At this time, footsteps came from outside the door.

Mu Chun looked up, looked at the direction where the person was coming, and choked and shouted, "Brother!"

The Changsheng and Changsen brothers appeared at the door of the inner courtyard, both of them were red and swollen. They were wearing dark clothes and no accessories. They even changed their hairpins to wood.

"Cousin!" Chang Sheng called out.

"Brother!" Lan Chun burst into tears.

The next second, the three brothers hugged each other tightly, and the three men burst into tears silently, feeling sad.

Although they are cousins, what is the difference between them and their own brothers?

"Your third brother and I made a mistake a few days ago and could only stay at home! When we heard the news that our uncle was gone, we..." Chang Sheng choked up.

"I understand, I understand!" Lan Chun nodded constantly, "I just met the emperor in the Ganqing Palace. Duke Cao mentioned it and said that when he passed by your house, he saw that your house was full of mourning!"

As he said, he said, "The two cousins ​​don't know anything. The emperor also gave the title of Duke of Lan's family and posthumously named his father the Prince of Pingyi, Wuwei..."

"The emperor is most concerned about his uncle in his heart over the years!" Chang Sen spoke slowly, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Lan family courtyard, his mind instantly filled with past events.

~~

Back then, just after the old crown prince Zhu Biao died young, the two brothers and uncle Lan Yu had discussed and conspired in secretly.

Lan Yu was full of energy at that time and his achievements shocked the court and the country.

"The prince is gone, the emperor wants to establish a grandson. Our Changlan family must keep Brother Hui as the throne!"

"Whoever dares to block him, let's go in with him, the red knife comes out."

"Remember, if my nephew and uncle are close relatives, if Brother Hu can't stand it, the good days for our two families will come to an end. No matter who is the new king, he will not be at ease with him, let alone us."

"Of course, if the emperor's holy heart is not here, we will endure it for the time being. The emperor is old, how many years can he have? We secretly contact people. After the new king ascends the throne, then when Brother Hui gives orders, we will wear armor and go into battle!"

"He is not afraid of the vassal state when he goes to the fiefdom. He is outside and we are inside. Hehe, so what if he establishes the second son of the bitch who lives in the slut? He is all our people in the army, and he can't sit still!"

Thinking of this, Chang Sen sighed in his heart, "Uncle, you deserve Brother Ying. He deserves you too. This honor is rare in ancient and modern times!"

~~

At this moment, Chang Sheng spoke, "Where did these people in the family come from?"

Lan Chun said, "It was all sent by Duke Cao, who said he would help his younger brother prepare the house." As he said that, he sighed slightly, "Good man! The emperor handed him over his father's funeral, and he was busy. Not only did he give it to people, but he also said that if he was missing something, he would take it from his house and even the chef was sent!"

Chang Sen thought, "I owe him a favor again!"

"Hey, we should have arranged this matter, hey!" Chang Sheng sighed repeatedly, "This kind of favor is hard to repay every day!"

As he said, he said to his entourage, "Go back home quickly and ask the wife and the others to come and arrange the house. Open the warehouse at home, go quickly!"

"The two cousins ​​are here just in time!" Lan Chun said, "I haven't gone to report the demise to each family!"

"Let's go together!"

Then the three brothers took white cloth around their waists and walked out.

After walking two streets, there is Feng Sheng, the mansion of Duke of Song.

Seeing them walking, the Feng family's concierge came out in surprise, "Duke Chang..." As he said, he saw the white cloth on the heads and waists of the three brothers, "Should you wait!"

After shouting, he ran towards the inner courtyard.

Soon, the Feng family's nephews ran out, and the old Duke Feng Sheng was leaning on a crutch and carrying a stool, and he also quickly walked out from it.

"Is this...?" Feng Sheng no longer cared about military affairs. He didn't know that Lan Yu was dead at this time, but he understood the scene when he saw this scene.

"Honey!" The three brothers burst into tears and knelt down and kowtowed.

According to the etiquette of the Huai people, there is no need to talk too much when reporting the funeral. Just walk to the door of relatives and friends' homes, kneel down and kowtow.

"Get up quickly!" Feng Cheng, the son of Feng Sheng, stepped forward and pulled up the three of them.

Feng Sheng suddenly stepped forward a few steps, "Why are there no one?" He said, widening his eyes, "Yunnan?"

Lan Chun burst into tears, "I died in battle!"

Feng Sheng's crutch in his hand paused, his hair and beard trembled, and his words turned into a sigh, "Oh!"

~~

"If you weren't the emperor's grandson, I'll kill you with one knife!"

Thousands of miles away in Yunnan, in Muchun's tent, Duke of Qian was furious, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, and blue veins suddenly appeared on his face.

Zhu Gaoxu in front of him was indeed fearless and raised his head rebelliously.

In his hands, he was solemnly holding a wooden box wrapped in red cloth.

Behind him, several veterans beside Lan Yu were holding Lan Yu's tablets.

Zhu Gaoxu secretly cremated Lan Yu's body.

(There are many cremation in the Song and Yuan dynasties, and there were also cremation in the pre-Qin period. The cremation was abolished and the burial was changed to earth during the Zhu Yuanzhang period.)

Mu Chun's face was so angry that she trembled, and her face turned ferocious.

"This is Lan Shuai's last wish!" Zhu Gaoxu said lightly, "He doesn't want to die on the sick bed, nor does he want to crawl all over his body after death!" As he said that, he lowered his head and looked at the box in his hand with crystal clear eyes. "I'll take his coffin from Yunnan and pull his coffin, not to mention when I'm going to go, when I return to the capital, it's already foul-smelling!"

"Lan Shuai's lifelong hero. After he returned to Beijing, he would be buried in the country and worshipped by ten thousand people. He has a spirit in heaven, so he never hopes that what others worship is his stinky and rotten body!"

"Besides, according to the "Da Ming Law", "Those who follow the last words of the elders, burn and dispose of the corpse in water will be 100 sticks. The young and the young will be reduced to two levels. If the descendants die in a distant place and the descendants cannot return to the burial and burn it, follow the way."

As he said that, he was already crying, "Lan Shuai is a hero. Heroes cannot be so cowardly or so embarrassing! He felt embarrassed even when he was alive. After he died, his body was rotten into mud. How could he be more at ease?"

Hearing his rumor, Mu Chun felt his head buzzing.

"Even if it is such a big deal, I have to tell me and ask the emperor for his will!"

"If there is anything, I will take it all my responsibility!" Zhu Gaoxu raised his head.

"You..." Mu Chun was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

"If I die in the battlefield in the future, I will also die in the battlefield!" Zhu Gaoxu gently stroked the box in his hand and whispered, "As Lan Shuai's old example, a real man will die if he dies, and he cannot be cheap to insects!"

At this moment, Mu Chun's personal soldiers walked into the tent and muttered a few words in Mu Chun's ear.

The latter's expression suddenly became more complicated, "Prince Prince, what else do you want to do?"

"Before sending Lan Shuai home, you must take a good omen!" Zhu Gaoxu grinned.

~~

The valley where Lan Yu died in battle was named Nan'er Mountain by Zhu Gaoxu.

The terrifying Jingguan with countless heads piled up at the foot of the mountain is creepy.

One by one, the weathered heads were open and staring with their eyes. Above Jingguan, countless fat crows were hovering.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Jingguan coldly on the war horse, and also looked indifferently at a bunch of Burmese people who were led by the Ming army like animals.

The clothes on these Burmese people can also see traces of gorgeous clothes.

They were members of the Burmese Ava royal family captured by Zhu Gaoxu after breaking the Burmese city-state.

"Kneel down!" A Ming army shouted, and hundreds of Burmese nobles were kicked down together.

They knelt under Jingguan, as if they had a premonition of something, and they couldn't help begging for mercy. Some people simply twitched weakly and shitted and urinated.

"Lan Shuai!" Zhu Gaoxu whispered, "Carry them some interest first, and wait until I send you back to my hometown, and come back to ask them for capital!" As he said that, he waved indifferently.

"Rise the knife!" Ming Jun Baihu roared.

"cut!"

Swish, the heads soar into the sky!

Haha! The crows in the sky frightened away.

The wind blew, and the world was filled with blood.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the mountains in the distance again, turned the reins, "Let's go and send Lan Shuai home!"

The horse's hooves were like thunder, heading north.
Chapter completed!