After wearing the book, I tied the knot with the villain

Chapter 8
She couldn't help but believe that all this was true, even if it was false, after the death of the general, this girl who was three points similar to the general could make her go through fire and water.

After returning to the yard, Steward Shen stayed in her yard without going down with the others.She said with bright eyes: "Please tell me all the trivial matters tomorrow, just leave it to me."

He seemed to feel that this sentence was a bit contemptuous, so he temporarily added a sentence: "I have been doing this kind of thing for a long time, and I am more experienced. Tomorrow, the Holy Majesty will visit the girl in person, and you only need to treat the distinguished guests well."

Zhao Jinse felt relieved, and quickly helped her up with both hands, then stretched her waist and said: "Aunt Shen doesn't need to be so pretentious, you are willing to help me host the banquet. I don't know how much you have helped me. Thinking about these trivial matters gives me a headache." Tight."

"Girl." Steward Shen's eyes were filled with tears, but he quickly wiped them away with his head tilted.

Zhao Jinse couldn't help but become more curious about this woman.

After finishing these trivial matters, Zhao Jinse went to watch the spirit.

In fact, keeping spirits is also a technical job, let’s say burning copper coins. The fire should not be too big or it will be smoky, and it cannot be extinguished to disrespect the deceased.

Waiting until dawn was just a flick of a finger, butler Shen is indeed a very capable person, and I don't know what method he used to calm down the people below.

When they got up in the morning, they looked at Zhao Jinse with a lot more awe and caution than before.

Just be in awe and be careful. It's really hard to make people really admire this kind of thing, so Zhao Jinse is not in a hurry.

What she is worried about now is how to keep the honor of keeping the life of the Zhao family's son. After all, she has a cheap brother now, and she can't let this brother grow up to use his life to gain a better future.

After being in a trance for a while, I saw four servants walking towards the mourning hall, panting, carrying a wooden box.

After saluting to Zhao Jinse, he began to place the wooden box on the incense table in an orderly manner.

The golden nanmu incense table was shaken by the box. Seeing them walking with heavy footsteps, it seemed that the things in this box would not be light.

It's just that such a big box is so heavy that four adult men are so tired to carry it, Zhao Jinse can't help but look curious.

The little girl in green knelt beside her and handed her the paper money. Seeing her like this, she said, "This is uncle's treasured sword, ask the heavens. The Holy Majesty said that the treasured sword handed down from our house will not be reborn in this world now that uncle is dead." No one should match this knife, first build a knife mound in front of the master's tomb. If the young master grows up to have the demeanor of the master, then take out this knife, if not, this knife will have to be buried in the ground forever."

Zhao Jinse nodded, but he didn't care about it in his heart. The more powerful the sword is, the worse it is generally.

Especially if it was packed in this kind of box inlaid with precious stones, it will probably be stolen in a short time, and it can be saved for the day when the descendants of the Zhao family can get it?
Although it was still early, some deceased people had come to express their condolences.I don't know if it's because I got wind that the emperor will come to express condolences, or because Mr. Zhao's popularity is really so good.

In addition to the servants and the like, there was also the whimpering and crying of the officials in the mourning hall. Those who didn't know it really thought that their blood relatives had passed away, even if they didn't cry, there was a look of sadness on their faces.

However, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family in front of the hall cried the most sadly.

The eyes of the girl in filial piety were red from crying, and her face was haggard. She must have been crying during the vigil, and I heard that she was still in the water.

(End of this chapter)