Great General [Rebirth]

On the ninth day of the sixth month of the first year of Tianyou, under the thunderous means of the new emperor, the Zhao family, the number one clan in the capital, handed over [-] military power, shocking the whole country.One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the aristocratic families from all over the world could no longer sit still. Some agreed and opposed, the voice of discussion was loud, and the situation fell into chaos.Since then, the New Deal has been implemented.The new emperor ordered that these aristocratic families were given three months to surrender their military power. Once the three months came, if there were still those who refused to surrender, troops would be sent to suppress them forcibly.

But with the leader of the Zhao family, there are so many things on the wall.Everyone is guessing that the compromise of the aristocratic family is only a matter of time.It has only been one year since the new emperor came to power, and he has achieved such political achievements. Some say he is a tyrant, and some say he is a wise king.

Just as people across the country were discussing in the streets and alleys, another major event happened in the capital: General Yunhui Bai Fusheng passed away.

Everyone knows how much Bai Fusheng did for the new emperor's ascension to the throne and the implementation of the New Deal. Suddenly, Bai Fusheng died, and what happened in the country's prime minister's mansion was more or less leaked. In other words, let people create rumors in the market: saying that the new emperor's new policy is going against the sky and offending the heavens. The death of Bai Fusheng, the biggest supporter of the new emperor, is the biggest proof.

"Is Bai Fusheng really dead? I saw him in Wangjiang Tower the other day. There were a lot of subordinates, and he was extremely majestic. That was the first time I saw Bai Fusheng. Died within a month? I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not, go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see that the mourning hall has been set up, and white silk is hung all over the street. Even the Prince Zhao's Mansion opposite is hanging white lanterns. The officials who go to mourn every day go all the way. Is there a fake one?"

"Hey, why is the mourning hall set up in the Prime Minister's Mansion after Bai Fusheng died? Isn't Bai Fusheng from the Bai family in Lingnan?"

"You don't know that. Bai Fusheng is not from the Bai family at all. He is the illegitimate son of the Prime Minister who lived outside in the early years. He recognized his son on the day the Prime Minister celebrated his birthday. Tsk tsk, it's really embarrassing. I just recognized him." The ancestor died when he returned to the clan. It is said that the prime minister of the country also had a young son who died young, and now another one has died, and even I feel a little sad for his old man."

"Isn't it? Why are there so many things in the Zhao family? It's like in a drama."

"A big family has a lot of things to do..."

He also said that that day Liu Qingming put a piece of paper with the word "Lianhua" in an envelope and sent it to Feng's house in Xiangzhou. Feng Buran was already on Wanjuan Mountain at that time, and the letter could not have been received at all. of.At that time Rongyue was recuperating at Feng's family, and then received such a letter.

Of course Rongyue did not forget what happened in Jingye Pavilion that day at the beginning of the year, and his dislike of Bai Fusheng did not change at all.At that time, Rong Yue was really stimulated a lot, and the scene that stimulated him the most was naturally the scene where Feng Buran lowered his head and was thrust into the plum blossom tree by a sword.But when he went back to the palace and recalled it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the scene was fake.So while he was pretending to be a fool to avoid being chased by his brothers, he sent someone secretly outside to investigate, and he found out: Feng Buran was recuperating at Xu's family, a famous doctor, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Later, after learning the truth about his father's succession to the throne, Rong Yue was indignant for a while, but no matter how unwilling he was, the second brother could only sit on the throne.He still suspects that his father really executed his eldest brother, but there is another news that his eldest brother is not dead, and has shown his face in Shanxi area.

After the national mourning period, Rong Yue was secretly sent to Xiangzhou.This place was chosen by himself, and the second brother is still a bit human.Rong Yue has been recovering from illness for a period of time, and somewhat understands some things.Some people have certain things, which are already predestined in the dark.After wandering outside for more than half a year, if he was really asked to go back to be the emperor, Rong Yue would not want to go back.

So when Rong Yuetian climbed up Wanjuan Mountain from afar just to deliver the letter from his rival to his sweetheart, he still felt it was incredible.After this battle, he obviously lost the throne and lost his lover, all because of Bai Fusheng, but now, he is willing to travel thousands of miles for that person, just to match him up.

I still remember that when Feng Buran opened the letter with his hands, Rong Yue squinted and peeked at it. There were only two words written on it, plus a lump of ink, and nothing else was written.Seeing Feng Buran frowning more and more while holding the paper, he finally ran down the mountain resolutely.Rong Yue also ran, and he didn't know why.

Along the way, Feng Buran took out the torn paper and looked at it no less than ten times. Every time he looked at it, his expression became more dignified, and his journey became faster and faster.In the end, there was no difference between day and night, and the formation wanted to spread its wings and fly to the capital immediately.

Rong Yue didn't dare to ask, they traveled for a month and finally arrived in the capital at the end of June.

The weather this day was extremely hot, sweat was slippery, and the clothes on my body were wet for half a day.Rong Yue was looking for a place to take a good bath and change clothes, but as soon as she stepped into the capital, the streets and alleys were filled with news: General Yunhui Bai Fusheng had passed away.What about Guoxiangfu, recognizing sons, and setting up mourning halls, all the talk is so good that people don't believe it.

"Old, teacher..." Rong Yue looked at Feng Buran's ugly face and called out cautiously.He and Feng Buran were standing in front of the Guoxiang Mansion, the white lanterns in front of the gate, and the mourners going in all the way, were all real.

Feng Buran walked in a trance with a dazed expression.Rong Yue had no choice but to follow.As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by two people:

"My lords, you are not wearing mourning clothes..."

"Why are you!" Rong Yue exclaimed.

Liu Qingming and Douzi were dumbfounded when they saw who it was.Douzi was always afraid of Feng Buran, but when he saw Feng Buran's terrifying expression, he almost knelt on the ground and told the truth.

It's better for Liu Qingming to calm down, he has pretended to be a prince.Liu Qingming coughed twice, and said in a sad tone: "Since the two of you are here for the funeral, you should change into mourning clothes before going in."

"Who are you going to attend the funeral for?" Feng Buran asked aloud, his eyes and tone were like the king of hell.

Unexpectedly, Liu Qingming was not only not afraid of him, but also looked at him with a bit of resentment, "Wouldn't you know if you go in to see who is going to the funeral? Why, don't you dare to go in?"

Feng Buran turned his head and entered Guoxiang's mansion, Rong Yue waved away the mourning clothes presented by the servants, and hurriedly chased after him.

Dou Zi trembled and said, "What are you provoking him for? I heard that Feng Buyan has a neuropathy, and it can be scary when he gets it."

Liu Qingming snorted coldly and did not speak.

There were a lot of mourners inside, standing in two rows and going to salute in front of the coffin side by side.There were a few people kneeling on both sides of the mourning hall. Ziqing and Yan'an, who had rushed back from Jinling, both wore sackcloth and mourning and knelt on the left side, with mournful expressions, and returned salutes to everyone who came to express their condolences.

This is not unusual, Ziqing and Yan'an can be regarded as Bai Fusheng's brothers in need, and Bai Fusheng has no family members, so these two people can only take care of them.But the strangest thing is that there is still Zhao Yongxiu kneeling on the right side of the mourning hall.For the rest of the Zhao family, several brothers of the Zhao family stood aside in plain clothes, returning gifts to the guests in the way of family members.This is somewhat incomprehensible.But no one dared to say anything.

When Feng Buran broke in, there was a lot of movement, the guests and family members all looked at him.

What is written on the mourning tablet?The spiritual seat of the beloved son Zhao Fusheng.Feng Buran sneered in his heart, and walked straight over.

"Uncle, calm down, listen to me..." Feng Xun came up to stop him, trying to drag him aside, Rong Yue also rushed up to help stop him, he had already seen several brothers of the Zhao family showing fierce faces .

Feng Xun looked nervous, afraid that Feng Buran would cause trouble, and Rong Yue and he wanted to get him away.Although Feng Buran looked calm, his eyes were no longer that serious.

He easily broke free from the restraint of the two people and walked towards the spiritual position.

Zhao Yongxiu didn't stand up, but his hand had already touched the sword at his waist.Zhao Yongde went out and stopped Feng Buran:

"Lord Feng, since you appeared here, you must have come to see off your younger brother. Just stay here, don't go any further."

Feng Buran looked at him amusedly, "Brother She? Since when did he become a member of your Zhao family?"

Zhao Yongde: "He is originally from my Zhao family, I think you know this in your heart."

The smile on Feng Buran's face disappeared, and his eyes were a bit cold: "That's good. You open the coffin and let me take a look."

"I'm afraid it won't work."

said an old voice.The Zhao family brothers moved out of the way, and Guo Xiangye walked out wearing plain clothes and leaning on a cane.Although Huafa is pale and has lost his beloved son, this old man is still in good spirits, which is awe-inspiring.

Feng Buran noticed that Guo Xiangye was following a monk, and narrowed his eyes a little.

It's not surprising that a monk died in the family, but Feng Buran looked at the monk and felt a little familiar.But he doesn't have time to think about that now.

The Prime Minister of the State said: "Feng Taifu, just after the dog left, you came to the mourning hall, isn't it a bit bad?"

Feng Buran said: "I just want to confirm, nothing else."

The Prime Minister narrowed his eyes: "Are you suspicious? The death of Fusheng was announced by the emperor. If you have doubts, you can go to the palace and make trouble here. Don't act wild here."

The old guy has a bit of aura, and he is worthy of being the elder of the country who has dominated the three dynasties.Rong Yue thought in her heart.Looking at Feng Buran, it was obvious that he was not as excited as before.

Feng Buran was silent for a while, his dark and deep eyes scanned every corner and every person in the mourning hall like sharp swords.

Ziqing Yan'an who was kneeling, Jing He whose eyes were red from crying, and the Zhao family brothers who looked wary—finally, Feng Buran's eyes fell on the monk behind Guo Xiangye, and he stared at it for a long time.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "Master Xiang made amends, of course I didn't come to cause trouble. It's just... After all, I had a difficult time with him, so I ask Master Xiang to be magnanimous and let me burn a stick of incense in front of his spirit."

The Prime Minister looked at him coldly, then nodded.The servant at the side came up with two sets of plain clothes, and waited for Feng Buran and Rong Yue to put them on.

Rong Yue looked at Feng Buran offering incense and saluting with a calm expression, and felt a strong sense of disobedience in her heart.Feng Buran drove the road for a month, non-stop, day and night, without sleep.It's unreal to have to calmly offer incense to Bai Fusheng now that he has suffered such heavy losses in the capital.

For the rest of the itinerary, Feng Buran was very quiet and eerie, and later the emperor came to offer his condolences, and the Zhao family invited monks to perform rituals, and Feng Buran just stood quietly by the side during the whole process.A pair of eyes were bloodshot, obviously exhausted, but staring at everyone.As if to find some clues from the expressions and behaviors of those people.

At night, the Zhao family was keeping watch.Beside the pavilion in the center of the lake, Feng Xun came over and spoke:

"Bai Fusheng suddenly fell ill on the ninth day of June. For half a month, the imperial physician came and went in and out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. It was said that he had been traveling for years, was malnourished, had asthma, and suffered many injuries in the army. For a while, he was plagued by new and old diseases, and the medicine and stone were ineffective... I also visited him many times during the period, and it was indeed getting worse every day... The last time I saw him was June 23, and my hair was about to fall out. Yes...the next day it was said that he was dead. To be honest, I didn’t believe he was dead. But the emperor personally issued an edict, and this matter was settled. Uncle, I had a grudge against you at that time. He liked it so much You, but you didn't appear by his side until the last moment..."

After listening to Feng Buran, he didn't say a word, and his expression was a little moved.Rong Yue originally wanted to explain a few words, but suddenly he saw Feng Xun's eyes seemed to have the pleasure of revenge.

The condolences lasted for more than ten days. On the day of the funeral and burial, the coffin walked around the capital, and the battle was particularly large.Standing with Feng Buran on the pavilion of Wangjiang Tower, Rong Yue looked at the funeral procession below, feeling something was wrong.As if wishing that the whole world would know that Bai Fu was alive and dead, the more he watched it, the more he felt like he was doing a play, and he didn't know who it was for.

Although Feng Buran should eat and sleep, he is still very haggard.Everyone knew that the Zhao family was up to something, but they just didn't know what they were up to.Rong Yue was a little anxious.

When Bai Fusheng was buried late on the day of his burial, a person sneakily appeared outside the Baifu.Feng Buran lived here after returning to the capital.

"Master Yushi?" Rong Yue glanced at the man in black cape and hat, and recognized him for a long time. "What are you doing?"

"Hush. Prince, uh, no, Lord Eleven, I'm here to find Mr. Feng. I have something important to tell him." Doctor Yushi muttered.

Rong Yue felt strange, but she still brought her to Feng Buran.

Unexpectedly, Feng Buran's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, and he stood up to greet him: "Duke Ling, you're here."

"Hey, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, the surname Gu is blocking my door like a dog, and I came here to look for you under their noses. Lord Feng, please comfort me." Doctor Yushi said excitedly.

Rong Yue's eyes widened on one side, and she almost yelled at you, Ling, keep your eyes clean, you are old, your daughter is married to someone else's nephew as a daughter-in-law, what are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here!

"It's not a problem, Mr. Ling, tell me what you know." Feng Buran urged.

Doctor Yushi chuckled, "Let me tell you, Prime Minister Gu and I have been monitoring their house for a long time. Although I don't know why the emperor messed around with him, it is obvious that there is something wrong with it, such as..."

Doctor Yushi was about to start Balala's long speech, Feng Buran quickly stopped him: "Gong Ling, just tell me, where is he now?"

"Eh?" Doctor Yu Shi blinked his eyes, looked at Feng Buran's handsome face full of anxiety for a moment, and finally said: "Well, in Tianyi Temple, I shaved my head and hid among five hundred little monks. You Go find it."