The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

The carriage coming from a distance belonged to the Chen family. Although he had not seen it for many years, Shang Xi recognized the person leading the horse at a glance. That person was Chen Qingliao, the eldest brother of the Chen family. Standing on the other side was Chen Qingsheng, the second son of the Chen family. Looking at the several large coffins on the carriage, Shang Xi covered his mouth and took a step back.

Besides being shocked, she could not accept the fact that the Chen family had suffered misfortune. There was not a single bad person in the Chen family, young and old, male and female. Why was fate so unfair? Why did such misfortune befall the Chen family?

Shang Xi looked at the coffins in the car, one, two, three, four.

Four people?

Aren’t the dead people Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen and Niuniu? Then whose is the fourth coffin?

The sun scorched overhead, the hottest time of the day, yet Shang Xi felt no warmth at all. She was freezing, even shivering slightly. A chill spread through her limbs, piercing deep into her heart. Her mind was a mess, a mess. She couldn't figure out whose coffin the fourth one belonged to. She didn't dare to think about it. She didn't want anyone in the Chen family to suffer. It was only two or three hundred meters away, and Shang Xi didn't know how she had gotten there.

"Brother Chen, Qingguang."

After not seeing each other for a few years, the Chen brothers were no longer the same as before. They looked much older. I don’t know how they managed to get here. When he saw Shang Xi, the eldest brother nodded slightly and responded with a voice as if he had swallowed sand: "Shang Xi."

At this time, the third son of the Chen family climbed down from the car. Without saying hello, he burst into tears when he saw them.

Yuhua touched the coffin and cried non-stop. She realized something was wrong and screamed for someone: "Where's Meifeng? Where's my sister-in-law? Where's Meifeng..."

At this time, Chen Qingguang tilted his head downwards, tears streaming down his cheeks, "Sister-in-law, don't look for her anymore. Meifeng is dead."

Shang Xi felt a loud bang, and Meifeng was dead. The tiny Meifeng was also dead.

Yuhua cried out, "How could she die? How did she die? How did she die?"

"...hanged himself..."

"Hang herself?...Why would she hang herself for no reason? Speak up!"

"She and her mistress were abducted by a gang of thugs and raped in public. Unable to get over the pain, she committed suicide on her way to Fengqi."

At this time, Shang Xi finally figured out how all the Chen family members disappeared.

Suddenly, a refugee asked them: "How did you manage to escape with three strong men in your family?"

Chen Qingguang said, "My eldest brother hid me and my younger brother under the corpse in the coffin. Whether we encountered the Yatuo people or the Dalang soldiers, they would give up when they opened the coffin and smelled the stench of the corpse. That's how we managed to escape."

Everyone was speechless.

There were too many people watching. Cheng Feng hugged the obviously injured third son of the Chen family, and then pulled the eldest brother Chen and said, "Brother Chen, let's go into the city. I will take care of Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen's funeral."

Chen Qingliao said, "Cheng Feng, please help us find a cemetery. We have been on the road for more than two months. We are tired, and the dead are tired too. Let's bury them first."

The stench of the corpse was very strong. Shang Xi could clearly feel a pungent smell stimulating her brain. If she had not been under the huge mental stimulation of the Chen family's misfortune, she would have run away when she smelled the creepy stench of the corpse.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Feng did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately asked his servants to select a cemetery for the ancestors of the Chen family on the outskirts of the north city. Although they were not in mourning, all the living members of the Chen family were present. Master Daoqing from Lingchen Temple was also invited to come with several monks to pray for the souls of the dead.

It was already late at night when we returned to Prince Pang's Mansion. After settling the Chen family, it was already past midnight.

Shang Xi was exhausted. She didn't know how many tears she had shed that day. When she learned of Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen's death, Shang Xi was not sad to this extent, but when she saw their coffins, Shang Xi felt endless sadness.

What a good family! They didn’t offend anyone, but when one person died, all four of them were gone.

No wonder Master Daoqing didn’t perform the ritual of salvation that day. It turned out that he had already seen that more than three people in the Chen family had died.

Why is God so unfair? The bad guys are still continuing to burn, kill and loot, and they have lost their humanity, while the good guys have to endure endless torture and flee everywhere. The lucky ones can keep their lives, while the unlucky ones lose their lives and have nowhere to seek justice. So many people have died in vain, but the dog emperor of Dalang can still sit safely on the dragon throne. How can he feel at ease with this?

Shang Xi hated the injustice of the world and the emperor of Dalang's incompetence, but at the same time, he was clear-headed and begged for political clarity and harmony among the people.

Seeing Shang Xi lying on the bed in a daze, Cheng Feng also lay down and said, "Don't think about it, it's getting late."

"My mind is in such a mess. It's filled with the voices and smiles of the Chen family. What about you, Cheng Feng?"

"It's all the same. Back in Lijia Village, only Uncle Chen's family treated me like a human being and looked up to me. I rode Uncle Chen's carriage the most, and Aunt Chen was also very kind to me. I grew up wearing Aunt Chen's shoes. When I learned that they had an accident, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to accept it. But the dead cannot be resurrected. There are many things we cannot control, and we don't have the ability to set things right. Fortunately, the eldest brother of the Chen family is righteous, and the three brothers all came to Fengqi."

In the past, when I talked about the Chen family, I always smiled and had endless things to say. But now, when I talk about it, it’s all sad. All I feel is sadness.

The two of them lay in bed silently, without saying a word. They didn't know when they fell asleep. At dawn the next day, Cheng Feng got up, and Shang Xi also woke up miraculously. They were obviously short of sleep, but they both got up early.

"Wife, you take care of the affairs of the house, and I will go to the palace to see the emperor."

"Are you going to the palace again?"

"I have to ask for leave from my uncle. The Chen brothers are here, so I can't go up the mountain to reclaim the wasteland all day for the next two days."

"Yes, yes, you are really thoughtful. I have completely forgotten about the land reclamation. Please go to the palace as soon as possible and ask your uncle to be flexible. The focus these days is to settle the Chen brothers."

When Cheng Feng arrived, Wan Lianxing was in a court meeting, so Cheng Feng had to wait in the Yangxin Palace. While waiting for people, Cheng Feng was not idle either. He fed all the carrier birds in Wan Lianxing's house.

Not long ago, a number of carrier birds appeared in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. They rested and played calmly on the bookshelves of Wanlianxing. They acted recklessly, as if they were not like those who came later. They seemed more like one of the members of this place, as if it was natural for them to be here.

"Hey, are you helping your uncle feed the birds?"

"You scoundrel, you just helped me feed the bird. Uncle, you hold court every day, don't the ministers need a break?"