Chapter 899: Burial

"What bullshit!"

Lu Bu has anger between his eyebrows, there are meritorious rewards and punishments, I didn't make a mistake, why did the Son of Heaven kill me!

"Brother-in-law, it's all this time, can't you see the situation clearly? The power in your hands has far surpassed that of the Son of Heaven, which is a taboo for courtiers! There is a dark tide surging in the court, how many people are waiting for you to reveal their flaws, they want you to die, they want you to never recover......"

Yan Li persuaded him bitterly, "Brother-in-law, you just listen to me, return the power to the Son of Heaven, and then unload your armor and return, with the glory of your life, you will not be able to squander it in several lifetimes." ”

"Now that the thieves of the princes outside the gate are not dead, you will let me disarm and return to the field?"

Lu Bu's face was cold, and the impression of his eldest brother plummeted in his heart.

Originally, Yan Li's private cultivation of party henchmen had already made Lu Bu a little angry, but he never broke it down on the relationship between his wife and Yan Li. I wanted to wait for Yan Li to take the initiative to be honest, but I didn't expect such a show.

"Second brother, what do you think?" Lu Bu asked Yan Yi, who was kneeling opposite.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, I'm just a martial artist, but I know that everyone is a brother, and they should be united with each other, and they shouldn't hurt their harmony." Yan Yi said very straightforwardly.

It was these words that kept his position as the general of Zhenxi.

"It's still the second brother who understands things."

Lu Bu smiled with him, and then when he looked at Yan Li, Lu Bu said something full of meaning: "Uncle, you are tired." ”

"Brother-in-law, listen to me......" Yan Li tried to save it.

"The old man was a decent person when he was alive and liked to be crowded. During the period of filial piety, you also called the children of the Yan family to come together to keep filial piety for three years. As for the vacant position, don't worry, I will report to the Son of Heaven and ask the court to send a new official to take up the position. ”

Lu Bu gently lifted the fragrance that was about to burn out from the old man's coffin, and then replaced it with a new one, said indifferently, and inadvertently slashed the Yan family.

Yan Li's expression was stunned, and his kneeling straight body suddenly loosened, and the whole person's face seemed to be much older at this moment.

"Old man, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After changing the fragrance, Lu Bu said silently in his heart.

In the following days, Lu Bu and the Yan brothers rarely spoke, and even if they communicated, they only spoke a few words.

The time came to the eighth day of the third month.

On this day, it is the time for Old Man Yan to be buried in the ground.

Before dawn, the sound of suona was already playing in Yanfu.

"Please come forward and take one last look at the deceased!" The earth immortal wearing a robe with a goat's beard pushed the coffin away, tore his throat, and said to the family members who wore linen and filial piety.

Everyone stepped forward in turn and looked inside, and the old man was lying in the coffin, very peaceful.

The old lady was reluctant to leave, broke away from the support of her eldest daughter-in-law, and lay on the coffin and couldn't stop crying. Seeing her mother like this, the women of the Yan family also cried non-stop.

When the time was approaching, Yan Li stepped forward to persuade her mother and pulled her away from the coffin.

Afterwards, the Taoist priests stepped forward to close the coffin, picked up the wooden hammer and struck the nail of the coffin, and firmly nailed the coffin shut.

After another cup of tea, the earth fairy pinched his fingers and counted the time, then raised his eyebrows and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, please come out of the funeral!" ”

Yan Li, Yan Yi, Yan Xin and Lu Bu were at the four corners of the coffin, and when the words of the earth immortals fell, they carried the old man's coffin off the ground at the same time.

The coffin was carried by the general of the dynasty, the great Si Nong, the general of Zhenxi, and the state pastor, which can be described as extremely prominent.

The earth immortals and Taoist priests opened the way at the front, scattering paper money and reciting obscure scriptures in their mouths.

The eldest grandson, Yan Jian, was dressed in black mourning clothes, holding the portrait of the old man in his arms, walking in front of the coffin, while the rest of the family members walked behind, holding a wooden pole in their hands and hanging a plain white cloth on it.

In addition to the relatives of the Yan family, officials from all over the state also arrived almost at the same time, as well as the people who had received the favor of the Yan family before, and they also spontaneously followed closely.

As a result, the funeral procession was as many as 10,000 people, and the momentum was huge.

The place where the old man was buried was six or seven miles away from the Yan family, and most of the ancestors of the Yan family were buried here, and the funeral procession took two hours to arrive.

The three brothers of Lu Bu and the Yan family carried the coffin to the dug grave, and in the sound of the earth immortal, they slowly lowered the coffin on their shoulders and put it into the tomb in all directions.

Don't look at the six or seven miles away, but their shoulders have already been worn to the point of bleeding.

Under the auspices of the earth immortals, everyone knelt and kowtowed to the coffin three times, and then held the statue of the old man, got up and turned nine times around the coffin.

After the ceremony was completed, the three Yan Li brothers, as well as Lu Bu and other Yan men, each with a shovel, began to shovel soil and throw it into the coffin, burying it.

"Old man, why did your old man leave like this! In your old life, you have helped the villagers with countless kindnesses, which is really a model in the past life, a model for future generations, a name for future generations, virtue and township, and you want to listen to your teachings more in the next life, but the sky does not open your eyes, the sky does not open your eyes! ”

"The crane has been shadowed with the clouds, the sound of the cuckoo is still cold with the moonlight, the Han Dynasty has lost the elderly, I am waiting for the juniors, the liver and intestines are broken!"

In front of the crowd, a man in his mid-middle years beat his chest and cried on the spot, ignoring everyone's eyes. Snot and tears flowed together, and the tears flooded like a turbid river, and they couldn't stop pouring down.

"Who is this man?"

"How is it like his father is dead?"

Not only did the people of the state say that they were blinded, but even the brothers of the Yan family did not know this person.

However, Lu Bu had a little impression of him, this person was the county guard of Hedong, and he was also the son of the same clan as Wei Zhongdao, Wei Qian.

When Lu Buping was a thief, he not only subdued Xu Huang and Yang Feng, but also let Wei Qi take the post of Hedong County Guard.

Wei Qi's crying, whether it was true or performing, was very successful in mobilizing the sad atmosphere.

The old lady and her daughter-in-law were sad in front of the grave, shouting the old man's eulogy, and crying with tears.

When the people who came to see him off saw this, they also wept one after another.

By the time the tomb was built, it was close to noon, and the rest of the matter was to wait for an auspicious day to be repaired.

Everyone offered incense to the old man, and then they supported the grieving old lady and began to return to the Yan family.

Yan's mansion has already set up a meal to entertain the guests who came to mourn.

At this point, the old man's funeral is temporarily over.

On the way back, Lu Bu saw a middle-aged man with a short beard in the crowd, and the man's appearance made Lu Bu feel good.

He trotted forward quickly, squeezed through the crowd, put his hand on the man's shoulder, and asked with some uncertainty, "Cao Xing, is it you?" ”