Chapter 733
Father's Love, Gongling
Chapter 733 Father's Love, Gongling
Yang Xuan dismounted and walked over.
Helping the two of them up kindly, "Many things are caused by poor communication. The two of you are quite brave in this battle. I am very pleased with the military order without hesitation!"
You two are already in my booklet, work hard!
Hong Jia raised his head, feeling extremely ashamed, "The subordinate official made mistakes before, how can he bear the importance of the deputy envoy?"
After entering the booklet, he will be a confidant reserve in the future... Zeng Guang was ecstatic, "I am willing to serve as a deputy!"
Damn!
Serve!
This word of tiger and wolf!
Yang Xuan patted him on the shoulder kindly, "Play for Beijiang."
But when he turned around, his eyes sparkled.
Every sergeant, every general, every official...
His efforts were not in vain after all.
He glanced in the direction of Luoyang, and said softly, "Did you see it?"
Emperor Filial Piety was buried in Luoyang, and the mausoleum was named Gongling.
Yang Xuan didn't know how Emperor Xuande and Emperor Wu felt when his father was buried.
Possibly painful.
maybe...
Who knows?
At this point, he thought he should be able to see through the fog of the year.
But the further he walked, the more confused he became.
What exactly happened that year caused the relationship between the empress and the filial emperor to slip into the abyss step by step.
If you want to say that the empress wanted to kill the Emperor Xiao Jing, Yang Xuan didn't think that...the Emperor Xiao Jing never threatened the throne, let alone developed ambitions, so why kill him?
Moreover, in the later period when the emperor of filial piety was imprisoned, the empress regretted it and planned to release him.
This shows that there is indeed a misunderstanding in the relationship between the three.
What happened?
Yang Xuan rubbed his eyebrows.
"Does your husband have a headache?" Jiang He'er asked with concern.
"No problem!"
Yang Xuan smiled.
He was still looking in the direction of Luoyang.
For his father, he has complicated feelings.
At the last moment, honoring the emperor ordered Yiniang to send him away, this is a loving father.
But a glass of poisoned wine made Yang Xuan's biological mother leave with him, which made Yang Xuan feel his cold side.
When he learned of his identity, he actually felt nostalgic for Xiaohe Village. At that moment, he wanted to go back.
"What do you want to do in the future, sir?"
Only Jiang He'er could ask this kind of question.
"Hunting, farming, wandering around the village when you have nothing to do."
"Do not believe!"
Jiang Heer shook his head.
This was Yang Xuan's thought at that moment.
Later, he gradually knew more things.
For example, the role played by Li Mi and his son in his father's downfall.
Subconsciously, he has always regarded filial piety to the emperor as the murderer who killed his mother.
Therefore, when Zhou Ning was in labor, he went to the ancestral hall and only talked to his mother's tablet.
The feeling of resistance is indescribable.
But just before, when he said that he was going to burn down Nangui City, suddenly there seemed to be a thread in his mind and it snapped.
"Nanhe!"
Nan He stepped forward, "Lang Jun."
Yang Xuan pointed to the front, "I have something to ask you."
The two rode out of the brigade.
"Lang Jun looks a little weird."
Jiang He'er is very sharp.
He Lianyan said: "There are many things, don't ask."
The two of Yang Xuan left the brigade.
Nan He also found that Yang Xuan's mood was wrong.
"Before, I was going to set fire to Nangui City. At that moment, I never thought about whether this move was cruel."
"That's our enemy, it's not too much to kill." Nan He felt that Lang Jun was a little sentimental.
"Yeah!" Yang Xuan smiled, "I think back to the time when I honored the emperor and took away my mother with a glass of poisoned wine. I want to ask, where are the other women?"
Nan He was stunned, "They are all alive. Now they are all in the temple."
"It's all in the temple..."
Various thoughts flashed in Yang Xuan's mind, "It was rumored that Emperor Xiao Jing had an affair with Emperor Xuande's concubines, those women..."
Nan He was the guard at the time, "Yiniang is the one who knows the most about this matter. But the old man also knew a lot later. At that time, the group of women were...
Sir, you should know that those women were chosen by the empress for His Majesty, and most of them have their origins.These women were unscrupulous, and they made a lot of noise at the time, and some even scolded His Majesty for being shameless..."
"Why choose a woman with a background?" Yang Xuan asked, and then figured it out.
Nan He's explanation was the same as he thought, "The family of the Tang Dynasty was rampant, and the emperor seemed weak. Therefore, when the emperor chooses a woman, he must have a background. Every time he accepts a woman, he also accepts a force. When the power is strong, he can Compete with the powerful family."
There is no love and hate for no reason in the world...Yang Xuan nodded, "Actually, I guess, he doesn't want to be with a group of noble girls."
Nan He sighed: "Who says it's not? Your Majesty once said after drinking that the backyard is like a market, and everyone looks virtuous and virtuous."
A woman with a background has been taught to instill many means since she was a child.After becoming the crown prince's woman, in order to fight for favor, all kinds of underhanded methods made his backyard shattered.
But when he appeared, these hideous-faced women who were gnashing their teeth a moment ago would turn into virtuous and virtuous women again.
Impeccable!
What kind of women do men like?
From the bottom of his heart, a man likes a woman who adores him, and a woman who is honest with him.
It's indescribable how he feels when he finds out that the women in his backyard are all comedians.
And Yang Xuan's biological mother was a different kind... from a simple background, she lived nervously in the backyard and was not very good at acting.
For honoring the emperor, this woman is like a white lotus in a saucepan.
what!
Among the lonely women, there are such strange things?
The filial emperor who was teased by a group of noble girls and didn't want to go back to the backyard, what was he thinking at that moment?
Yang Xuan suddenly realized... Perhaps, his mother's favor and his own birth came from this.
——Gu looked at those women and couldn't get interested!
The already indifferent Emperor Xiao Jing suddenly discovered Huang's little freshness, tsk tsk!
correct!
At that time, filial piety to the emperor had already been abolished as the crown prince, how would those noble ladies react?
All kinds of roaring dissatisfaction, regretting being his woman.
The deposed prince has never been able to completely turn around.
These noble girls are hysterical...the filial piety of the emperor is exhausted and disgusted.
Then, the little fresh Huang...
At the last moment, he ordered Yiniang to take him away and hand him over to Yang Lue.
Afterwards, leaving the abolished concubine and other women alone, she drank poisonous wine with the Huang family and returned to the west.
What kind of mentality is this?
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled.
He discovered a somewhat childish side to his father.
Gu, let's go!
Together with Huang!
You stupid women, do it yourself!
At this moment, he was buried in Gongling.
Naturally, Huang was not qualified to be buried with him, and should be buried in a side hall.
—— Treating death as life, the emperor's mausoleum is still the same as when he was alive, with the same structure.
Yang Xuan silently looked ahead, Nan He reined in the horse knowingly.
Da da da!
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled.
"Auntie, do you regret it?"
He didn't know if his mother regretted being a woman who honored the emperor.
But his mother cherished him.
Do not!
At that time, he was everything to his mother.
After learning that he was not a child of the Yang family, Yang Xuan was confused for a while.
After knowing his own life experience, he became more and more confused.
What is parental love?
Before he was ten years old, he felt something, but later he realized that it was false, it was a trick for Yang Lue who appeared from time to time.
He felt that he had never been loved by his loved ones.
As if the whole world has nothing to do with the kind of loneliness.
Therefore, he would rather guess that he is Yang Lue's child.
Later, he knew his mother's love for him.
Before leaving, his mother breastfed him for the last time, and then watched him be taken away by Yiniang, and then drank poisoned wine.
Where is the father?
At that moment, it should be recalling my life!
It's like a replay of a game of chess.
He suddenly smiled.
"I'm a little confused."
It was possible to plan early for Yang Lue to leave and wait outside.
When the bad news comes, the first thing you can think of is to transfer yourself out, what is this?
Earlier, Yang Xuan felt that he was unwilling and wanted to leave a seed of revenge.
But after Qiu Longwei appeared later, he gave up this idea.
If he really wanted to take revenge, he should let Qiu Longwei find him, or force him to seek rebellion.
Qiu Longwei has a 20-year agreement. When no one sends a signal within 20 years, they can disband.
Each goes back to his own house, each find his own mother.
In 20 years, he was 20 years old.
That child still didn't make it...Yang Xuan seemed to see his father smiling wryly in the mausoleum.
Also, who sent the signal to Qiu Longwei?
This person not only knew that he was in danger that day, but also knew his own movements.
Mirror people?
But the mirror platform is Wang Shou's territory, if you want people to stare at Yang Xuan, it's okay for a short time, but if it takes a long time, you will definitely not be able to hide it from Wang Shou.
So, who else?
Yang Xuan's head was about to explode.
He suddenly laughed, "I don't want to."
"Deputy envoy!"
The large group of people walked slowly, and Yang Xuanze came over, which caused a burst of cheers.
He waved his hand, and the cheers grew louder.
"This is my tiger ben!"
Yang Xuan looked in the direction of Luoyang again, "Did you see it?"
……
"Your Majesty! Erlang!"
In the middle of the night, the imperial concubine's exclamation came from the bedroom.
The servants and maids who were on duty outside hurried to the door, listened attentively, and were ready to go in at any time.
The emperor lay on the bed and opened his eyes in panic.The moment he saw the noble concubine, he sat up abruptly and pushed her away, "Bitch, get out! Get out!"
The imperial concubine was pushed under the bed by him, and she got up in a panic, "Erlang!"
Even the noble concubine of Banguo couldn't arouse the emperor's interest, his eyes gradually calmed down, "Zhen, I just had a nightmare."
The imperial concubine climbed onto the bed, "I'm scared to death!"
She frowned, "It's hot, come here."
Squeak!
The door of the bedroom opened slowly, with a low sound.
Two servants came in.
The noble concubine said, "Add ice."
"Yes."
Two large basins of ice cubes were brought in, the door was closed, and the temperature in the bedroom gradually dropped.
"What did Erlang dream about?"
The emperor closed his eyes, looking a little tired, "Zhen, I dreamed of a beast."
"Oh!"
That's okay.
Afterwards, the emperor kept his eyes open.
After getting up, Han Shitou came.
During breakfast, the emperor looked at the food on the desk and shook his head, "I can't eat it. Stones."
"Your Majesty." Han Shitou bowed.
The emperor put down his chopsticks, and Han Shitou noticed that the bags under his eyes had grown a lot.
"You go to Luoyang."
Han Shitou lowered his head, "Yes."
He didn't leave, but waited for the emperor's explanation.
The emperor pondered, Han Shitou waved his hand, and the people in the hall quietly retreated.
A palace maid turned sideways to the left after going out, and accidentally caught the emperor's eyes.
Frightened!
It was as if he had seen something that frightened him.
This is my illusion, right?
The emperor's panic was only a moment before it was replaced by disgust and indifference.
"I dreamed of honoring the emperor, but I think I haven't visited him for many years. You can go there on my behalf, so that I can pay my respects."
Han Shitou's back trembled, "Your Majesty's body..."
As a person close to the emperor, he had already discovered that something was wrong with the emperor today.
This is, a nightmare, right?
The emperor said softly: "That old dog... I had a nightmare last night. Go, be pious."
"Yes."
The Ministry of Rites mobilized the officials, prepared all the sacrifices, and then hurried to Luoyang under the leadership of Han Shitou.
"What is this for?"
The Ministry of Rites was led by Qin Jian, the servant. After leaving Chang'an, he went to look for Han Shitou.
Han Shitou said: "Your Majesty misses and honors the Emperor."
Ha ha!
Even the accompanying officials didn't believe this!
The story of filial piety to the emperor was widely circulated outside.
A prince who was valued by the empress was suddenly deposed.
Then, he was sent away with a glass of poisoned wine.
What exactly happened here, we don't know.
But I can't help but guess!
Who has benefited the most from this?
Li Mi and his son!
Whoever benefits is the most suspect!
This is the simplest method of detection.
Therefore, when Han Shitou said that the emperor missed and honored the emperor, Qin Jian almost laughed out loud.
All the way to Luoyang Yanshi.
Rest for a day, take a bath, and set off again.
Goushi Town is the hometown of an eminent monk and the location of Gongling Mausoleum.
Officials and generals who guarded the mausoleum came out to welcome them.
"It's not quite right recently." The official who guarded the mausoleum looked unhappy, "The lower officials go to the mausoleum to offer incense and offerings every day, but every day a flock of birds fly over, and the lower officials are covered in bird feces."
"What about someone else?" Han Shitou asked.
The official smiled wryly, "Same."
The general said: "According to the official's intention, we should find a way to kill those birds, but..."
The official sneered, "This is the mausoleum of filial piety to the emperor, can you kill casually?"
Han Shitou nodded, "I can't!"
The general sighed, "Then go sacrifice with the bird droppings on it!"
The official said awkwardly: "Why don't you get me a cloak for the young prison?"
After all, Han Shitou is the representative of the emperor, and the emperor's face can't be held back by bird droppings!
The one in the mausoleum is the emperor's uncle. Is this uncle dissatisfied with the emperor?
Word spread that the emperor was able to skin the two of them alive.
Han Shitou shook his head, "No need."
Qin Jian gave a dry cough. "Your Majesty misses filial piety to the emperor, and remembers the kindness of filial piety to the emperor back then. I can't help feeling very sad."
Oh!
Isn't it just a dream of honoring the emperor?
So he asked the eunuch beside him to howl a few times.
Uncle, please let me go!
Ha ha!
Guarding the mausoleum here is almost isolated from the world.It is impossible for you to say that these people have no complaints.
Now, watch the play!
Of course, with a respectful look, people can't fault it.
"Get ready!"
Han Shitou took a bath and changed his clothes, and reached out for three sticks of incense.
Lean over and light.
turn around.
Looking at the mausoleum.
Walk over slowly.
Birdsong came.
A group of chirping birds appeared in front of the mausoleum.
"I'm coming!"
Everyone was a little panicked... If Han Shitou was covered in bird droppings, in order to vent their anger, Chang'an would definitely say that they were disrespectful to the emperor, so that the birds punished him.
They watched Han Shishi walk slowly over.
Birds were circling around.
But, didn't come.
what!
Someone whimpered.
The flock of birds came here suddenly.
"coming!"
Everyone was very nervous.
I saw Han Shishi walking slowly.
Went to the front of the stele.
Pfft!
He loosened his body and knelt down heavily.
Bow down.
Tears fell silently.
"His Majesty!"
A flock of birds suddenly flitted overhead.
Birds chirping, echoing crisply under the blue sky.
Han Shitou prostrated himself on the ground.
Trembling: "Your Majesty!"
The stele is speechless.
(End of this chapter)
Yang Xuan dismounted and walked over.
Helping the two of them up kindly, "Many things are caused by poor communication. The two of you are quite brave in this battle. I am very pleased with the military order without hesitation!"
You two are already in my booklet, work hard!
Hong Jia raised his head, feeling extremely ashamed, "The subordinate official made mistakes before, how can he bear the importance of the deputy envoy?"
After entering the booklet, he will be a confidant reserve in the future... Zeng Guang was ecstatic, "I am willing to serve as a deputy!"
Damn!
Serve!
This word of tiger and wolf!
Yang Xuan patted him on the shoulder kindly, "Play for Beijiang."
But when he turned around, his eyes sparkled.
Every sergeant, every general, every official...
His efforts were not in vain after all.
He glanced in the direction of Luoyang, and said softly, "Did you see it?"
Emperor Filial Piety was buried in Luoyang, and the mausoleum was named Gongling.
Yang Xuan didn't know how Emperor Xuande and Emperor Wu felt when his father was buried.
Possibly painful.
maybe...
Who knows?
At this point, he thought he should be able to see through the fog of the year.
But the further he walked, the more confused he became.
What exactly happened that year caused the relationship between the empress and the filial emperor to slip into the abyss step by step.
If you want to say that the empress wanted to kill the Emperor Xiao Jing, Yang Xuan didn't think that...the Emperor Xiao Jing never threatened the throne, let alone developed ambitions, so why kill him?
Moreover, in the later period when the emperor of filial piety was imprisoned, the empress regretted it and planned to release him.
This shows that there is indeed a misunderstanding in the relationship between the three.
What happened?
Yang Xuan rubbed his eyebrows.
"Does your husband have a headache?" Jiang He'er asked with concern.
"No problem!"
Yang Xuan smiled.
He was still looking in the direction of Luoyang.
For his father, he has complicated feelings.
At the last moment, honoring the emperor ordered Yiniang to send him away, this is a loving father.
But a glass of poisoned wine made Yang Xuan's biological mother leave with him, which made Yang Xuan feel his cold side.
When he learned of his identity, he actually felt nostalgic for Xiaohe Village. At that moment, he wanted to go back.
"What do you want to do in the future, sir?"
Only Jiang He'er could ask this kind of question.
"Hunting, farming, wandering around the village when you have nothing to do."
"Do not believe!"
Jiang Heer shook his head.
This was Yang Xuan's thought at that moment.
Later, he gradually knew more things.
For example, the role played by Li Mi and his son in his father's downfall.
Subconsciously, he has always regarded filial piety to the emperor as the murderer who killed his mother.
Therefore, when Zhou Ning was in labor, he went to the ancestral hall and only talked to his mother's tablet.
The feeling of resistance is indescribable.
But just before, when he said that he was going to burn down Nangui City, suddenly there seemed to be a thread in his mind and it snapped.
"Nanhe!"
Nan He stepped forward, "Lang Jun."
Yang Xuan pointed to the front, "I have something to ask you."
The two rode out of the brigade.
"Lang Jun looks a little weird."
Jiang He'er is very sharp.
He Lianyan said: "There are many things, don't ask."
The two of Yang Xuan left the brigade.
Nan He also found that Yang Xuan's mood was wrong.
"Before, I was going to set fire to Nangui City. At that moment, I never thought about whether this move was cruel."
"That's our enemy, it's not too much to kill." Nan He felt that Lang Jun was a little sentimental.
"Yeah!" Yang Xuan smiled, "I think back to the time when I honored the emperor and took away my mother with a glass of poisoned wine. I want to ask, where are the other women?"
Nan He was stunned, "They are all alive. Now they are all in the temple."
"It's all in the temple..."
Various thoughts flashed in Yang Xuan's mind, "It was rumored that Emperor Xiao Jing had an affair with Emperor Xuande's concubines, those women..."
Nan He was the guard at the time, "Yiniang is the one who knows the most about this matter. But the old man also knew a lot later. At that time, the group of women were...
Sir, you should know that those women were chosen by the empress for His Majesty, and most of them have their origins.These women were unscrupulous, and they made a lot of noise at the time, and some even scolded His Majesty for being shameless..."
"Why choose a woman with a background?" Yang Xuan asked, and then figured it out.
Nan He's explanation was the same as he thought, "The family of the Tang Dynasty was rampant, and the emperor seemed weak. Therefore, when the emperor chooses a woman, he must have a background. Every time he accepts a woman, he also accepts a force. When the power is strong, he can Compete with the powerful family."
There is no love and hate for no reason in the world...Yang Xuan nodded, "Actually, I guess, he doesn't want to be with a group of noble girls."
Nan He sighed: "Who says it's not? Your Majesty once said after drinking that the backyard is like a market, and everyone looks virtuous and virtuous."
A woman with a background has been taught to instill many means since she was a child.After becoming the crown prince's woman, in order to fight for favor, all kinds of underhanded methods made his backyard shattered.
But when he appeared, these hideous-faced women who were gnashing their teeth a moment ago would turn into virtuous and virtuous women again.
Impeccable!
What kind of women do men like?
From the bottom of his heart, a man likes a woman who adores him, and a woman who is honest with him.
It's indescribable how he feels when he finds out that the women in his backyard are all comedians.
And Yang Xuan's biological mother was a different kind... from a simple background, she lived nervously in the backyard and was not very good at acting.
For honoring the emperor, this woman is like a white lotus in a saucepan.
what!
Among the lonely women, there are such strange things?
The filial emperor who was teased by a group of noble girls and didn't want to go back to the backyard, what was he thinking at that moment?
Yang Xuan suddenly realized... Perhaps, his mother's favor and his own birth came from this.
——Gu looked at those women and couldn't get interested!
The already indifferent Emperor Xiao Jing suddenly discovered Huang's little freshness, tsk tsk!
correct!
At that time, filial piety to the emperor had already been abolished as the crown prince, how would those noble ladies react?
All kinds of roaring dissatisfaction, regretting being his woman.
The deposed prince has never been able to completely turn around.
These noble girls are hysterical...the filial piety of the emperor is exhausted and disgusted.
Then, the little fresh Huang...
At the last moment, he ordered Yiniang to take him away and hand him over to Yang Lue.
Afterwards, leaving the abolished concubine and other women alone, she drank poisonous wine with the Huang family and returned to the west.
What kind of mentality is this?
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled.
He discovered a somewhat childish side to his father.
Gu, let's go!
Together with Huang!
You stupid women, do it yourself!
At this moment, he was buried in Gongling.
Naturally, Huang was not qualified to be buried with him, and should be buried in a side hall.
—— Treating death as life, the emperor's mausoleum is still the same as when he was alive, with the same structure.
Yang Xuan silently looked ahead, Nan He reined in the horse knowingly.
Da da da!
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled.
"Auntie, do you regret it?"
He didn't know if his mother regretted being a woman who honored the emperor.
But his mother cherished him.
Do not!
At that time, he was everything to his mother.
After learning that he was not a child of the Yang family, Yang Xuan was confused for a while.
After knowing his own life experience, he became more and more confused.
What is parental love?
Before he was ten years old, he felt something, but later he realized that it was false, it was a trick for Yang Lue who appeared from time to time.
He felt that he had never been loved by his loved ones.
As if the whole world has nothing to do with the kind of loneliness.
Therefore, he would rather guess that he is Yang Lue's child.
Later, he knew his mother's love for him.
Before leaving, his mother breastfed him for the last time, and then watched him be taken away by Yiniang, and then drank poisoned wine.
Where is the father?
At that moment, it should be recalling my life!
It's like a replay of a game of chess.
He suddenly smiled.
"I'm a little confused."
It was possible to plan early for Yang Lue to leave and wait outside.
When the bad news comes, the first thing you can think of is to transfer yourself out, what is this?
Earlier, Yang Xuan felt that he was unwilling and wanted to leave a seed of revenge.
But after Qiu Longwei appeared later, he gave up this idea.
If he really wanted to take revenge, he should let Qiu Longwei find him, or force him to seek rebellion.
Qiu Longwei has a 20-year agreement. When no one sends a signal within 20 years, they can disband.
Each goes back to his own house, each find his own mother.
In 20 years, he was 20 years old.
That child still didn't make it...Yang Xuan seemed to see his father smiling wryly in the mausoleum.
Also, who sent the signal to Qiu Longwei?
This person not only knew that he was in danger that day, but also knew his own movements.
Mirror people?
But the mirror platform is Wang Shou's territory, if you want people to stare at Yang Xuan, it's okay for a short time, but if it takes a long time, you will definitely not be able to hide it from Wang Shou.
So, who else?
Yang Xuan's head was about to explode.
He suddenly laughed, "I don't want to."
"Deputy envoy!"
The large group of people walked slowly, and Yang Xuanze came over, which caused a burst of cheers.
He waved his hand, and the cheers grew louder.
"This is my tiger ben!"
Yang Xuan looked in the direction of Luoyang again, "Did you see it?"
……
"Your Majesty! Erlang!"
In the middle of the night, the imperial concubine's exclamation came from the bedroom.
The servants and maids who were on duty outside hurried to the door, listened attentively, and were ready to go in at any time.
The emperor lay on the bed and opened his eyes in panic.The moment he saw the noble concubine, he sat up abruptly and pushed her away, "Bitch, get out! Get out!"
The imperial concubine was pushed under the bed by him, and she got up in a panic, "Erlang!"
Even the noble concubine of Banguo couldn't arouse the emperor's interest, his eyes gradually calmed down, "Zhen, I just had a nightmare."
The imperial concubine climbed onto the bed, "I'm scared to death!"
She frowned, "It's hot, come here."
Squeak!
The door of the bedroom opened slowly, with a low sound.
Two servants came in.
The noble concubine said, "Add ice."
"Yes."
Two large basins of ice cubes were brought in, the door was closed, and the temperature in the bedroom gradually dropped.
"What did Erlang dream about?"
The emperor closed his eyes, looking a little tired, "Zhen, I dreamed of a beast."
"Oh!"
That's okay.
Afterwards, the emperor kept his eyes open.
After getting up, Han Shitou came.
During breakfast, the emperor looked at the food on the desk and shook his head, "I can't eat it. Stones."
"Your Majesty." Han Shitou bowed.
The emperor put down his chopsticks, and Han Shitou noticed that the bags under his eyes had grown a lot.
"You go to Luoyang."
Han Shitou lowered his head, "Yes."
He didn't leave, but waited for the emperor's explanation.
The emperor pondered, Han Shitou waved his hand, and the people in the hall quietly retreated.
A palace maid turned sideways to the left after going out, and accidentally caught the emperor's eyes.
Frightened!
It was as if he had seen something that frightened him.
This is my illusion, right?
The emperor's panic was only a moment before it was replaced by disgust and indifference.
"I dreamed of honoring the emperor, but I think I haven't visited him for many years. You can go there on my behalf, so that I can pay my respects."
Han Shitou's back trembled, "Your Majesty's body..."
As a person close to the emperor, he had already discovered that something was wrong with the emperor today.
This is, a nightmare, right?
The emperor said softly: "That old dog... I had a nightmare last night. Go, be pious."
"Yes."
The Ministry of Rites mobilized the officials, prepared all the sacrifices, and then hurried to Luoyang under the leadership of Han Shitou.
"What is this for?"
The Ministry of Rites was led by Qin Jian, the servant. After leaving Chang'an, he went to look for Han Shitou.
Han Shitou said: "Your Majesty misses and honors the Emperor."
Ha ha!
Even the accompanying officials didn't believe this!
The story of filial piety to the emperor was widely circulated outside.
A prince who was valued by the empress was suddenly deposed.
Then, he was sent away with a glass of poisoned wine.
What exactly happened here, we don't know.
But I can't help but guess!
Who has benefited the most from this?
Li Mi and his son!
Whoever benefits is the most suspect!
This is the simplest method of detection.
Therefore, when Han Shitou said that the emperor missed and honored the emperor, Qin Jian almost laughed out loud.
All the way to Luoyang Yanshi.
Rest for a day, take a bath, and set off again.
Goushi Town is the hometown of an eminent monk and the location of Gongling Mausoleum.
Officials and generals who guarded the mausoleum came out to welcome them.
"It's not quite right recently." The official who guarded the mausoleum looked unhappy, "The lower officials go to the mausoleum to offer incense and offerings every day, but every day a flock of birds fly over, and the lower officials are covered in bird feces."
"What about someone else?" Han Shitou asked.
The official smiled wryly, "Same."
The general said: "According to the official's intention, we should find a way to kill those birds, but..."
The official sneered, "This is the mausoleum of filial piety to the emperor, can you kill casually?"
Han Shitou nodded, "I can't!"
The general sighed, "Then go sacrifice with the bird droppings on it!"
The official said awkwardly: "Why don't you get me a cloak for the young prison?"
After all, Han Shitou is the representative of the emperor, and the emperor's face can't be held back by bird droppings!
The one in the mausoleum is the emperor's uncle. Is this uncle dissatisfied with the emperor?
Word spread that the emperor was able to skin the two of them alive.
Han Shitou shook his head, "No need."
Qin Jian gave a dry cough. "Your Majesty misses filial piety to the emperor, and remembers the kindness of filial piety to the emperor back then. I can't help feeling very sad."
Oh!
Isn't it just a dream of honoring the emperor?
So he asked the eunuch beside him to howl a few times.
Uncle, please let me go!
Ha ha!
Guarding the mausoleum here is almost isolated from the world.It is impossible for you to say that these people have no complaints.
Now, watch the play!
Of course, with a respectful look, people can't fault it.
"Get ready!"
Han Shitou took a bath and changed his clothes, and reached out for three sticks of incense.
Lean over and light.
turn around.
Looking at the mausoleum.
Walk over slowly.
Birdsong came.
A group of chirping birds appeared in front of the mausoleum.
"I'm coming!"
Everyone was a little panicked... If Han Shitou was covered in bird droppings, in order to vent their anger, Chang'an would definitely say that they were disrespectful to the emperor, so that the birds punished him.
They watched Han Shishi walk slowly over.
Birds were circling around.
But, didn't come.
what!
Someone whimpered.
The flock of birds came here suddenly.
"coming!"
Everyone was very nervous.
I saw Han Shishi walking slowly.
Went to the front of the stele.
Pfft!
He loosened his body and knelt down heavily.
Bow down.
Tears fell silently.
"His Majesty!"
A flock of birds suddenly flitted overhead.
Birds chirping, echoing crisply under the blue sky.
Han Shitou prostrated himself on the ground.
Trembling: "Your Majesty!"
The stele is speechless.
(End of this chapter)