Xiao Xuanrui was extremely angry. He hated it the most. Some people said that he was not the eldest son, and he was not the legitimate son. This was the thorn in his body. If anyone didn't open his eyes and plucked his thorn, peeling off the skin and bones, it would be minor. . His gaze inadvertently glanced around. Within a few seconds, someone walked into the crowd, grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulders, and dragged him out of the crowd. Not many people noticed this episode. , Xiao Xuanrui smiled and passed, raising his feet to cross the threshold and enter the mourning hall. Yun Luan's cheeks were cold, and he stretched out his arms to block his way. "Your Highness, Prince Rui, please stay, you can't carry the coffin..." Xiao Xuanrui frowned. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Luan with some displeasure: "Why can't I carry the coffin for the general? This is the royal family. Do you really want the county owner to refuse the honor bestowed by the general's mansion?"

Yun Luan curled his lips slightly, his eyes full of mockery. "Your Majesty has a distinguished status, so we don't dare to bother you to do such a thing... lest it be spread out, and it will be said that our general's palace treats Prince Rui harshly, disrespects the prince, and disrespects the prince." It’s royal.”

These words left Xiao Xuanrui speechless. He twitched his lips and smiled: "Then why can the emperor's uncle carry the coffin, but I can't?"

Xiao Tingyan chuckled: "I am the son-in-law of the general's palace. Are you the emperor's nephew? In what capacity do you carry the coffin for the general of the country? If you are the prince, I still advise you to go back first. Ask the emperor what he means and see if he is willing to see his most beloved son bend his royal back for a minister..." "Just like what the county master just said, lest the general's mansion be detained again. The next one is disrespectful to the prince and the royal family. Today's general government cannot afford such a crime."

The people around him couldn't help but change their eyes when looking at Xiao Xuanrui. They whispered and secretly discussed some of the things that happened yesterday. The more Xiao Xuanrui listened, the colder his face became... This was not the result he wanted. Originally, he thought that he By carrying the coffin today, he can create a wave of goodwill in front of the people. Who knows, stealing chickens and losing rice, and the current situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for him. Xiao Xuanrui's face stiffened, and he looked at Xiao Tingyan gloomily. Yun Luan said coldly: "I understand your prince's wishes, and please step aside so as not to miss the auspicious time for my father and brother to lift up the coffin. The people here and outside are watching, and the prince must not want to see it." , each other’s face was disgraced, the result of too much quarrel, right?”

Xiao Xuanrui clenched his fists and looked at Yun Luan coldly. He couldn't help it and asked immediately: "Yun Luan, do you hate me particularly? Do you think it was me who killed your father and brother? ?”

There was no warmth in Yun Luan's eyes, and there was no ups and downs from the beginning to the end. "My lord, you have thought too much. Didn't the culprit of the murder of my father and brother commit suicide out of fear of crime? Those things are in the past, and I will naturally not hold on to them anymore. Don't let me go..." "Your Majesty, please do as you please. If we delay it any longer, I'm afraid we will really miss the time."

Chu Ying came over, changed the subject, and calmly pulled Xiao Xuanrui away. Xiao Xuanrui was naturally unwilling, but in full view of the public, he had already lost the opportunity, and naturally it was not easy to continue to entangle him. If he was here There was a disturbance at the funeral stall, and I am afraid that the people were the first to be dissatisfied with him. Xiao Xuanrui endured the anger in his heart, held his breath, gritted his teeth and stepped back. He watched helplessly as Xiao Tingyan and Zhou Tong carried the coffin and carried the general Zhenguo. The coffin walked out of the mourning hall. After the spirit was raised, the coffin quickly left the door. Yun Luan stepped out of the gate of the General's Mansion and looked up to see a vast expanse of white. Countless people were kneeling on the roadside, all wearing mourning clothes and white cloths on their heads... ...Everyone looked solemn, wailing in a low voice, shouting for the general and the eldest son to go away. Countless paper money was sprinkled into the air, like goose feathers and heavy snow, falling on every corner of the street. Every other alley, There will be a platform set up. There are incense and candles placed on the platform for worship. Turning a corner and walking onto the spacious street, Yun Luan saw that someone had set up an altar... The altar was filled with melons. Fruits, abundant crops, incense candles, and braziers burning paper money. Yun Luan's eyes couldn't help but feel a little confused, and her originally clear eyes gradually became filled with hazy tears. She knew that these altars were dedicated to, They were all organized voluntarily by the common people. They were all using the utmost sincerity to send their father and brother off on their way... The ten-mile long street was covered with white prayer flags! Every street corner was filled with people kneeling in sackcloth and mourning. They are not ignorant people who do not understand gratitude. They know clearly that the reason why Nanchu can maintain today's peaceful and prosperous age is closely related to the General's Mansion. There are no sons and daughters of the century-old General's Mansion who use their flesh and blood to fight and guard on the battlefield. Territory, there is no peaceful life for the people like them. Yun Qing choked and cried, holding Yun Luan's cold hand tightly. "Xiaosi, my father and brother did not die in vain. The people all remember their merits and sacrifices. "

"So, father and eldest brother, can they rest in peace?"

Yun Luan tried her best to push back the tears that were flowing in her eyes. She stared at the sky where heavy snow gradually began to drift. "I can't close my eyes... because the damn people are not dead yet..." "One day, I will let them Rest in peace.”
Chapter completed!