Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 273 Sending Spirits

The news of the drowning death of the Tang family's only son was like a bolt from the blue, plunging the entire Tang family into immense grief, and forcing them to close all their businesses.

To everyone's surprise, most of the shops in the once bustling capital city had closed their doors and windows, as if the entire city was shrouded in a shadow of sorrow.

Even the Emperor in the palace was alarmed. Upon hearing the news of the Tang family's only son's untimely death, the Emperor felt deep regret and issued an edict, stating that the Tang family was a family of loyalty and righteousness, and that their current loss of a son was a truly heart-wrenching pain.

To express his condolences and support to the Tang family, the Emperor specially ordered the Ministry of Rites to assist in handling the Tang family's funeral arrangements, so as to demonstrate the Tang family's status and the Emperor's concern.

Tang Jingchen's body remained in the mourning hall for only two days before being hastily buried on the third day.

Such a hasty burial arrangement naturally aroused people's doubts and confusion.

Just then, a rumor spread from somewhere that a highly virtuous monk had instructed the Tang family that the young master of the Tang family must be buried on this day so that his reincarnation would be smooth and he could ascend to the Western Paradise sooner.

After hearing this explanation, the doubts in everyone's hearts gradually dissipated.

In addition, the appearance of a woman also surprised everyone.

This woman's beauty was unparalleled; one glance was enough to be awestruck, and she was unforgettable. Her appearance was like that of a fairy descended from heaven, pure and ethereal, leaving one in awe.

The woman knelt silently in the mourning hall, weeping incessantly before the coffin of the young master of the Tang family. Her grief was palpable, and she even fainted several times due to excessive sorrow.

Seeing the woman so heartbroken, people couldn't help but speculate about her relationship with the young master of the Tang family.

This woman must be the Tang family's young master's confidante, and their relationship must be incredibly deep.

In contrast, Gu Huatong, the young lady of the Gu family who was betrothed by the Empress Dowager and has yet to make an appearance, seems rather cold and heartless.

At the funeral of the young master of the Tang family, she didn't even show her face, which made people want to say "heartless and ungrateful".

On this day, the Tang family was surrounded by a huge crowd, with a continuous stream of people coming to pay their respects. Despite the large number of people, the scene was not chaotic or noisy; only the sound of sorrowful weeping echoed in the air, as if the whole world was immersed in grief.

Outside the mourning hall, people knelt all over the ground. There were servants of the Tang family, relatives within five degrees of kinship, and commoners who had received favors from the Tang family. The number of people was so great that the Tang family was completely surrounded.

The sky was overcast, but it never rained, carrying a heavy, oppressive atmosphere that made it feel suffocating.

Amidst the weeping of the crowd, a low gasp came from the corner, vanishing without a trace like a small boat swallowed by the waves.

However, the exclamation did not escape Shen Jing's ears, who was standing in the courtyard.

Shen Jing was originally hiding behind the trees, but because there were too many people in the courtyard, he had nowhere to stand, so he had to leap onto the tree branch.

Through the layers of figures, his gaze fell on the entrance to the side hall.

There, two maids were skillfully helping the unconscious Xiao Guo'er into the side hall.

This wasn't the first time Xiao Guo'er had fainted; she had fainted several times in the past few days. Each time, she would naturally wake up within about an hour. Therefore, Shen Jing wasn't worried about Xiao Guo'er's health.

However, today is different. Today is the day Tang Jingchen is buried and laid to rest. It's already late, and if Xiao Guo'er doesn't wake up in time, she might miss the time to send Tang Jingchen off on his final journey.

However, this was irrelevant to Shen Jing. His task was simply to ensure that Xiao Guo'er could return to the palace safely after today's funeral.

As for whether Xiao Guo'er will be able to see Tang Jingchen off on his final journey, that's not something he needs to worry about.

The mourning hall was solemn, and everyone's face showed deep sorrow. In the vast courtyard, the incessant sound of weeping lingered in the air, as if it would never cease.

When the cry of "Rise of the spirits!" rang out, the already heart-wrenching cries suddenly intensified like a burst dam. The cries were like a violent storm, seemingly releasing the last vestiges of reluctance and longing in people's hearts.

The funeral procession moved slowly and solemnly. Those in the procession were dressed in mourning clothes, carrying white paper banners, their expressions sorrowful. They walked with heavy steps, each one seemingly carrying endless grief.

However, as the funeral procession was about to end, no one noticed that a maidservant, covering her face and weeping, quietly emerged from a side hall.

The maidservant quickened her pace and caught up with the funeral procession. She kept her head down, her wide sleeves covering her face, and kept wiping away her tears, looking every bit the mourner.