Chapter 602 Helping the Spirit (6)

He is the only one left in this family, is it still called home?

Xiao Si looked around and found that in just two years, the once glorious General's Mansion had become like a haunted house, covered with dust, cobwebs, withered flowers and plants, and broken bricks and tiles, even in the hall. The perfect table and chairs...

When officers and soldiers ransacked their homes, the entire General's Mansion was completely changed beyond recognition.

But how could I have thought that one day they would be able to return here in an open and honest way!

only……

Xiao Si frowned. Now that there is such a mess, how can the young master live?

"Sir, I'm going to find someone to clean your place first..."

Before Xiao Si finished speaking, he saw Guan Yubai shook his head and said, "Help the master and the others set up a mourning hall first." He seemed calm, but his voice was hoarse, and it was obvious that his heart was far less calm than his appearance.

"Yes." Xiao Si's order for the son will always be this one word.

Soon, Xiao Si and the people who came back from Fu Ling took action. Their efficiency is very fast. In less than an hour, the mansion has been hung with white curtains, and the mourning hall has been set up. From the offering table, the table surround, the red and white worship mat, the filial pot to the spiritual person, everything is complete, even the coffin is carried. in the sanctuary. And these people were also tied with white linen around their waists.

Guan Yubai knelt respectfully in front of the filial piety basin, giving one by one to his father, mother, uncle, and all relatives and comrades in arms, burning paper money, with a pious and solemn expression, as if what he was doing was the most important thing in the world. one thing……

The fact that the official family was cleared of grievances was like a legend that not only spread throughout the capital, but also spread to the rest of the world. Their every move was watched by countless pairs of eyes. Word spread that the official family opened a mourning hall for the deceased official and general, and the old friends of the official family heard the news and came to offer incense and pay homage. Whether it was sincere, Pretentious, hypocritical, regretful... The gate of the General's Mansion is open to anyone.

Before I knew it, three days had passed, but Guan Yubai felt like yesterday.

Another official who came to express condolences was sent away. Xiao Si looked at Guan Yubai worriedly, and saw that his face was as pale as paper, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and there was a deep shadow right now, and he looked very haggard.

"Young Master, you've been kneeling for three days and three nights!" Xiao Si couldn't help but persuade, "If you go on like this, your body won't be able to bear it!" Guan Yubai almost didn't get water in these three days, and only served Nangong The heart pill given by Yue.

If it was Guan Yubai who used to be healthy, it would be nothing if he didn't eat or sleep for three days and three nights. He was still full of energy, but now he is not as good as a scholar with no strength.

Guan Yubai didn't say a word, just when Xiao Si was considering whether to stun Guan Yubai with his palm, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the mourning hall. Xiao Si looked up and saw Nangong Yue walking slowly with the Baihui Lily sisters under the guidance of a servant.

"The county master!" Xiao Si called out in a complicated way, remembering the scene that happened when he advanced to the capital for three days.

Lily seemed to know what he was thinking, and winked at him mischievously. Although the lyrics and music were made by the three girls, it was not easy for him. For that song, I practiced for so many days without saying it, and I sang my voice hoarse that day, unlike my cousin Baihui who played Xun, it was much simpler!

Guan Yubai, who was kneeling beside him, raised his head slowly, and there were some waves in his empty eyes.

Nangong Yue and him nodded slightly, and continued to move forward without squinting, until they went to the front of the spirit, offered incense, saluted, and finally walked to Guan Yubai.

"Master Guan." Nangong Yue looked at Guan Yubai, and even if he didn't take a pulse, he could see that he was seriously lacking in sleep, and was just struggling with medicine. With his fragile body like a paper man, it is probably not surprising that he will spend the next three months on the sickbed.