into the bosom

Chapter 336 The bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road

Xu Jiao naturally returned the salute to them in accordance with the rules of filial daughters.

The eldest princess and Wang Wan rushed forward, the eldest princess squatted down and helped her up, looked at her face that was bloodless and seemed to have lost her mind overnight, the eldest princess frowned, but finally raised her hand and patted her. He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Your mother has already passed away, the greatest filial piety you can show is to let her go at ease."

Xu Jiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, then she suddenly raised her head, her black and white eyes were quietly looking at the eldest princess.

"Eat well, sleep well, and live well! In this way, your mother can feel at ease, and so can this palace!" The eldest princess looked into her eyes deeply, and said word by word. It was obviously light words that fell on her heart, but It weighs a thousand ounces.

After finishing speaking, she patted Xu Jiao's shoulder again, stood up, turned her head and walked outside the mourning hall, but stopped at the gate of the mourning hall.

Xu Jiao looked at her back, his already dry eyes suddenly became wet again.

Wang Wan beside her knelt down beside her, didn't say much, just raised her hand to hug her tightly, patted her back lightly, and after a while, whispered in her ear, " On the day of Madam's funeral, I will be with you."

Xu Jiao was slightly stunned, and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't have to do this for me, I'm fine..." As a concubine, it's against the rules for Wang Wan to go out of the palace to express condolences, let alone go to the funeral with her?

But Wang Wan smiled at her, "Don't worry! I will ask Your Majesty, on such a day, I want to be by Ajiao's side."

Xu Jiao looked at her, the water in his eyes flickered, and after a long time, he said "yes" softly.

There were indeed quite a few mourners, and Jing Shangshu specially invited a master from Hongfa Temple to recite sutras for Mrs. Zhao. For three whole days and nights, the Sanskrit sounds were sung softly, and Xu Jiao listened day and night.

It's just that after the long princess came to talk to her that day, she finally didn't drink water like before, and just knelt in front of Mrs. Zhao's spirit without moving an inch. , she will use some, when Helian Shu advises her to rest, she will be obedient, go to lie down for a while, don't say whether she is asleep or not, but at least she can close her eyes and take a rest.

Seeing her like this, He Lianshu and the maids around her breathed a sigh of relief.

But the Jing Mansion was managing the funeral in an orderly manner, and the people in the big room were busy outside, and they would not come to Xu Jiao to scold her unless it was absolutely necessary.

This day is the day of Mrs. Zhao's funeral.

When I woke up early in the morning, the sky was gray, and it rained after a while.The rain is not heavy, it is as fine as a cow's hair, blown by the wind, it falls obliquely, boundless.

Accompanied by Wang Wan, Zhou Qiao, Cui Wenyin and others, Xu Jiao walked silently to the mourning hall, and when the time came, he had to lift the coffin.

At this time, there were quite a few people in the Jing Mansion, and Xu Jiao was almost nodding to everyone along the way.Although most of the prefectures will set up road sacrifices, there are still many people who will directly send the coffin out with them in order to show their closeness.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived in front of the mourning hall, her complexion changed suddenly. She pushed away Wang Wan's hand supporting her, stepped forward quickly, raised her hand and pointed at the person kneeling beside the coffin, and said sharply, "Why are you here?"

That person raised his head together with the person standing next to him, with exactly the same filial piety, and two identical faces.Perhaps because of Xiao Xiao, Jing Duo changed out of the exaggerated male peacock attire. This was the first time that everyone felt that Mr. Jing Dalang and Mr. Jing Erlang looked so similar that it was almost impossible to tell them apart.However, according to the rules, the one kneeling beside the coffin should naturally be the eldest son.

At the same time that everyone felt sorry, they were even more curious about the scene in front of them. Why did Princess Yingyue, who was so courteous to everyone, have a bad face, an angry tone, and sharp eyes towards her elder brother?Didn't it mean that Princess Yingyue has a good relationship with her two cousins?How is this going?

Could it be...the rumors are all true?Mrs. Zhao's death is related to Mrs. Yan?So, brothers and sisters can't get along, are they going to become enemies?

Who would have thought that they could see such a commotion when they came to send a funeral?Everyone fell silent, but all of them opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears.

Of the two Jing family brothers who were stared at by Xu Jiao, Jing Duo, who had just knelt in front of Mrs. Zhao's coffin, was the first to bear the brunt. Looking at Xu Jiao, his eyes were dark and he said, "This is what grandfather meant. Uncle and aunt did not Son, you have no brothers, my grandfather asked me to throw a pot as a filial son, and send it to my aunt..."

"No need!" Xu Jiao interrupted him abruptly, with a blunt and firm tone, "My father and mother don't have a son, but they have a daughter like me, and a son-in-law, so I don't need to bother you with the matter of throwing the basin. gone."

As he spoke, Xu Jiao turned his head and walked around the crowd to see He Lianshu's figure.

"Ajiao..." Jing Duo choked slightly in his throat.

But Xu Jiao's eyes flickered because of this sound, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at them, with a stern look on his face, and said, "You want to just end the matter like this? Wishful thinking!" With a bang, he pulled out the dagger from his sleeve.

"Ajiao, what are you going to do?" Jing Duo's eyes darkened, but Jing Qin said in a deep voice, reaching out his hand to Xu Jiao, "Give me the dagger! Also, don't talk nonsense! "There was a bit of urgency in this reprimand, and his eyes followed the crowd.

"Nonsense?" Xu Jiao snorted, "Is it nonsense? The second elder brother saw it with his own eyes that day, and it is clearest. In order to exonerate Mrs. Yan, you two have the same style of speaking, but I am talking nonsense. The two elder brothers are really filial!"

Xu Jiao smiled quietly, his eyes were bleak, but his eyes gradually became unsteady, "Since that's the case, I don't know if the two elder brothers may have suffered on behalf of the mother, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart?" Xu Jiao said, turning the dagger in his hand, The sharp point of the knife was already pointing directly at the Jing family brothers, the deep meaning in the words could not be more clear.

Many people in the crowd gasped in shock, and some whispered.

"Ajiao, are you crazy?" At this moment, there was a low voice from behind the crowd, and then Jing Shangshu walked up quickly, squinting at Xu Jiao with a pair of eyes, the displeasure in his eyes was obvious, and he glanced left and right , then said, "What are you still standing there for? The second lady has experienced the pain of losing her mother, and she is a little confused. Why don't you help her down and ask a doctor to come and treat her?"

"Don't come here!" Xu Jiao waved his dagger, with a stern look on his face, "Not only are you trying to cover up the murderer, but now you also want to gag me? Let me tell you, it's a dream!"

"Don't you help Er Niangzi down?" Jing Shangshu sharpened his eyes and shouted again suddenly.

The guards around him hurriedly answered "Yes", and with a movement of their feet, they wanted to lean towards Xu Jiao.

"I see who would dare?" The crowd shouted coldly, a team of black-clothed police guards squeezed through the crowd and surrounded Xu Jiao's body. Walking to Xu Jiao's side, a pair of cold eyes glanced coldly over the members of the Jing family.

Jing Shangshu's face changed slightly in anxiety, "Commander Helian, Ajiao was overly sad and acted too aggressively. Could it be that you are ignorant? This is before your mother-in-law's mourning hall, and today is her funeral. Are you really going to let her die?" Making nonsense with Ajiao, not only delaying the time, but also splashing blood before the soul? Ajiao, do you really want your mother to die with peace?" Jing Shangshu said, his eyes stared at Xu Jiao again, and the eyes were already full of anger .

"Who is it that makes my mother die? Is it really me?" Xu Jiao asked back, his eyes were already red, and the hand holding the dagger trembled uncontrollably.

He Lianshu raised a hand to lightly cover her trembling hand, Xu Jiao's reddish eyes turned to look at him, but he didn't look at her, his eyes were as cold as frost, and he looked coldly at Jing Shangshudao, "Grandfather, don't need to say too much. I call you grandfather again because of A-Jiao's sake. To me, making A-Jiao happy is more important than anything else. What else is important?"

He Lianshu's words were flat, without any ups and downs, but he made it clear that he wanted to support Xu Jiao, and with him around, what's the use of Jingfu's little guards?

"You..." Jing Shangshu's face changed, but he gritted his teeth but froze after uttering a single word.

Xu Jiao didn't look at him, his eyes fell directly on the brothers of the Jing family, "Big brother and second brother want to throw a bowl at my mother's funeral today in the name of a filial son, it is expected that I will bear this tone in order to let my mother go to a smooth burial. So you can lightly expose the matter?"

"Then what do you do? Are you really going to go to court with us? Where did you get the evidence?" Jing Qin said coldly.

Xu Jiao's eyes moved away from him, and fell directly on Jing Duo's face, "There are some things, no matter whether there is evidence or not, the odds are high, I have to do it, this is my filial piety. The two elder brothers also heard what I said just now, For your filial piety, can you accept it on behalf of your mother?"

"How are you doing?" Jing Duo slightly raised his eyebrows.

Xu Jiao didn't speak, and held the dagger firmly in his hand, his eyes were as sharp as the tip of the knife, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Jing Qin seemed to give Jing Duo a hand, but Jing Duo stepped forward, looked at Xu Jiao without blinking or avoiding, and said, "If I agree, can Second Sister forgive my mother?"

"I don't know!" Xu Jiao replied straightforwardly, "You have to try to know!"

Jing Duo's answer was to walk towards Xu Jiao step by step until his chest touched the point of Xu Jiao's knife. Lips parted and said, "Then come on!"

"Let me come!" Jing Qin stepped forward, but Jing Duo stopped him with his hand, his eyes were still glued to Xu Jiao's face, "I am the eldest son, so I should take it!"

The people around sighed. Who would have thought that Mr. Jing Dalang, who is usually only sensual and indifferent, would be so responsible at critical moments, and he really has the demeanor of the eldest son and elder brother!

Xu Jiao looked at him, but his eyes flickered for a moment, the hand holding the dagger trembled for a moment, and then retreated sharply in the next moment, but Jing Duo seemed to have expected it long ago, grabbed her hand with his bare hands, and rushed towards him. a pull--

"Ah!" A female relative screamed uncontrollably from all around.

Xu Jiao's eyes were wide open, and she could clearly hear the stabbing sound of the sharp blade piercing through the flesh. Even though she struggled to move her hand, she could only deflect the dagger a little, and watched helplessly as the dagger sank into Jing Duo's body. On the left shoulder, dark red blood soaked out from the wound in an instant, staining the snow-white filial piety, which was particularly obvious.

Jing Duo's eyes didn't flicker in the slightest, he was still staring at Xu Jiao, and asked softly, "So, is Second Sister satisfied?"

Xu Jiao stared at him blankly, unable to speak for a while.

Jing Duo just grabbed her hand, pulled it in the opposite direction, and pulled the dagger out of the flesh again, the blood flowed faster instantly, but his expression didn't change a bit, "If it's not enough , let's do it again!"

After saying that, he took Xu Jiao's hand again and stabbed him in the chest with the dagger.

Xu Jiao exhausted all her strength and struggled to break free from his grip. With a "clang", the dagger fell out of her hand and fell to the ground.

Xu Jiao glanced at the dagger on the ground with a pale face, then slowly raised his head to look at the person in front of him.

A blood-colored flower bloomed on his left shoulder. As time passed, that flower grew bigger and bigger, and his face became paler and paler against the blood color.

His brother supported him, but he stood up straight like a pole, looking at Xu Jiao without blinking.

Xu Jiao gritted his teeth and said, "The two elder brothers are really filial. They can't share the hatred of killing their mother. With this stab, our brother and sister's relationship has come to an end. On the way back, my surname is still Jing, but I follow my father, and my parents are no longer around, and I have been alone since then." After Xu Jiao said, he turned his head and stopped looking at the brothers of the Jing family, but " Plop" and knelt down in front of Jing Shangshu.

"Grandfather, my granddaughter is not filial. I really can't bear the revenge of killing my mother for the sake of the overall situation. From now on, I can only leave my grandfather. I will no longer dislike my grandfather. I can't entertain my grandfather. I hope my grandfather will take care of me." A loud knock on the ground.

When she raised her head, there was already a red mark on her forehead, and her complexion was fair, which made it very obvious.

He Lianshu frowned slightly as he watched.

Without waiting for Jing Shangshu to speak, Xu Jiao got up, walked straight to He Lianshu's side, and said softly, "It's time, let's send mother away!"

He Lianshu's eyes were as deep as the sea, he looked at her and nodded, turned his eyes to look behind him, and the subordinates he brought clasped their fists knowingly.

The young couple went to Mrs. Zhao's coffin together, and both knelt down. Xu Jiao held up the coffin, and listened to the subordinate's voice, "The auspicious time has come, let's raise the coffin!"

He Lianshu picked up the earthen basin and threw it down forcefully.

There was a crisp sound of "bang bang", the crock pot fell to pieces, and at the same time there was sorrow and joy, and paper money was flying all over the sky, as if a huge snow had fallen, covering the sky and covering the sun, and the eyes were full of sorrow.

Mrs. Zhao's coffin was lifted by eight strong young men, carried on their shoulders, and slowly walked out of Jingfu step by step following the cries and mourning...

Jing Shangshu was so angry that he choked for a while and didn't say a word. Seeing that the young couple really did their own thing and led the funeral procession out of the mansion, he woke up. He blew his beard and stared before saying a word But Jingduo staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Jing Qin hurriedly supported him tightly, Jing Shangshu turned his head to look at the blood stains on his clothes that were still spreading, and his pale face, his complexion changed, and he hurriedly said to Uncle Hai, "Quick! Please doctor!"

(End of this chapter)