The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 881 Burial
"What nonsense!"

There is anger in Lu Bu's brows, rewards for meritorious deeds and punishments for demerits, I did not make a mistake, why should the emperor kill me!
"Brother-in-law, it's already this time, can't you see the situation clearly? The power in your hands has far surpassed that of the emperor. This is a big taboo for courtiers! There are undercurrents in the court. How many people are waiting for you to show your flaws? They want to Let you die, I want you to be forever..."

Yan Li tried hard to persuade, "Brother-in-law, just listen to me, return the power to the emperor, and then go back with your armor removed. With your glory in this life, you will not be able to squander it in a few lifetimes."

"Now that the princes outside the pass are not dead, you want me to disarm and return to the fields?"

Lu Bu's face was cold, and his impression of his brother-in-law plummeted.

Originally, Yan Li's private training of party members had already made Lu Bu a little angry, but he never let it go because of his wife's past relationship with Yan Li.I wanted to wait for Yan Li to take the initiative to be honest, but I didn't expect this to happen instead.

"Second brother, what do you think?" Lu Bu asked Yan Yi who was kneeling opposite him.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm just a martial artist, but I know that we are all brothers, and we should be on the same page, and we shouldn't hurt our friendship." Yan Yi said frankly.

It was also these words that kept his position as General Zhenxi.

"It's still the second brother who understands the truth."

Lu Bu smiled with him, and when he looked at Yan Li, Lu Bu said something full of meaning: "Uncle, you are tired."

"Brother-in-law, listen to me..." Yan Li tried to save him.

"The old man was a decent person before he was alive, and he liked crowds. During the filial piety period, you might as well call the descendants of the Yan family to watch the filial piety together for three years. As for the vacant seat, don't worry, I will play it to the emperor." Please report to the imperial court to send new officials to take up the post."

Lu Bu gently picked up the scent that was about to burn out from the coffin of the old man, and then replaced it with a new one. He said calmly, and inadvertently slashed the Yan family severely.

Yan Li was stunned for a moment, his kneeling body suddenly loosened, and his whole face seemed to have aged a lot at this moment.

"Old man, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After changing the fragrance, Lu Bu said silently in his heart.

In the next few days, Lu Bu and the Yan family brothers seldom spoke, and even if they communicated, it was only a few words.

The time came to the eighth day of March.

This day is the time for Mr. Yan to be buried in the earth.

Before dawn, the sound of suona was already playing in the Yan Mansion.

"Family members, please come forward and take one last look at the deceased!" Earth Immortal with goat beard and Taoist robe pushed the coffin away, and spoke to the family members in mourning and linen with a loud voice.

Everyone stepped forward one by one and looked inside. The old man was lying in the coffin very peacefully.

The old lady was reluctant to leave, she broke free from the support of her eldest daughter-in-law, and lay on the coffin, crying uncontrollably.Seeing their mother like this, the women of the Yan family also cried non-stop.

When the time was approaching, Yan Li stepped forward to persuade his mother and pulled her away from the coffin.

Afterwards, the Taoist priests stepped forward to close the coffin, took wooden hammers and knocked on the coffin nails, nailing the coffin firmly.

After another cup of tea, the Earth Immortal pinched his fingers to calculate the time, and then raised his eyebrows and eyes, and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, I invite the old man to attend the funeral!"

Yan Li, Yan Yi, Yan Xin, and Lu Bu were in the four corners of the coffin. When the earth fairy's words fell, they simultaneously carried the cross-beams and lifted the old man's coffin off the ground.

It can be said that the coffin was carried by the great generals of the current dynasty, Da Sinong, General Zhenxi, and Bingzhou Mu himself, which can be described as extremely prominent.

Earth immortals and Taoist priests cleared the way at the front, scattered paper money, and recited obscure scriptures.

The eldest grandson, Yan Jian, was dressed in black mourning clothes, holding the portrait of the old man in his arms, and walked in front of the coffin, while the rest of the family members walked behind, holding a wooden pole with plain white cloth hanging on it.

In addition to the relatives of the Yan family, officials of all sizes from all over Bingzhou also arrived almost at the same time, and the people who had been favored by the Yan family before also spontaneously followed closely.

As a result, the funeral procession has as many as ten thousand people, and the momentum is mighty.

The place where the old man was buried was six or seven miles away from the Yan family. Most of the ancestors of the Yan family were also buried here. It took two hours for the funeral procession to arrive.

Lu Bu and the three brothers of the Yan family carried the coffin to the dug pit, and with the sound of "falling" from the earth fairy, they slowly lowered the coffin on their shoulders, and put it into the tomb in an even and stable manner.

Don't look at six or seven miles away, but their shoulders have already been worn to the point of bleeding.

Under the auspices of the Earth Immortal, everyone bowed and kowtowed three times facing the coffin, and then held up the portrait of the old man, got up and circled the coffin nine times in front and back.

When the ceremony was over, the three Yan Li brothers, as well as Lu Bu and other Yan men, each with a shovel, began to shovel soil and throw it at the coffin for burial.

"Old man, why did you just leave like this! You have given countless blessings to the villagers in your old life. You are indeed a model in the past life and a model for future generations. Teaching, but the sky does not open its eyes, the sky does not open its eyes!"

"The cranes have disappeared with the shadows of the clouds, and the cuckoo's sound is still accompanied by the cold moonlight. The great Han dynasty has lost its old age. We wait for the younger generation, and our hearts are broken!"

In front of the crowd, a man in the middle of his life beat his chest and stomped his feet, ignoring everyone's gaze, and burst into tears on the spot.The snot and tears flowed together, the tears flooded like a muddy river, and they couldn't stop rushing down.

"Who is this person?"

"Why does it look like his father died?"

Not only the people in Bingzhou expressed that they were surrounded, but even the brothers of the Yan family didn't know this person.

On the contrary, Lu Bu had a certain impression of him. This man was the Governor of Hedong County, and also a descendant of the same clan as Wei Zhongdao, Wei Ke.

Back then when Lv Buping was the Baibo thief, he not only subdued Xu Huang and Yang Feng, but also let Wei Ji take up the post of governor of Hedong County.

Wei Ji's crying, no matter if it was sincerely, or just for show, in short, it was very successful in mobilizing the sad atmosphere.

The old lady and daughters-in-law were mournful in front of the grave, shouting the mourning words of the old man, crying with tears streaming down their faces.

Seeing this, the people who came to see him off were also weeping.

When the tomb was built, it was already approaching noon, and the next thing to do was to find an auspicious day before repairing it.

Everyone burned incense for the old man, and then helped the grieving old lady, and began to return to Yan's house.

Vegetarian dishes have already been set up in Yan's mansion to entertain all the guests who came to express their condolences.

So far, the old man's funeral has come to an end temporarily.

On the way back, Lu Bu saw a middle-aged man with a short beard in the crowd. The appearance of the man made Lu Bu feel very impressed.

He trotted forward quickly, squeezed through the crowd, put his hand on the man's shoulder, and asked with some uncertainty: "Cao Xing, is that you?"

(End of this chapter)