Chapter 1589 Be loyal to the princess and never betray

Qi Jingsheng lost his father and mother in his early years, and later he and his grandmother depended on each other.

Now his grandmother has also left him, and his thin body is carrying great sorrow as he stands at the door of the mourning hall.

Whenever a friend came to express condolences, he would bow deeply.

The eyes that had regained their sight were already red from crying, but they were not as dull as before.

Qi Jingsheng had imagined countless times that his eyes would get better one day.

But he never imagined that it would be such a situation.

Aunt Luzhu's body was placed in the largest hall in Yizhuang on the outskirts of the city.

At this time, a group of men wearing white linen clothes walked in, about twenty of them.

Some of them held suonas and drums, while others carried white mourning flags.

The leading man's face was solemn, and he saluted Qi Jingsheng with clasped fists.

Then he said calmly: "We are the people sent by Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Twelfth Prince to take care of the funeral affairs of Aunt Luzhu."

In the morning, Gu Nuoer had already asked someone to go to the mourning hall and handed Qi Jingsheng five hundred taels of silver.

Qi Jingsheng also heard that the princess was in an emergency, and now she had no time available, and would not be able to return to the capital for a long time.

He had no complaints, but felt a slight sense of guilt in his heart.

Not only did he not help the princess to share her worries, he also made Her Royal Highness worry about him.

Looking at the people sent by the princess and the twelfth prince, Qi Jingsheng's eyes were sour and wet.

He said in a hoarse voice: "My lords, please come in."

Qi Jingsheng knew very well that he was still young and it would be unrealistic for him to support the coffin and carry the coffin by himself on the day of his grandmother's funeral and burial.

As Luzhu's only grandson, he must hold her memorial tablet and walk at the forefront.

The man shook his head: "My lord, I don't dare to act like this. Mr. Qi just treats us as ordinary guards."

After speaking, he turned around and waved, and everyone he brought with him performed their duties.

With Gu Nuoer's advice and Gu Ziyan's arrangements.

Aunt Luzhu was buried with dignity and scenery.

On the day of burial, Qi Jingsheng walked in front holding the coffin. The four strong men carrying the coffin all looked solemn and solemn.

White flags and flags were swaying, paper money was being thrown, and there were constant cries along the way, and occasionally there were suonas, gongs and drums, and sad lamentations.

The momentum was so great that passers-by thought it was someone from a high-ranking family attending a funeral.

Qi Jingsheng didn't shed a single tear.

He just held the tablet with red eyes until he reached the mountain.

That was also a treasure place that Gu Ziyan sent people to select.

Facing the rushing Jianjiang River and backed by rolling mountains.

Qi Jingsheng watched them put the coffin into the pit, and he also put a complete box of cakes in with his own hands.

My grandmother said before her death that she wanted to try Qi Jingsheng's craftsmanship, but she never expected that she would never get the chance.

After the soil was filled and the tombstone was erected, Qi Jingsheng knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed three times.

"Grandma, Jingsheng can only send you here. A hundred years later, I will go to Huangquan and be your filial grandson."

"Don't worry, I will always keep your advice in mind. I will be loyal to the princess and will never betray you."

After saying that, he kowtowed again.

After Qi Jingsheng stood up, he bowed deeply to everyone who helped him this time.

"I have no chance to meet His Highness the Twelfth Prince, so please convey my gratitude to you. I, Qi Jingsheng, will definitely repay this kindness!"

Everyone nodded and sighed: "My condolences."

The drizzle falls on the cold mountains in late autumn.

And the darkness in Qi Jingsheng's eyes was calmer, clearer, and glossier than before.

The young and immature boy seemed to grow up overnight.

A strong gust of wind blew by.
Chapter completed!