The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the mansions on the left and right, someone secretly opened the door and poked his head out to see, and when he saw Zhao Hanzhang's sister and brother kneeling at the gate in filial piety clothes, they were shocked, the Zhao family has a funeral?

The two sides were at a stalemate, and a voice came from afar, "I'll pick it up!" ”

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw Fu Tinghan leading a group of people to this side quickly, followed by several carriages and ox carts slowly.

Fu Tinghan touched Zhao Hanzhang's gaze, kicked the horse's belly to speed up, and only stopped the horse when he arrived at the gate.

He jumped off the horse, strode forward, and joined the army and raised his hand to stop it meaningfully, didn't he see that there were so many people behind him?

There are Langjun and girls, these people are all nobles at a glance, and he can afford to offend one or two, so much, he doesn't have a brain, and he naturally knows current affairs.

Fu Tinghan walked in front of Zhao Hanzhang in three steps and two steps, looked at her fixedly, and then took a piece of linen cloth from her hand and tied it around his waist.

Wang Xuan and Wang Siniang were one step behind.

Wang Siniang jumped off the horse and ran over, with a concerned face, "Sanniang, are you okay?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at her, lowered his head and raised the sackcloth in his hand, "Zhao's Sanniang reported the funeral to all the relatives and friends who came over, and my grandfather Zhao's family passed away last night." ”

Wang Siniang's eyes were red, and she reached out and took a strip of linen.

Wang Xuan walked up slowly, and joined the army and said: "Don't mention the exploits of Zhao Gong, it is an ordinary family, and the deceased is the greatest, the two rooms of the Zhao family are here, they must always be allowed to go out to report the funeral, Your Majesty and the prince should also go to someone to inform them." ”

He said: "If you can't be the master, you might as well go and ask General Ma now." ”

"Zhao Gong's life is simple, how can you wait for the upper and lower lips to touch and humiliate, people can't report the funeral when they die, what do you puppets want to do?"

The people who followed Wang Xuan were either riding horses, or riding carriages and ox carts, and they also arrived one after another, and when they saw that Zhao Hanzhang's sister and brother were stopped holding sackcloth, they couldn't help but get angry.

These people are all in their prime, they are young and vigorous, they are most dissatisfied with the status quo of their home and country, and they are also the most ambitious, and their hearts are agitated for a while, and they can't help but point at the generals and soldiers and scold.

There was a down-and-out middle-aged man who rode over on a donkey with a wine jug and simply sat down on the steps, crying and laughing at the door, "The world is declining, there is no morality, insulting the countrymen, the loss of the country, hahahaha, this is all retribution, Zhao Changyu, Zhao Changyu, you persuade me to go out, saying that a good man is committed to the society, you are loyal, but what will happen to you?" ”

He pointed to the gate and cried and scolded: "You ran around for his Sima family, and worked hard for him to be in the Jin Dynasty, but you almost died twice at the hands of the Jin family. ”

He pointed to the general and scolded, "The dead body of the lackey, no heart, the Great Jin Dynasty lost Zhao Changyu, if the building is lost, you still have time to put the Zhao family under house arrest, and wait, in time, even your master will be difficult to set foot in the land of Luoyang." ”

Zhao Hanzhang raised her head when she heard this, looked at him with blazing eyes, tears rolled down her eyes, she held back her choked voice, and asked Wang Xuan, "Who is he?" ”

Wang Xuan, "This is Mr. Zhang Jingyang." ”

Zhao Hanzhang: "You invited him here?" ”

Wang Xuan smiled bitterly, "How can I have that ability?" Last month, Mr. Zhang once again refused the emperor's expedition, saying that he was sick, not to mention me, even my father couldn't see him, and he didn't expect him to come today. ”

Zhao Hanzhang understood, she stepped forward with the linen cloth in her hand, knelt down the steps, kowtowed and offered the linen, "Thank you, Mr. for coming to mourn my grandfather." ”

The soldiers and soldiers were scolded so blue that they didn't dare to make a move on Zhang Jingyang, nor did they dare to stop Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhang Jingyang looked at the white cloth in front of him silently, tears fell, he shook his hand and held one in his hand, crying and fell down on the steps, "Changyu, Changyu, where to return, where to return, woohoo, woohoo, Dajin woohoo......"

Zhao Hanzhang bowed to him deeply, then got up, looked back at Zhao Erlang, and said with tears in his eyes: "Erlang, follow me to report the funeral." ”

Zhao Erlang hurriedly got up and trotted to keep up, and a soldier stepped forward, Fu Tinghan and Wang Xuan blocked it sideways, looking at them with firm eyes.

The soldier pulled the soldiers back, "Let them go." ”

Grandma's, the people above will hide, he has stopped no one for so long, and if he stops again, even if they are not scolded to death by these scholars, they will be hacked to death after being questioned, so it is better to let them go.

Zhao Hanzhang took Zhao Erlang down the steps and walked towards the street step by step, Zhao Zhongyu quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and it was done.

Two sisters and brothers, one holding a sackcloth and the other carrying a cane, went out along the street, as long as it was someone who was familiar with the Zhao family, they would stop and kneel outside the gate to report the funeral, and wait for the people inside to come out to pick up the linen cloth.

Fu Tinghan and the others slowly followed behind them, and stopped to watch.

He watched Zhao Hanzhang kneel down in front of the gate, held up the linen strip in his hand, and reported loudly: "Runan Zhao's Sanniang, with his younger brother Erlang, came to report the funeral, grandfather Zhao's ...... died last night."

The first time, the people in the room didn't hear very correctly, Tao Wei stopped the pen in his hand and pricked up his ears to listen, "What are the people outside shouting?" How do I sound like a funeral? ”

Soon the housekeeper ran in and said urgently: "Lord Lang, the Zhao family came to report the funeral, saying that Zhao Zhongshu went last night." ”

Tao Wei got up suddenly, took the pen in his hand and pointed over and asked, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Zhao Zhongshu, Shang Cai Bo, it was gone last night!"

Tao Wei picked up his robe and ran out, "Is it the hand of the King of the East China Sea?" ”

This is the question of all the onlookers, as well as the people who received the news, is Zhao Changyu's death the hand of the King of the East China Sea?

The door opened, Tao Wei hurried out, and when he saw Zhao Hanzhang's sister and brother kneeling in front of the gate, tears fell instantly.

He stepped forward to take the strip of cloth in Zhao Hanzhang's hand, and choked up: "I must go to condole." ”

Zhao Hanzhang led Zhao Erlang to kowtow, got up and left.

Zhao Changyu has many acquaintances in Luoyang, not only relatives and friends, but also colleagues, Zhao Hanzhang followed Zhao Changyu to deal with letters and documents during this time, and knew who to find to report the funeral.

Fortunately, although she doesn't know the way, Zhao Erlang knows.

They reported the funeral, some went out to pick up in person like Tao Wei, some sent a housekeeper to pick them up, and some disappeared behind closed doors.

No matter what kind of situation he encountered, Zhao Hanzhang took Zhao Erlang to kowtow, just to thank the world for Zhao Changyu.

The young people who followed behind couldn't help crying, Wang Siniang cried like a tearful person, and when she arrived at the gate of Wang's house, she saw that their house was closed, she was so angry that she stepped forward and was about to slam the door, "What is Father thinking?" ”

Wang Xuan hurriedly stopped her, "Father is not at home, and the people in the family are afraid that they will not dare to call the shots." ”