The nine-foot-tall man took two steps forward, kneeled on the ground with a plop, touched his head to the ground, and burst into tears.

"Father, my son is late..."

"Father is so seriously ill that my son can't serve at his knees, it's a big disobedience..."

Ye Ming, who was lying on the bed, was almost exhausted and his lamp was dry at the moment, but he was still conscious. He reluctantly turned his head to look at his son, and exhaled slowly.

"You...don't...should come back..."

Ye Mao got up, sat beside his father's bed, wiped away the tears from his face, gritted his teeth, and said, "My family sent a letter to my son, saying that father, you are critically ill. Father, how can I not come back?"

Ye Ming's voice was hoarse.

"You... help me up."

Ye Mao was tall and strong, he got up and carefully helped his old father up.

After sitting up, Ye Ming felt better. He looked up at his son, and said slowly, "You have been in Jizhou...for so many years, and you are still...temporary general."

"It's easy for you to come back, but if you want to go back... I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Ye Mao was silent for a while, then said to Ye Ming.

"Father, don't worry, outsiders can't enter the Zhenbei Army, let alone control Jimen Pass."

Ye Ming glanced at his son worriedly, and sighed slowly.

"You... can't beat the emperor, let alone those old foxes in the court."

"My father...after he leaves, they will try to cut our family's rights."

Ye Ming was already very weak at this time. After he said a few words, he rested for a while before slowly saying, "Remember..."

"No matter what, you can't force it, you have to save your life."

"I can't stand it anymore, I can leave everything behind, save my life first, and then go to the southwest to find your uncle."

Chapter 959

In terms of personal bravery, or the ability to lead troops to fight, Ye Mao can't say that he is the true biography of the old man Ye Sheng, but at least [-]% to [-]%; but when it comes to gaining the hearts of the court, he is much inferior to his father and grandfather.

Ye Sheng was the same as Ye Mao in his early years, but he has experienced too much in his life, self-confinement for decades, watching the court with cold eyes, and naturally understands everything. Ye Ming studied since he was a child, and he is much better than others in his mind. .

But Ye Mao only studied martial arts since he was a child, and under the influence of the old man, he hated reading, so he became what he is today. Both Ye Cheng and Ye Ming are quite worried that the third generation heir of the Ye family will be in the future. Something went wrong.

They entrusted Ye Mao to Li Xin more than once, and wanted Li Xin to help take care of Ye Mao in the future.

Now, Ye Ming was on his deathbed, and before parting, he still told Ye Mao the same.

After hearing these words, Ye Mao nodded with tears in his eyes: "The son remembers what the father said."

Ye Ming closed his eyes, gathered his strength for a while, and then took out a letter from the inside of his clothes with a hoarse voice.

"This is... a letter from Chang'an from Yongzhou."

Ye Mao took it and opened it to read it. General Ye continued to say: "His letter... was delivered a few days ago. It is not convenient for him to come to the capital. He wants me to go back to Ningling. He will go to Ningling to see me." .”

Having said that, Ye Ming frowned.

"I refused for my father. It is very risky for him to go north. There is no need...for an old man like me, he took the risk with his own life."

At this time, Ye Mao had almost read the letter once, and he put the letter back into the envelope, silently glanced at his old father, and asked, "Father, uncle...is he going to rebel?"

Ye Ming opened his eyes and took a slow breath.

"As a father, I can't tell. Chang'an...he has a jumpy mind and never does things according to the rules, but...he is definitely not willing to follow your grandfather's old way, and will definitely struggle to walk another way."

"Which path he is going to take, even as a father, I can't see clearly."

After talking so many words in a row, Ye Ming was also a little tired. He took a rest for a while and continued: "After leaving for my father, the Ye family's fortune will... fall on your shoulders."

"When something happens...no matter what he...Li Changan does, don't worry about what the court does, but ask yourself...what to do, what the Ye family will do."

After saying this, Ye Ming didn't have much strength anymore, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"If you're not sure...you can ask your fourth uncle...you can also ask your master uncle, but after all...you still have to make the decision."

After saying this, Ye Ming lay down on the bed again, muttering.

"Old man... it's not easy to start a business, you have to... keep the family business."

After speaking, Ye Ming closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Ye Mao knelt beside his father's bed, bowed his head and wept.

His two sons also came in and knelt beside Ye Mao. The father and son knelt in front of Ye Ming's bed for a whole night. In one breath, die forever.

In fact, as early as two or three days ago, Ye Ming had reached his limit. If he didn't want to wait for Ye Mao to come back, he would probably have already left. Now that he saw his only son, he left with peace of mind after confessing his last words.

After confirming that Ye Ming was not breathing, Ye Mao knelt on the ground, touched his head to the ground, choked up and said, "Father..."

His two sons knelt behind him, crying after Ye Mao.

"grandfather--"

The three sons of Ninglinghou's mansion were kneeling in the courtyard outside the room. After hearing the crying inside, they also knelt on the ground, bowing their heads and weeping.

"Uncle..."

Of the four generations of the Ye family, except for Ye Lin, who is immobile in Hanzhong, the remaining six people are all in this courtyard.

On the seventh day of October in the fourth year of Yuanzhao in the Great Jin Dynasty, Ye Ming, the second generation Chen Guogong, passed away suddenly.

Chen Guogong's mansion hung a white banner, and the palace immediately sent people to mourn the funeral. During the funeral, after discussion among the courtiers, Ye Ming was posthumously named the Taibao, and Ye Mao was granted the title of Duke Chen, becoming the third generation of Chen Guogong.

Three days after the funeral in the capital was held hastily, Ye Mao escorted Ye Ming's coffin out of Beijing with more than 100 generals, and sent it to Ningling for burial.

Ningling is the hometown of the Ye family, and Ye Ming himself was born in Ningling. Although the third generation of Ye Lin from the fourth generation of the Ye family were all born in the capital, according to the rules set by the old man before his death, , no matter where the Ye family members die, they must go back to the Ningling ancestral grave for burial.

It is almost a thousand miles from the capital to Ningling. Even if the Ye family has no shortage of horses, it will take more than half a month to carry the coffin. Fortunately, it is winter now, and the corpse will not rot soon. It took dozens of horses to rotate day and night, and it took a little over half a month to send his father's body back to Ningling.

Ningling is just an inconspicuous county, and Chen Guogong Ye Sheng is the most famous person in this county, bar none.

Even if Ye Cheng hadn't been in his hometown for decades, the Ye family in Ningling County had become local squires, and they were very famous in all towns and villages.

After Ye Ming's coffin arrived in Ningling, the common people in Ningling County lined up to watch. Some of them knew that it was the coffin of the Duke, and knelt on the ground to kowtow to the coffin.

Ye Mao, who was wearing a white cloth, led the horse silently through the crowd and arrived at Yejiazhuang on the outskirts of the city.

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