Return of the King, Chapter 1737 - 1631: The Spirit Hall

Chapter 1737: Chapter 1631: The Spirit Hall

"Song Ergou, how dare you do it but not admit it?" Song i Qin scread, "You know very well what you’ve done. My brother’s death is definitely related to you. You’re the one who studies potions; your concoctions are bizarre and extraordinary. To poison my brother would be as easy as lifting a finger for you. He must have been killed by you, absolutely!"

"You!"

Song Ergou was about to explode but suddenly heard a calm, deathly voice.

"Dad, don’t say anymore."

Song Yun sat on the ground, looking at the elderly man in front of him, and said, "Grandpa just left, and I hope he can go peacefully."

"Alright."

Song Ergou took a deep breath and nodded, while Song i Qin continued relentlessly, "Song Yun, you’re no good either. You colluded with Song Ergou to coerce my brother. Do you think I don’t know? Your so-called Shura Alliance uses our Song Family’s na to commit wrongdoings everywhere and make enemies. Do you think I don’t know? You father and son are the pests of our Song Family."

"I said, I hope my grandpa can go quietly."

After Song Yun spoke calmly, he turned his head and glanced at Song i Qin, saying, "If you say another word, I’ll kill you."

As soon as these words ca out, a sudden gust of wind blew through, making Song i Qin’s hair flutter wildly.

Song i Qin felt an overwhelmingly strong murderous intent envelop her body, and a cold sensation rushed up from her feet.

This cold sensation made Song i Qin’s body stiffen as if it was frozen, and the words she planned to continue saying were forcibly stuck in her throat, unable to co out.

"I want to quietly accompany my grandpa. All of you, leave." Song Yun turned his head and looked at Mr. Song, saying.

"Sigh!"

Song ifeng sighed and said, "Song Yun, everyone is very sad. You stay here to accompany your brother. I’ll go arrange the funeral..."

After speaking, Song ifeng trembled as she stood up and walked out of Mr. Song’s room, with Song Chun following behind her.

Song i Qin initially wanted to say more, but was taken away by Song Kunlun, who had arrived later, and Song Dong left the room without anyone noticing.

Song Ergou exchanged a glance with Ye Qingsi and said, "Let Song Yun accompany Uncle. I need to prepare so things."

"Okay."

Ye Qingsi nodded and left the room with Song Ergou.

"Song Yun, don’t be sad."

Xiao Qing and other won of Song Yun at this ti ca in from outside. Li Shishi didn’t co because she had to take care of their child. Moreover, according to the rules of the Song Family, when soone dies, those who have just given birth are not allowed to attend the sending-off. It’s said that the deceased might transfer their death aura to the baby — a tradition of large families.

"I’m fine." Song Yun shook his head and said, "You all go back and rest. I’ll stay with grandpa."

"We’ll stay with you."

To which Xiao Qing said.

"You guys should go back."

At this ti, Xia Tian spoke up, "Song Yun needs peace."

"Sister Xia Tian..." Xiao Qing looked worriedly at Xia Tian.

"It’s alright, I’ll stay with him." Xia Tian said.

"Then... Song Yun, we’ll leave first." Xiao Qing and the others glanced at Song Yun with full sorrow and left the room, but Qingluan stayed.

Suddenly, there were only four people left in the entire room.

Song Yun, Xia Tian, Qingluan, Mr. Song.

Song Yun just sat on the ground, looking at Mr. Song on the bed, not speaking, nor asking the two won to leave.

The two won sat quietly next to Song Yun, not saying a word.

Although the entire red-walled area was shrouded in sadness because of Mr. Song’s passing, the room was uniquely quiet and peaceful.

Mr. Song seed as if he was rely asleep.

Ti slowly trickled by.

Unconsciously, the sky brightened.

The arrangents turned out to be much simpler than expected.

Song Laifu took out a will of Mr. Song from sowhere, in which Mr. Song said that after his death, he didn’t need to be buried in Baoshan, Beijing. He only wanted to be cremated and his ashes scattered in several places. According to the will, this was to follow in the footsteps of soone he once admired.

It’s worth ntioning the deep friendship between Mr. Song and that individual. Their relationship was profound, and the true rise of the Song Family happened in that era. Mr. Song always regarded him as a great brother, which is why the will stated to emulate his past actions by spreading his ashes at places like the Great Wall and Yellow River.

In the will, Mr. Song also ntioned that there should be no grand morial service or anyone coming to pay respects, just to directly proceed by cremation.

Although the will said so, no one in the Song Family dared to simply dispose of Mr. Song in such a manner. After all, it was Mr. Song, the greatest Family Head of the Song Family, whose status was on par with the red-walled elite.

However, the Song Family did not hold a large-scale ceremony, rely setting up a simple morial hall.

In the morning, mbers of the Song Family responsible for Mr. Song’s funeral ca to Mr. Song’s room. They began applying makeup and changing clothes for Mr. Song. Although they initially intended to wash Mr. Song’s body, Song Yun insisted on handling this task himself.

Song Yun, by himself, cleaned Mr. Song’s body thoroughly before allowing others to co in for makeup and dress. When washing Mr. Song’s body, Song Yun showed no discomfort or embarrassnt. In his eyes, Mr. Song was his family, his closest kin.

Once everything was done, Mr. Song’s remains were to be moved to the Song Family residence’s hall.

By then, the hall had already been decorated as a funeral parlor, with Mr. Song’s remains placed in the center. The hall resonated with funeral music, and inside stood two rows of people, led naturally by Song Ergou.

Song i Qin, Song ifeng, and others stood under Song Ergou. Despite i Qin’s outburst yesterday, she seed much calr today, rely sitting on the ground, burning paper money in an iron basin.

Mr. Song’s farewell ceremony began quickly.

Many people, including those from the Zhou Family, Tang Family, Zhao Family, and Li Family, ca to the Song Family, paying their respects along with many prominent figures of Beijing.

The morial service continued into the afternoon when an important figure arrived at the funeral parlor.

Dressed in a black suit, the individual walked directly in front of Mr. Song’s remains and respectfully bowed three tis. This signified considerable regard, and naturally, Song Yun, as the family mber, handled all the formalities.

"My condolences."

After solemnly uttering this to Song Ergou, the individual left. For soone of such stature to co and pay respects to Mr. Song was indeed a great honor.