At this time, footsteps came from outside the door again.
Muchun raised his head, looked at the direction the person was coming from, choked up and shouted, "Brother!"
Chang Sheng and Chang Sen brothers appeared at the door of the inner courtyard. Both of them had red and swollen eyes. They were wearing dark uniforms without any accessories. Even their hairpins were replaced by wooden ones.
"Cousin!" Chang Sheng called.
"Brother!" Lan Chun cried.
The next second, the three brothers hugged each other tightly, and the three men cried silently, sadly.
Although they are cousins, what is the difference between them and real brothers?
"Your third brother and I committed a crime a few days ago and had to be grounded at home! When we heard the news that our uncle was gone, we..." Chang Sheng choked up.
"I understand it all, I understand it all!" Lan Chun couldn't help but nodded, "I just met the emperor at Qianqing Palace, and Duke Cao Guo mentioned it and said that when I passed by your house, everyone in your house was wearing filial piety!"
Then he added, "My two cousins are unaware that the emperor gave the Lan family the title of Duke and posthumously named my father the Prince of Wuwei and Pingyi..."
"Your Majesty has been thinking about your uncle the most in these years!" Chang Sen said slowly, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Lan family courtyard, his mind was filled with memories from the past.
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Back then, after the late prince Zhu Biao passed away at an early age, the two brothers and their uncle Lan Yu had secretly discussed and plotted here countless times.
At that time, Lan Yu was very high-spirited and his achievements shocked both the government and the public.
"The prince is gone, and the emperor intends to establish a grandson. We, the Chang Lan family, must keep brother Xi in the position!"
"Whoever dares to stand in his way, we will follow him in with a white knife and out with a red knife."
"Remember, my nephew and uncle are close relatives by flesh and blood. If brother Hei cannot stand still, the good days of our family will come to an end. No matter who is the new king, he will not trust him, let alone us."
"Of course, if the Holy Heart of the Emperor is not with Brother Xi, we will bear it for the time being. The Emperor is already old, how many more years can he have? We will contact the people secretly. After the new emperor ascends the throne, when Brother Xi gives the order, we will wear armor. Go into battle!"
"If he goes to a fiefdom, he won't be afraid of the vassalage. He's outside and we're inside. Hehe, so what if he gets the second son of that bitch named Lu? The army is all our people, and he can't hold his own!"
Thinking of these, Chang Sen sighed in his heart, "Uncle, you are worthy of Brother Xi. He is also worthy of you. This honor is rare in ancient and modern times!"
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At this moment, Chang Sheng said, "Where do these people in the family come from?"
Lan Chun said, "They were all sent by Cao Guogong, saying that he would help his brother prepare the house." As he said, he sighed slightly, "What a good man! The emperor entrusted him with the funeral arrangements for his father, and he was busy with other things. Not only He gave the manpower and said that if there was anything missing, he would take it from his house, even a cook was sent!"
Chang Sen thought about it, "I owe him another favor!"
"Hey, we should have handled this matter, hey!" Chang Sheng sighed repeatedly, "It's hard to repay this favor!"
With that said, he turned to his entourage and said, "Hurry back to the house and ask the ladies to come over to organize things. Open the warehouse at home, go quickly!"
"The two cousins came just in time!" Lan Chun said, "I haven't gone to announce the funeral to each family yet!"
"Let's be together!"
Then the three brothers took a white cloth and wrapped it around their waists, and went out.
After walking two streets, you will find the residence of Song Guogong Feng Sheng.
Seeing them approaching on foot, the Feng family's concierge came out in surprise, "Mr. Chang Guo...?" As he said this, he saw clearly the white cloths on the heads and waists of the three brothers, "Wait a moment, you three!"
After shouting, he ran towards the inner courtyard.
Not long after, the nephews and nephews of the Feng family trotted out, and the old Duke Feng Sheng also trotted out, leaning on a cane and carrying a hutch on his back.
"Is this...?" Feng Sheng no longer asked about military affairs. He didn't know Lan Yu was dead at this time, but he already understood it after looking at the scene.
"Sir!" the three brothers cried, and they all knelt down and kowtowed.
According to Huai people's etiquette, there is no need to say much when announcing the funeral. Just go to the door of the home of relatives and friends, kneel down and kowtow.
"Get up quickly!" Feng Cheng, Feng Sheng's son, stepped forward and pulled the three of them up.
Feng Sheng suddenly took a few steps forward, "Why is there no one there?" He said, his eyes widening, "Yunnan?"
Lan Chun burst into tears, "I died in battle!"
The crutch in Feng Sheng's hand paused for a moment, his beard and hair trembled, and all his words turned into a sigh, "Hey!"
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"If you were not the emperor's grandson, I would kill you with one knife!"
Thousands of miles away in Yunnan, in Mu Chun's tent, Duke Mu Chun of Guizhou was furious, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, and veins suddenly appeared on his face.
Zhu Gaoxu in front of him was indeed fearless, holding his head high and defiantly.
In his hand, he solemnly held a wooden box wrapped in red cloth.
Behind him, several veterans beside Lan Yu were holding Lan Yu's tablets.
Zhu Gaoxu secretly cremated Lan Yu's body.
(There were many cremations during the Song and Yuan Dynasties, and there were also cremations during the Pre-Qin Dynasty. During the Zhu Yuanzhang period, cremation was abolished and replaced by burial.)
Muchun was so angry that his face trembled, and his face was filled with anger.
"This is Lan Shuai's last wish!" Zhu Gaoxu said lightly, "He neither wants to die lingering on the hospital bed, nor does he want to be covered in insects after death!" As he said that, he lowered his head and looked at the box in his hand with crystal eyes, "
Returning to the capital from Yunnan, dragging his coffin, not to mention how long it will take, by the time he returns to the capital, he will already be damn stink!"
"Lan Shuai was a hero throughout his life. After he returns to Beijing, he will be given a state funeral and worshiped by thousands of people. He has a soul in heaven, and he never wants others to worship his stinky and rotten body!"
"Furthermore, according to the provisions of the Ming Dynasty Code, "Those who obey the elders' last words and burn the corpses and discard them in the water will be punished with a hundred sticks. The younger ones will be reduced to two ranks. If they die far away and their descendants cannot bury them, and they are burned, follow their instructions.
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As he spoke, he was already crying, "Shuai Lan is a hero. Heroes can't be so useless, and they can't be so shameful! When he was alive, he felt ashamed even when he was sick. After he died, his body was rotten into a ball of mud. How could he do it?
Can you leave safely?"
Listening to his plausive words, Mu Chun felt his head buzzing.
"Even if it is such a big matter, you must tell me and ask for the emperor's will!"
"If anything happens, I will take full responsibility for it!" Zhu Gaoxu held his head high.
"You..." Muchun was really angry and didn't know what to say.
"If I die on the battlefield in the future!" Zhu Gaoxu stroked the box in his hand and whispered, "Follow Lan Shuai's old rule, if a man dies, you will die, and you can't take advantage of the bug!"
At this moment, Muchun's soldiers walked into the tent and whispered something into Muchun's ear.
The latter's expression suddenly became more complicated, "My lord, what else do you want to do?"
"Before sending Lan Shuai home, you always have to look for a good omen!" Zhu Gaoxu grinned.
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The valley where Blue Jade died in battle was named Nan'er Mountain by Zhu Gaoxu.
The terrifying sight of countless human heads piled up at the foot of the mountain is horrifying.
There are weathered heads with open mouths and eyes. Countless plump crows are circling above the capital.
Zhu Gaoxu looked at the capital indifferently on his horse, and also looked at the group of Burmese who were being led by the Ming army like animals.
You can still see traces of Chinese costumes on the clothes of these Burmese people.
They were members of the Burmese Ava royal family whom Zhu Gaoxu captured after breaking the Burmese city-state.
"Kneel down!" a Ming army shouted, and hundreds of Burmese nobles were kicked down.
They knelt under the Jingguan, as if they had a premonition of something. They were trembling and begging for mercy. Some even twitched weakly, with feces and urine flowing out.
"Shuai Lan!" Zhu Gaoxu whispered, "Charge them some interest first, and after I send you back to your hometown, I will come back and ask for the capital from them!" He said, waving indifferently.
"Raise your sword!" Hundreds of Ming soldiers shouted.
"cut!"
Oh, the crowd is soaring!
Quack! The crows in the sky were frightened and flew away.
The wind blew, and the heaven and earth were filled with the smell of blood.
Zhu Gaoxu glanced at the mountains in the distance again, turned the reins, "Let's go, send Lan Shuai home!"
The horses' hooves are like thunder, heading north.
Those heads that fell into a pool of blood were picked up by the Ming army and thrown to the capital with great force, adding a bit of blood.