"That's right, let's go first and meet the elders in your village."
Wu Ge nodded hurriedly, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and moved half of his body.
"Brother-in-law, sister Qinglian, and the elders are waiting in the room now. Please come with me.
All distinguished guests, please come in."
"It's time to work."
Liu Mingzhi and his party, led by Wu Ge, walked towards the bamboo house slowly and quickly.
In the main hall of the room, there were currently six old men from the Miao family with white hair and beards. They looked out the door frequently with sad faces.
"Here they come, they come here, His Majesty the Emperor and the Saint are here, let's go and greet them quickly."
The eldest old man among the six people suddenly spoke to remind the other five, and then hurried towards Young Master Liu and his group to greet them.
The other five people glanced at the door subconsciously, and hurriedly greeted him.
As soon as they reached the door, Liu Mingzhi, Qinglian and the others walked into the room under the guidance of Wu Ge.
When Qinglian saw the six old men who were coming to greet them, she straightened her mourning clothes and gave them a blessing.
"Lian'er has met all my uncles and great-uncles."
"Holy girl, hurry up and forgive me, hurry up and forgive me."
"Thank you uncles and uncles."
"Junior Liu Mingzhi, I have met all the elders and you are polite."
When the six old men saw Liu Mingzhi saluting him, they knelt down and worshiped without saying a word.
"Common people see His Majesty the Emperor, long live my Emperor."
"No courtesy, all elders, no courtesy."
"I will thank His Majesty the Emperor."
After Wu Ge saw that everyone had exchanged greetings with each other, he turned sideways and looked at the six old men next to him.
"Uncles, great-uncles.
Auntie’s funeral is a big deal, so we don’t have to stick to these false etiquette for the time being. Let’s discuss how to handle her funeral as soon as possible.”
"The patriarch is right, we old guys listen to the patriarch."
"Thank you, elders. Please take a seat."
"Your Majesty the Emperor, those grassroots brothers have the courage to take their seats first."
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly and waved his hand to several chairs in the main hall.
"Elders, there is no need to be nervous, please."
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."
After the six of them sat down with somewhat awkward expressions, Qinglian walked straight to the oldest old man.
"Uncle Unu, dear uncles, Lian'er's mother passed away yesterday afternoon. Lian'er came here today to report her death.
Lian'er, I'm here to announce your funeral."
As soon as Qinglian finished speaking, she knelt down in front of the six people and kowtowed several times.
Liu Mingzhi tidied up his mourning clothes, walked to Qinglian's side, bowed and saluted.
"Junior Liu Mingzhi, my wife and I have come here to announce the funeral of our elders."
Liu Mingzhi was able to bow down and bow to the six people. Such understanding was already quite heavy for the six Unu people.
It's not that she maintains her identity and doesn't want to kneel down like Qinglian.
But he knew in his heart that if he knelt down and worshiped, he would definitely scare Unu and the other six.
Today's emperor, the king of a country, kneels down and worships the people. Looking at the whole world, there are few people who can bear such a great gift.
Liu Mingzhi dared to worship him, but they didn't dare to accept him either!
Each of the six people is so old. If we accidentally scare them out again, it will be troublesome.
Qi Yun and the others walked up behind Liu Mingzhi one by one and bowed in unison.
"Junior and others, come to report the funeral."
Unu and the other six looked at Master Liu in fear as he bowed to them and others, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on their wrinkled foreheads.
They are all elderly people in the Miao village. They have interacted with the Han people in Shu for decades, so they naturally understand the etiquette of the Han family very well.
This gift from Liu Mingzhi is really too heavy.
The six people's hearts were beating wildly, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.
Wuge saw several great-uncles. There was sweat on the uncle's forehead and a slightly stiff expression on his old face. He turned his head and glanced at Liu Mingzhi who was bowing and saluting, and he immediately understood what was going on.
Wu Ge withdrew his gaze and coughed with a raised voice.
"uh-huh."
The six Unu people reacted to the coughing sound of the clan leader Uge, and hurriedly stood up and held up their hands.
"Holy girl, I'm sorry, please get up, get up quickly."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me now. Please forgive me now."
"Dear guests, please excuse me."
"Thank you, great-uncle Wunu, thank you all uncles."
"Thank you elders."
When Wu Ge saw Liu Mingzhi and the others straightening up one after another, he immediately greeted them and walked towards the courtyard.
"Brother-in-law, Sister Qinglian, distinguished guests, we really can't seat so many people in the room, so I hope you can forgive me.
I have arranged tables, chairs and tea in the courtyard, please come with me."
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly and waved his hand indifferently.
"It's time to work."
"It should, it should."
"Uncle Unu, uncles, please invite me too."
"Thank you, patriarch."
Wuge led the group to the tables and chairs in the courtyard, and led Liu Mingzhi directly to the main seat.
"Brother-in-law, please sit down."
Liu Mingzhi turned around and scanned the tables and chairs around him, then turned and walked to the chair next to him and sat down.
"Brother Wu Ge, you are the host and we are the guests. There is no reason for guests to sit in the host's seat.
My little brother, Lian'er and our group can just sit here, you can sit down too."
Wuge raised his hand and scratched his head, then looked at Qinglian with a troubled expression.
Qinglian felt Wu Ge's gaze and nodded Zhen's head directly to indicate.
"Brother Wuge, my husband rarely pays attention to these red tapes. Just sit down with your great-uncle and other uncles."
"This! Then the elder brother would be disrespectful."
"Uncle, uncles, please take a seat too."
"Okay, then I and the others are welcome."
After everyone in the courtyard sat down, the eyes of Wu Ge and Wu Nu all fell on Qing Lian, who was sitting on the chair next to Liu Mingzhi.
Wu Ge thought for a moment and whispered to Qinglian: "Sister Qinglian, how do you plan to handle your aunt's funeral?"
"Brother Wu Ge, my mother is from the Miao family, so her funeral should be handled in accordance with the rules of the Miao territory.
It's a pity that because I have been away from Miao for many years, I have almost forgotten all the customs and rules of our Miao, if not all.
Therefore, it is up to you all to worry about my grandma’s funeral arrangements.
To be continued...