Shocking news: The fifth-milk baby rides a ferocious beast and blows up the palace of Zha Daddy.

"Son, you died so miserably!" Mrs. Wu cried hard while holding her eldest son's body. In the end, she fainted because of her excitement.

Suddenly, the general's mansion was in chaos.

The housekeeper was busy inviting doctors and dealing with the general's funeral affairs.

However, no matter how busy he was, he was just a servant and could not make the decision on many things. Finally, he thought of Wu Yi. Something happened to the general, the old lady fainted, and he was the only person in the house who could take charge.

So, he quickly ran to Wu Yi's room and asked him to come out and take charge.

At first, Wu was shocked when he heard that his eldest brother was dead. However, he soon calmed down, and there was still a hint of joy on his face. Although he said that in the future, without the big tree of eldest brother to rely on, he would feel a lot more sad. He was a little disappointed, but as soon as he thought that he would be the sole owner of the General's Mansion in the future, he instantly became excited and said...

"Butler, don't worry, I will take care of your brother's funeral."

After saying that, he quickly climbed out of bed, freshened up, and went out to host important events in high spirits.

The housekeeper stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. He thought he had made a mistake. The general was dead. Why was the young master so happy?

Impossible, impossible, they are brothers, he must have seen it wrong.

However, the smile on the young master's face cannot be fake.

At this moment, the housekeeper felt sad for the general. He loved his brother so much during his lifetime, but his brother was so happy just after he had an accident and his body was still cold.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wu Yi called the housekeeper to the study and said seriously...

"Housekeeper, after my eldest brother dies, we in the General's Mansion will have no source of income from now on. We have to rely on ourselves for everything. Therefore, the funeral should be as simple as possible. Save as much as possible. The coffin should be thinner. There will be no one buried in the ground anyway. see."

"As for asking the monks to recite the Purana Sutra, there is no need to do that."

The butler's forehead was constantly sweating. No one could do this for the young master. However, he was a humble servant and had no right to speak. He could only bend down and nod fiercely, saying: "Yes, I will follow the young master's instructions." Let’s do it.”

He thought to himself that when he bought a coffin later, he would buy a slightly better one. Anyway, the young master was not present, so he didn't know how much money he spent.

However, Wu Yi seemed to know what he was thinking, and then said...

"If I, the young master, find out that you buy more than you expected, and the amount is deducted from your monthly account. If the monthly amount is not enough, I will sell you and get the money back."

Butler: "...I don't dare."

Wu Yi snorted coldly and said: "Humph, it's best not to dare, why don't you go to work quickly?"

The housekeeper did not leave, but asked cautiously: "Master, the general's neck is almost broken. Do you want to ask someone to sew his neck back?"

"I heard this, my slave. My neck is broken. If I go to the underworld and I can't see the way, I will be bullied by other evil spirits."

Wu Yi glared and said impatiently...

"Butler, why are you as superstitious as my mother? How can there be any underworld in this world? It's all nonsense. Go get something done quickly."

"Okay." The young master refused to do anything for the general. The old lady was seriously ill again. He couldn't tell her such a thing. The housekeeper had no choice but to sell the thinnest coffin and put the general's body in it.

However, halfway through the funeral, because the coffin was too thin and the body was too heavy, the bottom of the coffin fell out and the body rolled down on the street...

And what's even weirder is that on the way, the general's head and body actually split into two, the body fell to the ground, and the head rolled to the side of the road.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

Damn it, what happened?

Why did the general's body fall from the coffin?

And why did the general's head fall off?

Before, they had only heard that the general was killed by Guard Fan in the prison. They did not say that the general's head was chopped off. What happened?

The people standing on both sides watching the excitement suddenly started talking...

"Wow, what happened? Why did the general's body fall out? And why is his head broken?"

"Yeah, what's going on?"

"I don't know what happened to the head, but the quality of the coffin is too poor at first glance. It fell to the bottom. Look at the bottom of the coffin on the ground. It is as thin as a piece of paper. Even if a poor person is holding a funeral, if he is not poor, If you can’t open the pot, you won’t buy this kind of rubbish coffin.” A knowledgeable person in the crowd said.

When everyone heard this, they immediately went crazy...

"The General's Mansion is so rich? How could it buy this kind of coffin?"

"Needless to say, Wu Yi, the second generation ancestor, must have done the evil thing. No one except him can do such a sinful thing."

"The general was so kind to him when he was alive, how could he treat the general like this?"

"If there is a cause, there will be an effect. If the general hadn't allowed him to do evil things so much during his lifetime, he wouldn't have had this fate after his death. In my opinion, the general deserves it."

"Yes, yes, you're right, the general deserves it."

The housekeeper who was following the funeral procession was dumbfounded when he heard a servant come to report that the general's body had fallen on the street with his head broken.

At this moment, he felt extremely regretful. If he had known that this would happen, he should not have listened to the young master. In order to save a little money, he made the general uneasy after his death and became a joke among the common people.

What a sin.

"General, General." He didn't care so much anymore. He rushed forward, hugged the general's head and cried loudly...

"General, it's my servant who feels sorry for you and allowed you to commit such a crime."

At this time, Wu Yi was holding the portrait of his eldest brother and walking at the front of the funeral procession. He heard the people cursing him. He wanted to get angry, but his dog-headed military advisor persuaded him, saying that on such an important day, Working with the common people alarmed the emperor and was detrimental to them.

Wu Yiyi was right, but he was really not willing to bear this bad reputation, so he rolled his eyes a few times and immediately thought of a good way to shirk the blame.

He handed the portrait of his eldest brother to the dog-headed military advisor, and then walked up to the housekeeper aggressively. Without saying a word, he kicked him hard and cursed...

"You bitch slave, I trust you so much that I gave you thousands of taels of silver to buy a coffin for my brother. You actually enriched your own pockets and bought a coffin made of paper and coffins. Brother, are you too evil?"

He cursed and punched and kicked the housekeeper.

The housekeeper held the general's head tightly in his arms, crying...

"Master, don't fight, don't fight. The general's head is still in the slave's arms, ah wu wu wu..."

Damn young master, for the general's funeral, he actually only gave him ten taels of silver, but he actually said that he would be given a thousand taels of silver to buy a coffin. It's a shame he could say such a thing.