When Fu Tinghan came back, there was only a light in the corner of the hall, and most of the area was dim, and Zhao Hanzhang leaned on the side of the bed motionless.

Fu Tinghan probed to look at her, and when he saw that her eyes were red, he handed her a handkerchief and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to cry again?" I sent them all away. ”

Zhao Hanzhang smiled angrily, "Everyone advised me to cry less and not cry, how can you persuade me to cry in turn?" ”

"I'm afraid you'll be uncomfortable," Fu Tinghan said: "I know how uncomfortable it is to hold tears and sadness in my heart, so although crying in confinement is not good, I still hope you can vent it." ”

Zhao Hanzhang was silent for a moment, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and didn't lose his temper again, "I'm fine, but the lactation hormones are not affected, if it was before, I wouldn't cry for such a thing." ”

Having said that, the tears still fell down one by one, and they were wiped dry.

Fu Tinghan sighed lightly, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but sniff, leaned his head on him, and said in a low voice: "I really want to send troops to the Western Regions, Zhang Liang is dead, Zhao Xin and Zhang Wei don't know when there will be news, although our cotton seeds are increasing every year, but it is still too little compared to the whole world......"

Fu Tinghan hugged her, stretched out his hand and patted her on the back and said: "If you are sad, you are sad, you don't have to make so many excuses, Zhang Tingshi has helped us a lot over the years, although we have never met, but we can know that he is a person by virtue of letters, and he deserves to be sad for you." ”

Zhao Hanzhang closed his mouth tightly, quieted down, and cried silently.

The next day, Zhao Hanzhang dismissed the dynasty for Zhang Rail, and the hundred officials returned home in silence and hung a white lantern for Zhang Rail to mourn.

Zhao Hanzhang wrote a number of Zhang Liang's exploits over the years, and posthumously awarded him as Liangzhou pastor, servant, and Tai Lieutenant, nicknamed Wu Mu.

The holy decree was quickly sent to Xiliang by the officials of the funeral department, and for the sake of the military and people's hearts of Anxi Liang, the telegram first reported the holy decree in plain text.

The so-called clear text is the information that all states and anyone who has a radio station can receive, and the whole country knows that the king of Xiliang died of illness and the whole country mourns.

Because the joy of the birth of the eldest princess was diluted, every household replaced the red lanterns and red cloth strips at home, hung white lanterns and white linen cloth, and obeyed the will to guard filial piety for Zhang Liang.

Beigong Chun received the telegram, only then did he know that the old lord had died of illness, and he cried loudly with a "wow", threw away his sword, put on sackcloth, tied his filial piety belt and ran to the barracks.

Huang An couldn't catch up with him behind, so he could only stomp his feet, cry while going back to the general's mansion, and asked Mrs. Beigong to take out all the filial piety hemp, and sent people to buy it from all over the city, and pulled two carts of linen to the barracks.

The Xiliang army was startled when they saw the general crying in filial piety clothes, and the first thought was that the old lady of Beigong had an accident, but when he thought about it, although the general was filial to the old lady, he had a clear distinction between public and private, how could he bring a funeral to the barracks?

Then I was cold, could it be Your Majesty......

was panicking, Beigong Chun went straight to the dozen or so veterans who had been with him as personal soldiers under Zhang Liang, and cried: "Old Meng, old lord, he ...... Dead. ”

The blind old man was stunned for a moment, tears burst out, and Beigong Chun hugged his head and cried, "When?" ”

Beigong Chun: "The telegram I just received, I went on September 22, it hurts me, I hurt me!" ”

The veterans of Xiliang reacted and cried bitterly.

There are still many young soldiers in Xiliang, most of them have heard of Beigong Chun's prestige, Zhao Hanzhang's benevolence and generosity, and Zhang Liang is not forbidden, so they came from Xiliang to join the army, they don't have too deep feelings for the king of Xiliang, but at this time they also bowed their heads and wept.

Beigong Chun has met two good people who can use him and are willing to use him in his life, Zhao Hanzhang is one, and Zhang Liang is one.

If Zhao Hanzhang is a bright light he saw when he was in a desperate situation, then the track is Bole who selected him from 10,000 horses.

Beigong Chun respected him as a father, and his death left him with an empty heart, leaving only the instinct to cry.

Fortunately, his grief came violently and quickly, and when Huang An brought a cart of linen cloth and distributed it to the whole army to wear filial piety, Beigong Chun hiccuped and twitched his reason, "The whole army is filial piety, yes, you have to ask Your Majesty." ”

Beigong is a person who abides by the law and military orders.

Huang An said: "Your Majesty ordered the whole country to show filial piety, and the army is also among the whole country. ”

But Beigong Chun is still stubborn to ask for instructions, although the army in Bingzhou is called Xiliang Army, it belongs to the imperial court, and their food and clothing are all money given by the imperial court, and they no longer belong to Xiliang.

It is his personal behavior to wear filial piety for Zhang Rail, whether the army wears it or not, it has to listen to the emperor.

Zhao Hanzhang agreed, and also allowed the Xiliang army to send two people back to Xiliang for funeral.

When Beigong Chun heard this, he immediately selected Huang An and another veteran, and he cried: "I hate to have to do this assassination history, not to be a general, I also want to go back to see the old master." ”

Speaking of this, Beigong Chun was stunned and muttered: "If you resign at this time......

Huang An was taken aback, and hurriedly persuaded: "General, Your Majesty will definitely not allow it, and maybe he will blame Xi Liang, thinking that Xi Liang is too close to us." ”

Beigong Chun wiped away his tears and said: "Shut up, Your Majesty is not that kind of person, although I say this, I also know that I can't quit." ”

Huang An held it in his heart, knowing that he couldn't quit what he was doing when he said it? Is it fun to scare him?

In Youzhou, not far from Bingzhou, Shi Le sighed after reading the telegram: "He is a hero, and it would be enough for me to have his achievements at the end of my life." ”

Zhang Bin smiled and said nothing, but he knew in his heart that Shi Le could not get the nickname "Wu Mu", and his honor was only in his life, after his death...... Alas, there were too many wrong things in the first half of his life, and there were more people in this world who wanted to kill Shile than the emperor, and I don't know how many people hated him to death.

Zhang Bin now has only one goal, to make his lord have bigger and more achievements, reduce the impact of the first half of his life, and strive to have a good result after death.

Zhang Mao of Xiliang sat in the radio room and waited for more than an hour after sending out the telegram, and the radio station, which had been silent, suddenly sounded.

Everyone in the radio room sat up straight and watched with their hearts.

After a while, the telegraph officer brought the translation and handed it respectfully.

Wang Rong stretched out his hand to take it, and read with red eyes: "When the emperor heard the bad news, he was very sad, and ordered the prince of Xiliang to collect the remains, and ordered the officials of the Ministry of Rites to go to the funeral to assist in the funeral. ”

Zhang Mao's back relaxed, leaned back on the chair, his mouth moved, tears rolled down, and the sadness he had been holding back finally fell into place, and he could cry out happily.

The national mourning shows that His Majesty does not blame the funeral for rushing His Royal Highness's happy event.

Xiliang Wangfu cried and started a funeral.

The next day, they received a telegram from the capital, which was a holy decree that had come in advance.

Zhang Mao took the family to kneel outside the radio station to listen, and heard Wang Rong report that he was posthumously given the Tai Lieutenant, nicknamed Wu Mu, Zhang Mao kowtowed, and his body fell to the ground and said loudly: "The minister bows to thank the emperor, my Zhang family has been passed down from filial piety to the present, since the early years of the Han Dynasty, generations of loyalty, Zhang Mao will not forget the ancestral teachings, to defend the land for the country, for the people, for His Majesty to defend the territory and open up the territory, and then die!" ”

He raised his teary eyes and looked back at his nephew Zhang Jun and daughter Zhang Ruo who were kneeling behind him, "You two must also remember the ancestral teachings and never let down Hua Guo and Your Majesty!" ”

Seven-year-old Zhang Jun and eight-year-old Zhang Ruo bowed down with a serious face.

See you tomorrow.

Why is it so early today, because I felt the call of death (arrhythmia) after staying up late yesterday, I didn't like it, I rejected it, so I decided to try to be as early as possible in the future