He could even dig up the bones of King Wei and throw them to wild dogs to eat.

Xin Lingjun would definitely not agree to Zhu Hai's approach. But Xinlingjun is dead, and Zhu Hai is a beast without reins, and no one can stop him.

Zhu Xiang said: "Before the fall of the Wei State, follow me." If you want to serve in the army, you can also follow Li Mu's side. "

Zhu Hai wanted to keep filial piety for Xinling Jun for three years, and treat Xinling Jun with the most harsh etiquette for "father".

What Zhu Xiang said will wait until Zhu Hai finishes his filial piety.

When Zhu Xiang returned to Guangling City with Xinlingjun's coffin, every family in Guangling City mourned for Xinlingjun.

Guangling County made Chen Qi excited and at a loss.

How did his small Guangling City become the resting place of Xinling Jun?

Even if he knew that Xinling Jun would definitely move to the tomb in the future and return to his hometown of Wei. But the scholars of Guangling City still fought over where Xinling Jun was buried.

This group of people all took out the mausoleum they had chosen, saying that their own cemetery was the most auspicious, and let Xinling Jun lie down first.

Ying Xiaozheng, as the county guard of Wu County, was forced to come to referee for this group of people.

Prince Qin rarely encountered a problem.

Ying Xiaozheng is a person who does not admit defeat, and for this matter, he has read many classics and learned the art of Kanyu Fangshi, so as to judge which cemetery is more suitable for Xinling Jun.

Zhu Xiang looked at Ying Xiaozheng's persistence in "not being weaker than others in his life" in any inexplicable place, so he had to sigh.

Although there was crying when Xinlingjun was buried, it was not as sad as Xinlingjun all the way south, but there was a lot more solemnity.

Although Guangling City is small, there are many Confucians around Zhu Xiang, and there are even Wei people.

They turned out the rituals of the Wei State, and although the specifications of Xinlingjun's burial were simple, the etiquette was not bad at all.

Zhu Hai was moved by Zhu Xiang again.

Zhu Xiang didn't feel anything moved.

He thought he would cry when he saw Xinlingjun. But when he really saw Xin Lingjun's face covered with corpse spots that could no longer be seen in its original appearance, Zhu Xiang couldn't cry.

He was just stuffy, very stuffy.

On the first day after the burial, Zhu Xiang married in front of the tomb of Xinlingjun and said that he would accompany Xinlingjun for the first seven days again.

Even if the first seven days of Xinlingjun have already passed, it will be counted according to his burial of Xinlingjun.

Zhu Xiang said whatever he wanted, and even Ying Xiaozheng didn't dare to refute it at the moment.

Everyone can see that Zhu Xiang has a big fire in his heart.

Only Xue Ji dared to persuade: "You have to take care of yourself when you keep the spirit of Xinling Jun and don't get sick." "

Zhu Xiang sighed and said, "I won't get sick." I still have you, Zheng'er, and Cheng Chan to take care of. "

Xue Ji said angrily: "It's me, Zheng'er and Cheng Chan who take care of you!" "

Zhu Xiang said: "Take care of each other, take care of each other." "

Xue Ji kept Zhu Xiang's clothes, and told Zhu Hai to help take care of Zhu Xiang before leaving with the two children.

Zhu Xiang was extremely bold.

The weather happened to be fine that night, and instead of going back to sleep in the thatched hut, he made a bunk in front of Wei Wuji's grave, which was too simple for him to be a king.

Zhu Xiang is not even a vegetarian.

He brought good wine and food, and after paying tribute to Wei Wuji, he drank and ate food in front of Wei Wuji's tombstone, muttering that he wanted to eat up Wei Wuji's sacrifice.

I don't know if he was too full, Zhu Xiang soon hugged the wine jar and fell asleep in front of Wei Wuji's tombstone.

Zhu Hai sighed and covered Zhu Xiang with a quilt.

"You Zhu Xiang! They came to worship me, and they actually ate my sacrifices! "

Zhu Xiang opened his eyes, and Wei Wuji's slightly playful smile sounded in his ears.

Zhu Xiang said angrily: "I have worked hard many times to persuade you not to die, and this time I even took the risk of sending Han Fei to comfort you, but you didn't hang yourself for a few words from King Wei." Are you worthy of me? What's wrong with me stealing your offerings? "

Zhu Xiang saw the young man in front of him.

Wei Wuji's appearance was the same as when Handan said goodbye.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Chapter 217: Central Plains Da Shu

Zhu Xiang was still sitting in front of Wei Wuji's mausoleum, still holding the wine jar in his arms.

Wei Wuji was wearing the new clothes that Xue Ji had made with the Weaver Girls who had been working tirelessly, flicked the hem of his clothes, and sat down in front of his tombstone.

The moonlight was so bright that it illuminated this side of the tomb as bright as day.

Wei Wuji glanced up at his inscription and said, "Your handwriting is not as good as mine." ”

Zhu Xiang gave Wei Wuji a big roll of his eyes: "My words are like this, bear with them." ”

Wei Wuji laughed: "Although it's not as good as me, it's not bad compared to other people in the world." Give me the jar of wine, and you really want to eat all my sacrifices? Hold you to death. ”

Zhu Xiang picked up a full jar of wine from the side.

His strength this time was inexplicably great, and he actually picked up the wine jar with one hand and handed it to Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji took the wine jar, raised his head and took a sip of Zhu Xiang's carefully brewed amber wine, and exclaimed, "Good wine!" ”

He regretted, "I should have come looking for you earlier." Even though I may still be forced to death by my brother, I will have a good drink with you before I die. ”

Zhu Xiang said: "I regret it now, it's too late!" ”

The sacrifice he had eaten was restored at some point.

Zhu Xiang arranged the dishes between him and Wei Wuji, and introduced Wei Wuji to the dishes he had made himself.

Wei Wuji took a bite and praised it, saying that Zhu Xiang's cooking skills are worthy of his reputation, and what kind of kitchen god is easy to teeth, it is not as good as a finger of Zhu Xiang of Changping Jun.

Zhu Xiang's eyes rolled to the sky: "Compare the traitor Yiya with me, you can really speak." ”

Wei Wuji laughed again.

The two exchanged glasses and exchanged glasses, chatting while eating and drinking.

Zhu Xiang talked about the beauty of the Jiangnan water town in Wu County, and said that this place must be a gentle township of fish and rice in the future, and there will definitely be many literati and ink writers who will linger for it.

When Wei Wuji talked about the northern grassland, it was really a wind and grass to see cattle and sheep, and he robbed a lot.

Zhu Xiang laughed and scolded Wei Wuji, a good and decent Wei Gongzi, who actually went to the grassland and became a bandit.

Wei Wuji joked about Zhu Xiang, a world-famous national soldier, who buried his head in the farmland every day, and was no better than him, a bandit.

The first and last time Wei Wuji and Zhu Xiang met was when Zhu Xiang was forced to leave the Zhao State.

They met outside the city of Handan and drank the first and last wine.

After that, the sky was high and the earth was far away, and after more than ten years, although the two exchanged letters, they didn't even count five fingers.

a Qin Chang Pingjun, a Wei Xinling Jun; One is in Jiangnan and the other is in Saibei.

It's too hard for them to communicate.

But Wei Wuji and Zhu Xiang both think that they are very good friends.

If they have more time to get along, they will have a very close relationship, they will talk about everything, and they will hook up their shoulders and do ridiculous things that everyone in the world will support, which is not at all like what a feudal monarch should be.

When they receive good news from the other person, they always imagine themselves celebrating with their friends in person.

They will compliment each other, they will joke with each other, and they may even fight each other.

Zhu Xiang will definitely not be able to beat Wei Wuji, but Wei Wuji will definitely pretend to be able to be beaten by Zhu Xiang.

That scene must be very happy.

As it is now.

Although Zhu Xiang and Wei Wuji have different backgrounds, they also have different views on many things in the world. But the temperament of the two is indeed very compatible, and the conversation is indeed very enjoyable.

As they thought, they should be a pair of best friends.

Wei Wuji talked about his disciples who couldn't rest assured, about Hou Huan who was buried in Yanmen County, and about those bold Zhao generals in Yanmen.

Zhu Xiang complained to Wei Wuji about Prince Chu of Qin, complained about Prime Minister Lin Zhen, and laughed at poor Xiangguo Cai Ze who was tossed by these two people.

Wei Wuji envied Zhu Xiang's friend.

Zhu Xiang longed for Wei Wuji's heroic life in northern Xinjiang.

"When I'm free, I'll go to Northern Xinjiang too." Zhu Xiang said.

"You remember to worship the Hou Gong for me." Wei Wuji said.

The stomachs of the two of them were like bottomless, and the wine was drunk and the food was eaten.

Wei Wuji invited Zhu Xiang to lie down on his grave with him, looking up at the moon, which was not supposed to be a full moon.

Wei Wuji said: "I made an appointment with you to drink at least once more but I broke my promise, I'm sorry." ”

Zhu Xiang said: "There's nothing to apologize for, isn't this a drink?" ”

The two were silent for a long time.

Zhu Xiang asked, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" ”

Wei Wuji said: "Let you persuade the King of Qin not to destroy the Wei State?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Even if it's a dream now, you think too much." ”

Wei Wuji smiled: "You really don't even want to give me a thought in your dreams." Then let Zhu Hai not dig my brother's grave. ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Did you hear Zhu Hai's words?" It's better for you to dream and tell him about this, I can't persuade him. ”

Wei Wuji was helpless: "Then what do I want you for?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "You can seek glory and wealth for your heirs." Don't look at my handwriting as good as you, I'm a great Confucian in the world......"

Wei Wuji interrupted: "Stop, stop, I heard that Xun Qing has scolded you many times for not being a Confucian?" ”