In the past five years, this is the fourth time that Chongcheng has been transformed into a white city. Not only because of the snow, but also because every household once again wore hemp and mourned. There were cries in the city, and countless people braved the heavy snow to go to the gate of the Hou Mansion. I would like to express my condolences to Chonghou.
They had experienced the pain of the Battle of Fengyang, they had also experienced the tragedy of Yancheng, and even the Battle of Jizhou, which almost destroyed the country and destroyed their family, they had survived forcefully, but now, the piece of land above them protected Chongcheng. The Chonghou who had been in power for twenty years fell, and the people of Chongcheng were in a state of despair.
The eldest son who was sent to Binzhou and sent back by Ji Chang, no one would think that he could bring revival and glory to Chongcheng. Even from a distance, Chong Yingbiao's reputation as a playboy and evil name was well known among the public. There are also many rumors that the death of Chonghou was closely related to Chong Yingbiao. Perhaps he died because of the disaster caused by this playboy.
Chonghou's coffin has been parked for nine days. Fortunately, it is snowing heavily now, otherwise the guardian of northern Xinjiang would inevitably experience an embarrassing change after his death.
"Mei Wu, my father is dead and I am the new Beibeihou. Do you dare to disobey me? Do you want to rebel?"
Chong Yingbiao, who was sent back to Chongcheng by Xiqi Li, was not only intact, but the considerate Xibohou also cured his injuries, put on the most decent clothes, and asked Baoping to bring 3,000 Zhou soldiers to build his momentum. Fight for the position of Chonghou.
In Ji Chang's view, Chong Yingbiao is the best successor to Chonghou. With such a person, the future of Northern Xinjiang will be bright.
And Chong Yingbiao also lived up to the expectations of Zhou Guozhendian General Baoping. As soon as Pu entered the city, he went straight to the Marquis Mansion, hoping to get the Chongguo military talisman and Chonghou's seal from the hands of Mei Wu, the general manager of Chongcheng.
Mei Wu was too lazy to talk to Chong Yingbiao, but looked at the other members of the Mei clan and asked in a deep voice.
"Have you not found the second master yet?"
"Manager, the second master seems to have disappeared from the world, and there is no news. I don't know where to send this letter!"
"well!"
Originally, Mei Wu, as a retainer of the You Chong family, should not complain about his master's family, but he really had a headache. He didn't understand why the huge You Chong family, which was also a big family that had reached the top of the Xia Dynasty in the Xia Dynasty, was now not only the leader of the family, Ding withered, the descendants of this generation and the next generation are all so irresponsible.
Chong Yingbiao was too lazy to comment. Although he was not present at the time, he could infer the beginning and end of Chonghou's vomiting of blood. Chonghou's body was not very agile. If it weren't for this stupid young master who did things regardless of the consequences, Chonghou would have Hou was not so angry that his body, which had been slowly recovering, collapsed in an instant.
Not to mention the second master Chong Heihu. In the early years, he said that he wanted to seek immortality and ask questions. He left his eldest brother alone to support this mess that was difficult to deal with. Northern Xinjiang was robbed several times and he did not come back. I don’t know why. He didn't die outside.
If he's dead, that's it. If he's still alive, he's really nothing. He only cares about his own happiness and doesn't care about his family at all.
When a prince dies, there is a complete set of funeral rituals. In addition to the ritual vessels and sacrificial vessels that prove his noble status, he also needs a person of sufficient status to be buried.
Chonghou's first wife died early, and even if she was still alive, it would not be her turn to be buried. There were only three types of people who could be buried, namely, female family members, elite soldiers and slaves.
Mei Wu had already prepared the necessary items for the ceremony. The soldiers were selected from Chonghou’s old army as veterans who volunteered to be buried. There were only seventeen of them, but they were in accordance with the rules that Chonghou had already set. Northern Xinjiang There is a shortage of people everywhere, and there is no need to die in a big way after death. Except for women and servants, soldiers and soldiers are all on their own initiative.
But now the funeral has not been able to start, and it is waiting for the person to officiate. In Mei Wu's heart, Chonghou is a wise and powerful ruler of the country, a noble prince, and the eldest son Chong Yingbiao is not worthy of his father's officiant. position, Chongguo's great wizard is not worthy of this position.
He has to wait for the king, or Uncle Meng Ji, or the Grand Master to come back. In his opinion, these three people are the only ones in the world who can preside over the Chonghou priest who has been loyal to him all his life. The messenger has been sent, but he doesn't know when they will come.
Listening to Chong Yingbiao's noise, Mei Wu didn't know how long he could hold on.
"Uncle Tan Tai is here!"
There was a call from the waiter outside the door, and Mei Wu hurriedly went out to greet him. Baoping rolled his eyes when he saw Chong Yingbiao, who was still angry. He stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. He pursed his lips and gestured to Chong Ying several times. Biaocai finally came to his senses and hurriedly ran out to pay homage to the princes of Northern Xinjiang who came to see him.
The road was blocked by heavy snow, so these people didn't have to come. If they could come, they would be polite and express their respect for Chonghou.
But Tantai Yu, who had just succeeded to the throne less than a year ago, felt a little heavy in his heart when he saw Chong Yingbiao fighting with Mei Wu. It was hard for him to imagine that his future master would be such a thing, so in Chong Yingbiao he After Hou Lingqian bowed, he retreated from the stage and said nothing.
Some people don't agree with it, and some are burning cold stoves. There are no filial sons in front of the sickbed. The princes in front of the mourning hall are divided into two types. One type is silent like Tantai Yu, quietly watching Chong Yingbiao jumping up and down in front of Baoping. The other type of people is those who accompany Chong Yingbiao to flatter each other and try to get something from Chong Yingbiao.
Just when Tantai Yu was a little impatient and was wondering if he should take a chance to say goodbye, cheers erupted in the city.
Everyone came out of the mourning hall one after another and braved the heavy snow to go out to watch as they met.
I saw a jade unicorn flying slowly from the sky on white clouds. The person on it was Meng Chang, who was born in Chongcheng and was now the lord of Meng Ji.
"Uncle Meng Ji is here. Yes, we still have Uncle Meng Ji. He can continue to protect us."
"Uncle Meng Ji, please accept Marquis Chong's invitation and join us as the Chong clan. We are willing to serve you as our master!"
The cheers of the people and nobles in the city were deafening, and the expressions of dozens of princes at the scene changed drastically. They did not expect that Meng Chang would have such a loud voice in Chongguo. Some people were happy, while others were afraid.
Chong Yingbiao looked a little embarrassed. The one he was busy with in Chongcheng was still the eldest son. Instead of cheering him, they actually cheered an outsider. Chong Yingbiao wished he could go out with his war spear and stab these 'unruly people' a few times. A hole to let them know who is the real lord of Northern Xinjiang.
Baoping pulled Chong Yingbiao's sleeve and handed over a small bamboo tube in a vague way. In Chong Yingbiao's puzzled eyes, Baoping felt helpless and had to pull him to a deserted place and whisper instructions in a low voice.
After hearing this, Chong Yingbiao looked ecstatic. He immediately took the bamboo tube and walked to the inner courtyard as if he had found a treasure. After a while, he came out with a pot of warm wine and mingled among the princes looking at the sky.
The jade unicorn slowly landed in the front yard of the prince's mansion, and the princes remained silent. They didn't know how to face this young man who had become famous in northern Xinjiang in recent years and had risen rapidly.
Even Tantai Yu felt that Meng Chang's rise was so fast that it was unbelievable.
He still remembered that he had patted Meng Chang on the shoulder by the Danshui River in the past. He said that he was very optimistic about him. He also hinted countless times that if Meng Chang came to Tantai Port to develop, he would definitely make him a great general.
Now that he thinks of these past events, Tantai Yu feels ashamed on his face. Fortunately, Meng Chang didn't come, otherwise he, Tantai Yu, would have left the pearl covered in dust. The small Tantai Port cannot accommodate this new saint of Meng Ji. .
After thinking about this, Tantaiyu took the lead when Mengchang landed, smiled, opened his arms and walked forward.
"We haven't seen each other for many years. Uncle Meng Ji is now the hope of rejuvenation in Northern Xinjiang and the leader of the Meng Ji Kingdom. I wonder if Uncle Meng Ji still recognizes his old friend?"
Meng Chang responded with a smile. After handing over Xiao Nezha and Ji Youyu to Wei Hu behind him, he immediately gave Tantai Yu a big hug.
"How dare I forget that Uncle Tan Tai took great care of me in the past? Meng Chang will always remember it in his heart and will always be grateful for your gift of the sword."
The smile on Tantaiyu's face became even brighter. This boy was a young and emotional person. He was indeed right at that time.
Seeing that the two were chatting happily, they all came forward to say hello to Meng Chang. Even the princes who had previously pursued Chong Ying Biao worked harder to fawn over Meng Chang.
Mengchang did not look down on them. Many of these people seemed to be flattering, but they were all for their own territory. As the most powerful prince in northern Xinjiang, if they did not come to curry favor, Mengchang would worry about whether they He had evil intentions and wanted to learn some exciting new tricks from Ping Linghou.
"Everyone, please forgive me. Meng Chang wants to go see Chonghou first. Please talk about old things later. I'm sorry!"
Everyone expressed their understanding and saw Meng Chang go directly into the back room and run towards the coffin.
Before the coffin was closed, the old man in front of him was as skinny as a coffin, his gray hair was combed meticulously, and he was lying in the coffin with a wrinkled face. Meng Chang's nose felt sour, he closed his eyes and raised his head, unable to recover for a long time.
She asked him to wait, but after all, he couldn't wait any longer.
Ji Youyu had already been told the truth on the way. At this time, the little girl burst into tears. She placed the dried fish she brought back in front of the coffin and kept wiping her tears.
Mei Wu, who had been holding back his strength, finally couldn't bear it anymore and shed tears: "Uncle Meng Ji, Marquis Chong, he has been waiting for you, he has always been here."
"well!"
At this time, the mourning hall had a sad atmosphere. It was not like being in a vanity fair before, which made people feel depressed.
"Why wasn't it buried?"
"Mei Wu and Chonghou are waiting for you to come back. If there is no noble person to preside over the ceremony, Mei Wu does not want the prince to be buried in the hands of villains."
Chong Yingbiao looked at the Chongcheng general manager who had disobeyed him several times, with murderous intent rising in his heart. Sure enough, he couldn't get this Chongcheng general manager with his elbows turned outwards. He actually dared to look down on him.
Chong Yingbiao immediately came forward with a warm wine and smiled, poured out a glass of wine, and said with a flattering smile: "I have heard of Uncle Meng Ji's name for a long time, and today I saw that he is indeed a talented person. He is a dragon and a phoenix among people. Biao already admires him in his heart." It's been a long time, but I'm not very happy. I have a glass of thin wine to express my respect, and I hope Uncle Meng Ji will accept it."
Everyone looked at Chong Yingbiao with strange expressions and felt a little surprised in their hearts. This man was really a bit stubborn. Everyone knew Chong Yingbiao's heart. You ran to the mourning hall with a jue of wine and asked Uncle Meng Ji to drink it. You are a fool. We all know there is something wrong with the wine.
So everyone looked at General Baoping of Zhou who was supporting him behind him. Baoping also covered his face with a shameless expression and subconsciously took a few steps back for fear of being associated with Chong Yingbiao.
I saw Meng Chang taking the wine, first smelled it with his nose, and then let out a chuckle. Under Chong Yingbiao's expectant eyes, he drank the wine with a rumbling sound.
Mei Wu and Tantai Yu were shocked and immediately stepped forward to inquire.
"Uncle Meng Ji, this wine... I'm afraid there's something wrong with it. How could you be so Meng Lang?"
Meng Chang exhaled a breath of hot breath, indicating that it was okay, looked at Chong Yingbiao seriously and said with a smile: "This wine is very beautiful, don't use poison next time, the bitter taste affects the rich aroma of the wine, even if you use poison next time, Why don't you switch to a sweet poison, which will be easier to swallow."
It's fine if others don't know, but Meng Chang knows it in his heart. How can a small glass of poisonous wine knock down a body that is invulnerable to all poisons?
Chong Yingbiao's mouth opened wide, the wine bottle slipped from his hand, and he fell to the ground. He was stunned on the spot for a moment and was at a loss.
"Okay, if you have had enough trouble, go back to the house quickly, so that everyone will not continue to watch Mr. Hou's jokes. We are all decent people. If you don't want to be decent, I can ask Mei Wu to help you be decent."
"Are you going to kill me?"
"Kill you? If I don't kill you, how can I let the Chong family die? I suggest you marry more and have more children, so that you can be considered worthy of the ancestors of the Chong family."
Baoping saw that the situation was not good, and immediately stepped forward. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Wei Hu, who was holding the magic pestle, looking at him with a smile. The weapon in his hand glowed golden and seemed to contain endless power. Baoping swallowed and stepped back wisely, looking at Wei Hu with fear.
"Go back to the house quickly. When Marquis Chong is buried later, I will ask you to come out and watch the ceremony. Now, don't disturb us to discuss funeral matters."
"Ying Biao, be obedient. I'm very irritable right now. You must never force me to do something bad at this time."
(End of chapter)
