The fastest update of the latest chapter of the blessed wife is hard to find!

Next, there was still a lot of work to do, she looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, the somewhat flustered heart finally calmed down a little.

In fact, if you think about it, how Zeng Tingshi died has nothing to do with her, does it?

What she needs to do is to handle the funeral of Zeng Assassin Shi meticulously, and let this Assassin Shi master be buried in a decent manner.

Luo Xuyan calmed her mind, lowered her head, and was about to walk forward, when she was startled by the person who suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Ba, why are you here?" She asked, confused.

Cui Jingshi's toes rubbed against the ground, his fingers twisted the corners of his clothes, and said, "I...... I...... I want to help you ......."

"Really?" Luo Xuyan glanced at him a few times, "You come with me." ”

Cui Jingshi glanced at the wing room where Zeng Tingshi was, and saw that when Luo Xuyan just came out of it, her face was a little wrong, obviously what happened in the house, not like there was an argument with the Zeng family, but like the problem was Zeng Tingshi's body.

I don't know if it's because he thinks Zeng Tingshi died strangely, so he thinks so.

He thought about it, followed Luo Xuyan's steps, and asked, "Sister Ayan, your face is so terrible......"

"Nope." Luo Xuyan denied.

Cui Jingshi asked, "Sister Ayan is too tired?" He rolled up his sleeves as if to make a big move, "I'll do it for you!" ”

Luo Xuyan glanced at him obliquely, this child-like tone came from the mouth of an adult man, and he yelled at her ear, and he couldn't stand it.

She stepped aside a little and said, "Thank you for your kindness." ”

Cui Jingshi smirked "hehe".

Luo Xuyan walked into the mourning hall quickly, although everyone was busy, but they did things in an orderly manner, the guys in the coffin shop set up the offering table, incense stand, and hung a white curtain.

Luo Xuyan said to Cui Jingshi: "It seems that there is nothing we need to do, you sit obediently in the corner over there, don't make a sound, you know?" ”

"I see." Cui Jingshi nodded, obediently walked to the corner of the wall, squatted down, and acted as if he did not exist.

Luo Xuyan looked around the room, saw the family bringing a box of food, and motioned him to open it to take a look.

There was only one large bowl in the food box, and the bowl contained white rice and two meat vegetables.

"Be sure to fill your rice bowl to the brim." Luo Xuyan admonished.

When the family heard this, he nodded nervously, "The little one will go." ”

"Hmm." After the family left, Luo Xuyan took a stick of incense, lit both ends of the incense, then gently blew out the flames, and then placed it horizontally on the incense stand.

Cui Jingshi quietly watched Luo Xuyan's every move, and now she is indifferent and calm, and she does things in an orderly manner, as if nothing had happened before.

She's going to pretend that nothing happened and won't mention it to anyone, right?

He frowned slightly, now that people are coming and going, how can he sneak to Zeng Tingshi's side and find out?

At this time, Mrs. Zeng changed into mourning clothes and came to the mourning hall with a pair of children.

The family brought a large bowl full of food, and Mrs. Zeng said, "I'll put it away." ”

Luo Xuyan stood silently on the side, watching her tremble and stretch out her hand, press it on the edge of the rice bowl, and then carefully take it out, with the support of the maids, slowly walked to the offering table step by step, put the rice bowl on the offering table, and looked left and right to make sure that the rice bowl was placed in the center, then sighed, and then retreated to Luo Xuyan's side.

"Miss Luo, what are you going to do next?" She asked.

Luo Xuyan said: "Mrs. Zeng, Zeng Tingshi has already changed his clothes, and according to the rules, he wants his son to come and carry the funeral bed......

She looked at Zeng Tingshi's young son, and the few concubines she had seen before were all too old to move the spiritual bed and a grown man.

Mrs. Zeng said: "But Yu'er is still young, how can this be good?" The other children and nephews are not at home. ”

Luo Xuyan said: "Mrs. Zeng, do you think this is good? The funeral bed is carried by the servants of your family or the guys from our coffin shop, and the little master is supporting him. ”

Mrs. Zeng listened and nodded, "It's okay, so that Yu'er can do her last filial piety." ”

"Yes." Luo Xuyan picked three strong young men, and was about to pick the last one when she saw Cui Jing raise her hand and emerge from behind the white steward.

"......" She frowned slightly, and was about to pretend not to see it, but she heard Mrs. Zeng next to her say: "This young man looks good, and he is quite strong, it's him." ”

Luo Xuyan and Bai Steward glanced at each other, and it was not good to say bluntly to Mrs. Zeng that they brought a fool into the state yamen, right?

Therefore, they could only let Cui Jingshi follow the other three people to the wing room together.

The white steward squeezed Cui Jingshi's hand and whispered: "Wait a while, you are quiet, learn to do things next to you, you must be careful and careful, you know?" ”

"Uh-huh......" Cui Jingshi nodded ignorantly.

Seeing him like this, the white steward was even more uneasy, "I will be by your side, remember, no matter how heavy you think the spiritual bed is, you must not let go, you know?" Be sure to carry it to the mourning hall steadily. When it's done, I'll reward you for your delicious food. ”

Cui Jingshi nodded again and again.

"Good." The white butler patted him on the shoulder.

Cui Jingshi followed them, and finally stepped into the wing room and saw the man lying quietly on the spiritual bed.

After cleaning and trimming, his face was the same as that of an ordinary person, only slightly gray, and he lay motionless, as if he was just asleep.

The white steward whispered, "Ah Ba, hold on tightly to this place, and lift it up like everyone else." ”

"Hmm." Cui Jingshi agreed and came to the side of the spiritual bed.

It was already close, but he couldn't see anything unusual about Zeng Assassin.

But with such a calm appearance, how could Luo Xuyan change color?

Cui Jingshi looked at the side, he deliberately chose the position in the back, thinking that he could avoid a few people, but Mrs. Zeng's eyes were staring at Zeng Tingshi, and the white steward was also paying attention to his every move.

There is also Luo Xuyan, when she saw Zeng Tingshi again, there was no wave on her face or eyes, but her eyes also looked at him, and it seemed to have a little deep meaning.

He knew that Luo Xuyan was testing himself again and again, otherwise he would not have let him carry the spiritual bed so easily.

If he really made any superfluous movements, he would definitely not be able to escape the eyes of this little girl.

Cui Jingshi sighed in his heart, there was no way to touch Zeng Tingshi, let alone check if there was anything wrong with him.

I have to find another opportunity. He settled down, listened to the white steward's slogan, and lifted the funeral bed with the others.

"Yu'er, go ahead." Mrs. Zeng said softly.

The young master of the Zeng family stepped forward with a blank face, tilted his head to look at his dead father, and then looked back at his mother.

Mrs. Zeng looked at her son's innocent and innocent eyes, her eyes were even more sour, and she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and then endured it stubbornly.

Steward Wang held the little master's arm and said, "Young master, your hand is here, follow the master out." ”

"Hmm......" Young Master Zeng looked at his silent father again, and felt a little frightened in his heart.

Although the child was young, he was also sensitive, and he noticed that the atmosphere in the house today was very strange, so he did not dare to ask anything, and could only do what the king said.

As soon as the white chubby little hand pressed on the spiritual bed, the white steward gestured to the person carrying the spiritual bed, and then followed Cui Jingshi's side closely.

Cui Jingshi dispelled his thoughts for the time being, and obediently followed the others to carry the spirit bed to the mourning hall and place it behind the offering table.

Luo Xuyan's eyes turned away from him, picked up a chopstick, pierced a hole in the window paper next to the door, and then asked the man to place a papier-mâché sedan chair under the steps of the door.

"Mrs. Zeng, please burn the sedan chair so that Zeng Tingshi's soul can ride the sedan chair to the western sky."

"Okay." Madame Zeng sniffed, took the candle from Steward Wang's hand, and then walked over and lit the paper palanquin.

The flames spread instantly, engulfing the paper sedan chair, and after it burned out, a handful of ashes remained, and when the wind blew, the ashes drifted into the sky with the white smoke, and quickly dissipated.

Mrs. Zeng looked up and watched the last bit of paper ash disappear into the sky, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, turned to Luo Xuyan and said, "I have never presided over a funeral, there are many things I don't understand, and I ask Miss Luo to worry about it." ”

At this point, she can also see that although this Luo girl is young, she is indeed a person who can handle things properly and rest assured.

Luo Xuyan nodded politely and asked, "The burial place of the assassin history, does the lady have a choice?" I brought Mr. Feng Shui over to pick a Feng Shui treasure for my wife. ”

Mrs. Zeng said: "Although the master is not a native of Jingzhou, he has been an official here for many years and has a deep feeling, so he plans to be buried here after a hundred years." So, ask Miss Luo and Mr. Feng Shui to choose a Feng Shui treasure for the master. ”

"Yes, I will tell Mr. Feng Shui to choose it immediately, so that the cemetery can be arranged as soon as possible. Please rest assured, Madame. Luo Xuyan said: "In addition, the mourning shed in the courtyard and the door of the house will be arranged by us, and now Mrs. Zeng needs to report the funeral to relatives and friends." After hanging the portrait later, the family can go to the incense burner paper to keep the mourning hall, and the candles on the table must not be extinguished. ”

"I see." Mrs. Zeng turned her head to a few housekeepers and instructed: "Let's see if the people in the family are ready, and when this side is cleaned up, call them over and guard them for the master." But......" she frowned, "they must be told to remember the rules and faces, and if they dare to make a fuss in front of the spirit, don't blame me for being ruthless, and not let them see the master for the last time." ”

"Yes." The housekeepers and mothers-in-law responded in unison, and each went to ask for the concubine of the assassin Shi.

Mrs. Zeng said to the king steward: "You come to the study with me, and we will discuss the funeral." ”

"Yes."

Before Mrs. Zeng left, she told again: "Miss Luo, I'm sorry for you, make sure everything is in order." ”

"I will." After Luo Xuyan saw Mrs. Zeng leave, she commanded her men and family members to build a mourning shed in the courtyard.

Cui Jingshi shrank back into the corner of the wall, and from here he could just see half of Zeng Tingshi's body, although it was not too far away, and Luo Xuyan was concerned about building a spiritual shed, but he still couldn't act casually.

When it gets dark, everyone is in low spirits, so maybe it's a good time.

He pondered silently, and saw Luo Xuyan commanding the family to carry several jars of ice into the house and place them in all corners of the house.

He hurriedly pretended to be arranging the curtain, and the family looked at him, did not interrogate, put down the ice jar and left.

Now it's hot, and I'm afraid that the corpse will rot, so I brought ice, right?

Cui Jingshi looked down at the ice, although because of the bursts of cold air, the room was a little cold and swishing, and it looked even more gloomy, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Xuyan was really thoughtful, so that he didn't have to worry about the changes in the corpse and hiding the wounds.

He looked at Luo Xuyan, who had crossed the threshold and went out, squatting behind the curtain, waiting for an opportunity to act again.

"Aba, so you're here." The white butler walked over and took out a paper bag from his bosom, "This is a reward for you, you did a good job just now." ”

Cui Jing opened the paper bag, and there were a few candied fruits inside, giving off a sweet and sour aroma.

"Eat, we'll be done in a while, I'll send you back." White Butler said.

"Hmm!" Cui Jingshi nodded vigorously.

The white butler walked out quickly.

After the painter painted the portrait, he first gave it to Mrs. Zeng for seeing, and after there was no problem, he framed it and sent it to the mourning hall, and several people hung the portrait above the offering table.

Luo Xuyan stood in front of the offering table, watching several family members busy, and after the portrait was hung, her eyes turned to the corner of the clothes that emerged from behind the curtain.

When the family was out, she walked to the curtain and heard a soft smacking of her lips.

She turned around, and the whole person stood in front of Cui Jingshi, watching him eat candied fruit.

"......" Cui Jingshi had actually noticed Luo Xuyan's footsteps gradually walking in, but it wasn't until she stood in front of her, and after a while, she raised her head and looked at her stupidly.

Luo Xuyan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

"It's delicious." Cui Jingshi nodded, and held up the candied fruit in the paper bag with one hand, "Sister Ayan, do you eat it?" ”

"Are you willing to do it?" Luo Xuyan asked.

Cui Jingshi blinked his eyes and asked rhetorically, "Why are you reluctant?" ”

Luo Xuyan pointed to the candied fruits, "That's all there is left, I eat it, you don't have to eat it." ”

"That's right!" Cui Jingshi hurriedly tightened his fingers and quickly retracted back to his chest, "I, I...... I'll treat you to it later. ”

Luo Xuyan's gaze swirled on his face, and at this time, the white steward called her outside.

"I'm coming." She looked at the spirit bed not far away, and coldly remembered what had been on top of Zeng Thorn Shi's head.

Cui Jingshi noticed that Luo Xuyan's face changed slightly when she looked at Zeng Tingshi, and she opened her mouth and just wanted to ask, but after thinking about it, a fool shouldn't be able to see such a subtle change, right?

And now in the Zeng family, there are many people, even if he asks, she can't say anything.

So, he stuffed another candied fruit into his mouth.

And Luo Xuyan had already turned around and left.