His father's funeral came as scheduled, and King Jin came with Mi Lan under his mother's repeated pleadings. I can't figure out how much the King of Jin treats her with true feelings and how much falsehood, after all, if he wasn't in troubled times and was on the throne, how could he set up a Han woman as the main room? For thousands of years, people in the world have firmly believed that the anger of the military family has melted into the blood, passed down from generation to generation, and since birth, those children are destined to bear the debt of human life killed on the battlefield. Perhaps, I was also hurt by this anger.

The mournful music outside was long and low, and when it reached my ears, I held the flute and played it secretly. I haven't had a for a long time, and even my breath has become rusty.

General Liao died, and although his sister married into the Jin Palace, I am afraid that the Liao family will also decline from now on. is obviously a high-ranking general, but after his death, he failed to leave a son to inherit his father's business. I gave birth to two daughters, and I'm like this again. It's pitiful to think about.

It's just that in my heart, there is no sentimentality. After all, the old man who passed away never cared about my realization. I don't blame him, but I can't mix half of his affection with him. If I still had some fantasies about my parents when I was a child, now, in the dark time of sixteen years, all imagination is nothing.

The death of his father shook the whole Vode, after all, his father seemed to have always been regarded as the last savior. The prince himself came to offer his condolences, and heard that if it weren't for the tight war on the frontier, the lord of the country would also come. What if you just come? The Liao family, like Fuqi, has reached the end of the road. The most important pillar is gone, and Fu Qi can find another general, but the Liao family no longer has a second master.

The little girl in the house suddenly ran to me in a panic, and I quietly looked at the lock on the door that she shook softly, and my heart was full of boredom.

"The emperor has decreed, and the prince said that the young lady must be present."

Miss's two words, the people outside the door bit very hard.

Prince? I sighed and got up, how could I let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince condescend to wait for my arrival?

Lazily passed, opened the door, I looked at the flustered girl, picked up the umbrella placed aside, and motioned for her to lead the way for me. It's ridiculous to say that I have lived in Liao Mansion for 16 years, but I don't know the layout of Liao Mansion at all, and I don't know what is behind the pavilions and pavilions.

That little girl was really strange, she kept her head down and led the way in front, but I could faintly hear her sobbing voice, as if she had endured great grief. Is it because of my father? Perhaps, even she was aware of the impending decline of the Liao family, so she was lamenting her fate?

I didn't ask too much and followed her to the mourning hall.

Except for the old man who died in the coffin and the prince who held a yellow silk in his hand, everyone bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, as if they had been waiting for me for a long time.

The prince squinted at me slightly, his eyes falling to the ground, as if motioning for me to kneel. I paced slowly to the other end of the coffin—there were fewer people there, and although it was far away, it was the most suitable for me. However, when he turned the altar and saw it, he suddenly became scarlet.

It was the mother, the mother who was still so committed to befriending the King of Jin and Jimo, at this moment, lying lifeless on the cold masonry, lying next to his father's coffin. There was a shocking red on her forehead.

Mi Lan couldn't cry anymore, and King Jin just patted her hand slightly and comforted her.

"Mrs. Liao is loyal and brave, and she has gone with the general. The palace will play the emperor and posthumously seal Mrs. Liao. The prince said to himself.

This turned out to be the reason why the little girl bowed her head and sobbed, in the past, the most prominent court of Fuqi, but now I am only a half-human and half-ghost "master", so who knows, I don't want to cry, woo hoo lament?

"There is a decree in the Holiness." The prince emphasized deliberately, and I turned my head, faced him, and knelt down slowly. After all, I am ruthless to my family. I just saw who was still alive like that, but he died suddenly at this moment, and my heart was a little touched.

"General Liao was loyal to the country, cherished the community, sacrificed his life for the country, died on the battlefield, and was specially posthumously crowned Ning Zhonggong, given 10,000 taels of gold, and gave him a thick burial. In addition, the eldest daughter of the Liao family is smart, knowledgeable, quiet and dignified, and specially married General Jimo, waiting for the expiration of the three-year period, and the two are happy. The prince raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at me, and said, "Take the order." ”

Mi Lan's appearance doesn't have to look at me to know that her surprised gaze has been so intense, almost rude.

Indeed, in the second half of the decree, there is a sentence that sounds like it is true? Say I'm smart, knowledgeable, quiet and dignified? It's just ridiculous. I am deeply sure that before today, I am afraid that the Emperor who is high in the high does not even know of my existence. Now even announcing the marriage at his father's funeral, thinking about it, the king will never take into account the last wishes of a deceased general. This must be the requirement of Jimo Dongli, and now, everyone knows the answer to such a question as what a good general means to Fuqi.

Vudge is already alive, and a man who can win the battle is the only guarantee that the royal family can still enjoy the sound of dogs and horses. 's father died, and that Jimo may be the last straw. It's just that I remember that Jimo Dong is not very old, and he is only in his twenties with a weak crown, how can he let the royal family rely on him? Come to think of it, it is indeed a rush to the doctor.

It's just that I didn't expect him to do this. Once the decree is given, after three years, no matter what happens, whether it is crippled or sick or insane, I will marry, and he will marry.

No one can disobey the emperor's will, even if he gives me death, and he needs to be grateful to Dade to receive it all. I knelt down and held the soft silk in both hands. Both parents are dead, my sister is married, and in the future, I will be the head of the Liao family.

There was a sound of thanks, I slowly got up, and looked at the people around me, except for the Jin Wang and his wife, except for the prince, I don't know any of the people here, but looking at the crown and bearing, it is indeed very human. In the middle of the court, I am afraid that all of them are characters who turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain, but this identity and status can only be preserved by relying on their father to guard one side. Now, it can be regarded as the last journey of this former common interest. In the future, if Jimo Dongli can really defend the border, then these people will be eager to make friends with him. It's like making friends with the cold corpse in this coffin.

People here all live for profit.

There were no male in the house, and even the night of the wake-up became deserted. If you really miss your father, it is nothing more than those brothers who have been on the battlefield in blood, but now, none of them are in Beijing. The female dependents have no right to keep vigil, and they are only watched by three or two servants in the house. From time to time, pick the wick of the ever-bright lamp, replace it with a newly lit incense, and burn the dark money all night.

On the day of Fuling, I held my hair and put on mourning clothes, and I moved in the early morning, because of my eyes that could not see the light. Blowing and blowing all the way, I arrived at the ancestral grave of the Liao family. Looking at the grave on that side, I squinted - this is the last tomb of the Liao family's ancestral tomb. I, Mi Lan and I, have no right to be buried here. Women, in the end, are just men's burials. A hundred years later, she will follow the king of Jin, and I may have to ink immediately.

Mother and father live in the same cave, and it is very lucky to think about it, they are born and sleep together, die in the same cave, and they are two people with the same heart. Come to think of it, Mi Lan and I don't have such blessings.

Hitting the pillar and dying, it should be a person who cares a lot and is reluctant to give up.

The burial chamber was sealed little by little, hidden in the loess, and the last bow was completed, the sky was already bright, I was a little unsupported, and the girl on the side did not dare to come to help, and I was stunned to hold the umbrella at a loss. I sighed and was about to reach out, but the girl was afraid to take a step back. Shaking his head, he squinted at the high heavens, maybe I can still hold on to going back, after all, it is not a long journey.

When the king of Jin saw that everything was over, he couldn't wait to say goodbye, and in this way, the people who were originally going to stay for dinner also dispersed one after another. The only people who returned to Liao's Mansion were me, and the people in the mansion. But these subordinates are afraid of me, and no one dares to approach.

After a hard journey, the day was getting bigger and bigger, and I couldn't see anything, and I was almost blind in front of me. The mind is gradually in a trance, and a pair of feet are like stepping on cotton, and the depth is uncertain. Passing by the market, everyone who saw me was screaming and scattering, shouting demons and monsters, and I was used to hearing the sound of ghosts and ghosts, and at the moment my heart was just desperately trying to find a shadow, but I couldn't see anything, and how could I stumble to find a place to hide.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of hooves, and the exclamation on my side was even worse, I didn't know why, and suddenly my waist tightened, and my face was cold.

The body slumped, as if it was on horseback, and the light in front of him suddenly became less dazzling, but the restlessness in his ears was still so annoying.

The waist was held, I couldn't help refusing, almost fell off the horse, then sat honestly, but for a moment and a half, I had to be patient.

After a while, the sound of the galloping horses' hooves gradually subsided, and I was helped off my horse, and galloped all the way to somewhere, and there was no trace of light in the obscurity, and I fixed my mind and realized that this was my room.

took a step back, but the person in front of him was Jimo Dongli.

Shouldn't he be at the border at this moment? I looked at him quizzically.

The armor on his body has not been removed, and the cold touch on his face is the cold and hard armor. Obviously, he just came from the battlefield.

He smiled helplessly: "In the end, I still couldn't catch up with the general to be buried." ”

General Bian left his post and returned to Beijing without permission, no matter what he was for, in the end it was an unforgivable crime. But for the sake of my dead father, he will suffer terribly.

"The emperor has made an order, right?"

I knew what he was saying, but I didn't have the heart to answer it.

He smiled lightly: "I think it's down." ”

I turned around and took off the white cloth that was fastened to my hair. The hair is in the back of the head and is heavy. I waited for him to leave, so that my long hair could be loosened.