Sun Xiangzong lay peacefully asleep on the peeling paint on his bed.

"father?"

Sun Li stepped forward with concern.

Chen Sanshi didn't say anything, but came to the old man and said softly, "Master, you have worked hard all your life, you can rest now. I will take care of things from now on."

That is, hearing this sentence.

After a while, Sun Li, who had not felt Sun Xiangzong's breath in front of his nose, began to have tears welling up in her eyes.

"father!"

Sun Buqi, who had originally come to join the fun, knelt down with a thud upon seeing this scene, bursting into tears: "Father, you were perfectly fine last night, and you even beat me up!"

Soon after.

All the senior brothers and sisters arrived.

They all knelt down inside the room.

"Master, may you rest in peace."

A funeral began in a somber atmosphere.

Yesterday was a joyous occasion, with bright red lanterns hanging high, but overnight it turned into a funeral, with the governor's mansion draped in white mourning clothes.

Officials who had attended the wedding banquet but hadn't had time to leave were forced to stay and attend the memorial service.

Before placing the body into the coffin, Chen Sanshi kowtowed, then silently took the silver ring engraved with runes from his weathered, bark-like hand and slowly put it on his own.

He had no interest in checking what was inside; he simply followed his fellow students and quietly handled the funeral arrangements.

"Commander, may you rest in peace."

The military supervisor of Liangzhou, Lord Hou, came to offer his condolences.

After it was over, he did not leave, but came to the white-robed man and said with emotion: "When I was young, I heard about the reputation of Governor Sun and regarded him as a role model. I had the idea of ​​joining the army."

"Unfortunately, my biological father didn't have the money to treat his illness, so he sold our family to the palace. We first went to the Western Depot, and then to the Directorate of Ceremonial..."

"But we have always held the Commander in high esteem."

"Later, when the capital sent my family to Liangzhou as military supervisors, we always treated the Grand Commander with the utmost respect, never daring to show the slightest disrespect..."

"Eunuch Hou."

Chen Sanshi interrupted, impatient to listen any longer: "Please speak frankly, sir. I have many things to attend to today and don't have much time for idle chatter. Please forgive me."

"Lord Chen, please accept my condolences."

Hou Gonggong said, "To be honest, I have come here today for a small matter. As everyone knows, although you have not been a disciple for long, you are Governor Sun's last disciple and his favorite disciple. I suppose the Governor Sun must have passed on his mantle to Lord Chen before he passed away?"

“Father-in-law, Master has never shown favoritism to any of the senior brothers and sisters. It is inappropriate for you to speak like that.”

Chen Sanshi said expressionlessly, "As for the inheritance of the mantle, if you are referring to the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear, then it is indeed in my hands. This was witnessed by tens of thousands of soldiers not long ago."

He was too lazy to pay attention.

My master has not yet been buried.

These people then started coming to covet the inheritance.

"No, it's not just that."

Eunuch Hou added, "Lord Chen is intelligent and should understand what we are talking about. Why don't we give Lord Chen a hint? Silver Pine Cliff, Tiger Prison Pass, Wolf Dwelling Mountain... and since Commander Sun gave Lord Chen weapons, there should be matching martial arts techniques as well."

"Father-in-law."

Chen Sanshi said calmly, "Is it inappropriate to discuss these things today at my master's funeral?"

"Master Chen."

Eunuch Hou continued, "Some things are better done sooner rather than later."

“I said, let’s talk about my teacher’s funeral later.”

Chen Sanshi paused, then suddenly looked directly into the eunuch's eyes and repeated, "You... don't you understand?"

"..."

All of a sudden.

Eunuch Hou felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were an enemy soldier on a battlefield. He quickly recovered and said with a forced smile, "Lord Chen is right. I was presumptuous. I will come again another day. However, there are some things that Lord Chen should think carefully about."

Finished speaking.

He bowed to the coffin once, then turned and left.

"Damn eunuch!"

Witnessing this scene, Wang Zhi cursed: "My master was loyal to the court all his life and devoted himself to it, but he was guarded against and worried about his whole life. Even after he died, he was not allowed to live in peace."

"San Shi..."

He looked at the ring on his junior brother's hand: "Master handed the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear to you in public, and you have made such great contributions. Now, I'm afraid no one in the world can have a higher prestige in the art of war than you. According to the nature of the imperial court, there will definitely be a series of suspicions and precautions against you."

Chen Sanshi said frankly, "I know."

In fact.

Even if his master didn't hand over the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear to him in public.

The imperial court will still come knocking.

It's very simple.

People are dead.

Things always need to be inherited.

"The time has come."

As the eldest disciple, Lü Ji presided over the funeral. He slowly removed his hands from the coffin and said in a deep voice, "We can begin."

The sound of a suona horn rang out.

The disciples lifted the coffin.

The funeral procession was very large.

The number of ordinary people alone is in the tens of thousands.

Since Sun Xiangzong came to Liangzhou City, no one has dared to act tyrannically anymore, and the taxes collected have decreased year by year, so the people no longer starve or freeze to death in the winter.

This day.

The whole city was dressed in white.

Women and children.

The whole city was in mourning.

Sun Xiangzong's title was Duke, and his funeral should have been very grand. However, in accordance with his wishes, it was ultimately decided to keep it simple. Apart from the large number of people attending, there was almost nothing extravagant. The only thing was the coffin, which was the best coffin that his eldest brother insisted on getting.

Burial site.

We chose to go to Huangyun Mountain.

Huangyun Village is located at the foot of Huangyun Mountain.

That is where Sun Xiangzong was born.

I guess so.

Fallen leaves return to their roots.

The coffin was lowered into the ground, and the soil began to be filled in.

At this time.

Chen Sanshi sensed something and took out the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear.

All that could be seen was within.

A golden aura wafted out.

After circling above the coffin a few times, it was dispersed by the wind.

Gun Spirit.

Master said.

Everything is animistic.

Weapons are no exception.

Over time, a gun spirit will be cultivated.

Obviously.

After the master died.

The last trace of spiritual energy within the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear also vanished.

This gun.

It has now completely become his.

[Tomb of my respected father, Sun Xiangzong]

The tombstone is also very simple.

Next to this line of text are the names of Chen Sanshi and his disciples.

His achievements during his lifetime were not inscribed on it.

One hundred years old.

Does he live a long life?

It's not exactly long-lived.

Until the afternoon.

The mourners gradually left.

Only his children and disciples remained on the mountain, and they lingered there for a long time.

Only Sun Buqi remained silent as he descended the mountain alone.

"Now, the war is over."

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