After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Gong Liangliao had no sons or daughters.

He accepted three disciples in his lifetime.

Now there is only Liu Ji left.

He held the coffin tablet and led the way in front, while his children and family members followed behind to support the coffin.

The neighbors followed him out of the market and then stopped.

The funeral procession suddenly became deserted, with only Qin Yao's family and the hired pallbearers present.

There was also Lu Xiaofeng, who was dressed up as a housekeeper and cried even louder than Liu Ji.

The elegiac couplet on the spirit banner contains the name of the deceased and the names of his descendants who are attending the funeral.

Anyone who sees it can tell who the deceased is.

A group of people carried the coffin to the main street, and the usually bustling street was silent.

Many pairs of eyes were watching Qin Yao and his group who were attending the funeral.

Some were wiping their tears silently, some were sighing and wailing, and some were taking one look and then turning away.

The streets were crowded with people, but no one dared to come forward to see them off.

Liu Ji was crying originally, but now his heart grew colder and colder, and he could not cry anymore, filled with grief and indignation.

Her eyes, already red from crying, now glared like fighting cocks, glaring at the students who wanted to see but didn't dare to step forward.

It is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm, and everyone has his or her own sufferings.

After staring at them for a while, Liu Ji let out a long sigh and stopped looking at them.

He goes his own way!

Suddenly, the road ahead was blocked by a carriage covered with white flowers.

The car door opened, revealing Qi Xianguan, who was dressed in mourning clothes.

He dismounted from his horse, looked at the shocked Liu Ji, walked silently to Dalang, and took the white flag from Dalang's hand.

"Let's go." Qi Xianguan said in a low voice.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Liu Ji found that Qi Xianguan seemed less familiar.

"Didn't you escape to Zhuangzi?" Liu Ji asked resentfully.

The two brothers began to communicate in low voices as they walked, without looking at each other.

Qi Xiangun said: "I cannot disobey my great-grandfather's arrangement, but now I have decided not to care about them."

"The teacher said that he hopes I can be more unrestrained, so let him do as he wishes. From now on, I will just follow my heart."

At this time, Qin Yao first saw Si Kong Jian standing at the gate in plain clothes, and gently reminded the two brothers:

"There's someone the old man doesn't want to see."

Without saying a word, Qi Xiangun waved his hand to signal Shitou and others who were driving the carriage nearby not to let any outsiders approach and disturb the teacher's spirit.

Shitou and others took the order.

But before they could make any move, Sikong saw that the person on the other side had already knelt down and kowtowed three times towards the coffin.

Then he stood up and left.

The relationship between master and disciple ended here.

He didn't even look at Qi Xianguan and Liu Ji, and it was unclear whether he was disdainful to look at them or afraid to look at them.

“If people cannot live from their hearts, they will be swayed from side to side and will never know what true happiness is.”

Qi Xianguan turned around and spoke to Dalang, Erlang, Sanlang and Si Niang behind him.

The four brothers and sisters nodded heavily. They would take this as a warning.

After walking out of the city for an hour, they finally arrived at the Feng Shui treasure land carefully selected by the wizard.

Awang had brought people here yesterday to dig the grave. Under the guidance of the magicians, everyone buried Gong Liangliao there.

Looking back from here, there are endless green hills.

Looking ahead, there is Nanlou Pass leading to Zijing Mansion. Travelers passing by all pass through here and will not feel lonely or bored at all.

After the funeral, everyone returned to Beijing at dusk.

The magicians dispersed, leaving only Qin Yao's family and Lu Xiaofeng.

There was also Qi Xianguan who looked helpless.

He looked at Liu Ji and said, "I did not inform my family when I returned to Beijing this time. The news must have reached my great-grandfather by now. I don't want to be punished, so I can only take shelter in your house for the time being."

"What if your parents come to ask for help?" Liu Ji asked worriedly.

Qi Xianguan said confidently: "That won't happen. My grandparents, parents and parents all love me. If they knew that my great-grandfather wanted to punish me, they would only help me cover up and send someone to tell me to run away. They would not come to find me."

Everyone laughed.

Qin Yao invited with a smile: "It's okay, feel free to live in my house." "You have to pay for the room and food. We don't keep idle people in our family!" Liu Ji said.

Qi Xianguan was speechless.

But he changed his mind and realized that the teacher was no longer around and this little fellow had to educate himself, so he became a little extra tolerant towards Liu Ji.

He was too lazy to argue with him and signaled Shitou to give the silver to Liu Ji.

After getting the money, Liu Ji was so happy that even the sadness of his teacher's death was washed away.

But his hands didn't feel warm for long before he immediately handed it over to his wife.

Qin Yao nodded with satisfaction, generously gave him a small silver ingot, and told him: "Spend it sparingly."

Liu Ji was overjoyed: "Okay!"

He winked at his good brother Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Big brother will treat you to a drink later!"

Lu Xiaofeng was so excited that her face turned red.

But he was tired after not sleeping for a whole day and night.

They bowed solemnly to Qi Xiangguan, the famous child prodigy in the capital, the disciple of a great scholar, the old prime minister's beloved child, and the eldest brother's junior brother, and said goodbye!

Qi Xianguan looked at Lu Xiaofeng's receding back and asked curiously, "Who is this person? He seems to be a man of integrity and righteousness."

Liu Ji explained: "My good brother Lu Xiaofeng, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture is his uncle."

Qi Xianguan had an excellent memory and knew who it was as soon as he thought about it - a famous playboy in Kyoto, whose whole family was relying on their parents and brothers!

But from what he saw just now, that person didn't seem to be so unreliable.

He also came to attend his teacher's funeral. I heard from Dalang that he helped to keep vigil over the spirit all night last night.

It seems that these playboys are not all bad.

"How is his study?" asked Qi Xianguan.

Liu Ji clicked his tongue and shook his head, "That's really not good, not even a student." He was far worse than that.

Otherwise, how can he be the big brother?
Seeing his proud look, Qi Xiangun felt that he still had a long way to go in his educational journey.

Qi Xiangun asked the guards to return to the manor, leaving only Shi Tou, who followed Qin Yao's family back to Kuanzhengfang.

The things from the funeral were still left in the yard and had not been cleaned up. The scene brought back sad memories and everyone's mood became depressed again.

But life still has to move forward.

Qin Yao rolled up her sleeves and shouted, "Tear it down!"

Everyone responded and worked together to clean up all the furnishings in the house, and the yard returned to its normal state.

But when he arrived at Liu Ji's study and saw the wooden wheelchair parked alone against the wall, Qi Xiangguan felt so uncomfortable that he almost couldn't breathe.

The young man stood in the room where his teacher lived for the last time, silent for a long time.

Liu Ji slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot to prepare a paper wheelchair. What if the teacher can't use it down there?"

Falling into grief and unable to extricate himself, Qi Xianguan, who was suddenly pulled out, turned his head with resentment. Even with his good upbringing, he could not hold back and shouted:
"Shitou! Take him out!"

Stone: “Here we come!”

Liu Ji begged for mercy: "It was just a joke, why take it so seriously, little brother?"

Qi Xianguan didn't want to pay attention to him. He closed the door and openly occupied Liu Ji's study.

Liu Ji wanted to push the door, but was stopped by Qin Yao.

"Please be quiet for a while. It's time to eat."

Qin Yao arrested Liu Ji. This tactless guy, didn’t he see that Qi Xianguan was about to cry?

Everyone has a vulnerable side that they don't want others to see, and Qin Yao respects and understands that.

Liu Ji scratched his head. Yes, he had cried enough, but his junior brother had not let him go yet.

"What about dinner?" Liu Ji asked worriedly.

Little brother is still growing, he can’t be hungry.

Qin Yao: "Let's eat first, and then I'll ask Dalang to take it to him."

Peers, better communication.

Liu Ji was relieved.

He could already smell the aroma of food.

It was leftovers from a funeral, and it smelled awful good.

I couldn't wait to rush into the dining room and shouted, "Dinner, dinner!"

Qin Yao shook her head helplessly. With this person around, it was really hard for her to be sad. (End of this chapter)