The villagers of Datian Village never thought that their village would one day be visited by so many people who could reach the sky.
I saw only streams of light surging in the sky, coming one after another, and then falling in front of the village ancestral hall, revealing a human figure with sad expressions on each face.
These people are all powerful and have come from thousands of miles away.
Today's county magistrate is just standing there with his hands bowed, urging his subordinates to help organize things in the ancestral hall.
Because now there is a respected old man in the ancestral hall of this village.
And they came to express their condolences, all because of Mr. Huangfu.
Only in the past few days did they know that Huangfu Fengming was a first-class scholar in the Wen Dynasty.
In the past, the son of an Orion actually made his mark in the world and even had a top disciple.
This village is shrouded in a special atmosphere, and in the ancestral hall, Song Mu is already wearing hemp and wearing filial piety in accordance with the standards of his descendants, observing filial piety for Tao Fengming.
At this moment, someone was talking to Song Mu next to him, and Song Mu was holding his hand with great respect.
"Grandpa, now I have made a decision on this matter, but I can't worry about Qingqing and my two children. I'm going to Jinling now. After that, I want to..."
Song Mu and Gu Chengxiu said this, and then looked at the coffin next to them, their faces even more moved.
"Teacher, there are still many wishes that have not been fulfilled, but I am going to try boldly no matter what."
When Gu Chengxiu heard Song Mu's words, he stroked his beard and nodded silently, but then spoke to Song Mu again.
"Jing Zhao, although this matter is decided by you, it's just that Mr. Huangfu has left. From now on, the only one you can rely on is yourself."
Song Mu also had a serious look on his face when he heard this, but he still nodded.
"Although your realm has been improved now, the demon will regard you as a thorn in its side, but you have to be more careful. You don't have to worry about Qingqing and the two babies. I will be happy to help you take care of them in the future."
Song Mu just bowed and held his hands in silence. Looking at the field at this moment, he saw two people walking towards the ancestral hall in a hurry. As soon as they stepped into the ancestral hall, they started to tremble.
"Brother Huangfu, how can we be so separated forever!"
Everyone in the ancestral hall looked over when they heard the sound. Song Mu had also stood up. When he saw Sun Qinghe and Shen Tiancai, he also stood up and saluted.
Both of them looked sad at the moment and walked forward in a hurry. When they saw the coffin, they couldn't help but pause, and their tone immediately became a little frustrated.
After taking another look at the face in the coffin, Sun Qinghe immediately wiped his eyes, clenched his fist and said.
"Lan Xian is a great Confucian, but the way of heaven is unfair. God has no eyes!"
Sun Qinghe spoke loudly, seemingly not hiding his sadness and anger at the moment. Even though the people around him heard what he meant, they just kept talking to themselves.
Some people around him were also infected by this emotion. It seemed that they ended up sighing heavily and shaking their heads silently.
These people are all old friends of Tao Fengming. They came from all over the Wen Dynasty and came here to express their condolences to Tao Fengming.
Tao Fengming's life was full of twists and turns, but it was also magnificent.
However, such an outstanding person died in the end, causing many people to sigh and feel that there is so much injustice in this world.
Song Mu also bowed next to him and said a few words to Sun Qinghe. He also sat on one side and asked Song Mu how Tao Fengming was doing before.
Not long after, someone came to the ancestral hall again, and at this moment, it attracted many people's attention. The person who came was a member of the Li Du Shi Sect. He also came in to worship and chat with Song Mu.
In just a moment, many Jinshi, Hanlin and literati had gathered in this ancestral hall. This situation can be regarded as Tao Fengming's glory.
It's just that Song Mu's expression is still a little depressed, and he feels that there is still something missing.
After a while, someone else arrived outside.
When the visitor stepped into the ancestral hall, many people looked at him.
Because the person who came turned out to be Tao Sheng, and behind Tao Sheng, there was an old man following him. This man had an immortal spirit, but the aura on his body at the moment was elusive.
This couldn't help but make everyone raise their eyes. At this moment, they seemed to be guessing what this person's cultivation level was, and felt that he had reached some terrifying state.
Tao Sheng, who was wearing a suit of armor, couldn't exchange for money at this moment, and the strength in his body suddenly surged out. This time he raised his hands to the surroundings and bowed to Tao Fengming's coffin.
Seeing Song Mu, Tao Sheng also bowed his hands towards Song Mu, and then asked in a deep voice.
"Song Zhuangyuan, when Lan Xian left, was he in great pain?"
Song Mu shook his head and said softly.
"The teacher left peacefully. In this way, it may be considered that he died without any illness."
After saying this, Tao Sheng also fell into silence at the moment, seeming to accept this statement, but then he showed a bit of loneliness, and finally turned into a long sigh and slowly retreated.
The old man behind him expressed his condolences and now came forward to bow hands with Song Mu.
"I am Tao Lingdong, the elder of the Tao Shi Sect, the champion of the Song Dynasty, whom I have admired for a long time."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was suddenly startled, and everyone was on pins and needles at this moment.
Because this name is like thunder in the ears. On the battlefield of the Demon Kingdom, the great scholar of the Tao Poetry Sect who frequently used "Peach Blossom Spring" was named Tao Lingdong.
At this moment, Song Mu calmly handed over his hands and thanked the elder for coming in person.
Song Mu had no so-called feelings for Tao Shizong. Perhaps they came here because of Tao Fengming's past status.
Tao Lingdong looked at Song Mu and said harmoniously.
"The poems of the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty are world-class. Lan Xian is very pleased to have a disciple like you."
Song Mu just said a few complimentary words towards the other party, but the other party looked at Song Mu at this time and said softly.
"Lan Xian, the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty, is a disciple of my poetry sect after all. I wonder if the number one scholar is willing to let Lan Xian bury his bones in the place of my poetry sect?"
After saying this, everyone around them looked over one after another, with some surprise on their faces. They all knew Tao Fengming's identity more or less, but at this moment, they saw the Tao family's half-sage actually facing Song Mu. There was an olive branch, and there were many speculations for a while.
Song Mu just looked at the other person at the moment, and after a while, he slowly exhaled, cupped his hands and said.
"Song Mu didn't dare to make a choice for his mentor, but his mentor once said that he would return to his roots and be buried with his wife in the future, but he is sorry."
Hearing this, Tao Lingdong's face showed some hesitation, but then he blinked slightly and nodded with a smile.
Many people think that this moment is a little unclear, but they also feel that it is so appropriate.
At this time, a team came slowly outside, and then a voice sounded.
"The imperial edict has arrived!"
The long voice came, and everyone in the ancestral hall suddenly turned their heads and looked outside the door.
A group of people came towards the ancestral hall. They looked at everyone bowing and bowing their hands, and then the old man walking in front slowly opened the scroll.
"Holy Oracle!"
"I love you, Huangfu Fengming, a good minister of the Wen Dynasty, who has supported the country of two generations of kings..."
"...I am extremely heartbroken, and hereby confer Huangfu Fengming the title of Duke of Nanyang, with the posthumous title of Wenzhong!"
The voice spread slowly, and Song Mu's expression suddenly became sad when he heard these words. He immediately knelt down heavily and thanked the Holy Grace.
Such glory after death can be regarded as Tao Fengming's name being rectified, and his name will be remembered forever.
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