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The two were careful in every possible way, and they didn't even dare to tell Sizi and Yiyu.

One hundred thousand troops finally arrived in Jinling.

Lin Ran held back his grief and led the army to continue strengthening the embankment.

"Teacher, do you want the Fourth Young Master to bring you back to Chang'an City..."

Meng Zhaoqian asked very guiltyly.

This question happened to be where Lin Ran was most troubled.

If it is brought back to Chang'an City, it will be midsummer at this time.

Before reaching Chang'an, Pingjian's body would rot.

However, if he didn't take Pingjian back to Changle, how would he explain himself?

How should I explain to my mother and father!

This kind of question, like Sun Wukong's magic spell, made Lin Ran restless these days.

"Zhaoqian, I wonder if there is a good solution?"

Lin Ran asked helplessly!

"Teacher, the students think it's better to bury the Fourth Young Master in Jiangling first."

"Fourth Young Master is kind to the people of Jiangling. There will be incense burning in front of Young Master's tomb..."

"When the weather is cooler, it won't be too late for the teacher to send someone to bring the Fourth Young Master back to Chang'an City..."

Lin Ran nodded upon hearing this.

I have to say that Meng Zhaoqian's suggestion is still very good.

"Zhaoqian, just do as you say."

"It's not too late, why not bury it today..."

Hearing what the teacher said, Meng Zhaoqian hesitated as if he still had something to say.

"Zhaoqian may as well speak up if he has something to say, why is he so hesitant."

"Teacher, Fourth Young Master unfortunately left to protect the people of Jiangling."

"The common people learned that the fourth son is not married."

"So, some people have already started to kiss Zhang Luoyin for the fourth son."

"Teacher, although the students think that this matter is a waste of time, what is rare is the kindness of the common people."

"I will ask the teacher to decide on this matter!"

Lin Ran's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words.

But as a person who came from the new era, he soon declined the matter.

"The kindness of the people, the teacher appreciates it."

"Let Pingjian be buried alone..."

"If we find a girl for him, Ping Jian doesn't like it, but it's self-defeating."

After listening to the teacher's words, Meng Zhaoqian did not continue to persevere.

Originally, he had mustered up the courage to say this proposal.

"Teacher, what is the standard for the funeral?"

Meng Zhaoqian had to ask this question!

The teacher is the king of the world, and he also serves as the commander-in-chief of the world's soldiers and horses.

In terms of rank, his son is also higher than the current prefect.

"Zhaoqian, now that the flood has not receded, everything is kept simple."

"It's just a simple burial."

"But there is one thing, Pingjian likes quietness, mountains and water."

"If you can find a place with mountains and rivers, that would be the best."

Hearing what the teacher said, Meng Zhaoqian immediately nodded in agreement.

"Teacher, the students will definitely find a good cemetery for Fourth Young Master."

"Okay, after everything is ready, tell the teacher. The teacher will send Pingjian off for the last time..."

"By the way, take off all of Pingjian's clothes and jewelry. The teacher will take these items back and give them to his mother."

"And in Chang'an City, you can temporarily set up a tomb for Pingjian..."

"Teacher, students must follow suit."

Soon after Meng Zhaoqian went out, he brought all of Pingjian's clothes and jewelry.

Holding the jade pendant, Lin Ran trembled all over.

Carefully put the jade pendant close to her body.

Lin Ran followed Meng Zhaoqian to Pingjian's cemetery.

Lin Ran raised his eyes and saw that this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, it really is a good place.

"Teacher, the students feel that this place also meets the requirements of the teacher, so they make their own decisions."

Lin Ran nodded.

Lin Ran was very satisfied with this place.

Ping Jian in the coffin had already changed into a clean plain dress.

Even the hair and beard have been carefully trimmed.

"Pingjian..."

Looking at his son in the coffin, Lin Ran had thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.

The grave has been dug.

A dozen generals who followed Lin Ran also came to see him off safely.

The coffin was carried into the grave.

Right at this moment.

Lin Ran felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Because he knew that he would never see his son again in this life.

"Pingjian... Father, I'm sorry..."

"It's all my father's fault that he didn't take good care of you..."

At the moment when the coffin was buried, Lin Ran wept loudly.

On the day of Ping Jian's burial, God showed a rare smile.

The torrential rain for many days finally stopped, and the long-lost sun hung in the sky.

Although Lin Ran told Meng Zhaoqian, don't disturb the common people.

However, the common people still made more inquiries, the exact news of Pingjian's burial today.

As the prefect of Jiangling, Meng Zhaoqian didn't want his teacher's son to leave this world alone.

As Lin Ran's student, the only thing he can do to help his teacher is to let the people of Jiangling send Ping Jian to his last journey.

Thousands of people came to Pingjian's cemetery.

They carried incense and their funeral wastebaskets unique to Jiangling.

That is, some chariots and horses made of paper to send Pingjian on his last journey.

Each of those paper-made objects is lifelike.

It can be seen that the people have put a lot of effort into it.

All the objects are around Pingjian's cemetery, after a full circle.

In front of Pingjian's cemetery, they were neatly arranged.

Sixteen young and strong men carefully placed Ping Jian's coffin into the tomb.

"Teacher, let's take a last look at Fourth Young Master."

With Meng Zhaoqian's support, Lin Ran tremblingly walked towards Pingjian's cemetery.

"Son, don't blame your father for leaving you in Jiangling."

"It's true that the flood has not receded, so my father can't take you back to Chang'an City immediately."

"..."

Lin Ran's tears slanted down like a kite with a broken string.

A large rooster had its neck severed, and bright chicken blood sprayed out of a bowl.

"Teacher, sprinkle chicken blood beside the cemetery."

Lin Ran heard that he took half a bowl of chicken blood.

Sprinkles bright red around the cemetery.

In the land of Jinling, this custom was left over many years ago.

After the unfortunate death of an unmarried teenager.

Chicken blood is sprinkled around the cemetery, and it must be the blood of a rooster.

This can prevent the invasion of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and it can also protect the owner of the cemetery.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, after all Lin Ran understands the principle of doing as the Romans do.

Regarding this matter, Lin Ran accepted it very calmly.

After all, Pingjian is not yet a real adult, and has not yet married.

If there is really another country over there.

Lin Ran also didn't want his son to be bullied by others.

Lin Ran used something like a brush in his hand, which was a thin felt.

Every time after dipping the chicken blood, shake it a few times.

The chicken blood on it will naturally all fall on the land around the cemetery.

In this way, Lin Ran walked slowly around the cemetery for a week.

Half a bowl of chicken blood was spilled clean.

"Teacher, if you have anything to explain to the Fourth Young Master, do it now!"

"........."

"Let's break ground..."

Lin Ran exhausted all his strength to say these three words.

People around the cemetery began to drop soil into the cemetery.

He watched helplessly as Pingjian's coffin was submerged in the loess.

And Ping Jian completely disappeared from Lin Ran's eyes.

Sudden sadness, coupled with continuous fatigue for many days, came together.

Lin Ran fell down beside the cemetery without saying a word of "Pingjian".

"Master..."

A dozen generals panicked in an instant.

The death of the fourth son has already made them feel deeply guilty.

If there is another accident for the commander-in-chief, how will they explain to His Majesty and the Empress after they return to Chang'an City.