A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 83 Jie Daohan

Zhu Xiaoqi was originally full of blame, but seeing Duan Rong crying like a tearful man, he forgave him instantly...

Infected by Duan Rong's crying, and remembering Xiao Baiqiao's gentle and amiable character, she couldn't help crying...

The mourning hall was suddenly drowned in crying...

Xiao Yu saw the two of them crying like this. Duan Rong's tears and snot were mixed together. Because of the difficulty in breathing, he choked a little and his face turned pale...

Xiao Yu immediately went to the right side of the mourning hall, knelt down in the crowd sitting on the seats, and shouted sternly: "Xiao Ping, Xiao Yun! You two help this man to the inner room. If he keeps crying like this, he will get a choke!"

Two young men immediately came out from the crowd kneeling on straw mats, and while persuading Duan Rong, they pulled him away from the coffin and carried him into the inner room.

Duan Rong was carried out of the mourning hall, and Xiao Yu rubbed his back and comforted Zhu Xiaoqi...

Zhu Xiaoqi finally stopped crying. Her voice became hoarse and her face became chapped. She stopped crying and saw that Duan Rong was no longer in the mourning hall. She raised her tearful eyes and asked Xiao Yu, "Where is that person?"

"I let him go in! Even if he cries like that, he can't cry my little sister back to life. He'll just end up hurting himself!"

Zhu Xiaoqi blew his nose and said, "He has a conscience. It's no wonder that the Second Miss loves him so much."

Xiao Yu heard the hidden meaning in Zhu Xiaoqi's words, so he asked, "Who is that person?"

"The apprentice escort recruited this year is called Duan Rong..."

Xiao Yu nodded, with a strange look in her eyes. She was naturally intelligent, and seeing Duan Rong in shorts and crying in the courtyard, she had basically guessed his identity.

But Xiao Yu did not expect him to cry so sadly.

"It seems that quite a few things happened during the time I was away..." Xiao Yu thought to himself.

Duan Rong was carried to the inner room and placed on a chair. He sat for a while before he felt calmer. At this moment, he suddenly felt an old hand handing him a towel.

Duan Rong took the towel, wiped his face, blew his nose, and looked up. The person who handed him the towel was Xiao Zongting.

Xiao Zongting seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden. His originally grey hair had turned almost completely white, and the spirit in his eyes had also faded a lot...

Duan Rong wanted to comfort him, but all he could say was, "Mr. Xiao, please accept my condolences!"

But Xiao Zongting felt the emotion in Duan Rong's words, his throat rolled, and his heart was somewhat touched.

Duan Rong then realized that he was sitting in Xiao Baiqiao's boudoir, but the room was empty. The image of Xiao Baiqiao smiling flashed through his mind...

Xiao Zongting looked at Duan Rong's face, and suddenly sighed and said, "I can understand what that girl is thinking. It's a pity that she has a miserable life, otherwise, it would be a good marriage for her to marry you."

Later, Xiao Zongting saw Xiao Baijiao's attitude towards Duan Rong and had sensed something. In addition, before the child died, he wanted to see Duan Rong, which further showed his intentions.

When I saw him again today, Duan Rong was crying like that again in front of the mourning hall.

Xiao Zongting was really saddened by the fate!
Duan Rong also sighed deeply and said, "I really should have come back earlier, maybe I could have seen him again."

"You don't need to blame yourself for this! Bai Jiao has a serious disease. Human affairs are unpredictable. Who can predict it?" Xiao Zongting looked at Duan Rong and said, "You can go and burn some incense later. After you have performed your rituals, you can leave. The courtyard has been noisy these past two days, and the space is small. You don't have to stay here."

"I'll help here." Duan Rong raised his head and said solemnly.

"Everything has been arranged for Xiao Yu. If you had come back yesterday, you could have helped set up the mourning hall. Now it's all women's work, and you can't help much! I'm just sitting here doing nothing. If I stay in this room all the time, I'll be easily disturbed by the scene and have wild thoughts..." Xiao Zongting said with a gloomy expression.

When Duan Rong heard Xiao Zongting say this, he nodded, stood up and said, "Mr. Xiao, I will go to the coffin to pay my respects." "Go ahead." Xiao Zongting watched Duan Rong get up, and couldn't help but sigh and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Duan Rong walked out of Xiao Baiqiao's boudoir and saw quite a few people sitting in the main room. Some were wearing mourning clothes, and some were not. A few people were sitting in a corner, chatting and eating melon seeds together.

At the door of the inner room on the opposite west side, there was a middle-aged woman sitting. She was wearing mourning clothes and had a fierce-looking face. Behind her were various things piled up. Several people were surrounding her, and they seemed to be asking for something.

Duan Rong had no time to look any further, so he left the main room and came to the mourning hall again.

Duan Rong took three incense sticks from the incense table, lit them over the candle flame, held them in his hand, bowed three times, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Then Duan Rong slowly walked around the coffin and paid his respects to the deceased's face!
Duan Rong looked at Xiao Baiqiao lying inside and felt a pain in his heart again. Duan Rong turned to the end of the coffin and suddenly found that Xiao Baiqiao was also wearing a silver bracelet on his ankle.

The style was the same as Zhu Xiaoqi's. However, Zhu Xiaoqi usually wore loose trousers that only reached her ankles in order to work more efficiently, so Duan Rong had already seen it. Xiao Baiqiao usually wore a water skirt. If she hadn't been lying in the coffin at this time, Duan Rong might not have noticed it.

Duan Rong was slightly puzzled. It seemed that Zhu Xiaoqi had a close relationship with the Xiao family, otherwise why would he be wearing the same style of silver bracelet as Xiao Baiqiao.

This silver bracelet may have some history...

Duan Rong thought so, and after viewing the deceased's face, he walked up to Xiao Yu and Zhu Xiaoqi and said respectfully, "My condolences!"

Xiao Yu and Zhu Xiaoqi squatted and bowed as a return gesture.

At this time, Duan Rong raised his head and looked at Xiao Yu. Although Xiao Yu was crying, she still couldn't hide her heroic spirit. Her sword-like eyebrows, beautiful nose, white teeth and long neck, coupled with the mourning clothes, made her even more seductive...

In the 200G hard drive of Duan Rong's previous life, there was a document called the Widow Series. However, at this moment, Duan Rong was filled with sorrow and had no other thoughts...

Xiao Yu also looked at Duan Rong at this time, and saw that his face was dark and still had a trace of sadness on it. She couldn't help but feel a little favorable towards Duan Rong. After all, her younger sister was dead, and there were still people who missed her so much and cried so sadly. It was obvious that the man in front of her was a sentimental person.

Duan Rong performed his formalities in front of the coffin and then said goodbye and left, leaving the yard.

Duan Rong was filled with sorrow and walked slowly back to the dormitory.

He sat on the bed in the dormitory, dazed for a while, suddenly stood up and opened the cabinet by the wall. On the top layer of the cabinet, above the folded bodyguard uniforms, there was a sachet.

Duan Rong took the sachet, touched the peach blossoms embroidered on it, and sniffed the refreshing fragrance. In a trance, Xiao Baiqiao's shadow stood in front of him, smiling at him...

Duan Rong was feeling depressed, so he put the sachet back into the cabinet, left the dormitory, and wanted to take a walk on the street to relax.

Duan Rong walked to the gate of Yuanshun Escort Agency and suddenly saw that the door was crowded with people and noisy. Duan Rong immediately took a few quick steps, stood behind a group of escorts, and stretched his neck to look outside.

I saw Luan Jingfu and his son Luan Bao standing in the middle of the gate. Behind them stood several bodyguards, blocking the door.

Luan Jingfu stood at the front, leaning on his mace, while Luan Bao held the sword behind him!

Outside the door opposite Luan Jingfu, there was also a group of people standing, surrounding the door in a black mass, at least fifteen or sixteen people.

These people were all wearing black uniforms of the yamen, and they were actually constables from Xiangu County Yamen!

The leader of these constables was a middle-aged man with a weathered face and sparse hair. Although he was middle-aged, he had slight graying on his temples and was neither fat nor thin. Although he always had a smile on his face, everyone in the yamen knew his methods of torturing prisoners. To call him a smiling tiger was an understatement; he was simply a smiling devil.

This person is Xie Daohan, the chief constable in charge of the criminal justice system in Xiangu County.

(End of this chapter)