Qin Feng sat on the stone bench without saying a word, thinking a lot in his mind.
From the beginning, Li Lang went to Kyoto to attack him.
Then we go to Changping County to rectify the famine together...
No fight, no acquaintance...
They meet, get to know each other, and get to know each other until they become brothers who share life and death.
Qin Feng had promised Li Lang that he would help his family clear the "unfounded" charges and restore the family's glory.
Qin Feng has been working hard in this direction and doing his best to fulfill his promise.
However, no matter whether this day will happen or not, Li Lang will never see it again.
Liu Hongyan and the other girls returned to the back house in a hurry, finally escaping the hot gazes of the people.
He was preparing to have a good chat with Qin Feng.
But he found Qin Feng sitting on the stone bench, his face became more and more ferocious, and his fists were clenched, loosened and clenched again.
It wasn't until Mrs. Qin Cheng winked that they understood what happened and backed away knowingly.
I don't know how long it took before Qin Feng finally stood up slowly.
Still without saying a word, he walked towards the county government office.
When the people gathered around the county government office saw Qin Feng coming out, they became excited again.
Countless words of praise came to Qin Feng from all directions.
But Qin Feng has no intention of nostalgia.
Just like that, he walked through the bustling crowd and walked silently in the direction of Wang Ming's house.
Lin Quqi understood something instantly and asked the Yamen to disperse the gathered people.
Normally, everyone should be happy on this happy day. Even if there is bad news, it should be left to tomorrow.
However, Qin Feng could not enjoy the glory alone, but left Ming Wang's family to bear the sorrow alone.
As if to avoid disturbing the joy of Qin Feng's triumph, the residence where Prince Ming lived was extremely low-key.
There is only a small white lantern hanging next to the door, suggesting that white things are going on at home.
When Qin Feng plucked up the courage and pushed open the courtyard door, Qin Feng, who had never shed a tear even after going through the test of blood and fire, could no longer hold on.
Tears kept rolling in his eyes.
The courtyard looked extremely deserted, with a few white flags hanging in the courtyard.
In the main room, there was a solitary coffin with the lid open. In front of it was a memorial tablet with the inscription: Son of Prince Ming of Daliang, he was appointed as Li Lang, a man from Fuyun County.
As a dragon son, the blood of the royal family flows through his body, but until he died fighting for his country, Li Lang was just a small county boy.
King Ming and Li Zhang were sitting on the west side of the hall, wearing mourning clothes and white cloth ribbons on their heads.
The once tough and brave King Ming seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant.
Li Zhang's arrogance had also disappeared. He sat on the ground silently and numbly, staring blankly at the paper money burning in the brazier.
Qin Feng walked to the main room step by step with heavy steps.
It was not until recently that King Ming and Li Zhang realized that Qin Feng was coming.
Before the father and son could speak, Qin Feng knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times to the spiritual throne.
Qin Feng did not get up in a hurry, but knelt in front of the memorial tablet and stared at the coffin.
According to Qin Cheng, Li Lang had been dead for half a month.
Even though it was autumn and the weather was getting cooler, the body had already decomposed after so long.
However, the coffin was obviously not covered, but Qin Feng couldn't smell any strange smell.
It means that Li Lang is not in the coffin at all.
On the bloody battlefield, not everyone can be wrapped in horse leather.
The vast majority of those who died in the battle were left with no bones to return.
Qin Feng suddenly clenched his fists, his face turned pale, and he slowly turned to look at King Ming.
"Who is the one who cleans the battlefield?"
Feeling the anger in Qin Feng's eyes, King Ming's cold heart finally felt warm.
Of course King Ming understood what Qin Feng meant by asking.
He immediately smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"The place where Langer died in the battle was a ten-mile long corridor. The land was already low-lying, and the corpses were piled up together. Over time, they became a mess."
"I can't identify Lang'er's body at all, and I can't blame the general who dealt with the aftermath."
Hearing this, Qin Feng stood up and looked inside the coffin.
There was a set of black armor inside. Qin Feng recognized it at a glance. This set of black armor was produced by Tianji Camp.
"Since the body is missing, why did the clothes come back?"
King Ming smiled bitterly: "The armor Lang'er wears in battle is not this black armor, but ordinary heavy armor.
"Lang'er once said that when my family is cleansed of all their glory and returns to the royal temple, I will wear this black armor and return to my hometown with honor.
"He wants to tell everyone that our family is loyal and courageous. This set of black armor is the ironclad proof of guarding the northern border."
Qin Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
After a long time, when he opened his eyes again, the tears in his eyes had evaporated. Just as he was about to turn around, his feet fell into the air and his body swayed.
He quickly held on to the coffin so he didn't fall.
Perhaps it was this trip that completely broke Qin Feng's psychological defense.
Qin Feng's face gradually turned pale, and he felt dizzy.
"Li Lang, you bitch, why didn't you wait for me to come back!"
"Didn't we agree that we would witness your family's return to the royal ancestral hall together!"
Qin Feng punched the coffin, turned around suddenly, gritted his teeth, and roared hysterically.
"Where is Ning Hu! Where is Xu Mo! Where is Zhao Yulong!"
"Count the troops and horses. All officers and men are wearing armor!"
Qin Feng rushed towards the outside of the courtyard, shouting as he rushed.
"I want to kill all the Beidi barbarians! I will use Chen Si's blood to honor Li Lang!"
Just when Qin Feng was about to rush out of the courtyard, he was grabbed by someone.
It was none other than the crown prince Li Zhang.
Without saying a word, Li Zhang punched Qin Feng in the face, gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Calm down! The northern border of Daliang is devastated, and the soldiers in Beixi County are even more exhausted mentally and physically."
"In your anger, you will only let the soldiers die in vain!"
Qin Feng looked at Li Zhang coldly: "Li Lang is dead!
"I died fighting for Daliang and for Beixi County. If I don't avenge him, I, Qin Feng, will be in vain!"
Qin Feng raised his hand and pointed at the spiritual place: "The tomb of Li Lang, a man from Fuyun County?
"Shame, shame, shame!
"Li Lang is a bloodline of the Li family. He sacrificed his life for the country, but in the end he only received the title of county boy?
"I, Qin Feng, am not willing to give in!"
The man from Fuyun County was deliberately done by Emperor Liang in order to humiliate Prince Ming's family.
This has always been a pain for Prince Ming's family, but they just don't want to tell outsiders.
Now that Qin Feng had directly touched the sore spot, Prince Ming and Li Zhang not only did not hold any grudges, but were filled with gratitude.
Perhaps Qin Feng is the only one in the world who would be so angry for the dignity of Prince Ming's family.
Li Zhang's face was full of bitterness, but his tone was much softer.
"Brother Qin, if you really want to avenge my brother, you must recuperate and strengthen your troops."
"With Beixi County's current strength, it is absolutely impossible to experience another war."
Prince Ming stood up slowly and looked at Qin Feng's expression: "Feng'er, Lang'er has a brother of the opposite sex like you. If Quanxia knew about it, he would definitely be happy..."
