At three o'clock in the morning, it's dead of night.
After Tang Yun took Li Qi out of the city, he rode to a villa in the suburbs.
There were five or six servants in fancy clothes standing at the door. When Tang Yun arrived, he handed the other party something, and the two of them were led in.
As soon as you enter the villa, it is brightly lit, and the high-hanging lanterns illuminate the entire courtyard clearly.
When we arrived at the hall, it was dark and crowded with people, at least a hundred people.
These people were dressed differently, but they all had white cloth strips wrapped around their heads and white belts around their waists, and some even wore linen clothes.
There is a mourning hall in the middle of the hall, with several candles lit on the table, white cloth elegiac couplets and several soul-calling flags hanging next to it.
There was also a pig's head on the offering table, which was obviously a tribute.
As soon as he saw this posture, Li Qi knew that this was a mourning hall.
This was the first time in his history that he came to the mourning hall in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, there were many people, so it didn't feel that scary.
"Master Li and Miss Tang are here!"
The servant who led Li Qi and Tang Yun shouted at the top of his lungs, and everyone in the hall looked at them.
At this time, an old man in his fifties with a goatee came over, cupped his fists and cupped his hands at the two of them, and found a place for them to sit down.
The location is relatively forward, in a corner next to the mourning hall, and it is not crowded.
Li Qi found that there were not many people sitting on chairs, only a dozen or so, and the other people were all standing. It was obvious that those sitting were the management and those standing were the workers.
As soon as the old man with the goatee left, Tang Yun whispered: "He is Hall Master Qian, and he also participated in the action that night."
Li Qi nodded and thought to himself: Well, Captain Yang's death was not unjust at all. If you go to carry out an assassination and bring some old, weak, sick and disabled people there, isn't that just giving away their heads?
"The time has come! Burn the incense!"
A middle-aged man sitting at the head of the mourning hall shouted, then stood up first, took three sticks of incense and went to the offering table. After bowing three times, he inserted the incense into the incense burner.
"Master Yang... In order to avenge Tang Daxia, you did not hesitate to die with Yu Bozuo... This is benevolence... You protected the brothers and left first. This is righteousness... We will always remember your benevolence and righteousness!"
As the man spoke, he suddenly started to choke up more, and immediately climbed onto his work and started crying.
When he cried like this, everyone in the hall also wailed.
Tang Yun seemed to be infected by this atmosphere and couldn't help but shed tears.
Li Qi looked indifferent and thought to himself: This man is crying so sadly, why does it feel so artificial? It's just like acting.
"Brothers, although Captain Yang has gone to the west, he has fulfilled his promise and avenged Tang Daxia! When our East China branch was in a difficult situation, it was Tang Daxia who generously helped us to tide over the difficulties. We owe this kindness to us
I have always remembered it, and Captain Yang has never forgotten it!"
The man wiped away his tears and looked at the crowd and said: "In order to avenge Tang Daxia, Captain Yang led several brothers in the meeting and bravely broke into the tiger's den without fear of life and death... At this critical moment, Captain Yang ignored his own safety and protected the others.
Brothers retreat..."
The more he listened, the more sleepy Li Qi felt.
How is this different from holding a commendation meeting?
It's all about those words.
After the man finished what he said, many people started to echo his words.
"Master Yang is indeed a great hero!"
"It is my lifelong honor to work under Captain Yang..."
"Consider Uncle Yu lucky, otherwise I will cut him into pieces!"
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After everyone's discussion subsided a little, the old man with the goatee walked to the front of the mourning hall and said: "The development of our East China branch over the years is inseparable from the contribution of Master Yang. In the future, every brother in the association must take good care of Yang Duo." Household of the Lord.”
Everyone said: "Exactly! From now on, Captain Yang's family will be my family!"
A woman sitting in the second-to-last seat stood up and said, "As far as I know, there was someone else who killed Yu Bozuo that night?"
As soon as he said this, the hall suddenly became quiet.
After a moment, a man holding a writing brush stood up and said: "No matter who killed Yu Bozuo, Captain Yang will always be our leader. I wonder why Chun Sanniang brings this up?"
The woman named Chun Sanniang said: "I just want to say that now that Captain Yang is no longer here, should our East China branch elect a new branch leader?"
"What do you mean you are so anxious?" the calligraphy man asked with a frown.
"If you're the second child, I'm just telling the truth. The annual celebration banquet is coming soon. Our East China branch has always been at the bottom. If it remains the same this year, I'm afraid we will have to move our whole family!" Chun Sanniang coldly.
"What do you mean? Do you want to be the helmsman?" the second eldest child said sarcastically.
"I know I don't have the qualifications, and I have no interest in the position of helmsman."
"Then what do you mean by that?"
When the two saw this, they were about to start a quarrel. Goatee in front of the offering table began to persuade: "Sanniang, Second Brother, please stop arguing. Let's offer the incense to Captain Yang first and then discuss this matter."
"Mr. Qian is right, burn the incense first," said the big man on the side.
"Brother Song, I think it's better to discuss this matter first, so that everyone can be prepared to offer incense." Chun Sanniang said.
"Third sister!" Song Longping sighed, glanced at Li Qi, and said seriously, "This is all an internal matter of our group of heroes. There are still guests here..."
"Brother Song's words are a bit foreign." Chun Sanniang said with a smile, "Miss Tang is a descendant of Tang Daxia. Tang Daxia has been kind to us, so naturally he is not an outsider. As for the other Mr. Li, as far as I know, that It was he who killed Yu Bozuo in the evening and avenged Captain Yang. Speaking of which, he is also the benefactor of our East China branch of the Heroes Association, so how can he be considered an outsider?"
Seeing everyone's tit-for-tat attitude, Li Qi knew better.
The position of department manager was vacant, and all the supervisors below wanted to take the position, but no one accepted the position.
After seeing everyone discuss it for a while, Li Qi had a clear division in his mind.
That Chun Sanniang was obviously on the side of Song Longping, and the two of them were just showing off when they sang and harmonized. As for the goateeed Hall Master Qian, who had a very high reputation in the meeting, he remained neutral.
The second-in-command was just sent out by the other side to explore the way, while the real leader was the dark-skinned man sitting on the other side of the mourning hall.
When the second-in-command was talking, he often flirted with him. The two of them exchanged glances with each other countless times.
The funeral, which was boring in itself, turned into a competition for position, and it became interesting for a while...