Chengdu Mansion.

Compared with the treacherous and unpredictable in Lin'an City, since learning that Yu Jue had died, everyone was saddened.

The previous teachings are vivid, who knows that in a blink of an eye, the Si people have passed away!

"Traveling to Xiangyang, in order to pay tribute to friends, boating in the river to drink, due to infection with the cold, died violently. ”

The bright red ink pen was presented directly in front of everyone, forcing them to accept this fact, even if they didn't want this adult to sacrifice for no reason.

The gentle breeze swept through the long flag, the long flag shook gently, and the bell falling below made a crisp sound, and the low but clear sound gradually spread out, as if it had penetrated into the underworld, telling the king of Hades not to neglect this hero.

"General. You're just leaving?"

Liu Quan's face was stunned, and he looked at the spirit position in a daze.

The scene of his rash admonition before is still vivid, and he still remembers the gentle and incomparably gentle appearance, but today it was replaced by this cold tablet?

Liu Quan felt dazed, and a thought suddenly jumped out of his heart: "Could it be that someone did it secretly?" After all, his reward disappeared inexplicably, and many soldiers were belittled, if it was linked to the death of Yu Yu in front of him, then what terrible facts should be hidden behind this?

"Brother Liu. The general has passed away, and we, as his subordinates, should also pay a visit to him to pay tribute to the general's spirit in heaven. ”

Xiang Shibi and Cao Shixiong, who were following closely behind, didn't seem to notice it, but they just brought incense candles from the side, and after lighting the candle flame, the three of them bowed three times to the spirit card together, which was considered a big gift.

After this incident, the three of them felt that this place was too depressing, and they did not plan to stay longer, so they chose to leave.

And when he left, Liu Quan glanced back at the token, and the stark tablet was extremely dazzling, making him feel a fainting in his brain, and secretly thought: "No matter what." I must find the murderer so that I can live up to the general's kindness. ”

Taking a step, Liu Cheng glanced up at the sky, and the dazzling red sun was emitting a blazing light, which made him frown.

No matter how thick the clouds are, there will be a time to dispel them one day!

With a resolute decision, Liu Cheng left.

After a long time, another person appeared outside the door, it was Wang Jian.

Seeing this person coming, one of them greeted him and asked, "Uncle Wang." You're finally here?"

"Of course. After all, today is the time to say goodbye to friends, so how can I be absent?" Wang Jian bowed his head slightly, his expression was slightly sad, he raised the wine glass in his hand, and saluted towards the spirit card. "Brother Yifu. I thought you and I would still have a moment together. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, you would die like this? Alas, can't you just wait? At least you won't be so alone. ”

In his voice, Wang Jian was full of boundless mourning.

His red eyes looked at the tablet in a daze, and he couldn't believe that his best friend was lying in the coffin until this moment.

"But that's fine. At least from now on, you're completely quiet, and no one will bother you anymore. ”

The low murmur reached the ears of the people around them, and suddenly made them cry again with a "wow".

Yu Jue died, and the pillar in their hearts also collapsed.

From now on, who should support this Sichuan and Shu?

Everyone was at a loss, and they didn't know what to do, but they looked at the coffin with confused eyes, and thought in their minds, what a good thing it would be if the people in it were resurrected!

It's just that the smoke and clouds are curling, and the person lying in the coffin has never reacted.

Yu Jue just lay in it all the time, not moving.

The sun was setting in the west, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dusk, and many of the visiting guests had left, leaving only Yu Jue's relatives still here.

As Yu Jue's relatives, they also need to hold a vigil for him.

Wang Jian sighed secretly, and was about to leave, but Yu Rusun, the son of Yu Jue, had an anxious face, and asked with a little expectation: "Uncle!"

"What?"

Wang Jian paused, lowered his raised left foot, and turned his head to look at the person behind him.

Yu Rusun is also twenty-three this year, and he was born mighty and majestic, quite like a father. Today, in order to keep filial piety, he took off his military uniform and put on a vegetarian shirt, and because he had not rested for several days since he learned of Yu Jue's death, his eyes were a little dull and he looked very tired.

Despite this, Yu Rusun still held on to his spirit and asked, "Uncle." Tell me why my father died?"

"Didn't Your Majesty already say that? My father died violently after drinking. Wang Jian frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but after all, he swallowed it all, and he never said a word except for the words of the court.

Yu Rusun laughed at himself, showing that he was really like this, and said, "Uncle." I am his son, don't you even believe me?"

Obviously, he didn't take what the court said as the same thing, after all, as the son of Yu Jue, he naturally knew that although Yu Jue liked to drink, he had always been moderate, and he would never let it affect his consciousness, let alone die violently because of drinking.

In his opinion, such a statement by the imperial court was naturally very false.

Wang Jian was sad, shook his head and replied, "It's not that I don't believe it. It's really something that I don't even know. How can you find out all this alone?"

"Then will I let my father's death be injust?" Yu Rusun was angry and shouted: "I am my father's son, how can I sit back and watch the murderer run rampant?"

Wang Jian was suddenly nervous, afraid that Yu Rusun would do something, so he warned in a low voice: "Rusun." I understand your desire to avenge your father, but do you know what's at stake? If it's for your father's good, you still don't want to get involved, lest you take your own life. ”

Although he didn't know why Yu Jue died, he only looked at the hasty appearance of the imperial court, and he understood that no matter what was hidden behind it, Yu Jue could only die of excessive drinking, and there was absolutely no other conclusion.

Yu Rusun's face was gloomy, but he raised his head and laughed a few times, then bit his lip and said fiercely: "Uncle persuaded me, the child knows." It's just that I'm not reconciled, knowing that the murderer is someone else, but I can't do anything about it. "The five fingers clenched, and the scarlet blood splattered into the dust, and the pain of this cone was not comparable to the pain of bereavement.

At this time, Yu Rusun had already made up his mind in his heart.

No matter what the cost, find the murderer!

Wang Jian sighed secretly, also looking lonely, and left here.

"Yoshio. You have gone, but you have left me with all your burdens. It's just that you have a spirit in the sky, but you have to ensure that this Sichuan and Shu are safe and sound, and don't have anything to do with the Mongol invasion before it happens. ”

Even though this prayer was almost remote, Wang Jian still hoped that if Yu Jue's death could restore peace to Sichuan and Shu, it would also be a great blessing in misfortune.

After all, there are still people to commemorate Yu Jue's death, but thousands of people have died without news, so quietly without interest, not even a little talk, recorded in the annals of history, maybe just a few lines of words.

Troubled times, human life, weak ants.