A fire in the Ninglu Palace, Jin Wangwei was buried in the sea of fire, the news spread from He Fangcheng, spread all over Beiyan, and soon spread to all countries.
The world was in an uproar, who would have thought that Luo Wei, who was famous all over the world, would have such a bleak ending. Many of the monarchs of the various countries once thought that Luo Wei would be the next person to support the world.
When Emperor Xingwu heard the news of Luo Wei's death, he passed out on the spot.
"Is this news reliable?" The imperial physician was busy rescuing Emperor Xingwu, but Long Xuan couldn't stand still. He held his breath and asked the official of the Ministry of Rites, "Is Beiyan's national letter here?"
"Yes," Chief Li passed the credentials from Beiyan to Long Xuan.
When Long Xuan opened the national book, he could not hold it firmly in his hand, and before he could read it, he tore a hole in the national book.
The letter of credentials was written by Sima Qingsha in his own hand. There are not many words. It just said that when the palace accidentally caught fire that night, the Ninglu Hall where Luo Wei lived collapsed in the fire, and Luo Wei unfortunately died in the fire.
"The person is dead, what about the corpse?" Long Xuan smashed the national letter on the ground, and asked the official of the Ministry of Rites sternly, "Where is the person who sent the national letter? Ask him to come and see me!"
"Yes," the officials of the Ministry of Rites retreated tremblingly.
Long Xuan looked back at Emperor Xingwu, who was still awake on the dragon's couch, and asked the imperial physician Wei, who was headed by the imperial physician, "How is my father?"
Imperial Physician Wei hurriedly said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is in a hurry, and you will be fine when you wake up."
Long Xuan turned his face and walked outside the hall.
Imperial Physician Wei was stunned, this one only needs Emperor Xingwu not to die? He hasn't finished speaking yet. Under the anger of Emperor Xingwu, his health can only be worse. If he continues to be so sad and angry, they will be waiting for a national mourning! These two princes are really good. Emperor Xingwu was lying there, and he didn't even have the patience to listen to his imperial physician finish his words.
Outside the hall, Long Xuan stood in the corridor, looking at the Beiyan envoy standing under the steps.
The Beiyan envoy was suppressed by Long Xuan's gloomy gaze, unable to lift his head. A prince from Da Zhou was sent to Beiyan's palace. This funeral errand was really not done by humans.
"You said my sixth brother died?" Long Xuan finally asked.
"Yes, Lord Jin was unfortunately unable to escape from the sea of fire," the envoy said, "Long live my family is also very sad."
"Why was there a fire in your Beiyan Palace that day? So many palaces did not burn, but only the Ninglu Palace where my sixth brother lived? How big can the fire be, and the people in the palace can't escape?"
Long Xuan's three questions in a row caused the Beiyan envoy to sweat.
"Answer my question," Long Xuan forced.
"It was the fire that was used carelessly," the envoy said, "the fire is, it was burned from the Ninglu Palace."
"It was burned from the Ninglu Palace?" Long Xuan said: "Your family's long live is not what it says in the national book. You monarchs and ministers are talking in three ways, which one should I believe?!"
The envoy was busy going through the contents of the national letter in his mind, and then said: "Your Highness, this is indeed the case. Long live my family also said that there was a fire in the palace, and the Ninglu Palace collapsed in the fire."
"Okay," Long Xuan said: "Even if your family's long live words are not clearly written, what about my sixth brother's body? You came to my Da Zhou to report the funeral, but you don't know how to bring his body back? My Da Zhou prince, is it Would you like to be buried in your Beiyan?!"
The envoy lowered his head even lower. The scorched corpse in the Ninglu Palace was cremated into ashes by his own long live fire. It was placed in a jade jar and carried with him all day long. No one would persuade him to throw away the jade jar. .
"I'm asking what you said," Long Xuan saw the envoy's expression even more frightened, and made him even more convinced that this matter was not as simple as a fire in the palace.
"The fire was too big that day," the envoy said, "The body of Prince Jin has not been found."
"You mean that Luo Wei not only died in the fire, but also didn't save the body?" Long Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the envoy: "You want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death. How can you believe that Rowe is dead?!"
The envoy was sweating profusely. If it wasn't for the war between the two countries and the envoy had not been killed, he really had to worry about whether he would still be alive and walked out of this palace in Da Zhou.
"Sima Qingsha is too deceiving!" Long Xuan withdrew his hand, looked at the envoy and said, "Before the matter is clear, you should stay in my week for a while."
When the envoy heard that Long Xuan was going to detain him in Da Zhou, he was anxious, and immediately said to Long Xuan: "Your Highness, the death of King Jin is true, how could I, Beiyan, make a joke about this? Beiyan is also our Beiyan's poor care, and my family's long live is also extremely sorry."
"Take him down!" Long Xuan was already disbelieving the envoy's words, and said to the left and right: "No one from Beiyan is allowed to run away!"
The warrior in front of the hall came up and twisted the envoy's arm.
"His Royal Highness," the envoy shouted to Longxuan, "Are you going to attack the envoys of other countries?! Da Zhou, who prides himself on being a state of etiquette, is just like this?"
Long Xuan looked at the envoy coldly and said, "People have to respect themselves, and only people respect them. Since you can't tell the truth, then I will give you time. When you want to tell the truth, I will listen carefully."
"Tell the truth in the next sentence!"
"My patience is limited, don't make me wait too long!" After Long Xuan finished speaking, he waved to the warriors in front of the hall.
The warriors in front of the hall, regardless of the envoy's struggle, covered the envoy's mouth and dragged him away.
"Your Majesty!" There were exclamations from everyone in the hall.
Long Xuan turned around and entered the hall, and saw Emperor Xingwu lying on the edge of the dragon couch, with a pool of blood on the ground.
"Your Majesty!" Imperial Physician Wei said urgently to Emperor Xingwu, "You have to mourn! The lord has a spirit in the sky, and seeing you like this, he won't rest his eyes!"
Emperor Xingwu cried and said, "How could Wei'er close his eyes? I said that I would protect him for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that I would kill his guest to die in a foreign land! If I were dead, what would I look like to see their mother and son?! Wei'er , I killed it!"
"Father," Long Xuan walked to the dragon's couch and called out to Emperor Xingwu.
"Where's Wei'er's corpse?" Emperor Xingwu asked Long Xuan when he saw him, "Is the corpse sent back? Take me to see him!"
"You all step back," Long Xuan said to everyone in the hall.
Everyone waited for Emperor Xingwu to show him. No one dares not to listen to Long Xuan's words now, but this is still the Changming Palace. In front of Emperor Xingwu, they still have to take Emperor Xingwu as the greatest.
"Retreat," Emperor Xingwu suddenly raised a glimmer of hope at this time. Maybe Long Xuan had something to tell him, Luo Wei was not dead, this was just a trick of Bei Yan
Everyone retreated together, leaving the father and son in the hall to speak alone.
"Weier is not dead?" When the palace door was closed again from the outside, Emperor Xingwu couldn't wait to ask Long Xuandao.
"Sixth brother is dead," Long Xuan said.
Emperor Xingwu's hands were weak, and he fell on the dragon's couch. After a long time, he said, "Where is the corpse? Where is it?"
"The people of Beiyan said that the fire that day was too great, and the sixth brother has no bones left. Father," Long Xuan lowered his head and said to Emperor Xingwu: "My son, I beg your condolences. The sixth brother is dead, and people cannot be resurrected. I also hope that the royal father will take good care of the dragon's body."
Emperor Xingwu spat out a mouthful of blood on the pillow towel, and he fainted again.