The distance from Yingtianfu to Fengyang is very close, but the weather is different.

The cold wind in Huaixi is far colder than that in Jiangnan and is even more sharp.

The world here is also bleaker than the south of the Yangtze River. When walking on the road, the light white snow on the ground has no beauty at all. Instead, it looks like vitiligo that is disgusting to the patient.

Walking on the road, the wind was sobbing in my ears. On the rugged bare trunks on both sides of the road, black birds spread their wings as the convoy passed by. They flew very quickly, making it difficult to tell whether it was a crow or a magpies.

The old man was still sitting on the shaft of the cart, wrapped in a thick blanket, his beard swings with the wind, and the wrinkles on his face looked very stiff due to the cold wind.

In the entire team, because they had just come out of Chuzhou, they witnessed the sudden passing of Fengxiang Hou Zhang Long, and were filled with silent grief.

"Grandpa Emperor!" Zhu Yunxiu called out lightly next to the old man, then took out a fur and covered the old man's feet, put the old man's feet in his arms, and carefully kneaded them, "Old Hou Zhang, Zhang

It’s also a grand funeral, so you don’t have to worry too much!”

"Oh!" The old man sighed, opened his eyes, and looked ahead with a cold look, "We know!" As he said that, a smile forced on his face, "Actually, he is lucky!"

"Drinking wine and eating meat, marrying a wife and doing weddings. The house is full of guests. When I meet my children and grandchildren and fellow villagers, I explain the funerals almost the same..."

"Then a man was stalked on the ground with a smile on his face, and he was not guilty at all. After he died, he was serving his children and grandchildren and daughter-in-law. Some people changed their wedding clothes to old clothes, some people shave their faces and wear shoes, and some people slapped banners and threw banners.

Basin. Ready-made musician team, ready-made guests, ready-made flowing mats, fucking..."

"In his life, he has done everything he killed, arson, raped, and robbed. With such a result, God is really good to him! How many people have never done any bad things in their lives, but no one cares about their bodies when they die,

Not to mention the glory of the glory."

"There are people who come and leave lively. Zhang Long will never be a human being in vain in his life, and he will be blessed and blessed!"

"Damn, how many people have passed away in the past few years? A group of old killers, one will go today and one will go tomorrow, so you can't go there in groups? It's heartbreaking, one will come in a while!"

Although he was separated by a fur, Zhu Yunyu could still feel that the old man's feet were very stiff, so he simply put the old man's feet in his arms to warm him when the old man was talking.

"The grandson has already sent an order. The prince-in-law Zhang Lin and his eldest son Zhang Jie will immediately return to Chuzhou to handle the funeral of the old marquis." Zhu Yunsheng said, "The Ministry of Rites is also coming, and the grandson asks the inner government to allocate 1,000 silver dollars."

For funerals, the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy wrote the inscription of Fengxianghou." As he said that, Zhu Yunxiu looked at the old man, "Do you want to posthumously be named Duke of the County...?"

"All people are dead, what's the use of those false names?" The old man smiled slightly, "The dead cannot see them, but the living people will be crazy because of false names." As he said that, the old man suddenly opened his eyes wide and laughed, "Ha, from that time, I've been so angry that I was not here."

When we come out of Haozhou, we are taking this path!"

"There is a chasing hill over there, the Shibali Bridge to the west, and the Maoer Mountain to the east. After passing Maoer Mountain, we will be our Gujia Village..."

Seeing that the old man had a real smile, Zhu Yunxi said, "But when you brought the twenty-four generals in Huaixi to establish your own business!"

"Yes! Add us, twenty-five people and twenty-five war horses." The old man suddenly pulled out his feet, stood on the shaft, looked at the mountain scenery not far away, and suddenly shouted, "Hey, we are Zhu Chong."

Eight, we're back!"

The birds are frightened, but the mountains and rivers are silent.

The echoes trembled, so the Tao meets people again.

After decades of blinking, the young man's temples were stained with silver, and his heroism had not diminished yet.

It was just a single shadow on the way home, and I didn't see the crowd back then.

"Hahahaha!" the old man sat down again and said with a smile, "When we took our brothers to start our own business, we were shouting along the way. Sun, your mother, you must make a name for yourself, and you must make a name for yourself."

"Later, we came back, but we didn't follow this path. The people around us are no longer the people we used to be!"

The young man is loyal and embarked on a journey to reward his ambitions.

The heroes' tears, the remaining armor, the blood helmet, the spear, the red tassels, never hang.

Looking back for more than fifty years, I suddenly forgot to drink hot wine with my old man.

But I still remember a little homesickness in my heart.

If you want to ask the world, do you know or not?

I don’t want to be silent and there is no answer, but the mountains are still there.

Suddenly, the old man's smile dimmed, "In a blink of an eye, the years have passed." As he said, he continued to look at the scenery around him, "Oh, when people get old, they are about to die!" Grandpa Emperor! Don't say the word "death"

!" Zhu Yunxi smiled and said, "Are you still tough? The grandson accompanied you back to worship the tomb to make you happy, not to make you uncomfortable!"

"It's better to be more uncomfortable, but only to be uncomfortable can you know what we have experienced in our entire life!" The old man said lightly, looking at Zhu Yunxi, "Da Sun, do you know what it feels like when people get old?"

The wind seemed to be getting stronger, and there were snowflakes hitting the face.

The old man continued to say without waiting for Zhu Yunxiu to speak, "It feels uncomfortable when people get old, and there is no comfortable place on their bodies. Either they are tired or sour, or they are blocked or they hurt!"

"I don't have the energy, don't want to eat or sleep, my mind is always the same as before. I feel that life is getting harder and harder, and my mother is getting faster and faster!"

"I haven't lived enough, there are still many things I haven't done yet, and many wishes have not been paid back, but I have no time!"

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, emotions, and desires, and choices, wandering, and being content with one's own ease.

The world remains unchanged but the world is short, and separation and reunion are not yet full and welcoming joys and sorrows.

"I regret it a little!" The old man looked at Zhu Yunxiu and suddenly smiled teasingly.

Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile, "What do you regret? But what's the matter? Grandson helps you!"

"I regret giving you the big position too early!" The old man kicked Zhu Yunxi gently, "We have nothing to do, we are all scattered all day long, and we have a lot of thoughts in our minds!"

"Haha!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "What's there to regret about this? After returning to Beijing, my grandson will......"

"Get out of your egg!" the old man cursed with a smile, "We give you the great throne to abdicate. What's the point of giving you the fuck? We're usurping the throne? Haha!"

Smiling, the old man patted Zhu Yunxi's shoulder with his big hand, "Do you do it well, when you are old in the future, you will also take this path when you return to Fengyang to worship the tomb alone, and then shout with confidence, "Our Zhu family masters."

Have a clear conscience!”

The two of them were talking when the carriage in front suddenly stopped.

Then Guo Ying and Cao Zhen jumped out of the carriage, ran to the side of the road and untied their clothes and pointed them at a big tree.

"Let's go and get rid of it!" the old man laughed.

While walking, he untied his robe and leaned over and staggered Guo Ying.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Zhen's yelled and scolded him on the side of the road, "Governor Guo, you pee on my shoes!"

"If you didn't pee on your face, you should be happy secretly!" Guo Ying was not willing to be outdone.

"I...I'm fucking slap you!" Cao Zhen turned the gun head.

"Are you sick?" Guo Ying jumped and cursed.

"Fourth brother, you can also criticize him!" The old man laughed, "You two are so powerful, let's give it to the one among you!"

Zhu Yunxi smiled at the three white-bearded old men on the roadside, and laughed and scolded like naughty boys.

Deng Ping rode his horse over and whispered, "Long live the emperor, Fengyang is coming soon!"

"I understand!" Zhu Yunxie replied and continued to look at the roadside.
Chapter completed!