Ever since he found out in October that the young master had filed an imperial petition and that the King of Yizhou had rebelled against him, he had put aside half of his worries.

When he later learned that King Yizhou had died on the battlefield, the old case from thirteen years ago was completely uncovered, and the remaining half of his worries were gone.

After that, he lost the will to live and kept holding on just because he wanted to see the old lady and his eldest brother to make sure that this matter was true.

He had been feeling groggy since then. He felt that he would not survive the New Year, but he also felt that it would be unlucky to die during the New Year.

Although he was just a servant, it would be too unlucky to die in the palace, so he kept this tone.

As a result, yesterday his eldest brother told him that the young master and Miss Man were engaged, and he felt very light. He knew that this was the end.

The servant who had been taking care of him also noticed it and quickly invited Mrs. Liu.

Manbao took two steps forward and reached out to feel his pulse. After a while, she withdrew her hand and shook her head with everyone sadly.

Daji's eyes were hot, and he held back his tears. He stepped forward and hugged Erji's upper body, letting him see Bai Shan and Zhou Man. He whispered: "Young Master and Miss Man are here to see you."

Er Ji opened his eyes slightly and looked at Bai Shan and Zhou Man. His eyes paused on Bai Shan for a long time, and he murmured "Master", then slowly turned his eyes to look at Zhou Man. After a while, he

He said "I'm sorry" in a low voice.

Man Bao shook his head slightly and whispered: "I don't blame you. The death of my parents is not your fault."

Er Ji twitched the corner of his mouth, seeming a little happy, and immediately fell out of energy. He leaned more softly on his elder brother's arms, his voice was almost inaudible, "I, I want to go home..."

Daji nodded with tears in his eyes: "Brother will send you back to Longzhou, don't worry..."

Erji felt relieved, exhaled a long breath, and slowly closed his eyes...

Man Bao touched his pulse with trembling hands, and after a moment he shook his head at Daji with tears in his eyes.

A low cry sounded in the room.

Bai Shan and Man Bao's eyes were a little red, and they were a little dazed at the same time. It was the first time for them to see someone die of illness like this.

The last time they saw death, an assassin came to kill them...

But the deaths of those people didn't make them feel too uncomfortable. This time it was completely different.

The two of them stared blankly at Erji on the bed.

Mrs. Liu had been mentally prepared for a long time, and she couldn't help but wipe her eyes sadly. She turned to Nanny Liu and said, "Bring the shroud prepared for him and let him go well."

Aunt Liu responded with tears in her eyes and turned around to go out.

Man Bao and Bai Shan stood aside, tears falling heavily, shoulders twitching and crying silently.

There were only faint cries from everyone, and no one shouted loudly. Aunt Liu took out the shroud. Daji wiped his eyes and said to everyone: "You go out, I will change his clothes."

Man Bao stretched out his hand and took Bai Shan out. The two stood in silence on the corridor, feeling sour and astringent in their hearts that even their mouths turned bitter.

Mrs. Liu turned around and saw the two of them crying all the time, so she pulled them to her, wiped their tears with a handkerchief and said: "This is not a bad thing. His life was too miserable. If he dies, he will be free."

It’s a sea of ​​misery.”

Man Bao and Bai Shan shed even more tears.

Mrs. Liu touched Man Bao's head and her eyes couldn't help but fall into the empty sky. It seemed to be colder today. There was still a little sunshine in the morning. Now the dark clouds blocked the sky and the whole sky was dim. At this time, it was just

It's just past noon.

In the room, Daji put on Erji's shroud and tidied his hair before everyone went in to see him.

Mrs. Liu stood by the bed and looked at Erji, who was still peaceful, and said to Daji: "Let's wait until nightfall to put away the coffin. The coffin has been prepared. There is no need to rush."

Daji knelt down and kowtowed to Mrs. Liu. Bai Shan stepped forward and pulled him up.

In fact, there are not many things that require them to be busy. Erji has been ill for a long time. When he arrived in Yizhou City last year, the doctor said it was not good, but he has been holding on until now.

But Mrs. Liu was prepared, so everything was ready.

The servants silently set up a mourning hall in the main hall of the side courtyard, because Erji was a servant and it was the end of the year, so he had no intention of making a big deal.

Mrs. Liu stood in the yard and watched for a while, then she reached out to hold Grandma Liu's hand and left slowly. Mrs. Zheng looked back at the house where Erji lived, and silently followed her mother-in-law.

For a while, only Daji and Bai Shanmanbao were left in the room.

The three of them sat on the footrest together in a daze, while the well-groomed Erji lay on the bed behind them.

After a long silence, Daji said solemnly: "Master, I have to send him back to his hometown. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the capital with him."

Bai Shan asked: "Would we take the land route or the water route?"

They will go the same way by land, but they will separate by water, but the water way is faster and more convenient.

Longzhou is still north of the capital, and it takes another two days to walk. If we go by land, even if the weather is cold now, the body will smell after ten days.

Daji said: "Let's go by water."

Bai Shan nodded and said, "I will tell my grandmother to prepare more ice for you."

Daji almost burst into tears. He stood up and was about to kneel down. Bai Shan quickly grabbed him and said, "Daji, you and Erji are different. I have never regarded you as servants. You and my father are different from each other."

We live and die together. Originally, my father let go of your books..."

So you are not a servant.

Daji said: "After I have settled down at home, I will go find the young master and Miss Man."

Bai Shan and Man Bao nodded, and the three of them continued to sit on the footrests in a daze, looking back at Er Ji on the bed from time to time.

After a person dies, it is best to bury him for half a day before burying him. Some wealthy families may have to bury him for a day and night before burying him.

It's because some people fake death and just hold their breath. Even doctors can't tell, and they may live again at some point.

But as a servant, Daji knows that they do not have this preferential treatment. Basically, they are buried directly in a coffin when they die. For some wealthy families, unless they are particularly shameless stewards, they will be wrapped in straw mats before they die.

I have to move out, otherwise it would be too bad to die in the house.

This is true even if you are still alive, let alone dead.

The burial is basically done by the servants. Those who have money buy a coffin, and those who don't have money can wrap it in a straw mat and bury it.

Not to mention transporting a coffin all the way home. Transporting one coffin back home is more expensive than hauling ten trucks.

Daji stood up and twisted the quilt for Erji. Although his face was pale and he probably couldn't feel the cold, he still covered him.

He couldn't help but ask Man Bao, "Miss Man, if Erji's injury was treated by you now, would it be curable?"
Chapter completed!