Chapter 723: A Family of Loyal and Brave Men
"father!"
"My Lord Duke..." Crying sounds suddenly broke out, and everyone knelt on the ground to see the old man off for the last time.
Rong Che's hands and feet were cold, his heart was empty, and he stared at his father blankly.
"Dad..." The man who never shed a tear while fighting on the battlefield only shed tears for three people in his life.
For the missed Yunniang.
For Shanshan, whom I wanted to strangle to death countless times.
For my deceased father.
He felt numb all over. Yunniang immediately stood up, wiped her tears and walked out the door.
Soon, under her leadership, the entire Duke Zhenguo Mansion was up and running.
Those who reported the death reported the death, those who needed to change into funeral clothes changed into funeral clothes, maids and servants changed into mourning clothes one after another, and white banners were hung in the mansion.
Rong Che changed his clothes and went to the palace to report the death overnight.
Shanshan was in a daze as if he had lost his soul. He suddenly clenched his fists, as if this was the only way to hold on to the remaining body warmth of his grandfather.
Lu Chaochao took him to the corner and made him kneel down to avoid getting in the way.
Lu Chaochao didn't cry, but felt relieved instead.
Being able to shed tears for the seven emotions and six desires is a good thing for Shanshan. Well, it’s a happy event.
If you remain indifferent to your grandfather, things will be serious.
However, what surprised Lu Chaochao was that her family was afraid that the old man would worry, so they did not reveal any information to the Duke of Zhenguo. The Duke of Zhenguo actually discovered something unusual about Shanshan.
Think about it, the old man has fought on the battlefield for many years and has a pair of sharp eyes, so nothing should be hidden from him.
"Shanshan, isn't the life of a mortal very short?"
Shanshan pursed her lips and watched everyone changing the old man's clothes and shoes.
The old man's originally rosy cheeks turned pale and bloodless.
"Hmm," Shanshan said in a muffled voice.
He understood that the old man's last breath was waiting for him.
He watched helplessly as he swallowed the breath.
"Then what should you do?" Shouldn't you cherish every living being in the world more? Lu Chaochao looked at him with burning eyes.
Shanshan bit her lip and said, "Can you turn grandfather into a walking corpse?"
"I know a magic that can transform a corpse into a walking corpse..."
"When the time comes, when our grandparents, father and mother die, we can turn them all into mummies and seal their souls inside, how about that?" The little guy spoke hesitantly, but he seemed to think it was a good idea.
I was excited to start.
There was a moment of surprise on Lu Chaozhao's face.
Upon hearing this, he jumped up and slapped him in the face.
“Okay, okay, I’ll take care of your whole family!!!” Ahhh, I knew that the evil spirit has a different brain! !
In the corner.
There was a terrifying cry.
As soon as Rong Che stepped into the door after reporting the death, he heard Shan Shan's heart-wrenching cry. The originally sad mood improved a little.
"This child is teachable. Fortunately, there is hope for him." Rong Che sighed.
The Duke of Zhenguo went to the battlefield when he was only sixteen years old. He only retired after he was seriously injured that year and was sent back to the capital with only one breath left.
After returning, he barely survived and one of his legs was slightly lame. Although it was not noticeable, he was unable to fight.
The old man spent his entire life protecting Beizhao, and his son is also the patron saint of Beizhao.
In the hearts of the people of Beizhao, the word "tolerance" carries great weight.
Knowing that the Duke had passed away, a long line formed in front of the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion early on.
"The Duke has served the country and the people. We are protected by him, so we must kowtow to him."
"Let's give the old man a ride."
The old lady wiped her tears and nodded. In just a few days, she had lost most of her energy and spirit.
People came in an endless stream to pay their respects.
All the court officials were present.
Everyone in the court knew the character of the Duke of Zhenguo and admired him.
When Emperor Xuanping learned that Duke Zhenguo had passed away, he sighed deeply while standing in the imperial study and said, "Leave the palace and see the Duke off."
The queen also followed behind in plain clothes, her eyes were red and her face was haggard.
She was a palace concubine. After seeing the old man for the last time that day, she hurried back to the palace.
Fortunately, His Majesty sympathized with the old minister and knew what she was thinking, so he took her there specially.
The Rong family mansion was filled with solemnity, as everyone was shrouded in sadness and unable to extricate themselves.
Shanshan's eyes were swollen from crying. When everyone saw him, they all praised him: "What a filial son! If the old man is still alive, he should rest in peace."
Shanshan touched her face and found the slap marks from her sister really hurt.
"Grandma, grandma, stop crying..." Lu Chaochao hurriedly used a handkerchief to wipe the old lady's tears.
The old lady held Chaochao in her arms, her cloudy eyes filled with sadness.
"Grandma is useless and not as sensible as Chaochao. I'm sorry to have made Chaochao worry..." The old lady's voice was hoarse, as if filled with endless sorrow.
"Everyone in the Rong family ends up dying on the battlefield. He is lucky." The old lady teased with a smile, but her heart was filled with bitterness.
"When I got married, there were only him and the old housekeeper who swept the floor in the huge Rong Mansion."
"All the men in the Rong family died on the battlefield."
The old lady smiled and sighed.
"My marriage to him was arranged by your great-grandfather. At that time, he had six sons, five of whom died in battle. Your grandfather was the only son left."
"I was originally the legitimate daughter of a civil official. He wanted to marry a woman from a civil official to change the fate of the Rong family's descendants from following the military path."
"Who would have thought... well... not long after the marriage was arranged, Taizu went to war and died on the battlefield. He was the only one left in the huge mansion. He was still young at the time, and the mansion gradually fell into decline."
"He alone is responsible for supporting the Rong family and making ends meet."
Lu Chaochao lay in the old lady's arms: "At that time, you must have faced many difficulties if you married him, right?"
The whole family died in the war, leaving only the young Duke Zhenguo and the old housekeeper, and no one was willing to marry their daughter to them.
The old lady pursed her lips and nodded: "Chao Chao is really smart."
Yes, no one is willing to marry their daughter there.
She has been spoiled since childhood and has never suffered any hardship or fatigue. Naturally, her family didn't want her to marry there and suffer. At that time, the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was no longer what it used to be.
Just like a small boat sailing in the sea, it may sink at any time if it encounters huge waves.
She was grateful for the loyalty and bravery of the entire Zhenguo Mansion. All her sons had died in the battle. How could she be willing to be a treacherous person?
Wouldn't that mean you will be condemned by thousands of people and despised by the world?
She couldn't get over it, so she resolutely entered the Rong family with a generous dowry.
On the day of their wedding, they only had time to worship heaven and earth and all the Rong family ancestors who died in the battle. Before the marriage was consummated, news came that Dong Ling had breached the border and the entire city had been lost.
The barbarians from Dongling burned, killed, looted, and even massacred the city.
The sixteen-year-old husband, wearing a bright red wedding dress, kowtowed to her with tears in his eyes, saying sorry, sorry, sorry.
'I promised my father, I promised all the martyrs of the Rong family, and I promised you that I would preserve the last bloodline of the Rong family. But I...'
'I'll have to break my promise eventually. '
Yes, all of the old ancestor’s sons went to the battlefield, and only the youngest one was detained to preserve the bloodline.
But he is a member of the Rong family at heart.
How could he bear it if the city gate was lost?
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