Chapter 7 Entering the Soil for Peace

In terms of personal bravery, or the ability to lead troops to fight, Ye Mao does not say that he has the true biography of the old man Ye Sheng, but at least seventy or eighty percent, but when it comes to drilling camps in the hearts of the court, he is much inferior to his father and ancestors.

Ye Sheng was the same as Ye Mao in his early years, but he had experienced too much in his life, he had been grounded for decades, and he watched the court coldly, so he naturally understood everything, Ye Ming had been studying since he was a child, and he was much better than others in his heart.

But Ye Mao has only studied martial arts since he was a child, and under the influence of the old man, he hates reading, so he has become what he is today, whether it is Ye Sheng or Ye Ming, they are quite worried that the third-generation heir of the Ye family will have problems in the future.

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 is on the verge of dying, and before parting, he still told Ye Mao this.

After Ye Mao heard this, he nodded with tears: "What the father said, the son remembers." ”

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

"It's... A letter from Chang'an from Yongzhou. ”

Ye Mao took it, and when he unfolded it and looked through it, General Ye continued: "His letter ...... It was delivered a few days ago, and it was inconvenient for him to come to the capital, and he wanted me to go back to Ningling, so he went to Ningling to see me. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Ming frowned.

"My father refused, his trip north was very risky, and there was no need to ...... For the sake of an old man like me, I put myself at risk. ”

At this time, Ye Mao had almost read the letter, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, glanced at his father silently, and asked, "Dad, uncle...... Is it a rebellion? ”

Ye Ming opened his eyes and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not clear for my father, Chang'an...... Mind jumps, never do things according to the rules, but... He will certainly not be willing to follow your grandfather's old path, and will definitely struggle to go the other way. ”

"As a father, I can't tell what path he wants to take."

After saying so many words in a row, Ye Ming was also a little tired, he rested for a while, and continued: "After going for my father, the Ye family's family business will be ...... Fall on your shoulders. ”

"When things happen...... Regardless of his ...... What Li Changan does, don't care what the court does, but ask yourself...... What to do, what the Ye family is going to do. ”

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

"I'm not sure...... You can ask your fourth uncle...... You can also ask your uncle, but after all...... It's up to you to make your own decisions. ”

After saying this, Ye Ming lay on the bed again, snorting in his mouth.

"Old man...... It's not easy to start a business, you have to ...... Keep this family business. ”

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

Ye Mao knelt beside his father's bed, bowing his head and weeping.

His two sons also walked in and knelt next to Ye Mao, the father and son knelt in front of Ye Ming's bed for a whole night, and the next day when the sky was about to decay, the former Ye Shaobao, the general of Zhenbei, exhaled his last breath and died.

In fact, as early as two or three days ago, Ye Ming had already reached the limit, not to wait for Ye Mao to come back, he had probably already left, and now that he saw his only son, after confessing his last words, he left with confidence.

After confirming that Ye Ming was not breathing, Ye Mao knelt on the ground, touched the ground with his head, and choked up: "Daddy......"

His two sons, kneeling behind him, cried out with Ye Mao.

"Grandfatherβ€”"

The three sons of the Marquis of Ningling Mansion knelt in the courtyard outside the room, and after hearing the crying inside, they also knelt on the ground, bowing their heads and weeping.

"Uncle ......"

Four generations of the Ye family, except for Ye Luan, who couldn't move in Hanzhong, the remaining six people are all in this courtyard.

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

During the funeral, after the courtiers discussed, Ye Ming was posthumously crowned as the Taibao, and Ye Mao was given the title of knight, becoming the third generation of Chen Guogong.

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

Ningling is the homeland of the Ye family, and Ye Ming himself was also born in Ningling, although starting from the old four Ye Xuan, until the third generation of the Ye family, they were all born in the capital, but according to the rules set by the old man before his death, no matter where the Ye family died, they must return to the ancestral tomb of Ningling for burial after death.

From the capital to Ningling, there is almost a thousand miles away, even if the Ye family is not short of horses, it will take more than half a month to walk with the coffin, but fortunately, it is already winter at this time, and the corpse will not decay quickly, plus Ye Mao prepared dozens of horses to rotate day and night, and it took a little more than 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, and there is no one.

Even if Ye Sheng has not been in his hometown for decades, the Ye family in Ningling County has become a local squire, and the ten miles and eight townships are very famous.

After Ye Ming's coffin arrived in Ningling, the people of Ningling County watched from the sidelines, and some knew that this was the coffin of Grandpa Guo, and knelt on the ground to kowtow to the coffin.

Ye Mao, who was dressed in a white cloth, led the horse silently through the crowd and came to Yejiazhuang on the outskirts of the city.

This Zhuangzi was not originally called Yejiazhuang, but after Ye Guogong became famous in the first battle, the Ye family in his hometown naturally benefited, although Ye Sheng did not help the Ye family in Ningling even a little, but the Ye family in Ningling still grew rapidly, and in the past few decades, the Ye family in Ningling has five or six hundred people, and this Zhuangzi has naturally become Yejiazhuang.

The owner of the Ye family in Ningling, knowing that Ye Mao was coming back, took a group of family members to greet him at the entrance of the village, and after seeing Ye Mao, an old man of the same generation as Ye Sheng bent down to salute Ye Mao.

"I've seen Grandpa Guo."

Ye Mao handed the reins to the people around him, and bent over to arch his hand at these old family members.

"Uncles and brothers, they are all from their own family, they don't need to be called grandfathers, they have entered Yejiazhuang, and Ye Mao is also a member of the family."

As he spoke, he bowed to the clan elder who saluted and said, "Ye Mao has seen the elders. ”

"It's been a few days since my father died of illness, and the younger generation is rushing to bury my father, and when things are done, I will catch up with my uncles and brothers."

He is the new Chen Guogong, and he is followed by the generals of the tribe, and the people of Yejiazhuang naturally dare not mess around, and immediately someone will lead the way in front and take him to the ancestral tomb built by Ye Ming in his hometown.

After Ye Sheng left, Ye Ming had lived in Yejiazhuang for more than two years, and the people of Yejiazhuang recognized him, at this time Ye Ming also died, and the younger generations of Yejiazhuang also followed the linen and filial piety, and they also took over the work of the Ye family's trilogy, more than a dozen young men from Yejiazhuang, dressed in white cloth, carried Ye Ming's coffin to the cemetery.

The cemetery is not too far from Yejiazhuang, only two or three miles away, and soon arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Ye family, but when it was about to reach the cemetery, a man in white with a white cloth tied around his waist blocked the way, the man in white looked at Ye Ming's coffin, sighed long, and then bent over and shook the coffin deeply.

Ye Mao, who was walking in the front, naturally saw this man in white, he stepped forward and saluted the man in white.

"Uncle Shi has arrived."

Li Xin, who had sneaked to Ningling from Jincheng, slowly exhaled a sigh.

"It's a pity that I couldn't see my senior brother for the last time."