Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 705 I can do it myself!

  The people in the entire capital, with mixed feelings, sent away the most prestigious general for hundreds of years.

In fact, 40 years ago, Ye Sheng was not a standout. The Pingnan Hou Li Zhijie was also very remarkable. It was just because the national strength of Jin at that time was better than that of Nanshu. It is far less conspicuous than Ye Guogong's victory over the strong.

This is the first time that the imperial court has ordered white flags to bid farewell to anyone other than the royal family. Even after the three-day period stipulated by the imperial court, seven or eight adults in the capital still did not take them off, which seemed a little strange to them. Lucky white flags.

   In the words of today's Shangshu Zuo Pushe Chen Fang, it was Duke Ye Guo who single-handedly brought fifty years of prosperity to the Jin Dynasty.

   All the people of Dajin who live in this prosperous world should have some respect for Ye Guogong.

  Three days have passed, and the funeral ceremony is almost done. Ye Lin and Ye Mao’s uncle and nephew will **** the old man’s remains from Beijing and return to Ningling’s hometown for burial.

   On the side of the capital, the imperial court also invited a painter to paint a portrait of the old man, and then someone from the ancestral mansion came forward and invited him into the Taimiao Temple, where it was hung in the West Side Hall, which is dedicated to the hero.

  The Dajin Ji family founded the country more than 100 years ago. The east side hall, which is dedicated to the royal family, was overcrowded, but there were not many people in the west side hall. Ye Sheng was the eighth person qualified to enter the west side hall.

   Entering this side hall means that the incense of the heavenly family has been received from generation to generation, and the blood of the royal family is endless, and the incense here will not be broken. This is a great honor for the courtiers.

   It is worth mentioning that among the seven people in front of Ye Sheng, five civil servants, two generals, and these two generals are all caste.

   And Chen Guogong, Ye Sheng, was the only one of the eight who was born with mud legs, and he was also the one who made the most of the credit.

   If nothing else, the ninth important minister in this side hall should be the current Marquis of Jing'an, the Prince Taibao Li Changan.

   After all, when Li Shen died in Zhaoling, Emperor Taikang himself said that he wanted Li Xin to be buried with the emperor's mausoleum and to enjoy the imperial temple.

   Of course, whether the Marquis of Jingan is willing or not is another matter.

After the portrait of Ye Sheng was brought into the Taimiao Temple, the uncles and nephews of the head of the Ye family also all left Beijing. The funeral was also over. The Marquis of Jing'an, who had been busy at the Ye family for several days, finally returned to his home. Only then did he change the filial attire that he had been wearing for several days, and went home to take a good bath.

   After taking a bath, Li Xin went back to the backyard to have a chat with the eldest princess, and hugged the children for a while. Finally, the tiredness that had not rested for several days finally came out. Li Xin lay on the bed and fell asleep.

   By the time he opened his eyes, it was already the middle of the moon.

   In the room, Xiao Ahan and Li Ping were both carried by the servants and slept in other places. Her Royal Highness the Princess was lying quietly beside Li Xin and slept very sweetly.

   In the past few days, Li Xin never came back from Ye's house, and she often went to Ye's house to follow her, so she was a little tired now.

   Li Xin was lying on the bed, unable to fall back asleep with his eyes closed, he sighed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room.

   It was mid-May, and the weather had almost entered summer. Not only would it not be cold at night, but it would still look cool, but a gust of night wind still made Li Xin feel a little cold.

   He strolled in the huge Jing'an Marquis's mansion, and finally walked to the pavilion in the back garden and sat down, and then let the people in the mansion get a few dishes and a pot of wine.

   He sat alone under the gazebo, pondering for himself.

After a while, a middle-aged man in white clothes also appeared under the pavilion, Li Xin looked up at him and said lightly, "It's a coincidence, Brother You'an, I can meet you so late, why don't we sit down together? Have a drink?"

   "A coincidence..."

Zhao Jia rubbed his eyes drowsily, while holding back the swear words in his mouth, then sat down opposite Li Xin and said with a wry smile: "In the middle of the night, it doesn't matter if Lord Hou doesn't sleep by himself. It would be too disrespectful for someone to quarrel with me."

   "I've slept all day, and I can't sleep well."

   Li Xin slowly exhaled, reached out and poured a glass of wine for Zhao Jia.

   "So I want to chat with Brother You'an."

After a person has reached a certain level, it is very difficult to find someone who can talk. For example, for the current emperor Taikang, he does not know how many Zhu Zigui people around him every day, but he can really talk to him. of people, in fact, none of them.

   Li Xin was lucky, anyway, Zhao Jia was able to talk to him.

   Zhao Youan held up the wine glass and toasted Li Xin with a glass of wine. After drinking it up, he put down the wine glass and sighed: "Master Hou, the people are gone, don't be too sad."

   Li Xin also drank the wine in the glass. While pouring the wine, he said slowly, "I don't know why, but I always feel empty in my heart."

   He took a drink to himself, and then let out a sigh of alcohol.

   "I just woke up in the middle of the night, and suddenly I thought that I would never have an elder who would be willing to give gifts and kowtow, and I felt very empty and uncomfortable."

   Zhao Jia was silent for a while, then forced a smile.

   "Don't you have a mother-in-law in the palace?"

  Li Xin shook his head and didn't answer this.

   Zhao Jia grew up in Chen Guogong's mansion. Although he hadn't seen Ye Sheng several times since he was a child, he was infected by the atmosphere of Li Xin's words. He raised his head and drank a glass of wine, his voice hoarse.

   "When Lord Hou said this, I realized that I lost my elders early too."

After    people come into this world, they will naturally be cared for by adults, and then slowly grow up and become adults.

   But one day, when I look back and find that there are no parents, or even a truly recognized elder, there will be a strong sense of loneliness welling up in my heart.

  Because it means, starting today, you have to face the world yourself.

  Li Xin is in this mood right now.

   Ye Sheng has taken good care of him in the past ten years. The two are called master and apprentice. In fact, old man Ye is more like an elder who has taught him earnestly.

   Now that this elder is gone, he will be the only one left in the future to face everything in the future.

   "Actually, I had long thought that such a day would come."

  The Marquis of Jing An took another sip of wine and said in a low voice, "So, as early as a few years ago, I was secretly preparing, how should I protect myself after Master Ye left."

   "But now, Master Ye is really gone..."

   A bitter smile appeared on Li Xin's face.

   "He... walked too suddenly."

   From the birthday banquet to the funeral banquet, it was only one day before and after...

   Zhao Jia sighed and reached out to fill up the two people's wine glasses. He picked up the wine glasses and touched Li Xin's wine glasses.

   "At this moment, I really don't know how to comfort Lord Hou, so I can only sacrifice my life to be a drinking buddy and have a good meal with Lord Hou."

   After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank it.

  Li Xin smiled slightly and drank the wine in his glass.

   "Relax, I'm not that vulnerable."

   He put down the wine glass and took several deep breaths, as if to let out the stagnation in his chest.

   "Today, our meal is to cherish our ancestors."

   "But I have more than one teacher, I have family and friends."

  The Marquis of Jing An took a sip of wine and gritted his teeth.

   "From tomorrow onwards, I'll be that smiling Jing'an Marquis."

   "Without my elders, I can handle it myself..."

   (end of this chapter)