When Dongyu arrived at Yuanyang Pavilion, he first touched the tears in the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief before entering the Dongji Room.

Mrs. Sheng anxiously waited for Dongyu to come back.

Sheng Changhou did not pace any longer, but sat on the big kang near the window, his expression a little depressed. It is rare for him to have such a deep expression, and he looks very old, which makes people's hearts sour.

"How is Sister Yun?" Dongyu didn't think much about it, so Mrs. Sheng came up and asked.

Dong Yu told Sheng Leyun about the situation.

When Mrs. Sheng heard that Sheng Leyun was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief, and tears fell again. She hadn't shed tears all day, and her eyes were a little red and swollen.

Dongyu persuaded her not to be sad, and took out the pair of cards and returned them to Mrs. Sheng.

Mrs. Sheng glanced at it, then glanced at Sheng Changhou, and then said, "You can take it first." How can my mother have the heart to take care of the trivial matters at home recently? If there is anything, you can discuss it with Mother Kang. ”

Dong Ying couldn't help but look at Sheng Changhou.

Sheng Changhou was unconscious.

Mrs. Sheng hinted that she accept it.

Dong Yu said yes and put it away.

The third master, Sheng Xiu, also entered the east room of Yuanyang Pavilion with his hind feet. He told Sheng Xiuyi about going in to boil medicine for Sheng Leyu to Sheng Changhou and Mrs. Sheng.

Mrs. Sheng was stunned, feeling sorry for her son and thinking of her grandson, but she didn't know what to say for a while, and cried.

Sheng Changhou raised his eyes and glanced at Sheng Xiumu, his gaze was different and long.

Sheng Xiumu thought that his father was going to scold him again, so he hung his head and waited for training. has been scolded by his father since he was a child, and Sheng Changhou's scolding is no different from ordinary greetings for Sheng Xiuyi and Sheng Xiumu.

Sheng Changhou didn't scold him this time, but let out a long sigh, feeling an inexplicable loneliness.

The third master was a little surprised.

The Marquis of Shengchang said after a while: "The ancients said that a strict father produces a filial son. I am very strict with your brothers, and I hope that you will be successful. Brother Yi has been sullen since he was a child, and he didn't say anything when asked. I couldn't bear to talk to him slowly. There are daily reprimands, and there are often beatings and scoldings. I've been all the time, and I don't know what my son was thinking......"

The third master's heart was sour. Since the last time I got sick. My father often shows such an old state, which makes people reluctant to look at it. A person who used to be so domineering, did he really recognize his old age?

"Daddy, big brother won't do foolish things." Sheng Xiu Muyan couldn't help but comfort Sheng Changhou. "Don't worry, he'll be fine, and Brother Yu'er will be fine."

In this way, it is empty and not convincing at all, and Sheng Xiumu himself does not believe it.

It's a pity that he doesn't read a lot of books like his eldest brother, and he can't quote scriptures.

"I always say that he dotes on children......" Sheng Changhou Buddha couldn't listen to Sheng Xiumu's words. Just talking to himself, "Now that I think about it, as a father, he is far better than me." ”

Sheng Xiumu didn't know what to say for a while.

Dong Ying listened on the side, and Mrs. Sheng was crying again, her eyes moistened as if her tears were contagious.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and Dongyu has been in Yuanyang Pavilion. I didn't go back to the Jing Photography Hospital, and I didn't go to see Brother Cheng.

Her heart was heavy, and her eyes were astringent all the time.

The chiming clock on the wall moved slightly. At the beginning of the year, Sheng Xiuyi still did not come out of Sheng Leyu's courtyard.

Mrs. Sheng was a little sleepy and yawned.

Dongyu persuaded her to go in and sleep, she shook her head, and fell asleep crookedly on the big kang near the window in the east room. And Dongyu, Sheng Changhou, and Sheng Xiumu did not feel hungry or sleepy.

The room was silent.

Citron looked at the doorway, and when Dong Yu saw it, he got up and came out.

"Grandma, have you lost the key?" Citron asked Dongyu.

The head of the east jaw. Let the inner courtyard drop the key first. Then he remembered something and asked Citron, "Who else is there around me who is serving in this courtyard?" ”

Rose was scolded by Dongyi, and she didn't know who would take Rose's class.

"It's Biqiu." Citron said, "Grandma, do you want to call her over to serve?" ”

The head of the east jaw.

Citron went out and shouted Biqiu, and then went to tell the mothers-in-law in the inner courtyard to drop the key.

Dongyu said to Biqiu: "You go to the outer courtyard." Just said that the inside asked, when will Aunt Tao arrive in Shengjing. ”

Biqiu said yes, turned around and called out to the two little maids who came together in the Jingshi Courtyard to accompany them with lanterns and go to the outer courtyard.

After a stick of incense, Bi Qiu came back and said to Dong Yu: "Chief Manager Lin personally told the slave maid that Aunt Tao's car, if it is fast, it will arrive at noon tomorrow, and if it is later, it will arrive before sunset tomorrow." If there's something on the road, it's hard to say......"

Dong Ying frowned slightly.

She waited in Yuanyang Pavilion all the time.

Then she, Sheng Xiumu, and Sheng Changhou all sat on the Taishi chair and took a nap, and Mrs. Sheng fell asleep on the big kang by the window, but was awakened by nightmares several times.

When the rooster crows, the outside is brightly illuminated by the moonlight. Mrs. Sheng was in a daze, as if she had heard Brother Yu'er's crisp and loud laughter.

He laughed every day, shouted to his grandmother with a milky voice, and crawled into Mrs. Sheng's arms, as if he was only three or four years old. He is good-looking, and his eyes are more scorching than the stars in the sky. I don't like to cry since I was a child, and my heart is warm when I laugh.

Since Sheng Lehao went to the outer courtyard, the happiness of Mrs. Sheng's grandson around her knees was brought to her by Sheng Leyu.

Grandmother, grandmother......

Such a crisp child's voice rings in my ears.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mrs. Sheng's lips.

Suddenly, a terrible cry of crying and grabbing the sky pierced the sky, and it was particularly clear in the Sheng Mansion at dawn. Dong Yu, Sheng Changhou, and Sheng Xiumu were all very vigilant, and they were awakened by crying.

Mrs. Sheng also woke up from her dream.

The cry was silenced again.

Gradually, footsteps came from the other side of Sheng Leyu's yard, mixed with uneven cries.

Dong Yu was a spirit, and he was one step faster than the maids who served, rushed out and opened the courtyard door. The maids and ladies who served all woke up and went out with them.

Several mothers-in-law carried lanterns and walked from Sheng Leyu's courtyard.

Crying as you walk.

On June 17 of the sixth year of Yuanchang, Sheng Le Yumao, the second young master of the Sheng family, died of smallpox at the first moment of the first moment, at the age of six and five months.

When Mrs. Sheng heard the mourning mothers-in-law, her eyes went dark and she fainted.

Sheng Xiumu hurriedly supported his mother.

Sheng Changhou walked quickly to Sheng Leyu's courtyard, and Dong Yu followed closely.

A carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard, Sheng Xiuyi's face was covered with ash because of the stove, and the hairpin had long since disappeared, and his hair was scattered. His clothes were crumpled and clinging to his body, like a plague fleeing from the famine.

in his hands. Holding a child who had lost his breath.

Dongyi's feet were soft, and her tears were like beads with broken threads, dripping down.

Sheng Changhou also paused.

"Don't come here!" Sheng Xiuyi saw his father and Dongyu running over with the maids, and shouted loudly. "Don't come here!"

Dongyu stopped, she felt something shaking in front of her, and she felt dizzy. The citron who came with her hurriedly helped her.

Sheng Changhou's chest rose and fell violently, his lips squirmed, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.

Through the bright moonlight, Dong Ying could see that Sheng Xiuyi's face was full of tears.

His voice was also choked: "Daddy, make a well-dressed mound for Brother Yu'er." His corpse. The child was taken to Zhuangzi and buried. Brother Yu'er's yard is burned, and the things he used are also burned. If I'm all right, I'll be back in half a month; If I don't come back for half a month, you go to Zhuangzi in Qingxian County, Hebei Province to find me......"

It is possible that he also contracted smallpox, so he could not stay in the house.

Infected with smallpox, if you can't survive, it can only drag on for half a month at most.

Dongyu covered her lips tightly so that she didn't cry.

Tears blurred the vision. Bean-sized tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked at the man not far away, his long body seemed to be coated with a halo. Clear and hazy.

She let the majestic tears roll down.

Sheng Changhou spoke after a while: "Brother Yi'er, come back as soon as possible, Daddy will pick you up at the door." ”

There was a choked sobs in his voice.

Old tears slipped down his face from the corners of his eyes.

Sheng Xiu bowed, put Sheng Leyu in the carriage, and turned around to help Sheng Leyu's nurse Su's mother into the carriage.

Su's mother has been infected, the acne on her cheeks has turned into pus, and her body has been dragged so that she can't walk.

Lai'an drove the carriage to the side.

Sheng Xiuyi covered his nose with his sleeve before saying to Lai'an: "You stand back and put the horsewhip on the car." ”

Lai An was shocked, knelt down and cried: "Lord Shizi." You let me wait for you. You asked me to drive for you. ”

Sheng Xiuyi shook his head and didn't say anything more, just looked at Lai'an fixedly.

Lai'an couldn't help crying, and kowtowed to Sheng Xiuyi three times before getting up and retreating to the side.

"Ah Jin, serve a good mother at home." Sheng Xiuyi said loudly to Dong Yu again. After a pause, he added, "Take care of the children." ”

Dongyu couldn't hold back anymore and cried out loud.

Tears make everything in sight so unreal.

The carriage drove out slowly, and when she heard the sound of the wheels pressing against the ground, Dong Yu only felt that the strength of her whole body seemed to be drained. She could no longer support herself and went limp.

A few mothers-in-law hurriedly came to help her.

Sheng Changhou watched the carriage gradually move away in the morning light, he couldn't help but slow down, and followed step by step, until the carriage disappeared, he held the corner gate like a decadent, and the green tendons on his hand holding the wall protruded.

back, weakly rickety down.

It was a long time before he got up and went to the outer courtyard.

In less than half an hour, the maids in the outer courtyard had already poured tung oil on Sheng Leyu's yard, and each had a bucket in his hand to prevent the fire from spreading.

Several small attics connected to Sheng Leyu's courtyard were also poured with tung oil.

Sheng Changhou gave an order, and the raging fire rose up, and thick smoke billowed from the entire inner courtyard.

The next day, the whole of Kyoto knew that the Marquis of Morisho had caught fire early in the morning, and the fire burned for nearly two hours before it gradually went out.

Mrs. Sheng was lying on the bed, unable to speak, only to shed tears.

Marquis Sheng Chang personally arranged Sheng Leyu's funeral.

Because he is still a child and has never had an heir, Sheng Leyu's funeral should not be too public. The Marquis of Shengchang chose to suspend the spirit for three days. Three days later, the funeral will begin, and the twenty-four Zen monks will be invited to worship the great compassion and confession in the hall, and the souls will be transformed after the death to avoid the sins of the deceased. Another altar was set up, and eighteen true Taoist priests were invited to resolve their grievances and wash their karma.

The funeral is scheduled for June 27.

Everything was arranged, and at noon, a woman's mournful cry came from outside the mourning hall: "Brother Yu'er......"

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