Ying Zhiwen's eyes widened, and the contents of his mouth almost squirted out.

He hurriedly swallowed the contents of his mouth and asked, "Me? I'm dead? How did I die? ”

He was obviously sitting here dignified, still able to see people, and still able to eat, why did he suddenly die?

Still conclusive, still holding funerals?

"Well, you'd better go and ask Shan Shulin." Lu Hui looked at his stupid appearance, and couldn't help but smile more and more obviously.

Shan Shulin was very hidden, full of seriousness: "I also know." ”

"Do you really want to give me a funeral?" Ying Zhiwen felt that the whole person was inexplicable, "No, I want to ask, what went wrong." ”

He stood up as he spoke, the duck didn't plan to eat, and Wu Tong was not afraid, so he wanted to go out with his legs.

"Come back." Shan Shulin stopped him, "This matter is complicated, you sit down and talk about it." ”

Ying Zhiwen remembered that he had brought a letter to his family some time ago, and his mother had also received and replied to the letter. She would never think she was dead, or even throw a funeral for herself.

If it weren't for the misinformation, then why would there be such a puzzling funeral?

"I found a secret ...... at Mei's house," Shan Shu said in a slow voice, detailing what he had seen and heard in Mei's mansion.

The three of them bowed their heads and exchanged their opinions in a whisper, and gave the most appropriate way to discuss how to make Ying Jiazai get out of this farce.

In the end, Lu Hui was very satisfied. Because she is the one who acts as a single sparse servant, she is finally not alone.

The house of the Ying family is in the north of Xijing. As the third of the four families, the scale of Yingjia's house is not inferior to any one.

The wooden buildings are lined up one after another, although there is no delicacy of the small bridges and flowing water in the Minister's Mansion, but the tall rockery, the medicine altars that can be seen everywhere, and the little orchid fragrance diffused in the air are all unique scenery of Yingjia.

Along the way, Lu Hui looked at the rare and precious medicinal materials outside, and there were more than a dozen of them.

"Envy?" Ying Zhi looked at Lu Hui and stared at a Lingzhi mushroom that was more than ten years old for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

Lu Hui raised his eyes: "You have been to the Prince's Mansion, what do you think?" ”

Shut up when Ying Zhi asked, and don't talk to Lu Hui about these unpleasant things. He remembered that the Prince's Mansion was never short of these things.

I'm afraid that as long as Lu Hui speaks, even if the entire Prince's Mansion is transformed into a medicine garden, no one will have any opinions.

Lu Hui didn't pay much attention to those medicinal herbs, what she was really looking at was the white flowers and ribbons tied everywhere.

Turning a blind eye to these things. I don't know if he doesn't want to see it, or if he doesn't want to accept it.

The Ying family actually planned to announce the news of Ying Zhiwen's death, and took the opportunity to form an alliance with the Mei family to jointly assist the queen and the crown prince.

Of course, the 'prince' here is not Lu Hui, but her younger brother, Lu Hui.

What happened to Ying's family, Ying Zhiwen didn't know anything, after all, he wandered outside all the year round, and his understanding of the corresponding family was even less than that of an outsider.

In other words, he never worried about anything in the Ying family.

"Maybe it was the last time you spoke for me that made the queen hate you." Lu Hui lowered his voice and asked Ying Zhi, who was also dressed as a small guy next to him.

Ying Zhiwen lowered his head, raised his hand and wiped the thin human skin mask covering his face, so as not to make people recognize his identity at a glance: "I don't blame you for this, even if there is no such thing, she will do something to the family." ”

Even if he didn't speak for Lu Hui last time and blocked the queen's mouth, the queen would not let go of the fat of the Ying family.

In the past, Ying Zhiwen also heard his mother say that the Mei family had the intention of being friends with the Ying family, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. I didn't expect the change to happen so quickly.

Ying Zhiwen knew that the Mei family and the Ying family were on good terms, the Mei family was harmless, and the Ying family was all harmful. Originally, the emperor was afraid of the power of the four great families, so he had no reason to suppress it.

If the Ying family unites with the Mei family, the emperor will not use the Mei family, which has military power, but will only embarrass the Ying family everywhere and has no real power.

This is one of the reasons why Yingjia has never entered into an alliance with anyone.

Lu Hui didn't say anything more, she raised her eyes and looked at the Ying family's rather magnificent funeral.

Looking up, all the places are hung with white silk, the center of the silk is tied with snow-white silk flowers, and dozens of wreaths are placed on both sides of the main hall, all of which are light-colored paper flowers.

In the hall, there is a nanmu coffin, and a huge ice cube is placed next to it, which is revealing a faint and cold atmosphere. It is not difficult to see a person lying in the center of the coffin, and I think it should look very similar to Ying Zhiwen himself.

Ying Zhiwen looked at it from a distance, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I don't know which lonely ghost actually wrote the tablet with my name!" ”

Following his gaze, he happened to see the black gold tablet in the center on the desk in front of the coffin, and the incense burner next to the tablet. The name on the tablet is exactly the three big characters that should be asked.

Ying Zhiwen was so angry that he blushed.

Whoever sees their name engraved on the tablet will not be too happy.

"It's an experience that ordinary people don't have." Lu Hui comforted him.

Ying Zhi clenched his fists: "You will also come if you have a chance." ”

Let's see if she can still reason with herself so calmly.

Lu Hui smiled, and turned to look at the few people kneeling on the ground. The middle-aged woman at the front, kneeling sideways, was about the mother who answered the question.

She was teary-eyed, not like an informed person.

Look at the old man standing on the right, dressed in plain clothes, with a white belt around his waist, his expression is solemn, and he keeps bowing to the people who come to mourn in return. He looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

Ying Zhiwen has no wives and concubines and children, so there are only maids and maids kneeling on the ground except for Ying's mother. They were crying on their knees, and everyone looked sad.

It was also very sad to ask about it. He hung his head, muttered and began to complain to Lu Hui:

"Look at that man, look at him, he actually ate at my funeral!"

"And her, even with the maid next to her!"

"It's too much, it's too much! It's in vain that I'm so good to them on weekdays, and I'm so happy when I die! ”

Lu Hui looked at him lightly, and couldn't help but strike: "Maybe your cousin and nephew are now fighting horses." ”

Ying Zhiwen's face turned blue, and he couldn't refute Lu Hui's words, so he said, "What about you?" ”

Myself? Lu Hui smiled. She? As soon as she died, I am afraid that many people will celebrate with the crown and congratulate themselves on the fact that this scourge has finally been killed.

"If I die, I'm afraid no one will ......"

"I'm going to be sad." Shan Shulin, who had been silent in front, suddenly turned around and came out with such a sentence.

Lu Hui raised his eyes, and a gleam of joy flashed under his eyes. In response to the question, he stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder: "What about me?" If something happens to me, will you be more upset? ”

Shan Shulin looked at him, smiled slightly, and said a word.