In front of the mourning hall, there are old people from the past.

She looked coldly at the appearance of everyone hiding their faces and wiping tears in front of the white flag, and her eyes fell on her mother's lacquered coffin. In the previous life, it was said that her mother died of illness, and no one could tell her what kind of disease she was infected.

The mother of the Lu family died, and the funeral banquet invited all the famous families that could be invited in Beijing. Of course she knew what her father wanted.

Looking around the hall, many famous families even brought their sons and daughters to come, a funeral banquet, in this Beijing noble, actually made a blind date banquet, really, ridiculous.

At this time, a familiar figure seemed to flash around him. She was stunned, she had already missed the figure, and she didn't see it clearly. The pain seemed to come from her chest again, and she paused. It can't be, that person can't come.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" A familiar voice came to my ears.

She closed her eyes, and then raised her eyes, her eyes had changed color, "It's been a long time, Lu Jingzhu." These three words, she ate word by word, more like she was going to chew and swallow.

Lu Jingzhu was inexplicably a little scared when he saw her eyes, but he still maintained a warm face, and saluted with a smile: "Sister Mo is too sad, mother died of illness and suddenly ······."

"You don't deserve to be called mother," she looked at Lu Jingzhu, and saw that Lu Jingzhu was dressed in white, with a white flower pinned to his sideburns, and he should have been so plain that people wouldn't notice his appearance, but because of the white flower on her sideburns, she looked pitiful and moving. Seeing that there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes, Rao was only fourteen years old, and the appearance of her crying face was also pitiful. On such an occasion, Lu Jingzhu naturally did not forget to dress up. In the last life, Cheng Ye didn't love her so pitifully. As for her, she's nothing more than a disfigured monster. If it weren't for the help of the Lu family and the wealth of her mother's family, how could she fall in love with her, a concubine who is not worthy of her name.

"Master Lu has arrived!" When everyone had almost arrived, her father was late.

With the report of the little maid, I saw that Lu Bingyan was not dressed in a vegetarian body, and hurriedly entered the mourning hall, and before he sat down, he said to everyone: "I have something to announce today," he said, waving his hand at the person who came next to him.

The man was dressed in a Taoist robe, and he must have been the Taoist priest that Ah Li said at the dinner table. The Taoist priest got Lu Bingyan's approval, arched his hand towards everyone, stretched out his hand and pointed to the lacquered coffin in front of him, and said: "Poor Dao watched the sky last night, and saw that there was something different in your house, so I came to visit today. Poor Dao pinched his fingers, calculated that the lady in the coffin was infected and passed away two days ago, the lady is unknown, if the lady is not buried before the first seven days, your house may be killed. ”

Hearing this, everyone whispered. At this time, Lu Bingyan looked at Lu Guanlan, who was standing silent, and asked, "Guanlan, in order to take care of the whole family, this matter is not negotiable, it is better to let your mother enter the ground as soon as possible." Your grandfather is very old, and the death of your mother has made the second elder sad, and it will take five or six days for them to come to Beijing from Shuzhong, so it is better for you to write a letter to inform you of the origin of your grandfather, so that the second elder does not have to come all the way here. ”

She listened, with sarcasm in her eyes. I didn't dare to say it, so let her say it, so that my grandfather would believe in their evil, which was really a good idea.

Seeing that she was still silent, Lu Bingyan coughed lightly, his brows furrowed slightly, "Guanlan!" ”

In the past, she wanted to see her father like this, so she naturally obeyed her words for fear of making her father angry, but now she is indifferent, just thinking that there is a paper tiger in front of her. At this time, Lu Bingyan had not yet become the prince, and the foundation of her mother's family was still there, so she naturally did not dare to touch her. Besides, if you have to ask her to give a word today, don't you want to save face?

"My father is so anxious to bury my mother, is he already disgusted with my mother to such an extent?" Suddenly, she said such a sentence in front of everyone in the hall.

Her words were amazing, not only everyone, but also Lu Bingyan was startled.

"Guanlan, is this what I should say to my father?" Lu Bingyan was more incredulous. Announcing this matter in front of the family and even the guests today is to let everyone testify, so that they can know that the Lu family is not in a hurry to bury the main mother regardless of etiquette, but it is unexpected, the well-behaved concubine on weekdays would say such a thing today.

"Father, where's your vegetarian? When his wife died, he couldn't even do the basic etiquette, right? On the other hand, Lu Guanlan's face was as calm as water. The fifteen-year-old girl's face seemed to have gone through thousands of worlds, covered with a veil of maturity and calmness.

Among the guests, a ray of gaze fell on the girl's face, this is the daughter of the Lu family, Lu Guanlan.

Seeing that Lu Bingyan didn't know what to say, Lu Guanlan continued to ask: "My grandfather is very old, and he has rarely visited Beijing for many years, but now, he can't even see his daughter's last look?" Her question made everyone's discussion even bigger.

Yes, when his wife died, why did he listen to the words of the Taoist priest in the rivers and lakes, and let his mother's family not take a last look at the flesh and blood.

Seeing that everyone was constantly discussing, if this matter became a big fuss, I was afraid that there would be a suspicion of talking about family etiquette, so Lu Bingyan had to give up. It's just that the eldest lady's mother's side really doesn't know how to explain.

Thinking about it, he caught a glimpse of Lu Guanlan on the side, looking at him with a calm and indifferent gaze, which seemed to be looking at ants. This made his heart tremble, how could he feel that his daughter seemed to be a different person.

In the evening, the guests dine in the banquet hall, while their junior daughters keep vigil in the mourning hall. Lu Guanlan knelt at the head, his body was very straight, and he never shed a single tear.

In the Nixuan Pavilion, Aunt Song listened to Mama Zhang's report on the front hall, and she was also puzzled. The eldest lady, who has always loved to cry and cowardly, has become resolute today.

Thinking about it, he beckoned to the big girl next to him, Chunxiang, who came up with his ear, and nodded and retreated when he heard the words.

Mama Zhang didn't know what Aunt Song had ordered, and she didn't dare to ask more. Now that the eldest lady is gone, the entire inner courtyard of the mansion will be Aunt Song's world. Although this Aunt Song is from a bad background, she is loved by the master, and she will definitely be corrected in the future, but now she doesn't dare to offend easily.

Seeing Mama Zhang's courteous face, Aunt Song smiled and took off the bracelet and took Mama Zhang's hand to put it on. "In the future, Mama Zhang can help a lot."

Mama Zhang's face was full of wrinkles and smiled, "Definitely, yes, this is the duty of a slave." In the future, the affairs of the front hall will naturally not be hidden from Mrs. ”

This lady called Aunt Song very happy, gave a few more pieces of jewelry, and sent Mama Zhang away, and then put away her smiling face.

At this time, Haruka also returned. Aunt Song fiddled with the golden hairpin on the table and asked, "Is it arranged?" ”

Haruka nodded, "The slave has already told the cook, and the cook said that she just heard from Xiao Ju about the food she likes." ”

Aunt Song thought for a while, "Xiaoju? ”

"Yes, Xiaoju is simple and won't deceive people."

"Then, make it clean," Aunt Song picked out a random sample from the full table of jewelry and casually threw it to Chunxiang. After this matter is done, the inner courtyard of the Lu family is really in the hands of her Song Yuemei.