When Yang Cheng arrived, Xu Guangqi's body had already been collected.

Xu Guangqi, who looked good, was dressed in plain clothes, lying quietly in the coffin, covered with a funeral cloth.

When Yang Chengying saw this scene, he couldn't help but cry when he thought of the past.

"Old Xu's relatives are not in Liaodong, so I'll keep the spirit."

After Yang Chengying finished speaking, he sat on the futon on the side of the coffin, booing and sighing.

Thinking of what happened back then, now that I think about it, it is even more emotional.

Sun Yuanhua and Mao Yuanyi also left a wake.

Sun Yuanhua and Xu Guangqi already had a master-apprentice friendship, and Mao Yuanyi had been taught by Xu Guangqi many times before.

"I saw Xu Lao the day before yesterday and saw that he was fine, how can you say that it is gone?" Yang Chengying asked sadly.

"People are like this when they are old, maybe they will be gone at some point."

Sun Yuanhua sighed and said, "Because I didn't see Mr. Xu coming today, the students went to pay a visit, and only then did they find that Mr. Xu had passed away peacefully, hey!"

"It turned out to be a happy event that died without a problem." Yang Chengying said.

"This is a letter written by Elder Xu to the king, probably because he knew that the deadline was approaching, so he wrote it in advance and handed it to the attendants."

Sun Yuanhua said, took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Chengying.

Yang Chengying opened the letter, read it carefully, and couldn't help but sigh.

In his letter, Xu Lao repeatedly emphasized one thing, the Ming Dynasty was orthodox and should not be overthrown. The emperor is good, and they are all people below such as Zhou Yanru and Wen Tiren who block the holy hearing.

He also advised Yang Chengying to be a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty and not a female cadre who had been stinking for thousands of years.

"An old man has done what he is supposed to do, and he deserves to be emulated."

Yang Chengying said quietly.

Then he placed the letter on the candle flame, lit it, and burned it clean.

Seeing this, Mao Yuanyi and Sun Yuanhua looked at each other.

Bai Guangen walked in lightly, glanced at Sun and Mao, came to Yang Chengying's side embarrassedly, and whispered in his ear:

"My Majesty, Bardazi has been invited to the palace."

"Please ask him to return to the pavilion for the time being, I will guard the spirit of Old Xu." Yang Chengying responded in a low voice.

These words were heard by Sun Yuanhua.

He hurriedly said, "The matter is important, and I ask Your Highness to deal with it first." As for the vigil, if Your Highness wants to have the best of both worlds, he can come at night."

"In that case, then I'll come at night."

Yang Chengying is now racing against time.

After he finished speaking, he got up, gave a deep bow to the coffin, and turned to leave.

Bai Guangen also gave a salute and hurriedly followed.

When they walked away, Mao Yuanyi asked in a low voice, "What is written in Mr. Xu's letter?"

"I advise Your Highness to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty and not to be a female cadre like Wang Mang and Dong Zhuo."

Sun Yuanhua replied in a low voice.

He had already read it, so he knew what it was about.

"No wonder His Highness burned it quietly."

Mao Yuanyi said worriedly, "It seems that His Royal Highness is ready to enter the customs, but he is just waiting for the opportunity."

"You may not know that Lord Song once argued with His Highness in Xiuyan City."

Sun Yuanhua said calmly: "At that time, His Royal Highness had thoughts, but he was stable, knowing that it was not easy to destroy a dynasty and build a new dynasty, and he needed to wait."

"So where do we go from here?"

Mao Yuanyi was a little melancholy.

With their knowledge, it is easy to know that they have been officials in Liaodong, and they are basically excluded when they think of other places.

However, if you stay any longer, you may be labeled as a thief.

"Follow the king."

Sun Yuanhua said calmly.

"Oh? Follow the king!" Mao Yuanyi was thoughtful.

"These words are easier said than done."

When Sun Yuanhua said this, he couldn't help but sigh, he remembered his teacher.

"Brother Huodong, why are you sighing?" Mao Yuanyi asked in surprise.

"I think of my mentor, who probably had mixed feelings when he wrote a letter on his deathbed."

Sun Yuanhua said, "He probably thought of Xun Yu."

Mao Yuanyi didn't dare to take over the conversation.

Xun Yu is assisted by the eldest female cadre Cao Cao!

The two fell silent.

In the palace, Yang Chengying set up a banquet to entertain Bardaqi who came from afar.

As one of the four managers of Sauron, Bardazi has done his job well in the past year or so.

In return, Yang Chengying decided to recognize the granddaughter of the Mongolian Horqin Left Wing Buhe, Batma, as his sister-in-law and marry away in Heilongjiang City.

This is also in response to the invitation of his subordinates Manzhu Xili to contribute to the long-term peace and stability of the palace.

In addition to the dowry, Bardazi was given additional rewards of gold and silver, grain, and farm tools.

"Sit, you'll be my brother-in-law from now on."

Yang Chengying sat down first, and then invited Bardaqi to take a seat.

Bardazi bowed down and sat down shallowly.

The maid brought the rice bowl with white rice.

"It's a meal made with the rice you brought, and it's delicious."

Yang Chengying picked up a bowl of rice, lowered his head and sniffed it, and couldn't help but admire.

Grain, like people, can produce sweet fruits if given a little sunlight and water.

"Thanks to the king's blessings, the first large-scale planting of japonica rice this year has yielded a bumper harvest, and I specially dedicate the japonica rice harvested in the first field to the king."

Bardazi said respectfully.

"In the future, just bring some for me to taste, I don't need to bring a car."

Yang Chengying said with a smile: "It's not easy to farm, it's still left to the people themselves and the soldiers who fought bravely on the front line."

"Yes. The king's commands, and the ministers take them to heart."

Bardazi stood up in response.

Yang Chengying raised his hand to signal him to sit down, and then casually asked, "How is your war with the Rakshasa Kingdom?"

"Rakshasas are most fond of fighting in winter, and come here several times a year in winter. At first we couldn't resist them, but then General Cao and General Wang came, and the situation improved greatly......

"I want to know what the difficulties are that I need to help you solve, not listen to this."

"The difficulty is that the enemy is too cunning and always slips away with a single shot. The king's army and we tried to encircle and suppress us several times, but the enemy ran too fast and failed."

"The system of assistant leaders and the joint defense and joint protection must be implemented as soon as possible, and I will send a letter to Zilharang and ask him to preside over this matter."

"The other thing is that the population of the north is too small. Of the three divisions of Sauron, only one has taken refuge in us, and the rest are scattered and even in a wait-and-see state."

"That's ......."

Yang Chengying put down the dishes and chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, got up and paced in the room.

The gaze of Baldazi and the translator has been on Yang Chengying's body, swaying from side to side with him.

"I will ask the left-wing Mongol tribes to hand over all the Xibes and Daurs to enrich your border defenses."

Yang Chengying made up his mind, "In addition, we will also learn from the Rakshasa Kingdom and come up with a strategy of garrisoning and repairing forts by the river."

Tsarist Russia built strongholds along the river, and wanted to uproot them one by one, but it was not possible in a short time.

Yang Chengying planned to give him a "body to govern others in the way of others", and also built a fort on the shore of Lake Baikal, and by the way, stabilized the three major Khans of Sauron's envoy Lubu and Transkhalkha.