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Funeral

The turmoil in West Lucozia came to an end with the capture of General Longwei.

All the officials who had been in contact with General Longwei were also investigated, and those who should be arrested were arrested, and those who should be killed were killed.

After the rectification, more than 300 officials in West Lucozia were dismissed. Most of them were imprisoned, and a small number of those with serious crimes were executed directly.

After Thorian's iron-blooded tactics, the official atmosphere in West Lucozia was completely changed.

The chaos of secret collusion and corruption and bribery was swept away like a strong wind.

The people found that when they went to the government office to do business, there was no more buck-passing, procrastination, or demands for bribes.

Civil affairs that had been piled up for a long time are now being gradually advanced under the orderly arrangements of the newly appointed officials, and great improvements have been made in all aspects.

Instead of panicking about this severe crackdown, people applauded.

These corrupt officials have been causing harm for a long time, and now that they have been removed by Thorian, the people of West Lucozia are undoubtedly very happy.

As a result, Thorian's reputation also increased a lot.

No one would have thought that the dissolute disciple who was once despised by everyone has now become a capable person on his own.

After staying in West Lucozia for three days, Dustin went back to Stonia.

Thorian was planning to go out and play with his elder brother for a while, but was rejected by Dustin.

Now that Rufus Rhys is seriously ill and recuperating, Princess Li Yishuang is taking care of him personally, and Thorian is the only one in charge of the entire palace.

If Thorian left West Lucozia, there was no telling what kind of trouble would happen.

So, Dustin righteously stopped Thorian's lazy behavior, and then left secretly alone.

Thorian is the future King of West Lucozia, so naturally he has to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. As for Dustin himself, he still prefers the freedom of the martial arts world.

Of course, if Thorian got into any trouble, it would be his responsibility as the eldest brother.

Before leaving, Dustin also asked Thorian about his opinion on the situation in the Forbidden City.

In other words, which prince does the West Lucozia Palace support to ascend the throne?

After all, this is a matter of concern to all parties.

Thorian's answer was simple, just one sentence: "Whoever you support, West Lucozia Palace will support."

This made Dustin feel confused. It was inevitable that he felt a little pressured to represent the West Lucozia Palace with full authority.

He originally did not want to get involved in the court struggle, but whether it was Natasha or the West Lucozia Palace, he could not stay out of it.

After all, the future of Dragonmarsh is in the hands of the new emperor.

If the new emperor is chosen well, Dragonmarsh will prosper, West Lucozia Palace could rest easy, and Natasha's relationship with the Duncan family might even reach a higher level.

But if he makes a bad choice or stand on the wrong side, they will be in trouble.

Dustin really needs to think carefully about this matter.

After returning to Stonia, Dustin went to the Duncan family as soon as possible and gave Zhengjun Duncan's ashes to Duke Duncan.

Duke Duncan burst into tears for a moment, and everyone in the Duncan family was extremely sad.

Although they were anxious during the days when Zhengjun Duncan was in contact with them, they still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that the other party was just kidnapped and might still be alive.

When they saw Zhengjun Duncan’s ashes, the last bit of hope in their hearts was shattered.

No one expected that Zhengjun Duncan's journey to West Lucozia would cost him his life.

"It's all my fault... It's all my fault... I shouldn't have let him leave Stonia..."

Duke Duncan, feeling guilty, cried bitterly while holding his third son's ashes, and then fainted.

There was a commotion in the Duncan family.

Dustin checked on Duke Duncan's condition and found that there was nothing seriously wrong with his body. He was just too sad and angry.

Duke fainted, so oldest son Kangjian Duncan had to come out to take charge of the situation and hold a funeral for his third brother.

According to the rules, the coffin must be kept in the mourning hall for three days for people to pay their respects.

During these three days, people came to visit one after another.

Zhengjun Duncan is a third-rank military general. Although he is not very powerful in Stonia, he is also a well-known figure.

In addition to the importance of Zhengjun Duncan’s father as a duke, there were many guests who came to pay their respects.

And most of them hold high positions.

Zhengjun Duncan's wife, with eyes as red and swollen as peaches, sat slumped beside the coffin, sobbing softly.

Next to him were Zhengjun Duncan’s son and daughter, both of whom were no more than twenty years old.

Whenever a guest entered the mourning hall to burn incense and bow, Zhengjun Duncan's wife and children would lean over and kowtow as a return gesture.

"The eldest prince!"

Just as everyone was immersed in grief and solemnity, a shout suddenly came from outside the mourning hall.

Immediately afterwards, a tall young man with extraordinary temperament rushed in with several officials.

It was the eldest prince Li Wenxing!

The appearance of Li Wenxing made everyone stop what they were doing unconsciously and look up.

There was surprise, awe, and more speculation in the eyes of the crowd.

After all, the eldest prince has a noble status and would not easily attend such occasions on weekdays. It is really surprising that he appeared at Zhengjun Duncan's funeral. - Marinien

Comments

Riba said…
Thanks @Marinien
Anonymous said…
Thanks Marinien!! Do you know why this chapter is called "Funeral"? And what did happen with Long Wei? Was he executed or imprisoned? I missed these two points... :-) Thank you!
Anonymous said…
with the way, the writer had put it, General longwei is dead, he was executed along with the other corrupt officials @Riba
Anonymous said…
At last, the battle is over and now we can have a sigh of relief... Thank you admin
Anonymous said…
Thanks for the update, Admin Marinien
Anonymous said…
Is Poseidon died really? As they did not find his head yet and Dustin also have doubt about him dead....But at Pantheon, they already accepted him dead....
Riba said…
I didn't ask but I thank you for the information. Thumps up
Anonymous said…
I guess he is not dead. Gradually, he might get new body
Anonymous said…
Maaa Chudwa lo bhosdi k sab apni mera dimag kharab h abhi or galiyaan dene ka mann kr rha h dustin wali talwar mil jaye to kisi ki gaand m ghused du abhi

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