Gongliangxiao has no children.
He had three direct disciples in his life.
Now there is only Liu Ji.
He holds the coffin in front to clear the way, and his children and family members support the coffin in the back.
The neighbors followed him out of Fangshi and stopped.
The funeral procession suddenly became deserted, with only Qin Yao's family and the invited coffin bearers.
There was also Lu Xiaofeng who was dressed as a servant and cried louder than Liu Ji.
The elegiac couplet on the mourning flag contains the name of the deceased and the names of his descendants.
Bystanders can tell who the deceased is at a glance.
The group of people carried the coffin to the main street, and there was no sound at all from the noisy streets in the past.
Many pairs of eyes stared at Qin Yao and his entourage as they were mourning.
There were those who wiped away their tears silently, some who lamented, and some who took one look and turned away.
The streets were full of people on both sides, but no one dared to come forward to see him off.
Liu Ji was crying at first, but now his heart felt a little cold. He couldn't cry anymore and was full of sadness and anger.
The eyes that were already red from crying were now staring like cockfighting cocks, glaring at the students who wanted to see but did not dare to come forward.
It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and everyone has his or her own sufferings.
Staring at them, Liu Ji let out a long sigh and never looked at them again.
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 in mourning clothes.
He got off the horse, looked at the shocked Liu Ji, remained silent, walked up to Dalang, and took away the white flag in Dalang's hand.
“Let's go.” Qi Xianguan whispered.
After not seeing each other for a long time, Liu Ji noticed that Qi Xianguan seemed to be less familiar with him.
“Didn't you flee to Zhuangzi?” Liu Jiman asked resentfully.
The two senior brothers began to communicate in low voices without looking sideways as they walked.
Qi Xianguan said: "I cannot disobey my great-grandfather's arrangements, but now I have decided to ignore them."
"The teacher said that I hope I can be more wanton, and that will be as he wishes. From now on, I will only be a person who follows my heart."
At this time, Qin Yao first saw Sikong Jian standing in plain clothes under the city gate, and softly reminded the two brothers:
“There's someone the old man doesn't want to see.”
Without saying a word, Qi Xianguan waved his hand to Shitou and others who were driving the carriage aside, not to let other people come near and disturb the teacher's spirit.
Shitou and others took the order.
But before they could make any move, Sikong Jian knelt down and clicked three times on the coffin.
Then, get up and leave.
The relationship between master and disciple is over.
He didn't even look at Qi Xianguan and Liu Ji. He didn't know whether he was disdainful or afraid to look at them.
“If people cannot live from their hearts and sway from side to side, they will never know what true happiness is.”
Qi Xianguan turned around and said to Da Lang, Er Lang, San Lang and Si Niang behind him.
The four brothers and sister nodded solemnly, and they wanted to take this as a warning.
Everyone left the city and walked for an hour, finally arriving at the Feng Shui treasure land carefully selected by the Master.
Awang had brought people over yesterday to dig the grave. Under the guidance of the masters, everyone buried Gong Liangliao here.
Looking back from here, you can see the continuous green mountains.
Looking ahead, you can see the Nanlou Pass leading to Zijing Mansion. All travelers pass by it, so they will not feel lonely at all.
The funeral was completed and everyone returned to Beijing. It was already dusk.
The mages 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 didn't tell my family about my return 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 go to your house for temporary refuge."
“What if your parents come here to ask for help?” Liu Ji asked worriedly.
Qi Xianguan said confidently: "That won't happen. My grandparents, my parents, all love me. If they knew that my great-grandfather was going to punish me, they would only cover for me and send a message to me to run away. They would not come to find me." ”
Everyone laughed.
Qin Yao smiled and invited: "It's okay, don't worry, you can stay at my house." "You have to pay for room and food, our family doesn't support idlers!" Liu Jidao.
Qi Xianguan was speechless.
But then I thought about it, now that the teacher is gone, this junior brother has to rely on his own education, and he is a little extra tolerant towards Liu Jisheng.
He was too lazy to argue with him and signaled Shitou to give the money to Liu Ji.
After getting the money, Liu Ji was so happy that he even diluted the sadness of the teacher's death.
However, after it was warm in my hand for a while, I immediately handed it over to my wife.
Qin Yao nodded with satisfaction, generously gave him a small silver ingot, and told him: "Save some money."
Liu Ji was overjoyed: "Okay!"
And winked at my good brother Lu Xiaofeng, I will treat you to a drink later!
Lu Xiaofeng was so excited that her face turned red.
However, he didn't sleep a wink all day and night, and he was tired.
To their famous prodigy in the capital, a disciple of Confucianism, the treasure of the old Prime Minister, Qi Xianguan, the younger brother of the eldest brother, he bowed solemnly and said goodbye!
Qi Xianguan looked at Lu Xiaofeng's retreating figure and asked curiously: "Who is this person? He is quite sentimental and righteous."
Liu Ji explained: "My good brother Lu Xiaofeng, the person in Jingzhao Prefecture is his uncle."
Qi Xianguan has an extraordinary memory. As soon as he recalls it, he knows who it is - a famous **** in Kyoto, and the whole family is nibbling on the elder and the younger brother!
But just now he didn't look like that person was so unreliable.
Moreover, he came to attend the teacher's funeral. I heard from Dalang that he even helped keep vigil at the teacher's funeral all night last night.
From this point of view, these dandy boys 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 child." It was even worse than him.
How else could he be the eldest brother?
Looking at his proud look, Qi Xianguan felt deeply that his road to education had a long way to go.
Qi Xianguan asked the guards to return to Zhuangzi, leaving only the stones behind, and followed Qin Yao and his family back to Kuanzhengfang.
The things from the funeral were still left unpacked in the courtyard, and the mood of the people was once again depressed.
But life has to look forward.
Qin Yao rolled up her sleeves and shouted: "Tear it down!"
Everyone responded one after another and worked together to clean up all the decorations in the house, and the courtyard returned to its usual appearance.
Just when he came to Liu Ji's study and saw the lonely wooden wheelchair parked by the wall, Qi Xianguan was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
The boy stood in the room where the teacher last lived and remained silent for a long time.
Liu Ji patted his head and said, "I almost forgot to prepare paper to tie up the wheelchair. This is great. What if the teacher doesn't have any use for it down there?"
Suffering from sadness and unable to extricate himself, Qi Xianguan turned his head resentfully after being pulled out suddenly. He could not hold back even though he was well-educated, and couldn't help shouting:
“Stone! Fork him out for me!”
Stone: “Here we come!”
Liu Ji hurriedly begged for mercy: "It's just a joke, why should I take it seriously?"
Qi Xianguan didn't want to pay attention to him. As soon as the door was closed, he occupied Liu Ji's study openly and openly.
Liu Ji wanted to push the door open, but Qin Yao stopped him.
“You should calm down for a while, it's time to eat.”
Qin Yao took Liu Ji away. Didn't this lookless guy see that Qi Xianguan was about to burst into tears?
Everyone has a fragile side that they don't want to be seen by others, Qin Yao respects and understands it.
Liu Ji scratched his head, yes, he had cried enough, and the younger brother had not been released yet.
“What about dinner?” Liu Ji asked worriedly.
Little senior brother is still growing, so the child cannot go hungry.
Qin Yao: "Let's eat first. After we finish eating, I'll ask Dalang to deliver it to him."
With peers, better communication.
Liu Ji was relieved.
He could already smell the aroma of the food.
It's the leftovers from the funeral banquet, and it's so fragrant.
He couldn't wait to rush into the dining room and shouted: “Let's eat, let's eat!”
Qin Yao shook her head helplessly. With this person around, it was really difficult for her to feel sad. (End of chapter)
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