There is a white ribbon hanging on the plaque above the gate of Yang Mansion, and there are white lanterns hanging on both sides. There are a lot of yellow papers piled up in the open space in front of the door. There are also many words "Dian" posted in the courtyard inside, including the servants'
Inside, everyone had white cloth strips tied on their heads, and the atmosphere was particularly heavy and sad.
The mourning hall is located in the main hall. There are two pairs of coffins placed inside, the central one is larger and the side is smaller. The sides are filled with white wreaths and vertical strips. The mourning table in front is decorated with memorial tablets, incense burners, tributes, etc.
Wait, there are white curtains hanging on both sides of the hall, and there is a big word "Dian" on each curtain.
Yang Tianhao's face was expressionless, and his lips lost color. He knelt on the soft cushion and mechanically threw the yellow paper in his hand into the brazier in front of him.
On the side, Yang Haoyi kept wiping his tears and murmuring "Mother".
Today is the second day of the Yang Mansion's funeral ceremony. Most of the relatives and friends came to pay their respects yesterday, so it seemed a little deserted.
A breeze blew in from outside the door, causing the candles in the hall to tremble slightly.
At this moment, Butler Yang, who was wearing sacrificial robes, walked slowly to Yang Tianhao, bowed and said, "Second Master, when will the old master and his wife be buried?"
Yang Tianhao's lips moved slightly, and after a moment of silence he replied: "Tomorrow, brother doesn't know about this yet, I plan to inform him later."
Yang Weicai nodded and was about to leave after saluting when a guard suddenly rushed in from outside the door.
"Second Master, Tang, Tang Ji is here!"
Hearing the word "Tang Ji", the children of the Yang family who were kneeling in the hall raised their heads one after another and looked at each other. The Yang family has been harmed to this extent by him, isn't he going to give up?
Yang Haoyi frowned angrily, stood up abruptly, pulled off the white hat on his head and threw it to the ground, shouting: "Damn Tang Ji, he killed his mother, I will fight with him!"
"Yi'er!" Yang Tianhao came to his senses, stood up, and took his arm: "Don't be ridiculous!"
"Second uncle!" Yang Haoyi gritted his teeth, his face looking very ferocious.
While the two were talking, several figures walked in from outside the hall.
"Oh, this is the first time I've seen such a lively scene in the mourning hall." Tang Ji held Jiang Ran's hand and sarcastically said with a smile.
Upon seeing this, everyone in the Yang family who was kneeling on the ground stood up and stood next to Yang Tianhao.
Yang Tianhao protected Yang Haoyi behind him and said in a deep voice: "Tang Ji, I advise you not to act recklessly. After these two days have passed, no matter how you want to play, I, Yang Tianhao, will accompany you to the end!"
"Are you messing around? Did Mr. Yang misunderstand something? I just came to pay homage to grandpa." Tang Ji replied with a faint smile.
"Grandpa?" Yang Tianhao seemed to have heard something funny and laughed: "Hahahaha, you have harmed the Yang family to this point, and you still have the nerve to call me grandpa? The Yang family does not recognize you as an unfilial descendant, so hurry up and give it to me
I’ll get out, or I’ll be rude!”
Hearing this, Tang Ji's face also darkened: "Don't Master Yang reflect on how you treated my mother and how you treated me back then?"
Suddenly, Yang Haoyi broke free from Yang Tianhao's hand, looked around and saw a broom beside a pillar not far away. He raised it and ran towards Tang Ji: "Tang Ji, give back my mother's life.
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Ye Zhenghu was standing in front of Tang Ji. When he saw the other party approaching, he showed no mercy and kicked him several meters away with a slight snort of disdain.
Yang Haoyi flew out and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.
"Yi'er!" Yang Tianhao opened his eyes and exclaimed. He failed to protect his elder sister-in-law. If something happens to Yang Haoyi again, he would not be able to see his elder brother. He turned his head and pointed at Tang Ji and shouted: "Come here, give them to me."
Get out."
Immediately, many guards standing in the hall raised their weapons and slowly approached Tang Ji.
Cheng Tie, Ye Zheng, Ye Ling and Jiu'er also clenched their fists and prepared for the attack.
Soon, when the two groups were at war with each other and were about to take action, Tang Ji took out a few pieces of yellowed rice paper from his sleeves and yawned: "Mr. Yang, is it appropriate for you to kick the owner out of someone else's house?"
Yang Tianhao frowned and stared at the paper in his hand, his heart filled with disbelief.
Tang Ji held up the land deed and waved it: "Look clearly, this is the land deed of Yang Mansion. I have already reported it to the government, which means that this mansion is now mine."
After hearing his words, the servants of the Yang family present looked at each other in confusion, and finally turned their attention to Yang Tianhao.
How can we organize a funeral so smoothly that the Yang family is gone? Then will they follow Tang Ji in the future, or will they continue to follow the Yang family?
Yang Tianhao was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He remembered that Tang Ji took a box with him when he left the Yang family the night before. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Yang family's land deed, and he couldn't figure out why his father would do this.
But while he was thinking wildly, Tang Ji and others had already walked to the center of the lobby.
Tang Ji glanced at the spiritual tablet, raised his hand, put Su Xiuyun's spiritual tablet on the ground, and winked at Cheng Tie.
The latter reacted immediately, pushed away a servant of the Yang family, picked up a few incense sticks from the side table, lit them on white candles and handed them to Tang Ji and Jiang Ran respectively.
Tang Ji held up the incense stick, with straight movements and a smile on his face: "Grandpa, I brought Ranran to see you. Don't worry, I will take care of myself and her. I also hope that you can meet your mother under Jiuquan.
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"Grandpa, I will always be by your husband's side to help him solve his problems." Jiang Ran also said softly.
After a while, the two of them finished offering incense and bowing.
Tang Ji took a break today and didn't want to waste more time in the Yang family. He took Jiang Ran and planned to leave. When he passed by Yang Tianhao, he said calmly: "For the sake of Mr. Yang's filial piety, I will
The official will allow you to stay for a few more days. After grandpa is buried, please move out of the Yang family immediately. My good uncle, don’t blame my nephew for being cruel!"
The last sentence lingered in Yang Tianhao's mind, reminding him of the cruel words he had said half a month ago when he wrote a letter to Jiran Bookstore that selling books was immoral. But only half a month later, he not only lost, but also lost.
What a mess!
This failure was even more humiliating than when Yang Shuli eloped with someone!
After saying this, he led everyone straight out of the hall.
Before he walked out of the door, Jiu'er asked in a low voice: "Uncle, don't we have Ji Ran living here? What else do we need from the Yang family?"
"What?" Tang Ji touched his chin and thought for a moment, then raised his voice and said, "I want to transform the Yang family into the largest brothel in Kyoto!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the Yang family's children in the hall changed. If the Yang family's ancestral home was turned into a brothel, then they would really become unworthy descendants. An old man with gray temples immediately stood up and said anxiously:
"Tianhao, how did the Yang family land deed fall into the hands of that little beast Tang Ji? What should we do now? If he really succeeds, how can we have the face to meet our ancestors!"
"Yes, Tianhao, think of a solution quickly!"
"Tianhao, your eldest brother is not here, now it's up to you."
"..."
A series of noisy sounds passed into Yang Tianhao's ears, making his already swollen and painful head feel like it was about to burst. His eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes. He turned to look at the spiritual tablet not far away and shouted loudly: "Dad, what are you doing?
What are you doing!"
Finally, he quickly raised his hand to cover his chest, but a mouthful of blood still spurted out.
"Pfft~"
Blood splashed onto the clothes of several people around him. Yang Tianhao's eyes went black and he slowly fell to the ground.