The Zhou family estimated that they had already prepared for this funeral, and it did not become a pot of porridge because the political envoy of Zhou Lao Bu died in the middle of the night. When Xie Mulin followed his mother into the gate of the Zhou family, he saw the Zhou family arranging the mourning hall and filial piety shed in an orderly manner to entertain the guests who came to mourn.

Not to mention the mourning hall where the spirit is stopped, even the shed in the front yard specially built for the monks and Taoists who come to chant the scriptures has been completed, and the servants are moving large thick straw mats, futons, incense burners and other things inside, and the steward in charge of supervising the work shouts to order people to go to the gate to wait for the invited Taoist monk team.

Under the leadership of the servants of the Zhou family, the officials and dependents of the Yamen, who lived nearby, walked along the corridor to the mourning hall. Seeing this well-organized scene in the courtyard of the Zhou family, Wen couldn't help but sigh to the other official wives who were traveling with him: "It's really worthy of Mrs. Zhou, she is neat and thoughtful, and she has built the mourning hall so quickly." The other wives also chimed in. Even a person like Mrs. Wan, who has always come to see Mrs. Zhou's displeasure, can't say anything unpleasant at the moment.

The wives of the various families walked together, and the children of each family were left behind, and they were basically separated by a family. It's just that Beiping's side seems to be a little more relaxed about the defense of men and women, so there are no subordinates who specially separate the young masters and girls of each family, and they are a little mixed, and there is no one to criticize. The Xie Mulin sisters can see the children of other families, but in front of many people, no one is interested in doing anything out of the ordinary, which leads to discussion.

However, the son of an official of one family took the opportunity to say a few words to the girl of another official, and no one stopped him. As for the men and women who have not decided to marry, there are many people who quietly look at each other. If there is not much difference in rank with the officials in the yamen, it is common for them to marry each other. In the past, everyone would take advantage of the opportunity to see each other during banquets or public events. Although it is the Zhou family who is holding a funeral now, the Zhou family is not everyone's relatives and friends, and there are actually many people who take the opportunity to choose a daughter-in-law or husband for their own son.

Miss Wan followed closely the team of the Xie family brothers and sisters, greeted Xie Yingrong and Xie Yingfen who were walking at the end very familiarly, and said hello to Xie Yinghui and Xie Mulin. Just as she spoke, she couldn't help but sweep her gaze to Xie Xianzhi. Three of the Xie sisters are not very keen on talking to her in other people's homes, but Xie Yingrong is very enthusiastic and does not forget to say hello to Miss Wansi.

However, Miss Wan Si didn't know if she was unwell, she looked listless, and she didn't want to pay attention to her. Miss Wan scolded her sister, and apologized to the Xie sisters with a smile: "The fourth sister didn't sleep well last night, and she couldn't keep up her spirits in the morning, which made everyone laugh." After explaining, he pinched the handkerchief and sighed, "I really didn't expect Mr. Zhou to go like this...... Obviously, I heard that his condition has stabilized a few days ago, but I heard the bad news in the middle of the night, which is really unbelievable! As he spoke, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The corners of Xie Mulin's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he only felt that Miss Wanda's lament was a little fake. Who on this street doesn't know that Mr. Zhou is dying? Mrs. Wan tried to give her daughter to the son of Wednesday but failed, she looked at the Zhou family unpleasantly, she didn't know how many times she wanted to mock the Zhou family all day long, and she scolded Zhou Lao Lao when he was not dead. As her daughter, can Miss Wan still be surprised by the death of Master Zhou?

However, Xie Mulin will not dismantle other people's platforms. Isn't it just pretending to be sad in front of the funeral people? Even if relatives and friends can't cry, they still have to find some ginger juice as an introduction, not to mention that Miss Wan just said a few sad words? Xie Mulin sighed a few times and echoed two sentences, but he was very careful not to show a smile, only solemn.

But Miss Wan didn't care, and continued to pull her to talk, or pull Xie Yinghui to speak, but she always looked at Xie Xianzhi when she spoke. Xie Yinghui saw it in her eyes, and she couldn't wait to roll her eyes to show her, but because of the large number of people, she was afraid that her brother would lose face, so she endured it, and she had already given birth to the idea of complaining to her when Ma Yurong came to Beiping next year, and talk about the gossip of the sisters of the Wan family. Xie Mulin responded to Miss Wan without saying a word, and restrained her to lower her voice as much as possible, at least not to overshadow the officials and wives in front. After all, they are here to worship the dead, not to feast, and the attitude they should have must be shown.

Xie Yingrong was left out in the cold for a while, but he didn't care. She quietly turned her head and peeked in the direction behind her, trying to find the figure of Wan Long she liked.

Because the children of each family are mixed together, it is just possible to roughly tell which family is which. The Wan family brothers and sisters were followed by the children of another senator, Xie Yingrong had never seen them, and he was not sure whether Wan Long, as a concubine, also appeared at the funeral of the Zhou family. She could only infer that the two young men who walked behind Wan Si Girl who were dressed more luxuriously and wore fur cloaks were very likely to be the sons of the Wan family, and the thin young man who followed behind them, who was relatively unsightly and wore the standard cloak of the Yanwang Mansion Guards, was probably Wanlong, right?

On the way north, Xie Yingrong saw the winter clothes of the guards of the Yanwang Mansion, and when Xiao Rui came to Xie's house, the entourage he brought with him was also equipped with such equipment. Among the brothers of the Wan family, only Wan Long entered the Yanwang Mansion. That must be him!

She secretly rejoiced in her heart. Although it was the first time in two lives to see this new "sweetheart", he was born quite good-looking, with a long face, slender eyebrows, and handsome facial features, which can be called handsome. Although he is worse than Cheng Du, and may not be as good as the Jiang family brothers, but when he thinks that he will soar in the future, Xie Yingrong can't help but blush.

On the way north, Xie Yingrong saw the winter clothes of the guards of the Yanwang Mansion, and when Xiao Rui came to Xie's house, the entourage he brought with him was also equipped with such equipment. Among the brothers of the Wan family, only Wan Long entered the Yanwang Mansion. That must be him!

She secretly rejoiced in her heart. Although it was the first time in two lives to see this new "sweetheart", he was born quite good-looking, with a long face, slender eyebrows, and handsome facial features, which can be called handsome. Although he is worse than Cheng Du, and may not be as good as the Jiang family brothers, but when he thinks that he will soar in the future, Xie Yingrong can't help but blush.

She secretly rejoiced in her heart. Although it was the first time in two lives to see this new "sweetheart", he was born quite good-looking, with a long face, slender eyebrows, and handsome facial features, which can be called handsome. Although he is worse than Cheng Du, and may not be as good as the Jiang family brothers, but when he thinks that he will soar in the future, Xie Yingrong can't help but blush.