At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 326: Death of Zhenbei Hou

Witnessed by Master Xun, Xie Wan'er, Xiao Han and others, Xie Xuanli finished drinking the tea brought by Qingyao and Miaoyu. At this point, there were two more princesses.

"It's all gone."

Xiao Han waved his hand and everyone left. The front yard returned to silence, and steaming hot food and wine were already placed on the table in the house.

Xie Xuanli, Xie Wan'er, Xiao Han, Qingyao, Miaoyu, and Ning Xi sat around, talking and laughing.

After dinner, it was completely dark. Xie Xuanli went into the inner room and took a bath and changed his clothes with the help of servants and maids.

"A little sleepy."

The Zhenbei Marquis yawned and shook his head: "I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, he went back to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and soon, he began to snore softly.

At the door of the room, Xie Wan'er squatted on the ground, buried her head in her arms, and sobbed softly.

A solitary moon rose into the sky, casting its moonlight on the courtyard, and several women were accompanying her.

"My Lord, everything is ready.

Guo Tu walked into the courtyard and called Xiao Han aside, "According to the prince's instructions, the gift of thanking the marquis follows the rank of the prince."

"The imperial edict to the capital city will be sent out at dusk at an expedited speed of 800 miles, without stopping day and night, and will be round-trip in three or four days."

"Messengers are also on standby to report to various places."

"it is good."

Xiao Han felt a little heavy-hearted, and smiled bitterly, "The Marquis's gift must be carried out according to the highest standards of etiquette. Tell all the messengers that anyone who has been invited will be exterminated if he does not come, and not a single one of them will be spared."

"I'll give the order right away."

The things that would be used for Xie Xuanli's funeral had already been secretly prepared several months ago when his health began to show signs of deterioration.

"What are you standing here for?"

He glared at the young Taoist priest squatting on the ground next to him and said unhappily, "Can't you see that the elder sister is crying so sadly? Why don't you go and comfort her?"

"How to comfort."

The great Wudang master scratched his head, looking troubled.

Xiao Han was speechless for a while. As expected, the young Taoist priest ran over and said a few words, then was chased away by Qingyao, Ning Xi and other girls.

outside the hall.

Sun Yuanqing raised his head and glanced at the sky. There was a bright moon in the sky, and the moonlight was as white as water. The medical officer shook his head.

He pushed open the door of the hall and walked towards the bedroom. After a moment, he walked out of the hall.

Princess, Prince, Princess, please prepare for Marquis Xie's funeral.

Sun Yuanqing spoke.

Xie Wan'er's body swayed. If Miaoyu hadn't been quick to catch her, she would have fallen to the ground.

Even if you have prepared yourself mentally, it is still hard to accept when the moment really comes.

"Don't be sad, sis."

Ning Xi comforted him: "It's not a bad thing that the Marquis is freed."

That night.

Countless messengers set out from Shuiyun Mountain to deliver letters to many counties in the four states of Xiliang and the Central Plains.

Two days later, almost all of the former subordinates from Jizhou came. It was also Xiao Han's special permission, otherwise most people would not have been able to come.

After all, this was a critical moment and people's hearts were unstable. If the Northern Wei launched an attack, the situation would be dire.

On Shuiyun Mountain, the cries were deafening.

That night, Xiao Han wrote a personal letter in the capacity of King of Xiliang and sent it to the capital, asking the emperor to restore Xie Xuanli's title after his death, and to restore the princess status of Xie Wan'er and others, and to record Qingyao and Miaoyu in the archives of the Zhenbei Marquis' Mansion and promote them to princesses.

In return for his kindness, if Xie Xuanli was willing to let go of their grudges, he would also be willing to fight for Xie Xuanli's final posthumous reputation.

Five days later, the imperial edict was sent back to Xiliang in an expedited manner, restoring the titles of Xie Xuanli and his children, but not hereditary. Qingyao and Miaoyu also successfully became princesses, and as Xie Xuanli's children, they kept vigil together.

Seven days later, Chen Qingzhao came back with Xie Peiyao, and other generals also arrived one after another.

Only the prince was left, and there was no news of him.

Late at night, after discussing military affairs, Xiao Han left the Military Affairs Department and came to the front yard. The lights were on and many old ministers of Jizhou were there, crying bitterly.

Inside the mourning hall, many generals were lying on the ground. In the past few days, people from the four states of Xiliang and the Central Plains came one after another to pay homage to Xie Xuanli, the Marquis of Zhenbei.

Those old soldiers and ministers were grateful for Xie Xuanli's merits, but the people in the Central Plains were more afraid of Xiao Han's ferocious power.

After all, in addition to bringing the news of Xie Xuanli's death, those messengers also brought Xiao Han's words.

If you don't come, your whole family will be wiped out, leaving no one alive.

Who dares not to come.

Even if you have to travel day and night and cross thousands of mountains and rivers, you have to get here.

"That little bastard hasn't come yet?"

When Chen Qingzhao saw him come in, he asked with a gloomy face.

"No."

Xiao Han shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation, anyway, I notified the Peach Blossom Sword God and sent a messenger."

"This evil thing."

Chen Qingzhao's expression was ferocious, with veins bulging on his forehead.

"All right."

Xie Wan'er turned around and said, "Maybe he has something else and can't get away."

"Xiao Han, when will father be shipped to Jizhou?"

"A month later."

Xiao Han said, "After they have finished paying their respects, we will carry the coffin to Jizhou together, so that the people of Xiliang can see the Marquis for the last time."

Xie Xuanli's funeral was held in a grand manner. All the noble families in the Central Plains court and the prominent sects in the martial arts world sent people to attend.

Every day, a large number of people come to Shuiyun Mountain to pay homage to the Marquis of Zhenbei.

A month later.

Xiao Han, Ning Xi, Xie Wan'er, Miaoyu, Qingyao, and other generals carried the coffin and led thousands of people along the official road to Jizhou.

Along the way, wherever the coffin went, many people and officials came to pay their respects and spontaneously followed the coffin to see it off.

The coffin was covered with black ice from the deep Qilian Mountains to prevent the body from decaying. It took a journey of thousands of miles and three months to reach Jizhou. There were always hundreds of soldiers guarding the place. After the coffin was brought up the mountain, Xie Xuanli and the former concubine of Zhenbei Marquis were buried together.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

Under the lush evergreen tree, two inscriptions stood next to each other. Xiao Han murmured to himself: "You have fought all your life and have gone to heaven. You should be with your stepmother and don't worry about the affairs of the world."

"Father, mother."

"Don't blame me, brother."

Xie Wan'er knelt on her knees and said softly, "When he is free, he will come to see you."

The mountain breeze echoed, swaying the bamboo and trees, and birds flew down and chirped non-stop.

Xiao Han took the jar from Hu Chi, opened the lid, poured a bowl for each person, then picked up one of the bowls of wine and drank it down: "My brothers and I have all been through life and death and fought bloody battles."

This gathering is to deal with the Marquis's affairs after his death. I don't know when we will be able to get together again in the future.

He said in a deep voice: "If you are willing to stay, I will open the door to welcome you. If you don't want to stay, you can leave on your own."

"The world is so big, how can you be the only one to take the spotlight?"

Chen Qingzhao picked up a bowl of wine and drank it, his eyes burning.

(End of this chapter)