153: Among all kinds of musical instruments, suona is the king

Half an hour later.

After everyone finished the feast, a group of guards carried out two coffins. It was time to set off.

The coffins were carried out of the Old Residence, gongs and drums sounded, undertakers cleared the way, and paper money was scattered.

Xie Cangxuan followed alongside. The others didn't go to see them off; they were only responsible for giving money and attending the feast. As for the rest, it had nothing to do with them.

Xie Weilou looked at Zhang Long and Zhao Hu and asked, "How much did you collect?"

Zhang Long whispered, "A total of over 300,000 taels. The storage bags are full."

Xie Weilou glanced at them and frowned, "My brothers are being buried, and you only invited a few people to beat gongs and drums? Go immediately and invite a better band."

"Understood."

The two nodded quickly.

"Wait!"

Xie Weilou raised an eyebrow and waved his hand, "Never mind, inviting musicians wastes money and time. This Young Master will send them off himself."

After speaking, he pulled out a suona from his sleeve and immediately caught up with the procession.

Woo!

The sound of the suona rang out. It wasn't played very well, but it was barely passable. The sound was mournful and piercing, directly overpowering the sounds of many other instruments.

Among all instruments, the suona reigns supreme—this was no joke.

This left the people beating gongs and drums in front speechless. This Xie Weilou was clearly there to ruin their livelihood.

"......"

Everyone else was also speechless.

However, as soon as the suona sounded, the atmosphere of the entire scene became even more somber and sorrowful. The people who were originally full from the feast felt inexplicably depressed after hearing the suona.

When a suona is played, it's either for a wedding or a funeral. When they eventually pass on, they'll probably also have a suona player send them off.

"My sons! You died unjustly! Your father has failed you!"

After hearing the suona, Xie Cangxuan's old tears flowed freely.

Pain, such pain!

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the moment the Old Master and Xie Nantian died.

At that time, he was overjoyed, thinking he could become the Marquis Zhenxi, and he even hired musicians to celebrate. The sound of the suona was endless, like a wedding night. Now, hearing it again, he felt heartbroken!

Xie Weilou walked beside the procession, playing the suona for a while. He said in a hoarse voice, "A thousand years of pipa, ten thousand years of zither, a lifetime of erhu, and a suona ends the whole show. When first heard, one doesn't understand the meaning of the suona; when heard again, one is already in the coffin. Wu Shang, Wu Ji, your brother is here to send you off. May you rest in peace!"

"......"

Everyone felt a strange stir in their hearts, and their eyes even became misty. At this moment, Xie Weilou's expression didn't seem feigned; it truly looked like deep brotherly affection!

"Brother Xie, a man of deep emotion."

Yan Junlin's eyes were red as he gently wiped the corners of them.

Yan Wuhai and the others watched coldly. Xie Weilou and Yan Junlin were truly two drama queens. No wonder they were close; with such personalities, they deserved to be brothers.

Xie Weilou lost two brothers; hopefully, he'll lose another!

He played for a hundred meters.

Xie Weilou's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was extremely pale. He really couldn't play anymore. He said with dim eyes, "Wu Shang, Wu Ji, my ability is limited, so I'll only send you this far. If there's a next life, we'll still be brothers."

The coffin procession continued forward. Xie Weilou watched them go and did not follow, until the procession had gone far away.

Yan Ruyi walked over and glanced at This Xie, "You play the suona well; you even made people cry."

This Xie looked at Yan Ruyi, his eyes red, "Red for entering, white for leaving; red sedan chair, black wooden coffin; the suona is heard twice in a lifetime. Since Princess likes it, Xie Weilou will play for Princess next time. Princess, do you want a red sedan chair or a black coffin?"

Yan Ruyi's expression froze, and she immediately stepped back. She looked at This Xie with a face full of disdain, "Hmph! You hateful fellow, go play for yourself!"

This Xie said with a face full of sorrow, "Today, This Xie is heartbroken. In Zhenxi Marquis Manor, This Xie has no brothers, no family left. From now on, I am alone... Everyone, please disperse!"

After speaking, he staggered into an alley. After a few steps, he played the suona again, but it sounded even worse, like noise.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu immediately followed him.

"Haha! He's acting so well, and playing so badly."

Wei Changle's face was full of mockery. Looking at Xie Weilou's sorrowful appearance, those who didn't know would really think the three brothers had an excellent relationship.

Yan Junlin said with a complex expression, "Brother Xie isn't playing a suona; he's playing life, time, pain, and solace for the departed. We can only hear the sound of the suona, so how can we hear the sorrow in his heart? The suona can guide the departed, but it cannot guide him!"

As he said this, he looked at Yan Wuhai and the others, and said with a mournful expression, "Brothers, when we go back this time, your brother will learn the suona. You are also at the age for marriage, and your brother will play for you then."

"......"

Their faces darkened. Did he want them to die so badly?

— — — — — —

Tianquan Division.

"Using two dead people to gather wealth, aren't you afraid of disturbing the spirits?"

Baili Changqing looked at Xie Weilou speechlessly.

Xie Weilou sighed, "Pacification Envoy, don't speak nonsense. My two brothers' biggest dream was to inherit Zhenxi Marquis Manor and develop it. Now that they are dead, such a heavy responsibility has fallen upon me. I am helping them complete what they left unfinished!"

Making money from the dead is indeed improper.

However, it also depends on what kind of dead. The Xie Family hated him to the bone and would seize any opportunity to strike. They were already mortal enemies, so why should he give them any face?

If he didn't have some capability, he would probably have died long ago. At that time, Xie Cangxuan and the others would surely have held banquets and been even happier.

Baili Changqing looked at Xie Weilou with a strange expression, "Actually, when your Old Master and your father died, Xie Cangxuan also hired people to celebrate. All kinds of instruments were played..."

"Damn it! So hateful? This Young Master didn't play the suona well just now; I'll go play it again."

Upon hearing this, Xie Weilou's face immediately turned incredibly gloomy.

He thought he was being innovative, but he didn't expect that Xie Cangxuan had already done this. That old bastard was truly hateful.

Baili Changqing immediately pulled Xie Weilou, glaring, "Don't mess around, kid. This time, you invited people from the Prime Minister's Residence, which led to many officials going to the Xie Family. This is no small matter. Behave yourself recently."

Forming factions was not a problem, but if the group was too large and affected the rule of the Emperor, it would be a capital offense.

"Alright!"

Xie Weilou shrugged slightly. He clutched his stomach; he hadn't eaten today yet.

"......"

Baili Changqing chuckled, then turned and left.

In fact, this incident could not be considered faction-forming, because the Emperor was watching and tacitly approved it.

Otherwise, who would dare to go to the Xie Family?

Xie Weilou looked at Zhang Long and Zhao Hu beside him and casually pulled out two thousand taels: "You two also worked hard today. Take this money to buy some wine and treat the brothers of the Second Hall as well."

"Thank you, Young Master."

The two's faces lit up with joy, and they quickly took the silver notes.