Minister Xu Pei revealed a displeased expression, but he couldn't force Xu Yanxiao either.
If he allowed Xu Yanxiao to walk to Mountain Barbican, what would the world say?
Not only did he force her entire family to die, he even wanted to mistreat his only daughter?
If he didn't allow it, the rumors in the outside world would be even worse!
Minister Xu Pei scrutinized Xu Yanxiao's face. Seeing her resolute gaze, he knew that there was no room for discussion.
"It's time. Let's go."
Xu Yanxiao walked at the front of the procession. She held Xu Fei's and her mother's tokens in each hand.
Her mourning clothes were very loose, and she wore a long and wide white cloth on her head, making her look even more frail.
Due to the rules of mourning, she only wore coarse stockings and straw sandals.
The road was uneven, and there were gravel and gravel everywhere. It had rained last night, so many places were filled with puddles and mud.
It was easy to imagine how much suffering Xu Yanxiao would have to endure if she insisted on walking.
Minister Xu Pei saw that she wouldn't come to her senses. He swung his sleeves angrily and spoke with a gloomy expression.
"Rise —"
Following the spirit guide's shout, the seven coffins were lifted one by one.
According to the order of seniority, Xu Fei's coffin was placed at the front, followed closely by the official wife's coffin.
The remaining five coffins were arranged according to the seniority of the concubine sons, followed by the two concubine daughters.
White banners hung high, paper money fluttered in the wind, and the Spirit Guiding Bell rang along the way.
Qin Gong rode to a high vantage point and watched the procession until Xu Yanxiao's silhouette became a white dot in his vision.
"Captain Qin, are you worried about the lady's safety?"
Seeing him return, Yang Si asked with a smile with a worried expression on his face.
Qin Gong nodded honestly. "I am indeed a little worried."
To Xu Yanxiao, Xu Pei was no longer her uncle. He was the culprit who had forced her father to his death and indirectly caused her mother's death.
How could Qin Gong be at ease letting the eleven-year-old Xu Pei go alone into an environment filled with evil intentions?
Yang Si said, "Lady Xu is still young, but she has a sharp mind. Compared to her, Captain Qin is the more worrying one. "
Qin Gong's expression froze, and his heart began to pound.
To a certain extent, Yang Si represented the new master, Liu Xi. If he was dissatisfied, the new master would not have a good time either.
Qin Gong did not know what he had done to annoy Yang Si. He cupped his hands nervously.
"I'm young and immature. Please give me some pointers."
Yang Si saw that his face was pale and he looked frightened. The little bit of bad taste in his heart was greatly satisfied.
He helped Qin Gong up. "Colonel Qin, what are you doing? I only had a sudden feeling just now, I didn't mean anything else. "
But when he suddenly said that, it was quite scary.
Qin Gong's heart was pounding. He couldn't help but wonder if his actions in recent days had violated Yang Si's taboo.
Yang Si smiled and narrowed his eyes. His attitude toward Qin Gong was no different than usual, and it made Qin Gong feel much more at ease.
The procession set off in the morning and only arrived at the Mountain Urn City when the Golden Crow set in the west and the sky darkened.
The current owner of Mountain Urn City was Xu Bei.
Xu Yanxiao slowly walked to the bottom of the city, her eyes coldly looking at the slightly charred city gate.
Her mind replayed the scene of the fire she had seen that day when she was fleeing. The charred marks told of the bitter battle that night.
Xu Bei had waited for an entire day in vain. He had even finished his dinner when he received news of Xu Yanxiao's arrival.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and once again put on a carefully prepared expression. Dressed in plain white clothes, he sincerely attended Xu Fei's funeral.
To disgust Xu Fei, he had even prepared an incomparably flowery funeral oration.
Xu Bei cried for a long time, and the officials under the tent also had red eyes.
Only Xu Yanxiao remained unmoved. It was as if she was watching a monkey show.
"Uncle, please restrain your grief and accept fate. Don't cry, otherwise Father won't be able to rest in peace. " Xu Yanxiao remained expressionless. She said in a hoarse voice, "You and Father were deeply in love, but due to the circumstances, you had no choice but to fight among yourselves. After Father was defeated, he hung himself in despair. Mother wanted to follow him through life and death, so she passed away first … this is all fate. Uncle, you don't have to be too sad. "
Xu Bei said, "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. As for the funeral oration, I can't escape blame. "
As he finished speaking, he burst into tears again.
Xu Bei played the role of an uncle who grieved over his niece, agreeing to Xu Yanxiao's every request.
Unbeknownst to him, Xu Yanxiao had dug a pit for him at this time.
She accompanied Xu Bei into the city with a normal expression. From time to time, she would comfort Xu Bei and cooperate with his performance.
Until …
"Ah, the blood on the ground …"
Previously, their vision had been dim. Now that they had arrived at the brightly lit meeting hall, they realized that there were many faint bloody footprints on the ground.
Looking at them, they saw that Xu Yanxiao was wearing a pair of tattered straw sandals. Her stockings were covered in blood and mud.
Everyone felt pain just by looking at it, but this person looked as if nothing had happened.
Xu Bei's heart skipped a beat.
Xu Yanxiao hung her head in shame. "Uncle, you are immersed in your pain and have no heart to care about the outside world. Niece also doesn't want to trouble Uncle with such a small matter …"
The candlelight burned brightly. Xu Bei felt that he couldn't put down his pride.
If he really cared about his niece, how could he not know that she had walked so far barefoot and that her soles were damaged?
To put it bluntly, it was just a show.
If Xu Yanxiao made him feel disgusted, then Jiang Pengji's letter made him so angry that he exploded on the spot.
A few days after Xu Fei's burial, Xu Bei finally received the reply that he had been longing for.
Xu Bei took the secret letter from the messenger's hands and opened it to read.
Beside him, Han Yu and Cheng Xun looked at each other. The latter's eyes were filled with doubt, while the former's expression was grave.
The time taken for the messenger to make a round trip was too short.
Unless the messenger saw Jiang Pengji on the way!
Han Yu frowned deeply. He could already foresee the outcome.
As expected …
Xu Bei's anger was much stronger than expected. He slammed his palm on the table, so angry that his shoulders were trembling.
"Outrageous! Liu Xi's arrogance knows no bounds …"
Xu Bei was so angry that he threw the letter away and flipped the table over.
Han Yu picked up the letter and glanced at the contents from the corner of his eyes.
I want 100% of the nine prefectures and four seas!
Merely eight words, but they expressed her ambition, arrogance, and unruliness.
This was not only her goal, but also her declaration of war against Xu Bei. Xu Bei's territory was within the borders of the nine prefectures and four seas.
She wanted 100%, while Xu Bei could only ask for 0%.
Xu Bei wrote a letter to ask for peace, but she replied with such a letter. It was like a slap in the face.
"She wants 100% of the nine prefectures and four seas? Since ancient times, how many people have dared to say such words? Isn't she afraid that the wind will cut her tongue? "
Xu Bei's anger did not subside.
Cheng Xun also came over to read the contents of the letter.
He frowned and said, "She's just playing to the gallery. Even the ancestors of the previous dynasty would not dare to be so arrogant."
Xu Bei wanted to share the cake with her, but she wanted to eat the whole cake in one bite. Wasn't she afraid of choking?
Han Yu did not say anything.
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