Yun Zhao had a sullen face, walked through the tall archway, and entered the gate. Looking at Yun Zhao's face, Wu Fan and others cautiously followed him a few steps behind. Even Jiang Xu, who had always been carefree, held his breath.

Tip toe.

At first glance, you can tell that a lot of effort has been put into this cemetery. The roads inside are all paved with bluestone slabs. Both sides of the road are lined with pines and cypresses. If it were not winter but summer, it would be extremely cool when you walk in.

After walking a few steps, Yun Zhao stopped. On his left hand side, there was a tomb. Looking at the direction, Yun Zhao remembered that this was once the home of his second grandfather. When he walked to the tomb, Yun Zhao squatted down and stretched out his hand.

After brushing off the snow on the tombstone, the tomb of Yun Dashan, with the characters Yun Zhaojin, appeared in front of me. Yun Dashan was the name of the second grandfather.

Yun Zhao knelt down, kowtowed three times, stood up straight, and walked inside. The previous house was long gone. The fire burned Yunjia Village into ruins. Now, on top of the original house,

There is a tomb standing there, and on each tomb is the name of the family. Without exception, the name is Yunzhao.

These are naturally the masterpieces of Jardan, and a great deal of thought was obviously spent on doing them well. Yun Zhao slowly walked through the tombs, getting closer and closer to his former home.

He buried his mother on the ruins of his home. Yun Zhao's hands trembled slightly.

In front of the road, a large bamboo forest appeared, covered with white snow, and the ice reflected the light in the sun. Between the bamboo forest, there was a winding path. Yun Zhao walked towards the bamboo forest without hesitation. As soon as he came out of the forest, he couldn't help but think of Yun.

Zhao, even Wu Fan and Jiang Xu who were following Yun Zhao took a breath of cold air.

It was a large-scale tomb, with a main tomb with a splayed fan and a series of auxiliary buildings, covering an area of ​​half an acre. Above the monument, two phoenixes were flying together, and on the pillars in front, a coiled dragon was entwined.

, vivid. In front of the tomb, two unicorns stand proudly, just like two guards, guarding on both sides of the tomb door, and extending to both sides. There are endless layers of various stone sculptures, faintly surrounding the entire tomb in the middle.

"Oh my God! Wu Fan exclaimed, "What a high standard, Governor. This is a tomb built according to the prince's regulations!"

"It's very beautiful!" Jiang Xu didn't know what the regulations were, but he thought this tomb was very grand and majestic.

Yun Zhao still didn't speak, strode to the tomb, knelt down on his knees, Wu Fan quickly took the incense from the guard, lit it and handed it to Yun Zhao, holding the incense in both hands and raising it to his forehead, Yun Zhao stood three times in front of his mother's tomb.

Pray nine times.

"Mom, I'm back!" He said loudly: "Your son is back to see you!"

"My son is unfilial. It has been eight years since I came back to offer you incense and kowtow to you!" Yun Zhao's voice started to sob, and his tears fell to the ground.

"Captain, my condolences!" Wu Fan knelt down half a step behind Yun Zhao, knocked his head a few times, got up and helped Yun Zhao up. "Captain, today you can be considered as returning home in fine clothes. The old lady knows what she knows under Jiuquan, and she knows how to do it.

Very happy."

"I have everything now. But my mother can't see or enjoy it!" Yun Zhao lowered his head, "If time could be turned back, I would rather not have all this. I just hope that when I go home at sunset every day, I can

I saw my mother leaning against the door and looking at her."

"The Governor's filial piety can be felt by the old lady in heaven!" Wu Fan whispered: "Captain, don't be too sad. There is a bamboo house over there. You can go there and take a rest!"

Yun Zhao shook his head, "I want to sweep my mother's grave. Go find me a broom." Yun Zhao ordered as he stretched out his hand to brush away the pile of snow on the tomb.

Wu Fan quickly retreated, and within a moment, he brought over a dozen brooms.

"You guys go back, I'll do it myself!"

"Captain, this place is too big, let's help the governor clean it together!"

"I said I would do it myself!" Yun Zhao's voice left no room for doubt.

Wu Fan reluctantly led the soldiers to retreat. Yun Zhao picked up the broom and carefully swept the snow off the top of the tombstone. It was cold in the north. Not only was there a thick layer of snow piled on top of the huge tomb, but also the bottom layer

It even condensed into ice. Bit by bit, inch by inch, Yun Zhao slowly cleaned the tomb.

Time passed little by little, and the sun had begun to set. Although the cold wind was blowing in the twelfth lunar month of winter, large drops of sweat fell from Yun Zhao's forehead, and his underwear was already soaked. When the last handful of snow was swept away

When it was clean, Wu Fan hurried over and said, "Captain, please change your clothes. It's very easy to catch a cold like this. There is a bamboo house over there. I have asked people to light a fire and boil hot water inside. You can

Go take a shower and change into dry clothes."

Yun Zhao gently touched the tombstone, nodded, turned around and staggered towards the bamboo house. Behind him, Wu Fan directed the soldiers to neatly stack the pastries, snacks, fruits and other items brought in the food boxes on the monument.

Before the meeting, he led others to carry aside the snow that Yun Zhao had swept away.

By the time he finished all this and returned to the bamboo house, Yun Zhao had already finished taking a bath, put on clean clothes, and was sitting by the fire, slowly sipping hot tea.

"Wu Fan, bring those deceived leaders over. I have something to ask him!" Yun Zhao said.

"yes!"

The Mongolian leader, whose hands were tied behind his back, was brought into the bamboo house. He was a veteran over fifty years old. He looked at Yun Zhao with no fear in his eyes.

"Todo has met Governor Yun!" Todo bowed and saluted.

Yun Zhao nodded, "Wu Fan, untie the rope!"

After looking behind Yun Zhao, Jiang Xu stood with his sword in hand. Wu Fan stepped forward, untied Toduo's rope, then stepped aside and stared at him closely.

Todu rubbed his wrists that were sore from being tied up and stood in front of Yun Zhao.

"When was this cemetery built?" Yun Zhao asked.

"Three years ago, when Your Majesty was still the princess of Zhenguo, she specially sent a supervisor from the princess's palace with the drawings. Wu Yan, the magistrate of Lucheng, presided over the construction. It took a year to complete." Yun Zhao nodded and looked at the previous work.

Wu Yan was so frightened that he didn't say anything about it these days. If he had, he might have spared his life.

"After it was completed, Her Royal Highness the Princess came here to pay homage to the old lady!" Todo said, "Her Royal Highness stayed here for three days. When she left, she said that Governor Yun could not come over now, so she would come here every year to visit the grave, but one year

After that, our country went through great changes, and Her Royal Highness the Princess never came again. This bamboo house was originally built for Her Royal Highness, and no one has ever lived in it."

Wu Fan looked surprised, but suppressed his silence. Yaerdan built Mrs. Yun's tomb, or it could be said that it was to buy Yun Zhao, but he came to pay homage to her and stayed there for three days. This is thought-provoking.

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"This village has become a cemetery. How does Jardan know how many people live in each household and who they are? I see it is written clearly on the tombstones."

"When the cemetery was built, Her Royal Highness went through a lot of troubles and found several young people from Yunjia Village who were working in Lucheng at that time. She brought them back here, identified them one by one, and then built them on the original site.

These graves." Todo said.

"It took a lot of effort!" Yun Zhao said in a low voice. He stood up, walked to Todo, and suddenly bowed his hands to him. Todo was startled and stepped aside.

"My gift is to thank you for staying here to guard my mother's grave these past three years. It's not for anything else." Yun Zhao said.

"I am staying here on your Majesty's order," Todo said.

"I know, then go back and thank Yaldan for me. Just say that I, Yun Zhao, thanked her for building the tomb for my mother. That's good. I'm very satisfied."

"The governor wants to let me go back?"

"Why should I leave you?" Yun Zhao shook his head, "Wu Fan, give him a pass so that he can return to Yanjing unimpeded."

"Yes, Governor!" Wu Fan said.

"Todo, go back and tell Jardan that although I thank her for building such a good tomb for my mother, my mother's death is inseparable from her, and I will not forgive her. There are more than 100 people in Yunjia Village.

I won't agree even if I take my own life. It won't be long before I break Yanjing, and I won't let go of the murderers back then."

Todo's face was a little pale, "Captain, I am an old man from the princess's mansion. Although I was not involved in what happened back then, I still know that the princess was also threatened by others, and it was not her original intention. Besides, over the years,

The number of casualties we suffered at your hands was not just a hundred, but perhaps tens of thousands!"

"Bold!" Wu Fan opened his eyes and roared angrily.

"Nothing!" Yun Zhao waved his hand to stop Wu Fan's roar, "If there is a cause, there will be an effect. Where there are roots, there are branches. The grudges and grudges between us are not so simple to explain. Please take my words back.

That's enough. Wu Fan, send them away."

Wu Fan escorted Todo out of the bamboo house, and Yun Zhao followed them out. Looking back at the elegant bamboo house, Yun Zhao said in a deep voice: "Jiang Xu, dismantle it for me."

"Yes, Governor!" Jiang Xu took his Mo Dao from one of the guards, rushed forward, rounded the huge Mo Dao, and chopped it down with all his strength. Amidst Jiang Xu's tiger roar, this beautiful room

The bamboo house was turned into a pile of ruins in an instant. The guards who were waiting on the side immediately rushed forward and cleared the pile of ruins.

"Let's go, I want to see my father-in-law... No, it's Mr. Qin's grave."

Yun Zhao strode towards the other end of the village, where Rou Niang's home was.

Like other places in the village, Rou Niang's home has now become a tomb. This tomb is more elegant than others, but it is far inferior to the high-standard tomb of Yun Zhao's mother.

Standing in front of Mr. Qin's grave, Yun Zhao let out a long sigh, knelt down, and kowtowed three times, "Sir, Rou Niang is doing well now, don't worry! Besides, you are going to be a grandpa soon!"
Chapter completed!