sword sentient beings

Chapter 865 Mourning Hall

It was clearly night, but a light suddenly appeared in the sky.

  The light was so bright that it could be described as dazzling at first, but it almost instantly surpassed all the words used to describe light in the world. The people in Yunzhou City felt it:

Its daybreak.

In an instant, night turned into day, day and night were reversed, and nature was reversed, like a miracle.

"Commander Xing, what's going on?" A young man who had just been pulled up to patrol at night was a little frightened. He had never encountered such a crazy thing before.

Can day and night be changed?

Doesn’t that mean that man has defeated heaven and earth?

Xing Ji raised his head and looked at the sky. His expression was rarely relaxed. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "It's okay. These are our own people fighting."

The young man was a little bit unbelievable and said, "This...are these people really fighting? And they are our own people? Who is the master?" Seeing Xing Ji smiling but not saying anything, he suddenly remembered that Xing Ji notified him that a master had come this afternoon. He guessed the answer in his heart and said, "It's him. Can we win?"

Xing Ji hesitated for a moment, then said confidently, "We will definitely win. He has never let anyone down, and we can all trust him. Besides, if he was not sure, he would not have started the fight without telling me. He is a man of measure, and he certainly did not want to disturb the Lord's sacrifice, so he took action at night. If he would disturb the Lord even more, why would he act rashly?"

The young man grasped the key words: Tell you? Are you familiar with each other? He couldn't help but mutter, "If that person is unsure and asks us for help, will our support be of any use?"

Xing Ji said: "Who said he left a message to ask for help? He is a tough enemy, what can we do to him? I mean he will leave me a will, asking me to distribute his inheritance or something."

The young man was speechless for a moment, and could not help but say: "Commander, I think what you said is wrong. If this strong man is going to die, how can we escape when we are so close? How can we distribute the inheritance to others? We have to wait for others to distribute our own inheritance."

Xing Ji suddenly realized: "You are right, I have forgotten all about this. But I have no inheritance, only debts..."

He was talking there, and Fu Xianchan, the current governor of Yunzhou, who had been awake all night in the main hall not far from him, heard everything clearly. He rolled his eyes and thought: It's okay for Xing Ji to talk nonsense at this time, but where did he find subordinates who think like him? His adjutants don't last long, and he changes a few every year. Maybe this is the right way.

However, Fu Xianchan was also somewhat relieved. First, she saw Tang Zhao's light and knew that this was the strongest person in Yunzhou who had returned. Yunzhou finally had a ballast stone. Second, because Xing Ji started to talk nonsense, it meant that he relaxed. During this period of time, Xing Ji had been very tense, like a bowstring that was pulled to the extreme. If he couldn't relax, there was a risk of breaking.

In fact, the same was true for Fu Xianchan herself. Not only did she have to hold back her grief and remain vigilant like Xing Ji and the others, she also had to appear relaxed and act as if nothing happened in front of all kinds of people. If she showed weakness in front of others, there would be countless claws from inside and outside Yunzhou that would grab her and tear them to pieces.

Tang Zhao's return finally made people feel relieved, and they also knew that at least on the surface there was no strong external force that could shake the current situation. Fu Xianchan was also very excited.

Thinking back to the first time she met Tang Zhao, she remembered that he was just a weak kid who had never practiced martial arts. But now he can give people such a strong sense of security.

Yunzhou spent a sleepless night. Some were happy, some were sad. When the unusual movement outside the city was discovered, the governor's office was nervous and mobilized, but there were many people with ulterior motives or who were just watching the excitement and were excited, just waiting to see if the water would be muddy and if there were any bargains to be made. Then they saw the strange sight of day and night being reversed, and many knowledgeable people lamented in their hearts: Forget it, there are no bargains to be made this time.

No matter what, the sun will rise eventually, and the night passed peacefully amidst the turbulent undercurrent. When the sun shone into the mourning shed from the east, the funeral ceremony of Gao Yuanhou, the governor of Yunzhou, finally began.

Gao Yuanhou was not originally from Yunzhou, her hometown was in Jiangzhou in the south, but her will required that she be buried in Yunzhou. The cemetery was located not far from Zhongtian Prefecture, on Wangqing Mountain in the north of the city. There were also many graves of soldiers on that mountain, all of which were unknown bodies whose families could not be found, and they were buried together by the Governor's Office.

It would only take one or two hours to walk from Zhongtian Mansion to the Marquis' tomb, but according to etiquette, hundreds of thousands of people would have to carry the coffin step by step, and it would take three days to go back and forth. As the heir, Fu Xianchan would naturally have to escort the coffin to the burial, and at the same time offer sacrifices in front of the tomb, and then come back to take off the mourning clothes and officially take over. Some of the old people who followed Gao Yuanhou did not come back, and stayed in Wangqing Mountain to guard Gao Yuanhou's tomb.

Because of Marquis Gao Yuan's kindness, many people including Xing Ji wanted to guard her tomb. However, Yunzhou was in need of people, so Fu Xianchan had to persuade them one by one to keep the current team intact.

Before leaving, there was one last round of worship. When the time came, the emperor's messenger came out to read the imperial edict and then they could set off. At dawn, many people had already arrived at the Marquis' Mansion.

however……

"There are not as many people as registered before." Fu Xianchan was mourning in front of the coffin, and the general affairs were temporarily handed over to the commanders of various departments. Xing Ji was responsible for the security of the inner field. He silently counted the number of people and had already discovered a clue. Although the people who came to pay tribute to Gao Yuanhou came from all directions, and it was difficult to count them, the Governor's Office actually knew the number. Those who came to pay tribute once and then left might not be counted, but those who stayed in Zhongtian Mansion for many days and did not even have a place to live but refused to leave, their purpose was naturally obvious, and they should have come for the last day.

It might be a little unfair to say that all these people had bad intentions, but to say that half of them sincerely admired Gao Yuanhou and wanted to bid farewell to her was to think too highly of them. Most people probably didn't have any specific plans to cause chaos, but if one person did, then all of them would be dangerous elements who would participate in the chaos.

The intelligence of these people was collected by the Jing'an Division and then transferred to the yamen led by Xing Ji - not the Jiandi Division, but the Fengshan Division. This was a new yamen set up by Xing Ji with separate personnel. Compared with the Jiandi Division, which was dedicated to dealing with hidden troubles, the business scope of the Fengshan Division was mainly to suppress bandits and all the bandits in the world. All those who caused trouble could be eliminated.

Previously, the Fengshan Division was mainly active in the border area between Lingzhou and Yunzhou, and did not interfere with the underworld forces and idlers in Yunzhou. It was Fu Xianchan who called the Fengshan Division back and used it for public security.

Compared with the existing large-scale Inspection Division, the newly established Mountain Sealing Division has simpler staff and lighter functions, making it very suitable to be the "personal army" of the next Yunzhou governor. Therefore, Xing Ji, who had a long-standing relationship with Fu Xianchan, easily jumped from being the confidant of Gao Yuanhou to the confidant of the new governor.

Xing Ji had originally planned to launch a thundering attack today to eradicate the thieves who dared to offend Jun Hou An Ning, but seeing that so many people were missing now, he knew that many people had backed out.

The sun last night was still too shocking.

  However...can those who retreat at the critical moment escape?

Xing Ji turned to the young man and said, "Compare the list with the people present. Anyone who didn't come must have something to hide. They were intimidated and dared not come. It can be said that they confessed without being asked. Everyone must be recorded. After the grand ceremony, everyone must be chased to their homes. If we don't teach them a lesson, they will think that Yunzhou is a place where they can come and go freely."

The young man agreed and then asked, "So those who came here today have nothing to hide?"

Xing Ji narrowed his eyes and said, "There are still ghosts, but they are bold and cunning. These people must not only be tracked down, but also paid special attention to, and the sect must be held accountable..."

He gave orders here, his voice was not loud, and it could not be heard in the mourning hall, but several commanders behind him could hear it clearly. The commander of the Jing'an Division, a middle-aged beautiful woman frowned and said, "Qilin Sword, do you want to persuade him to relax? This is still the mourning hall of the Lord, don't make a big fuss."

Qilin Sword, the commander of the Inspection Division, said, "He has already relaxed. A few days ago, I was afraid that he would start a bloody murder before the funeral materials left the city gate. Tang Zhao's light last night saved some people."

He grinned, revealing his white teeth. "Is there anything wrong with what he just said? Shouldn't these evil thieves be severely punished? This is not the time to show weakness!"

The commander of the Jing'an Division said, "Of course I know that I have to be tough at this time and kill the chicken to scare the monkey, but you guys must not ignore the person above. Yunzhou now has a governor. Even if Fu Guanghou comes back..."

Qilin Sword looked solemn, and he exchanged glances with her, saying, "I know, and everyone knows, that Yunzhou has only one governor. Bi'an Sword knows his limits."

On the other side, the young man next to Xing Ji turned around, then turned back and whispered, "Commander, I found that in addition to the people who are not on the list, there are extra people. How do we calculate that?"

Xing Ji frowned. It was normal to have outsiders come to watch such a large funeral, but Zhongtian Prefecture had been sealed off for a whole day, and basically all the outsiders in the city had been identified. This young man was not a rookie who knew nothing, and of course he would not make a fuss when he saw ordinary people coming to pay their respects. This must be a suspicious stranger.

Xing Ji was about to give an order when he suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait, isn't it a young man younger than you?"

The young man shook his head and said, "No..." He paused and said, "Three."

Xing Ji glared at him, turned around and walked out. The young man followed him and said, "Do you think it's Fu Guang Hou? But isn't Fu Guang Hou here to support us? Shouldn't he make a grand appearance on the stage with auspicious clouds under his feet and sunshine on his body?"

Xing Ji said: "He can appear however he wants. If he wants to come and see you quietly..."

When he said this, he paused.

Xing Ji's gaze passed through the white crowd and met the eyes of a young man in plain clothes.

Just like back then.