In the early morning of the ninth day of the fifth month of the eighth year of Taikang, Duke Chen of the Great Jin closed his eyes, let out his last breath, and passed away.

At this time, it is dawn.

Jing'an Hou Li Xin walked out of the teacher's room with an expressionless face, then looked at the Ye family who was kneeling at the door, and his voice was trembling.

"Master Ye... is gone."

He felt very sad at this moment.

Soully, he was a visitor from another world. After coming to this world, the only close relative had passed away. The uncle who took care of him also passed away when he came. Therefore, at the beginning, he had no worries.

It is also because of this reason that the charcoal seller had resolutely lived in the capital without hesitation. Otherwise, with Li Xin's personality, he would probably have escaped from the capital early and went to accompany his relatives.

At that time, he had no worries.

But nearly ten years have passed, and he met all kinds of people in the capital, gradually gaining roots in this world, and he has become a lot of concern.

The eldest princess, Zhong Xiaoxiao, her children, Mu Ying, Zhao Jia and all kinds of people in the capital.

Among these people, Ye Sheng is extremely important.

It was the first time that Li Xin came to Duke Chen's mansion to meet Ye Sheng in the 18th year of Chengde. At that time, he had just made a wine in Zhurong, and he was brought to him by Duke Chen's mansion. One was to curry favor with Ye Sheng, the military elder, and the other was to get to know people. Li Xin, who was still a Yulin Guard, then came to see Ye Sheng with shamelessness.

Relying on Zhurong’s face, Li Xincai met Ye Sheng.

In the following time, Li Xin and the Ye family got closer and closer, and later became Ye Sheng's only closed disciple, and had no distinction between them and the Ye family.

In the past decade, although Li Xin has helped the Ye family a lot, he has never really helped this husband Ye.

On the contrary, Ye Sheng helped Li Xin a lot on the road of growth.

At this time, the mentor passed away, and Li Xin felt empty and indescribable discomfort.

It's like losing a close relative.

He said this, and the Ye family, who was kneeling at the door, burst into tears. Ye Lin and Ye Mao's uncle and nephew rolled up from the ground and rushed into the room.

On the bed in the room, Old Man Ye, who was already thin, was lying quietly on the bed, with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

His expression was quiet, and he obviously didn't have much thought when he left.

Ye Lin looked at his father lying on the bed and stood there in a daze.

Although he was mentally prepared, when things really happened, Mr. Ye still couldn't accept it.

From childhood to adulthood, Ye Sheng has been the god of the Ye family. No matter what they did outside, this old man who looked a little thin could always protect them under his wings with a calm and gentle atmosphere.

Ye Lin was a crime in the capital and beat many young men from high-ranking officials' families, but no matter what he did, as long as he ran home, no one dared to come in and find trouble for him.

Ye Sheng felt extremely strong and secure towards the Ye family, and the blue sky above the Ye family.

Now... the sky is falling.

Ye Lin was stunned for a while before he knelt on the ground with a plop. His eyes were red first, and then tears began to gush out.

Finally, the young master Ye Si, who was usually quite cold, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Ye Mao knelt behind his fourth uncle, his face covered in tears.

He should be the saddest person among all.

Ye Ming, the boss of the Ye family, wanted to go to the north to support the family business, so he grew up with Ye Sheng since he was a child. The old man tirelessly taught this eldest grandson. He can be said to have been raised by Old Man Ye.

Now, Ye Sheng is gone.

This young master, who was like a god of killing on the battlefield, was like losing his soul, kneeling on the ground and crying, and could not say a word.

A moment later, there were crying everywhere in the entire Duke Chen's mansion.

Li Xin walked out of the room and waved to Chen Shiliu who was waiting at the door of the room. Chen Shiliu immediately trotted over and bent down slightly.

"Marty..."

Li Xin's eyes were red, but there was no expression on his face, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"You go home and tell the eldest princess, and you will say that Master Ye has gone."

"Let her...hang the white banner."

Chen Shiliu immediately lowered his head: "The villain is going now."

Li Xin said silently: "Another, tell her that I won't go home in the next few days and I will help you at the Ye family. I will ask her to bring Ahan and Ping'er over tomorrow and kowtow in front of Ye Shiling."

"The villain... understand."

Chen Shiliu lowered his head and hesitated for a moment before he spoke carefully: "Mr. Marquis, you... Say sad..."

"The festival cannot be done."

Li Xin turned around and walked towards Old Man Ye's room.

Chen Shiliu sighed, ran out of Duke Chen's mansion quickly, and went home to report the news.

When Li Xin returned to the room again, he saw Ye Lin and others crying on the ground. He felt very uncomfortable. In this atmosphere, tears burst out from his eyes again. He walked to Ye Lin, knelt down and said in tears: "Senior Brother Ye, you are the only son in the capital. I know that you are very sad, but now it's time to prepare for funeral."

"We must do what we should do well, and we cannot let our mentor leave uneasy."

Ye Lin, whose hair was already white, was so crying that he could hardly speak.

"Father..."

Li Xin wiped his tears and reached out to pat Ye Lin on the back.

After a long time, Ye Lin recovered a little. While shedding tears, he said to Li Xin: "The sky in the Ye family has collapsed..."

He gritted his teeth and choked and said, "When my father was there, I felt that there was nothing in the world that I could not do. Now that my father has left, I don't know how to do anything..."

Li Xin wiped his tears and sighed deeply.

"Senior Brother is going to send a funeral note now, and then find someone to restrain Master Ye's body. You can find someone who understands the specific matters to arrange, but as a son of Mr. Ye, you should be busy with it."

Ye Lin nodded, got up from the ground, glanced at the old father's remains, and tears fell in his eyes.

He walked to Ye Mao and said, "Maoer, you will take people to the funeral stickers in Yonglefang. The white banners at home will be hung up immediately..."

Ye Mao kept crying in his eyes, but no sound was made.

It was because of being overly injured and unable to speak.

After hearing Ye Lin's words, he stood up in a dark way, turned around and went to do business.

Li Xin was with Ye Lin near his voice hoarse: "I am also half of Master Ye's son. I will be in the Ye family these days. If you have any questions, my senior brother will give me instructions."

It was already May, and even in the early morning, it was not cold. However, when a gust of night wind blew, Ye Lin felt trembling all over.

He still couldn't calm down for a while.

Seeing this, Marquis Jing'an was also in a hurry, so he reached out and patted his shoulder and sighed.

"Senior Brother Ye, from today..."
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