A few days after Xie Zhixing's death, the Imperial Daily and Minsheng Daily praised Xie Zhixing's life, from his youth to his return from Chengtianmen, and was compiled into a legendary story, among which Li Yong of the Secretariat wrote several articles in a row, and seemed to think that it was because of his mixing that it led to the departure of a meritorious veteran.

Xie Fu's funeral, the scale is huge, the court officials, the family of meritorious service one by one, Gao Liang personally read out Xiang Chi's holy decree at the funeral, Xie Wen, who inherited the throne, held the iron scroll of Danshu sent back again, moved to cry bitterly, after the meritorious deeds present, but also one by one with a sense of relief, His Majesty attaches the most importance to it after all, and the most cherished is after their exploits.

At the same time, after learning about Xie Zhixing's life from the newspaper, many people in Luoyang lowered their heads one after another, and many even began to make radical remarks for themselves, and silently went to mourn outside the Hou Mansion.

When the day when the coffin was funeral and was about to be moved to the emperor's tomb, in the courtyard of the Kangle Hou Mansion, in a quiet house, looking at Xie Cheng, who was sitting on the ground and was already demented, Xie Wen was heartbroken.

"Third brother, grandfather is leaving today, we have to send it off," Xie Wen said with tears in his eyes.

However, Xie Chengcheng was still muttering stupidly, since Xie Zhixing suddenly died outside the Chengtian Gate, Xie Cheng fainted with blood in his mouth, and became like this.

"Xie Wen" At this time, Ji Yun, who was dressed in mourning clothes, walked in, and when he saw the stunned Xie Cheng, he shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't care about him anymore, he can't accept the reality, the time has come, we should go"

Hearing this, Xie Wen hesitated for a while, then stood up sadly, glanced at his third brother again, and turned to leave.

"Take a good look at the third young master," Ji Yun instructed the family next to him.

"Yes"

And just after the door was gently closed, the demented Xie Cheng suddenly burst into tears, and said with great grief: "Grandfather, grandson is not qualified to send you, let alone wear a face in the Hou Mansion."

On the second day after Xie Zhixing's funeral, outside the gate of the Zhenfu Division, many people gathered here, and after a gentle footstep, Li Huilan walked out of it step by step.

"Class Master"

"Madame"

The people who arrived immediately ran over excitedly.

"Madam, you've finally come out" A beautiful woman with a round face and a lovely appearance said with tears in her eyes.

"I'm fine, Your Majesty Shengming, Duke Wei is merciful, but I didn't expect that because of the matter of Qiuyue, the old Marquis Xie would leave" Li Huilan was in Jinyiwei, and when she heard about it, the anger in her heart completely disappeared, and a country's meritorious service was gone, so what kind of hatred could not be dispersed?

"Yes! We didn't expect things to turn out like this" On the other side, a woman with a melon seed face and a small mouth shook her head and sighed after touching her tears.

After Li Huilan nodded, she said with concern: "By the way, has Qiuyue been buried?" ”

"Rest assured, the class master has been buried," an old man whispered.

"Take me over, I'll see it for myself," Li Huilan's face showed a hint of grief.

"Madame, you've just come out, or you'll be there in two days."

"Nope! Go now," Li Huilan said firmly.

"Yes"

In the southern suburbs of Luoyang, on a small hillside that is not high or low, Li Huilan came here with the people of the Four Seasons Class, and after walking for a while, everyone's faces suddenly showed surprise, only to see a man in brocade kneeling in front of the tomb.

"This!!"

"That, that seems to be the little marquis Xie Cheng"

"Really"

Li Huilan's face froze, and she hurriedly waved her hand, and said solemnly: "Dongmei, Xia Ju, follow me, and the others will wait for us at the bottom of the mountain."

"Class Master"

"Don't say any more, go down quickly," Li Huilan said seriously.

After hesitating for a while, everyone said, "Yes."

When everyone left, Li Huilan took Dongmei and Xia Ju slowly to the tombstone, and after taking a look, her face showed a sigh, the tombstone must have been changed, and at this time it has become two tombstones made of long wood, with inscriptions written in blood.

"Xie Cheng's wife, the tomb of the autumn moon

"The son of Xie Cheng, the tomb of Xie Cheng"

"I knew today, why bother in the first place" Seeing this scene, Dongmei, who was faced with melon seeds, said coldly, just like her name.

"Shut up" After Li Huilan scolded, she looked at Xie Cheng, who was kneeling in a daze, as if she hadn't noticed their arrival, and said softly: "Little Hou Ye, the people also know that you have affection for Yue'er, but you are afraid of your father, Qiuyue will not blame you, now that everything has passed, the death of the old Hou Ye is really not expected by the people's daughter, and I hope you don't have to be too sad, all this can only be said to be a wrong fate."

Xie Cheng, who lowered his head, was silent for a while, then suddenly turned around and kowtowed heavily to Li Huilan.

"Little Hou Ye, what are you doing, the women can't stand it" Li Huilan hurriedly dodged.

Xie Cheng slowly lifted the face that seemed to be much older and more mature within a few days, and muttered: "This worship is because Qiuyue regards you as a mother, Xie Cheng hurt you to lose your daughter, and you should kowtow to apologize."

"Little Marquis"

"I think I, Xie Cheng, thought that I had a romantic life, but I didn't think that I was actually a sinner, I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a father, and I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a son, grandson, and even a courtier, I am a five sinners" Xie Cheng said bitterly.

"Little Hou Ye, don't say that, you are still young, you still have a chance to come again, don't do stupid things again" Hearing this, Li Huilan was a little anxious, and now Xie Cheng is completely loveless.

Xie Cheng smiled bitterly, slowly stood up, looked at Li Huilan and said, "Class Master Li, don't worry, my life is burdened with five sins, and I will only consider dying after I have cleared my name."

"Little Marquis"

After Xie Cheng finished speaking, he glanced at the tombstone again, and then left a little staggeringly.

"Ma'am, he's all right!" Dongmei looked at the sad figure, the original anger suddenly disappeared, and no one seemed to be more pitiful than Xie Cheng at this time.

"Alas! "Li Huilan sighed.

Not long after, when Xie Cheng went down the hill, a young scholar immediately pulled two horses and ran over, and said anxiously: "Childe, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, let's go," Xie Cheng waved his hand.

"Childe, where are we going?" The scholar said confusedly.

"Go to the border, Beidi, Goguryeo, and Nanmang" Xie Chengdao.

"Childe, you want Cong Jun" the scholar was surprised.

"Yes, only in this way can I alleviate my sins a little, when I met Qiu Yue, I was named Chen Tang, and in the future, I will have the surname Chen, my name is Xie Cheng, the word Ziyun, that is my grandfather wants me to be as good as Brother Ji Yun, so from today onwards I will be called Chen Ziyun" After Xie Cheng finished speaking, he glanced at the horses next to him, a series of dazzling white clothes, suddenly picked it up, shook it slightly, and put it on his body, and stroked it gently, "This is Qiu Yue's own hand weaving for me, I will wear it forever in the future"

The "childe" scholar said sadly.

"Let's go!" Xie Cheng, no! Chen Ziyun smiled faintly and looked into the unknown distance.