Chapter 537 Qingfeng is also speechless

Late at night that day.

Xu Ming and Xu Pangda sat in front of the tombstone, keeping vigil for Mr. Xiao.

Xu Pangda hadn't slept for two days and two nights, but he didn't plan to sleep.

In Xu Pangda's opinion, if he fell asleep, it would be disrespectful to Mr. Xiao.

"Brother, take a nap. It's okay. If the master's spirit in heaven sees this, he won't blame you."

Looking at Xu Pangda who was so persistent, Xu Ming persuaded him.

In fact, Xu Ming also knew that his third brother had always been very respectful to Mr. Xiao.

It can even be said that Mr. Xiao is the idol of the third brother. The third brother has always regarded Mr. Xiao as his goal and has always wanted to become someone like Mr. Xiao.

Mr. Xiao’s passing this time was definitely a huge blow to the third brother.

Being able to keep vigil for Mr. Xiao is something of extraordinary significance to the third brother.

Although in the eyes of many people, being able to keep vigil for Mr. Xiao is a kind of inheritance and a passing on of the mantle, it can give Xu Pangda a lot of bargaining chips and allow him to rise more smoothly in the court in the future.

Many people are jealous of this position.

But in fact, Xu Ming knew very well that his third brother had never thought so.

The third brother simply wanted to keep vigil for the master and send him off on his final journey.

"It's okay, Fifth Brother. I can still hold on. I just haven't slept for two days and two nights." Xu Pangda looked at Xu Ming with a smile, "If I sleep now, it will be embarrassing for you, sir."

Xu Ming: “…”

Since the third brother said so, Xu Ming didn't say anything more.

"Fifth brother." Two quarters of an hour later, Xu Pangda looked at the tombstone and whispered Xu Ming's name, "Fifth brother, what do you think Mr. Xu was thinking about in his last moments?"

Xu Ming looked at the tombstone in front of him and said slowly: "I think he is thinking about the whole world."

"."Xu Pangda lowered his head and remained silent.

When Xu Ming turned his head, he saw Xu Pangda falling to one side.

Fortunately, when Xu Pangda was about to fall to the ground, a woman supported him and slowly put him on the ground.

Xu Ming raised his head and looked at the woman standing next to him.

The jade bracelet on the woman's wrist made a clear sound, and her brocade skirt outlined her voluptuous curves, but she had a plain sash tied around her waist, just like a red plum blossom in the snow with its gorgeous color restrained.

The bright moonlight shines on the woman's body, giving her a halo of light. When she lowers her eyes, her eyelashes cast a thin shadow on her jade-like face, making her three points more vivid than the meticulously painted lady on the title page of "The Analects of Confucius".

A jade hairpin in her hair holds a blue bird pendant from the Book of Songs, which sways gently to the rhythm, but no tinkling of the pendants can be heard.

The moon-white shawl slipped off her shoulders, revealing the edge of her bodice with peony patterns, but her expression was dignified as if she was reading a calligraphy inscription, her look indifferent, and the charm of a thousand-year-old Confucian scholar.

Looking at such a woman, Xu Ming couldn't help but think of another person in his heart - Zhu Cici. This woman has the same temperament as Zhu Cici.

It’s just that this woman looks older, which gives people a more mature feeling.

Xu Ming actually knew the person standing next to this woman.

When they were in the Dragon Palace in Beihai, Xu Ming drank tea and chatted with him in the courtyard.

"Mr. Lu."

Xu Ming stood up and bowed to Lu Xiaoliu.

"Yes." Lu Xiaoliu nodded and smiled, "Xu Ming, long time no see. Let me introduce you. This is the talented woman from Qi State - Nan Wenmo."

"Hello, Mr. Nan." Xu Ming bowed to Nan Wenmo again.

Xu Ming was naturally clear about Nan Wenmo.

Nan Wenmo, once the most talented woman in Qi State, was one of the disciples of the dean of Bailu Academy.

Rumor has it that Nan Wenmo and Mr. Xiao are in love with each other, and they are a perfect match with each other in appearance.

The monarch of Qi at that time also wanted Xiao Mochen to go to Qi to be an official by offering him a high position and generous salary, and hinted that he could personally grant the marriage between the two!

But in the end, Mr. Xiao left Bailu Academy and did not go to Qi State, but returned to Wu State.

There were even rumors that Nan Wenmo wanted to elope with Xiao Mochen at that time, and expressed her willingness to go to Wu State to accompany him and never return to Qi State, but Xiao Mochen did not agree.

After that, Xiao Mochen returned to Wu State, and Nan Wenmo returned to Qi State. The two had not seen each other for many years.

Nan Wenmo nodded and didn't say anything. Her eyes were just looking at the tombstone.

"well"

Lu Xiaoliu sighed and said to Xu Ming.

"Junior Brother Xu, let's go for a walk and let Wen Mo come to keep vigil for Mo Chi, okay?"

"Of course." Xu Ming nodded, picked up Xu Pangda, and followed Lu Xiaoliu in another direction.

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Xu Ming believed that Mr. Xiao also wanted to be alone with Nan Wenmo.

But when Mr. Xiao was changing the way of heaven, he looked back. Xu Ming didn't know what Mr. Xiao was looking at.

Looking back today, the place Mr. Xiao was looking at was actually the direction of Qi State.

Xu Ming carried Xu Pangda on his back and followed Lu Xiaoliu away. In front of the tombstone, only Nan Wenmo was left.

Nan Wenmo knelt on the ground, the moonlight outlining the woman's soft and graceful curves.

Nan Wenmo took out a jar of wine from the basket and said, "This is the Snow Deer Wine that you loved to drink the most at the White Deer Academy. I brought some here. Today, I will drink with you."

Nan Wenmo opened the jar of wine and poured the wine in front of the tombstone. Then he opened another jar, raised his white neck and took several big gulps.

The woman said nothing, but drank jar after jar of wine.

The wine slowly slid down her neck, flowed over her white collarbone, stained her clothes, and crushed the moonlight.

The woman wiped her mouth, threw the jar of wine aside, took out another jar of wine from the basket, opened the seal, tilted her head back and drank.

As one empty wine jar after another rolled to the woman's feet, she suddenly put down the jar in her hand and looked at the tombstone in front of her.

Her eyes were red, her fingers tightly grasped the wine jar, and she looked at the words on the tombstone in a drunken state, her thin lips tightly pursed:

"I didn't care if you didn't follow me back to Qi. I promised you."

"At the beginning, I wanted to go back to Wu Kingdom with you. You disagreed, but I agreed to it."

"After you returned to Wu State, I came to see you once and you drove me out. I don't blame you!"

"But now! Where is you? You can't even leave your body! There is only this cenotaph!"

"Promise me you won't die!"

"Why did you lie to me!"

"Say something!"

"Speak!"

Tears dripped from the corners of the woman's eyes.

Nan Wenmo tightly grasped the hem of her skirt and lowered her head, not knowing whether it was the wine or her tears that wet her skirt.

The breeze blew by, ruffling the woman's hair, also speechless.

(End of this chapter)