates to come。

At the funeral where a hundred people were standing, in addition to acquaintances and strangers, there was also a strange fellow, one was a guy covered in a dark black robe, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but judging by his height and stature, it should be a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The strange thing is that after this person appeared, he kept hooking Leng Mian with his hidden eyes, and he didn't leave half of it, his teeth clenched, and he seemed to be very angry with Leng Mian, and he didn't know where Leng Mian provoked him. What's even more strange is that he doesn't know who he is, he seems to have come alone, and he didn't talk to anyone when he came, but just stood there silently.

Leng Mian didn't find that such a guy was looking at him, he was so silent, just because he was looking forward to the appearance of a person, that person was - Gongsun Aojie, although in the past and even now, Leng Mian didn't like that guy who was cold and really better than him, but after all, that guy was a brother who worshipped heaven and earth with his friends, if he didn't come, it seemed a little difficult to say.

After a long time, Gongsun Aojie did not show up, and he did not show up until after the burial of Youzi and the guests left one after another.

In the aristocratic cemetery in the capital of Guidu, the finely carved tombstones are erected in rows and rows, and the time is dusk, the golden light shines on the gray tombstones, and the curtain garden is very silent.

Just when Leng Mian was reluctant to leave for a long time, and had stayed in front of Youzi's tombstone for three hours, a tall figure appeared from behind Leng Mian, the setting sun was oblique, and the tall shadow of the person covered Leng Mian's body, Leng Mian reacted to the person coming from behind, he turned around and looked, and the person he saw was Han Wendong, the aristocratic uncle who almost injured Youzi while driving a horse on the road in Guidu.

What is he here for?

As soon as Leng Mian saw him, his heart was full of questions, why did this uncle appear here, is he here to pay tribute to Youzi, but he and Youzi only have one face, where can there be such a friendship.

"Uncle Horseback Riding that day, why are you here?" Leng Mian turned around, feeling very puzzled.

Han Wendong's face was full of sadness, he walked to Leng Mian with a gray face, his eyes stared straight at Tomoko's tombstone, when he saw it, his eyes turned red, and the whole person almost cried, this move can be regarded as shocking Leng Mian.

What's the matter, this uncle is crying!

"Uncle, are you alright? Leng Mian was a little surprised, a little comforted, looking at Uncle Qiang who wanted to cry, thinking that he was still a nobleman of Jing Kingdom, why did he cry like this for his friend?

"It's fine. Han Wendong pinched his nose with his hand, as if by doing so, he would have held back the sound that would have been released.

"Uncle, why are you crying?"

"It's okay, just sighed, I didn't expect that child to go like this at a young age. After Han Wendong finished speaking, there was a burst of wailing.

"Is it really just emotion, you've only met Tomoko once, so you can want to cry for him? Leng Mian asked strongly, as if forcing Han Wendong to tell the hidden things.

In the face of Leng Mian's strong questioning, Han Wendong didn't want to deliberately hide it, he said: "It's okay to tell you this kind of thing." ”

"Sure enough, I know you have a secret. Leng Mian made an expression that he had guessed a long time ago.

"Actually, Tomoko is my son. ”

When this sentence came out of Han Wendong's mouth, he almost didn't scare Leng Mian to death, although Leng Mian had already thought about what kind of thundering secret it would be, but what he didn't expect was that the secret was even more thunderous than he thought!

"What!"

"Surprised, isn't it? Han Wendong looked at Leng Mian in surprise for a while, knowing that he would have such an expression, Han Wendong was not shy, but stared at Youzi's tombstone, reverently narrating, "I know, this kind of thing is suddenly said, it is difficult for anyone to believe it easily, after all, I am a nobleman, and Youzi is just an ordinary commoner, this sounds a little unbelievable, then I have to say that this is indeed true." ”

"You say that you are you, I don't believe it, you and Youzi are one in Guidu, the other is in Fengli, they have never met, how can it be a father-son relationship, besides, I have known for a long time, Tomoko's father starved to death on the streets shortly after he was born, don't talk nonsense here!"

After Han Wendong sighed, he said sentimentally: "The story in it, listen to me tell you slowly." ”