Han Zhan opened his eyes and saw Xun Yu and others surrounding him, staring at him with a nervous expression. He quickly waved his hand on the spot, pointed to the east, and said sternly with pain: "Yuan Zhe, I am incompatible with you!"

Xun Yu asked Zhao Yun and Dian Wei to help Han Zhan back to the table and sat down. He personally asked about the detailed work he had come to report the message: "Let me tell me how Han Fujun committed suicide?"

"When you go back to the county magistrate," Xizuo quickly replied: "After Han Fujun arrived in Chenliu, he had been living in Zhang's mansion. A few days ago, news came out in the prefect's mansion that Han Fujun committed suicide. The young man bribed a servant in the mansion and found out that he was an envoy from Jizhou and had a secret conversation with Zhang in the study. Not long after, the news of the mansion's death came out."

After hearing this, Xun Yu nodded, then asked Xun You: "Gongda, what do you think?"

Xun You frowned and said, "In my opinion, there is something strange about this. Han Fujun did not commit suicide early but did not commit suicide late. But Yuan Shao sent a secret envoy to Chenliu, so he committed suicide."

"Yes, I think so too." Xun Yu nodded again after hearing this, turned his gaze to Han Zhan, and asked tentatively: "I don't know what the envoy is going to do?"

"My father died because of the thief Yuan. As a son of man, if he cannot avenge his father, he will be a waste of his life." After Han Zhan said these two sentences, he covered his face with his robe sleeve and began to howl.

When Xun Yu heard Han Zhan crying sadly, he quickly persuaded: "I am the envoy, a person cannot be resurrected by death. Please be mournful and follow the changes. The most urgent task is that we want the prefect Zhang to send Han Fujun's body back, let him be buried in peace, and it will not be too late to study and avenge him."

"The county magistrate is a magistrate," Han Zhan and Xun Yu finished speaking, and quickly wiped their robe sleeves on their faces, pretending to be angry and said, "The Yuan thief killed my father, this hatred is irreconcilable! I should set up all the troops and fight back to Jizhou to take Yuan thief's head on the neck to comfort my father's spirit in heaven!"

Hearing Han Zhan’s statement, Dian Wei hurriedly stepped out and said loudly: “Empress, Dian Wei is willing to be the vanguard, lead the troops to kill Jizhou, take Yuan Shao’s head of Xiang, and avenge Han’s family.”

Zhao Yun stood up and said, "Eunuch, Yun is willing to lead his troops to Jizhou with Dian Junhou to avenge Han's Mansion!"

When Han Zhan saw Zhao Yun and Dian Wei, he felt much more at ease when he saw that both of them were fighting. As long as these two powerful generals took action, he would be accompanied by a strategist like Guo Jia and Xun You, although there were fewer troops than Yuan Shao, at least the winning rate was greatly improved. He stood up and began to give orders: "Mr. Xun!"

Seeing Han Zhan talking to him in a formal tone, Xun Yu quickly agreed, "I'm here!"

"I'll give you two days to buy white flags and white armor, and the whole army will sanction filial piety to attack Yuan Shao."

After hearing this, Xun Yu immediately asked for instructions: "I wonder if the envoy can tell you an accurate number, how many white flags and white armors need to be purchased, so how much can Yu arrange the manpower to prepare?"

"There are hundreds of white flags, and two of them have to write the four big words "revenge and revenge". As for the white armor," Han Zhan considered the number of soldiers he was about to take away and replied: "Let's prepare five thousand first!"

Xun Yu frowned slightly at the number Han Zhan said, and then said, "It's not difficult to register the white flag, but it's difficult to get all the white armor for a while. Why not prepare three thousand first."

After the meeting, everyone left one after another, but Xun Yu was still standing in the distance. Seeing him looking like he was eager to speak, Han Zhan guessed that he must have something to say to him, and asked quickly: "Is there anything else to do with my uncle?"

"Zhan'er, it's extremely dangerous to go to Jizhou." Xun Yu said hesitantly: "For the sake of safety, you should try to leave a back for the Han family!"

"Leave a post for the Han family?" Han Zhan was stunned at first when he heard Xun Yu's inexplicable words, and then understood. He smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, my father's body is not cold, how can I get married at this time?"

"It's not that you want you to get married." Xun Yu said, "It's just that after you leave a house for the Han family, even if you don't go to the battle this time, the Han family will not be cut off."

Han Zhan asked in confusion: "If you don't marry, how can you stay behind?"

Xun Yu coughed and said, "I saw your personal maid Li Hua, who is a filial and virtuous, well-educated and wise woman. You might as well take her away and keep her for the Han family."

Although Li Hua is a beauty, for Han Zhan, she is still too young. She is only sixteen or seventeen years old this year. At this age, she is still a high school student in later generations. Han Zhan feels a particularly strange feeling in his heart to make him reunite with such a young woman.

When Han Zhan and Xun Yu returned to the backyard, they found that even the mourning hall was set up here. Several white soul-summoning banners in front of them were blown by the wind, sometimes slowly floating up and sometimes falling down gently.

As soon as Han Zhan approached the mourning hall, he rushed out of a woman with a white body, hugged him on the waist, and said crying: "Brother, my father died so unfairly, you must avenge him!"

"Don't worry, Yan sister." Han Zhan patted Han Yan's back gently and said gritting his teeth: "I will launch an army to attack Yuan Shao in two days, and swear to cut thousands of knives to pay tribute to my father's spirit in heaven."

He stepped into the mourning hall and saw Han Bing kneeling in front of Han Fu's tablet to burn paper money. The black smoke rising from the basin was squeezing flames, raising the ashes of the mourning hall into the air, and then scattered them down one after another, falling in all directions of the mourning hall.

Xun Yu stepped forward and placed three incense sticks on Han Fu's spiritual throne. After the three Han brothers and sisters knelt down and returned the favor to him, they sighed and said to Han Zhan: "Zhan'er, there are three unfilial things, and no descendants are the best. Please think about what your uncle said to you." After that, he bowed and turned around and left the mourning hall.

"Brother, what is my uncle talking about?" Han Bing asked curiously as soon as Xun Yu left.

Han Zhan replied bitterly, "I plan to launch an army to attack Yuan Shao. My uncle is worried that my trip will be dangerous and asks me to leave a back for the Han family before leaving." Speaking of this, he glanced at Lihua, who was busy not far away, and thought to himself, "Even if he takes over the Lihua house, the child he will give birth to in the future will be just a concubine. It may be a bit unreasonable to let him inherit the Han family's incense."

Seeing that Han Zhan didn't say anything, just staring at Li Hua Dai, Han Yan couldn't help it and quickly urged: "Brother, my father's body is not cold, how can you get married at such a time?"
Chapter completed!