The Eldest Daughter is Beautiful and Saucy

Bai Qingxuan repeatedly thought about Wang Xin's attitude towards the Bai family. After a long time, he finally made up his mind to nod: "OK! Mom, you pack up your things now. The Bai family men are dead. Such a big funeral must not care about our mother and son! You pick up some valuable things and hide them outside these days. When I'm almost ready to raise them, we'll go!"

Seeing that her son had made up his mind, the woman nodded again and again: "I'm going to prepare for my mother!"

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Wang Shi, the always weak fourth lady, was determined to guard her son this time. She didn't listen to anyone's advice, so she held the coffin tightly and didn't give up to accompany her son.

As a mother, how could Dong not know the mood of the fourth Lady Wang, so he ordered someone to take the brazier and put a thick fox fur on the fourth Lady Wang to drive out the cold.

It was not until the fourth lady, Wang, was weak and fainted that Dong ordered someone to carry her back.

Late at night, Bai Qingyan persuaded his mother and several aunts to have a rest. The seven sisters knelt in front of the spirit all night, but it was Bai Qingxuan... Bai Qingyan sent someone to invite him, but claimed that the high fever did not subside and the wound worsened and did not want to come.

Although five girls, six girls and seven girls were young, their great sadness and pain became the strength to support them. They knelt before the spirit and waited for the return of the souls of their grandfather, father, uncle and brothers.

The darkness before dawn was the darkest and coldest, but even wrapped in fox fur, the cold had climbed up Bai Qingyan's waist.

The flickering candle made a slight explosion sound. She saw the seven girl Bai Jinse tottering. She gently opened her fur cloak to gently embrace the sleeping Bai Jinse, wrapped her tightly with the fur cloak, and asked Chuntao to pick the charcoal fire in the brazier to make the fire more prosperous.

Bai Jinxiu also protected the five younger sisters who fought with her eyelids and ordered someone to get a brocade quilt for five and six girls.

"Xiao Si, you are hurt. Go to bed!" she said to Bai Jinzhi.

Bai Jinzhi knelt on the futon and shook her head without saying a word. All the men were destroyed. She couldn't even find the body. How could she sleep?

Bai Jinzhi's thoughts were written on her face. She saw her eyes red and distressed. She hung her eyes and whispered, "without seeing the bodies of other uncles and brothers, there is still room to return everything. Why... It's not a hope?"

Bai Jinzhi, with tears in her eyes, looked at her elder sister and wiped her tears with her sleeves. Suddenly there was a glimmer of light in her heart. The whole person cheered up, choked and nodded: "Hmm!"

At dawn, people have come to worship in front of the government house, and some people have come to watch the excitement in front of the government house to see if there are dignitaries and dignitaries coming to worship today.

The morning light penetrates the white fog and reflects the falling green bricks and tiles.

A luxurious carriage with elm wood inlaid with copper border stopped in front of the government house.

Xiao Rongyan's bodyguard took the cudgel and helped him out of the car.

He walked up to the high rank of the government calmly with his clothes, untied his cloak and handed it to the bodyguard standing on one side. In Bai Qingyan's slightly surprised eyes, he respectfully saluted more than 20 memorial tablets of the Bai family.

Dong took the children to return the gift.

The handsome and elegant young master, dressed in white straight clothes, looks more and more noble and has extraordinary bearing.

He looked at Bai Qingyan and bowed calmly to Dong. His eyes were warm and deep: "the Duke of the state, the prince of the White House and the princes of the White House are all heroes of the state of Jin. Although Xiao was a Wei man, he also admired deeply! I hope the lady of the prince will mourn and the loyal soul of the state will be comfortable with the people."

Dong finally burst into tears because of a sentence "the loyal soul of the national scholar is free from the hearts of the people", and solemnly saluted Xiao Rongyan: "thank you for your comfort, childe Xiao."

Xiao Rongyan saluted and stood up straight behind him, looking at Bai Qingyan: "Miss Bai, I'm sorry."

She straightened her spine, slightly blessed her body, half drooped her eyes, and her extremely long eyelashes were like fans. Under her seemingly weak temperament, she hid the edge that others could not see.

The steward of the Bai family invited Xiao Rongyan to the back hall and ordered people to serve tea. As soon as Xiao Rongyan picked up the cup, he heard that two great scholars in the world, old Mr. Cui Shiyan and old Mr. Guan yongchong, came to offer condolences.

Mr. Cui Shiyan and Mr. Guan yongchong are close friends with Bai Weiting, the Duke of the town. Now Bai Weiting has a big funeral. How can the two close friends not come to mourn.

The two old people are old, especially Cui Shiyan, who is over 70... With the help of the domestic servant and old Mr. Guan yongchong, they trembled and raised their legs across the threshold, cried "not stupid" in tears, and couldn't help crying: "unswervingly... You're seven years old. How can you go first before I go..."

Unswerving is the word of grandfather Bai Weiting.

Grandfather was determined to... Return the people to Taiping, build peace in the world, and remain committed until death.

She clenched her fist and kowtowed her thanks. The tears that had been repressed in her eyes rushed out, as if something had rushed straight to her throat. She couldn't make a sound.

Originally, it was like a dead water mourning hall, because old Mr. Cui Shiyan cried with a cry, and the people outside the door also cried.

Standing on the porch, Xiao Rongyan saw two leading scholars in the literary world salute the widow of Bai family. Bai Qing said it was a teacher's ceremony.

His eyes narrowed slightly. Could it be that the big girl of the white family studied under two great Confucians?!

Guan yongchong holds Bai Qingyan up, and his red eyes look at Bai Qingyan and nod. Guan yongchong has heard a little about what Bai Qingyan has done these days and has a lot of emotion in his heart.

Bai Qingyan was four years old that year. The young girl was petite and lovely. His best friend Bai Weiting took her hand and went to his forest building to ask him to teach literature.

He said, "a woman without talent is virtue. Why bother to learn?"

The morning light leaked through the dense leaves, and the wind rustled.

I saw my best friend caressing the child's hair with a smile, and his voice slowly said, "learn to be polite, virtuous, righteous and shameful! I don't ask my granddaughter to know the world, but expect her to know etiquette, virtue, righteousness and shame, and be a man who is upright and worthy of heaven and earth."

Open and aboveboard!

Love and protect the people, know courtesy, morality, shame and righteousness, and Bai Qingyan did a good job.

Old Mr. Cui Shiyan nodded tearfully, comforting and regretting, "your grandfather didn't see you wrong. You really grow up as he expected..."

She choked and blessed herself.

"Good child! Take good care of... Your grandmother, mother and sisters!" the sadness in Guan yongchong's voice could not be dissolved.

She nodded yes.

The news that two leading figures in the literary world came to the Bai family to offer condolences came out, and the noble families gradually came to the door to offer sacrifices. The crying of the dead town government shocked the sky, and there was an endless stream of Qingwei carriages.

The old dingyong Hou came with his whole family and burst into tears with the sound of "unshakable brother".

Bai Qingyan kowtowed and returned the salute. As soon as he got up, he saw Chuntao hurriedly squeeze behind her with her skirt. He gasped in a very low voice: "big girl! Lu Ping's guard sent a letter, and Ji Tingyu is back!"