In October, the leaves are withered and the leaves are all over the ground.

The weather on this day was a little gloomy.

There is a small tea shop next to the official road, and it is packed today.

A middle-aged merchant passing by was a little thirsty, so he stopped the carriage and planned to go to the tea shop to rest and drink some tea to quench his thirst.

"Customer," the dark-skinned tea shop owner nodded and greeted him, "There is only one seat inside. Do you mind sharing a table with others?"

"It's okay." The middle-aged businessman said generously, following the boss in, while looking around at all kinds of tea shops in the tea shop. "Boss, your tea shop is doing well."

"Where is, business is better today." The boss led the middle-aged merchant to a table in the corner.

There were men and two women sitting by the table, both of whom were outstanding in appearance and handsome as if they were in the painting.

The businessman immediately felt his eyes lit up.

The three tea lovers in front of me were dressed in a simple manner, wearing plain cloth clothes, and there were no gorgeous jewelry all over them, only wearing one or two silver jewelry.

Even so, it cannot conceal the nobleness of these three people. They just sat there quietly, which made the middle-aged businessman's mind: dragon and phoenix among people.

He suddenly remembered that he had heard people say that the crouching tiger and hidden dragon in the capital were probably the nobleman from the Marquis' Mansion.

This thought just flashed by, after all, there was a noble person who would appear in a tea shed beside the official road.

The middle-aged merchant sat down in the only empty seat, and the boss smiled and presented him with a cup of fragrant and hot barley tea.

The middle-aged merchant blew tea and asked casually: "Boss, how far is this place from the capital? I see it seems like it is raining."

He frowned and looked at the gloomy sky outside.

He has a carriage, so he is not afraid of rain, but on rainy days, the road is muddy, so it is inevitable that it is inconvenient to travel.

"It's not far away, it's only five miles away." The boss smiled.

Middle-aged businessmen were stunned.

He saw that there were many tea guests here to rest, so he never expected that this place was so close to the capital. He thought to himself: The people in this capital are indeed very particular!

"It won't rain today." A gentle and gentle female voice suddenly rang out, her tone was gentle, and it was like a spring breeze blowing by in this slightly noisy tea shop.

The middle-aged businessman looked for a sound, and the person who spoke was the girl in white sitting on his left hand.

The girl with an oval face looked gentle, smiled slightly at him, and emphasized again: "It won't rain today and tomorrow."

"Second sister, right?"

The last sentence she asked was another girl in white on her right hand. The girl's eyes were dark and big, and she looked beautiful. She nodded without saying a word, as if she was a little restless.

The middle-aged businessman was not relieved, and just thought that every girl was talking casually. The next moment, the boss next to him sighed: "It won't rain, so as not to get wet... the coffin."

The coffin?! The middle-aged merchant's eyelids twitched, and his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt that the tea shop became gloomy.

He subconsciously raised his ears and listened to the tea shops talking in groups of three or three, with words such as "coffin", "paper money", "incense and candle" floating in from time to time.

A gust of autumn wind blew into the tea shop with sporadic golden leaves, slapped on the middle-aged merchants.

He only felt cold sweat coming from the back of his neck, and the chill penetrated into his bones.

He...he...he...he can't be a ghost?!

The middle-aged merchant looked out of the tea shop again, and the sky seemed to be a little gloomy again, with thick clouds piled up in the air, so heavy that it seemed to fall.

On both sides of the official road, more and more people gathered there, including men, women, young and old, with different appearances, but they all looked up in the same direction.

This scene became even more strange in the eyes of middle-aged merchants.

His neck seemed to be rusted, slowly turned toward the tea shop again, and stiffly glanced at the tea shop inside.

His eyes met the "second sister" sitting opposite him.

The girl looked one or two years younger than the oval-faced girl. Her dark eyes were like a deep pool, bottomless and so dark that she dared not look at her.

These eyes do not seem to belong to this dirty world.

The middle-aged businessman felt cold and he didn't even dare to blink. The other party glanced at him, then looked away and talked to the handsome young man in white beside him.

"..." The middle-aged merchant was almost kneeling down.

He obviously didn't do anything wrong in his life, so why did he hit a ghost?

Just as he was struggling to kneel down and beg for mercy, or to think that he had nothing to know and to see if he could get away with it, he heard an excited shout from outside the tea shop: "Here, come!"

The men and women on the roadside were waiting, and countless shouts rang out one after another, with different heights.

In this gloomy weather, the entire official road exudes an inexplicable solemnity.

The middle-aged merchant was stunned and could not move as if he was frozen. He saw the tea shop around him rushing out of the tea shop and talking:

"It's Mr. Gu's coffin that has arrived."

"It must be."

"Marquis Gu is in great scenery, and now he can finally return to his hometown."

"It's not that I don't report, the time has not come..."

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"Mr. Gu?" The middle-aged Shang Shang couldn't help but mutter, realizing that something seemed to be wrong.

The boss who was cleaning the table next to him said, "Young Master Gu doesn't know yet. Today is the day when Master Gu helps his spirits back to Beijing."

"Mr. Gu was wronged and his body was incomplete. Last month, Master Gu went south to Yangzhou to retrieve the remaining body of Marquis Gu, intending to regain his body and then buried it in Gu's ancestral tomb."

"These people outside are all here to welcome Mr. Gu back to Beijing!"

The boss's tone was filled with sighs, and it was even harder to hide his admiration.

The middle-aged merchant blinked slowly, finally reacted completely, and blurted out: "Are you talking about Dingyuan Hou Gu Ce first?"

The boss also looked outside the tea shop and said quietly: "Who else is Gu, Dajing!"

Once, when others talked about Dingyuan Marquis Gu, the first person they thought of was Gu Yao, the first generation of Dingyuan Marquis who established the Dajing Dynasty with Emperor Taizu, and now it is Gu Ce.

Gu Ce's achievements in Dajing were enough to surpass his ancestors, but he was wronged for nine years.

The middle-aged merchant stood up quickly and said excitedly: "I'll go out to welcome Marquis Gu, too."

He rushed out of the tea shop quickly, came to the side of the official road, and squeezed into the crowd and looked south.

At the end of the official road, white shadows swayed, and white banners surged together, like snow waves rolling in, gradually approaching.

"Mr. Gu, my soul is back!"

In the crowd, a young man shouted with a long tone, dragging his long tone, and then the others also shouted: "Mr. Gu, my soul is back!"

The shouts of the people gradually overlapped and were uniform, and the loud and sad voice seemed to shock the heaven and earth!

Since the forced palace in April, the unjust case of Gu Ce, the Marquis of Dingyuan, spread throughout the scene with the incident of King Kang's forced palace.

After King Kang was captured when he was plotted against the rebellion, the three departments held a trial and sentenced him to death. After that, the emperor issued an edict to tell the public the truth about Gu Ce's surrender to the enemy. Only then did the people realize that Gu Ce won the majority nine years ago, with few defeated the Nanyue army and killed nearly 20,000 enemies.

Back then, Gu Ce could have defeated the South Vietnamese army and returned in triumphantly, but King Kang opened the gate of Tailing City for his own private life, which not only caused the people in the city to die at the hands of the Vietnamese army, but also caused Gu Ce to be attacked from both sides and sacrificed heroically.

Afterwards, in order to calm the hearts of the people and motivate the soldiers, the saints of Yue concealed the defeat of the Yue army in Shangling, and only claimed to the outside world that Gu Ce opened the city gate to surrender the enemy, and the late emperor followed the trend in order to protect King Kang.

After the truth spread throughout the scene, the whole country was shocked.

Gu Ce's life was only a short thirty years, but his military achievements were outstanding and his amazing talents were recorded in history. Whether it was fifteen years ago or nine years ago, he defended the national gate of Yangzhou for Dajing. Without support, he defeated Yue people with few defeats.

If it weren't for the personal selfishness of the late emperor, Yangzhou would not have been defeated nine years ago, and the eldest prince would not have been sent to Yue for eight years.

Gu Ce sacrificed his life for Dajing, but suffered nine years of grievances and was scolded by the world. It is really regrettable.

It is precisely because of this that the people are very complicated. They respect Gu Ce and feel guilty, and feel more regretful: if Gu Ce is still alive, Dajing will have one more member of the gods who are enough to shock the world.

"Mr. Gu, my soul is back!"

Amid the shouts, a handsome young man wearing a frosty white robe and a hemp rope tied with a horse carrying a white banner. The distance was still far away, and everyone could not see the young man's eyebrows and eyes, and only felt a cold and sad aura radiating all over him.

Behind him were more than a dozen men in white clothes protecting a carriage covered with white cloth, and a coffin was placed on the carriage.

Anyone can guess that this coffin must be Gu Ce's coffin.

The convoy escorting the coffin was getting closer and closer.

The teams on both sides welcomed Gu Ce back to Beijing spontaneously followed the rear of the convoy. The team continued to grow, with white banners surging like clouds, paper money scattered like raindrops, and the entire official road was filled with tragic white...

Suddenly, Gu Yuan, who was carrying the white banner, held the reins and the horse stopped in front of the tea shop.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage carrying the coffin behind Gu Yuan also stopped; then, the spirit-helping teams behind the carriage also stopped one after another... Time seemed to be still.

The people on both sides were confused and looked at each other.

Everyone was silent. Not long after, the noisy official road became silent.

Two women and a man in white clothes walked out of the crowd by the official road slowly, and walked straight to the front of the spirit-helping team, blocking Gu Yuan and his party's way.

The people on the roadside frowned, and some people shouted unhappily: "Hey..."

The next moment, the girl in white with big eyes standing in front bent her knees towards the coffin, and said with red eyes: "My daughter is here to welcome her father home."

Gu Yunzhen on Gu Yanfei's right hand also bowed his knees and gave a blessing, while Chu Yi on the other side bowed and bowed.
To be continued...