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

When he arrived at Yan's Mansion, from the gate to the courtyards in the mansion, there were snow-white patches everywhere, people's heads were shaking, and the sound of crying and choking never stopped.

Lu Bu got off his horse outside the mansion, and Xiao Lingdang and Lu Xiao followed from left to right.

"Uncle, you are back."

The old steward who was welcoming guests outside the mansion bowed to salute, Lu Bu nodded slightly, and strode into the mansion with his children.

The appearance of Lu Bu attracted the attention of many guests who came to express their condolences.They took the initiative to retreat to the side, and at the same time they did not forget to make way for Lu Bu to move forward.

It can be said that they came here not only to express their condolences to Mr. Yan, but also to leave a good impression on this powerful general.

Therefore, the sheriffs from all parts of Bingzhou came, and the county magistrates from all over the country under the sheriff's rule were almost all there, and the gentry from all over the world sent representatives.Not only them, but even many strangers in Chang'an City sent elegiac couplets of condolence.

The reason is well known to everyone.

In the lobby of the main hall, a large black coffin was placed, making the atmosphere in the hall extremely gloomy and depressing.Mr. Yan lay quietly inside, with a very serene expression on his face.

More than a dozen Earth Immortal mages are chanting sutras in the hall to save the dead.

On the left and right of the hall, there are old Mrs. Yan, her sons, daughters, grandchildren, and close relatives of the Yan family kneeling on the ground, keeping watch for the old man.

Upon hearing the news of his father's death, Yan Li, the eldest son, immediately resigned from his official position as the chief farmer of Jiuqing, and came back from Chang'an to observe his filial piety; Putting down all the affairs in hand, rushed back from Taiyuan the earliest.

In addition, Lu Bu was still among the filial piety crowd, and met his wife Yan Wei and his eldest son Lu Zhuan.

Yan Wei was wearing filial piety clothes, her complexion looked extremely bad, not to mention bloodless, but also morbidly pale, and her expression was gloomy.Compared with the previous parting in Chang'an, the whole person looked much haggard. The bright eyes that were originally very beautiful now also had thick bags under the eyes, and the eyes were swollen. Presumably, he must have cried a lot.

Lu Zhuan silently knelt beside his mother, lowered his head, and remained silent the entire time.

Lu Bu walked into the hall, knelt down in front of the coffin, and kowtowed to the father-in-law lying in the coffin. Little Bell and Lu Xiao followed behind their father, imitating their father's movements in a decent manner.

After kowtowing, Lu Bu stood up.

As his wife, Yan Wei took the initiative to change into sackcloth for her husband and children, and put a white filial cloth on her head.

"Mother, I miss you so much!"

Little Bell threw herself into her mother's arms, tears streaming down her face, telling what she missed in her heart.

Yan Wei, who hadn't shown her face for many days, finally had a gratified smile on her face when she heard her daughter's words. She reached out and touched her daughter's head lovingly, and her words were full of mother's tenderness: "Little Bell, mother also loves you!" Miss you very much."

These years, her husband was fighting in the north and south, and she was always worried about the pair of children, afraid that they would be hungry, cold, or that they would bleed and be injured on the battlefield.

When a child travels thousands of miles, his mother is always worried.

Seeing that her children are safe and sound now, the mother's heart is finally relieved.

I haven't seen her for two years. Little Bell has grown taller and grown up.

The little devil in Chang'an in the past has now grown into a graceful and graceful girl.

Maybe it's because of the difference between the children, Lu Xiao doesn't have the sentimentality of his elder sister, he does miss his mother, but it's only about food and clothing.The food in the army is not good, so he often misses all kinds of delicious pastries made by his mother.

"The boy has seen his father."

Lu Zhuan stepped forward and respectfully greeted his father.

Not seeing each other for two years, Lu Zhuan has not only grown a lot in size, but also has a qualitative breakthrough in temperament.

If two years ago Lu Zhuan gave people the impression that he was a good boy with Confucianism, who was very sensible and obedient, then now, in his words and deeds, he already has the gentle temperament of Mr. Pian Pianjia, unlike his younger brother, All over the body, there is only a sense of recklessness.

Lu Bu was very relieved. Although he was not in Chang'an these years, he often paid attention to the growth of his eldest son.

Studious, sensible, gentle, humble...

It seemed that all the beautiful words of praise in the world appeared on Lu Zhuan.

Even the stubborn old masters from Taixue who had scolded Lu Bu countless times in the past, are now full of praise for Lu Zhuan, and even fought many times to accept him as a disciple.

When he heard the news for the first time, Lu Bu exclaimed in his heart, I have been despised and degraded by you gangsters for so many years, and my son finally gave me a sigh of relief.

Happy, really happy!

As a son, Lu Bu, as a father, is naturally proud of his son, extremely proud.

However, at this age that should be carefree, there is a gloomy air between Lu Zhuan's brows, which lingers.

Maybe it was my grandfather who passed away, and I was too sad.

Lu Bu saw it and thought about it, so he didn't take it too seriously.

After he nodded slightly to his son, he went to visit the old lady and three uncles.

Speaking of the current Yan family, it is not only the first brother of the Bingzhou family, but also the existence that covers the sky with one hand.

Among the three sons of the Yan family, the eldest, Yan Li, is one of the Nine Ministers, Da Si Nong, who is in charge of the country's finances and has full power.In terms of the in-law relationship between the Yan family and Lu Bu, all fools know that it will be a matter of time before Yan Li takes the position of the third prince.

The second son, Yan Yi, holds a heavy army in Xiliang, and can fight against Ma Teng and Han Sui.

As for the fourth son, Yan Xin, he was the least favored by others at first, but now he has become the shepherd of Bingzhou, the chief official of the frontier holding all the power of life and death in Bingzhou.

The only daughter was married to the great general of the dynasty.

It is said that more than [-]% of the officials in Bingzhou are from the Yan family, and there is a tendency to continue to grow.

Such a giant bottle, how many people dare to provoke it?

It is precisely because of this that Chen Gong, Pang Ji and others under Lu Bu's command reminded them from time to time that they should cut down the influence of the Yan family.

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At night, the wind howled.

The lanterns hanging outside the gate of Yan's mansion kept swinging, and the guests who came to express their condolences had dispersed, leaving only the direct relatives of Yan's family, staying in the hall to watch the night.

The so-called night vigil is also called "spirit vigil", which is a kind of commemoration of the deceased relatives by the living.

The ancients believed that after a person dies, his soul will not go to the underworld immediately, but will stay in the underworld for several days and return to his original home to have a look.

People are afraid that the soul will get lost on the way home, so an oil lamp is lit and placed next to the body of the deceased.In order to prevent the oil lamp from being extinguished and the deceased relatives cannot find their home, the family members will wait all night in the mourning hall where the corpse is parked to ensure that the guiding lamp keeps burning.

Seven days of vigil.

Today is the fourth day.

The night was deep, and apart from the burning candles in the mourning hall, there was silence all around.

The haggard old lady was helped to rest. Although the old lady kept saying that she was not sleepy, Yan Li ordered the servant girl in the mansion to help her mother back to the room.