The Ximen officials in the south of Fushun City fell ill and died last night.

Early in the morning, the loud and piercing sound of suona started the funeral music. More than a dozen filial sons and grandsons knelt under the hall and wept, and the neighbors around them were watching at the door, and many were whispering.

"Master Simon is going now?"

"This dog thief was sick the day before yesterday, and I heard their family crying last night, and he died fast enough."

"I heard that he died of plague. When the doctor from the Rejuvenation Hall came, he shook his head and said that he should hurry up and prepare for the funeral. ”

"Are they going to be funeral today? Can't you cry for three days? ”

"Who would dare to stop a dead body in their house? I heard that Simon Dog Thief had all the feces and urine before he died, and he stinked to death. The children and grandchildren did not dare to bury him in the cemetery of Simon's family, and they were to be sent to the 'Leaky Garden' to be burned. ”

The Ximen official is a servant in the south of the city, who has been working for more than 30 years and has a lot of influence in the local area. However, he was old, and his body collapsed as soon as he became ill. When the doctor came, he just glanced at it and said that he was not saved, saying that it was an attack of typhoid fever and that he should deal with the aftermath quickly, otherwise more people would die.

The filial sons and grandsons in the hall spent the night arguing about how to divide the family property, and when the mourning was hastily ended in two quarters of an hour at most, the body was placed in a coffin and sealed with nails. The coolies who carried the coffin had all taken enough money to do this unfortunate thing, and a group of people came out of the gate in a mighty manner and hurried towards the cemetery of the 'Leaky Garden' outside the city.

Large families treat funerals as happy events. In order to make the scene look lively, the people of the Simon family also sent some cakes and grains along the way, attracting some poor people to follow along the way, which seemed that their master was respected, and it was a bit of a sense of ten thousand people accompanying him.

The coolies who carried the coffin had to rest every part of the way, and the people of Simon's family had to give them some more food and drink and broken silver, and coaxed them to carry the coffin away quickly. Stop and go along the way, and the speed can't be fast. When they reached the west of the city, they found a slower funeral procession ahead.

There are more than a dozen people in the Simon family, and there are not a few people. In addition, they attracted forty or fifty poor idlers who joined in the fun. This team filled half of the street, and the musicians who played suona made the funeral music known to everyone, provoking the crowd of people watching all the way.

But compared with the team that came out of the west of the city, the team of the Ximen family pales in comparison - there are more than 200 people on the opposite side, and the queue is quite neat. The thin wooden coffin at the head is not as good as the cypress wood of the Ximen officials, but the coffins are not carried by ragged coolies, but by a few burly and well-dressed men.

That alone is amazing.

The procession behind the coffin was also different, more than 200 people were silent and silent, although they were dressed differently, they all wore white flowers on their chests. There were no paper money, no banners, and no mourning, but the team was neat, the pace was the same, and more than 200 people moved forward slowly, naturally with solemn solemnity.

The funeral procession of Simon's family specially found a few mourners to cry in the procession. But when the two funeral processions marched side by side, no matter how hard they tried to shout their voices, they could not surpass the silent procession next door in creating an atmosphere of sadness - they were silent, and only by their neat and slow steps and heavy expressions made people feel that they were genuinely grieving.

It didn't take long for the mourners to cry and mourn, and they felt bored. They watched with the people of Simon's family, trying to figure out what was going on with the other funeral procession.

Because of this sorrowful momentum, the streets were silent for a long time. Many passers-by were shocked by the momentum of walking slowly step by step, and there were constantly people talking about each other, and everyone felt that this procession really seemed to be a funeral.

"Looking at people like this, it's really like walking on Huangquan Road and losing your soul."

"This step by step makes people panic."

"In the past, I always felt that crying was a filial son and grandson, but now I feel that this person who doesn't cry is more tearful than crying."

"Anyway, whose master has passed away? With the number of people at the funeral, shouldn't our Lord Li's father die? ”

The two teams continued to move forward, and walked out of the city gate with their front and back feet towards the cemetery of the 'Leaky Garden'. Because the silent march was too strange, there was no need to greet them, and there were many people watching the excitement behind them. The most asked question by these people is who is dead?

The cemetery of the 'Leaky Garden' was originally a mass grave outside the city, specially used to bury the bodies of the ownerless. Usually, there are very few funeral processions here, and they are all corpse movers hired by the government to push the nameless corpses collected in the city and throw them here. It's good today, I'll come here as soon as I come.

The funeral procession of the Simon family arranged the mourning hall when they arrived at the location, because their lord died of the plague, and a group of descendants hated to hide far away, for fear that they would be contaminated if they got too close.

The other funeral procession was much simpler, with the coffin placed on two benches, and several wreaths with the words 'Heroic Soul Immortal' and 'Mighty Spirit Lasts Forever' placed on both sides of the coffin. A sketch portrait is placed on the coffin, and the name of the deceased can finally be seen on the tablet in front of the coffin - the position of Zhao Gou'er's brother.

The people who watched the excitement were literate, and they were shocked when they saw this tablet, and they rumored: "It's really strange, I thought it was the master of a big family who died, but I didn't expect that the person who died didn't have a big name, it sounded like the name of a lowly slave." How could such a large number of people come to the funeral? ”

A teenager came out of the several people who carried the coffin. He waited for the funeral procession to form a horizontal line, then stood in front of the coffin and said in a deep voice: "Today, we are here to bid farewell to Brother Zhao Gou'er." I know a lot of people who aren't familiar with him and don't even know his name today. I'm going to talk about the life of the dog brothers. ”

Listening to the teenager seemed to be about to tell a story, the onlookers were also curious. However, the funeral procession of Simon's family was not happy, and the crowd of onlookers all ran away, which made it seem that they were particularly deserted here. The eldest son and eldest grandson of the Simon family drank loudly and mourned, and played suona harder.

But this didn't affect the young man next to him, and he said in a balanced tone: "Zhao Gou'er was born poor, he has two older brothers and four younger brothers and sisters. Because the parents at home could not support so many children, they decided to draw lots to let the two children go outside to earn a living. To put it bluntly, it just doesn't matter. Unfortunately, the dog brothers were forced to leave home at the age of twelve.

Brother Gou'er once told me that he didn't hate his parents for being ruthless, but the family was really poor and couldn't get by, and he might be able to live when he went out. So he went out with one of his older brothers. ”

The funeral procession in front of the young man was silent, but not everyone understood why they came to bury a stranger who had nothing to do with them. But when the boy talked about the deceased's family background, soon someone had hot eyes and tears rolled out - because many people in the team had similar experiences.

The boy continued: "After Zhao Gou'er's brother and brother left home, they made a living by begging, picking wild fruits in the mountains, and stealing people's money bags. He was bitten by a landlord's dog, beaten by a servant, and driven away by a trader. In his own words, he lived like a dog.

Until one day the dog went down in the past, and the brothers had to sell themselves. As a result, he and his brother were sold all the way to the distant Ekhkulen. It's not easy to be a slave to the master's family.

The master only cares whether the dog brother has finished his work, but he doesn't care whether he has a full stomach or not. After only two months, the brother of the dog brother was beaten to death by his master in order to steal a cake for him to satisfy his hunger. And he could only watch, look at ....... ”

The young man's voice was low and clear, and everyone present could hear it clearly. Sobbs rang out from the funeral procession, which were the same companions who had fled with them from Ekhkulen. The teenager's description reminded them of their past, which was a nightmarish day.

Not only did the funeral mourners hear this, but the people around them also became attentive. No one has ever had such a special funeral, no one has ever told a humble slave so affectionately, no one has ever told the story of suffering so simply and directly. There were no high-ranking people at the scene, even the idlers who came to see the excitement were sour in their hearts.

"Brother Dog lived a pig-like life in Ekhkulen for a few years, working incessantly, being beaten incessantly, and suffering incessantly. Though he is alive, his heart is dead. Until one day he became my subordinate, my brother. When I first talked to him, I still remember what he said to me crying - I haven't had a full meal in a long time.

Brother Dog has been with me since then, just like everyone else. He studied hard and worked hard, he knew 500 words, and he could write more than 100 of them. He learned to fire pottery, learned to build an iron-making furnace, and with his skillful hands, he also wanted to follow the blacksmith to make iron. He felt that he was alive and alive, and he was living like a person. ”

The boy's voice has ups and downs, and the story is simple and vivid. The people present were very immersed. "Brother Zhao Gou'er did not leave me in Ekhkulun, did not leave me in Liuhe Village, and did not leave me on the way back to Daming. Because he is so loyal, I also repay him with my heart. When he arrived in Fushun, I made him a master.

Brother Gou'er also made mistakes, and when he arrived in Fushun, he felt that he was carefree in this life and that it was time to live a good life. He used to be greedy and took bribes from others.

I scolded him for it, scolded him severely. I told him that pleasure is a matter of death, I told him that there are many people who want our lives, and I told him that if you follow me, you have to have a long-term plan, a greater ambition. I told him not to me if he wanted to be more comfortable. Because what I have to do is destined to be difficult.

In the end, they are brothers who were born and died together, Zhao Gouer cried and confessed his mistake to me, promising that he would never take other people's money again, and promised to work with me to the end for the rest of his life. I was so happy that I thought I had a brother for life.

Unfortunately, someone came to kill us. Someone wiped Zhao Gou'er's neck with a knife on a snowy night, leaving us with one less brother to rely on. ”

At this point, the more than 20 people who came out of Ekhkulen were all crying. Even other people who were not familiar with Zhao Gou'er wiped their tears. Even the crowd of onlookers was a little sad, and many people had nothing to do with the funeral, but they were made to cry by the young man's few words.

The suona of the Simon family blew even louder, but it exaggerated this grief.

"Why am I here for this funeral? Why bring everyone to the funeral? The young man's voice rose sharply, "Some people say that death is just a slave, a cheap life, a nobody, and if you die, you will die."

That murderous assassin must have thought so, despising our strength, mocking our unity, and despising our efforts. He felt that he was better than all of us combined, and he thought he could slaughter us at will without paying the price.

Yes, I know there must be a lot of people who think that way.

Those guys who are on top.

Those who are in power.

Those who oppress the good.

Even among the people in front of me, there are many people who think so.

I don't care about others, I just want to say to all my brothers and sisters, if you yourself are self-despise, how can you make others value you? If you want to stand up to the sky one day, you must hold your head high today. I want you to know that no one is born low. In my eyes, whether male or female, rich or poor, rich or poor, rich or low, all people are born equal.

And some people are high up, and some people are as low as mud, is this eternal so? No......! This is totally changeable.

Come to ......, give the dog brothers a ride today. Tomorrow, I will take everyone to have food to eat, clothes to wear, and a prosperous future. ”

The suona sounded louder, desperately trying to cover the boy's voice. But a tiger squat cannon borrowed from the soldiers of the thousand households was pulled out and stuffed with some gunpowder.

Boom!

The suona player was immediately dumb, and the frightened wolves and rats were watching the lively and lively, but the people who saw Zhao Gou'er off felt in high spirits in the sound of the cannon. In the sound of the cannon, I heard the young man shouting: "Those who look down on us will soon know that we are very weak now, but we are definitely not easy to mess with." ”