Central Plains burial customs generally emphasize that the body is intact and buried in peace, unless the deceased is infected with the plague, or is considered ominous, it is impossible to ask for cremation.

"The emperor directly decreed?" Hu Xianxian frowned and asked.

"Nope." Cheng Haofeng handed over the spirit rune.

Hu Xianxian took the talisman and saw that it was written: The mother and son of the thief are bewitched by demons and commit chaos, they must have been contaminated with the nature of demons, and they should be burned to exorcise evil spirits and then buried.

This theory of burning to drive away evil spirits is pure nonsense, even if you fall into evil spirits, you have to cast spells to exorcise evil spirits by cultivators with strong mana before the evil person is alive, and everyone is dead, what can be driven away by burning to ashes?

With such an arrangement, it should be that Han Zexi hated Han Zecan to the core, but he couldn't wantonly slaughter his relatives, so he wanted to file his bones and ashes to vent his anger.

"The message conveyed by this spirit rune is not an official will, if the emperor falsely accuses us of doing it privately, what if it is good?"

With Han Zexi's temperament, it is entirely possible that such a consequence may occur, and Hu Xianxian's worries are not unreasonable.

"It doesn't matter, even if the emperor doesn't blame me, I have to claim that it's me."

Hearing Cheng Haofeng say this, Hu Xianxian looked at him puzzled.

"We're leaving," he explains, "and it doesn't matter what our reputation is. Punishing Han Zecan severely can also warn other forces, and it is good to use our hands to let the emperor establish his authority. ”

Since he said this, Hu Xianxian no longer persuaded him, and went with the others to prepare for the burning of the corpse.

At the beginning of May 16, near the cemetery of Laocheng County in the suburbs of Kuozhou, two large firewood piles were erected. In front of the firewood pile is the Dharma platform, and on the side is the funeral viewing platform, surrounded by people.

Cheng Haofeng was dressed in a light purple robe, a dark purple embroidered yin and yang pattern robe, a sword in his hand, and he danced with steps.

"Duh...... Lift that filthy body up to the Burning Altar! ”

He shouted, and eight soldiers each carried two wooden planks and put the bodies of Han Zecan's mother and son on the firewood.

"Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, burn filth and drive away evil spirits, and burn immediately!"

Cheng Haofeng's magic sword pointed directly at the firewood, and the two piles of firewood burst into flames at the same time.

The people were stunned to see how hot it burned without lighting a fire.

After a while, someone muttered in a low voice, and everyone began to talk.

"Maybe Han Zecan was really possessed by demons, so he did that rebellion."

"Yes, yes, otherwise how could there be a divine fire to burn his body?"

"It is always wrong for a person to die a great death, but it is never right to humiliate a corpse."

"What's wrong? It's not bad if you don't whip the corpse. I think the emperor is very benevolent today, and he didn't punish him for the nine clans. ”

"The emperor is the golden dragon who should be on the throne, everything is right, let's not be foolish."

"What do you know? It was the national teacher who said that they were possessed by demons and suggested that the emperor should do it. The emperor is in the deep palace, how can he know these strange things......"

Listening to these words, Hu Xianxian on the viewing platform, you look at me, I look at you, they can only shake their heads and smile bitterly.

The fire was raging, and in a trance, Hu Xianxian saw Han Zecan's mother and son wearing dragon robes and phoenix robes respectively, walking towards her, and they all smiled at her secretly.

When I wanted to take a closer look, I saw only charred bones in the fire, where was there a human figure?

At the time of Shen, the fire burned out, and the bones were picked up and buried in the coffin.

Because there is a tomb of the princess of Lao Chengjun in the tomb of the king of Lao Cheng County, the tomb is opened and sent in.

Han Zecan was buried under the left side of this tomb, digging a hole and burying him thinly, without setting up any burial goods for him.

When you return to the city, after everyone freshens up and changes their clothes, they will have a belated celebration banquet.

Before Cheng Haofeng sat down, a guard reported that Ma Zhuanzi asked to see him.

He had to go outside the camp to see the drill first, and Hu Xianxian also left the camp.

Drill Zi came to resign, he said that after all, he had worked under Han Zecan, so the lord was defeated, and he was embarrassed to participate in the celebration banquet.

In addition, the war has subsided, and he wants to leave the army and go to Jinshan County to open a gambling house.

"You don't want to go back to Liaozhou, do you want to see your old friends?" Cheng Haofeng asked.

The drill lowered his head and said "um", and Cheng Haofeng said again: "Although Jinshan County belongs to Xiaozhou, there are few people coming and going between the two places, so it's good for you to go there." It was close to the mines, and the remnants of the rebels harassed the people. I will keep your military status, and after you go, you can protect the city and the people. ”

"This ...... Alas, I'm afraid I can't stand the restraints......" Drill rubbed his hands uncomfortably.

"I won't restrain you, I'll let you be under the control of the box. Jinshan County not only has gold mines, but also many copper and iron mines, and you are sent to take local materials and forge utensils. ”

After listening to Cheng Haofeng's arrangement, the drill immediately thanked him, and Hu Xianxian smiled with relief.

After the celebration banquet, they set off again. Zheng Tianba and his son were going to the mountains to clean up the remnants, Hu Yong had just marched into Lingzhou, and the blood had no enmity to go to Yuezhou to help Fan Dingyao and them deal with the follow-up matters, and Cheng Haofeng and Hu Xianxian returned to the capital.

Cheng Haofeng and Hu Xianxian flew to the capital overnight and arrived at 17 May.

Cheng Haofeng entered the palace first to face the saint and described the battle situation in detail, and Hu Xianxian returned to Xianyunguan alone.

In addition to those little Taoist children in Xianyunguan, only Governor Zhou was there, Cha'er entered the palace to accompany the Empress Dowager, Jiu'er went to the street to buy goods, and Hang Wuyi went to Bixi Palace.

Hu Xianxian chatted with Governor Zhou for a few words, and then rushed to Bixi Palace to see Hang Wuyi. Because most of the Dao Gu went with Qiao Chushi to protect the royal family, and only a few old and young guarded it, they let Hang Wuyi temporarily serve as the assistant Bixi Palace for various affairs.

"Hurry up and clean up, they should be back in a while, we need to clean up and let them come back and rest comfortably."

Hang Wuyi took a broom and led people to clean the courtyard, looking like a housewife who was in charge of the house.

"Huh? Aunt ...... "As soon as she looked up, she saw Hu Xianxian standing in front of her, and when she shouted, her heart was sour, and she was about to cry."

"I haven't seen you for half a year, but I've grown taller." Hu Xianxian stroked the top of her head and smiled slightly.

The others came to say hello, Hu Xianxian agreed one by one, and then cleaned up with them.

When Hang Wuyi talked about the siege of the capital, she felt a little scared of being helpless. Later, when I came to the Bixi Palace, I saw that there were only old people over sixty years old and children under ten years old, and I felt a great responsibility, and no matter how afraid I was, I had to bite the bullet to appease them.

When the two armies confronted each other and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, the people in the capital were panicked, and some ruffians took advantage of the fact that people wanted to flee from Beijing, stealing and looting everywhere.

Hang Wuyi took the old and young Taoist aunts to protect the palace diligently, and did not lose anything to ensure that the palace was washed by Bi.

While working, talking and laughing, soon the Bixi Palace was cleaned.

At the end of the hour, because the Jin Longwei in the palace had officially arranged to stand guard as usual, Qiao Chushi and the others all returned.

They brought back many rewards, distributed them to the palace guards, and at noon they cooked together, feasted and celebrated, and gathered together.

When Shen Shi, Hu Xianxian's master and apprentice said goodbye to them and returned to Xianyunguan.

Wanting to see how the lives of the city's residents were recovering, the master and apprentice walked all the way.

Hang Wuyi said a lot about the besieged capital, and Hu Xianxian listened quietly, occasionally casting appreciative glances at her.

"Auntie, you've changed." Hang Wuyi suddenly paused and looked at Hu Xianxian seriously.

"Huh?"

"You walked with me on the street for so long today, and you didn't say a word, just now you just made a sound, and you didn't speak." Hang Wuyi said very seriously.

Hu Xianxian couldn't cry or laugh, this apprentice observed quite carefully. But she really didn't want to speak, and when she heard Qiao Chushi and them talk about how the emperor would reward the heroes, she thought in her heart, it's good to be alive, what else do you want to reward?

Traces of war can still be seen along the way, many shops are not open, and pedestrians on the streets are in a hurry, and there are few people who hang out to buy things.

This is just a rebellion of the vassal king, not a big war that will shake the country's foundation, but the consequences are already terrible, and if there is another big war, it will really make the people's lives miserable.

The fighting had stopped, but the scenes of blood and fire were still reproduced in her mind over and over again.

In the end, they all became the gaze of the black baby, the desperate gaze of Han Zecan, and the resentful gaze of the old princess of Chengjun.

In their eyes, Cheng Haofeng and Hu Xianxian are evildoers, and Hu Xianxian himself can't find a reason to prove that his side is absolutely right.

There are some curses, others can be regarded as the jealousy of the loser to the winner, but Hu Xianxian knows that the Heavenly Dao has a delicate law of balance, and if someone resents himself and Cheng Haofeng so much, then they will have to face a crisis.

"Auntie, what are you thinking again?"

Hang Wuyi shook her arm, and when she came back to her senses, she saw that she had arrived at the door of Xianyunguan.

"The third master is silent, that one who has no hatred and loves to speak, if you refuse to speak like this again, I will have to suffocate to death." Hang Wuyi pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, speak, speak. What do you want to eat tonight? ”

"Braised pork ribs, sweet and sour carp, braised prawns...... Well, it's not bad to stew chicken soup......"

Hu Xianxian smiled "hehe": "Have you improved your skills?" I forgot to tell you, I have accepted another apprentice, and his cultivation talent is extremely high, so don't be compared to your junior sister. Today, simply stir-fry two side dishes to eat, and practice early. ”

"Huh? Accepted a junior sister to compete with me? Hang Wuyi stuck out his tongue with a bitter face.

Walking outside the fairy garden, Hang Wuyi rejoiced again, touched the door panel and said, "It's really good, I'm finally going home!" ”

"Home?" Hu Xianxian was stunned. They have only lived in this fairy garden for a few days, where can it be called home?

"This is our territory, and the free Sahuan'er is of course home." Hang Wuyi pushed open the door and jumped inside.

After the door opened, Hu Xianxian saw Cheng Haofeng sitting in the courtyard reading a book, and his heart was hot, this is indeed home.

The golden light of the setting sun dyed the red glow, and it shone obliquely in the courtyard, dragging the shadows of people and trees slender and long.

Among the verdant branches and leaves of the privet tree, small white and fragrant flowers bloom. The breeze swayed, and from time to time a small flower fell, or fell on Cheng Haofeng's inky hair, or on his light blue shirt, or on the yellowed book in his hand.

"Let you come back first, but I'm waiting for you, where are you crazy?" He asked with a chuckle.

As soon as Hang Wu saw Hu Xianxian's eyes stupid, he said hello to Cheng Haofeng, and covered his mouth and ran back to his room with a snicker.

"I'm going to Bixi Palace, you entered the palace to do business, but you came back early."

"Everything important has been reported, and there is nothing to be said. It's getting late, so we'll make dinner together, and then we'll be hungry. ”

Cheng Haofeng went to the study to put the book, and went to the kitchen to help Hu Xianxian wash the vegetables, both of them with shy smiles on their faces.

Hang Wuyi was lying outside the door and secretly watching, I couldn't understand what they were shy?

I thought about it for a long time and figured it out. Although they have known each other for a long time and have been intimate, they are all in a more unique situation. Doing housework together like this is really like an old husband and wife, and they are not used to this change.