King Qi and Di Weiming came to Yizhuang. The old man who kept Yizhuang didn’t know King Qi or Di Weiming, but saw that they both were very rich in clothes and brought entourage with them. They didn’t dare to neglect, so they lighted the incense first. At the corner of the door, the two of them were led in.
Di Zhongliang’s corpse was placed inside, because it was specifically explained by the Yamen, so the incense was never broken under the bedboard, and some guide money was sprinkled. The guide money was smashed into pieces and stuck in it. In the mud, I looked a little desolate.
The light in Yizhuang was dim, so the oil lamp was lit, and the light was not very clear. The old man lifted the bedding, and Di Zhongliang’s face was also limed. In fact, he didn’t really look at it. ?"
Di Weiming stood in front of the corpse, took a condescending look, then nodded, "Well, that's right."
The old man was startled, "Don't you look more carefully?"
Di Weiming turned around, "Don't look at it, white-haired people send black-haired people away, the world is in great pain, how can you withstand a closer look?"
The voice was full of dull pain, but there was no change on the face, very forbearing.
The old man said, "Well, if you know it's right, then the old man will be buried in the funeral first. Has the coffin been delivered?"
Di Weiming said indifferently: "No need, just wrap it in this bedding, someone will carry it away."
King Qi was a little surprised, "Did you not prepare the coffin? Since it is to be taken back for burial, this king thinks that he will enter the funeral here first, not nail the coffin, and go back to do some repairs..."
Before King Qi had finished speaking, Di Weiming said coldly: "The prince doesn't need to bother, just walk around like this, he assassinated the prince, it is a big crime, it is already his blessing to have a corpse wrapped in a bedding."
The old man only knew his identity when he heard King Qi claiming to be a prince, but for the first time he heard that the corpse was rolled away like this without a coffin, and he was still dressed so richly.
The old man didn't dare to ask, but he just stepped forward to roll up the bedding. Di Weiming ordered someone to come in and said, "Take it back."
The two of them stepped forward and lifted Di Zhongliang's body. Although it was covered with lime and wrapped in bedding, the body had already begun to rot before it was processed. When it was moved, it gave off a stinky odor, which made the capital of Qi Wangdu. Somewhat nauseous.
When he left Yizhuang, the old man was guarding outside. Before Di Weiming got on his horse, he bowed himself, holding a handful of incense in his hand and wanted to pass it to Di Weiming, but Di Weiming didn’t even look at the old man. At a glance, he just yelled at him and walked away without saying a word to Qi Wang.
The old man was taken aback and looked back at King Qi. King Qi was also surprised, so he took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve and handed it to the old man, "Take it!"
The old man saw the broken silver, was overjoyed, lost the incense, "Thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord!"
Most people who recognize the corpse are only for fifty essays, and this is the silver. After all, it is the prince, and it is generous.
King Qi looked at Di Weiming and the carriage pulling the corpse in front, and couldn't help sighing. This Di Zhongliang was considered a filial person. He didn't expect to end in such a terrible way. On the way back, he didn't even have a coffin. The burial will not be given to the coffin.
He rode his horse back to Jingzhao Mansion. Yu Wenhao was still looking through the information in the mansion. King Qi went back and sat down in a daze. Yu Wenhao asked, "Why are you still in a daze? Didn't you take them all back? Are you still worried about this? Worry?"
Wang Qi said: "Leader was taken back, but it was so bleak that he didn't even give him the coffin."
Yu Wenhao put down the information, a little surprised, "Di Weiming is so unkind?"
Wang Qi said: "I don't think it's a lover. He is very depressing and sad. He is probably afraid of being criticized. After all, Di Zhongliang assassinated you. Their Di family can't stand the criticism from others now, so So he walked away with a bedding, Di Weiming was also very disappointed. When he left, he didn't even take the incense to guide the way, nor gave the old man Yizhuang a red envelope. I gave the broken silver."
Yu Wenhao sat down, "He didn't even take the incense to lead the way?"
"Isn't it? Lost, just left." Qi Wang said.
Yu Wenhao squinted his phoenix eyes. If Di Weiming is young, he can understand it if he doesn't understand the rules, but he has never experienced anything before? How can you not know that if this person who died tragically outside wants to take home, he has to carry a guiding incense along the way? That is his biological son, he shouldn't take it so seriously, right
"Fifth brother, what do you think?" King Qi looked at him and asked when he saw him suddenly in a trance.
Yu Wenhao asked him, "Besides, what else is unusual about Di Weiming?"
"Abnormal?" King Qi thought for a while, "Except for being older and staggering, there is nothing unusual. Isn't it the same arrogance as always? It's all this time, and you are still in the posture of the leader of the country?"
"Can you smell the smell of medicine on him?" Yu Wenhao suddenly remembered meeting him head-on at the gate, as if he had never smelled the smell of herbs on his body.
King Qi shook his head, "I didn't pay attention, but it should be nothing. My nose is very sensitive, especially for the smell of herbs. I didn't notice it. It should just be gone... Yes, didn't he get sick and take a rest in another hospital? No need to take medicine?"
Yu Wenhao thought for a while, "Where does he live now?"
"Fifty-sixth Wanzhang Street, that was the property of the Di family. It was not copied at that time, because it was strictly calculated, it was Mrs. Di's dowry."
Wang Qi saw that Yu Wenhao kept asking, he was a little surprised, "Is there anything wrong with Di Weiming?"
Yu Wenhao said: "What do you think? How is he different from before?"
King Qi thought for a while, "There is a difference. After all, the Di family has suffered this catastrophe. He will not return to the past. He must be in a slump. He is also a lot older. It is understandable that there are no people who are sick. The old one?"
"Except for your appearance, do you think something is wrong?" Yu Wenhao asked again.
Wang Qi thought of Di Weiming's every move, and he didn't think it was much different. Now it is definitely not comparable to the past, so he shook his head, "I don't think there is anything wrong with it."
Yu Wenhao said: "In fact, he can explain this matter to his followers, and even send a word to his sons. If he speaks, will his son dare not come? Secondly, he is terribly calm, you I said he was sad, but I didn't see it. No matter how the pain of losing a child was contained, the pain in my eyes could not be suppressed. When he looked at me, he only had artificial hatred and coldness."
King Qi laughed and laughed, "Contrived hatred and coldness? How to distinguish this? Maybe he really hates you?"
Yu Wenhao patted him on the shoulder, "Old Qi, you can't look at the surface when you look at people. Try to reverse your identity. You are Di Weiming. What will happen to you when you see me?"
King Qi shrugged, "How is Di Weiming and I the same? Even if we experience the same things, the attitudes we show will be different due to temperament and patience."
Yu Wenhao said: "But there must be one thing that is the same, that is the great pain of losing a child. He can hide hatred and resentment, but grief cannot hide. Di Weiming has never been a person who is good at hiding his mind. He knows how to forbear. The way will not end up where it is today."
After he finished speaking, he thought for a while and walked out quickly.