Zhenguan Wenzong System

Chapter 322

Time suddenly stopped at the third day of August.

Luo Yan has done his best.These days, the money spent on purchasing all kinds of rare medicinal materials alone has completely left Luo Yan's mansion with no money left.

But spending some money is also a trivial matter. After all, if you have no money, you can still earn it.

It's just that the medicinal materials have been collected for a full four months, but Luo Yan's ability can only sustain Old Master Lu until now.For three months and fifteen days, Luo Yan regarded every day as fighting for his life with God.

In fact, he has already snatched it back more than ten days longer than the system expected.However, the number of days is so long, and he can maintain it until now, and he is finally powerless.

When the hand to check the pulse was withdrawn from Lu Deming's wrist, Luo Yan was so powerless and ashamed.When meeting Lu Dunxin's expectant eyes, Luo Yan's eyes flickered a little, and then he lowered his head slowly.

I was speechless at this time.

But often some actions are more shocking, such as this time.Slowly lowering his head, Lu Dunxin's eyes turned from hopeful to disappointed.After that, all kinds of emotions melted into the slowly shed tears along with the gradually reddening eye sockets.

Words have always been like swords, and a few words can kill people's hearts.Now speechless speaks louder than words, frowning with frown.

Lu Dunxin sobbed softly.And Luo Yan looked back at Lu Deming, who was still asleep, but couldn't say anything, and couldn't move.

Perhaps it was the sound of Lu Dunxin's sobbing that woke up the old master. He slightly opened his eyes and looked at the two people standing beside his bed. A passer-by in the world. There will always be a day when you will be gone. It is not good to be the little girl for nothing. We study poetry and books, and we should know that life has a limit. Come in, you go to my study, the third row of the bookshelf. In the five grids, take the letter from the book "The Analects of Confucius."

The old master has been sleeping in bed for many days, and now his mind is so sharp when he wakes up. Doesn't Lu Dunxin know, can Luo Yan not know?At the time of dying, returning to the light, we are talking about this time.

Without delay, Luo Yan quickly got up and ran to the study.Even if there is no time to cry, who knows how long the old master can last.If he misses the last time with the old master, Luo Yan will never forgive himself until he dies.

After hastily finding the letter out of the book and checking it again, Luo Yan returned to Lu Deming's bedroom in a hurry.After Luo Yan opened the door, Lu Deming and his son were already waiting there.

Handing the letter to Lu Deming respectfully, Luo Yan knelt down on the bedside just like Lu Dunxin.

Lu Deming didn't open the letter, but nodded, and said to Luo Yan: "I wrote this letter for my teacher because I was afraid that if you were old, there would be no time to explain if you couldn't wait someday. Now that you are both by my side, This letter also lost its meaning of existence. All my life, I have been doing exegesis. There is no wealth left to my descendants, only a body of righteousness and half a house of poetry and books are passed on. Although Dun Xin is old, he is talented Yulu, but my Lu family can't cut off the inheritance because of this, so I will leave these things to you."

Regardless of Lu Dunxin who was still crying, Lu Deming continued: "Jinzhi, I have nothing to leave you, so I will give you all my life's hard work. There is a big box in the study, which is filled with my stuff." Years of studying scriptures. The teacher hopes that you can pass it on for me."

After Lu Deming finished his explanation, he looked at Luo Yan and nodded, then let go of Luo Yan's hand.He smiled again, and then slowly closed his eyes.

After a breath, two mournful cries came from the bedroom.

The obituary was written by Luo Yan himself.At the same time, Lu Dunxin also began to arrange for his servants to decorate the mansion.

Considering that Lu Deming wants to return to his roots, he will be buried in his hometown Wu County in the future, so he will only pay homage for three days in the capital, and then he will quickly arrive in Suzhou along the waterway, where he will carry out the rest of the ceremony until the funeral.

The schedule was tight, but there were preparations in advance, so there was no rush.All arrangements were carried out in an orderly manner, and at the same time, the news of Lu Deming's death quickly spread throughout Chang'an.

For Shihlin, Lu Deming is a famous big shot.For ordinary people, Lu Deming is an unknown little person who will never enter the gossip.But there was a Luo Yan mixed in here, so the little guy became a big guy in an instant.

Everyone knows that the teacher Cheng Guogong who used to make trouble before has passed away.I don't even know the name, but this thing is spreading one after another like this.Huang Zhong's destruction and abandonment of the cauldron thundered, this is a kind of sadness that emerges from the bottom of Luo Yan's heart now.

After a busy day, the encoffining has already been done.

Just waiting for the next day's auspicious time, Lu Deming will be carried into the coffin, and then sent to the mourning hall that has already been bound to welcome relatives, friends and guests.

Luo Yan has always adhered to the principle of respecting teachers and being fathers, even if Lu Dunxin asked him to go to be a best man, he did not agree.There are only two elders in this world who can truly be good to him.Lu Deming deserves to be a filial son and grandson.

It was not as lively as when Huai'an King Li Shen passed through the world.After all, Lu Deming is just a sixth-rank doctor of Guozixue. According to the court regulations, only officials with a fifth rank or above will receive the emperor's decree to lead all officials to condole after their death.Those who are above the third grade, all states and counties should also pay homage to them.

As for the fifth grade, there are too many officials like this in the world. If this is the case, the officials will be exhausted to death.

When the red clouds are dyed all over the east, a new day comes.From the gate to the courtyard, from the courtyard to the house, Lu's mansion was completely deserted, and he told everyone passing by quite calmly that there was a new funeral here.

Getting up at Mao's time, eating something in a hurry, Luo Yan came to Lu Deming's mourning hall in filial piety.Kneeling down in front of the coffin and burning a few scrolls of paper money, he kowtowed three times respectfully and knelt down to the side of the coffin.

In less than half a moment, Lu Dunxin also came over.Looking at Luo Yan who was already kneeling there, Lu Dunxin couldn't persuade him anymore, he did it carefully as Luo Yan did just now, and then knelt down opposite Luo Yan.

Lu Deming's family members are basically in the south of the Yangtze River, and now in Chang'an there are only Lu Dunxin and a group of old servants.Therefore, whether it was to support the facade or to fully recognize Luo Yan's identity, Lu Dunxin did not object to Luo Yan's doing so.

As for the bridesmaid who was originally agreed upon, he could only find a friend of Lu Dunxin to do it.

At the beginning of the morning, the Lu residence welcomed its first guest.

Kong Yingda can be said to be Lu's closest colleague.At the same time, the two served as teaching assistants in Guozixue, as bachelors in the Literature Museum, and taught Prince Li Chengqian at the same time.The friendship that has passed through the years is not something ordinary people can understand.

Kong Yingda came in with a smile.

If it was an ordinary person, Luo Yan would have punched him out long ago.But Kong Yingda is different.

"Old friend, now that you have returned to heaven and earth, I am afraid that I will go with you soon. I have known each other for many years, and I think you must have left with a smile. Also, as a scholar of my generation, you have done everything I asked for in my life. It's a good journey, I drank a few glasses of good wine at home, and I will see you off."

Although there was a smile on his mouth, his voice was so sad.After finishing speaking, Kong Yingda went to the coffin and burned a stick of incense, and then walked to Lu Dunxin and said, "If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me. Although I am a small official, old man, what about your business?" I'll do my best to help you too."

Lu Dunxin kowtowed to Kong Yingda, but was sobbing and speechless.It is enough to have such a commitment.

After comforting Lu Dunxin, Kong Yingda went to Luo Yan's side again, looked at Luo Yan's calm face, and praised with great relief: "You boy, you are really good. I am no more confident than him in what Lao Lu has learned all his life." Poor, this is the only disciple I have accepted, I have accepted more than 20, which is not as good as yours."

"Dr. Kong's absurd praise." Luo Yan also kowtowed to Kong Yingda, but didn't speak again.

Seeing the two people in the hall, one crying and the other serious, Kong Yingda nodded and went to the side to hold the place for them.

It didn't take half an hour, but all the bachelors who had stayed in the Literature Museum at the time came to express their condolences to Lu Deming.Seeing Luo Yan kneeling there, although he was a little surprised, after thinking about it, everyone was happy for Lu Deming.

The short day was spent when Lu Deming's former colleagues came to visit.

The next day, some more people came.Some are aimed at Lu Deming's literary name, some are aimed at Luo Yan's face, and some are aimed at former favors.It was bland and tasteless, Luo Yan didn't remember how many times he kowtowed to express his gratitude to the guests.

The real climax came on the third day.

Naturally, Li Shimin would not mourn for this little doctor, but as Lu Deming's student, Prince Li Chengqian had to come.

In the early morning of the third day, Luo Yan knelt before the coffin for an unknown amount of time.I just feel that from the time when the sun has not come out, there is a little light in front of the spirit, and then gradually there is some noise in the mansion.Then, when the sun filled the mourning hall with light, there was a burst of people shouting and neighing on the street. After a while, when it quieted down, there was the voice of the best man calling for His Highness the Crown Prince to come and express his condolences.

Luo Yan nodded secretly.The royal family finally did not forget this crop.

Li Chengqian is now a 15-year-old boy. With his continuous contact with the government for the past year, he has gradually accumulated a lot of majesty.Seeing them now, they are completely different from the two people who were suppressed by me to farm in Wannian County.

Walking into the mourning hall, seeing a group of people kneeling at the feet, Li Chengqian didn't let them get up first.He picked up a stick of incense, put it on the candle and lit it, then bowed three times, inserted it into the incense burner, and then turned around and sighed: "Get up."

Everyone else got up, only Lu Dunxin and Luo Yan were left kneeling in the hall.

After comforting Lu Dunxin a few words, Li Chengqian walked in front of Luo Yan: "I was taught by Cheng Guogong that day, so I knew the suffering of Shengli. I don't want you and I really talked again, but it was in front of the teacher's mourning hall."

"Everything in the past was due to Luo Yan's arrogance. It is really the teacher's luck that the crown prince can come. Luo Yan thanks again."

"Okay. Cheng Guogong, this time I was entrusted by my father to come here not only to express my condolences for the teacher. I also want to tell you that if you figure it out, you can go back." After Li Chengqian finished speaking, he did not wait for Luo Yan to answer, Then he turned and left.

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