Chapter 1 Cheer up

Although Rong Hui knows that Xiaoxuan has been blessed by misfortune, he can not only be reincarnated, but also be reborn. It is difficult to calm down. In the dim light, he sat on the red sandalwood carved chair, raised his hand to collect the "fire phoenix" as a gun spirit, hid the long gun in his spine, and put on a collar in person. Seeing Li's mother sobbing silently, the rest of the people wiped their tears, but their hearts were empty and they couldn't cry.

Yong Hui took a deep breath, suppressed his breath, and slowly exhaled: "Let's report mourning..." But it was like a bone in his throat, his voice was exhausted, and his body trembled. Three words out, if your breath is stagnant, you have to take a breath.

When Mei Jian and others heard this, they stiffened, cried bitterly, helped each other, and went out to send a message. In April of the 17th year of Hongxiao, Chu Xiaoxuan, the princess of Lingshan, was gone. The news came from the backyard, and the mountains mourned and cried loudly.

Bixia sat in Lingxiao with a faint look and looked at the people in the hall. Rong Hui is very uncomfortable and just wants to stay alone. Stand up with the armrest and stagger away. The moon is high at night, and the cold light dissolves. He walked out of the door and saw apricot, peach, Juncai, etc., taking people to change white gauze lanterns under the eaves and hang the plain mantle. For a moment, his mind buzzed. He only saw a group of maids in white talking to him, and his heart was even more uncomfortable. He simply jumped up and soared north.

Bixia saw that Rong Hui had left, and there were no acquaintances in the room, so she stood up and went away. Ling Xiao was sentimental and inexplicably, and then got up and saluted: "Master, Madam, I'll go back and inform my brother and sister-in-law and come back tomorrow!"

In front of the peony's glazed screen, Li's mother pinched her hand towel, crooked on the soft couch to wipe her tears, and waved her hand: "Go..." and then greeted Rong Guang: "Help your brother..." Finally, she told Rong Xue: "He has always loved you, go to see him..." After saying that, the screen retreated everyone: "Let's rest..." Everyone hurriedly He got up and went back to the "Ziwei Pavilion" with the two elders.

Rong Hui flew to the top of the flat stone, and his body was soft. He lay on his back on the ground and gasped. I remember that when I practiced with my palms, my breath was connected and my thoughts were clear. How happy it was to change your heart and for my heart. Only when we say goodbye tonight can we remember each other deeply. Thinking of this, my nostrils were closed, tears surged up, and my mouth sobbed: "... Xiaoxuan... so many disasters... We have survived... This time... You died for me... You died for me... It's not a good thing... They all want to grab the treasures in our hands... From now on... Who else will help us make suggestions... ...Who helped us gain insight into people's hearts..."

The mountain wind is windy, blowing away a cavity of sadness. Rong Xue stood on the northwest peak and watched from afar. Her mind was quiet and remembered Xiaoxuan's kindness to her. First of all, her heart was chaotic, and thousands of thoughts came to her. When the clues were cleared, her heart gradually became empty. But it is like a big tree, rooted on the top of the mountain.

In the early morning, the sunrise is in the east. The mountain maids are all dressed in white. Internal and external servants, do their best. Large and small officials, all of whom are loyal and quiet. Rong Guang served his parents in Ziwei Pavilion and stayed up all night. He came to the study early in the morning. Seeing that Yan Liang and Shi Wanxin had been waiting under the eaves, he nodded to the two, became an advanced room and went straight to the east room.

In front of the south window of the white curtain, three people sat down in front of the round table carved by red sandalwood. Shi Wanxin is in charge of the most complicated things, and he must speak first every time. He suddenly heard the bad news and didn't sleep all night. He also knew that Rong Hui and Xiaoxuan had a deep relationship for fear of saying a few words wrong. Seeing the little boy holding hot tea, he immediately picked up the filled porcelain tea cup, took a sip, and looked at Yan Liang.

Yan Liang remembered Lin Feng's words, slightly corrected his thoughts and explained: "Now that the boundary collapses, it will be a matter of time before the second master seals the 'real person'." Fuze is two thousand miles away. In this place, we can do what we want to do. Report the funeral to the outside world according to the court etiquette.

He quoted the scriptures and set the funeral ceremony: "The domestic officials always serve as 'consolation'. From April 19th to 21st, the officials of Lingshan entered the mourning clothes and went to the west gate to 'consolation'. The woman was ordered to go to the inner courtyard and 'enter' the mourning clothes... Each person in the house gave him a cloth and made his own mourning clothes. After 27 days, he changed to plain clothes, and began to wear light colors 100 days later. Officials and women in various places are equivalent to the mountains. The public hall was served in three days. Military and civilian, etc., served for three days... Within a hundred miles of Lingshan, slaughter was prohibited for 49 days. A hundred miles away, three days are forbidden... Officials are forbidden to feast for 100 days, and the people are three days..." Rong Guang and Shi Wanxin felt feasible and nodded in agreement.

"Then I will draw up a charter and show it to the second master!" Yan Liang followed the flow and then said, "These are easy to say, but mausoleums and honorable..."

Rong Guang's heart trembled, and tears fell straight down. He wiped his tears with his sleeves and sobs: "Let's stand up..." Then he asked Shi Wanxin, "What else can be done..."

Shi Wanxin was also sad when he thought of Rong Hui. After a little calculation, he carefully said, "You can be exempted from tax for one year..."

Rong Guang squeezed his lips and nodded in agreement: "Well, you calculate this year's expenses, and we will correct it..." It's already time to discuss the funeral. Yan Liangyun wrote down the constitution on the spot and asked Rong Guang to present it to Rong Hui.

Under the bright sun, Rong Guang rose up and flew through the jungle to the north peak. He saw Rong Hui lying on the flat stone on the top of the mountain. His eyes were red, as if he fell asleep, and there was a bear lying beside him. He knew that his second brother was sad. Maybe he had just fallen asleep and didn't mean to disturb him. He simply fell to the front and was ready to wait.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he suddenly heard Rong Hui say, "Brother...what's the matter..." His voice was hoarse and no longer like a human voice.

"I'll read the funeral of the second sister..." Between the clouds, Rongguang's nose was sore, and he took out a white-skin album from his arms and read it intermittently. After listening to Rong Hui lying on the ground, he was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "It's only one year... Let's reduce it for three years..."

"Three years?" Rong Guang was slightly stunned, understandable, and comforted: "Second brother, I'm sorry... Three years, we don't have so much money..."

"Shi Wanxin is still in charge of the account..." Rong Hui closed his eyes and said slowly, "Let him come to me..."

Rong Guang hesitated a little and suddenly heard Rong Xue's voice: "Brother, go ahead. I'm watching him!" Looking to the west, I saw a girl in blue standing on the mountain peak in the distance, with flying hair. It was Rong Xue. She immediately nodded, rose up and stepped on the clouds.

Rong Hui blinked, only felt that his eyes hurt so much, and he exhaled for a long time: "This is life. You can't escape!" His body twitched, sat up slowly, and suddenly heard a bear roar. With a slight smile, he took the opportunity to touch it, held the bear's head and said to himself, "Old man, I feel uncomfortable... Come on, I'll put this on..." He took off the collar from his neck and put on the bear's head, but found that the circle was too small. With a little spiritual power, the mind turns empty. The golden circle shook and put it directly on the bear's neck.

The bear is very uncomfortable and raises its claws to catch it, but it can't be caught. Open your mouth to bite, but you can't bite. I saw an egg in the pendant, and I stretched out my tongue to lick it, but I still couldn't touch it. For a moment, he was full of grievances, sobbed, rubbed around, and begged Rong Hui to take down the golden circle.

Rong Hui forced a smile and picked up the bear's head to comfort him: "Look, everyone who has the ability has a circle. What diamond bracelet, halo, universe circle... Aren't they all circles? Ours is much more beautiful than the golden hoop. The bear thought that Xiaoxuan had worn this circle, and Rong Hui had also worn this circle. Now it is his turn. It should be a good thing, and he believes it now.

Rong Hui was teasing the bear, and Shi Wanxin flew over. Within a few steps, his face was already red. He staggered down and shouted "Second Master" respectfully. Rong Hui's eyes were sore and he couldn't open his eyes for a moment, so he casually pointed to the ground and asked him to sit down and asked, "How about the mountain these four years?"

Shi Wanxin was full of excitement and sat down cross-legged. He didn't know where to start, so he had to report the accounts: "In the thirteen years of Hongxiao, most of the mountains produced eight or nine grades of grain. In the 14th year of Hongxiao, after using the seeds on the mountain, seven or eight grades of grain were produced. In the fifteenth year of Hongxiao, the grain in the field was still dominated by six grades. Last year, the spiritual rice in the field at the foot of the mountain was mainly five grades... It was spread out, every 64 stone meters, including 32 stones and five grades of rice. Four or six grades, eight stones each. Three, seven grades, four stones each. Two, eight grades, two stones each. One, nine grades, one stone each. Salary, five grades of spiritual rice. Moon rice, two-grade spiritual rice. Because most of the spiritual fields are in our hands, the salaries of the three in-laws are now also owned by us.

"It should have been." Rong Hui nodded and agreed: "Now that the boundary has collapsed, at the earliest today, and tomorrow at the latest, monks from all directions will come to fish in troubled waters. If we don't get together, it's all over!" He sighed and raised his breath and said, "Go to Zhang Luo, let's meet everyone!" With that, he stood up, rose up and flew lightly to the inner courtyard.

The panda roared and walked to the edge of the cliff. His hind limbs were strong, his forelimbs grabbed the rock, his buttocks were facing down, and he slowly slid down, which was naive. Seeing the funny, Shi Wanxin stood up and jumped out and went forward to send a message.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, in the green forest of Cangshan, Rong Hui walked back to the inner courtyard with the virtual wind and saw the new lotus coming out of the water in the pond. It was clear and cool, and simply swept down. With a bang, he plunged into the water. The lake water came into my eyes and felt comfortable. He came up and saw that the surrounding eaves were covered with Xuanman plain silk, which was a little uncomfortable.

In the back room, Mei Kai and others are checking objects. Hearing the sound, he ran out and rushed to the waterside outside the house. Looking around with the railings, he saw that Rong Hui was soaking in the middle of the pond, and quickly asked, "Second Master, what can I order?"

"Are my clothes still there?" Rong Hui looked at the four-cornered waterside of the red pillar and said, "Chall choose a clean dress and meet everyone." While talking, I found that the eyes of the girls in the pavilion were red, their eyes were black, and their faces were full of sadness, so they had to comfort them: "Don't be too sad. Xiaoxuan is just reincarnated. There are so many people at the foot of our mountain, and it's okay to be near reincarn. It's just that each of us is physically ordinary, our qualifications are too poor, and our development is limited in the future. So the place she is looking for is definitely the only one in the world. Think about it, when did she make herself suffer losses?

Qunshu in the pavilion listened to the words, moved the color, and actively asked: "Is it true?" Can the princess really come back?" ......