Chapter 220: Old

Place When Shen Shilang looked at Su Jin carefully, he found that her face was still slightly pale.

"Can you ask someone to make some calming tea?" Shen Shilang asked.

"I really didn't think of this." Su Jinshi looked regretful. "I even asked the waiter to serve dessert right away, and brought back some fruit wine from Wangyue Tower. I planned to drink some before going to bed tonight."

Shen Shilang pinched her cheek, then told Shuangyun to make some calming tea and drank it while staring at Su Jinshi.

Su Jinshi finished his tea, put down the cup, and looked at Shen Shilang, "Shen Shilang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Shen Shilang was a little dazed. "I can't tell how I feel right now. He had people pick up Qiu Zhaohui's body and throw it into a mass grave."

"My family... should be there too, but we can't find them anymore." Shen Shilang exhaled, "I was thinking, how could Qiu Zhao be worthy of going there and being with them."

"But then I thought, it's better for him to go there, so that my family can see his end. If he goes there, my family will not let him go." Shen Shilang said.

"When the matter is settled, throw that man into the mass grave as well." Shen Shilang said, "Ask him to apologize in person."

"Okay." Su Jinshi nodded.

"Shen Shilang." Su Jinshi suddenly called out.

"Hmm?" Shen Shilang looked at her.

"Do you want to see the Shen Mansion?" Su Jinshi had actually wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but he was always worried that it would trigger Shen Shilang's grief.

But today, Qiu Zhaohui is dead, and the topic is right here.

Shen Shilang was feeling a little depressed, maybe if he could take a look at it, he would feel better.

Seeing Shen Shilang's eyes light up, Su Jinshi knew that he had asked the right question, so he took out his cell phone and switched the screen to the street outside.

"You can use your phone to check." Su Jinshi said, "Once we get rid of that person, we can go there openly."

Even though he suffered misfortune in his childhood, Shen Shilang will never forget where his home is in his life.

He slid the screen of his mobile phone and brought Su Jinshi to the door of Shen's residence.

The plaque above the gate of the Shen Mansion had long been removed, leaving only this empty mansion.

Probably because of the extermination of the entire family that year, everyone felt that there had been too much killing in the mansion and there were too many wronged souls, so no one dared to live there.

So this huge mansion is still empty.

Shen Shilang slid the screen and came into the mansion.

After all, they are nobles for generations, and the Shen Mansion is much larger than the current mansion of Shen Shilang.

I'm afraid there are few who can compare to him in the whole of Beijing.

But the mansion eventually fell into ruin.

The carved beams and painted pillars that came into view were all covered with dust and spider webs.

There were dead leaves all over the yard.

Only a few branches and leaves are left of the plants climbing the wall.

Without anyone to take good care of the garden, all the precious flowers and plants in it have withered.

Only the trees still grow in spring and shed their leaves in autumn.

Repeat the cycle.

"On weekdays, my grandmother, mother and aunt all like to enjoy the scenery here," Shen Shilang said. "In autumn, there are golden sycamore leaves, in winter, there are snow hanging on the branches, and in summer, there are clusters of flowers."

"This is where I practice martial arts with my grandfather every day." Shen Shilang said.

"So you've been practicing martial arts since you were a child." Su Jinshi said, "I thought you learned it from Wei Zhaoxian."

"When I was three years old, I was doing horse stance in the yard every day." Shen Shilang thought of the time when he followed his grandfather to practice martial arts. "At that time, I was young and couldn't endure hardships. I complained about being tired every day, hoping that my grandfather would let me rest and not force me to practice martial arts all the time."

"But later, I wanted to learn martial arts from my grandfather but I didn't have the chance." Shen Shilang said with red eyes, "My grandfather taught me the Shen family spear technique. But I was young at that time, so I could only remember the moves and imitate them in form."

"But fortunately, I have memorized it all. I just don't know how my spear skills compare to my grandfather's. It would be great if my grandfather could see me using this spear skill and teach me."

"When we get back, you can use the gun in this yard." Su Jinshi said, "Grandfather can see it."

Shen Shilang nodded.

"Do all the men in the Shen family know this kind of shooting skills?" Su Jinshi asked.

"Yes." Shen Shilang nodded and said, "Although my father studied literature, his marksmanship has never fallen behind."

"My uncle has chosen the path of a military commander, so his martial arts skills are beyond doubt."

Shen Shilang introduced them one by one to Su Jinshi.

"This is where I studied and learned calligraphy when I was young." Shen Shilang said.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

"This table is so small and the chairs are so low." It looks so cute.

"I was young at that time and couldn't use normal-sized tables and chairs." Shen Shilang said, "This set of tables and chairs was made by my father himself."

The pen holder and pens on the table were scattered all over the floor.

When the imperial guards entered the palace, they killed anyone they saw.

After killing them, search every corner to see if there is anything missed.

Wreak havoc in the room.

Some of the furniture still had marks of being hacked with swords or knives.

"Once everything is settled, we will clean the house thoroughly and restore it to its original state." Su Jinshi said.

Now, no one knows whether Emperor Jiacheng will send people to check on the Shen Mansion from time to time.

If we clean it now, it would be bad if Emperor Jiacheng found out.

Shen Shilang nodded and continued to walk around the Shen Mansion.

"Every year when my grandparents celebrate their birthdays, they would invite a troupe to come here and set up a stage to perform in this garden," said Shen Shilang.

As I recall these memories, my longing for you grows stronger, but I don’t dare to recall them like I did before.

"Their bodies cannot be found now. They have become a pile of white bones and cannot be identified." Shen Shilang said, "From now on, we can only build a cenotaph for them."

"In modern times, we don't have as much land as we do now to bury people in coffins after they die," Su Jinshi said. "Especially in cities, cemeteries are very expensive and you can only buy a small piece. So after a person dies, they are taken to a crematorium to be cremated into ashes, and then moved to a cemetery."

"If we follow the standards here, wouldn't modern practices mean that people won't even have a complete body after death?" Su Jinshi said, "I think that people's souls have entered the underworld. We burn paper money and other things for our relatives and send them to designated locations. They will definitely receive them."

"The elders of the Shen family are all good people who serve the country and the people. They will not be treated unfairly even after death. When they are reincarnated, they will also have a good place to go."

"Yes." Shen Shilang smiled.

Looking at the Shen Mansion now, besides sadness and nostalgia, I also feel a sense of intimacy.

"Jinshi, in the future... after everything is settled, are you willing to move into the Shen Mansion? Or... are you worried that there are too many dead people inside..." "Okay!" Before Shen Shilang finished speaking, Su Jinshi nodded, "Others are afraid because they have no connection with the Shen family. Some people even dare not live there because they feel guilty."

"But what are we afraid of?" Su Jinshi said with a smile, "They were all your elders in there. Even if their souls are still there, they will take care of us."