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Chapter 90: Stratagem in Sadness

As night gradually came, the Yan army left the battlefield. Considering that the troops were exhausted and the casualties were serious, the King of Yan decided not to get entangled with Ping'an anymore, so he drove the camp overnight to the north. It was not until midnight that the army set off the camp and boiled water and cooked rice to rest.

The snow stopped, the noise during the day had disappeared, and only the wounded soldiers were moaning in the night.

Zhu Gaoxu walked into the central army and had time to talk to the King of Yan. He saluted first, clasped his fists and said, "The news that the father was in Dongchang reached Peiping, and everyone in the family was very worried. The mother was most worried and kept sighing, asking Erchen to lead troops to help his father. After receiving the order, he worked tirelessly, and finally arrived."

The King of Yan nodded and praised: "Gao Xu defeated Wu Jie's army in one battle, eliminating a big trouble for me."

Zhu Gaoxu hurriedly said: "The elite soldiers of the government army and infantry are all in the hands of Sheng Yong and Ping'an, and the soldiers under Wu Jie are unable to stand the battle. Wu Jie was unable to prepare in advance to guard the north, so he was caught off guard and was almost defeated! The son of the minister was just a coincidence."

King Yan smiled reluctantly and said, "Who can you blame Wu Jie for being unprepared for his own mistakes? Last time Xu Kai was arrested, he even called me a sneak attack!"

The generals next to him laughed after hearing this, as if they were mocking Xu Kai.

Zhu Gaoxu said: "Ping's men are not that easy to deal with. The son-in-law first saw his right wing turbulence and thought he could be defeated by side, but unexpectedly, he still failed to help his father break through the formation and keep Ping'an until dark."

King Yan said: "You are right! The official army first lost all the elite cavalry, and now all the infantry can fight in the hands of two people; Sheng Yong's infantry camp is even more powerful, and his infantry skills are far superior to Ping'an. However, they don't have many elite soldiers, and other official soldiers and horses are not so brave and good at fighting. In the future, as long as we do not underestimate the enemy, we can still defeat the official army!"

The Yan army suffered a great loss not long ago, and the King of Yan gradually regained confidence. Zhu Gaoxu admired his father very much.

The King of Yan looked back and forth, his eyes were bright and he showed no depressed expression, and encouraged everyone, "The weather is very cold this time, thank you for your hard work. Our army will return to Peiping first, wait for the weather to warm up, and then go south to defeat the official army!"

"The prince is wise!" the generals bowed one after another.

After saying that, everyone returned to the camp to rest for a while. They only rested for three hours. Before dawn the next day, the Yan army drove the camp to the north.

...In the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival has not arrived yet, and the atmosphere of the New Year has not yet gone. But the Zhang family is different from other families. There is white cloth hanging on the door of the Zhang family, and there is a sarcastic sound inside and outside, and the funeral is being done.

In the mourning hall, the Taoists played percussion instruments and sang lyrics to save the dead. The lead singer who was holding a bronze turtle and chanted for a while, then bowed and told his family: "Wow!"

The family members knelt on the cushion and wore mourning clothes and kowtowed to the spiritual position together. A group of women cried the most fiercely and almost fainted. However, Zhang Fu, who was kneeling in the front, did not make a sound, but his eyes were red and tears were stained on his face.

While Zhang Fu was sad, he suddenly felt something else: responsibility.

When my father was there, he had an important place in the Yan Prince's Mansion. Whether it was outside or at home, it was my father who had the final say, and it was my father who supported the big beam. Zhang Fu only needed to do his duty under the protection of the halo.

But now, my father lay in the coffin, and the lobby was full of a large family, mostly women and children. Who is this large family dependent on?

Zhang Fu felt that when he stood up and carried the rise and fall of the entire family, it suddenly came!

He was a little heavy and a little trembling, but after kowtowing, he knelt in front of the spirit and raised his chest. A feeling of responsibility surged into his heart.

Zhang Fu listened to the Taoist priests singing in his ears, and his family cried without saying a word. In the long etiquette of the temple, he thought a lot... He only used his father's merits and accumulations before his death, so the huge family could not go long. Zhang Fu must do more things based on his father's foundation.

After working in the temple for a while, the Taoists were resting for a while. The guests came in one after another, bowed to Zhang Yu's coffin and spiritual seat, and said something to Zhang Fu to comfort his family.

After Zhu Neng came in, he walked straight to the coffin without the coffin board and squatted beside him and looked at Zhang Yu inside. Everyone looked at each other. Seeing that Zhang Fu was not saying a word, everyone did not step forward to interfere. Zhang Fu let Zhu Neng mutter inside.

There were many guests here today. From this scene, Zhang Fu felt that the Zhang family's connections were still there, and everything did not really collapse.

"The King of Yan is here!" someone suddenly shouted.

Zhang Fu didn't care much, so he got up from the cushion and went out to meet the door, looking sad. He saw that the King of Yan and his three sons were all here, wearing simple robes.

Zhang Fu cried out and was about to kneel down. The King of Yan held him in his arms, "Zhang Fu, be mourning and following the changes."

"My father's unfulfilled wish, my son will do his best..." Zhang Fu cried sadly.

"Very good, ambitious." King Yan nodded. He walked into the mourning hall, and went straight to the coffin, looked at the corpse inside and said, "Zhang Yu, you left too early. Don't worry, close your eyes. As long as I am here, I will protect you."

Zhang Fu hurriedly said, "My father knows that I will thank the prince for his kindness!"

The King of Yan lamented a few times, bowed to the coffin, turned around, grabbed Zhang Fu's wrist and walked out, turned back to his three sons and said, "You go and salute too."

The King of Yan pulled Zhang Fu under the eaves outside and said, "All the generals of the royal palace, I am the closest to your father."

Zhang Fu bowed and listened.

The King of Yan continued: "My eldest daughter-in-law mentioned that before. She wanted your sister to be the prince's second concubine, but your father...ah!"

"What the prince said is that the last brothers and sisters must be filial." Zhang Fu said.

The Prince's Concubine had mentioned this matter a long time ago. Zhang Yu did not comment on it before and said that he would ask the King of Yan, but the King of Yan never mentioned it.

In fact, according to Zhang Fu's considerations, he coincided with his father Zhang Yu, and he was unwilling to marry the prince so early!

He actually thought it was okay if his sister was the official concubine, but he just thought it was too early... Now who doesn't know the contribution of the second son of King Yan, the prince is the eldest son of King Yan, but he is too fat and useless! What happened next is really hard to explain.

At this time, King Yan said again: "I agreed, and I was just trying to find an opportunity to tell your father. Now I can only wait for a while, and you will be filial to Zhang Yu first. But don't worry, your father is gone, and I will take charge of your brother and sister at that time."

When Zhang Fu heard this, he knew that everything was a foregone conclusion and that his little thought of waiting and watching was useless.

King Yan has made up his mind, but he, Zhang Fu, dares to refuse? King Yan is still there. If Zhang Fu wants to show his intention to choose a person, then it is true that once his father dies, the Zhang family will face the situation that sooner or later they will finish playing!
Chapter completed!
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