You died to save me, I promise you a lifetime

The old man was stunned when he heard this.

After coming back to his senses, he smiled and shook his head: "I asked Ge'er about this matter, and she said that after this incident, she is still scared and doesn't want to think about marriage for the time being.

Furthermore, she said that the prince had ascended to the supreme throne and had a harem of three thousand beauties. She had grown up in the military camp and was used to the freedom, so she didn't want to be confined to the harem for the rest of her life.

The second old master's face darkened.

"Ge'er has indeed considered the long term. Harems have always been filled with blood and gore, with only the newcomers laughing and the old ones weeping.

Well, Ge'er is ambitious, don't restrict her, let her make her own decision."

The old man nodded in agreement, “My own child is well behaved, and I think my song is the best, and it takes the best son in the world to match it.

I will make it clear to Ge'er's mother not to force her to get married. If she finds the right person, she will consider marriage."

"That's right. His Highness said yesterday that women can also achieve great things and become kings and prime ministers.

With Ge'er's abilities, she might become the most dazzling member of our Mu family, bringing honor to our family in no time."

Seeing that he was happy and had hope for the future, the old man agreed with him.

"Well, our Ge'er is brave and resourceful, not inferior to men. And with the women's team by her side, she will definitely go far."

"Yes, Yifeng had a long-term vision and made great contributions in helping her set up the women's team." The second old man gave a thumbs up.

The next day is suitable for funerals.

In the palace, Zhao Jingchen looked at his mother lying quietly in the coffin for a long time.

"Mother, I cannot bury you in the imperial mausoleum. You have loved and pampered your eldest son all your life. I believe you will be satisfied if I can stay with him.

Speaking of which, you shouldn't be lonely. You have your son and your second son by your side, so you have a large family with many children and grandchildren.

As for the third brother, he killed his father and brother, so he doesn't deserve to be buried with you.

Moreover, they, mother and son, committed heinous crimes against Ge'er and the entire general's family, and they deserved to be thrown into a mass grave to feed the dogs.

You can go with peace of mind. I will carry on my father's legacy and govern Da Yan well."

After Zhao Jingchen finished speaking, he kowtowed three times to the coffin, fulfilling the mother-son relationship.

Afterwards, the empress dowager, her servants and Zhao Jingtian's coffins were sent out of the palace and buried on the hillside where Zhao Hongyang was previously buried. In Zhao Jingchen's words, this was to reunite the family.

The bodies of Zhao Hongyi and his mother had just been secretly sent out of the palace and taken to a mass grave, where they were cut into pieces and fed to packs of wild dogs.

Harming others will eventually harm yourself. After all the scheming, you will end up losing your beloved's life.

At the same time, members of the Lin family and Lin Jinlin's in-laws were beheaded in public at Caishikou.

Zhao Jingtian and several other princes' factions, who had committed heinous crimes, were all exiled thousands of miles away with their families and were never allowed to return to Beijing for the rest of their lives.

Zhao Jingtian's forces were wiped out by Zhao Jingchen with thundering means, leaving only a few.

In just a few days, the atmosphere in the capital changed suddenly. The court officials began to concentrate on their own duties, and the street thugs disappeared.

"Now that we have our wise and powerful God of War governing the country, good days are just around the corner. We no longer have to worry about anything. We just need to do our best to live our lives well and no longer have to worry about losing our lives!"

The people spread the news and were happy to see it succeed.

the other side.

The Mu family also held a funeral.

After everyone took turns to persuade the second old master yesterday, although he was sad and upset, he could no longer live with it.

Accompanied by the old man and Guo Shu, he took one last look at Mu Qinxue, then waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to close the coffin and prepare for the funeral.

As a victim, Mu Yunge would never be able to see his enemy off to his final destination.

But her identity was clear. In order to avoid criticism from the uninformed people, An Bei found a sister from the female team who was similar in build to Mu Yunge, disguised herself as Mu Yunge, and sent Mu Qinxue and her son up the mountain in her place.

The funeral procession made its way out of the city, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.

"Oh, how pitiful! Mr. Mu is a man of character. He and General Mu have been soldiers all their lives. I never thought that such a thing would happen in their old age.

I just don’t know what kind of disease he has contracted that’s so severe?”

"Who says it isn't?"

Someone who knew Mu Qinxue's character pursed their lips and said, "They deserved it. They did such a shameful thing as plotting against their own family. Maybe even God couldn't stand it and punished them.

Otherwise, why didn't anyone else get sick with the disease, but only the mother and son did?"

"Yes, yes, you deserve it. This is retribution from heaven."

Mu Qinxue and Li Shi lived a life of despicable behavior, and in the end, they ended up being cursed in their coffins even after their death.

It is said that the dead are the greatest, but the people pointed at the two coffins and cursed them. In the eyes of the onlookers, it became a very strange thing.

On an inconspicuous hillside, on a flat area, four tombs were dug side by side.

As soon as the funeral procession arrived, the coffin was directed and placed into the second and fourth graves.

This action made the servants who were attending the funeral look at each other in bewilderment, but because of the housekeeper's warning, everyone worked together and built the grave in a few seconds. After finishing the work, they returned to the city.

This strange scene left the onlookers puzzled.

"This is really strange. What does the Mu family mean by this?"

"I don't understand. Who are these two remaining tombs for?"

Someone advised, "Forget it, stop guessing. The Mu family is a hero of our Great Yan. Making random guesses is disrespectful to them. Why bother with what they do?

Now that there is hope for the future, everyone should just worry about their own livelihoods."

"That's right, let's go!"

The people who came to watch the excitement dispersed. Although they had doubts in their hearts, they were kind enough not to express them aloud.

This matter was temporarily suppressed.

After the funeral, the Mu Mansion became deserted. The old man called the housekeeper and kept only a few necessary servants. Those who had other options were given a considerable severance pay.

There was no way out, so the old man made the decision and sent them to work on the general's farm, where they could easily support their wives and children.

After settling the affairs of the Mu Mansion, the old man said directly to the second old master: "Shouyi, leave everything to the housekeeper. He will come to the general's mansion to find you if he has any questions. Come on, follow us to the general's mansion."

The second old master did not refuse, but nodded and followed him readily.

The butler was so impressed by the old man that he secretly bowed to him three times.

When the second old master arrived at the general's mansion, he would not only be well taken care of, but also be accompanied by the general's relatives. This way, he would not think about those sad things and his body would recover.

Otherwise, he would have died in this matter.

Here, the eldest princess called Zhao Qian over and said, "Please go to the northern border in person and bring back Yue'er's remains."

Zhao Qian nodded happily: "I am very happy to be able to bring the little princess back and let her soul return to her hometown. It is not hard, not hard at all.

I will prepare it right away and set off as soon as everything is packed."

Zhao Qian turned around and was about to leave when the princess called out to him, "Take a few more people with you and try to get back before the Prince Consort's Festival."

Zhao Qian calculated the days and said, "Your Highness, don't worry. There is still a month and a half until the anniversary of the death of the Prince Consort. We can make it no matter what."

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Go and withdraw enough silver from your account.

However, there is one thing I want to tell you..."