Chapter 163 The Old Duke Passes Away

She immediately got up and went to Mo Yun Hall.

Moyuntang

"Grandfather, there is news from the palace that Emperor Qian can no longer tolerate our Anguo Mansion..."

The old Duke had a head full of white hair and looked weak. When he heard this, a hint of coldness flashed across his cloudy eyes. He coughed a few times before slowly saying, "This generation of Chu family descendants is too bad!"

If they hadn't been so aggressive, why would the Duke of Anguo want to take over?

In the book, the Duke of Anguo's Mansion was originally destined to be destroyed. However, in this life, it was because of my advice that the Duke of Anguo's Mansion planned to rebel, so the ending was naturally different.

"Grandfather, I am worried that Emperor Qian will do whatever it takes to destroy the Anguo Mansion, so my grandson is planning to take you and your family to Yanzhou secretly..."

The counterattack of a dying tiger should not be underestimated.

The old Duke was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Grandfather can't leave..."

"Cough, cough, cough!" The old Duke suddenly coughed violently.

A smell of blood spread around Lu Zhanxing. Seeing his grandfather coughing up a mouthful of blood, Lu Zhanxing was horrified and stood up from the stool in panic: "Grandfather!!"

She shouted in panic: "Hana, Hana!!"

Huali immediately entered the inner room and hurriedly felt the old Duke's pulse. After a long while, Huali shook her head and sighed, "I'm afraid the Duke won't be able to hold out for much longer. At most, ten days, at least three days..."

The Duke has been alive for a year, and she has done her best.

Hearing this, Lu Zhanxing's eyes instantly turned red, his face full of sorrow: "Grandfather!"

She knelt down in front of the bed, held her grandfather's wrinkled hand, and said in a choked voice: "Can't you wait a little longer? We will succeed soon."

The old Duke's eyes were also filled with attachment and reluctance, but having lived one more year, he was already content.

It’s just a pity that my son and daughter-in-law, eldest grandson and his wife are not here. It’s a bit regrettable, but it’s okay.

He showed a kind smile: "Good boy, Grandfather knows that you and your brother will succeed... Ahem, Grandfather is a little tired, let Grandfather take a rest, okay?"

"grandfather……"

Lu Zhanxing was reluctant to leave.

The old Duke said kindly: "Be obedient, let Grandfather rest for a while, come back tomorrow!"

Seeing that his grandfather was really tired, Lu Zhanxing had to leave Mo Yun Tang and ordered Liu Xu and Hua Li to take good care of his grandfather.

Lu Zhanxing immediately sent someone to Yuzhou to deliver a letter, thinking that his grandfather must want to meet his other children and grandchildren.

But when Lu Zhanxing left Mo Yun Hall, the old Duke asked Huali and Liuxu to rest and only asked Manager Yu to take care of them.

"Old Yu! You have worked hard over the years."

Manager Yu is already seventy years old, but he can still live a few more years. When he saw his old master lying on the sickbed, he vaguely sensed something.

But he still maintained his professional ethics: "This old servant has not worked hard. I have never had to worry about food and clothing in the Duke of Anguo's mansion these years. This old servant is very lucky. Duke, good days are just around the corner. Why don't you hold on a little longer?"

The old Duke smiled and shook his head, his scattered eyes gradually focused. When a person is about to die, his mind is clearer than ever before.

This is what is called a last glimmer of light!

"No! The longer we live now, the more danger our younger generations will be in." Duke Anguo showed a smile that showed he accepted life and death calmly.

In the past, when I was alive, I could intimidate the villains, but now Emperor Qian has developed a murderous intention. If I don’t die soon, I’m afraid that the false accusation will come to me.

If I die now, I can buy some time for the younger generation, which can be considered as giving away my residual energy.

He was a hero in the founding of the country. Even if Emperor Qian was afraid of the Duke Anguo's Mansion, he would not take action in a short period of time after his death, otherwise he would be discouraged by the people.

Manager Yu's eyes instantly turned red, he knew that he could not persuade the old Duke anymore, and the old Duke was nearly eighty years old, it could be considered a happy funeral, so he might as well face it calmly.

"Does the Duke have anything else to say?"

"Well, prepare some paper and ink, and leave some last words for these young people!"

He knew that his little grandson would definitely not be willing to let him go like this and would definitely try his best to stop him. So he might as well leave them a letter as a farewell!

Lu Zhanxing was very restless when she slept. She dreamed that her grandfather waved to her. Her grandfather, who had been lying in front of her sickbed for many years, was standing at this moment, his body as straight as a pine tree. He looked at her kindly: "Xing'er, grandpa is gone, and the Anguo Mansion will be handed over to you young people..."

"grandfather!!"

Lu Zhanxing suddenly woke up. Xiulan, who was on guard, lit a candle and came in: "Master, what's wrong?"

"I want to go see my grandfather!" Lu Zhanxing got out of bed immediately. Xiulan quickly took the cloak and chased after him: "Master, wait for me..."

As soon as he entered Moyun Hall, Chief Steward Yu was holding a brocade box and kowtowing to the old Duke on the bed: "Have a safe journey!"

"thump!!"

Lu Zhanxing suddenly rushed to the bedside and knelt on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes and choking out: "Grandfather...Grandfather...how could you just leave like this? Your...sisters are on their way back, please at least take a look..."

At this moment, Lu Zhanxing was crying like rain, lying beside the old Duke, crying out of breath.

Chief Steward Yu stepped forward and said, "Master, the Duke has passed away. Please accept my condolences!"

Xiulan was worried about the young master's health, so she quickly followed suit to comfort him: "Young master, this is a happy funeral for the Duke, please... accept your condolences..."

The old Duke had spent his entire life in the military, was loyal and brave, and defended his country. In order to save the sons of the Lu family, he did not even dare to live a few more days. This shows to what extent Emperor Qian had pushed the Lu family.

The next day, the white sails were hoisted at the Anguo Mansion, and the news of the Duke's death also reached the palace.

After Emperor Qian received the news, his face was extremely gloomy. With the death of the old Duke, even if he wanted to take further action, he would have to wait for some time. Otherwise, if he framed Duke An while his body was still warm, the clues would be discovered. He could only wait a little longer.

But don’t even think about letting Lu Zhanyan inherit the title!

So what if he is the prince? If he doesn't nod, I can just keep dragging it out.

Then he sighed again. It was good that the old Duke was gone. He could gather some of his old subordinates together. As for the Lu family... there was no need for them to exist anymore.

The old Duke's body was placed into the coffin by Lu Zhanxing himself and kept in the Duke An's Mansion for seven days.

Lu Xihua and his wife, and Lu Xihan and his wife also rushed back to attend the funeral. However, Lu Zhanyan was far away in Yanzhou. It would take more than half a month to send a letter to him even if they rode at full speed. It would take more than a month to wait for Lu Zhanyan to come back. It was probably too late.

The old Duke's son Lu Jin was also in Xuzhou and was also unable to return in time, so everything had to be done by his grandson Lu Zhanxing.

Many officials were grateful for the old Duke's achievements and came to pay their respects.

Some people even came spontaneously.

Lu Zhanxing and Su Xianye were both dressed in mourning clothes and thanked the people who came to pay their respects.

One night, Lu Zhanxing was keeping vigil in the mourning hall. Mu Qingli saw that she had not slept for several days and felt very distressed. She tried to persuade her many times but to no avail, so she could only accompany her silently.

Suddenly, two figures in black and wearing conical hats appeared.

Lu Zhanxing stared at them as they took off their hats and revealed familiar faces.

"Dad? Big brother?"