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Chapter 1713 : The Lu Family Sisters

In the heavy rain, Lan, who had been gritting her gums, could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

The eldest son Chang Mao plopped and fell to the ground.

The second son Changsheng and the third son Changsen two men cried bitterly regardless of everything. Every time they cried, they hit everyone's hearts, and some soldiers could no longer help but whimper.

Xiao Yun and Xu Da stood at the end, looked at the coffin gradually covered with wet soil, and knelt down quietly.

The heavy rain blew to everyone. A eunuch and a heavy rain spread an imperial edict to Chang Yuchun's coffin and said: "Chang Yuchun's son Chang Mao, although he was not yet crowned in his year, he was resourceful and was known as an invincible general.

He respected his father's merits and inherited the throne of Duke of Zheng! He received two thousand stones per year, and was promoted to the Duke of the Year, and was named the second son Chang Chang's first son, and was promoted to the founding Duke of the Kingdom. The Yuan Pei Lan of Chang Yuchun was named Princess Cao De of Kaiping, and his daughter was Princess Yishu.

, daughter-in-law Wang is Mrs. Zhongxiao."

"Thank you Your Majesty—?" Chang Mao, Chang Sheng, his third son Chang Sen, and Lan, and Hu sobbed and thanked him.

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed to the sky, nodded to the ministers, and left first, and the ministers followed him, leaving only his wife Lan, Hu, eldest son Chang Mao, second son Chang Sheng, third son Chang Sen and Xiao Yun,

Xu Da and seven others.

Xiao Yun approached the tombstone, touched the five words of Chang Yuchun's tomb on the stone tablet, and knelt on the ground with a plop. After a long time, he could only hear a sound in the sky: "Brother Chang, brothers, come to see you off, you can go all the way!"

It resounds throughout Zhongshan for a long time.

On that day, Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the Golden Palace. He heard Chang Yuchun's last words and cried again. He felt that Chang Yuchun fought hard all his life, and had outstanding achievements and did not enjoy his reward. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was feeling sad, so he specially ordered the palace painter to draw a picture.

Wearing a dragon robe (this is unique in history), the huge "King King Kaiping" is written on the scroll: The founding father of the Ming Dynasty posthumously conferred the statue of King Zhongwu of Kaiping, Chang Yuchun, and hung it in the second place in the temple of the heroes, enjoying the court officials

The respect of the world at the same time announced that the court would be terminated for three days, expressing the grief of the general who lost it.

That night, Xiao Yun dragged his tired body back to his mansion.

Looking at the mansion that I missed countless times in my mind for more than half a year, a warm feeling surged from my heart: "What kind of fame, wealth, what kind of power can you make a fortune? What if you make a lifeless achievement? In the end, you can't escape the word "death".

It was just a pile of yellow earth, just a name! "He shook his head and sighed, and pushed open the door of the mansion.

The sound alarmed the house, and a rapid sound of footsteps followed by the lights.

"Bad man, are you?" a voice shouted at the door with joy.

A warm feeling surged in Xiao Yun's heart and he whimpered: "It's me, your bad guy is back!"

"Woo woo--?" A low whimper followed by dozens of torches. The little princess in the lead seemed to be looking for something urgently, looking around in the crowd, and shouting: "Bad man!

Bad guy, where are you—?"

Xiao Yun's eyes were filled with tears, such as grape wine, luminous cups, and the pipa was urging immediately. Don't laugh at me while lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war in ancient times? In front of me, Xiao Yun, it's all fucking bullshit, what's the name in history? How about fighting?

So what if I can't win, I can't defeat it. In my opinion, Xiao Yun, I can't see a hug, a shout, and a charming look. What I, Xiao Yun, want is everything in this yard.

The little princess glanced at the yard a few times, suddenly her delicate body trembled, and she shouted to the door in surprise: "Bad man--?"

Xiao Yun burst into tears and cried with a smile: "Min'er!"

With a short shout, the little princess started crying in a flash, quickly threw away the torch, screamed hard, and rushed over.

"Min'er-?" Xiao Yun shouted, and his steps accelerated a few steps, and his hands were already spreading open unconsciously.

He had never felt so at ease and warm at this moment when a soft body was held in his arms.

The sound in the yard quickly alarmed everyone in the yard. After a while, Su Erxiao, Xiaocui, Xie Lanlan, and Fang Taiping all rushed out when they heard the sound. At first, they didn't see Xiao Yun, but they immediately cheered when they saw Xiao Yun.

stand up.

Six or seven figures shouted excitedly and rushed towards him.

"Miss, Lan'er, Sister Su, Sister Yang--?" Xiao Yun shouted one by one, tears filling his eyes, but his voice was filled with incomparable joy.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun's eyes fell behind Su Erxiao, and two familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared in front of him.

Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, then walked through everyone and walked forward, smiled gently at the two women, and said, "Feifei, Chuchu, you are back!" His voice sobbed a little.

"Why? Not welcome?" Lu Feifei pouted her mouth, her pretty face red, and her tears had already left her tears.

Xiao Yun smiled sadly, reached out and tapped her small nose, and said, "How could that be? Brother Xiao is thinking of you all the time?"

"Hmph, I lie, I think we don't pick us up. You men are all guys who say things wrong?" Lu Feifei bit her gums lightly, with a pair of watery eyes. Because of her strong patience, the overflowing tears were clearly visible.

Xiao Yun sighed, opened his arms without saying a word, and poured this person who had forgotten for many years into his arms with force, very tight.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you?" Xiao Yun sobbed, stepped his cold cheeks into her neck, rubbed gently, and two lines of hot tears flowed down at the same time.

Lu Feifei's pretty face in her arms rose a blush, and she felt both moved and happy.

"He did not forget us! Chu'er, don't you?" Lu Feifei's pretty face was also full of tears.

The little princess and others looked at the two of them silently, and no one spoke. A faint feeling spread in this quiet yard.

After a long time, Lu Chuchu blushed and patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder, and laughed and said, "A big man shed more tears than me and a woman. Are you ashamed?"

Xiao Yuncan smiled, reached out to touch the tears at the corner of his eyes, and said seriously: "A rich emotion has always been my weakness?"

Everyone laughed, and Lu Feifei smiled and said, "You, you are still so thick-skinned?"

"It's too much!" Xiao Yun smiled. The feeling of loss just now improved a lot after such a fuss.

"Huh—?This one—?" Xiao Yun widened his eyes and looked at the woman beside Lu Feifei several times.

"This sister is so handsome, it seems that she has seen her somewhere!"

Everyone smiled, and Su Erxiao shook her head and said, "I've been honest for a few days and have you returned to my true nature?"

"I dare to ask where my sister lives and how long is the year, can she get married?" Xiao Yun stared at the woman with a smile.

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