Cold general's little work

Chapter 39 Su Heng, Your "Good Days" Have Just Begun

Butler Li waited anxiously at the gate of the General's Mansion.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the General's Mansion, and Steward Li hurried up to greet him: "General, Mr. Su."

Su Le'an lifted the curtain of the carriage, and handed Xiao En to the housekeeper: "Make a good coffin."

Butler Li hugged Xiao En, weeping and staggering, this was the child he had grown up with since he was a child.

Su Heng took Zhou Mohuai's arm and entered the general's mansion. I really don't know what they have to be sad about, but they are just guards, and they die as soon as they die.

Duan Yan and Cao Langrui got out of the carriage and wanted to comfort them, but seeing Su Le'an's expression, neither of them dared to speak.

Under the moonlight, Su Le'an's body was icy cold.

"An'an, let's go back first, don't be too sad." Cao Langrui comforted me worriedly.

Duan Yan looked at Su Le'an's back, sighed, turned around and left, no matter how much he said, it would be useless to describe it in an exaggerated sentence, the sky full of gods and Buddhas came, and he couldn't keep Su Heng and Zhou Mohuai. The only thing he could do was Keep him safe at critical moments.

Butler Li gently placed Xiao En on the straw mat that had just been prepared: "This kid has always been obedient. He dared not say anything the general said. He followed the general to fight the enemy when he was a teenager. I didn't expect him to escape the battlefield." The cold arrow, but can't escape the intrigue."

Su Le'an entered the room and sat on the bed with a blank expression. Those who treat him sincerely will end badly. He knows it, but he still tries. Why doesn't he have a long memory? Why does he yearn for things that shouldn't exist? .

Su Le'an covered his face. As a human being in two lives, he just wanted to have a family. Someone treats him sincerely. Why is it so difficult? People who treat him a little bit have ulterior motives, worry too much, or use him, okay? It is easy to have someone who is sincere to him, but dies.

In the dark room, Su Le'an wept softly.

Sitting in the study, Zhou Mohuai's eyes were red, he regretted it, Xiao En grew up with him, and because of a moment of anger, he pushed him to a dead end.

Su Heng was lying on the bed with a smile on his face. The emperor personally decreed that in two days, he would be the justifiable general's wife, and he had the final say on the entire general's mansion.

I thought it would take a lot of work, but I didn't expect that with the death of a guard, everything would be resolved.

Steward Li ordered someone to order a good coffin overnight, changed Xiao En into clean clothes, and wiped his body.

Su Le'an stood watching from a distance with her hair covered and obscene clothes. Every wound on Xiao En's body was like a knife piercing his heart, causing him pain.

Zhou Mohuai stood in front of the study window and looked at Xiao En through the moonlight. Su Le'an was just a killer. Xiao En liked him. He made him perfect. Why was he angry? Why did he become like this today? He didn't think Su Le'an would have With such a good heart, let him marry Su Heng as his equal wife.

next day

Su Le'an got up and put on white clothes and stood in the yard. The emperor issued a decree to confer a marriage just now, but the decree clearly stated that even if Zhou Mohuai marries a common wife, he must follow the rules of taking concubines.

That is to say, they can't worship the heaven and the earth, and they can't entertain guests and friends. When the day comes, Su Heng washes up and waits for the gift to be considered complete.

Su Heng's eyes were swollen from crying when he learned about it. He never thought that it would be like this. He couldn't visit the church, he couldn't have a banquet. Isn't this just taking a concubine? No, it's not even as good as taking a concubine.

Zhou Mohuai didn't say much, Su Le'an was married to Mingmei, and he didn't even pay homage, let alone Su Heng.

"Hang the funeral banner." Su Le'an stood in the courtyard and said hoarsely.

Butler Li was stunned: "Ma'am, this is unreasonable. Tomorrow is the day when Mr. Su will enter the house. Doing so will anger the general. Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent for a dead guard to hold a sacrifice."

Su Le'an looked at Butler Li with cold eyes.

"Yes, ma'am, this old slave will do it right away." Butler Li hurriedly ordered his servants to go to the street to buy funeral banners.

Su Heng was trembling with anger, Su Le'an was deliberately finding fault, this time it was Xiao En who died, and next time it would be him.

Zhou Mohuai felt that Su Le'an had gone too far. Although he was ashamed of Xiao En, he was no more than a guard, and he wanted to hold a sacrificial ceremony. It was a joke in the capital after dinner.

Xiao En's coffin was placed in the yard, and mourning flags were hung in the General's Mansion. People who didn't know thought Zhou Mohuai was dead. Many officials in the capital sent people to inquire, but it turned out that only a guard died. I can't figure it out, is Mo Huai crazy this week?

The front of the General's Mansion was very lively, of course not because of marrying Su Heng, but because Su Le'an invited all the funeral teams in the capital to beat gongs and drums and blow trumpets.

Su Le'an sat on the high wall, dangling his legs, because the money given was a lot and it was the general's residence, so the funeral team didn't dare to be vague.

Butler Li was so loud that he could only plug his ears with cotton, and he didn't know what Madam was going to do. Today is the day when Mr. Su enters the door, and it's a marriage bestowed by the emperor. There are funeral banners in the courtyard, and the funeral procession is crowded into the street.

After Long An learned about it, he rubbed the center of his brows. He was already very grateful that Su Le'an didn't come to see him in the middle of the night.

"Pass the decree, let the musicians in the palace also go." Long An leaned on the chair, what kind of crime was this: "Ah, yes, go with the trumpet." If you go with the piano, you will not be hacked by Su Le'an Head off.

Long An's personal eunuch led the order, took the musicians in the palace, and went to the general's mansion with a trumpet.

It was lively enough, but it turned out to be professional.

Zhou Mohuai also couldn't figure out what the emperor was doing to join in the fun. He thought the General's Mansion was not chaotic enough.

Duan Yan thought for a while, since the fire is burning, why not just add more firewood, the emperor has joined in the fun, so he is not bad.

So in front of the general's mansion, there was a group of people wearing sackcloth and filial piety, and those crying were miserable.

Su Le'an frowned, who is this? His father died, and he couldn't even cry out the heart-piercing feeling.

The butler slapped his forehead, he shouldn't have allowed his wife to mess around in the first place.

Zhou Mohuai stood in the yard with his hands behind his back, looking at Xiao En in the coffin, the emperor didn't get this kind of treatment when he died...

The emperor took the lead, and the other ministers had to follow. Some even thought that Zhou Mohuai was the one who died. Maybe his servant had misunderstood. Zhou Mohuai made great military exploits at a young age, and now he died young, which is a pity.

The official position was small, and he wanted to curry favor. When he learned that Zhou Mohuai was dead, he took his wife and children to the general's mansion, knelt in front of the coffin, and wept one by one.

Zhou Mohuai went back to the study directly. He knew that Su Le'an could make trouble, but he never expected that the death of a guard could shake the entire capital. Su Le'an's strength was so great, beyond his imagination.

The minister who was kneeling and crying didn't understand what was going on, anyway, it was always right to cry.

Duan Yan stood beside Su Le'an in white clothes: "But I'm still satisfied."

"It's fine." Su Le'an said lightly.

Su Heng was sitting on the bed in a red wedding dress, his eyes were swollen from crying, today was his big day, it was only once in his life, and that bitch Su Le'an messed it up.

It's not easy for Zhou Mohuai to comfort him, he can't even get over his headache, so he wants to see how Su Le'an ends up.

Su Heng couldn't bear it anymore, a scholar can't be humiliated.

Su Le'an saw that Su Heng was standing in the courtyard in a bright red wedding dress, and the others looked at Su Heng. This man is really courageous, what if he is tired of work.

"Su Le'an." Su Heng stretched his neck and shouted, almost using all his strength.

Su Le'an stood on the high wall and looked down at Su Heng. Didn't he want to marry Zhou Mohuai? He fulfilled him, why didn't he look happy at all.

Duan Yan's hand stopped Su Le'an's waist and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it won't end well if the trouble continues."

"Then it won't end." Su Le'an arrived as a matter of course.

"..." Duan Yan was speechless, this really looks like Su Le'an's style.

Su Heng pulled the mourning banners in the mansion like crazy, and then kicked over the brazier. Some people saw that Su Heng was so crazy, and thought it was Zhou Mohuai's death, and they were stimulated.

Su Le'an went down the high wall and walked towards Su Heng: "Mr. Su, as long as you promise me that when Xiao En emerges from the spirit, you will wear hemp and mourning and fill up the soil for him, and I will withdraw the people from outside to fulfill your wedding today."

Didn't Su Le'an regard Su Heng as Xiao En's family, and there was nothing wrong with letting the murderer wear hemp and filial piety and fill the soil. Of course, this does not mean that he forgave Xiao En. Forgiving is God's business. What he has to do is to see Xiao En God.

Su Heng gritted his teeth: "Xiao En's death was his own fault, it has nothing to do with me."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense to me." Su Le'an's patience has a limit.

Su Heng has no other choice but to agree, at least agree first, and when the ceremony is completed, he is begging the general, but he doesn't believe that the general will let his wife wear hemp and mourning for a guard and fill the soil.

"Okay, I promise you." Su Heng gripped the corner of his clothes tightly, he wished he could eat Su Le'an alive.

Su Le'an stood beside Duan Yan: "Let them go."

Duan Yan looked at the street full of people and felt a headache. This mess was thrown to him, no wonder he didn't think about how to end it...

Zhou Mohuai heard that the voice gradually became quieter. After about two hours, the General's Mansion was much cleaner.

Su Le'an supported the coffin with his hands, and looked at Xiao En in the coffin quietly: "We will see each other again in a few decades." As he spoke, he slapped the coffin lid with his palm.

Butler Li still couldn't help crying.

Zhou Mohuai stood at the door of the study and watched, Su Le'an, has this been enough? Is this matter over...

Su Heng went back to the house and sat on the bed, waiting nervously for Zhou Mohuai. As long as he shared the same room, he would be Zhou Mohuai's man.

Su Le'an patted Duan Yan's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Tie Su Heng to the cabinet in the main house, and don't let him make any noise."

Duan Yan already knew that this matter would not end easily, it was impossible for him to let Su Heng and Zhou Mohuai go...