Forced to marry, I picked up a young powerful official

Chapter 261: Not Like a Funeral

Shen Nankui thought for a moment and said, "Although Jin Feishuang is also a member of the Jianghu, she also hates those despicable people who harm innocent people. She should not refuse."

Gu Yichuan was not a coy person. Hearing this, he stood up and said, "In that case, I will go and arrange the affairs of Taoyuan Town. I'll trouble you with Nankui and Jin Feishuang."

Shen Nankui glanced at him and said, "What trouble is there between husband and wife?"

Gu Yichuan took her hand and held it, smiling and saying, "Anyway, it's my blessing to have you by my side to help me with my plans."

Shen Nankui smiled and looked at him, "Then you must cherish it well."

"Of course."

Gu Yichuan held her hand tightly, then let go of her, "Then I'll go first."

Shen Nankui asked: "You're not eating at home?"

Gu Yichuan shook his head, "No more eating. The sooner the remnants of Feiyingzhai are caught, the sooner the people of Yongzhou can have peace."

……

Two days later.

The weather in mid-March is the most beautiful, with the sun shining brightly every day and a warm scene everywhere.

But today, Taoyuan Town is shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.

Aunt Geng is dead.

She had passed away the night before, but as no one was at home, her body lay on the bed all night until it was discovered the next morning by Jian Ying, who came to boil medicine for her.

She died, but her only son could not be with her.

When the folks in the town heard the news, they seemed to be taboo about something. Almost every family closed their doors. Not to mention helping with the funeral, no one even came to pay their respects.

It was because Jian Ying, remembering the kindness Aunt Geng had shown her, bought a coffin and hired someone to bury her, that Aunt Geng did not end up with no one to collect her body.

Today was the day of the burial, but the funeral was extremely deserted. No one was in mourning, no one was crying, and even the four people carrying the coffin looked reluctant, walking in silence with gloomy faces.

Jian Ying followed the few people, scattering paper money along the way.

This really didn't feel like a funeral.

The silence of the crowd even made the scene seem even more eerie.

The villagers stayed indoors and there was not a single person on the streets of Taoyuan Town. Soon, the funeral procession left the town and arrived near the Geng family's ancestral tomb.

No one arranged the funeral for Aunt Geng, and Jian Ying was a young woman who didn't understand anything, so the grave for the coffin was not dug in advance, and the four of them had to dig it now.

After a while, a man waved a shovel and cursed: "This is really not a job for humans. If I had known who would die, I would not have come!"

"That's right, that beast is not a human being. He didn't even come back to see his mother when she died!"

"Who said it wasn't? We are so unlucky."

"Just think of it as a good deed."

Several people were working while cursing. Jian Ying couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted with a frown, "Everyone, the dead are the greatest, let's not say these things."

One of them snorted coldly, "You have good intentions, but you are a widow with a child, and you are not afraid of getting yourself into trouble. That beast is inhumane. You are kind enough to help bury his mother today, but who knows if he will bite back and say that you killed Aunt Geng?"

Jian Ying's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "I have a clear conscience."

After a long time, the grave pit was dug, and the four men carried the coffin into it, filled it with soil, and piled it into a mound. They then erected a tombstone, and their work was done.

Jian Ying settled the wages, and the four of them left in a hurry without staying a moment longer.

Jian Ying couldn't blame them for what they did. She took out the prepared incense, candles and offerings, placed them one by one in front of the grave, and slowly burned the paper.

Seeing the desolate scene after Aunt Geng's death, she couldn't help feeling sad. While burning paper, she wiped her tears and said, "Aunt, Jian Ying is sorry for you. This is all I can do. The funeral was shabby. Please don't blame me. But don't worry, I have prepared enough paper money. You must live a good life when you go there, and don't suffer this kind of pain in your next life..."

A gust of wind blew by, rustling the nearby woods, and along with her faint cries, a sense of sadness was inexplicably created.

After a long while, Jian Yingcai finally stood up.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Auntie, I still lock Atong up at home. I can't accompany you anymore, but don't worry, I will come to see you often in the future."

She was about to turn around and leave, but she felt a chill on her neck. She glanced down and saw a knife on her shoulder.

"Don't move, and don't make a sound, or I'll cut your neck right away."

Jian Ying recognized that it was Geng Jin's voice, and nodded while covering her mouth.

After a moment, a deep sigh was heard from behind, and the knife around his neck was taken back.

Jian Ying quickly moved aside a few steps. Fortunately, Geng Jin ignored her.

She then looked at Geng Jin carefully, only to see that his eyes were red and the expression in them was very complicated. It was hard to tell whether it was grief or regret, or both.

He just stood quietly in front of the grave, without moving or speaking.

Jian Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "You... don't you want to kowtow to your mother?"

Geng Jin shook his head. "I must have pissed her off to death. Maybe she doesn't want to acknowledge me as her son anymore."

Jian Ying asked: "Do you regret what you have done?"

Geng Jin suddenly turned his head and looked at her, "They were the ones who betrayed me first. Apart from my mother, I haven't done anything wrong to anyone."

A hint of madness suddenly surged on his calm face. "Take today's incident for example. My mother has been a good person all her life and has helped countless neighbors. But what about them? One by one, they refused to even come forward to offer condolences, which is why my mother died so miserably!"

Jian Ying said, "But have you ever thought that Aunt Geng's current situation was caused by you?"

Geng Jin stopped talking, staring at her for a long time before looking away, sneering and saying, "You're from out of town, and you've always been nice to my mother, and you helped me bury her today. I appreciate your kindness, so I can let you go, and you can go now."

Jian Ying quickly ran away.

Geng Jin stood in front of the grave for a long while, and finally his knees went weak and he knelt down. Thinking of the love between mother and son in the past, his eyes were filled with tears and his heart was aching, but he heard a slight noise coming from behind him.

He pressed his sleeves against the corners of his eyes and didn't turn around immediately. He just asked, "Why are you back again?"

But it was not Jian Ying who answered him.

Gu Yichuan's cold voice sounded, "Geng Jin, do you admit your guilt?"

Geng Jin's face changed and he tried to get up and run away, but a strong wind blew straight into his face. When he took the blow and wanted to escape again, it was too late.

Lian Qi, Feng Ze and others quickly captured him.

Geng Jin still refused to believe it. "How is it possible? I have already checked. Apart from a few disguised officials in Taoyuan Town, there is no one around here!"

Otherwise, he would never show up so easily!

Gu Yichuan sneered: "If not, how could you fall into this trap?"