The sound of suona is desolate and mournful, and the sad atmosphere makes people feel cold in their hearts. It was the late autumn season, and there was an air of slaughter, and when I looked up at the white silk fluttering in the house, it was even more sad. Fu Qingqing knelt in front of Fu Ziwen's mourning hall in sackcloth, her face was haggard, and her lips were pale.

Zhuo Yucheng and Lin Xiao came together, looking at the white door, they couldn't help sighing: "When Miss Qingqing was in a hurry to come back, who would have thought that such a thing would happen." Lin Xiao shook his head, pitying a weak little girl, who endured such suffering at a young age, it was really pitiful.

Zhuo Yucheng was silent, walked forward slowly, and bowed to Fu Qingqing: "Miss Qingqing, the festival is smooth." It was the second time he had said this to her, and it was heart-wrenching to look at her pale and colorless face.

Fu Qingqing raised her head, looked at Zhuo Yucheng, and smiled slightly: "Shenwujun, thank you." The funeral was really troublesome, and Zhuo Yucheng helped her a lot in private, and Fu Qingqing was especially grateful to him.

"Miss Qingqing, the deceased is gone, I, Lin Xiao, am a rough person, and I can't say anything comforting, you, don't be too sad. Lin Xiao came forward and said softly, and then as if he remembered something, he took out a bag from his arms and handed it to Fu Qingqing with both hands: "Huaisu She couldn't get out of her body today, so she asked me to give this bag to Miss Qingqing, and asked me to bring a word." Seeing that Fu Qingqing took the bag, Lin Xiao said: "Huaisu said, the wish of the deceased, the living inherit, the will of the deceased, and the will of the deceased will be passed on to future generations." ”

A line of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, Qin Huaisu was really the daughter of a genius, and with such words, she fulfilled her father's wishes before her death, and explained the responsibility on her shoulders. Putting the bag in his arms, Fu Qingqing bowed to Lin Xiao and said, "This gift is made by Qingqing to Miss Huaisu." Then he bowed again: "This salute was made by Qingqing to Lin Gongzi." ”

"Miss Qingqing, this ......" Where did Lin Xiao receive this gift, he leaned over and stretched out his hand to help Fu Qingqing up, but Zhuo Yucheng stretched out his hand to stop him, looking sideways, this kid shook his head at him slightly, although he was puzzled, he was also fixed on the spot, and no longer moved.

"Miss Qingqing is sincere, literati and writers have always been thoughtful to their confidants and friends, if you interrupt this ceremony, it will make Miss Qingqing not know how to deal with herself. "It's the spiritual sense transmission again, Zhuo Yucheng knew that Lin Xiao didn't understand this kind of etiquette, so he explained it to him in private.

So that's the case, Lin Xiao suddenly realized. In the past, he was always unaccustomed to the red tape and etiquette between these literati, but now he is receiving such a salute from Fu Qingqing, but it is a different taste. Not only was there no irritability in my heart, but there was some joy.

After the ceremony, Fu Qingqing sat up straight and looked behind Zhuo Yucheng.

Sensing Fu Qingqing's eyes, Zhuo Yucheng and Lin Xiao looked back, only to see Yang Ming standing behind the two, looking at Fu Qingqing.

Looking at her sweetheart, Fu Qingqing's heart was a little excited, her eyes gradually became red, and tears gradually spread to her eyes.

"Miss Fu. Yang Ming stepped forward, Zhuo Yucheng pulled Lin Xiao to the side, and said to Fu Qingqing: "It seems that Lord Yang and Miss Qingqing have something to say, so Yucheng and the two will leave first." Lin Xiao wanted to go up and say a few words to Yang Ming, but before he could even open his mouth, he was dragged away by Zhuo Yuchengsheng.

"Slow down, hey, I'll go, don't hold my head!" Zhuo Yucheng put his hand around Lin Xiao's neck, sandwiched it in the crook of his arm and dragged it out. This stupid boy, didn't you see those two mandarin ducks have something to say? Follow what a joke!

Lin Xiao's posture was quite funny, and the people who came to pay tribute had a little joy in their hearts, but after all, the Fu family was in the period of mourning, and everyone was amused, but it was not easy to laugh out loud in public. After Zhuo Yucheng and Lin Xiao left, everyone regained their calm mentality.

"Lord Yang. Fu Qingqing looked at Yang Ming, her heart was excited, but she couldn't show it. Although I had a lot of things to say to him in my heart, when I faced each other, I found that it was so difficult to even speak.

"Ling Zun passed away, it's really a pity, Miss Fu, mourn and change. Yang Ming bowed deeply to Fu Ziwen's spiritual position to express his admiration and condolences.

"Aren't you curious, why did your father leave?" Fu Qingqing got up and stepped forward, met Yang Ming's eyes, and asked out loud.

This... Yang Ming looked around, above this funeral, there were many people, and it was really not a good place to talk about this topic. He took a few steps back and pulled the distance between the two a little: "Miss Fu, forgive Yang for being rude, after today's worship, there are still important things to do, so I won't bother." Aggie. After finishing speaking, he called the name of his entourage, only to see the entourage holding a picture scroll, handing it to Fu Qingqing and saying: "This is the intention of my family, and I hope Miss Fu will accept it." ”

Fu Qingqing looked at the scroll, sighed lightly, stretched out her hand to take it, and when she handed over the scroll, she felt that the attendant stuffed a note in her palm, blocked the face with the scroll, and whispered: "Miss Fu, tomorrow, please tell us about the place written on the note." After saying that, the scroll was just handed over to Fu Qingqing, and the attendant smiled and returned to Yang Ming's side.

Fu Qingqing was naturally shocked in her heart, and only after a while did she react. Softly called his maid: "Liuzhu." ”

I saw a handsome little girl walking forward and saying slightly, "Miss." He handed the scroll to Liuzhu's hand and said, "Put it away." ”

"Yes. Liuzhu held the scroll and walked towards the back hall. Fu Qingqing also bowed to Yang Ming, made a woman's salute, and then said, "Thank you Lord Yang for the gift." ”

Yang Ming nodded slightly, put one hand behind his back, bent the other hand in front of his waist, bowed his head slightly and said, "Miss Fu likes it, then, Yang Ming will retire first." ”

"Lord Yang walks slowly. Seeing Yang Ming go away, Fu Qingqing's thoughts were reluctant to take back.

Sitting down with her head down, she continued to handle all kinds of matters on the funeral, and suddenly, a pair of black boots appeared in front of her, and a familiar voice came from above: "Miss Fu." When he looked up, he saw a familiar face, the voice was the servant of Shen Wei's family, and the person standing in front of him was Shen Wei.

"Lord Shen. Fu Qingqing greeted politely with a smile, only to see Shen Wei nodding, and then bowed to Fu Ziwen's spiritual position. After the etiquette was thorough, he faced Fu Qingqing and said, "Master Fu is a scholar with a high reputation in the country, and he is also the only person in this family who Shen Wei thinks can talk to. It's a pity that Shen hasn't communicated with Master Fu yet, and the adult left. It's a pity. ”

When Fu Qingqing heard this, a trace of warmth oozed from her heart: "Thank you Lord Shen for your respect for my father, if my father knows about it, he will be very happy." ”

"Since Shen heard the bad news of Master Fu, he has some doubts, and I don't know if Miss Fu can solve his doubts with Shen. "Fu Ziwen logically speaking, when he was in the prime of his life, his body had always been healthy, and his sudden death this time was really strange. Shen Wei thought about it, but couldn't think of the reason, so he came to ask Fu Qingqing.

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she was stunned. Shen Wei was careful for a long time, and saw that he was really just curious about various reasons, so she was relieved, she sighed lightly, and was about to answer, but saw Liuzhu coming out of the back hall, and said to her: "Miss, the picture scroll sent by Lord Yang has been placed." ”

Shen Wei was stunned when he heard this, he had just met Yang Ming, greeted each other, and exchanged a few words. Yang Ming rarely gives gifts to others, let alone elegant things like picture scrolls. He has also received a picture scroll from Yang Ming, but every time, there will be a message he wants to convey to him in the picture scroll, so it is already Yang Ming's mark to communicate with the picture scroll.

Today, Yang Ming even gave Fu Qingqing a picture scroll, I don't know what kind of news was passed to her. Shen Wei knew that Yang Ming had never liked to be involved with people from the family, but today's actions really exceeded his understanding of Yang Ming.

Fu Qingqing didn't know what Shen Wei was conjecturing at the moment, and he didn't notice his current demeanor, but he just turned around and nodded at Liuzhu, and ordered: "That's fine, you can continue to be busy." ”

Liuzhu accepted the entrustment and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

"Miss Fu, I don't know if Brother Yang said anything to you?" Shen Wei was suddenly curious in his heart, his temperament, if he had doubts in his heart and didn't figure it out, he would never be able to let go.

Seeing that he was eager to know the reason, Fu Qingqing turned around, faced Fu Ziwen's spiritual position, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Lord Yang asked me to go to a place tomorrow, if Lord Shen is also interested, it is better to come together." She guessed that what Yang Ming wanted to ask was also the cause of Fu Ziwen's death, and since Shen Wei was also curious, she gathered the two together and explained it clearly.

Shen Wei listened to the words and bowed his head slightly to show his approval. Then he bowed slightly towards Fu Qingqing: "Then, Shen will meet the two of you tomorrow." ”

"The specific address, I will tell Lord Shen by someone. Fu Qingqing closed her eyes and whispered, without looking back at Shen Wei.

"There is Miss Lao Fu, today's worship is over, so Shen will leave first. As he spoke, he turned around and left the Fu family with his attendants.

After Shen Wei left, Fu Qingqing opened his eyes and looked at the spirit card, Fu Ziwen three words, his heart was full of emotion, Dad, look, you have worked hard for the family all your life, among the people who came here today, which one is from the family? The Meng family has always bullied our family, and the eldest prince has always protected them, and those filthy and dirty things back then were also forcibly buried, Dad, don't you really feel sad?

Dad, I hope you can understand your daughter's decision, our Fu family has been suppressed for too long and too long, from today on, I, Fu Qingqing, will no longer be at the mercy of others!

In his eyes, there was a touch of affection called firmness. With a firm belief in her heart, Fu Qingqing's whole person instantly looked a lot more energetic.