Due to the heavy snow road closure, the news of Qinzhong County did not spread.

The only remaining county magistrate in the county, braving the whistling snowstorm, walked to the Xinzhou Governor's Office, knelt at the door, and cried that Yang Gong had died.

This news is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Xinzhou, which is swaying in the midst of the disaster, Xinzhou is newly established, and there are only two Taishou, these two Taishou, who are still in the local area to carry out disaster relief, and the rest of the officials are sitting in the government, at a loss, and they have no time to think, and the entire Xinzhou disaster relief affairs are still dispatched by them.

They could only interrupt the tears frozen by the cold winter and continue to devote themselves to disaster relief.

The county order returned to the county seat, and did not dare to move the corpses of Yang Gong without authorization, however, their corpses were not covered, and every day the people spontaneously came to clean up the surrounding snow for Yang Gong, and even, there were people who put an altar in front of Yang Gong, put some of the remaining grain and meat on it, and worshiped day and night, and the county order anxiously waited for the officials to come, and waited for seven or eight days in a row.

Fortunately, the wind and snow are extremely extreme, and Yang Gong's corpse has not yet rotted and stinky.

Finally, the old cow wrapped in cotton pulled the cart, and rushed to the county with difficulty, and the county order immediately took people to meet it, at this time, the wind and snow have been much smaller, with the dispatch of the northern and southern armies, the road was broken, and Cao Cao also carried out disaster relief from the east side, which made He Xinyou's situation improve in three weeks, and Hezhou was the first to receive relief materials from the temple.

This was followed by the new Youyou two states.

A strange man jumped down from the ox cart, standing in his old age, with a short beard and a long placket, and several followers came down one after another, the man trembled, his face was red, and he looked at the county order below, the county order did not know who it was, but looking at the yellow crossbow carried by his entourage, he still rushed to meet him, and then asked about his identity.

"Hezhou Thorn Shi Lu Zhi."

The county commander hurriedly visited again, but he had some doubts in his heart, he thought that the one who came would be the Taishou or the main book, etc., but he didn't expect that the assassin of Hezhou came in person, but he heard that the relationship between him and Yang Gong has never been good, why did he come in person in the wind and snow today?

Lu Zhi raised his head, put his hand on his brow, and asked, "Yang Gong.. Where are the people? ”

"Just ahead... In the middle of the avenue..."

"Hmm..." Lu Zhi nodded, then looked at the rear, and said, "This time, I brought a few carts and horses to send Yang Gong back to his hometown for a thick burial.... You don't have to come with me, just wait here for the chariots and horses to take you there..."

"Sincerely."

Lu Zhi smiled at him gently, and then walked forward, and the servants behind him hurriedly followed, and the county commander didn't know why the affairs of Xinzhou should be carried out by the Hezhou Assassin Shi, maybe because he was the closest two thousand stones from here, the county commander thought so, so he asked people to guard the city gate, and when they saw the carriages and horses, they came to pray.

The entourage looked at the taciturn Lu Zhi, and they were also a little confused, Lu Zhi and Yang Qiu, after being appointed in two new states and counties at the same time, began to wrestle between them, Lu Zhi was very unaccustomed to Yang Qiu's many cruel practices, and also despised his policy of ruling the state harshly, of course, Yang Qiu also looked down on Lu Zhi's moderate policy, and kept criticizing Lu Zhi, writing poems and endowed, and lacking many officials.

Usually in the mansion, Lu Zhi also said evil things about Yangqiu with these entourage, and he often angrily told him that he would definitely find a warrior in Hezhou and behead Yangqiu, a thief....

However, he did not expect that Yang Gong did not wait for the assassin sent by Lu Zhi to die in this merciless winter.

The entourage still clearly remembered the morning of the previous day.

There is a retinue of happy to enter the house, and he is overjoyed, and the thief Yang Qiu is dead.

However, he did not get the reward he desired, but instead brought himself to the disaster of killing, Lu Zhi, who was originally excited about the arrival of disaster relief materials, in an instant, his smile froze, he first asked what happened, and after learning the reason, he angrily executed the entourage who came to pray, the great sage of the country, how can you criticize?

Subsequently, Lu Zhi personally went to the temple to tell about Xinzhou, and proposed that in order to prevent the damage to Yangqiu's body, he wanted to go to Xinzhou to dispose of Yanggong's body, and then, he arranged the disaster relief for various counties and counties in Hezhou, and then came to Qinzhong County, Qinzhong, also known as Xinqinzhong, is the most severely affected area in the entire north.

In the middle of the road, there is a group of people who are guarding, seeing the coming, several people stepped forward to block, arched their hands and said: "There is a great sage who has passed away here, and I hope to take a detour...", Lu Zhi's entourage behind him stepped forward to scold, Lu Zhi waved his hand, so that they could helplessly retreat, Lu Zhi said gently: "I am a former friend of Yang Gong, and I was ordered to come and dispose of his body...."

The people looked at each other and gave way.

Lu Zhi squeezed in from among the people, the road in the middle was swept clean, the snow was pushed to both sides, in the middle, a group of seven people, maintaining a forward posture, carrying a package, motionless, Lu Zhi's heart trembled violently, walked over, looked at the last person, this person he recognized, was the master of Yangqiu, an old official.

At this moment, he turned into a monument.

Lu Zhi bowed his hand and bowed to him, and many entourages behind him also hurriedly bowed.

One by one, rushed to the front, a person in pain possessed and covered his legs, this person is only twenty years old, is the proud disciple recruited by Yangqiu in Xinzhou, at the front, is Yangqiu, turned his head, looked at his disciple, did not move, Lu Zhi held back tears with difficulty, untied his coat, the entourage wanted to stop, but did not know how to speak.

Gently hanging the coat on Yang Qiu's body, Lu Zhi looked at him and was speechless for a long time.

"Yang Gong... Jun has suffered... So, be gentle..."

Lu Zhi whispered, stretched out his hands, and bowed down in front of Yang Qiu.... In his heart, he was still extremely disgusted with Yang Qiu's actions, but this disgust had dissipated with the death of Yang Qiu's immortals, and now in his heart, there was only thought left, and the two of them had created countless miracles in these two newly established states in less than ten years.

But now, Yang Qiu is gone.

Who will proudly beat their chests and shout, "Please behead your ministers"?

Alas....

There was a commotion in the city, and the carriage and horses of Yang Gong, who had come to greet him, finally arrived.

Lu Zhi wanted to get up, stumbled suddenly, and almost fell, but the entourage hurriedly stepped forward to support him, his eyes were full of tears, looking at the monument of the Yang Ball not moving, and he still cried, "Yang Gong, I'll pick you up and go home..."

.............

The Son of Heaven was still happy because the disaster was under control, and he received bad news from Xinzhou, Yang Gong died heroically on the way to the disaster relief, Lu Zhi had gone to Xinzhou, ready to dispose of his body, the Son of Heaven heard the news, sat on the seat, sat sluggishly for a long time, his eyes were a little confused, Yang Gong was still strong, why is this so?

He already has a draft, and as soon as the cold winter passes, he will let Yang Qiu enter the palace to replace the current court captain....

"Alas... Alas... Alas...."

The Son of Heaven didn't say anything, just sighed sadly three times, didn't eat, and sat in a daze for several hours.

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