"Okay!" Wang Ming shouted and laughed: "It would be better for the general to cherish us. It would be great if we had another story!"

These days, due to the heat at noon, the rest time was longer than before. When some soldiers were resting, they were encouraged by Wang Ming to tell stories by General Xiao. At first, Xiao Yun had a stern face and ignored it. He knew that these guys were unyielding and begged for more than ten days. Xiao Yun could not do anything, so he had to agree. This promise came over when these guys rested every day.

In addition to cursing the initiator Wang Ming in his heart, General Xiao had to tell the story with a bitter face every day. From the original "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin", "Journey to the West", "Dream of the Red Chamber", to the later one by one, Qiong Yao's "Return of the Condor Heroes" and Gu Long's "Chu Liuxiang". I thought these ancient people would never like to listen to these stories, but after a few days, a group of big men heard Xiao Yanzi and Ziwei's tears kept flowing, making Xiao Yun so happy? "

Seeing Wang Ming and the other two approaching, Xiao Yun knew that today's storytelling could not be escaped.

Sure enough, Wang Ming smiled and came over and said, "General, are the soldiers waiting for your story?"

Xiao Yun glared at him and said nothing.

Wang Ming was extremely thick-skinned and didn't feel embarrassed. He put his body on his feet and killed him again, saying, "This is the soldiers who volunteered, but I, Lao Wang, who made the general tell the story so beautifully? Hehe, what story should the general tell today?"

Xiao Yun glanced at him with a squinted look. Sure enough, he saw thousands of soldiers on the field looking at him, his eyes full of longing. Xiao Yun sighed and said to himself: "The soldiers in ancient times were a little miserable. Apart from training, there was no fun. Listening to stories is probably the greatest pleasure, otherwise these guys would not go on one after another?"

"Oh, forgot, forgot, I really can't stand their longing eyes?" Xiao Yun shook his head.

Wang Ming saw it, until General Xiao made this look, today's story was almost certain to tell. He secretly felt happy. While Xiao Yun was not paying attention, he nodded to Mao Xiang, Geng Bingwen and thousands of poor waiting soldiers. These people were all human spirits, and they didn't understand it. Everyone was happy, and the expression on their faces and eyes was no longer as full of desire.

"Hehe, General, why don't you come up with a funny story today to satisfy your cravings?" Wang Ming salied, and asked with red eyes.

"Satisfies your cravings, I think you want to satisfy your cravings, right?" Xiao Yun glared at him angrily and cursed.

Wang Ming did not deny it, and smiled and said, "This is not a fault for the general. Since attacking Guanzhong, the soldiers have fought desperately. Now they have finally captured Qingyang. They thought they could relax, but they didn't know that the general had issued an order that the entire army would not go out. Isn't this a life for us? These guys have been holding back for a while, so the general thinks that these guys are pitiful!

The conversation between the two was clearly heard by the soldiers and passed on them one after another. For a moment, everyone's eyes shone like a hungry wolf.

Xiao Yun felt chill all over and cursed: "I'm afraid of you! Today I will talk about a paragraph of "Jin Ping Mei". You have to prick up your ears. This time, if you miss it, don't you say it again?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone's eyes shone and listened carefully, for fear that they would miss the wonderful place by accident. There was no sound in the huge venue, but the breathing sounds fluctuated with each other.

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "I'm starting!"

It is said that during the Zhenghe period of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, there was a romantic child in Qinghe County, Dongping Prefecture, Shandong Province. He was born with a strong appearance and a casual temperament. He had a few family members and was twenty-six or seven years old. This man's surname was Ximen, and he had a single name of Qing——?”

"Dadadadadadadadadadadadadadadada?" A sound of horse hooves sounded from the southeast direction. The sound of horse hooves came quickly. In a moment, he arrived at Qingyang City. The horseman did not immediately dismount. He glanced around and then strangled the horse reins and went to the big banyan tree. Then he turned over and dismounted, and said to Xiao Yun who was spitting out: "General Xiao, Marshal Chang died of illness in Liu Hechuan's army. Your Majesty asked the general to return to Yingtian quickly-?"

"Dong—?" Xiao Yun shook his body, fell to the ground, and fainted.

In Yingtian Imperial City, Zhu Yuanzhang had cried three times. Since he heard the news that Chang Yuchun died of illness, he had not had morning court for three consecutive days. This was something he had never experienced since he ascended the throne. Today, he finally managed to hold back his grief and went to morning court with the persuasion of a group of civil and military ministers. He remembered Chang Yuchun's wife Lan, who was afraid that she would not accept it, so he ordered Empress Ma to go to Chang Yuchun's house to accompany Lan.

After dealing with all this, Liu Ji, Li Shanchang, Song Lian and others were summoned to discuss arrangements for Chang Yuchun's funeral. Zhu Yuanzhang proposed to treat Chang Yuchun's funeral according to the funeral ceremony of Emperor Taizong of Song as King Zhao Pu of Han.

Liu Bowen, Li Shanchang and others had no objection, but they just posthumously sealed the tomb. Zhu Yuanzhang still needed to decide on Zhu Yuanzhang.

After Zhu Yuanzhang discussed with the three, Zhu Yuanzhang posthumously named Chang Yuchun as the Yiyun Pushing Cheng, Xuande Jingyuan's hero, Kaifu Yitong and the three ministers of the State's Supreme Minister, the right prime minister of the Taibao Secretariat, and posthumously named Kaiping King, and was posthumously named Rizhongwu. He was granted the title of Taimiao and announced to the world.

The tomb was chosen in Zhongshan and buried in three days.

Three days later, the Grand Marshal Xu Da, who had been expeditioning the Northern Expedition, led a large army back to Yingtian.

The loyal and brave uncle Xiao Yun led Geng Bingwen and Wang Ming galloped back!

General Deng Yu led the army back.

Tang He rushed to respond to the day.

Fu Youde, Hua Yunlong, and Jin Chaoxing all rushed back from their respective battlefields to send this friend for the last journey.

Three days of wake.

Chang Yuchun's wife, Lan, Hu, and three sons, the eldest son Chang Mao, the second son Chang Sheng, and the third son Chang Sen, were mourning in mourning.

The civil and military officials in the court looked silent, and more than a hundred people cried.

Three days later, he was buried with Zhongshan.

Heavy rain.

During the Ming Dynasty, all civil and military officials were led by Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhongshan, and more than 300 people were crowded with darkness.

"Fun!" The abbot's burial celebrating crying with grief.

There was a lot of crying!

Zhu Yuanzhang cried with the hearing, and said in a hoarse voice in front of the coffin:

I have thousands of lines of iron juice, and I will never cry for my children in my life.

Yesterday I suddenly heard that Chang Jun died, and the grass and trees were wet when the world was sprinkled."

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished his poem, he ordered to open the coffin and see the remains of his own. He took off his dragon robe and covered Chang Yuchun's body on the spot. He was the first to cry.

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