Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 548 Protecting the Heroic Spirit Returning Home
The clear sound of children is like beads falling into a jade plate.

Although it is not big, it can be heard clearly.

When the people around him heard this, they sighed again.

At this time, someone asked: "Why are there ten coffins? Aren't the Fifth Young Master and the Seventh Young Master still alive?"

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was in an uproar.

They were so sad that they didn't pay attention to the number of coffins at all. It wasn't until someone raised this question that they discovered that the team carrying the coffins carried a total of ten coffins.

ten?

Whose one does it belong to?
At this time, an old woman cried and said: "One of the bodies belongs to the Second Young Madam. Someone was assassinated yesterday. The Second Young Madam blocked the knife for Princess An Ning, and she died like this."

Everyone couldn't believe it: "What's going on? How do you know?"

The woman burst into tears: "Because my nephew is one of Princess Anning's personal guards! He said that the assassin was originally targeting Princess Anning, and the second young lady did not hesitate to use her body to block the fatal blow. "

Everyone was shocked: "The second young lady you are talking about is the second young lady who helped the military doctors treat the wounded, distributed food to us, and led people to deliver food to the hungry soldiers after the war?"

The woman nodded: "It's her."

After the words fell, the crowd ushered in a longer silence, followed by sighs one after another.

Why did such a good person disappear?

They still remember, after the tragic Pingcheng battle.

The corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed into rivers.

The flags are swaying and the smoke is filling the sky.

The pungent smell of blood lingered, and there were horrific broken limbs everywhere.

They were trembling with fear and hiding in the small cellar to survive.

But the female relatives of the Bai family, those pampered ladies, walked on the hell-like battlefield and tried their best to help those injured by the war.

The slender and frail figure stepped on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, busy and never stopped.

They remember everyone's face and voice, and naturally they also remember the second young lady.

Why is that woman who still smiles so quietly disappearing?

How could it be gone?

At this moment, no one focused on the Second Young Madam's courage to sacrifice her life, but more felt pity and sadness for her.

Suddenly someone gritted his teeth: "Which beast did this?!"

The woman replied: "I heard it was an assassin from Beiyan. It was this assassin who colluded with Li Xianzhao to do the thing that caused [-] soldiers to be drugged and thus incapacitated."

Everyone looked even sadder: "It seems that the Second Young Madam has suffered for us."

The woman shook her head and sighed: "Isn't it true? The people of Beiyan have suffered such a big loss at the hands of Princess Anning, so they will naturally bear their grudge against Princess Anning."

"So their anger was directed at Princess An Ning, but she was blocked by the Second Young Madam. From another perspective, the Second Young Madam has suffered for us."

After hearing this, everyone was silent for a long time.

So what if you know the truth?They are just people who are protected under their wings. Is it possible that they can still kill every Beiyan person with a knife?
The only thing they can do is to cherish the peace they bought with countless blood and lives.

The only thing they can repay is to always remember the sacrifice of their heroes.

at this time.

The team carrying the coffin was getting closer and closer to the city wall.

Bai Yu, who was holding the tablet, slowly said: "Stop!"

The coffins were lowered, and he led Xiao Chuanyi to kneel in front of the ten coffins and thank the people who came to see them off.

According to Dongling funeral customs, in the process of bringing the spirit back home, it is necessary to stop and let the mourners say goodbye to the deceased, and then let the descendants express their gratitude to others before moving on.

Now that people all over the city are coming to say goodbye, it is natural to give them time.

When the wind blows, mournful music sounds.

The people on the city wall played farewell music.

The people knelt around the coffin and cried to pay tribute to the heroes who had protected the city.On the high city wall, an old man began to sing an elegy amidst the ensemble of music.

The hoarse singing sounds so desolate in the hazy weather.

"Seeing a common man in a plain crown? A troublesome person looks like a thorny person, and a hard-working person looks like a fussy person."

"See you in plain clothes? My heart is sad, and I want to talk about returning home with you."

"I'm so embarrassed when I see you? My heart is full of knots, and I'm just like my son."

Bai Yu led Xiao Chuanyi and knelt down in the direction of the old man: "Thank you!"

The female members of the Bai family and the guards carrying the coffin knelt down one after another.

Only Bai Mingwei, dressed in bright clothes and armor, stood silently aside with a long sword in his hand.

Bai Yu said loudly: "Get up!"

Everyone stood up and stood solemnly beside the coffin.

At this time, the sad tune suddenly changed, and sad chants began to sound from the crowd.

"Seeing a common man in a plain crown? A troublesome person looks like a thorny person, and a hard-working person looks like a fussy person."

Start alone.

"Seeing a common man in a plain crown? A troublesome person looks like a thorny person, and a hard-working person looks like a fussy person."

There are more and more voices.

Like streams flowing into rivers, rivers flowing into rivers, and finally converging into the sea.

"See you in plain clothes? My heart is sad, and I want to talk about returning home with you."

"I'm so embarrassed when I see you? My heart is full of knots, and I'm just like my son."

The song is so sad, I feel sad when I hear it, and I cry when I hear it.

The warrior standing on the city wall held the weapon in his hand and stood more upright.

Their eyes were red, but they did not move their bodies because of this. Even if their hearts were in turmoil, they were still like big trees, protecting this devastated ancient city that was beginning to regain its vitality.

Liu Yao, Mr. Gongsun and Feng Qingchen were already waiting in the carriage outside the city. He fell into silence listening to the overwhelming singing in the city.

In the past, he would have disapproved of it and choked out: "As for it?"

But after months of experience in the frontier, he unknowingly began to learn to revere life.

Especially respect those who can sacrifice for others.

He still cannot understand such a righteousness and is convinced that he cannot become such a person.

But this does not affect his respect for it.

Mr. Gongsun never took the initiative to talk to him, but seeing his expression today, he spoke: "Your Highness, how do you feel at this moment?"

Liu Yao remained silent and pursed his lips tightly, indicating that his heart was not at peace either.

Mr. Gongsun glanced at Feng Qingchen, who was sitting quietly on one side, and then slowly closed his eyes.

When the music and singing stopped, Bai Yu raised her voice again and shouted: "Thank you!"

Everyone knelt down and thanked the people who came to see him off.

At this time, an old man walked up to Bai Yu. He was a wealthy gentleman in Pingcheng and someone who was admired by the people.

I saw him saluting Bai Yu respectfully: "Seventh Young Master, this trip is a long way, exposed to the sun and rain all the way. We don't want the heroic spirit to suffer like this, so we prepared some things to express our feelings. "

While talking, a group of people came out.

They were carrying the same object, nothing fancy, but blankets.

The old man told Bai Yu: "This is what everyone wants. Although it is not a precious and rare item, every line on it comes from different people."

"Our thoughts will protect them from the fierce sunshine and the pouring rain."

"The young master's father, uncle and brothers protected us when he was alive. Now that they have left, let us protect their heroic spirits and return to their distant hometown."

(End of this chapter)