The next day, early in the morning, the sky was just getting bright.
There was a melodious horn sound from the palace, followed by a dull and sad bell.
The sleeping imperial capital seemed to be awakened at this very moment. The lights of every household were lit up. Many people wrapped in thick cotton coats walked out of the house, breathed out air-conditioning, and shrank their necks towards the imperial palace Tianxuan Go towards the door.
Along the way, the people were silent, and a sad atmosphere lingered among them.
They lamented and lamented, lamented the ruthlessness of the years, lamented the withering of life, and regretted the fall of a generation of heroes. This was a huge loss for the entire Qingfeng Empire.
The people's respect for Emperor Changfeng comes from the heart, because it is their blessing to have such an emperor who works hard to rule. The emperor created a prosperous world and allowed them to live in peace. They are grateful to the emperor.
Today is the day of Emperor Changfeng's burial, so the people of the imperial capital got up early, wanting to send Emperor Changfeng off, and many people came here from outside the imperial capital, just to see the emperor for the last time.
The mournful sound of the bell exaggerated a sad atmosphere. More and more people gathered outside the Tianxuan Gate. The guards guarded the entrance of the Tianxuan Gate, making it impossible for everyone to enter. But the people didn’t care. The coffin of Emperor Changfeng's body can just come out.
In Tianxuanmen, the snow covered the ground has cleared a wide road with the help of hard-working eunuchs, so that the team escorting the coffin can travel smoothly.
The prince was dressed in mourning, with a sad face, looking at the Daxiong Hall. Behind him were many civil and military officials, dressed in solemn attire and wrapped in a white gown, expressing their grief for the funeral of Emperor Changfeng .
King Yu is also dressed in mourning like a prince, with a serious face. Behind him are all civil and military officials, but there are also strong men from the sect disguised as guards. Even the strong men from the sect also expressed their respect for Emperor Changfeng, because this It is indeed a great emperor who makes people in their sect feel fear.
The two teams were separated on both sides, standing solemnly. In the Daxiong Hall, a team of court musicians in mourning clothes came out slowly. They played a painful movement, and those who heard it felt a little heavy in their hearts.
Xiao Meng was dressed in a military uniform, wrapped in white hexagrams, and stood solemnly, supporting the delicate Ji Ru'er standing beside him.
Ji Ru'er's complexion was extremely complicated, with tears hidden in her eyes, she had been asleep for three years, and when she woke up, it was at the funeral of her father.
But Ji Ru'er looked around, trying to find Ji Chengxue's figure, but found that Ji Chengxue was not in Nuoda Tianxuanmen Square...
"Where is Cheng Xueman? Why hasn't he come yet?" Ji Ru'er asked Xiao Meng beside her in a weak voice.
Xiao Meng was also full of doubts, Ji Chengxue should have successfully escaped danger yesterday, but today is so important, how could he not show up
As the heir to the throne in the emperor's will, Ji Chengxue should be more attentive!
Could it be an accident? Xiao Meng's eyes flickered, but he said to Ji Ru'er with a soft smile on his face: "It's okay, Cheng Xue may be delayed by something, and she will come soon, after all... he is the emperor Heir."
Although Ji Ru'er was still a little uneasy, but infected by Xiao Meng's gentle smile, the corners of her mouth also raised slightly, and she nodded.
Siblings Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong stood behind them, looking at their parents' loving appearance, they felt very happy in their hearts.
Xiao Yanyu looked around, but he couldn't find the familiar figure... According to what his father said, it was his elder brother Xiao Yue who rescued his mother.
And the mother had already told Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong what happened yesterday, the resentment towards Xiao Meng in their hearts had long since disappeared, and instead they were full of guilt.
The court musicians in mourning clothes walked out of the Daxiong Hall, and behind them, Lian Fu, with loose hair and a haggard face, came out slowly.
Lian Fu looked very tired, with drooping bags under his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his breath fluctuated a bit.
But everyone didn't care, maybe he was just too sad.
After all, the relationship between Lian Fu and Emperor Changfeng is very good.
"Where is the third prince?" Lian Fu said in a sharp voice, flicking his whisk.
However, no one responded, the crown prince and King Yu stood up at the same time, and bowed their hands to Lian Fu.
Lian Fu glanced at the two of them meaningfully, and then began some pre-burial ceremonies. These rigorous but solemn ceremonies are the etiquette passed down by the royal family of the Qingfeng Empire, and every prince must abide by them.
"Next, invite the heir to the throne to welcome the coffin." Lian Fu Fuchen flicked the dust again and said.
But as soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials below whispered to each other, and discussions arose.
The corner of Zhao Musheng's mouth curled up, and he stood calmly.
King Yu and the crown prince stepped forward again, and King Yu said, "For some reason, the third brother never showed up. Even the manager, the time can't be missed, so let me come to welcome the coffin."
"Where is it your turn to welcome the coffin? If you want... I will also welcome the coffin." The prince glanced at King Yu coldly and said.
The two became tit for tat again.
Lian Fu sighed softly. The attitudes of the two princes are too obvious. Since the third prince is not here, it seems that something unexpected happened in all likelihood. Otherwise, King Yu and the prince would not stand up so vowedly and fight This is an opportunity to welcome the coffin.
But under such circumstances, there must be someone to greet the coffin, and even Fu is a bit difficult.
"Director Lian, you decide... Father trusted you the most during his lifetime." King Yu said, turning his gaze to Lian Fu.
"You two princes, please be respectful. The important matter of welcoming the coffin can't be decided randomly. Wait a little longer. If the third prince really doesn't arrive, then the two princes will welcome the coffin together." Lian Fu said.
Yu Wang was startled, then chuckled, Ji Chengxue would definitely not come, and waiting was useless, it was just a waste of time, although he thought so, but Yu Wang still had to do a good job on the surface.
The same is true for the prince. The two looked at each other, but both looked away.
The passage of time quickly aroused the anxiety of all the civil and military officials below, and whispers came out from time to time.
Lian Fu glanced at it, then retracted it, but sighed in his heart.
"Director Lian, the third younger brother hasn't arrived yet. This is already disrespectful to the emperor. How can such a person inherit the throne? Let me take care of the coffin." The prince said again.
Yu Wang is also not to be outdone in the debate.
However, when they were arguing, the corners of Lian Fu's mouth suddenly turned up, and his eyes looked into the distance, at the entrance of Tianxuan Gate, there were two figures approaching slowly.
"Dear brothers, I really worried you. I'll be the one to welcome the coffin. After all... I'm the heir to the throne."
The cold voice resounded from far to near, and immediately resounded in the ears of the Prince and King Yu, like a thunderclap, which made them feel very inconceivable.
Zhao Musheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Ji Chengxue closely, feeling a little puzzled.
Ji Chengxue followed Xiao Yue with a solemn face. They were all wearing mourning clothes and walked towards the Daxiong Hall step by step.
Soon, Ji Chengxue came to Lian Fu, he nodded gently to Lian Fu, and then looked at the prince and King Yu.
"I'm not dead... Do the eldest brother and the second brother feel very surprised?"