Two months passed in a blink of an eye, and when the weather was hot in June, Chen Qun's father, Chen Ji, passed away. This year, Chen Ji was seventy-one years old.

Even if there is a good doctor like Hua Tuo in Guan, it still can't prevent people's birth, old age, sickness and death.

Chen Ji's sudden death made Chen Qun sad, and he temporarily resigned from Wen Zhao to prepare for Chen Ji's funeral.

Nominally, Wen Zhao is Chen Ji's clan, and Chen Gong is Chen Ji's clan.

After the news of Chen Ji's death spread, Chen Gong and Chen Hu, who were far away in Bingzhou, all rushed back to Pusaka.

In fact, Chen Ji did not die in Puban, since the end of the war in Liangzhou, Chen Ji left Puban and went to his ancestral hometown to mourn Chen Ping.

Before leaving, he told Chen Qun that after he died, he would bury him in his ancestors' hometown.

Chen Ji's ancestor is Chen Ping, and Chen Ping is the Yangwu clan, that is, the Henan Yin of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the Yangwu County clan.

Yangwu is located in the eastern part of Sili, bordering Yanzhou Chenliu County, and not far from Yanzhou East County and Jizhou Yingchuan County.

This is also why, after the fall of the Chen clan that year, several Chen clansmen migrated to Dongjun and Yingchuan respectively.

After Chen Ji died suddenly, Chen Qun resigned from all his duties and rushed to Yangwu in the starry night.

As Chen Ji's clan, even though Wen Zhao was very busy every day, after Chen Gong and Chen Hu returned to Pusaka, they also put down all their affairs.

He ordered Gan Ning to drive a warship carrying some of the Chen clansmen down the Yellow River to Yangwu.

Yangwu is located in the easternmost part of the Yellow River in Sili, and a little further into the territory of Yanzhou.

Wen Zhao and others set out from Pusaka, first entered the Yellow River from Fenshui, and then went all the way to the east by boat, without taking any land route at all.

I have to say that taking a boat trip in the hot summer is a very pleasing thing if it is not to mourn the old people who have passed away.

Rao is atmosphere is a little dignified, and a few children who grew up in the north still feel very novel when they sit on the boat.

Wen Zhao, who was standing at the bow of the boat, glanced at Gan Ning and asked, "Xingba, how long will it take to go to Yangwu?" ”

Gan Ning said: "My lord, according to the speed of the warship, we will arrive at Yangwu County at dusk tomorrow. ”

When Chen Xu heard this, he nodded.

He came to Chen Gong and said, "Uncle, Changwen is holding a funeral for his uncle this time, and he can't continue to help me deal with government affairs, which is really a big loss for Guanzhong." ”

During this time, Chen Qun had already used his talents to conquer the civil and military ministers under Wen Zhao. No matter how difficult the government affairs are, Chen Qun can handle them in an orderly manner.

With Chen Qun in Guanzhong, Wen Zhao doesn't have to worry about many redundant things. And Chen Qun, as his brother, is also a completely trusted figure.

Now that Chen Qun has suddenly resigned from many positions, Wen Zhao has to start worrying about government affairs in Guanzhong again.

Chen Gong bowed slightly, and said: "There is a talent in the long bra, if it is just to deal with government affairs, although the world is big, there are very few people who can compare with it." ”

"The long resignation of the official and the mourning are indeed a big loss for Wen Zhao."

"However, holding a funeral for his father is a major human event, and Changwen's actions are also impeccable, I just hope that he will not keep filial piety for three years."

Wen Zhao also nodded slightly, looking at the green mountains on both sides of the Yellow River, and sighed slightly.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the correct principles of the cycle of heaven and earth, whether it is an emperor through the ages or ordinary people, they cannot resist the erosion of time.

Chen Ji's death was too sudden, his body had already been buried at this time, and Wen Zhao led his clan to mourn, just to do his best.

The ships went down the river at a very fast speed, and the fleet was still moving fast when the sun was about to set.

The water of the Yellow River is not clear, but when the red sunset dyes the sunset on the horizon, Wen Zhao watched the rolling Yellow River flow eastward, and still felt a thrilling beauty.

Seeing that the day was about to pass, the fishermen who were fishing in the river drove their fishing boats to their homes. Among these fishermen were young men, children, and gray-haired old men.

Most of them have their chests open and pull their trouser legs high. Some of the old fishermen rowed hard and sang the fisherman's songs.

The fisherman who returned with a full load was naturally extremely happy, with a happy and pleasant smile on his face. On the other hand, those fishermen who had less harvest could only shrug their heads and show a sullen expression.

"Lord, while you haven't arrived in Yangwu yet, come over and have a drink or two. Once you arrived, you couldn't drink any more alcohol. ”

Xiao Chen Jun looked at Chen Gong, Gan Ning, Chen Hu, and Chen Jing who were drinking each other in the opposite case, and they had been swallowing saliva for a long time.

After he heard Gan Ning's words, he hurriedly ran to him and said, "Uncle Xingba, I want to drink too." ”

Chen Xu saw the child's greed and said, "Wait for another two years, and if you want to drink, you will naturally go, but now you can't." ”

After finishing speaking, he came to Gan Ning's desk and drank with the two.

As Gan Ning said, it doesn't matter how much you drink on the boat now, but when they arrived in Yangwu, because Chen Ji had just died, they couldn't drink anymore.

In his previous life, Wen Zhao didn't have a ten-minute love for wine. However, in this life, due to his frequent battles, he also fell in love with spirits.

Of course, the alcohol content of the Han Dynasty was generally low, so Wen Zhao rarely got drunk. It's not that he didn't think about making purer baijiu, but he didn't know anything about these things.

Little Chen Jun couldn't drink, so he had to come to Chen Zheng's side and watch the three adults drink.

After three rounds of drinking, Wen Zhao looked at Chen Gong's head, there were already some gray hairs, but his heart suddenly felt sour.

Not only Chen Gong, but now Wen Zhao is thirty-three years old, and he is no longer young. The two strategists, like Jia Xu and Cheng Yu, are also very old.

Jia Xu is fifty-two years old, and Cheng Yu is fifty-eight years old, which is already an old man for people in the Han Dynasty.

Wen Zhao came to the Han Dynasty for more than ten years, but none of the powerful princes were destroyed. Thinking of this, Wen Zhao always felt a little panic and uneasiness about whether he could unify the world in his lifetime.

Having something in his heart, Wen Zhao directly threw away the cup and drank wine from jar to jar. Gradually, Wen Zhao finally got drunk.

I have to say that drinking alcohol can indeed make people forget their troubles, he laughed and talked about the general trend of the world with Gan Ning, Chen Gong and others, and his interest became very high.

As the sun sets, the sunset becomes more beautiful. Wen Zhao suddenly got up, picked up a wine jar, and read aloud in a drunken state:

"The rolling Yellow River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”