Chapter 55 Funeral (1)
cemetery
This country's cemetery can only be moved in by those who sacrificed their lives for the country. On weekdays, there are no crowds in the cemetery, but there are also many people. Five days passed in a hurry. Today, there is a silence, and the cemetery is temporarily blocked for an hour.
Fifty soldiers in straight military uniforms lined up, standing still, and there was a funeral procession of hundreds of people. One of them was wearing a dress, which was a court uniform, and it seemed that time had gone back hundreds of years ago.
This is the envoy of the Marquis of Lu, reading the enthronement.
Lu Hou Ling said: "Praise for virtue and reward for merit. It is a common meaning of ancient and modern times. The imperial guards are thousands of households, the colonel Jijiang, the hardworking country, and the righteousness of the duties, and the gifts should be added. To safeguard the Youquan, you can give them to Lieutenant General of the Tiger."
This fate is woven in silk, with a red base and yellow character, covered with the seal of Lu Hou, and finally the semi-seal of the imperial court.
No matter how much thought the people present had, at this moment, they were unconsciously left behind. When the ritual vessels sounded, everyone responded, bowed, or saluted.
Especially for soldiers, the ceremonial guards are not decorated, but they have a unique sense of strength. At this time, they all raise their guns and shoot at the sky with a "bang".
At this moment, the sarcasm gradually became deeper and turned several times.
"Clang!" Finally, the officer raised his sword, pointed to the sky with the tip of the knife, and shone forward from the tip of the knife, making the tombstone with golden words.
"Etiquette!"
The colonel's grand funeral ended, and the big shots gradually retreated, leaving only a few officers.
A middle-aged colonel with a stiff expression and a firm face. He didn't say anything and said to the attendant: "Give me a glass of wine."
The attendant seemed to have prepared a long time ago. He took the wine bottle and poured a glass of red wine. This is a kind of wine that soldiers love to drink, and the taste is much stronger than what is sold in the hotel.
"I haven't been able to fall asleep well for a few days after hearing this news." The colonel said, "Sometimes when I look out the window and see the familiar guards, it seems that you are about to come to the door."
"But it is the duty of a soldier to die in battle. If you go, there is another fewer general in the Marquis of Lu."
"In the past, you said you were a magician and refused to drink. Today, I have to toast you!" As the colonel said that, for a second, his will collapsed, and sadness and regret were clearly reflected on his face. Then, his expression immediately recovered, and he slowly sprinkled the red wine in front of the tombstone.
Then, he held the wine tightly and looked at the attendant.
The attendant poured him another glass, then the colonel drank it all in one gulp, threw the glass, and asked a question: "How to deal with the will of Lieutenant General Tiger?"
The attendant answered this question: "The inheritance of General Tiger is handled according to the will, but his house has many secrets, which have been recycled and processed."
"His son Jilun was originally a sorcerer and was awarded the rank of lieutenant."
When the colonel heard this, he did not reveal any feelings. He was silent for a few minutes and said, "Without my order, no one of you is allowed to interfere in this matter. Do you understand what I mean?"
"yes!"
After saying that, the colonel stood up, and everyone else stood up.
Ji Jiang's affairs ended like this.
Seeing the colonel go away, Jiang Shan, who is equipped with the rank of lieutenant, suddenly smashed his hand on a tree, leaving blood marks: "Why, how can he be? The colonel has been living and dying for this empire all his life."
This is naturally about Ji Lun.
A major didn't say anything, looked silently and then said for a long time: "After all, he is sorry for his children."
"But this is his father, no matter what, he must come. Moreover, only with a country can he have a family."
"Even if his feet are inconvenient, he can push it in a wheelchair."
After another silence, the major commanded: "I know the colonel treats you like your son, but no matter what, this person inherits the colonel's blood and strength, even..."
"You have to protect it, just like protecting the colonel."
Jiang Shan saluted: "Yes!"
But when the major left, Jiang Shan punched the tree with another punch, and blood flowed down.
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Ji Lun squinted his eyes and walked out of the gate of the ground floor of the hospital. Dr. Huang, Nurse Fei, and nurse Lao Zhang both came out to see him off. Dr. Huang told Ji Lun about something. It turned out that the driver who was entitled to his father Ji Jiang was said to have returned to the military to report his work, and the car drove away, and was about to withdraw.
Nurse Fei whispered: "Xiaolang must be mentally prepared. The military may... not maintain the original treatment of Ji's mansion."
"Yeah." Ji Lun responded casually and looked behind him: "Where is my sister?"
"Xiaolang, come here-"
The waiter Miao Qingyun shouted in the car outside the big yard. She was still there. He called Ji Lun over, and Ji Lun saw Ji Xiangsi in the wheelchair. The girl's eyes were red. I wonder if she had ever cried, but the atmosphere was a little wrong.
Ji Lun couldn't help but look at Miao Qingyun: "Have you said everything?"
Miao Qingyun nodded.
"Don't blame Aunt Qingyun, I asked... She couldn't explain why her mother didn't pick us up in person. After asking, she couldn't make up the details of her mother's life this year..." Ji Xiangsi stopped and choked: "Brother, we don't have a mother anymore..."
Ji Lun opened his mouth and wanted to say something sorry. He came late and couldn't even say it. The sadness of his relatives can impact his mental defenses more than his own sadness.
"We are the only one left in this house..." The girl turned the rims and stopped in front of Ji Lun. She looked up and said, "Let's go to my mother's grave in the afternoon... You can push me, okay?"
Ji Lun looked at her and nodded: "Okay."
The two of them tacitly didn't mention their father Ji Jiang, as if they were gone... It was indeed nothing. Ji Lun was not sure how much his sister knew, but she must not know the story that happened in it. One afternoon in the future, Ji Lun could tell her slowly - after confirming that she could bear it.
Before getting on the bus, Dr. Huang called Ji Lun and said sincerely: "Your Aunt Fei just said that your father, Colonel Ji, was honest and selfless during his lifetime, and offended a group of people. They couldn't do anything to the colonel. Now that the colonel is gone, there will be a villain who will be the treatment of your martyrs and orphans... But Ji Lun, remember that what you can have is not only darkness, but the shadow is sunshine. The world is big and there will always be people with the same ideals."
Ji Lun listened quietly and nodded: "Thank you, Dr. Huang... You are right."
After getting into the car, Ji Xiangsi turned her head and showed a puzzled look. She heard her younger brother say softly: "But that kind of person is not me."
"Hmm? What's wrong with my brother?"
"It's okay, Sister Qingyun, drive."
The car drove down the mountain and passed through the intersection of the town, and found that it was not going to the colonel's mansion, but a house his father bought for his mother before.
There is no telecommunications traffic light at the intersection, and the design and planning failed to catch up with the population, resulting in some crowded and traffic jams during commuting hours. The black-skin traffic police waiting for the intersection were in command. Ji Lun felt that this was probably the original red light.
Miao Qingyun in the driver's seat explained: "This is... Shortly after you entered the hospital, the colonel and his wife had a fight. After they separated, the wife obtained the allocated house in the school's teaching staff system. The area is quite large, two-story small building with a small garden, but the clear water room was paid for the simple decoration and added furniture, which was enough for the family of three, but the staff was not enough. After she passed away, she transferred to Xiangsi's name - you are the sister."
Ji Lun had no objection to this and only looked at one street: "Where is his house? There is one on his will, or did I remember it wrong?"
"Xiao Lang also has a set of inheritance, but the location has changed. It is not the original colonel's mansion... but the private house bought by the adults with their savings. They did not put furniture and are still being relocated. The military sent a team of soldiers to help. Now the old house is still blocked and not allowed to enter. The new house is moving into furniture, which takes about half a day."
Ji Lun is sensitive to power and pays attention to the "military blockade". It is directly translated into "destroying evidence" in his mind. It is obvious that the experiments his father was conducting are not only the Holy Infant Son, but also some of the results and contents are taken back by the military... There is no emotion in this regard, and those contents are not important.
There is only one true masterpiece of my father, that is, himself.
"Let's go to your mother first...oh, go to Xiangsi's residence to rest for a while. You settle down and then go to the new house to take a look." Miao Qingyun said.
Both brothers and sisters are in trouble.
At noon, Miao Qingyun took the siblings to see Xinji Mansion again. There was indeed a team of soldiers who helped to move furniture and placed it in the room as directed by a female servant. She only heard her say: "These are lady furniture. She lives in this room on the first floor, be careful not to touch the paint..."
The voice was a bit continual, but the logic was clear. Ji Lun didn't know this young girl. After a little observation, he also had the neat military style of Sister Qingyun. So he roughly understood that he turned to look at his new house. The second floor was twice as big as his mother's apartment.
The area of the new home should be much smaller than the previous colonel's mansion, and it is not luxurious. It is probably worthy of the master's level... It is obvious that Colonel Ji Jiang is too honest and does not know how to make money. With the spoils in his life, he is just like this.
In fact, Ji Lun was sure that as long as he had his mother's inheritance, he could earn his father's savings in three years... he would rather talk about it as relaxed.
"Actually, there are still some good things left by your father." Miao Qingyun coughed lightly and introduced some gorgeous decorations in various styles in various countries, including blood-soaked things, double-tube golden pistols, silver swords, and a strange long blood-colored fangs... which attracted the interest of the siblings.
Ji Lun checked the double-tube golden pistol. Unfortunately it was gilded. Then he took apart the structure and saw that it was a real thing. This was not a pure work of art. The magazine was also filled with pistol bullets, but it was engraved with various strange patterns. He thought that the firearms in this world seemed to have gone astray... He handed them to his sister casually: "I regret that there are no gold bullets, ordinary pistol bullets, and there is little recoil. Girls are good at self-defense."
Chapter completed!