Training Wu Zhou

() “Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…” The tragic voice echoed on the road, and 32 coffins were slowly passing by along with the funeral procession, with big gongs in livery and drummers playing hard.

Not only is there a professional funeral team in modern times, but the industry was fairly developed in ancient times. Lin's mother and daughter had a poor family and knew each other well. Naturally, no other relatives came. This funeral team was the so-called "filial son" hired by Tang Weixi. .

It is strange that there is a girl in this team who is out of place, she is so dull, her delicate face is tightly tensed, she is also dressed in sackcloth and mourning, and she is the only one standing in the position of a family member in the team, but all this It has nothing to do with her, just walking in a dull manner.

The funeral procession didn't drag too long, and two figures followed closely in the distance, one big and one small, it was Lao Wang and Tang Guan, who were still wearing ordinary clothes, but Tang Guan also changed into a black Hu suit.

"Master, don't follow, it's unlucky"

"The dead are the big ones, and the children don't speak strangely." Tang Guan shook his head slightly. Of course he didn't believe that. It's just that Lin Yuxun behaved strangely after the death of Lin's mother, neither crying nor laughing, not like the crying little girl before .

The funeral procession is indeed not very pleasing. Although the route is relatively remote, it is inevitable to show it to others. After all, loyalty and filial piety, the power of filial piety is quite strong in this era.

But what Tang Guan didn't expect was that he stepped out of the house for the first time since time travel in such a way. After several struggles, he got such an opportunity, and Lao Wang had to stop behind.

The places where the team passed were a bit taboo, Tang Guan followed behind and walked through this street, and didn't see much excitement, but fortunately he didn't come here to watch the excitement.

The leader yelled "Luo...", it turned out that he had arrived at the place, but it was not the dug grave that fell, but a corner of the paper pavilion in the procession. Tang Guan had read it in the book, this is called "sitting down". "

I saw that these professional teams ran at the same pace, and the pavilion was neither crooked nor heavy, which was a bit spectacular.

Confucianism pays attention to the four words "be cautious in the end and pursue the distant", which refers to the attitude towards the death of a person. Pursuing the distant is to pursue the merits and virtues of the dead, so that future generations will be vigilant and respectful.

Under one set of cumbersome etiquette, Tang Guan had to look at the little girl who was still looking dull, until the coffin was buried in the ground, and his little face twitched.

In this slightly damp and cool wind, the thin and young body is like a blade of grass firmly grasping the ground, slowly kneeling on the ground.

The "filial sons" around cried even more pitifully, but the real daughter was holding on to something and staring at the coffin that was slowly buried in the soil.

"Master, let's go..." Old Wang urged Tang Guan again, his young master has been very strange since he recovered from his illness, not only the changes in intelligence and quickness, but also his temperament is completely different.

This is already in the suburbs, Lin's mother is not a local, so she can't enter the ancestral land, but it's two different things to come out of the Tang mansion, so she was buried in a closer place, which can't be called a grand burial, but for a pair of orphans and widows. It can be said that he deserved to die.

"Young Master..." Old Wang saw that Tang Guan was unmoved, and continued to urge him. In his opinion, it was disrespectful and unlucky to wait and see someone's funeral, but Tang Guan still watched from afar.

"If you want to go, go first." Tang Guan waved his hand impatiently as he looked at the distant scene.

Seeing this, Lao Wang had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, blowing and beating, talking and listening, the coffin was considered buried, and some servants of the Tang family took out the scattered silver that had been prepared in advance, looked at Lin Yuxun who was still kneeling on the ground, and shook his head slightly. He took a few steps back with the team and shared the money.

Lin Yuxun looked at the raised grave, and finally her eyes turned red, but she suddenly raised her small hand and took a bite herself, the severe pain instantly suppressed her crying.

Some women are born as if they have been carved by the heavens, exquisite like porcelain, beautiful but shattered at the touch of a touch, this bite of Lin Yuxun's immature little hand actually bleeds blood.

Tang Guan's eyesight was excellent, and he could see everything. The servant over there seemed to have spotted Tang Guan and Old Wang not far away, and walked over happily.

"Xiao Langjun, Butler Wang"

It was Tang Er who had the surname of Tang in the nursing home. Tang Guan nodded slightly and continued to wait and see, but Old Wang asked, "Is everything arranged?"

"Hey, it's arranged, everything that should be given is given"

Only then did Lao Wang nod his head, and the funeral procession slowly moved away, Lin Yuxun didn't realize it, looking at his mother's grave, blood dripped from his little hands from time to time, turning red and white.

Tang Guan finally stepped forward uncontrollably, but was grabbed by Old Wang, "Young Master, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to pay my respects to Mrs. Pailin"

"Young master, let's go back, this is against the rules, Tang Er will take the young lady home later."

Tang Er nodded hurriedly when he heard the words, he has a bit of brute force, and he has been a nursing home for the Tang family for eleven or twelve years, but it is rare to communicate with the young man in the family.

Tang Guan shook off Old Wang, "Rules are made by people, she is orphaned and widowed, so she doesn't necessarily want some rules."

After talking about Tang Guan slowly approaching, Lao Wang and Tang Er looked at each other but did not stop them. They knew about Lin Yuxun being adopted as a foster daughter by Tang Weixi. Although Tang Guan didn't know what it meant, outsiders It seems that Lin Yuxun is already regarded as Tang Guan's future wife and concubine, of course it is hard to say whether it is a wife or a concubine.

Tang Guan stretched out his hand and patted Lin Yuxun lightly, Lin Yuxun was still unmoved, Tang Guan knelt beside him, as the saying goes that a man has gold under his knees, Tang Guan unexpectedly knelt down to an outsider who was neither his father nor his mother, and in the distance Lao Wang couldn't help being surprised when he saw this.

Lin Yuxun saw Tang Guan kneel down, and finally said: "Little Lang, you can't kneel!"

Seeing that she finally spoke, Tang Guan was overjoyed, grabbed her hand, and frowned.

They are only seven or eight years old, and they will still be immature children in later generations, but at this time, one came from time travel, while the other has ups and downs, like an orphan.

Coupled with the adult standards of this era, the two of them can no longer be called young children no matter in terms of mentality or thought.

"Zla" Tang Guan tore off a corner of the tight-fitting Hu suit, and slowly wrapped it in Lin Yuxun's hands, but Lin Yuxun withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him, but continued to look at his mother's grave.

"Why don't you cry?" Tang Guan finally couldn't bear to ask after dressing up.

"Xun'er promised her mother that she will never cry again." Lin Yuxun remained expressionless.

But Tang Guan was inexplicably upset. The two met by fate. It was funny that he was still laughing at her thin and ugly back then, but this era taught him a lesson. Heaven and man.

I have to admit that even if this is Wu Zhou, who is about to give birth to the first female emperor, it is still a patrilineal society in essence, because the patriarchal line is the labor force that spans the entire feudal history.

Under such social conditions, Tang Guan's masculine feelings inevitably swelled up. There is no doubt that Lin Yuxun's words stimulated him a little. It is not his ability to make the women around him so strong that they do not cry, it is the incompetence of men.

"Xun'er, here..." Tang Guan took out something from his bosom and handed it to Lin Yuxun.

Lin Yuxun flicked it lightly, and couldn't help being stunned. It was the grasshopper she threw on the ground in a hurry that day. Looking at the withered and yellow grasshopper, her eyes turned red for no reason, and she was about to raise her hand to bite it.

But one hand reached out to the small mouth, "You bite me" Tang Guan stared at Lin Yuxun, Lin Yuxun raised his head to look at Tang Guan with serious eyes, tears welled up in his eyes.

"I've been bitten by you anyway." Tang Guan looked indifferent, and Lin Yuxun noticed a scar on Tang Guan's hand that hadn't faded, and remembered that it was bitten by his mother on the day of her death.

"I promised your mother that I will take good care of you. With me, Tang Qubing, no one can bully you!" Tang Guan looked at Lin Yuxun seriously, and said that when he first met Lin's mother, it was just to do a good deed. , but a month of getting along with Lin Yuxun gave him an inexplicable feeling for Lin Yuxun.

Finally, tears fell, but there was no sound. Tears ran across Lin Yuxun's white and tender face, and her little hands tightly clutched the grasshopper Tang Guan gave her.

Looking at her like this, Tang Guan finally understood why King Zhou You dared to laugh at the beauties and play the princes. If he was King Zhou You and Lin Yuxun was Baosi, Tang Guan would dare to do the same.

The two of them were only seven or eight years old this year, but Tang Guan's restless heart in his twenties had settled down a bit. He also thought about three wives and six concubines, and maybe he would really do so, but as a man with a mature soul He knows what love is...

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On the wide and fast road, a carriage speeds along.

"Chen Ming Mansion, we are almost here."

The handlebar style said to Chen Yunsheng in the car while driving the car, it is different when he is on the official road, he finally arrived in Chang'an after nearly two months of ups and downs.

In the car, Chen Yunsheng tightly held the two scrolls in his arms, like rare treasures.

"Scattered flowers gradually become more attractive to the eyes, and Asakusa can have no horseshoes"

"What a song of Qilu!"

"In Yuhang, there are countless talented people, big and small, but there are only a few who can have such talents." Chen Yunsheng muttered while muttering, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling.

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