At the sudden news of the death of Lao Feng Jun, Feng Jue and Cheng Jing's thinking reached a high degree of unity——

Take the opportunity to do a wave of things!

There are many articles to do here!

However, Lao La Liu had long thought of this possibility and decided Lao Feng's death in advance.

If it's a little later, I'm afraid the news of "unfilial granddaughter's separation and independence, and ancient grandmother's death" will spread through ups and downs.

Feng Jue sneered, "it seems that Liu's foothold in Hejian county does not depend entirely on luck."

Cheng Jing put her hands into her sleeves and looked at Feng Jue calmly.

"After all, it's the gentry. It's nature and instinct to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages..."

This is also crisis public relations. Liu's response to this matter is commendable.

Feng Jue sneered at the corner of his lips, with a bit of sarcasm in his words, "Liu is completely safe after this."

Lao Fengjun is the old Fengjun of the Liu family. She has a different meaning to the whole clan. Her funeral is also the funeral of the whole family.

Huang song didn't want to be criticized by the world and reviled by history books. Naturally, Liu couldn't have an accident during the funeral of Lao Feng Jun.

This is a disguised death free gold medal.

Cheng Jing's eyelids sank and said coldly, "it's just a little smart."

The funeral crisis was well done. He antagonized Huang song in disguise and saved himself. At the same time, he also showed kindness to Jiang Pengji and helped her find a reason to send troops.

After this, even if Jiang Pengji did not reuse Liu, she could not completely put Liu aside and become moldy.

Huang song knew this and immediately suffered a face.

After a long time, he sighed and asked his wife Qi chaolan to help him prepare a small gift of mourning.

Mrs. Qi asked him, "what are you going to do with this? Is there an elder at home who has died?"

Huang Song said, "it's not the death of our elders. Lanting's grandmother died. Weifu, as a friend of Lanting, naturally counts as the younger generation of the old lady. According to the friendship between Weifu and Lanting, the old lady drives the crane West. The younger generation should be there to offer condolences."

There was a flash of consternation in Mrs. Qi's eyes. At the same time, she was helpless and funny.

Huang song and Jiang Pengji have a really good personal relationship, but they both have a dead hand in calculating each other. The friendship is too strange.

"That old lady is the grandmother of Lanting Gong. Calculate her age, it should be a happy funeral." Mrs. Qi's mind turned and she roughly knew what to prepare. With hesitation, she asked Huang song, "now that the old lady is dead, isn't your husband passive?"

Huang song spread his hands, turned his eyes, and looked loveless.

"Isn't it all said that my husband took Hejian County, imprisoned Liu's people and scared the old lady to death?"

Logically, it makes sense, but Huang song always thinks it's a black pot.

If Liu hadn't come to a conclusion too quickly, he would be able to throw the black pot on his close friend Jiang Pengji.

It's impossible to say that Jiang Pengji's separation and independence has caused the old and stubborn old man to have a cerebral hemorrhage!

However, Huang song has been splashed with a basin of sewage. If he doesn't mind splashing it back, I'm afraid it will get darker and darker.

Rather than this, it's better to be more magnanimous and take the initiative to come to mourn and worship as a younger generation, but you can wash yourself white.

Anyway, he was only indirectly "angry" and the old lady didn't mean to do it.

Mrs. Qi raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "is there really someone so indiscriminate outside?"

Huang Song said, "it's just fools. This evil remark can't hurt me."

Mrs. Qi felt uncomfortable.

"So, do you still have to come to the door to offer condolences?"

She would have vomited to death.

"Lanting is in maruzhou. The first seven can't catch up and can't run for her grandmother's funeral. If you make friends with her for your husband, you should help her. Back 10000 steps, even if it's not for Lanting, you should show your attitude for your husband, Dodge, but sit down and feel guilty."

Mrs. Qi's face was a little Ji.

The Liu clan is covered with white flags, and the mourning hall is cold and solemn. The people, whether sincere or false, have to show a look of mourning. The old lady's son-in-law, daughter-in-law and grandchildren are dressed in mourning, and the sound of weeping and mourning floats out of the door wall

Huang song came to the door to offer condolences and worship. Many people thought he really wanted to be beaten.

However, the situation is stronger than others. Now Hejian county is in Huang song's hands, and no one dare to confront him head-on.

In just a few days, Liu Chen's gray turned completely white and became lifeless and shiny silver white. His whole body was bent and his face was older than one year. When Huang song arrives, Liu Zhen, supported by Liu Heng, comes forward to greet him and forcibly greets Huang song.

Huang song posed as a younger generation and hesitated. On the contrary, some unsuspecting Liu people were angry and had nowhere to go.

He came to mourn today. It was not the end of the column incense. He also read a sacrifice for the old lady.

Of course, he didn't write this memorial. He asked Nie Xun to write it on his behalf. His literary talent is absolutely no worse than that of a famous Confucian scholar.

After a memorial reading, many people were sad and moved, and the old lady's daughter-in-law was crying with tears in her eyes.

With this, Huang song brushed a wave of favor and washed most of the black pot he was carrying.

If others have bad words, they are not easy to scold.

Since the fall of Hejian County, Jiang Pengji sent troops to the front line.

When the news of the old lady's death reached her, Jiang Pengji was stunned.

She had no impression of the cheap grandmother. She searched Liu Xi's memory and found sporadic memories in the corner.

According to Liu Xi's memory, the grandmother was extremely mean and indifferent to others, and she was also deeply disgusted with Liu Xi.

If there were no one around, Jiang Pengji would really like to take care of her bird.

He thought so, but his face showed a look of horror and sadness, and his body seemed to stand unsteadily.

"Lord -"

"Lord, I'm sorry for the change!"

Jiang Pengji's acting skills were so superb that they didn't see any flaws at all.

They can't imagine that their grandfather is a master who can be calm even when their grandmother dies.

Oh, that's not her grandmother yet, but no one else knows about it.

Jiang Pengji's blood color faded, and her eyes were full of blood and tears.

She raised her hand, grabbed Weici's hand and held it tightly, as if to draw reassuring strength.

Her lips moved, her eyes rolled over and she fainted.

It's not that Jiang Pengji's acting skills are insufficient, just because she doesn't have similar experience and is afraid of acting differently. In her last life, she didn't even know who her biological parents were. When she was a few years old, she was sent by her adoptive parents to the special military academy as a gene warrior. Jiang Pengji's reason is perfect, but there are still many gaps in her feelings. Let her vividly perform a filial little girl who has lost her grandmother. She really can't do it!

With an idea, Jiang Pengji tried bailing's way of pretending to faint.

Her stupor scared people to death!

Qi official asked Jiang Pengji to take advantage of the chaos and secretly hold her pulse. After determining the pulse, he released his hand without trace.

Good, not slippery pulse!

Although Qi guanrang has been looking forward to the shadow of the little Lord, if the Lord is pregnant at this time, he will really hurt.

Not pregnant!

Jiang Pengji beat a drum in her heart: "...."

The documentary found her pretending to be unconscious?