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When Fu Tinghan came back, there was only one lamp on in the corner of the hall, and most of the area was dark. Zhao Hanzhang leaned on the bed and remained motionless.

Fu Tinghan looked at her and saw her eyes were red, so he handed her a handkerchief and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to cry again? I'll send them all away."

Zhao Hanzhang laughed angrily, "Everyone advises me to cry less and stop crying. Why do you in turn advise me to cry?"

"I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable holding it in," Fu Tinghan said, "I know how uncomfortable it is to hold tears and sadness in your heart, so although it's not good to cry during confinement, I still hope you can vent it out."

Zhao Hanzhang was silent for a moment, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and did not lose his temper again, "I'm fine, but the lactation hormones are not affected. If it were in the past, I wouldn't cry over such a thing."

Even after saying this, the tears still fell one by one, and they were wiped dry.

Fu Tinghan sighed softly and sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears. Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help sniffing, tilted his head and leaned against him, and whispered: "I really want to go to the Western Regions. Zhang Gui is dead. Zhao Xinhe Zhang Shi doesn’t know when there will be news. Although our cotton seeds are increasing every year, they are still too few compared to the entire world..."

Fu Tinghan hugged her, reached out and patted her back and said: "It's sad when you're sad. There's no need to make so many excuses. Governor Zhang has helped us a lot in these years. Although we have never met, we can know him through letters." As a human being, he deserves your sadness."

 Zhao Hanzhang closed his mouth tightly, became quiet, and cried silently.

 The next day, Zhao Hanzhang stopped going to court for Zhang Gui, and all the officials returned home in silence, hanging white lanterns in mourning for Zhang Gui.

 Zhao Hanzhang wrote and listed Zhang Gui's achievements over the years, and posthumously awarded him the titles of Liangzhou Mu, Shizhong, and Taiwei, with the posthumous title of Wu Mu.

The imperial edict was quickly sent to Xiliang by the officials of the Ministry of Rites who were attending the funeral. In order to improve the morale of the military and people in Xiliang, the telegram first reported the imperial edict in clear text.

The so-called plain text is a message that can be received by anyone with a radio station in each state. The whole country knows that the King of Xiliang has died of illness and the whole country is mourning.

Because the joy of the birth of the eldest princess was diluted, every household replaced the red lanterns and red cloth strips at home with white lanterns and white linen cloth to observe Zhang Gui's filial piety.

Bei Gongchun received the telegram and found out that his old master had died of illness. He burst into tears with a cry of "Wow", threw away his sword, put on sackcloth, tied a filial belt and ran to the military camp.

Huang An couldn't catch up behind him, so he could only stamp his feet and return to the general's mansion while crying. He asked Mrs. Beigong to bring out all the filial piety hemp. He also sent people across the city to buy it and took two carts of linen to the military camp.

The Xiliang army was shocked when they saw the general coming over in mourning clothes and crying. The first thought was that something had happened to the old lady of Beigong, but they thought wrong. Although the general respected the old lady, he kept a clear distinction between public and private matters. Coming to the military camp in mourning?

Then I felt cold all over, could it be Your Majesty...

Just as he was panicking, Bei Gongchun went straight to the dozen veterans who had served as soldiers under Zhang Gui with him, and cried loudly: "Old Meng, my old master... is dead."

 Lao Meng, who was blind in one eye, was stunned for a moment, tears burst out from his eyes, and he hugged Bei Gongchun and cried, "When did it happen?"

Bei Gongjun: "The telegram I just received was sent on September 22nd. It hurts me so much! It hurts me so much!"

 The veterans of Xiliang reacted and cried bitterly.

There are also many young soldiers from Xiliang here. Most of them came to join the army from Xiliang after hearing about Bei Gongchun's reputation, Zhao Hanzhang's kindness and generosity, and Zhang Gui not prohibiting it. Wang didn't have too deep emotions, but at this time he lowered his head and shed tears.

Bei Gongchun has met two good people in his life who know how to use him and are willing to use him. One is Zhao Hanzhang and the other is Zhang Gui.

If Zhao Hanzhang was the bright light he saw when he reached a desperate situation, then Zhang Gui was the Bole who selected him from ten thousand horses.

Beigong Jun respected him as a father. His death left a void in his heart, leaving only the instinct to cry.

Fortunately, his sorrow came violently and went away quickly. When Huang An brought a cart of linen and distributed it for the whole army to wear mourning, Bei Gongchun came back with burps and twitches of reason, "The whole army wears mourning. Yes, I have to ask His Majesty for instructions."

Beigong Jun is a person who strictly abides by the law and military orders. Huang An said: "Your Majesty ordered the whole country to observe filial piety, and the army also belongs to the whole country."

But Bei Gongchun was still stubborn and wanted to ask for instructions. Although the Bingzhou army was called the Xiliang Army, it belonged to the imperial court. Their food and clothing expenses were all money given by the imperial court, and they no longer belonged to Xiliang.

It is his personal behavior to wear mourning for Zhang Gui. Whether the army wears it or not depends on the emperor's decision.

Zhao Hanzhang agreed and allowed two men from the Xiliang army to return to Xiliang for the funeral.

When Beigong Chun heard this, he immediately selected Huang An and another veteran. He cried: "I hate having to be the governor, not the general. I also want to go back to see my old master."

 At this point, Beigong Jun paused and murmured: "If I resign at this time..."

Huang An was startled and quickly advised: "General, your Majesty will definitely not allow it, and maybe he will blame Xiliang and think that Xiliang is too close to us."

Bei Gongchun wiped away his tears and said: "Shut up, Your Majesty is not that kind of person. Even though I say this, I know I can't quit."

Huang An held it in his heart, knowing that he couldn't quit, why did you say it? Is it fun to scare him?

In Youzhou, not far from Bingzhou, Shi Le sighed after reading the telegram: "He is a hero. It will be enough if I can achieve his achievements to the end of my life."

Zhang Bin smiled and said nothing, but he knew in his heart that Shi Le would not get the posthumous title of "Wu Mu". His honor was only during his lifetime and after his death... Alas, there were too many mistakes in the first half of his life. There are more people in the world who want to kill Shi Le than There are many emperors, but I don’t know how many people hate him.

Zhang Bin has only one goal now, which is to make his lord achieve greater and more achievements, reduce the impact of the first half of his life, and strive for a good outcome after death.

After Zhang Mao from Xiliang sent the telegram, he sat in the radio room and waited for more than an hour. The radio station that had been silent suddenly rang.

 Everyone in the radio room sat upright and watched with heart.

After a while, the telegraph officer brought the translation and handed it over respectfully.

Wang Rong stretched out his hand to take it, and read with red eyes: "The emperor was very sad after hearing the bad news. He ordered the prince of Xiliang to collect the remains, and ordered officials from the Ministry of Rites to assist in the funeral. He also ordered the whole country to hold a funeral to mourn the king of Xiliang. .”

Zhang Mao's back immediately relaxed. He leaned back on the chair, moved his mouth and jaws, and tears rolled down his face. The sadness he had been holding back finally fell into place, and he could cry happily.

 The nationwide mourning shows that His Majesty does not blame the funeral for interrupting His Highness's happy event.

The Xiliang Prince's Mansion was filled with tears and a funeral was held.

The next day, they received another telegram from the capital, which was an imperial edict that had come in advance.

Zhang Mao and his family knelt down outside the radio station to listen. When they heard Wang Rong reported that he was posthumously giving the title of Taiwei, with the posthumous title of Wu Mu, Zhang Mao kowtowed, leaned on the ground and said loudly: "I thank you for your kindness, I Zhang Mao." The family tradition of filial piety has been passed down from generation to generation. From the early Han Dynasty to the present, we have been loyal and obedient from generation to generation. I, Zhang Mao, will never forget the instructions of my ancestors. I will defend the country and open up borders for the sake of China, for the people, and for your majesty, till my death!"

He raised his tearful eyes and looked back at his nephew Zhang Jun and daughter Zhang Ruo who were kneeling behind him. "You two must also remember the ancestral precepts and never let down the country and your majesty!"

Seven-year-old Zhang Jun and eight-year-old Zhang Ruo responded with serious faces and bowed down.

See you tomorrow.

　　Why is it so early today? Because after staying up late yesterday, I felt the call of death (arrhythmia). I didn’t like it and I refused it, so I decided to try to come earlier in the future.