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Ying'er's death made Yue Fei's heart hurt. He never thought that the trip to the Western Regions would become the final farewell for husband and wife. In that sunny spring day, the two adoring hearts collided and fused, the strong and the strong. Now, all of this was like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, the red vanishes, the flower falls and the person dies, the Yin and Yang are separated, life and death are different. He sat beside Ying'er and gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. He gently placed the red umbrella on the bedside and silently returned to the living room with his family.

Yue Fei recalled that Ying'er had never had a good day since she entered the family home. She had only been married for two months, and she had already left her side to go to the border to fight against the Golden Man. It had just been a full year, but she hadn't expected that she would run into an incident involving ghosts in the Maple Grove. "It's hard to find one in a drifting dream." He caressed Ying'er's smooth hands again, and said with a hoarse voice: "Ying'er! The commoners were suffering too much, Brother Yue had to go! This is your wish as well. Now that big brother has completed it for you, if you know in the afterlife, you will definitely be happy. Ying'er, don't worry, I will definitely raise our children well. You will definitely be able to see us from the sky.

No matter how upset he was, the funeral had to be done. According to the local customs, if a woman was killed in a funeral, she had to be buried at night or her family would suffer. Steward Wang told Yue Fei about this custom, which Yue Fei did not agree with. He insisted that Ying'er was a beautiful flower that needed the protection of the sun. She had to be buried in the daytime in order to have the warmth of the sun.

Hong Qi Niu and the rest were also on their way, day and night. Since their horses could not match up to Lightning Dragon Colts, they were two days behind, but they were still able to catch Ying'er's funeral. On the day of her funeral, she was basically confined to her bed, unable to get up from it. Aunty Niu and Aunt Wang had no choice but to take care of her mother, and the little brothers helped Yue Fei to make a mess. In addition, with the help of Lady Wang and the other elders, Ying'er's funeral was arranged according to Yue Fei's wishes. After the funeral had ended, Hong Qi didn't leave. He knew that at this time, Yue Fei was in a very sad mood. He spent the entire day with Niu Hao, Tang Huai, and Wang Gui to dispel the gloom in his heart.

Brother, you can't just drown in grief. You're our pillar of support, and also our mother's pillar. If you want to pull yourself together, it's time for you to give your nephew a name." "Yes, I should give my nephew a nice name." Zhang Xian pretended to be excited. Under everyone's repeated urging, Yue Fei softly muttered, "Cloud Gauze Umbrella Cover Little Red Mud …" Just call him Yue Yun! This umbrella is his mother's most beloved umbrella. I truly hope that his mother is like a red cloud in the sky that accompanies us day and night. " "Madam Meng, your nephew already has a name. His name is Yue Yun." "Tang Huai happily passed the news to his mother-in-law and the rest of his family, causing them to feel a burst of excitement.

In short, Hong Qi and the others had been staying for a few days, and they had also made a tour of the Taihang Division before returning to the main rudder of Luoyang. The wayward Junior Sister Anna had been at Hong Qi's side every moment. Hong Qi had told her to go back to her teacher's house.

In a blink of an eye, it was already the day of the blooming of spring flowers. In the clear sky, Yue Fei had already added some fresh soil to Ying'er's grave, and was still practicing martial arts with Niu Gao Tang, Wai Wang, Zhang Xian, and the others.

Flowers two open, each table a branch. Pressing Yue Fei and the others temporarily didn't show anything, just saying that it was the Liujie Festival in the Northern Kingdom. The Liuzhu Festival is the Dragon Boat Festival in the Central Plains. Jin Guo followed the old customs of the Great Western Sea, paid homage to the heavens by weighing five, three and nine, paid homage to the heavens, and paid special attention to this festival from royal families, nobles, and ordinary people. On the afternoon of the Dragon Boat Festival, Jin held martial arts and recreational activities such as shooting, hitting the ball, and drinking banquets.

In this year's Liuliu Festival, Jinguo was going to open a martial arts arena, with the intention of choosing a marshal who was used to war and was exceptionally talented. Even if he didn't have a marshal's talent, the emperor of Jinguo would still use it to his advantage, even if it was a soldier recruited on the day of the Liuliu Festival, he would still be exempt from taxes for three years. Therefore, on the day of the Liuliu Festival, those who came to the martial arts field surrounded the military ground. Those who wanted to fight for the marshal or for a general were either standing in the middle of the military ground while those who were recruited were standing on the side of the military ground.

When Chen arrived, there was the sound of a copper gong followed by the sound of a gong horn ringing loudly. Someone shouted, "His Majesty the Emperor of Great Jin has arrived!" With a hula sound, everyone present knelt down and kowtowed, and loudly shouted: "Long live! Long live! "Long live!" With a swoosh, a path was opened in the middle, and thirty-six guards opened the path, followed by sixty-four palace maids, and twelve large carts drawn by horses followed. Ahead of the carts sat a man in his prime, wearing a purple and gold crown, a brown dragon robe, and an iron one of Pennsylvania, black in yellow and shining in black, and holding the shafts of the carts with both hands. He looked like an old henchman; behind him sat two women, dressed in gold and silver, the image of a noblewoman, the queen and her beloved concubine.

As soon as Chen time passed, Prime Minister Harry of the Left Squad said loudly, "The Great Golden People: The true women are young, but they are far from being able to compare to us. Their people do not know when. When he asked, he said, 'How many degrees have I seen of the grass?' Covered with grass and green for a year old. Since the rise of the army, immersed in the Huafeng, the Chieftain of the dynasty, all chosen their own good morning. If you choose to shoot Liu, then the heavens will honor you. Fortunately, the military arena of the church will shoot Liu and Yu Tie Niu, and they will order their royal princes, princes, officials, and commoners to shoot. "The Tauren shall return to the Martial Palace and the Marshal shall strike the ball with the ball; he shall be accustomed to it when he is old."

Gentlemen, Harry had just said what he meant by that, and he said it in plain language: When a girl was a child, she was nothing, and even the common people do not know what year it is. If someone asked him, the people would say, 'I saw the grass a few times and it was just a few years.' Therefore, everyone treated the grass green for a year at a time. Since the rise of the Taizu army, blood had been shed, and Jin Taizu had ascended to the throne. This year, Emperor Taizong ascended the throne. This year, he chose to hold the Martial Competition for the Liujie Festival, and this was the day when Emperor Taizong revered the five great powers. Everyone was happy to see that today, the military training ground would shoot willow trees, lift iron oxen, and all the princes, princes, officials, and ordinary people could participate. Whoever lifted the iron bull would report to the emperor to enter Chang Wu Palace. The marshal was the only one in charge, the emperor gave him a banquet to hit the ball, and it was like this every year after that, passed down from generation to generation.

As soon as his voice fell, the military arena was filled with clamorous voices. The princes, prefects, officials, political affairs, captains, and centurions from the eighteen strongholds of the Three Rivers and Six Kingdoms were all shaking with the intention to give it a try. First of all, the shooting contest was held a hundred paces away. There was only one leaf left on the branch, three arrows for each person. The person who shot the arrow could participate in the next round of the lifting of the iron bull, and the person who could lift the iron bull would be the marshal. Even though it was a sea of people, it was still carried out very quickly according to the order. After all, there were very few people who could pass the trials and tribulations.

The side conscription soon ended, and everyone gathered around to watch the marshal's fight. At this moment, the head of the shooting willow began to take part in the iron bull competition, and they saw that the iron bull, with a height of four feet and six feet, head to tail, four short and powerful legs, four short and strong legs, and four flat feet on the ground, had a fat, sturdy body, no ribs to be seen, and a raised head. There was a tendency for him to struggle forward, his body was permeated with black rust spots, and although it was not as big as a real cow, it was lifelike and there were more than a thousand or two hundred stones.

The book showed that this iron bull was made for the Chidans. It turned out that the Chidans considered themselves to be the descendants of the "White Horse Green Bull," and said that in ancient times, there was an ancestor of the Chidans riding a green ox in the upper reaches of a river. They met with a fairy riding a white horse, and the two of them loved each other and gave birth to two sons. Not until the time of the enthronement of Jeruah, in memory of his ancestors, when he invited a master blacksmith from the Central Plains to cast a white horse, the Cyan Bull.

Before the death of Yerushongji, when Yerushan encouraged and sharpened his soldiers and horses, and established a "alliance at sea" with the Great Song, he led his two sons and overthrew the Great Liaoning and killed all the sons of Yerushongji. Only the newly ascended emperor, Yeluyan, was missing, so he had to lead his troops to the ancestral hall of the Great Liaoning royal family in order to destroy the "White Horse Blue Bull." Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the Yeru temple, there was only one iron bull left, and the White Horse went missing, for fear that the noblemen would be insulted, and bury it as a male. "After the death of Jeruunji, the white horse shed tears for days and nights, and then gradually disappeared," they all said. After hearing about it, Ah Gu laughed out loud and said: "The white horse disappears, this is the great liao that never returns. As for metal corruptions, as for metal corruptions, so is the truth of women. " He then returned to Shangjing with the Cyan Bull.

The first to walk out of the training hall was Marshal Ma Chuan, who had golden teeth. He was a stocky man with knobbly tendons, gold rings in his ears, silver items on his neck, and two large hands that looked like steel pincers. He walked up to the iron bull and pushed its back with his hand, but the iron bull was as still as a rootstock. He wanted to grab it, but he had no way out; he walked around the bull's head and grabbed onto its horns, using all his strength. He shook the iron bull with all his might, but it was impossible for him to do anything to the iron bull.

Golden Tooth is a man of the Golden Kingdom," he thought to himself. "Unfortunately, he is too stupid. The back of a bull is not easy to grasp, and the head of a bull is not easy to grasp. Oh! A 1200 stone iron bull could lift an entire cow by grabbing its horns! If you can lift a bull, you have to use a sorghum pole; if you want to lift a bull, you have to grab its legs. " Thinking of this, he crouched down and grabbed a leg with one hand. He tried his best, but the iron bull was as steady as Mt. Tai. He took a deep breath and used all his strength.

No one dared to go forward again. Wu Qi, who was originally interested in the show, saw that no one came forward, so he stood up and said, "I heard that the Lone King heard that amongst the Han people, the tyrant of Chu, Xiang Yu, is capable of destroying mountains, and Wu Ziqian is capable of carrying a cauldron. He went forward to attack Li Yuanba with three hammers to take away Pei Yuanqing, and the hammer winds are strong enough to lead Old Yang Lin." The Solitary King ordered all the citizens of the Great Jin Nation to lift the iron bull up, and the Lone King gave him the title of King Changping and Grand Marshal Jiannan. " Finishing his words, Wu Qi returned to the tiger skin chair with the golden carving on it.

After listening to the words of Yan Qi, the prefect, officials, and political officials all started to hiss. Some of them even said, "[Shixiong], you may go now! "Raising the iron bull will not only make you a marshal, but he will also bestow the title of King Changping. Your ancestor's grave is starting to smoke." No, I can't. "Pan Shigu, it's better if you do it!" " "Hey, Anshulie, you can try." "Yes." No, no, no, I can't. " The man called An Xianlie said. In this way, the Iron Bull competition lasted from noon until the end of the day. No one was able to lift up the Iron Bull. All the civil and military people in the dynasty rubbed their hands together and sighed.