But no matter what, Han Lin'er is still Zhu Yuanzhang's boss in name. He wants to come to incense Zhu Yuanzhang and send Zhu Yuanzhang on his last journey, which is to save face for his subordinates. For those middle- and lower-level generals who don't know how high-level people are secretly intriguing, they can only rejoice and admire, and they will never want to go to other aspects.

Especially in this extraordinary period now, inside and outside the Marshal's Mansion, the people are panicking. Han Lin'er's appearance also has a great effect on stabilizing people's hearts. Therefore, in the case of emotion, reason, public and private, Liu Bowen and Xu Da have no reason to stop it.

Liu Bowen and Xu Da glanced at each other again. They all sighed secretly, but they were helpless. Liu Bowen took two steps back, bowed slightly, and said, "The mourning hall is here." Master, please. ”

Han Lin'er nodded, strutted his head, and crossed the threshold straight into the Marshal Mansion. Liu Bowen and Xu Da led the way in front and led Han Lin'er into the hall of the Marshal's Mansion.

The hall is very large and magnificent. It is about 100 steps long, 70 steps wide, and more than 3 zhang high. I think that on that day, when Zhu Yuanzhang had just conquered Yingtiancheng, he summoned his subordinates in this hall, dispatched troops, and promulgated various military, political and civil affairs. All the subordinates obey as one. How majestic, how high-spirited?

But at this moment, the hall is arranged as a mourning hall, and everywhere is plain, and everywhere you look, it is snow-white. The atmosphere was bleak.

In the middle of the mourning hall, there is a table. It enshrines Zhu Yuanzhang's tablet and ash jar, as well as an incense burner and a bronze tiger the size of a palm.

The usefulness of the incense burner is self-evident. As for the bronze tiger, it is not a plaything, but a tiger talisman representing military power. Inside and outside Yingtian City, there are a total of 100,000 generals. On that day, Zhu Yuanzhang held this tiger talisman in his hand, gave orders, dispatched troops, and fought in the south and north, almost without defeat.

Seeing this tiger talisman, all the generals in the mourning hall recalled the majestic occasion at the beginning. Compared with today's panic, it is simply heaven and earth, which makes people more and more sad.

On the floor in front of the table, there was a fire tray. Ma Xiuying, the white lotus goddess, wore linen and filial piety, knelt next to the fire plate, her expression was blank, and she kept throwing pieces of paper money into the fire plate. Even when she saw Han Lin'er coming in, she was indifferent. In response to the old saying: mourning is greater than dying. At first glance, it is a matter of compassion for the teachings.

Han Lin'er stepped forward, picked up three incense sticks in front of the spiritual platform and lit them, clasped them in his hands, faced Zhu Yuanzhang's spiritual position, bowed slightly, closed his eyes and prayed a few words. Then insert the incense sticks / into the incense burner. Ma Xiuying looked back at dusk and nodded slightly to Han Lin'er, which was regarded as a return gift.

Hu Weiyong, who was in charge of the singing ceremony, saw that Han Lin'er had finished the incense, so he raised his voice and shouted, "Licheng." Please sit aside. ”

Han Lin'er didn't go to the side to sit down. He turned around, faced the generals of the Marshal's Mansion in the Mourning Hall, raised his right hand, and said in a deep voice, "Wait, this sect leader has something to say." ”

Liu Bowen's muscles on his face jumped, and he knew that it was not good. Hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his fists, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master, today is the day of the heavy eight burials. Why don't you wait until after the funeral?"

Han Lin'er's face sank, and he scolded: "Liu Bowen, step down! This sect is mainly speaking, when will it be your turn to come forward to obstruct it?"

Liu Bowen sighed secretly and said in a condensed voice: "Sect Master, subordinates don't mean this. However, in the end, it is great to die. Even though Chonghachi had offended the sect leader at the beginning, the sect leader and the heavenly maiden were righteous brothers and sisters after all. Don't look at the monk's face, but also ask the master to see the Buddha's face. ”

Han Lin'er sneered: "What kind of monk face Buddha face? This sect leader is Maitreya Living Buddha, the reincarnation of King Ming." Who else do you need to see? Liu Bowen, thinking of the first offense, today the sect leader is very gracious, let you go. But this kind of bastard talk should not be heard by this sect leader in the future. Otherwise, he will be punished severely!"

What kind of talk about the reincarnation of the Ming King has to be used to deceive those ignorant fools and foolish women, how can it be true? Liu Bowen has always disagreed with this. Not only him, but in fact, most people of insight have the same opinion.

However, in the teachings of the White Lotus Sect, it is clearly told to the sect that the sect leader is indeed the Maitreya of the present world, and the Ming King was born. Many believers are convinced of this. And these ordinary sect members are the main force of the Red Turban Army. Once this myth is debunked, it is bound to cause even greater confusion. So just ask. How could Liu Bowen be entangled with Han Lin'er again and again on this kind of issue?

Feeling helpless, Liu Bowen had no choice but to sigh again and take half a step back. With his right hand behind his back, he quietly gestured. Lan Yu saw this gesture, immediately nodded slightly, and quietly walked out of the mourning hall. In the hall, everyone's attention was focused on Han Lin'er at this moment, and no one paid attention to his blue jade.

In Han Lin'er's eyes, he never saw any blue jade. He stood tall and said in a condensed voice: "Marshal Zhu is an optimus pillar of the Great Song Dynasty, and this time he unfortunately died, and the sect leader is also very sad. However, there is no resurrection from death. Although Marshal Zhu has passed away, our great cause of opposing the Yuan Dynasty will continue. It is not until the day when the rivers and mountains are truly restored that it is finished.

Yingtian is a famous city in the south of the Yangtze River, and its location is very important. If no one is in charge of the overall situation, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, in order to oppose the great cause of the Yuan, the sect leader now declares that from now on, Yingtian and the various strongholds under its jurisdiction will be under the direct command of the sect master. All the civil and military officials in the marshal's mansion will also be directly dispatched by the sect leader in the future, and there must be no mistakes. Everyone, do you understand?"

As soon as these few words came out, they caused an uproar. The civil and military officials of the Marshal's Mansion inside and outside the mourning hall exchanged their heads and whispered one after another. Some are confused, some are angry, some are happy, some are unwilling, and some are relieved. All in all, there are all kinds of reactions.

Li Shanchang frowned slightly, then stood up and said with a smile: "Sect Master, although Marshal Zhu has passed away, the so-called God blesses the good man." A few days ago, the famous doctor in the city had already diagnosed Mrs. Zhu's pulse, proving that Mrs. Zhu had been happy for two months. When the time comes, the lady will give birth to an heir, and she will be able to inherit Marshal Zhu's unfinished business. The sect leader doesn't have to worry, the Marshal's Mansion will become a plate of loose sand. ”

"Oh, Xiuying, are you happy?"

Han Lin'er was stunned, and then sneered and scolded: "Xiuying is happy, of course, it is a good thing. But even if this little doll can grow up safely, it will be at least ten years later. Could it be that for more than ten years, you have been going to fight with the Mongol Tatars with this little doll who doesn't know anything as the main thing?

The smile on Li Shanchang's face became stiff, and he distinguished: "Sect Master, I didn't mean that. Just ......"

"Li Shanchang, that's enough. I don't want to hear you anymore. Han Lin'er said coldly: "I know that you are a disciple of Confucianism, and the person most admired by Confucianism is Yi Yin Huoguang." Helping the young master will eventually become a great cause. Retire after success, and sing it through the ages. However, the Sect Master has heard about it. Wang Mang, Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao and other traitorous ministers were originally compared to Yi Yin Huoguang. ”

Li Shanchang gasped in shock, and his expression became terrified. hurriedly arched his hand and said: "The subordinates are panicked, the subordinates are not talented, and there is absolutely no idea of wanting to be Wang Mang and Cao Cao." Consult the Lord. ”

Han Lin'er snorted softly: "No, that's the best." But speaking of which, you really can't be Cao Cao. If you talk about the Son of Heaven, the leader of this sect is the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty. Marshal Zhu has worked hard and made great achievements, and he is Guan Yu and Zhang Fei of the sect leaders. Of course...... Even if you close the bill, you won't be able to achieve great things. Zhuge Liang is still needed. ”

After a pause, Han Lin'er turned his gaze to Liu Bowen and asked in a condensed voice, "Reincarnation Zhuge , what do you say?"

Liu Bowen sighed, shook the goose feather fan lightly, and stood up and said in a deep voice: "Subordinate Qiqi Sect Master." Although Yingtian's status is important, it is too far away from Bianliang. Although the sect leader has a great dharma, it is always difficult to be distracted and take care of the two places.

The subordinates thought that compared to Yingtian, Bianliang was the real top priority. If there is any mistake, it will inevitably shake people's hearts and minds, which will be greatly detrimental to the great cause of opposing the Yuan.

Therefore, his subordinates dared to suggest that the sect leader should continue to sit in Bianliang and concentrate on dealing with the counterattack of the Tartars. If there is an opportunity, he will wave the army to the Northern Expedition and recover the Great Song River and Mountain. As for Ying Tian, I will ask the master to continue to hand it over to our Marshal Mansion. The subordinates must do their best and die. Do everything you can to stabilize the situation in Jiangnan and ensure that the sect leader has no worries. ”

Han Lin'er sneered: "There is a big dragon leader Liu Futong in the north who presides, and this sect leader can rest assured." But what about your side? Without Zhu Yuanzhang, if something big happens. For example, if Xu Shouhui in the west or Zhang Shicheng in the east attack, which of you can make up your mind? Can you stop it?

Hey, there's no need to say anything about Xu Shouhui and Zhang Shicheng. It's the son of the white-clothed Shizun of the Ming Sect, you can't stop it, right? On the way to Yingtian, the sect leader has heard about it. That guy led a group of Persians to conquer the city, and the momentum was like a bamboo. In seven days, you have broken through your seven outlying strongholds. If you continue like this, how many strongholds do you have that you can swallow up?

Chang Yuchun couldn't help but shout: "Seven strongholds were captured, just because we were busy handling the funeral for Marshal Du, so we didn't have time to deal with that guy." After the funeral, Xu Da and I will naturally lead the troops to fight, and we will definitely be able to defeat that guy and snatch back all the lost land. ”

Han Lin'er said disdainfully: "Just by you, hmph, you may have a hand in marching and fighting." But when it comes to martial arts, the son of the white-clothed Shizun, I heard that he has practiced the Mingshen Martial Arts, and even Marshal Zhu is not an opponent. You often meet the spring is just a second-rate level, and you dare to speak out without shame, saying what to defeat the enemy and regain the territory?"

Chang Yuchun argued loudly: "Although my Chang Yuchun martial arts are average, we have the martial arts weapons of the Tianxiang Five Spirits. As long as Lao Xu and I take turns to equip the fighting weapon, the son of the white-clothed Shizun will definitely not be our opponent. ”

On the other side, Xu Da also said in a condensed voice: "Yes, sect leader, please forgive three days." Lao Chang and I can make a military order. After three days, he will take the head of the thief and present it to the master. If you can't do it, let the sect leader deal with it with military law. ”