Not long after staying with Sun Shangxiang, Liu Cong went to the study again, where he summoned Cai Jing.
"How did my father die of illness?"
Cai Jing knelt on the ground and cupped his hands and replied, "My old master, he was teaching at school. Suddenly he heard that our army had captured Huainan. He sat on the podium and smiled and left."
"Mr. Zhang came to visit and said that he had been hanging on for a while since he was seriously ill last time. But now that you have made Jingchu so strong, he has nothing to worry about anymore."
Liu Cong sighed, "Where is mother?"
"Still in school."
"Xing Daorong, prepare to drive!"
In the backyard, Sun Shangxiang summoned all the female relatives, "My father-in-law has passed away. We can't do anything to help your husband, but we should try not to overwork him. You can prepare the things you need to prepare by yourself now."
"promise."
The women held their own children in their arms, and Da Qiao among them had a big belly.
A few children are crying and laughing, but what can a small child understand? Life is short, a person's life only lasts for a few decades, and the spring and autumn are just a few decades, but they are fleeting.
But life is long, and it is because of these children that life continues.
They have the same bloodline. After the gods of heaven and earth, the one they respect most is their ancestors. They will always remember the teachings of their ancestors, and they will follow in the footsteps of their ancestors and continue to carry forward the legacy left by their ancestors!
Liu Cong took Liu Biao's body back to the ancestral temple in the Hou Mansion, and the mourning hall was quickly built.
Mrs. Cai knelt in front of Liu Biao's coffin and cried. Sun Shangxiang and many of Liu Cong's female family members also changed into mourning clothes.
The other younger children were not brought, but the older Liu Yuan knelt in the mourning hall on behalf of all the brothers and sisters.
Even at such a young age, when faced with such a scene, he kept his face tight and did not dare to make the slightest move.
Liu Yuan looked at it for a long time, then carefully whispered to Fan, "Mother, my legs are numb."
Fan frowned and gave him a shushing gesture, but did not speak.
Liu Cong in the front heard the commotion and came over. With Fan's face full of nervousness, Liu Cong knelt down and said to Xiao Liu Yuan, "Yuan'er, your name was given to you by your uncle. Although you
He is a concubine, but he is the eldest son of the Liu family. Let me kowtow to you, Aweng."
"Yes, father." Liu Yuan respectfully kowtowed three times towards Liu Biao's coffin.
Liu Cong stood up, walked to Mrs. Cai, knelt down, and held Mrs. Cai's shoulders that were shaking from crying, "Mother, don't cry, it's easy to hurt your body."
Mrs. Cai buried her head in Liu Cong's arms, "Cong'er, your father... your father... him, how can I not grieve, wuwu..."
Liu Cong gently patted Mrs. Cai's back and comforted her softly, "There is still a child here, mother. My father is sixty-nine years old this year. It can be considered a long life, and it can be considered a happy death."
"He will definitely not be willing to see you so sad in Heaven. You go and have a rest first."
After saying that, Liu Cong turned around and looked around at the many female relatives, "You all go back first, madam. You can help your mother to rest in your courtyard for a while."
Sun Shangxiang stepped forward and helped Liu Cong to help Mrs. Cai. Before leaving, she said to Liu Cong, "Husband, please don't be too sad."
Liu Cong nodded, "You go ahead and stay with your father later."
"promise."
All in all, Liu Biao lived more than three years longer than in history. When he first heard about Liu Biao's death, Liu Cong was indeed very sad, so heartbroken that he could not manage politics.
Only now do I feel a little more relieved and accept the normality of life, old age, illness and death.
Relief does not mean that there is no grief at all, but that while grieving, I have to face this fact and have to think about what to do next.
"Father, don't worry, I will definitely make the Liu family's foundation continue to prosper!"
After saying this, Liu Cong took the incense, lit it on the candle, and then inserted it into the altar. After doing this last night, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully.
"Lord, civil and military officials have come to express their condolences."
"Well, let them in."
"Greetings to my lord."
"Yes." Liu Cong nodded to the civil and military officials.
Among the civil and military officials, some had served as officials in Jingchu since the time of Liu Biao. I didn’t know whether they were kneeling here from the bottom of their hearts or whether they were doing it for Liu Cong to see. The mourning hall was filled with chaos.
The sound of crying.
"Gong Yan."
Amid everyone's cries, Liu Cong waved to Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan quickly stood up, bent over, and quickly walked to Liu Cong's side and knelt down.
"Lord."
Liu Cong nodded towards him, and then looked at Liu Biao's coffin. There was hesitation, excitement and fear in his eyes, and finally turned into determination!
"Gong Yan, I only want to be king."
Jiang Wan was shocked, looked up at Liu Cong, and quickly lowered his head, "My lord, my old lord just passed away, would you be a little too anxious to become king now?"
Liu Cong turned to look at Jiang Wan, "It was precisely because of his father's death that I decided to become king. I want to give my father a posthumous title of king!"
After saying that, Liu Cong looked at Liu Biao's coffin again, "Of course, Gu is not just a whim. Gu does not want to become king immediately. He has to wait until the situation in Huainan stabilizes."
"I just want to ask you, if I become the king, will I become the next Yuan Shu?"
Jiang Wan tried hard to calm down, and said to Liu Cong, "My lord, I think it's time to become king!"
Liu Cong looked at him sideways, "What should I say?"
Jiang Wan did not speak, but glanced at the many civil and military personnel present.
Liu Cong understood, stood up and walked outside the mourning hall.
When they arrived at the study, the emperor and his ministers sat down, Liu Cong asked Jiang Wan, "What did Gong Yan mean when he said it was the right time?"
Jiang Wan should have sorted out his words a long time ago, and without any hesitation, he said, "My lord, in fact, since your restructuring and implementation of the New Deal, Jingchu has become different from the past, and can be regarded as a country of its own.
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"Since my lord has taken charge of Jingchu, it goes without saying that he has made great military achievements. The most important thing is that my lord's new policy has won the support of the people, made the government rich, and made the country strong. These are enough to build a country!"
"Not to mention that my lord has recently captured Huainan, and the strength of our Jingchu heroes has once again shocked the world. I believe that having a solid foundation in Jingchu and establishing the country as king will not only make my lord's status more noble, but also unite people's hearts!"
Yes, let alone proclaiming himself king, who in Jingchu is not surrounding Liu Cong, the Marquis of Chu?
Liu Cong was still hesitant, "I am worried that Liu Bei and Cao Cao will join forces to attack Jingchu."
Jiang Wan smiled and said, "My lord, you are worrying too much. Not to mention that Liu Bei and Cao Cao are lifelong enemies. Now Liu Bei has just taken over Xichuan, and he has no ability to attack us."
"As for Cao Cao, after going through the war in Xiliang and returning thousands of miles to support him, Zhou Yu and Pang Tong in Huainan will definitely make him return in defeat. Cao Cao's soldiers are already tired, so there is nothing to worry about."
"Besides, my lord has only proclaimed himself king, not emperor. It will not arouse such a big reaction."
Liu Cong suddenly figured out that when Yuan Shu proclaimed himself emperor, although the feudal lords were fighting for hegemony, everyone was still a Han official in name only, and no one would tolerate him proclaiming himself emperor.
But now, the situation in the world has become clear, and the role of the emperor of the Han Dynasty has been minimal.