"Everything is carefully, but it must be solid and the inside and outside must be connected. I have to clean up and start the fire today. Otherwise, if the fifth master blames him, I will not speak for you."

In Chenyang, Ningyuan Mansion, an old man in his seventies was on a crutch and reminded the young men who were helping to build a fire kang. From time to time, he would knock on the crutch here and touch it, looking worried.

The old man was named Li Chengxi, who was the clan of Li Chengliang, the uncle of Ningyuan. He followed Li Chengliang since he was fourteen years old. Because of his disability in his legs and feet, Li Chengxi could not serve in the army, so Li Chengliang asked him to help the housekeeper. This has been in charge for more than fifty years.

Because of his illness, Li Chengxi never married his wife in his life. Li Chengliang treated him as a brother and kept him in the uncle's house like this, and he didn't care about anything. But Li Chengxi worked hard all his life, no matter how old he was or how bad he was, he couldn't sit still. Now, he was worried about getting a kang in the mansion and came to take a look.

In fact, the Ningyuan Bo Mansion in Chenyang is not a serious Bo Mansion. The real Bo Mansion is in Beijing and was given by the current emperor. More than 20 years ago, after Li Chengliang was impeached and transferred from Liaodong, he lived in Bo Mansion in Beijing for ten years, and now he lives there with his children and grandchildren.

The Ningyuan Bo Mansion in Chenyang was built in the 31st year of Wanli, and is no smaller than the one in Beijing. In recent years, Li Chengliang has lived here and has never returned to Beijing. This Ningyuan Bo Mansion is also called the Taifu Mansion by the people in the city.

"Okay, third grandfather, don't worry. After the night, I will definitely call you warm and harmonious." The person who spoke was the Chingtou in the mansion, who was a capable man. He was originally a soldier under the mansion, and after he was injured in North Korea, he was placed in the mansion. This man was skillful and could do all kinds of things in the mansion with a big and small greeting.

The third uncle was relieved to Jiangtou, and he smiled: "Then you are doing it here, I am old and old, and I am not suffering here." He said that, and he slowly walked towards the front yard with a crutch.

"Third Grandpa, it's such a cold day, why don't you rest in the house? What are you doing outside?...You two can't help the Grandpa back to the house quickly."

Li Chengliang's fifth son, Liaodong general Li Rumei, had just returned from outside. Seeing that his clan uncle was still wandering outside at such an old age, he hurriedly asked his servant to send his clan uncle back to the house.

The third grandfather waved his hand and said, "Fifth Lao, I'll go see the eldest son. Tomorrow will be his sixty-year-old life."

Li Rumei was stunned for a moment and sighed softly.

Ten years ago, the Tatars' land barbarians invaded Liaodong. The eldest brother Li Rusong, who was the general of Liaodong at the time, led a light cavalry to chase and ramble the nest. As a result, he encountered tens of thousands of Tatar cavalry. The eldest brother's army had only more than 3,000 people, but he vowed to retreat to death. He fought with the Tatar soldiers for half a day, and finally died because he was outnumbered and died at the age of fifty.

Tomorrow is Li Rusong's 60th birthday.

"Just ask the people below to do these things. Grandpa, please go back to the house and rest."

Li Chengliang has been leading troops outside to fight for many years, and his wife died early. It can be said that Li Rusong's brothers were all raised by Li Chengxi and had deep feelings.

Li Rumei was afraid that the clan uncle would be too sad because he had a good heart, so she insisted on persuading Li Chengxi to go back. But Li Chengxi refused, so he had no choice but to go with him.

"Taigong, where is my father?" Li Rumei asked.

"It's in the house." Li Chengxi thought for a while and said to Li Rumei: "Fifth, don't talk about the boss's affairs to Mr. Uncle."

"I know."

Li Rumei nodded, and after watching her uncle leave, she couldn't help feeling ache. The eldest brother Rusong has been away for ten years, and the fourth brother Ruzhang also passed away three years ago. Now, he and the second brother Rubai and the third brother Ruzhen support him. The younger brothers below are a little incompetent, and they are worried about their father a lot.

Every time his father scolded those younger brothers, what Li Rumei heard the most was your elder brother Rusong back then. This made them feel uncomfortable when they heard it. They knew that in their father's heart, the best son was the elder brother Rusong. The death of his elder brother also hit his father heavily, making him quiet over the years. When he was fine, he was always stuck in the house and no one saw him.

After sighing slightly, Li Rumei came outside his father Li Chengliang's house. He knocked on the door gently and whispered: "Father."

"Is it Lao Wu? Come in." The sound from inside the house made Li Rumei very familiar, but she felt unfamiliar, because the sound seemed to be older.

After entering the house, Li Rumei was stunned. The windows were blocked, and there were no lights in the house, and the light was very dark.

His father, Li Chengliang, was sitting on a recliner with a tiger skin covering his body.

It was Zhang Baihuskin, which was sent by Nurhaci from Jianzhou a few years ago. Li Chengliang liked it very much.

Following the light reflected in the house after the door opened, Li Rumei's eyes was a face full of old-fashioned spots.

Li Rumei gently covered the door and walked to her father. He was about to speak, but Li Chengliang said, "You go to the eldest grave tomorrow to take a look."

Li Rumei was stunned and responded in a low voice. After his elder brother Rusong died in battle, the court built a tomb in the capital, but Rusong's corpse was buried in his hometown in Tieling.

"Your brother is 60 years old." Li Chengliang's tone was very calm, "Don't do it at home. Just do it well for your brother in Tieling."

"Father, I will." Li Rumei responded quickly, "Father, don't be too sad..."

"I am not sad. Since ancient times, no one has died. I will leave my loyalty to shine in history." This poem is the desperate poem by Wen Tianxiang, a hero of the Southern Song Dynasty. At this moment, he said it from Li Chengliang, and everyone who hears it will be moved. Because his son Li Rusong died for the country.

"Lao Wu, why do you think people live so long?" Li Chengliang slowly sat up from the recliner. His face was not only covered with old man spots, but also his hands and body were covered with spots of different shades of color. He is already eighty-four this year.

"Seventy-three, eighty-four, the King of Hell will not ask himself to go."

"Father, the fortune teller said you can be over a hundred years old."

"A hundred years old?" Li Chengliang shook his head, "How many people in the world can be more than a hundred years old? My father is eighty-four this year. It's OK. If you continue to live, the King of Hell will not tolerate it."

Li Rumei didn't know how to persuade her father, and she was silent there.

After a while, Li Chengliang asked him: "Is there anything wrong?"

Li Rumei hurriedly said, "Father, I heard that Shulhazi sent someone over, but you didn't see him?"

"Yes." Li Chengliang nodded slightly.

Li Rumei frowned slightly: "So, has my father changed his mind?"

Li Chengliang didn't say anything.

"Father, Nurhaci is already full of wings. This person is ambitious and may cause great disaster in the future. Since his father has submitted a report to the court to protect Shurhaci, how can he make a mistake easily?" Li Rumei was worried.
Chapter completed!