Chapter 1708: A Lifetime of Resentment Towards the Setting Sun

After only speaking to Xiang Xiang and others, Jiang Wang took Chu Yao and left southern Xinjiang overnight.

He didn't say hello to anyone at the Nanxia Governor's Mansion, but he couldn't avoid Su Guanying's sight when flying across the territory. This saves you the trouble of greeting me again.

In one night and one day, Jiang Wang flew from Xia Di Laoshan to Linzi.

There was no stopping along the way, and Chu Yao actually woke up and fell asleep in his arms several times.

When he arrived at Linzi, he did not return to his hometown. He just put Chu Yao down at the gate of the city and asked the young apprentice to go back alone. By the way, he notified the government to make some preparations such as silk and gold.

He went straight to Bowanghou Mansion.

He was not too impressed by the old Marquis. Because of Chong Xuan Sheng's relationship, he had always had some objections to the old Marquis. He felt that the old man's bowl of water was not very fair, which made Chong Xuan Pang suffer too much grievances since he was a child.

But I don't know why. This time when he returned to Linzi, a scene kept flashing through his mind -

That day, he saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he took the initiative to send Dr. Ye Henshui away. The huge Bowang Hou Mansion was full of winding paths. It was similar but different from the first time he entered Bowanghou Mansion. He heard the old man yelling Chong Xuan Sheng's name, and he shouted that sentence weakly and forcefully... "I'm going to die!"

He knows it.

Everyone knows that Chongxuan Yunbo is not going to die soon.

The whole Linzi knew that not only would Chongxuan Yunbo not live to be one hundred and twenty years old, he would not live to live to Yuanfeng's fifty-seventh year.

It should be said that it was a miracle that he survived such horrific injuries on the battlefield.

And he, who had given up the hope of God's arrival, supported the Zhongxuan family with one hand, running around officialdom and battlefields, watching its rise and fall, and its decline and decline, with his cultivation level in a mere outer building and his tired old body. prosper.

He lived and saw off his third son, Chong Xuan Mingshan, on the battlefield.

He was alive, and after Qi Xia fought for hegemony and the Qi Empire was at its peak, he sent away his most proud son, Chongxuan Mingtu.

He lived and watched his splendid eldest grandson rebel against his will.

He was alive and watched as he promised his family's future grandson and refused his arrangement.

Losing a child in old age is the most painful thing in life. And he lost two sons one after another.

When a person is about to die, he is most afraid that his life's hard work will be wasted, and he has indeed experienced the ups and downs of his family many times.

How to describe such an old man?

"It's painful for everyone."

In the courtyard where Mr. Chongxuan often stayed during his lifetime, Jiang Wang saw Chongxuan Sheng.

This was the first thing Chong Xuan Sheng said.

This man has never been willing to show his emotions.

Most people can always see him smiling. He doesn't seem to be angry with anyone and doesn't care about anything.

At this moment, he was still a big ball of fat sunk in the recliner, with two soybean-like eyes embedded in his face.

There is no trace of the demeanor of a prince at all.

Only the expression on his face was complex that Jiang Wang had never seen before.

He listened quietly.

Chong Xuan Sheng said slowly.

"In this noble prince's mansion, in this top famous family in Daqi, everyone has his or her own pain."

"My father shared my father's pain. His ideals, his wife and children, his friends, his subordinates, his family, his loyalty...he couldn't take care of them all. He became famous at a young age, but struggled all his life until he died."

This was the first time Jiang Wang heard Chong Xuansheng say, ‘my father’.

"My brother has the pain of my elder brother. He is self-centered by nature and does not want to be restrained. He demands perfection and does not allow himself to have any shortcomings. He is determined in his goals and wants to get everything he wants. He is unwilling to let go of anything. In fact, he Push yourself very hard.”

This was also the first time Jiang Wang heard Chong Xuan Sheng mention Chong Xuan Zun in this tone.

"My uncle has the same pain as my uncle. His most beloved brother died, and there was nothing he could do. The stronger he became, the more difficult he felt that everything in this world was difficult. No matter how powerful he was, he could not go to Yuanhai to piece people back together. . Even if he is already a real person in this world, Chongxuan Mingtu is a lesson learned from the past.”

"My fourth uncle suffers the same pain as my fourth uncle. His third brother died in the battle because he was implicated by his second brother. But his second brother also died to save the family. He wants to be resentful, but he doesn't know who to blame. . He still can't accept all this, so he stayed overseas all year round and never set foot in Linzi again after my father died."

Chong Xuansheng said slowly: "Of course I have my own pains. You walked with me and you know what my pains are."

He took a deep breath and still looked into the distant distance: "I know that in this world, life is not easy for everyone, and everyone has their own pain. But as I sit here today, I suddenly thought, my grandfather, he ... He is also in pain. In fact, he is in more pain than anyone else. He has experienced and lost more than anyone else, but he has never shown it in his life."

"When he was defeated on the battlefield, he worked hard to train his son to become a talented person. When there was a gap between the emperor and the emperor, he put on his armor and went into battle again. When his son died in battle, he just raised the flag higher. When the family declined, he just straightened his waist. Straighter."

"He had never been weak in his life, except for that one time before...he told me he was going to die."

"But that time, I still chose to turn around."

"Jiang Wang, I'm not saying that I regret choosing Fourteen. I'm just wondering if I can have... a better way?"

"From my father to me. Each of us can be willful, can make trouble, and can express pain. Because he is still alive, no matter what happens, there is someone behind us to protect us."

"My cultivation has caught up with him. My uncle, my fourth uncle, my brother, my father, all have higher cultivation than him. But the entire Zhongxuan family has always been protected by him."

"Because he cares about the family more than anyone else. So he has always been silently bearing it all."

Jiang Wang remembered that at the intersection of East Street. The white-haired old man flew across the sky, angrily scolded Jiang Mengxiong in the street, and loudly questioned Qi Tianzi. That scene was indeed unforgettable. Unforgettable for a lifetime.

Chong Xuansheng's voice was very calm: "He has been sitting here all the time, so we actually think that it is very appropriate and normal for him to sit here. Like this chair, like this yard, like this sunshine."

"Until he left."

"Until he left, those fragments that we were used to became unusual."

"Look at the clouds in the sky, are they always so leisurely?"

Chong Xuansheng closed his eyes, as if he was a little sleepy, and murmured: "It turns out that they are not."

Jiang Wang listened to this silently.

He knew that Chong Xuansheng, who was smart, did not need any advice, but just needed someone who was trustworthy and could confide in.

He rushed from Xiadi Laoshan to Linzi Bowang Marquis Mansion, and he had to take care of Chu Yao on the way. He was indeed exhausted. But the meaning of his coming here was not to be the Marquis of Wu'an of Daqi, a strong man in the realm of God, but just a friend.

The best friend of Chong Xuansheng's life.

He said nothing and sat down next to Chong Xuansheng.

He sat with him for an afternoon and a whole night.

…

…

August is already high autumn.

When the yellow leaves fall, people always know the parting feelings in the world.

Before his death, the old man left a will that the funeral should be simple, so the funeral was not grand.

There was no ten-mile mourning, and even no banquet.

There was only a memorial hall set up in the Bowang Marquis's mansion, where the body was kept for three days for people to pay tribute. After three days, the coffin will be carried back to the Chongxuan clan in Qiuyang County by the grandson of Bowang Marquis for burial.

After that, it was the ceremony for Chongxuan Sheng to inherit the title.

Although this funeral was simple, the standard was not low.

First, Dingyuan Marquis Chongxuan Chu Liang personally guarded the outer courtyard to serve as a welcome guest. All the adults in the Political Affairs Hall and the Military Affairs Hall came to the memorial hall to pay tribute. Those who were not in Qi also sent wreaths and mourning couplets.

The military god Jiang Mengxiong, the prime minister Jiang Rumo, and the former prime minister Yan Ping all came in person.

Then, the imperial court held a meeting to lower the flag of the Emperor of Ziwei Zhongtian, which was hung in front of Ziji Hall, to half-mast, and the Great Qi Empire bid farewell to the Marquis with state ceremony.

Finally, the Emperor of Great Qi personally attended the ceremony on the day of the main sacrifice and offered a stick of incense to the old Marquis.

Chongxuan Yunbo has used his life to interpret his loyalty, bravery, and responsibility.

He has completed the path he wanted to take and the responsibilities he should fulfill.

He has finished his affairs after his death and won the world's reputation.

For a person's life, what does it mean to have no regrets?

Jiang Wang is still very young and does not know the answer.

In the memorial hall, Chongxuan Sheng wore mourning clothes and knelt in the main seat on the left.

The champion Marquis Chongxuan Zun knelt opposite him.

The two brothers respectfully saluted everyone who came to pay tribute, thanking them for seeing their grandfather off.

It is hard to imagine that the entire funeral was handled by Fourteen. Even if everything is kept simple, it is too much of a challenge for this woman who has never said a word for several days.

In such matters of welcoming and seeing off, Master Mingguang has always been the one who takes the lead and refuses to let anyone steal the limelight.

But this time, there is no way.

His own cultivation is not good, and his mind is not focused. I don’t know how, but when he was moving Daoyuan, something went wrong, and even the inner court almost collapsed. Fortunately, he was resting in the Guanjun Marquis Mansion at that time, and was discovered by Chongxuanzun in time and helped to calm down.

Even so, he has been lying in bed for several days.

Jiang Wang saw him when he was keeping vigil last night, and almost didn’t recognize him. The whole person was haggard, kneeling there without saying anything, just crying.

Later, Chongxuanzun forced him to faint and sent him back to rest.

Jiang Wang helped inside and outside, but there was actually nothing he needed to do. He just helped to greet the guests who came to pay homage in the inner courtyard.

As for Chongxuan Sheng’s fourth uncle, Chongxuan Minghe, he did not return to Linzi, but only offered a remote sacrifice on Wudong Island.

"Qingyang!"

With a friendly call, it was Bao Zhongqing, the son of Shuofangbo, who was walking into the inner courtyard with a beautiful woman.

Some people call him like this to be close, while others call him like this to make people feel annoyed.

Bao Zhongqing was obviously the latter.

But Jiang Wang did not show anything, just stretched out his hand and said, "Please come in for worship."

At this time, Bao Zhongqing's expression was very solemn. But the calmness between his eyebrows still showed that he had a very happy time during this period. The woman next to him should be his wife Miao Yuzhi, the daughter of the governor of Cangshu County, who he married a few months ago. She was also very generous, bowed to Jiang Wang, and called him "Marquis of Wu'an".

Many of Bao's and Song Yao's disciples have already started cooperation in many aspects, and all directions have developed very well.

Bao Zhongqing patted Jiang Wang's arm and said, "My condolences."

He said to Miao Yuzhi with a little apology: "You are pregnant, so it is inconvenient for you to go in. Just wait for me outside."

Miao Yuzhi understood very well: "My husband, please go."

Bao Zhongqing asked Jiang Wang to help take care of things, and then went to the memorial hall.

The two of them seemed to be in love, but what does love have to do with others?

To be honest, Jiang Wang didn't quite know what his intention was to come here. Shuofang Bo had come to pay tribute in person, and besides, your wife was pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to attend the funeral, so why did you bring her here?

Jiang Wang waved and asked someone to bring a soft chair, and asked Miao Yuzhi to sit and wait.

Miao Yuzhi thanked him politely and sat down on the soft chair. Suddenly she laughed and said, "I remember Miss Wen had organized a few poetry gatherings before, saying that Marquis Wu'an would go. I also participated, but I didn't see him."

"Oh." Jiang Wang reacted and said self-deprecatingly, "How can I know anything about poetry? The first time Miss Wen invited me, I went shamelessly, and I was like sleepwalking the whole time. After a few times, I didn't feel embarrassed to participate again."

Miao Yuzhi covered her mouth and smiled, "They all said that you are quick-witted and understand poetry very well."

Recalling the poetry gatherings he had participated in, Jiang remembered that he had never said anything other than "good", "very good", and "very good".

So this is also called "talent".

"They are all kind girls. After all, the truth hurts people." Jiang Wang said so.

"Among so many kind girls, has the Marquis ever chosen any one?" Miao Yuzhi asked with a smile.

Jiang Wang shook his head: "The road to cultivation is long, so I don't have such thoughts for the time being."

"That's right, a person like the Marquis has lofty ambitions and will not be trapped by personal feelings." Miao Yuzhi said, and then changed the subject: "You didn't come to my wedding with Zhongqing last time. It's because I met the hero of our Daqi today."

Jiang Wang explained: "I had other important things at that time... but I did send the gift."

Miao Yuzhi smiled again. She seemed to love to laugh, and she looked really good when she laughed, especially the two dimples, which were very moving. No wonder Bao Zhongqing took her with him wherever he went now.

Jiang Wang said a few words to her, and then consciously went to greet other people.

Not long after, Bao Zhongqing finished the worship, came back to pick up Miao Yuzhi, and exchanged polite words with Jiang Wang, and then said goodbye. The couple loved each other and went home hand in hand. This talented man and beautiful woman, with complementary family backgrounds, is indeed an enviable couple.

Seeing the couple leave, Yi Huaimin, who came to help as a relative of Yi Shisi, came over and said, "His wife is pregnant, why did she come to tell you so? What's wrong? Is it your contribution?"

The second son of Doctor Yi Xingchen is not shy.

Ever since he was forced to copy the Agama Sutra by a mysterious person who was said to be the remnant of Kurongyuan, his attitude towards Jiang Wang has become very close. He often tells people that he is also Shisi's brother, and Jiang Wang is also Shisi's brother. If you round it up, he and Wu'an Hou are brothers.

Yi Huaiyong happened to pass by at this time, and immediately scolded him when he heard it: "What nonsense! Your broken mouth will be torn apart sooner or later!"

Yi Huaimin rolled his eyes, turned his head away, but bowed honestly: "I didn't keep the door for a while, and my brother taught me a lesson. I won't say it again."

Wait for Yi Huaiyong to leave with a serious expression.

He snorted again in front of Jiang Wang: "If he didn't like to complain to my father, would I be afraid of him, Boss Yi?"

He lowered his voice and urged: "Help the brother to vent his anger. Later, you can tie up Boss Yi and put him in a sack and force him to copy a set of "Diamond Sutra", how about it?"

"No, no, this is not good either. He doesn't care about copying scriptures. Maybe he will be excited. Force him to dance! How about it?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke: "Just dance the "Wu Ye Ti" newly arranged by Wen Yu Shui Xie. He is definitely suitable!"

"What do you mean by tying him up and Wen Yu Shui Xie? I don't understand what you are talking about." Jiang Wang glanced at this guy and left here with his hands behind his back.

I, Jiang, don't say that I have a heart as dangerous as mountains and rivers and a deep mind as deep as a mansion. I have also experienced hundreds of battles and have seen a lot. How could I be tricked by you?