With Yang Bofu leading the troops into the Jiangdu, the entire Jiangnan army was disheartened, and the partial division led by Wei Ban was even more overwhelming, except for Xiangyang City, the entire territory of Huzhou had fallen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The great cause of Jiangnan planned by Lu Qian and Fu Chen collapsed.

In the city of Xiangyang, Du Mingyu sat in a lonely city.

On the same day, the Wei forbidden army waved its division, Du Mingyu was ordered to sit in Xiangyang in person, and refused to ban the Wei army, but now Xiangyang has not been lost, but the river is lost, the river is lost, Lu Qian is dead, Fu Chen is dead, and most of Jiangnan has become Xiao Yu's bag.

The building overturned.

Is there any need to defend this city?

It seems that there is no need to defend it, not to mention the fluctuation of the Mancheng army at this time, just say that it is worth exchanging this Mancheng soldier for a reputation of loyalty and righteousness in later generations?

Some aspiring scholars can do it, but he is not that kind of person.

Most of the emperor's generals have done it, but in the end, he is still the ordinary scholar who once wanted to help the world.

Du Mingyu, who was not wearing armor, was dressed in plain clothes, sitting upright in the study at this time, and said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming." ”

The armored general guarding the door pushed the door in, "Governor." ”

Du Mingyu said softly: "Go and tell the envoy of Wei Ban that their conditions, this governor agreed." ”

A look of shock flashed across the general's face, and he stopped talking.

Du Mingyu waved his hand, unable to hide the weakness on his face, and said, "The governor has made up his mind, you can go." ”

After the armored general left, Du Mingyu took down the long sword hanging on the wall, and slowly drew the sword three inches out of the sheath.

The sword body glows with cold light, and the cold light shines on the human face.

Du Mingyu looked at the reflection on Qingliang Jian's body, and laughed softly to himself: "People are dying, their words are also good, my dying is also seeking a way to live for the soldiers and civilians in this city, so let's do good deeds." ”

The next day, Du Mingyu, the defender of Xiangyang, committed suicide and martyred, and Xiangyang surrendered.

Wei Ban entered this city of a hundred battles and ordered Du Mingyu to be buried thickly.

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Late autumn into early winter.

It was about the first fine snow of the year, falling and falling. Snowflakes silently hung a layer of pale plain white on the ground, on the eaves, on the trees, and on the walls, like wearing mourning clothes, white and boundless.

Outside the eastern capital, the Dongjiang Grand Canal wharf.

A huge fleet of ships slowly approached the shore.

The boat is full of vegetarians.

When the news came, the entire eastern capital was shaken, and on this day that was supposed to celebrate the triumph of His Royal Highness King Qi, the eastern capital city was not half happy, and white flags were hung everywhere, reflecting the white snow, which was particularly desolate.

The wind and snow were like obscurity, and the magnates of the city were dressed in white and went out of the city for thirty miles, all of them stood in front of the dock, and the leaders Lan Yu and Xu Lin also stood at the front of the queue in mourning clothes made of linen.

Lan Yu looked at the pitch-black coffin that was carried off the boat by eight armor soldiers, and the two brothers Xiao Yu and Xiao Jin, who were also dressed in white on both sides of the coffin, were silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Bow, kowtow." ”

Everyone fell to their knees in an instant.

Eight armor soldiers carried the coffin forward, and Xiao Yu helped the spirit.

Lan Yu knelt down and said in a deep voice: "Second bow, kowtow." ”

Footsteps, kowtows, wind and snow.

"Three bows, kowtow!"

After three bows, the hundred officials got up, and Lan Yu walked quickly behind Xiao Yu and asked softly, "Is Your Highness going to Xiao Mansion or Miyagi?"

Xiao Yu pressed one hand on the coffin and said softly: "Born in Si and returned to Si, go to Xiao Mansion." ”

Lan Yu promised and left one step ahead.

When Xiao Yu Fuling returned to the Xiao Mansion, the Xiao family had all gathered here.

Lin Yinping, Princess Ling'an, Yan Keqing, Xiao Ru, Xiao Yuyi, Xiao Gongyu, and the chief steward.

The maids and servants were also dressed in white and lined up on either side.

When they saw Xiao Lie's coffin, sobs rang out, and the women instantly cried.

The coffin was placed in the mourning hall that had been arranged, and Xiao Yu stood in the wind and snow outside the hall with his hands in his hands, slowly closing his eyes.

Xiao Jin stood beside Xiao Yu and said in a low voice: "The mausoleum has just started to be built, and I am afraid that it will not be able to be buried yet." ”

Xiao Yu closed his eyes and said calmly: "Father is close to the realm of immortal perfection, and the body is immortal, so I will repair the green landscape and temporarily stop there, isn't it now a homeless people? ”

Xiao Jin bowed his head and said, "No." ”

Xiao Yu waved his hand, and Xiao Jin retreated.

The chief steward came over, saw Xiao Yu's face and couldn't hide his tiredness, and said worriedly: "The old lady is gone, the young master is young, and it is approaching winter, and the wife's old illness has recurred, so the master still has to take care of his body." ”

Xiao Yu suddenly said: "Do you have any wine......?" Bring me some wine. ”

The chief steward looked hesitant.

Xiao Yu couldn't be questioned: "Go." ”

The chief steward had no choice but to leave, and after a while, he sent Xiao Yu a pot of high-grade Huadiao, because Fang Xuan was a person from Jiangnan, the most used by the Xiao Mansion was this Huadiao wine, which had never changed for decades.

Alcohol is not allowed during the funeral, but Xiao Yu doesn't want to abide by this rule today.

It's not that he still has a grudge against Xiao Lie, but he really has a thousand words in his heart, and he doesn't know who to listen to, so he can only pay it in wine.

Xiao Yu leaned under a pillar, poured himself a glass of wine, pinched the glass with three fingers, and slowly turned it.

Heh, I am now a fatherless and motherless orphan?

After the women's small sacrifice was over, Lin Yinping, as the head of the house, arranged a lot of matters, came to Xiao Yu's side and whispered: "Everything is arranged, you can rest assured." ”

Xiao Yu hummed softly and drank all the wine in the cup.

Lin Yinping stood in this corridor with him.

Xiao Yu put down his wine glass, turned his head to look at the flying snow outside the corridor, and said softly: "It is said that tiger poison does not eat children, my father, he is indeed benevolent and righteous to me, and now that he is dead, I am used to seeing life and death over the years, but I still have an indescribable feeling in my heart." ”

Lin Yinping said softly: "Fathers in the world have never been good at words to their children, some things can't be seen or heard, but it doesn't mean that he hasn't done it, your father-in-law is not a loss of money for you and the entire Xiao family." ”

Xiao Yu sighed: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise but does not wait." ”

Lin Yinping persuaded softly: "It's cold outside, you are sad in your heart, if you want to drink to kill your sorrows, go to the house to drink, what is it here? I see that your body is not quite right after you came back from Jiangnan, did you suffer any injuries in the war?"

Xiao Yu was silent for a long time, and said reluctantly: "It's okay for me, even if it's nine days of thunder now, I can't help it, not to mention the wind and cold, but it's you, every time it's cold, you will have an old illness, don't be tired, some things will be handed over to the feather coats, speaking of which, the most important thing in the Xiao family today is a woman who can take care of the house." ”

Lin Yinping snorted.

After drinking a pot of wine, Xiao Yu remembered many past events.

A family of three sat around a table.

Back then, today.

Two members of the family have left, and the remaining Xiao Yu also has a wife and children, forming a new family of three.

A new generation replaces the old.

Xiao Yu threw away the wine jug in his hand, walked out of the corridor, pressed the snow on his shoulder, and muttered softly.

"I'm out of alcohol. ”