Chapter 49 Are the living putting on a show for the dead?
"What do you see?"
Jingzhe, who was following closely behind Jie Ge'an, asked in confusion, "You..."
"Shhh."
Jie Ge'an raised his hand to signal Jingzhe to be quiet, his gaze fixed intently on Si Niannian, who stood against the wind in front of the Hall of Heroes, and the others present who seemed completely unaware of this scene, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
Just like the strange fragrance emanating from Si Niannian, only he witnessed this inexplicable scene.
Si Niannian, what unspeakable secret are you still hiding...?
After staying at the horse farm for two days, Jie Changying clung to Si Niannian with a look of reluctance, muttering softly, "Niannian, can't you go and plead with my mother for me?"
"Or you could put in a good word for me with Uncle Jiu..."
She really didn't want to suffer at the girls' school.
She hasn't had enough fun yet!
Si Niannian looked at her leisurely: "If you don't go, won't all your hard work on the painting be wasted?"
“But my drawing skills are not very good to begin with!” Xie Changying said with a pout. “Besides your good sister, there are plenty of talented girls in the girls’ school.”
Unfortunately, she was not among the many talented women.
It won't cause any major disruption if she stays away for a few days.
Si Niannian looked tired and said slowly, "Song Qinghan and Bai Feiyan might go, right? You really don't..."
"That's right!"
Xie Changying suddenly perked up, stood up and said, "No, I have to go!"
Si Niannian is enjoying some peace and quiet here, so she's going to help her find out Song Qinghan's whereabouts!
Xie Changying, who had originally been reluctant to leave, suddenly became energetic and hurriedly urged her maid to pack her things.
Si Niannian yawned with her eyes lowered, her eyes filled with a lingering moisture, and she looked listless.
She's actually been quite tired these past two days.
The souls in the Hall of Heroes died too suddenly, and because they were personally brought back by Jie Ge'an, they couldn't distinguish between life and death for a while, and didn't even realize that they were already dead. They were stuck between life and death.
Still clinging to his last remaining obsession before death, thinking of killing the enemy for the country, his remnant soul gathered and soared into the sky with murderous aura.
Fortunately, Jie Ge'an himself possessed a strong malevolent aura, which suppressed the remnant soul and prevented any mishaps.
If it were someone with a weaker destiny and less malevolent energy, they would have been dead long ago, following Jie Ge'an's suicidal actions.
In order to guide these lingering, restless souls, Si Niannian would offer incense and lead the way every night.
She didn't stay long in the Hall of Heroes, and others only saw her burn a few sticks of incense, but only Si Niannian knew that she was so tired that her soul almost flew away.
Si Niannian chewed on the pastry in her hand without expression, and when she saw Jie Ge'an walking towards her, she silently raised her water glass.
She did this person a huge favor again.
Jie Ge'an met her gaze across the distance, his smile unchanged: "Is the chef's cooking to your liking?"
Si Niannian listlessly hummed in agreement: "Very good."
Compared to the Song family members who only knew how to waste ingredients, Jie Ge'an's subordinates were all incredibly capable.
She actually ate better here than at the Duke's mansion.
Jie Ge'an calmly withdrew his gaze from her face, not mentioning a word about what he had seen over the past two nights, and said to Jie Changying, "Your mother sent someone to pick you up. Have you packed your things?"
Xie Changying nodded vigorously: "Everything is ready."
“Alright,” Jie Ge’an waved, “Jingzhe, you take Ying back.”
Xie Changying nodded at first, then suddenly realized: "Uncle Jiu, what about Niannian?"
Isn't she coming back with me?
"She has other things to do."
Jie Ge'an gestured with his chin, indicating that Si Niannian should follow: "Let's go."
Although Si Niannian didn't know what else she had to do, she still obediently followed.
Jie Ge'an walked ahead without saying a word until he stopped in front of the Hall of Heroes.
This place was once a forbidden area that many people dared not mention.
Even under the blazing sun in broad daylight, a chilling wind always blows near the Hall of Heroes, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate, and a cold, eerie atmosphere pervades the area.
Two days later, the furnishings remained the same, but the feeling it gave people was completely different.
The warm sunlight shone down on the hall, making people feel warm and cozy.
That inexplicable, chilling aura seemed to dissipate silently.
Even though nothing happened, it felt like everything was different.
These changes occurred after Si Niannian's visit.
Jie Ge'an looked up at the plaque he had personally inscribed, and said as if in a dream, "I heard from Gu Yu that you've been coming here to offer incense these past two days?"
Si Niannian looked at the hall, which no longer showed any unusual signs, and nodded absentmindedly: "Yes."
"Why?"
Jie Ge'an said, "Doesn't a young girl know any taboos?"
"taboo?"
Si Niannian scoffed, "My lord, these people never harmed me when they were alive, and now that they're dead and turned into a pile of dry bones and ashes, what's there to be afraid of?"
She was born to deal with these unlucky things.
She feared the living more than the dead.
Jie Ge'an smiled enigmatically, stepped forward, and said, "Would you like to come inside and sit down with me?"
Si Niannian glanced at him, puzzled, but seeing that Ge An had already abandoned her and walked ahead, she finally relented and followed.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
If Jie Ge'an wants to sit, then he can sit.
The one offering incense in front of the hall was still the same one with only one hand. He called himself Old Mo and handed the lit incense to Jie Ge'an with a smile.
Jie Ge'an bowed three times and stood up, inserting incense sticks into the burner.
The fragrant mist rose silently, blurring Jiegean's vision: "Besides me, very few people come here."
"Could you take a look and see if there's anything else wrong here?"
That's a strange statement.
A large mourning hall for enshrining memorial tablets is only different in size from a common mourning hall. What advice can one have about it?
However, considering that the number of memorial tablets here might increase indefinitely, Si Niannian paused for a moment before saying, "I've heard that if we perform more rituals and prayers, the souls of the deceased can find peace more quickly."
"The Marquis has no shortage of money for religious ceremonies. When there's nothing else to do, why not hold a few more ceremonies to liven things up?"
People who die too suddenly often need a longer time to realize the fact of death.
The malevolent energy here is too strong; this action can indeed suppress it.
Jie Ge'an seemed to find it amusing, raising an eyebrow and saying, "The person is already dead and reduced to rotten bones, who are you going to perform the ritual for?"
"Who knows?" Si Niannian shrugged and said, "They hold big religious ceremonies; the living perform for the dead."
"Perhaps this is what people mean by 'better than nothing'?"
Jie Ge'an's laughter held a hint of amusement: "You're right."
“Grain Rain,” Jie Ge’an slowly closed his eyes, “Issue my order to invite the master of Fahua Temple to come tomorrow and perform a seven-day ritual to pray for the souls of the fallen heroes.”
Gu Yu was ordered to go out and deliver a message. Jie Ge'an looked at Si Niannian and said, "Song Mo will be executed today."
Judging by the time, the battle should be over by now.
Si Niannian's eyes flickered slightly.
Jie Ge'an said, "Madam Song was heartbroken over her beloved son and fainted several times. The emperor in the palace thought that Song Mo was a scourge that had been eliminated, and considering her loving motherly heart, he granted a special pardon to allow the Song family to go and see him off."
"I'm here to take you to see Song Mo off."
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