It’s the familiar sense of time travel again, and there’s nothing much to describe.
The whole hall was filled with cries, making the scene in front of Feng Linwen real.
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he was following a group of people, and Dai Xiao was kneeling in front of the mourning hall.
There are seven coffins in total, one in front and six in back, placed in the center of the mourning hall.
Feng Linmo was a little confused.
The number of times he has traveled through time is quite high, and the moment he appears is the mourning hall, which is a bit new.
He lowered his head and remained silent, but secretly looked around.
With just a little more careful observation, Feng Linwen already knew what the current situation was.
"Northern Song Dynasty, the Yang family? Now after the bloody battle at Jinshatan Beach, the Yang family's seven sons left and six returned. The whole family was loyal and loyal, and almost all of them died on the battlefield?" Feng Linmo remembered that the so-called Eight Immortals were completely concluded, that is, in the middle of the Northern Song Dynasty, Tieguai Li summoned the Eight Immortals to gather at Stalagmite Mountain. In this way, the addition of another Yang family in Tianbo Mansion is suitable for the occasion.
"There are seven coffins in total. It seems that although Yang Silang and Yang Wulang are just missing, the widows here are probably thinking that they are dead. This... is not in line with common sense!" Feng Linwen did not think about his current situation. identity of.
There is no need to think about Yang Liulang, the only one left alive at the moment.
He was so far away from the seven coffins, and it seemed that he was not a serious young man.
It would be fine if he was a member of a side branch, but he must not be a slave born from some family.
Nowadays, there is no such thing as servant drama, not to mention that the Yang family is full, the young lady has not grown up yet, and the rest are widows, it is not easy to start the servant drama!
What's more, even if a man does something and doesn't do something, Feng Linwen still has integrity.
"The imperial edict has arrived!" A sharp voice interrupted the crying in the mourning hall.
The leader, She Saihua, led the house full of widows, turned around, followed the sharp voice, went out, and knelt at the door of Tianbo Mansion.
"The Yang family has been loyal to the country and is full of loyalty. They are specially given a plaque, a thousand taels of gold, and a hundred pieces of silk..."
The eunuch stood at the door of Tianbo Mansion with an expressionless face, thinking about the reward given by the official, but did not take a step into the Yang Family Mansion at all.
Boxes of rewards were placed at the door of Tianbo Mansion, echoing the coffins in the mansion, which seemed ironic.
Feng Linwen gradually felt something different.
"Although the fourth and fifth sons were just missing, Mrs. She directly paid their condolences. Although the Emperor of the Song Dynasty arranged for people to come to express condolences and rewards, he did not show up in person, let alone return from serious injuries and has not yet awakened. Yang Liulang, has any arrangements. It seems that the atmosphere in this court is very strange!" Zhiwei saw that Feng Linye had experienced the political sense of several worlds, and he had already felt the current influence of the Yang family in Tianbo Mansion. Precarious.
"Although the Yang family was almost wiped out, heroes were judged based on success or failure in the war, not on which family had more people killed. In the battle between the Song Dynasty and the Liao Kingdom, the Song Dynasty was defeated after all. At this time, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty... ··Even today, someone needs to be found to take the blame. Yang Ye, who is already dead, must be the best choice. And similarly, if this blame falls on Yang Ye's head, as Yang Ye Now the political future of Yang Liulang, the 'only' son left, is completely ruined..."
"So, She Saihua did not hesitate to place coffins for her two missing sons, causing an extremely tragic effect. She also wanted to take advantage of public opinion, and at the same time torture the conscience of the civil and military officials of the court. She wanted to keep the only one who had returned now. That son."
"From all indications, this world is more inclined to the setting in the Yang family's romance and does not follow the real history. But... who can tell this kind of thing clearly? Which one is true and which one is false? I don’t understand...”
She Saihua took over the imperial edict and sent away the eunuch who delivered it.
Then he turned around without saying a word, and then said: "Yang An! Arrange for people to send all the gold, silver and cloth rewarded by the officials to their respective homes according to the list of fallen soldiers as usual! It's our Yang family ···I’m sorry for them, but I can’t bring their sons, husbands, and fathers back.”
She Saihua's move immediately moved the soldiers around her who were also wearing sackcloth and mourning, and who were wounded and sick.
Feng Linmo looked at it and felt that although She Saihua was decisive, she was not profound or sophisticated enough.
"Although doing this won the support of some soldiers and some good reputations among the people, it further insulted the current Emperor of the Song Dynasty. Shen Wansan rewarded the three armies on behalf of Zhu Yuanzhang. That is really not a good thing. Of course... Now is the Song Dynasty, whether I was sent to the historical Song Dynasty, or the Song Dynasty evolved in a certain romance, or simply a Song Dynasty reshaped by the Eight Immortals. Of course, Shen Wansan is a figure who has not appeared far away. However, in the Song Dynasty, There was Yang Ye before him and Yue Fei after him. Although they were both said to be harmed by traitors, in fact, it was the emperor who wanted them dead. Without the emperor's connivance, how could the traitors dare to be so rampant even if they held a certain amount of authority? "
"Coercing public opinion into thinking that self-protection is the right thing to do, but the direction is wrong!" Feng Linwen shook his head.
"Yang Ping! What are you doing? Why don't you come over to help?" He greeted, interrupting Feng Linwen's thoughts.
Only then did Feng Linmo realize that he was actually called 'Yang Ping'.
"Damn! With a name like this, it seems like a servant or a domestic servant's job. I'm afraid the young master on the side will never think about it." Feng Linwen felt a little melancholy and felt that he was being targeted.
"Am I going to face this kind of unfair treatment just because I'm handsome?"
When Feng Linwen was deep in thought, he pressed hard on his shoulder.
"Yang Ping! Be smart. This is an extraordinary period. The whole house is tense. If you make a mistake and are kicked out of the house, it depends on you!" The person who greeted Feng Linwen was the one She Saihua had given orders to before. Yang An.
The young men of the Yang family were all transferred away before and accompanied the Yang family and his son on the battlefield.
In the past, the servants of the Jiangmen were also called Buqu, and they were all capable of fighting. They did not just clean the house and do some dirty and menial work.
So although Yang An looks young, he already has to assume the responsibility of the housekeeper.
However, Feng Linwen was also awakened by Yang An's slap: "No! No! The Yang family's affairs have nothing to do with me. But the way of the Eight Immortals is to integrate with the people. Men, women, old and young, rich and poor, each have their own. I want to If you want to become the ninth person, you must have a brand new identity that matches it, coming from the crowd and going to the crowd. As a servant, you must belong to the "cheap" category. The orientations overlap. This hat It has to be taken off.”
Thinking of this, Feng Linwen waited quietly and worked silently.
It was late at night and then I walked alone to the Yang Mansion Ancestral Temple.
Sure enough, although there were constant wails and bright lights in the mourning hall, as the only male in the family, Yang Liulang was kneeling in the ancestral hall with a dull expression even though he was seriously injured.
They claimed that he was seriously injured and in a coma, and that his life was in danger at any time. They were trying to protect him.
"Sixth Master!" Feng Linwen walked to the door and greeted inside.
The two servants guarding the door closed their eyes, fell to the ground and dozed off.
