Seeing the man in black retreating, the stone wanted to chase it again, but it was too late.
And at this moment, Lu Song, who had always been extremely excited, suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.
"father!"
"master!"
"Hurry up and call Dr. Li to come!"
The group of people in black came out of Lu Mansion and met in a private house not far away. The man in black cloak who had appeared in Liu Biao's courtyard was waiting for them.
"Sir, we follow your instructions and see him here, and immediately pretend to be defeated." The black-clothed leader knelt on one knee, bowed his head and clasped his fists.
"Will they doubt it?" the man in the black cloak asked.
"No, they will only think that we don't think we can succeed, and retreat on their own." The black-clothed leader said respectfully.
"I didn't hurt Lu Bing's relatives?" The man in the black cloak asked again.
"No, we killed a lot of their servants, but none of Lu Bing's relatives died." The leader in black said, "But... we lost some manpower."
"This is the last pain before dawn. They sacrificed for our great cause, where they died. Our pure land is the foundation of their heroes, and our descendants will remember them..."
"Yes, sir, for the eternal Buddha country!" The black-clothed leader said feverishly.
"You leave the capital immediately." The man in the black cloak ordered.
"Sir, won't you go?" the leader in black asked.
"I still have something to deal with. You should evacuate the capital first, and go to Beisan province to cooperate with the Bailian envoys. We must swallow all the territory and forces left by Wei Zhentian and the others! That will be the foundation of our Buddhist kingdom!" The man in the black cloak ordered.
"Yes, sir!"
"..."
Lian Qiu and the old lady took a lot of effort before they helped Yue Song into the room. Liu Biao ran to find Doctor Li to treat Lu Song, Shitou and Xue Yan.
In less than half an hour, Li Yanwen and Li Shizhen came to the Lu Mansion, and at this time, Lu Song was already angry.
After Li Yanwen diagnosed Lu Song's pulse, he shook his head.
"Doctor Li, how is the master?" the old lady asked with a trembling voice.
"Oh, old lady, prepare for funeral!" Li Yanwen shook his head.
"This... this..." When the old lady heard it, her eyes straightened, her lips trembled, and she passed out.
Everyone was in a hurry for a long time, and the old lady woke up and said in disbelief: "This, it was fine just now, why suddenly I can't say it?"
Li Yanwen heard what Xue Yan had just said, and stroked his beard and sighed: "Originally, Master Lu's body is weak and his vitality is insufficient. This time he forced his shots and exercised vigorously, which hurt his vitality even more. I just watched Long Jing. Tiger fierce, it only stimulated the potential for a while, and it will bring back the light. Once the spirit relaxes afterwards, the body can no longer hold it... The vitality is exhausted, and the life is exhausted. Old lady, let's prepare for funeral..."
"Is there no way to continue?" the old lady asked with last hope.
Li Yanwen thought for a while, and said: "Jinzhen will continue his life, so the master can breathe again and explain the funeral, but at most three or five breaths..."
"Please give me the needle!" The old lady firmly said: "You can't let the master just leave like this!"
After hearing this, Li Yan immediately gave Lu Bing a needle with the help of Li Shizhen.
After a while, Lu Songyou woke up and saw that everyone was crying, and the old lady's eyes were swollen from crying, and she actually laughed out loud.
"Master...you still laugh..." the old lady said, tears fell again.
"Okay, don't cry, the old man always thought, if you just go through it so slowly, and finally die in bed, it's really unhappy. Now it's good, the old man is dead in battle, just like me, haha!" Lu Song With a smile, the voice is not weak.
"Master Lu, if you have anything to say, just say it!" Li Yan heard what Lu Song was like, knowing that the more puffed up the breath, the more it means that the tone is going to fade away. This is nothing but a return to the light, and he reminded him hurriedly.
"There is nothing to say, my son is grown up, capable and filial, I can rest assured. My daughter-in-law is virtuous and Shude, and now she is pregnant again. After I have the Lu family, there is no good arrangement. I just hope that Dr. Li will bother to let me. His grandson was born smoothly." Li Yanwen sighed: "It's a pity that I'm dying, but my son isn't by my side... If I can take another look at Wenfu, I can close my eyes..."
Lu Song said, his breath stopped, he gasped twice, and passed out.
The crowd surrounded him and guarded for a long time. Lu Song was always angry like a gossamer, intermittently. Li Yanwen repeatedly diagnosed and showed that his vitality was gone, but Lu Song did not breathe.
In this way, everyone has been guarding the bedside.
This situation continued all night and day.
During the period, Xue Yang, Yang Sen, and Zhang Ju, who came after hearing the news, were ashamed and afraid to leave the Lu Mansion for half a step.
The guards in Jinyi who followed Lu Bing back from the north came to the Lu Mansion personally.
Seeing such a situation, many Jinyi Guards from Dongchengwei and Beizhen Fusi also spontaneously patrolled the surrounding area of the Lu Mansion. Anyone who looked suspiciously would be deterred from the investigation.
Yang Shanyue, the elder of the Yang family, and Mrs. Yang also came to visit the Lu Mansion. Followed by Luo An, Wang Zuo, Chen Yin and other Lu Song's old friends.
The attack on the Lu Mansion soon spread to Emperor Jiajing's ears. The Emperor Jiajing was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. He also sent several maids from the palace to serve in the Lu Mansion.
The emperor was furious, so the next step was naturally attentive, not to mention that there were still people who contributed to the flames, and the clues found were quickly directed at the Dongchang...
When Chen Hong was in a panic, he could no longer find Zhang Mo....
The next day, when Lu Bing got the news halfway, he hurried up and hurried back to the capital in the evening.
Just as Lu Bing stepped into Lu Song's door, Lu Song suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Lu Bing, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and finally he had no strength to smile and swallowed his last breath.
"father!!!!"
"..."
Lu Song passed away, and Lu Bing took leave for three months to guard his father.
Emperor Jiajing issued a decree to send people from the Ministry of Rites to bury Lu Song's scenery according to the ancient system.
Lu Bing was wearing filthy piety and filial piety, waiting in Lu Song's room, thinking of his father's voice and smile, he was instructive, Lu Bing was miserable, heartbroken, and at the same time... He also hated him.
On the third day, at Xiaofeng, Lu Mansion arranged the mourning hall. After taking a bath for his father, Lu Bing personally put on a black gold shroud for his father and put a jade cicada in his mouth.
On the fifth day, the great funeral covered the coffin, and Lu Bing put his father in the coffin and let his father lie down comfortably.
The coffin is the best craftsman in Beijing. It is made of the finest golden nanmu. It has a large front end and a small back end. On its body, the sides of each board used are leaning against each other. The Hegai is slanted with an arc, and every piece of wood grain is smoothed by the callused palm of the craftsman. There are no wood thorns. From the front of the material head, the whole coffin seems to be a half-round log.