Funeral

Author: Loeva

Funeral

Because of Lan Xue's death, Zhao Mo noticed that his relationship with his younger brother Zhao Qi seemed to have changed, and his mood became not so good.

During the trip to the temple fair on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, he originally thought about taking Zhao Qi with him to let his little brother relax, but now that Zhao Qi was sick and the weather was cold, he gave up the idea. From Yongjia Hou

After returning from the house, he did not go to meet Zhao Qi. He only called the waiting maid outside Zhao Qi's courtyard to ask. He knew that Zhao Qi had taken medicine and his fever had gone away. It seemed that his condition had improved. Maybe

There was no need to call the doctor, so he turned around and left without entering the yard.

He didn't know that as soon as he left, Zhao Qi got the news and sat on the bed in a daze, staring in the direction of the courtyard door through the window. The girls came into the house and saw it, and hurriedly said: "Third Master, hurry up

Go to bed, be careful of catching a cold. The county prince has already left." A girl who usually got along best with Zhao Qi also whispered: "The Third Master did something like that yesterday, which is really hurtful. If you feel guilty,

How about making an apology to the third master next time when the county prince comes? We are all brothers, how can we have an overnight feud?"

Zhao Qi pursed his lips, fell back to sleep with the help of the girls, and murmured: "You don't understand..." As he said that, his eye circles gradually turned red, and there was a bit of fear in his eyes, "How could I follow

My brother has a grudge..."

The girls didn't understand, and wanted to ask more questions, but Zhao Qi had already closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep again, so they had no choice but to remain silent, leaving one person to wait on the bedside, while the others went to work separately.

Zhao Shuo ordered Zhao Mo to collect Lan Xue's body and take care of the funeral arrangements. Actually, this matter was not urgent at first. It was the Chinese New Year, so it would be okay to delay it for a few days, otherwise it would be too unlucky. But Zhao Shuo also

I don’t know what kind of madness he got, but he sent three groups of people to rush him. Zhao Mo had no choice but to go to the Imperial City’s Secret Intelligence Department. He took advantage of the early morning when there were fewer people on the road. When he arrived there

, the guard at the entrance of the Secret Service was still yawning, everyone was feeling sleepy after working all night.

Yuan Tongzhi was on duty at the Secret Intelligence Department last night. When he saw Zhao Mo, he was a little surprised: "Why is the county prince here? When we sent a letter to your father, we also agreed that it would be delivered to his home. Your father repeatedly said

He excused himself and said that he would send someone to deal with it, but he didn't expect that he would send the county prince. This is a Chinese New Year..." He paused, thinking of the rumors about Zhao Shuo being mean to his eldest son, and Zhao Mo's "foolish filial piety" to his unscrupulous father.

, did not say any more.

Zhao Mo smiled and didn't say much. He just asked, "Why did people die suddenly? Did you get any useful information?"

Yuan Tongzhi shook his head sarcastically: "I'm afraid she doesn't know as much as the handymen among her accomplices, but she always seems to feel that her status is extraordinary and very important. Without her, everyone's plot in Dazhao will be in vain. She

Chief, he is not only fooling us, he is also fooling her. She died of illness. She was sick and injured, and she did not recover well. Ever since we said a few sarcastic words during the interrogation, she became very angry and sick.

From then on, the illness got worse and worse, and when the weather got cold,..."

Zhao Mo understood and said disapprovingly: "She has always been a hollow-minded person with great ambitions, but not everyone she meets is a idiot."

Yuan Tongzhi thought to himself, as long as one of them is a idiot, how many people will Lan Xue cause trouble for just by fooling Zhao Shuo? Not to mention the seven Wang family members who are rumored to be drugged and infertile.

My aunt, Zhao Mo, the king of Suning County, who is in great power in front of me, has suffered from Lan Xue's losses more than once, right?

Of course, these words cannot be mentioned to Zhao Mo in person, as that would be too embarrassing. Yuan Tongzhi changed his words and asked someone to bring a pottery jar the size of a human head over: "They are all here. I'm afraid she's hiding them on her body."

After she died and was buried, she tipped her off to her accomplices, and we burned her remains to ashes, even her clothes." At the same time, there was a small bundle handed over, which contained the contents of Lan Xue when she was brought in.

, the accessories on her body other than clothes are a pair of gold earrings, two gilt hairpins for household hair, and an inconspicuous chiselled gold bracelet. Yuan Tongzhi and others have checked it again and again, and there are no mechanisms on it.

, nothing was taken with them, and they were returned to the family members.

In fact, if it weren't for Zhao Mo, these pieces of jewelry might have been seized by people from the Secret Service.

Zhao Mo didn't take these pieces of jewelry seriously. He just thought he could give them to Zhao Qi as a souvenir. He took stock of the things, signed the documents handed over by Yuan Tongzhi, and then he could leave. Before leaving.

He asked Yuan Tongzhi again: "Have you found out who that noble man is? Is there still no news about the three Beirong spies who escaped?"

Yuan Tongzhi sighed: "The prisoner is still being interrogated, and there is no news about the escaped spy. Now that we are celebrating the New Year, it is not an important official business, and it is not easy for the superiors to keep everyone in office. Maybe we have to wait until the new year's office is opened before we can make any progress.

But those Beirong people said that the noble man seems to be very powerful. Maybe the county prince can take advantage of the Chinese New Year to pay attention to the movements of the princes' mansions, the princes' mansions and the six high-ranking officials to see which family is acting suspiciously."

How is this different from finding a needle in a haystack? However, Zhao Mo has always been paying attention to similar news, so he agreed.

He took Lan Xue's urn and relics to return his life to his father. Unexpectedly, Zhao Shuo had sent Zhen Zhong to stop him at the door early, saying that the things were ominous. It was the Chinese New Year, so it was better not to let them in. Let Zhao Mo take Lan Xue first.

After Xue's funeral affairs are finished, she will come back again.

People were coming and going on the street outside Zhao Shuo's house. Some people recognized who Zhao Mo was. They were looking at the scene of Prince Suning being blocked by his father and not allowed to enter the house in surprise. Zhao Mo was whispering in private.

Mo was so angry that he laughed, thinking that Zhao Shuo must have lost his mind. Otherwise, how could he do such an objectionable thing when he was covered in pigtails?

He turned around, got on his horse, and ordered his followers to take Lan Xue's urn and head straight out of the city. Yesterday, he had ordered his people to help find a suitable burial place near his village. No one was needed.

What is good Feng Shui? As long as it is in the wilderness and does not disturb others, it is best to be in a place that is a little more convenient to reach, so as to avoid Zhao Qi having to walk inconveniently when he worships in the future. Of course, just in case, he also gave instructions

, it is necessary to find a place with special terrain, preferably one where others can easily detect whether an outsider is approaching, and where the people inside cannot easily escape after being surrounded. This is to prevent the Beirong people from coming.

can be discovered in time.

There was no ceremony at all in the burial process. A hole was dug casually and a wooden sign was erected. The name of the deceased was written on it. It was written in the name of Zhao Shuo's concubine, and the inscription was that of the filial son Zhao Qi.

Name. When it was over, Zhao Mo asked someone to burn three sticks of incense and a bunch of paper money for Lan Xue, and that was it. When leaving, he also asked someone to send a letter to Zhuangzili, asking the people in the village to pay attention.

Is there anyone who comes here to worship? If so, try to keep the person here. If not, you should find out the origin of the person's name.

If you want to reach Lan Xue's burial place, you must pass through Zhao Mo's Zhuangzi. That is the only road. There are no lively markets or other villages nearby, and generally no simple passers-by will get in. The village is young and strong.

There are so many of them, it shouldn’t be difficult to keep anyone. Zhuangtou agreed and immediately sent two people to take turns to follow the intersection leading to the mountain cemetery every day to ensure that no one would be missed. Of course, Zhao

Mo also told them to cover themselves up a little and not to make things too obvious, which might scare off the enemy.

Back in the city, Zhao Mo went home first, freshened up, and took the small bag of jewelry to see Zhao Qi. He told his younger brother bluntly: "This is your aunt's relic. She took it with her when she left her father's house.

I have these things with me. The others are still with my father. I can try, but I may not be able to get them. You can keep them yourself. Your aunt is buried not far from the city. When you get better and the weather gets warmer,

, I will ask someone to take you to worship her. You can rest peacefully and recuperate. If you really miss her, I will ask someone to get you a memorial tablet and an incense table, and just put incense on her every day."

Zhao Qi stared at the small bundle in his hand, raised his head to look at Zhao Mo, and hesitated: "Brother, I..." He bit his lip and lowered his head again.

Zhao Mo waved his hand. He had no intention of guessing what his little brother was thinking. He had done everything he could. Lan Xue was looking for death and had no good intentions towards Da Zhao. Now that he still has a burial place, he was already magnanimous. Regardless of Zhao Qi

Whether he was blaming him or not, he had no regrets and didn't want to dwell on it. The matter of Lan Xue and the Beirong spy were not topics that could be brought up casually with children.

Zhao Mo only said: "You can rest, I'm leaving." Then he got up and went out.

Zhao Qi watched him leave eagerly, lowered his head and looked at the bag of jewelry again, his eye circles were red again, and he threw the small bag on the ground in front of the bed hatefully. He only blamed his biological mother for not giving him much sincere care during his lifetime. After her death,

Yet he still has to leave such a big trouble for his biological son. Now the only brother who is willing to care about him is also angry with him. What will he do in the future?!

The girl entered the door and was surprised when she saw the small bag on the ground. She hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up: "Third Master, I don't have the strength in my hands? Can I put the things away for Third Master? Although there are few things, I am still close to my aunt.

Objects.”

Zhao Qi turned around, pulled the quilt to cover his head, and after a while he said in a muffled voice: "Put it away, don't let me see it."

Zhao Mo changed his clothes and returned to his father Zhao Shuo's home. He decided to remind his confused father today that the latter's reputation was already very bad, and if he did any more excessive actions, he would only attract criticism. But Zhao Mo planned to

To put it mildly, it depends on Zhao Shuo whether he will listen or not. He has done all kinds of "filial son" actions now, and only people outside praise him, but in the eyes of the royal family, such "filial piety" is not suitable for adoption.

It played right into his heart.

Unexpectedly, before he said anything to Zhao Shuo, Zhao Shuo surprised him with joyful expressions: "Your Aunt Ma is pregnant! You are going to have another brother! It can be seen that God has blessed me and I will have a successor after all.

!”

Zhao Mo looked at his crazy father and was silent for a while before showing a slightly sarcastic smile.
Chapter completed!