The servants of the Cao Mansion have been busy since yesterday, setting up a mourning hall, placing coffins, hanging white flags, and delivering letters to every house...
After receiving the news, the Queen and Cao Muxue returned to Cao Mansion yesterday to keep vigil for Grand Master Cao.
Cao Muxue, who didn't know what was going on, knelt in front of the soul and cried in sorrow and sorrow. Other descendants of the Cao family were infected and started to cry too. The sound was so loud that Cao Qian's ears hurt.
With so many pairs of eyes staring at her, the queen had no choice but to cry.
One day passed, and the news of Grand Master Cao's death spread throughout Shangjing and even outside the capital.
The mourning hall was packed with people who came to express their condolences and worship after hearing the news. When all the officials from the court arrived at Cao Mansion, they all had to take turns entering the mourning hall to offer incense.
The weather was too hot, so in order to prevent the corpse from rotting, the coffin was filled with ice, making the mourning hall dark and cold, in sharp contrast to the scorching sun outside.
The descendants of the Cao family took turns kneeling in front of the soul and stayed there for three days and three nights. As a filial son, Cao Qian often knelt before the funeral during the day.
Finally, after the funeral, Cao Qian and the Queen breathed a sigh of relief.
It is really a great humiliation for a queen to kneel down in front of a pariah. But in order to complete the show, Yuzun can only pretend.
After crying for three days, the queen's eyes were red and swollen, her face was haggard, and she looked overly sad.
"It's pitiful that you were the only one who saw me off when my father left, quietly, but now you let an irrelevant person take advantage of this and enjoy this lively scene." The queen looked at the coffin in the mourning hall and whispered to Cao Qian resentfully. .
Cao Qian sighed deeply: "I just want to go see my father today."
"Yes." The queen choked.
It is shameful to say that she has not worshiped her father even once for several months after his death, and has not burned a stick of incense or a piece of paper. She is truly a woman in vain.
It doesn't matter if this counterfeit is dead, she can worship him openly from now on.
According to Cao Qian's plan, the Cao family sent "Grand Master Cao" to the ancestral grave of the Cao family and asked them to wait outside. He buried Grand Master Cao alone, and then asked them to enter the ancestral tomb to kowtow to the real Grand Master Cao, so that they could not know where the ghost was. Sleep.
However, things are unpredictable. During the funeral, Grand Master Cao's disciples came to the Cao Mansion and wanted to accompany Grand Master Cao to the funeral.
Cao Qian was horrified and refused many times to no avail.
With so many disciples accompanying him, it was impossible to hide his presence from others.
The plan was disrupted, and Cao Qian was so worried that he had to whisper to his cronies to go to the Cao family's ancestral grave and dig out the previous coffin.
Such a disrespectful and unfilial act made Cao Qian bite his back teeth in hatred.
If he didn't need these disciples to help him succeed, he really wouldn't want to deal with it.
The heat was scorching, but in order to delay the process of delivering the coffin to the Cao family's ancestral grave, Cao Qian deliberately walked very slowly. He didn't feel relieved until his confidants returned.
Hundreds of people arrived at the Cao family's ancestral grave and were a little stunned when they saw the dug grave.
Cao Qian explained: "The weather is too hot and the coffin should not be left for a long time, so I asked people to prepare it earlier."
Everyone suddenly understood and praised Cao Qian for his thoughtfulness.
Cao Qian bit the bullet and buried 'Grand Master Cao' under the watchful eyes of everyone.
After the burial, Cao Qian took the lead and knelt down in front of the tomb to offer incense.
The queen kept her expression cold and stern, and everyone just thought she was overly grieving. Only Cao Qian knew that she was angry.
Not only was she unable to pay homage to her father, but she also endured the pain and guilt of letting a pariah enter her ancestral grave and soiling her father's tomb. How could she not be angry!
When leaving, Cao Qian looked back with a serious look on his face.
These disciples were really annoying at times, making him do such a disobedient act of filial piety and have to do it again.
Cao Qian had no choice but to quietly come to the cemetery late at night, dig out the fake Grand Master Cao, and then bury the hidden Grand Master Cao in it.
"Father, it's all because of your son's incompetence that you have suffered and been humiliated." Cao Qian knelt in front of the tomb and repented deeply.
It is really humiliating to think that Grand Master Cao lived a glorious life and ended up like this after his death.
Cao Qian was so ashamed that he knelt in front of the tomb until dawn before leaving.
After handling the matter of Master Cao, we must act quickly.
On June 11, Yu Lan and the other three moved from Zhou Mansion to Princess Mansion.
"Mom, which room should I live in?" Zhuang Yun asked, looking at the rooms in the main courtyard.
Yu Lan's eyes flashed slightly and said: "Yun'er is old and can no longer live with her mother. I will take you to your yard."
A daughter avoids her father, and a son avoids his mother. Zhuang Yun has indeed reached the age to live alone in a branch hospital, and now is an opportunity.
"Oh." Zhuang Yun was a little disappointed, but he knew that what his mother said was right and she was not unreasonable.
Afraid that Zhuang Yun wouldn't get used to it, Yu Lan placed him in the yard closest to them, just a few steps away.
"It's right here. Let's see if Yun'er likes it. If you need anything else, I'll buy more for you." Yu Lan coaxed in a gentle voice, leading Zhuang Yun into the hospital.
Zhuang Yun walked into the main room and saw that the layout of Cheng Shi in the room was the same as when he was in Pingxi General's Mansion, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity and intimacy.
"This is the bedroom, and over there is the study..." Yu Lan took Zhuang Yun to look at each room carefully.
"Do you like Yun'er?"
Zhuang Yun nodded and asked hesitantly: "Then can I still go to your courtyard in the future?"
"Of course, you can go anytime you want." Zhou Boxu said.
He understood that Zhuang Yun had lived with Yu Lan since he was a child, and he would not be used to the sudden separation. Furthermore, Zhuang Yun is not too old. He first came to live in the branch of Princess Mansion, so it is human nature to be attached to his mother.
Men should be independent, but they should not be too hasty and should take it step by step.
Yu Lan also said: "Of course you have to go, we have to eat together every day."
She deliberately chose the courtyard closest to the main courtyard to make it easier for Zhuang Yun to come and go.
After hearing what the two of them said, Zhuang Yun smiled, and the little bit of unhappiness in his heart disappeared.
Yu Lan touched his head and said, "Let's go to the back garden and have a look. Your father asked me to leave a large open space for you to play Cuju."
When Zhuang Yun walked into the back garden, the first thing he saw was the archery target on the side. On the shelf next to it were two bows and several tubes of feather arrows.
Zhuang Yun ran over excitedly, took off a bow and looked at it in his hand.
Last year, Yu Zheng took him on an autumn hunting trip. Zhuang Yun admired and admired his handsome appearance on horseback, setting an arrow and drawing a bow. He also wanted to learn from him.
Zhou Boxu approached: "Yun'er wants to learn archery?"
Zhuang Yun nodded as if he were pounding garlic.
"I'll teach you." Zhou Boxu took the bow from Zhuang Yun's hand, drew out an arrow, stood and took aim with a stern expression, and decisively let go.
"Whoosh!" The arrow flew through the air and hit the target accurately.
"Father is so amazing." Zhuang Yun's eyes lit up as he looked at him, full of reverence.
Zhou Boxu handed the bow back to him and patiently explained how to hold the bow, how to nock an arrow, and how to aim.
Yu Lan stood aside and looked at them with a gentle expression.
Zhou Boxu taught Zhuang Yun how to shoot the first arrow step by step, and then let Zhuang Yun try it out on his own while he taught and corrected him.
At this stop, a quarter of an hour passed suddenly.
Fortunately, it is cloudy today and there is no sun, otherwise we would not be able to stand.
Yu Lan was thinking about whether to go to the pavilion in the distance and sit and watch, but the servant hurriedly came to report.
