Prefect Tan could no longer hold back, "This is the Imperial Master and Marquis Xuanyi, why don't you kneel down!"
When the surrounding villagers heard this, including the head of the village, they all knelt on the ground.
Hu was stunned and subconsciously looked at the two people's faces.
Unexpectedly, she was shocked when she saw this. She pointed at Zhao Chengmo and said, "You, you are San'er?"
Zhao Hongcai and the other two immediately looked at Zhao Chengmo's face, and their expressions afterwards were as if they had seen a ghost, and they were scared out of their wits.
Bai Yiyuan suddenly collapsed to the ground, muttering, "Xuan Yi... Marquis, you actually... actually conferred the title of Marquis on him."
Gu Lingze ignored all this and walked past a few people to Zhao Chuantie's bed.
The smell became more pungent as he got closer, so he had to hold his breath.
After taking the pulse, Gu Lingze turned to Zhao Chengmo and shook his head.
Zhao Chuantie is already terminally ill and no medicine can cure him.
Even if he took the spiritual water, it would be just a drop in the bucket, just enough to keep the other person alive.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuantie slowly opened his eyes and recognized Gu Lingze at a glance.
"It's... you..."
Zhao Chuantie, who had been paralyzed for a long time, now regained consciousness, which meant there was only one possibility.
That is the last flicker of light.
Gu Lingze immediately called Zhao Chengmo over. This might be the last time they would see each other.
"San'er... San'er..."
Perhaps he himself felt that his life was coming to an end, and Zhao Chuantie burst into tears as he looked at Zhao Chengmo.
"I know that over the years, your mother and I were too partial to your elder and second brothers, causing you to suffer a lot of grievances."
"Dad... I know I was wrong." He grabbed Zhao Chengmo's wrist and a whistling sound came from his throat, like an old bellows.
"Dad is... dying soon, I just want to ask you, please take care of..."
When Hu, Zhao Hongcai and others saw this, their eyes lit up instantly, but Gu Lingze's face was as gloomy as water.
Zhao Chengmo is now in a high position with great power. If he fails to follow his own father's dying instructions, he will be criticized by people all over the world if the news gets out.
But Zhao Chuantie was already dying at this time, and he had to breathe for a long time after saying just two words.
Mrs. Hu was so anxious that she quickly squeezed over and said, "Dad, tell San'er what you want to say!"
"Yes, Dad, please tell me quickly!" Zhao Hongwen also shouted loudly.
Zhao Chuantie's turbid eyes looked at Hu and others one by one. There was only greed in their eyes, and no one looked sad.
He raised a hand tremblingly, "You...you..."
Gu Lingze looked at the last yang fire on Zhao Chuantie's body. The flame was getting smaller and smaller, and after he said this, it was completely extinguished.
Zhao Chuantie died with his eyes open, and never told Hu and others about his wishes until his death.
"Dad." Zhao Chengmo called out, but Zhao Chuantie didn't respond at all.
Gu Lingze looked at the two earth officials and pulled the ghost out of Zhao Chuantie's body.
Zhao Chuantie had just discovered that he was as light as a swallow and had no time to be happy before a chain was tied around his neck.
Gu Lingze saluted the two earth officials, and they nodded in response.
Only then did Zhao Chuantie truly realize that Gu Lingze had never been an ordinary person.
He opened his mouth to ask Gu Lingze for help, but the chain around his neck prevented him from making any sound. He was completely dragged away under the other party's cold gaze.
Gu Lingze stepped forward and gently placed his hand on Zhao Chengmo's shoulder. Only then did he realize that the other person was shaking all over.
Mrs. Hu immediately let out a loud cry, and her voice scared the surrounding villagers.
"His father, why did you leave before you even finished talking? How can I live like this?"
Zhao Chengmo looked at everything in front of him blankly and let Gu Lingze pull him out of the house.
When he came to his senses, the two were already standing at the place where they first met.
Gu Lingze pulled him and the two of them sat on the hillside.
After a long time, Zhao Chengmo slowly spoke.
"When I was a kid, I once asked them why they hated me so much." His low and hoarse voice made Gu Lingze feel distressed.
"But what's the point of asking? They only look at me with hatred."
"Even before he died, he only thought about using me."
Gu Lingze tightened the hand that was holding his and slowly leaned against him.
Zhao Chengmo thought that after saying this, he would be sad like he was when he was a child, but he found that he felt no emotion at all.
He raised his hand and held Gu Lingze in his arms, feeling the warmth brought to him by the person in his arms.
"Cheng Mo."
"Um."
"You have me."
"……good."
Gu Lingze took a silver note and gave it to the head of the village, asking him to help with the funeral arrangements.
The two of them only went to the mourning hall to burn incense on the first day of Zhao Chuantie's funeral, and then returned to Beiyong Prefecture with Prefect Tan.
On the third day of the burial, as soon as the two returned, they found that the Zhao family’s gate was surrounded by people.
I don't know who spread the news that the State Master and Marquis Xuanyi had returned to Donglin Village. As a result, all the important figures from the surrounding villages and counties came.
The yamen runners brought by Magistrate Tan took great pains to squeeze through a passage for the three people to enter.
The head of the village was so busy that he was extremely worried. When he turned around, he saw them and fell to his knees in panic.
"I bow to the three adults."
As the head of the village shouted, the crowd around him instantly quieted down, and then all of them knelt on the ground.
"I pay my respects to the Grand Master, the Marquis, and the Prefect."
Zhao Hongcai and a few others were counting Bai Lisui's silver ingots. When they heard the noise, they ran out in a row, calling Zhao Chengmo's name as they ran.
"Kneel down." Gu Lingze's icy voice was as cold as winter water and full of majesty.
The leader, Mr. Hu, was stunned for a moment and instinctively retreated.
But the flattery of the people in the past few days has clouded her mind. So what if he is the national teacher? He is still a member of their Zhao family.
"Since you've married my son, I'm your mother-in-law. You actually want me to kneel down to you?!"
After saying that, he still stiffened his neck and glared at him, as if he was not afraid of his aura at all.
"Heh." Gu Lingze's cold laugh instantly sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.
The five fingers of his hands behind his back instantly opened, and five small black shadows fell to the ground and immediately ran towards the direction of the Hu people.
There were five consecutive "bang" sounds, and all the Zhao family members knelt on the ground, unable to move or speak.
There was a gasp from the crowd, and many people subconsciously looked at Xuan Yi Hou's expression.
But Zhao Chengmo turned a blind eye to what was happening in front of him. He turned around and helped the headman up, saying, "Thank you."
The village head Lian Dao didn't dare to do it, and quickly called out the eight people who had been selected before.
These men looked like honest workers. When the head of the village called them, they immediately went outside the door and brought in a few long wooden bars without saying a word.
Then, at the signal of the village chief, they went straight into the mourning hall and carried out the coffin soon.
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