My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

Chapter 278: Captured without mercy

(Sad, I uploaded the wrong content because I was so confused, and it was blocked by the review and I couldn’t change it. I looked at the comments and realized that the sky was falling...)

The war had not stopped yet, but at this time bad news came from home.

Less than half a month after Zong Yanhongjing returned home, the Emperor and the Empress Dowager sent imperial physicians to treat him. However, despite their best efforts and using all the best medicines, his life could not be saved. His injuries worsened, his old illness relapsed, and he had a high fever. He died at home on July 11.

When the obituary was delivered to Shouxi County, Zong Yanli had just returned from abroad. He had started negotiations with Gao State and Jin State, and decided to launch an attack on the northern country after the new year.

Zong Yanli took the letter with tears in his eyes, turned around and told Long Feiguang and others to take over military affairs, ordered Meng Qi and others to take charge of recruiting soldiers, and asked Pei Liang and others to draft the documents. Finally, he took Gao Feilin and Wen Nian, and followed Zong Yanfeiyi to rush back to Beijing day and night.

When Zong Yanli was 32 years old, she lost her father.

The white banners hanging high in front of the mansion gate were dazzling, and the black and white ribbons looked so bleak. Zong Yanli had no idea how many horses he had changed on his way back.

Following Zong Yanli's wishes, Han sealed Zong Yanhongjing's body in an ice coffin and kept it in the ancestral hall until the day Zong Yanli returned home. She then personally carried the coffin to bury her father in the ancestral tomb.

Zong Yanli took over the position of the head of the Zong Yan family as the eldest son. He stood in front of the wall full of tablets and led hundreds of people from the Zong Yan family's upper and lower branches to light incense and kneel in worship.

She was dressed in a linen dress and a white scarf on her head, and she knelt in front of the hall. She looked up at the fireworks and the rising smoke with pain in her eyes. She stood up and turned around to look back. The many members of the Zongyan clan in the hall were looking at her with awe and admiration.

She had almost never seen these side branches of the tribe. Most of them were brothers from her ancestors, that is, the bloodline of her grandfather's generation.

They were originally scattered all over the place, and only the few elders nearby seemed a little closer. They walked up to them and said some comforting words, and by the way, they also gave a general account of the current situation of the Zong Yan family.

Zong Yanli raised his eyes slightly and listened, responding from time to time, which made the relatives in the ancestral hall feel even more pressured. None of them dared to look at Zong Yanli straight in the eye. In the end, Zong Yan flew in, led everyone to burn incense, and then hosted a banquet for the guests. He worked hard for many days before finally sending everyone away.

Zong Yanli sat alone in the hall. At this moment, she felt a sense of fatigue and sadness rising from the bottom of her heart. Her straight back bent a little. She closed her eyes and leaned silently on the chair.

Han had shed so many tears in the past few days that she stopped short of entering the hall. She stopped Zong Yanyin and looked at Zong Yanli, who was leaning on the chair, with eyes full of sadness and pity, her heart filled with all kinds of emotions.

Han couldn't imagine, if Zong Yanli had not taken over the position of head of the family, when Zong Yanhongjing passed away, who would have taken over this huge family business?

Just imagine how miserable it would be if there was no one to carry the coffin for her deceased husband...

"Mother?" Zong Yanli saw Han standing outside the door out of the corner of his eye. He immediately perked up, stood up and walked towards Han.

"Ali..." Han wiped the tears from her face hastily, and forced a smile, saying, "Are you tired? There's nothing to worry about now, go and have a good sleep."

Zong Yanli looked at Han, smiled, and shook his head, saying, "I still have to go to the palace to meet the emperor, and there are still many things that have not been dealt with."

Han's eyes were filled with heartache and worry. After a long while, she said, "Then eat something first. I'll ask the kitchen to make some soup. Have some before you go."

Zong Yanli nodded: "Okay."