Looking from a distance, we can see the Guzhu main house located on the bank of Rushui River, with several pavilions and pavilions connected in a row.
Surrounded by mountains and green trees, there are spreading forest ponds.
"Ji Hou, I must have doted on this young daughter when I was alive." Ye Yao sighed.
This Lone Bamboo Manor is one of the largest in western Liaoning.
My sister Ye Yun often came here to hunt and play with her future sister-in-law Gongsun Xuan.
Ye Yao had also heard her talk about the wealth and beauty of this manor. In his words, he was quite jealous of the girl who was going to get this manor.
When I saw it with my own eyes, I was impressed by the richness of this manor, and at the same time, I couldn't help but lament the uncertainty of fate.
Such a beautiful and rich dowry manor held a tragic funeral before the owner could marry a suitable husband and witness the owner and his wife grow old together in deep love.
Thinking of this, Ye Yao couldn't help but feel a little pity for Lady Yan, as the peasants called her.
Zhao Yun, who was beside Ye Yao, heard this and said nothing. He straightened his back, sat on his horse, and looked at the pavilions and pavilions in a trance.
Dozens of long black and white flags hanging to the ground stand beside the road leading to the main house.
The name of the deceased and the condolences sent by some guests were written on it. The life story of Gongsun Zan and the words of condolences were written on it.
There are also white horses and black cows made of paper, placed one after another on both sides of the road.
White paper money covers the road, and when the wind blows, it floats like heavy snow in the sky.
Horse hooves and wheels ran over these paper money, leaving some black and yellow marks.
Several black-clad soldiers wearing white linen belts on their heads and white cloth on their arms came forward from a distance.
Although the leader is not tall and strong, he has a straight body and should be a well-trained and capable soldier.
Just as Ye Yao was about to speak, he saw several soldiers who were coming with expressions of surprise on their faces. They cupped their fists and performed the military salute: "Captain Zhao."
The people who came to this intersection to guide the way were none other than Ding Li and Hezhou.
When Zhao Yun went to Lulong to take up his post, what he couldn't let go of the most was the safety of his master, Gong Sunyan.
When he left, he only brought with him a hundred white horse Yicong who were good at reconnaissance and patrolling sentries, and hundreds of reorganized sergeants. The rest stayed here for tight defense.
Li Ding was promoted to captain of the fifty-man team because of his alertness, and was specially selected by Zhao Yun to live in the main guard house.
After saluting Zhao Yun, Li Ding said to Ye Yao: "May I ask which guest you are? Is there a famous assassin?"
Ye Yao was stunned. He was not surprised that these soldiers knew Zhao Yun. They were probably white horse righteous soldiers.
It's just that when these soldiers saw that Zhao Yun was traveling with him, they still wanted to check the assassin?
Sensing Ye Yao's surprise, Zhao Yun's expression did not move, he just nodded to Li Ding, took out the famous thorn from the small leather bag hanging on his waist, and handed it over.
Seeing this, Ye Yao didn't know what to say, so he ordered his followers to bring the famous assassin that he had already inspected when entering the village gate.
After careful inspection, Li Ding returned the names in his hands and said: "Please invite the guests and guards to camp at the military camp on the west side."
Ye Yao had no objection to this. There was no reason to crowd all the hundreds of people into the main house, leaving only a dozen people to follow the carriage and horses.
Zhao Yun did not bring many personal entourage with him, so he followed him directly into the main house. However, when passing by Ding Li and others, they all greeted him with fists in their hands, and it was inevitable that they would secretly wink at Pao Ze.
After watching them go away, He Zhou behind Li Ding said sourly: "Look at how good they are."
Walking on the paper money all the way to the main gate of the main house, Zhao Yuntong and the knights behind him got off their horses, raised their hands to Tian Kai who was standing at the door and said: "Mr. Tian."
Ye Yao was a step behind, and after being introduced by Zhao Yun, he also met Tian Kai.
Another boy servant brought several strips of white linen and distributed them to everyone to wear on their arms.
Different from the others of the Ye family, Zhao Yun and his followers had white linen on their arms and a white linen belt on their heads.
Gongsun Xuan and Ye Yun in the carriage behind Ye Yao came down one after another.
Tian Kai recognized this lawless Madam Xuan at a glance. How could he look down upon her favorably? He stared at her and unconsciously pulled Ye Yun's arm and leaned closer to his close friend.
Ye Yun was attentive and would have noticed something strange about Gongsun Xuan normally, but it was a pity that she was so contentedly staring at the tall figure walking in front of her that she had no intention of paying it any attention.
The concierge who welcomed the guests named Zhao Yun and Ye Yao and read out their official names.
Under the leadership of Sangzai, the two of them almost entered the funeral shed.
The lighting in the funeral shed was poor, there were fireworks, and there were several dark lacquered coffins densely placed.
In front of the lacquered coffin, Gongsun Zan's spiritual tablet is placed on a table.
The family members headed by Gongsun Jing separated on both sides to make way for the memorial site.
Zhao Yun and Ye Yao lowered their eyes solemnly and bowed and drank wine under the leadership of the mourners.
When the mourner thought that the family members were crying and thanking each other, the two of them faced the two figures kneeling alone on the left side of the mourning hall.
Zhao Yun, who had been watching his nose and heart, suddenly raised his head and glanced at the Gongsun Yan siblings, and his heart trembled fiercely.
Gongsun Cheng cuddled up next to his sister with a confused look on his face. When he saw him coming, he looked at him with red eyes from crying, feeling helpless.
Gongsun Yan on the side was as pale as a paper man, so Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a small step forward.
The woman who was arranging his clothes and packing his luggage just a few days ago, why did she have sunken cheeks and look so haggard after only two days?
Wearing a linen mourning robe, with black hair piled on her cheeks, her usually healthy and bright red lips had no trace of blood at this time, and she looked as if she had died not long ago.
Her normally watery eyes were swollen and red, but they only gained a little sparkle when she saw him.
Remembering that he was in the mourning hall, Zhao Yun forcibly stopped the urge to step forward, tightened his fingers into fists, and bowed his hands in return when Gongsun Yan and Gongsun Cheng bowed in thanks.
Like Zhao Yun, Ye Yao, who abided by etiquette and lowered his eyes solemnly after entering the funeral shed, only raised his head to glance at Lady Yan, who heard her name before seeing her, when her family members thanked her.
One glance and his whole body was shocked.
The girl was wrapped in a loose white linen dress and was too thin to look like. A few strands of her raven-colored hair fell down to her cheeks, making her look like she was carved from snow and jade.
Is this Lady Yan?
Ye Yao stared blankly. For a moment, he seemed to be far away from the crying and smoke in the mourning hall, and only saw the girl in his eyes.
It wasn't until Sangzai reminded me that I woke up from a dream and returned the favor.
The gaffe of the two men could not be hidden from the eyes of everyone behind them.
The Ayan of the Gongsun family who is kneeling in the hall is truly special.
It is not unusual for young men and women to be rude occasionally when their minds are full of ideas.
Everyone in the mourning hall tacitly pretended that this incident had never happened.
But such a situation was by no means a trivial matter in the eyes of Ye Yun who followed.
She had been in the carriage and had actually heard Gongsun Xuan tell a lot about Captain Zhao, which was when she got emotional.
Seeing this situation, I felt jealousy boiling in my chest, and at the same time, countless grievances arose.
Ye Yun, who grew up under the support of her father and brother, had never experienced such complex emotions. Her eyes suddenly became sour and she shed tears.
It made her express condolences seem more sincere.