After that, there were no soldiers who dared to say a bad word about Yun Fuqing. Not to mention that Xiao Tingyan Yunluan did not follow, even those people were all fiercely crusading against those who deliberately spread rumors and slander. Xiao Xuanrui was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He was completely helpless, even if he wanted to stir up some waves, Xiao Tingyan had already calculated his plan, and he had already strangled him to death in the cradle at the beginning. This night, he was so angry that he almost didn't close his eyes, watching those people in the barracks, sorting out the corpses, watching the corpses being burned and cremated, being sacrificed by the people, being wrapped in military flags, and being included in the record book of third-class merits. Throughout the night, the men of the border city were all dispatched, and there were tens of thousands of people. They sorted out the remains of the fallen heroes, cremated the bones of the soldiers, and sent the loyal souls on their way. And the women and children, in their own homes, lit a homemade Kong Ming lantern to pray for the sacrificed heroes. The sky at the border, lit up almost overnight. Kong Ming lanterns flew into the sky, just like those who had passed away, turning into stars, dotting the vast starry sky. When the sun slowly rose the next day, the people, who had been busy all night, finally finished dealing with the aftermath of the Yun family's soldiers. Xiao Tingyan asked Hei Yuwei to put those cremated ashes into porcelain altars and write the names of those heroes. Each porcelain altar is wrapped with the armband of the Yun family army that they wear on weekdays, this is their glory, they are medals. He prepared several horse-drawn carriages to transport the porcelain altars containing the ashes. Rows of carriages, lined up at the gate of the barracks, seemed to have no end. At the gate of the barracks, and even in the city, all the people were standing with people, and some of them even wore linen and filial piety...... Inside the city, it was white. One hundred coffins, all painted black, and the name of the hero was written on the front of each coffin. Yun Fuqing's coffin was placed at the front, followed by Yun Shen...... Yun Shen's body was not found, so Yun Luan had to take a set of clothes that his eldest brother usually wore and put them in the coffin. She stared at the empty coffin, her heart was extremely empty, her eldest brother could have had a very bright future, but now, he died in such a tragic way, when he was buried, he couldn't even find the body. Yun Luan had red eyes and looked up at the dim sky...... God, the heroes who defend the country and have no place to die, and those villains who have done evil with blood on their hands are still in this world laughing rampantly in secret. How unfair...... Where is the justice and justice in this world? Xiao Tingyan stretched out his hand and touched her cold little hand: "Fourth Miss...... It's time for us to go. ”

Yun Luan suddenly came back to her senses, and she looked at Xiao Tingyan with dull eyes: "Okay, let's go home......" "I arranged a carriage for you...... Your wounds are not healed. The toxins in your body have not been completely removed, and you are most careless at this time. ”

Xiao Tingyan reminded in a low voice, and what flashed in his eyes was also tenacity that could not be refused. Yun Luan naturally won't be reckless, there are still many things she needs to do all the way back to Beijing, and she must have a healthy body. Otherwise, if she falls, what will happen to the rest of her family? Yun Luan wanted to share a carriage with Yun Feng. Xiao Tingyan felt sorry for the pain in her heart, so naturally he didn't object to her request, he carried her into the carriage where Yun Feng was. Yun Feng was still asleep, but fortunately, the carriage was arranged wide enough, and it was no problem for three or four people to lie down. He lay inside with his eyes closed, motionless, and the carriage was filled with the smell of herbs. Doctor Lu Shen was guarding inside, taking Yun Feng's pulse. He saw Xiao Tingyan coming with Yunluan in his arms, and hurriedly tidied up the soft collapse on the outside...... Xiao Tingyan put Yunluan on the outside. Then, he raised his hand and gently tidied up the broken hair in Yun Luan's ears. "You rest in peace, everything outside will be arranged by this king."

"We're not going to go fast this way. According to what you said, it will inevitably show these people in Nanchu what kind of tragic deaths General Zhenguo and Yunjiajun have experienced...... "This way towards Kyoto, they used the most intuitive way to smash those rumors one by one, which is the most powerful and effective method. How could the general, who had been in a hundred battles and was invincible, put himself and the 90,000 Yun family army to die for some imaginary merits? But no normal person would believe such a statement. They want them to see what the real truth is...... Those conspiracies that are flowing in the shadows will eventually have nothing to hide under the sun's exposure. - Xiao Xuanrui stood at the door of the barracks, staring coldly at the troops who were gradually moving away, he looked at those black coffins, and only felt extremely dazzling. Yun Luan and Xiao Tingyan's behavior is undoubtedly declaring war on him. Scold...... Do they think that in this way, they can block the mouths of the world? Do they think that in this most intuitive form, the people can wake up and stop believing in those gossips? Perhaps, the people on this side of the border are willing to believe that Yun Fuqing is innocent. These people have been with Yun Fuqing for more years than those people in Kyoto City. They had long regarded Yun Fuqing as their pillar to stand up to the sky. Can...... What about the people outside the border city? Can they empathize with these people and understand a general's loyalty to the country and the people? Not necessarily...... People's hearts are unpredictable, and most of the people in this world are cold and selfish. It's always been about their own business, the world is hot and cold, and nothing can touch them, it has nothing to do with them. And what about the death of a general who fought a war? There is also a second, a third general who is willing to die, guarding the territory for them. Xiao Xuanrui thought about it, hooked his lips and sneered. His eyes were full of mockery: "This king wants to see if it is really fair and free in the hearts of the people in this world?" ”

He turned his head and instructed Zhao Yun: "Order, in every county they pass through, arrange some people to spread some rumors about Yun Fuqing in advance." Also, when appropriate, you can arrange an assassination, and if you can have a chance to eradicate the grass and eradicate it on the way, you will not be merciful. ”

Zhao Yun clenched his fists and immediately responded in a low voice: "Yes, my subordinates obey orders." ”

The Winged King was on the side and said cautiously: "Second ...... Second brother, it's really inappropriate for you to arrange it like this. Since General Zhenguo is dead, you shouldn't kill Yunluan and them anymore. Even if that Yun Feng survived, he would have become a wasted person who couldn't hold a sword......"