The prince is very cruel

Chapter 540

Guan Ning stopped him immediately with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Going now won't be the best way. The news will likely be blocked, and Long Yun will definitely stop at nothing to silence us."

"Tomorrow is the day of our ancestor's funeral. All the prominent figures in Bashan will be there, including the leader of the Ba people's Jumai."

"Let's wait until tomorrow, in front of everyone, we will catch this bastard off guard, and then investigate the cause of our ancestor's death!" There was a murderous look in his eyes.

Lou Xinyue's beautiful eyes lit up when she heard this: "Good idea!"

"Let's go, let's go first." Guan Ning said.

Lou Xinyue nodded and subconsciously reached out to take Guan Ning's outstretched hand.

A night passes in the blink of an eye.

Due to limited conditions, Guan Ning was forced to sleep in the tree with Lou Xinyue in his arms all night, and did not wake up until dawn.

At this time, Bashan was already crowded with people. The ancestor was respected during his lifetime and was both virtuous and powerful, so people from all over Bashan came here, and even people from some other areas of Shu were rushing here. The scene was unprecedented.

Guan Ning and Lou Xinyue disguised themselves a little and successfully blended into the crowd.

As soon as I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I saw the whole mountain covered in white mourning and everyone was crying. They were definitely not crying for help, but were expressing their innermost emotions.

Guan Ning took great pains to reach Bashan Mountain and squeezed into a relatively forward position.

There was a huge mourning hall set up outside the Bashan Ancestral Hall, with paper money flying and flames blazing. People from the nine branches of Bashan gathered there, but Nie Nan was nowhere to be seen.

Long Yun knelt in front of the coffin in mourning clothes, crying incessantly.

"Ancestor!"

“Ancestor!!”

"Lord Long, I express my condolences!"

"Yes, Lord Long, your time is up, but you still have a long way to go. You must not fall ill. You were the person our ancestors valued most. Bashan still needs you!"

The performance, in unison, almost overwhelmed the atmosphere of the entire mourning hall.

Those who didn't know secretly praised Long Yun for his loyalty and filial piety, while those who knew some of the inside story looked unnatural. After all, Long Yun had been punished by the ancestors more than once, but Nie Nan was guilty of a capital crime, and Long Yun was indeed the most capable person, so they didn't dare to say anything.

Guan Ning hid in the crowd and sneered: "This bastard acted well enough."

"Crying in the funeral hall, crying yourself into the protagonist, Sima Zhao's intentions are known to everyone."

Lou Xinyue is equally cool and beautiful, and she and Guan Ning are a perfect match.

"He will soon understand what it means that God is watching what you do."

At this moment, suddenly, the appearance of a middle-aged man caught Guan Ning's attention.

He was wearing a long black robe, looking very solemn and dignified. Unlike the others, his attire was obviously very exquisite, made of silk, far from the coarse clothes worn by the people in Bashan and Shu. Behind him were several imposing guards.

He was almost identical to Long Yun, kneeling before the coffin, weeping and sobbing.

"Grandfather, you and I have been friends for many years, regardless of age difference. Since our last farewell, I never thought it would be forever!"

"God is blind, God is blind!" The man pounded the ground, extremely sad.

It attracted a lot of attention in the public eye.

Many people from Bashan immediately stepped forward to comfort him: "Song Governor, the ancestor is gone, the living should not grieve!"

"Prefect Song, please take care of yourself!"

Governor?

Guan Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged man in black not far away. "As far as I know, the existence of this governor is in fundamental conflict of interest with the clan power in Bashan. The people of Shu have always listened to the ancestors of Bashan, and the governor is more like a decoration."

"I haven't heard that our ancestor had much dealings with this governor."

Lou Xinyue frowned, "Yes, there is something strange."

While the two were talking, the funeral had reached its climax. Various funeral music and monks chanting scriptures were extremely noisy. Coupled with the crying of Long Yun, the governor of Shu, the tragic atmosphere on the scene reached its peak, and everyone was secretly wiping away tears.

There is no way. The ancestor's status is too high, so high that the emperor needs to win him over in order to control Shu more steadily. This is evident!