Chapter 1000 Memorial Service Lasts Seven Days (2/2)



Grandpa Cai snorted coldly: "How can it be that simple? There must be someone behind Qingqing who dares to attack her."

Xu Jingyao walked in from outside and said, "Three old generals, the man who attacked General Lin was Zhou Gong. He has been ordered to be dismissed and imprisoned, and will be tried and convicted immediately. The other implicated personnel have all been executed. I just returned from my work."

If these people were executed, even if someone wanted to investigate the cause of General Lin’s death by poisoning, they would have no way to do so.

"That's not enough!"

Old Master Tong held his gun high in the air. Even if he killed all these people's families, it would still not be enough to fight against Qingqing's granddaughter.

Grandpa Song felt extremely guilty.

Qingqing has outstanding abilities, and many people have always been concerned about her and have had bad intentions towards her.

He should have sent more guards.

He was assassinated at the age of twenty.

This is the age of flower...

Mr. Zhang waved to Song Yiyuan, indicating that he should place the old man next to him.

Song Yiyuan supported his grandfather, who was crying, and walked to sit next to Zhang Gong.

Mr. Zhang immediately spoke in a gentle voice to comfort her.

Song Yiyuan walked to the door again, snatched the gun from Old Man Tong's hand, and made them both sit next to Mr. Zhang.

Just as the three of them were arranged, Song's father and mother also arrived.

When Song's mother saw Lin Qingqing lying on the bed, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Qingqing~"

"How come you are so young..."

"What should Langlang and the others do? Qingqing..."

She initially disliked Lin Qingqing's background, but the more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became. Not only was she beautiful and kind, but she was also excellent...

Later, she felt that it was a blessing for the Song family that Qingqing could marry into the Song family.

It's only been two years, how come...

Song's father was also very sad. After asking several leaders, he pulled Song Yiyuan aside and asked him the reason.

After knowing the death of Lin Qingqing and the above handling methods.

He felt a little less upset.

All those who harmed the Qing Dynasty were killed, and even Duke Zhou was imprisoned and interrogated. It can be seen that the authorities have done everything they can.

I heard that the memorial service will be held with a funeral ceremony.

Father Song sighed.

"It's not in vain Qingqing went this far."

He suppressed the pain in his heart and helped Song's mother up who was crying on the bed.

He whispered, "There are still many leaders here. What we need to do now is to hold a memorial service for Qingqing and let her pass away in a dignified manner. Now everything is settled."

Song's mother sobbed, shrugged her shoulders, and cried softly with her mouth pursed.

Xu Jingyao gave Song Yiyuan a look.

General Lin may wake up at any time, so we have to transfer him to Babaoshan as soon as possible.

"Colonel Song, everything is ready. Things are being prepared at Babaoshan as well. We'll transfer General Lin there now. The memorial service will begin tomorrow and last for seven days."

Song Yiyuan nodded.

Someone brought in Si Xun's military uniform, and everyone left. Song's mother changed Lin Qingqing's uniform.

People carrying the coffin also walked into the hospital.

This is a coffin made of premium red sandalwood. I don't know where Xu Jingyao got it from in such a short time.

Lin Qingqing, wearing her army uniform, was carried into the coffin by Song Yiyuan, Jiang Haixia, Meng Yang and Dong Hui.

Song Yiyuan, Jiang Haixia, Ruan Shusen, Meng Yang, Dong Hui, and Yu Changping personally carried the coffin and slowly walked out of the emergency department.

The military band immediately played sad music.

As the sad music played, everyone couldn't help but shed tears.

The coffin was in front, and the leaders followed behind.

Even the medical staff and Director Zhu at the other end of the corridor couldn't help but shed tears.

On the one hand, he wept bitterly over the assassination of Lin Qingqing at the age of twenty.

On the one hand, I am sad to see such a talented person pass away.

The two Lin brothers were stopped two blocks away from the hospital.

Hearing sadness and joy, my heart tightens.

They could only pace back and forth anxiously, waiting for someone to come out.

The coffin was placed in the cabin of a truck. Song Yiyuan and others guarded the coffin, and Xu Jingyao also got on the truck.

The hospital entrance was filled with military vehicles, and the road was lined with a convoy that stretched as far as the eye could see.

This is a funeral procession.

Xu Jingyao stood on the truck, pulled out his gun and fired three shots into the air, one to see General Lin off, and the other to notify the convoy to start moving.

(Lin Qingqing returns as a general, are you looking forward to it?)

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