It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 612: Is the Herald a Friend or an Enemy?

Fifteen days later, Liu Cong's imperial edict arrived. He meant that the journey was long and the weather was unpredictable, so it would be better to bury Liu Yue's body on the spot. When the world was at peace in the future, the body would be exhumed and a large tomb would be built in a suitable location. He would personally write the tombstone and epitaph to show his loyalty.

Li Lianhua got angry when she heard half of the imperial edict. She stood up and wanted to fight with the messenger.

Yang Xianyong pulled her back in time and said anxiously, "Don't worry, don't worry, wait a minute." Because he saw that the imperial edict was extremely long, and he only read the beginning.

Because of his injuries, Liu Yao could only lie flat on a low couch, and Yang Xianrong said that she was not feeling well and did not show up at all.

Yang Xianyong was not considered a minister of the Han Dynasty, so he did not deliberately kneel down to greet the visitor. At first, he just stood aside silently, but when he saw Li Lianhua like this, he had no choice but to rush forward to stop her.

"My husband died for the Han Dynasty! What's wrong? Can't we send the coffin back to Pingyang? Isn't Pingyang the capital now?" Li Lianhua roared with red eyes.

"Madam General Liu, please respect yourself." The messenger was still so condescending that Yang Xianyong felt uncomfortable. But he still held back and just pulled Li Lianhua with Chunxia and advised her, "Listen to him finish reading. It's useless for you to be angry now. Let's hear what he has to say."

"It is the eldest son of the Yang family who knows the big picture." The messenger chuckled.

Yang Xianyong was also furious. What kind of attitude was this? He held back and asked, "May I ask your name and official position?"

"Oh, I am Jin Yuanmou, the imperial messenger of the Han Emperor."

"What is your relationship with Lord Jin Zhun?" Relying on the fact that he was not an official in the Han Dynasty, Yang Xianyong also showed an unrestrained demeanor, straightening his back and looking at him.

"I am his eldest son." Jin Yuanmou looked to be less than sixteen years old, with a proud look on his face.

"Oh." Yang Xianyong did not show any more respect, but just clasped his fists and said, "You should have said no earlier. I had a small talk with Lord Jin before."

"Oh." Jin Yuanmou was still young and was immediately grasped by Yang Xianyong's attitude.

"Keep reading." Yang Xianyong made a "please" gesture, and Jin Yuanmou was really obedient and continued reading.

Since Liu Yue was killed in the battle, his 50,000 troops were temporarily managed by his wife Li Lianhua. However, she should do meritorious service on behalf of her husband and take down Fengyang City, which the Han Dynasty had never been able to fully control. This was also the moment for Li Lianhua to show her loyalty to the Han regime. Because all of Li Lianhua's family members had now crossed the river to join Sima Rui, and Sima Rui was ready to announce the restoration of the Jin Dynasty and proclaim himself emperor to rule the world.

The relationship became complicated. Even Li Lianhua heard about her mother's family for the first time. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

Jin Yuanmou didn't know about Liu Yao's situation before he came. He asked after seeing Yang Xianyong, "May I ask if the general and his wife are here?"

He also knew the relationship between Liu Cong and Liu Yao, so he was very polite to Yang Xianyong.

Yang Xianyong was well-educated and looked like a handsome young man, so of course he would not argue with this foolish boy. He nodded and said, "The general is recuperating here. A lot of things happened before. The messenger may come to the big tent to rest for a while and eat something before leaving."

Don't hit a smiling person. Jin Yuanmou took the imperial edict and wanted to give it to Li Lianhua. But Li Lianhua looked indignant, and his hand just stopped in mid-air. Yang Xianyong bowed to Li Lianhua, then took the imperial edict, "The messenger, please come this way. Go see the general later, he is seriously injured."

"Ah, let's go and take a look now." Putting down the imperial edict meant that the job was done. Jin Yuanmou's expression was much more relaxed, and he followed Yang Xianyong towards the big tent where Liu Yao was.

At that time, Yang Xianrong was standing in front of the big tent and talking to Yuan Jianshuo. When she saw her brother coming over with a stranger, she looked a little unhappy, but she still held back.

Yang Xianyong immediately introduced, "Third sister, this is Jin Yuanmou, the messenger of the Han Dynasty. He just came to talk about General Liu Yue's funeral. I heard that the general was injured, so I came to visit him."

"Oh." Yang Xianrong was now a little plumper, with a round face like a young woman. After all, she was more than four months pregnant, so it was normal for her to be a little fat. But her fatness was not the kind of bulkiness that ordinary women have, but a little more beauty. Jin Yuanmou couldn't take his eyes off her and just stared at Yang Xianrong.

"Herald, cough cough cough." Yang Xianyong reminded him softly.

"Oh, oh, hello to the general's wife." Jin Yuanmou knew he had lost his composure and quickly bowed. "I also met the general's wife in Pingyang. Maybe the general's wife didn't notice me at that time."

"You are Jin Zhun's son, right?" Yang Xianrong smiled softly.

"How did the general's wife know this?" Jin Yuanmou was a little surprised and looked up at her again.

"You look a lot like Lord Jin." Yang Xianrong also looked at him. "When the big tiger in Pingyang was being dealt with, your father, the emperor, and I... discussed this together a lot."

Because it involved the then Crown Prince Liu Yi, even Jin Zhun did not tell his family much, but after he returned home, he spoke highly of Yang Xianrong, saying that this woman was rare in the world. Therefore, when Jin Yuanmou saw her in Pingyang, he naturally had different thoughts in his mind.

Now that I can talk to her at such a close distance, I feel extremely happy and my attitude has become even better.

"My humble father has spoken highly of the general's wife." Before Jin Yuanmou could continue to express his admiration, he was interrupted by Yang Xianyong, who asked, "Is the general still asleep?"

"Well, I took the medicine and just went to bed. Don't go in yet." Yang Xianrong nodded, and quickly said to Yuan Jianshuo: "You should take people to look around first. At least buy those medicines quickly. The general lost a lot of blood this time, and he must need these tonics."

"Yes." Yuan Jianshuo responded and left quickly.

Jin Yuanmou asked curiously, "What happened? If you need medicinal herbs, my father has his own fiefdom nearby and he grows some medicinal herbs. I can help."

"Thank you so much, my messenger." Yang Xianrong's smile deepened.

Yang Xianyong also smiled and said to his sister: "Don't look at the young age of the messenger. I heard that he is the future prince consort."

"Yes, this matter should have been settled, right? I vaguely remember the emperor talking about this." Yang Xianrong gestured to Jin Yuanmou to go to another tent to talk, and did not open Liu Yao's tent.