To be honest, the emperor had been suppressed by the Empress Yuan for so many years, and seeing the three sons who looked similar to her would inevitably lead to fear and a guilty conscience. In particular, the more the third son grew up, the more extraordinary his demeanor became, and his extravagance would be dwarfed even by the emperor. How can he not hate to die.
Seeing a group of people walking to the couch with different expressions, the emperor said sternly, "Why don't you go to arrange the funeral of the prince and the noble concubine, but come to the palace without a notice? Who taught you the rules?"
"My son was expelled from the palace since he was a child, and he didn't learn any rules. I also ask my father to forgive me." Ji Changye stabbed him gently, but his expression was very gentle. He greeted the empress dowager, then sat down on the edge of the couch, and said slowly, "My son is here to report the funeral of the emperor."
"The burial is according to the specifications of the prince and the queen. Why do you need to come and report? If you can't even do this, leave it to your emperor. He should also hone his skills." The emperor put down his pen and pointed. Refers to a meat ball sitting next to the Queen Mother.
The sixth prince squeezed his small eyes and smiled at his brother. Whoever does not want to be the emperor is as cowardly as he is, and does not want to push out the pie that fell from the sky. Anyway, the queen mother has already agreed. After he ascends the throne, he doesn't need to worry about anything. He only needs to eat, drink, play, issue orders, and also call the beauties of the world to fill the harem. Isn't he happier than when he was a prince
Ji Changye seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and cupped his hands to the sixth prince, "Then I will leave this matter to the younger brother." He actually directly admitted his lack of ability.
"It's easy to talk." The sixth prince waved his hand with a smile.
Ji Changye said in a timely manner, "Because the Seventh Emperor's younger brother has not yet been mourned, the remains of the Crown Prince and Concubine Xiao can't be moved no matter what, but a dozen strong men carried them, and they were still glued to the floor tiles, as if they weighed thousands of pounds. It was really impossible, so I could only find two pieces of white cloth to cover them. If the younger brother accepts this, he might as well go to Lingqian and ask the seventh younger brother, saying that people die like a lamp, and let him release the crown prince and Concubine Xiao. Ma. Now the weather is still very hot, and it is not a problem that the body is always placed in the Xuande Hall. Sooner or later, it will rot and stink, and it will also lose the dignity of the prince and the dignified concubine. "
His tone was gentle and modest, but there was irony in his words.
What is the dignity of the current Prince and Concubine Xiao? The occurrence of such a miraculous thing has long been known to everyone, no matter in the upper circles or in the streets and alleys. In addition, the death of Wang Xiangqian and Wang Tianyou has also set the stage a few days ago. Everyone thinks that the prince's family is a raccoon dog.
Can they afford to be mourned in the specifications of the prince and the queen? Don't carry the coffin to the street, and it will be smashed back by the people's rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves. Thinking of this, Concubine Cheng Gui, who had been silent for a long time, laughed out loud.
In just a few days, she has undergone earth-shaking changes. In the past, she could only see the face of the queen mother, but now she is sitting far away from the queen mother, and she is not dressed in plain clothes. She actually wears a red dress and depicts her eyebrows and eyes very strongly. It looks glamorous and weird.
With Duke Xiao's mansion in front of him, the emperor couldn't take this murderer, but he couldn't see her gloating, and he immediately reprimanded, "What are you laughing at? The royal disobedience, get out of here!"
Concubine Cheng leaned on the back of the chair, sitting more and more firmly, and whispered softly, "The concubine is laughing at the emperor's confusion! Rape and murder the concubine, form a party for personal gain, plot to usurp the throne, poison the blood relatives, the mother and son committed all kinds of capital crimes, the emperor. Not only did they not kill their nine clans, but they were buried in the size of the prince and the queen. Even if the ministers didn't care, the common people didn't care, how could the ancestors under the Jiuquan not care? The ministers and concubines are worried that the coffin will be transported to the imperial tomb, the ancestors It would be embarrassing not to open the door. Then the emperor will not be able to explain when he goes to Jiuquan."
Is Concubine Cheng crazy? This is to curse the emperor brightly! The ministers did not dare to speak, and the hall was quiet for a while, except for the heavy breathing of the emperor and the sound of the sixth prince frequently raising his hands to wipe the sweat.
I thought that the funeral was very easy to handle, but the unjust ghost didn't control the corpses of the prince and Xiao Guifei to death. This is the meaning of going to hell and not letting them go. Too harsh. However, Concubine Cheng's words were more ruthless. But because the emperor condoned the crimes committed by the prince and Xiao Guifei over the years, he really felt sorry for the country, the people, the people, and even the ancestors who created the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty. I don't know if they are watching from above their heads at the moment, will they be punished again
Thinking of this, the emperor was sweating like a waterfall and his heart was beating like a drum. He looked around nervously for a while, closed his eyes and pursed his lips, and beat his chest, as if he would faint at any time. Death is not the end, but another beginning. The sins done during his lifetime must be repaid one by one after death, which undoubtedly deepened his fear of death. What is the throne, what is power? It came to no avail. If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have...
The emperor regretted and despaired for a while, and gritted his teeth for a while. In the end, his self-willed character prevailed, and he tried his best to pick up the pen and continue to write the imperial edict. He must not let the third child ascend the throne, and then deprive himself of the honor he deserves after his death. If he randomly gave himself a posthumous title, it would be shameless to go down to see the ancestors, and it would be stinking for thousands of years.
The queen mother couldn't help but leaned forward, she was very excited. She didn't believe that these people dared to go forward directly to grab the emperor's royal pen.
The fat flesh all over the sixth prince trembled, and his mouth was wheezing. After so many years of enduring humiliation and burdens, he has finally come to an end. When the old man dies, he will immediately select girls, collect treasures, and fill up the harem and private treasury.
Several old princes were very angry, but after seeing the three emperors nephew watching them nonchalantly, they slowly regained their composure. Once the edict is written, write it down, and it is the same when you bring it over and change the words. Now the outside of the hall is surrounded by layers of guards, and even birds cannot fly in. How does the outside world know what happened in the Hall of Mental Cultivation? As the so-called "win the king loses the bandit" is the truth.
However, what they didn't expect was that the third prince didn't care, but the ghost face sore that grew on the emperor was very concerned. She had already promised that evil spirit to help the third prince ascend to the throne. If the edict was promulgated, it would be hard to guarantee that the other party would not forcibly dig her out of the emperor and burn her to powder.
Thinking of this, she sprayed black gas from her mouth and corroded the fabric on the emperor's chest, struggling with the probe while shaking, and said negatively, "Ji Zhengzheng, you really can't see the coffin without tears!"
When she appeared and spoke again, everyone in the hall was startled. Especially the queen mother, screamed and rolled from the embroidered pier, and the hairpin rings were messy for a while, and her complexion changed suddenly. Is this ghost face sore actually alive
The most frightened was the emperor himself. There was such a thing growing on his chest, and it was still a ghost. He didn't dare to touch it, and he didn't dare to look at it. For several days, he never took off his clothes or took a bath. Of course, even if he dared, neither did the palace people who served him.
The emperor originally wanted the imperial doctor to cut it off, but he did not expect it to be directly connected to the heart. Unless the heart is also cut out, there will be no liberation in this life. However, a more terrifying situation finally happened, it, it is not a dead thing, it can move, and even speak!
Everyone else felt horrified and horrified, not to mention the emperor's mood at this moment. He wanted to faint, but because his heart was controlled by the ghost face sore, he was very strong at the moment. And Concubine Cheng Gui, who had always hated him, hurriedly poured him a bowl of powerful medicine, for fear that he would not be able to last.
These women want him to suffer torment alive!
The emperor felt that he had failed, but the words of the ghost face sore made him fall into a deeper hell.
"Do you think you have an extremely respectable posthumous title, you can still be king in the ground after you die, and you can still enjoy all the glory? You think too beautifully! It is indeed a blessing to be able to entrust a person to become a king in the world. If you are good at governing the country , treat the people kindly, and become a god after death. However, if you are ignorant and life is ruined, those karmic rewards will be imposed on you in multiples. Because of your fear of the mother family of the Empress Yuan, you deliberately delayed reinforcements and led to the death of hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the frontier. As a result, all the people of the five cities were buried with them, and their dead souls lined up to sue you in front of the King of Hell. Your karma piled up to millions of kilograms. When the day of reckoning, you will not be able to compensate for the reincarnation of the world, unless the world is born. The ants have been trampled on from generation to generation, so that you can also taste the taste of life like a mustard. This is the reincarnation of heaven, karma, and no one can escape!"
In fact, the consequences should not have been this serious, but the emperor wanted to kill Ziwei Emperor Star several times, and he had already angered the heavens. This was the real karma. Even if the ghosts don't come to clean him up, Heavenly Dao will also impose Heavenly punishment, and the end will only be more miserable. But these internal causes are not enough for outsiders.
After the words were finished, Ghost Face Sore looked at the sixth prince again, and said with a sinister smile, "Ji Xu, if you want to sit on the throne, do you have that fate? Look at the top of your head, pay off your karma first! Let's talk about it! , it’s not that the time has not come.”
The Emperor's last hope was shattered. Become an ant and be trampled on forever, is this what happens after he dies? It's better to be completely blown away! The great despair and remorse finally crushed him. He threw away the edict and dug hard towards his chest, wanting to die with it.
Ghostface opened his mouth to bite his fingers, and let out a high-pitched, shrill laughter. hate it? Regret? Afraid? Great, that's what she wanted!
On the other side, the sixth prince was looking at the top of his head in horror. Although he is cowardly and incompetent, he has also done a lot of detrimental things, so he will naturally be affected by these words. He's already in the dark at the moment, not to mention being an emperor, even a prince doesn't want to do it, and I wish he could find a Buddhist holy place to be ordained as a monk. Ghosts don't always chase there, do they
He picked up the edict and shredded it three or two times, and ran out madly, "This emperor is wrong, don't look for this king, this king knows it's wrong!"
At the same time, the ghost face sore that bit off one of the emperor's fingers slowly turned into black smoke and stench, floating in the air. The emperor suddenly fell on his back, and his chest gradually sank, forming a black hole of rot and pus.
The accident happened too fast, and after a few breaths, the ministers were still immersed in horror. Only Ji Changye stepped forward slowly, felt the pulse of the emperor, and announced, "The father has passed away."
Great, finally crashed! This is the voice of everyone, including the Queen Mother. The emperor does not die for a day, and the ghosts and ghosts do not disappear for a day. Naturally, the capital is full of demons, and people are panicked, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no trouble.
"Your Majesty, the first emperor is gone, please mourn and obey." Duke Wei was the first to speak, and then the rest of the ministers returned to their senses, and they all knelt down and shouted long live.
Ji Changye nodded, his expression always flat.
When the new emperor ascended the throne, he naturally had to make a big deal. At the same time, he also had to deal with the funerals of the emperor, crown prince, Concubine Xiao, and the seventh prince. There was a period of martial law in Beijing. The crimes committed by the Crown Prince and Concubine Xiao were made public, their titles and positions were removed, and they were demoted to commoners. The funeral of the Seventh Prince was held very solemnly. The new emperor personally presided over the ceremony and treated the concubine Chenggui very favorably. As for the funeral of the late emperor, except for the empress dowager who really wept for him, the rest of the ministers only felt relieved.
He died very disgracefully, the new emperor did not cover up for him, ordered the historian to record it truthfully, and given the posthumous title "Yang". Yang, taking the meaning of "be good at the internal and slack in the government" and "outside the internal chaos", from this word, we can see how much the new emperor hated the previous emperor.
Some pedantic courtiers were very dissatisfied with this, and they frequently wrote to the emperor to ask the emperor to change his posthumous title, and even bluntly said that this was "great filial piety". However, on the day of the burial, they all dared not speak, but secretly regretted it in their hearts. When the late emperor's coffin was lifted to the imperial mausoleum, it suddenly fell down, breaking 9981 traction ropes, causing all the coffin bearers to fall.
At this time, the crowd had not noticed anything unusual, but thought that the coffin was too heavy and the rope was too thin, causing an accident. The Ritual Officer immediately replaced the thicker and larger rope, but he still couldn't lift it, so he added dozens of strong men to continue to exert force, and still remained motionless, only to realize that something was wrong.
Seeing that he was about to miss the time of burial, the new emperor had no choice but to kneel in front of the mausoleum and write an edict of sin, burn it to the ancestors, and then order people to carry the coffin.
This time, ten more people were added, but they still couldn't lift it. An old and respected prince thought for a moment, and suggested that the new emperor should try to write an edict of sin in the name of the former emperor. The new emperor tried it for a while, and burned it to the ancestors again, and the coffin was moved.
By this time, those who wanted to change their posthumous titles were completely given up. You must know that the inscription on the edict of Guiji is exactly this word, and the ancestors did not take it seriously, so it can be seen that he was also very dissatisfied with the ancestors. If it wasn't for the new emperor to intercede for him, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to enter the imperial mausoleum, and I don't know how he would be scolded for going down to Huangquan.
Of course, these are not things they can manage, let's talk about waiting for the new emperor.
Youshu has not seen her master for two months in a row, so she is naturally anxious.
The four funerals have been completed, but white flags are still hanging everywhere on the street, and the people do not dare to talk and laugh freely. Walking on the road, the atmosphere is very dull. You Shu held a bunch of candied haws and sauntered to the Three Kings Mansion. The enthronement ceremony is still in progress, and Ji Changye still lives here.
There was an endless stream of people coming and going in front of the door, all of them honorable people in brocade clothes and splendid attire. Some Shu had to go around the back alley and knock on the corner door.
The concierge naturally recognized him, but he did not dare to let anyone in at will because of the explanation.
"Little young master, wait a moment, I'll report to you." He locked the door with a smiling face, and then ran away in a hurry.
You Shu frowned, already feeling that her status in the Three Kings Mansion had changed. If it was in the past, why should he knock on the door? Why do you need to report? Why wait so hard? Is the master still angry? Also, he took advantage of his drunkenness to take advantage of him, but he ran away without explaining it afterwards.
Not everyone can accept the goodness of Long Yang, and Shu still knows this.
While thinking about it, the door opened, and Ah Da nodded to the young man with an embarrassed face, "You Shu, the master is out for something, you should go back first. When the master comes back, I will tell him that you have been here."
Blinking frequently, her heart beating faster, her eyes dodging, Youshu, who has studied micro-expressions quite a bit, naturally knew that Ah Da was lying. People were clearly inside, but they avoided seeing them, and they were really angry. He nodded and muttered, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."
But Ah Da suddenly stopped him, "You Shu, listen to me, don't come again. You are no longer fit to stay with the master. You know, after the master ascends the throne, he will get married, and the queen is the heir of the Duke of Wei. Female, at the same time, I will also accept the direct daughter of Dingguo Gongfu and Anyang Houfu as a concubine. In the future, I will have to choose a wide selection of females, fill the harem, and continue the bloodline for the royal family. It is better to give up earlier than to be heartbroken at that time. Besides, besides... "The rest If he said that, there was a sense of revenge for kindness, but Ah Da did not continue after all.
However, You Shu has clearly understood his unfinished words. He fixedly looked at this former companion, and added, "Besides, I am very capable, and staying by the master's side is a hidden danger, you have to guard against it." He squeezed the candied haws in his hand, and gave him a heavy head, "I'm leaving. , goodbye."
Just as the mind readers were wantonly killed and exterminated by other power users, the people here could not tolerate an alien who could control ghosts. Even though you knew it would be like this, Youshu still felt very sad. But he knew in his last life that tears are the most useless thing, and even if they flow, they can't move those who can't be moved. They may feel guilty, but that's only for a while. Once their own safety is involved, everyone will choose a heart of stone.
He didn't cry, and naturally he didn't beg or even beg for pity. He just silently bit off a sugar gourd, then turned and left. As for the heartbreak that Ah Da said, he heard but didn't understand. His feelings for the master have not reached the level they imagined, maybe there is love, respect, dependence, gratitude, but never deep love. Children who grew up in the last days never knew what it was like to love and be loved.
Ah Da looked at his thin and thin back minus gradually drifting away, and he couldn't bear it in his eyes. He took a step forward and comforted, "You Shu, you are different from us. You are a freelancer, and you have more options besides staying by your master's side. You are so smart, what's wrong with you? Go, go back and think about it. Whatever you want to do, what you like to do, one day you will find out: In this world, no one can live without anyone."
Having said that, his fear of the young man has not diminished in the slightest. Driving him away from his master is the first step. Next, he will send people to monitor him every day, and he will kill him if there is any change. The events of these days were enough to make him realize that ghosts and gods are unpredictable and powerful. And the young man who can control ghosts and gods is undoubtedly a more dangerous character.
Youshu didn't look back, didn't answer, just waved her hand at will.
After fighting with debt collectors for more than ten years, he is naturally very sensitive to the surrounding environment, and he soon realized that someone was watching him. He was cold at first, and then he felt it was a matter of course, just monitor him, he wouldn't harm his master anyway. Thinking like this, he walked into a restaurant and prepared to eat a big meal to ease the sadness in his heart.
He came from the end of the world, and lived a day to earn a day. In addition to thinking about how to eat enough, he never had time to think about the philosophy of life, and he would not hurt the spring and the autumn, and Gu Ying felt sorry for himself. It's good for him because the ordeal made him strong enough, but it's also a bad thing because the precarious life keeps him from ever growing up.
Appropriate hardships can promote the growth of the mind, but there are too many hardships, so that apart from trying to live in the present, there is no qualification to hope for the future. How can the mind mature? You Shu lived to fifteen in his previous life, and now he has grown to sixteen. He is now thirty-one years old, but he only has a huge and complicated knowledge system and various survival skills in his head, and he is not mature. Thought concept.
He lives a very simple and pure life. Apart from protecting his own life and filling his stomach, he never thinks about what path to take in the future, because people in the last days are not qualified to mention the future. But now, sitting alone by the window, looking at the bustling crowd below, he suddenly realized that in a different world, maybe he should think about it seriously.
Put your life on one person and you will only be disappointed in the end. You Shu once again verified this widely circulated saying in the last days. He made a fist with his left hand, beat the palm of his right hand, and muttered, "Fortunately, it is not too late to correct this mistake. I have to leave the master and live a new life. I owe him, I have already paid it off."
He nodded heavily, then took a big mouthful of food, and the sullen look between his brows had completely dissipated.
At this moment, someone at the next table sighed, "This boiled fish is not authentic enough, it's much worse than the one I've eaten in Shuzhou!"
"You have also been to Shuzhou? I heard that the road there is very difficult." Someone next to him approached.
"I'm a travel businessman, and I've never been there. Not only Shuzhou, but also the mountain roads in Yunnan and Guizhou are equally dangerous, and every time I pass by, it seems like a life-threatening battle. Fortunately, you can taste the unique food there every time you go, which is also considered It's comforting."
All foodies are in the same spirit, and You Shu was deeply touched when she heard the last sentence of the foot merchant. In fact, he didn't want to participate in the imperial examinations, and he didn't want to become an official, especially now, in order to stay away from the master, so that he could rest assured, and he couldn't move under his nose, so leaving Shangjing was the only option.
But where do you go after you leave? what to do? This became Yu Shu's biggest trouble. With a word that woke the dreamer, he immediately slapped his palm and said, "Only life and food can't be let down. Well, I will also travel all over the world and eat all the delicious food." He swept the dishes and dishes on the table like the wind and clouds, and went home to pack up. went.
Hearing that his son was leaving Shangjing, Song couldn't accept it for a while. However, she is a woman, and she is inconvenient to travel. It is naturally difficult for her to adapt to the life of no fixed place and displacement, so she has to compromise. It's not a bad thing to stay away from the new emperor. There are undercurrents in the court and intrigue, and there is Shu's temperament. Sooner or later, things will happen. She hoped that her son would be safe and healthy. As for prosperity, wealth, and food, it was just a passing glance.
"Everywhere I go, I write a letter to my mother to report that she is safe. If you are tired and tired, you will come back. If you don't want to come back, you can pick up your mother together." Song shi stood at the gate of the city and waved frequently.
Youshu nodded and agreed while driving the ox cart forward. After exiting the Shili Pavilion, seeing no one around, he got into the shed to sleep, and changed the water ghost to drive the cart. When we reached the narrow mountain road, a ragged, skinny old man blocked the way and begged, "This good-hearted man in the car, the old man's package was snatched by a monkey and hung on a tree, can you please help me take it down?"
When Shu probed to look at it, he saw that he took out a hard and dry wowtou from his arms, and continued, "I don't have anything good for this old man, just this piece of dry food, which I will give to a kind person as a reward."
For such a shabby reward, ordinary people will definitely give him a face when they see it, but Youshu, who came from the end of the world, will not refuse any food. He immediately jumped out of the car, rolled up his sleeves and tied the hem of his clothes, and simply said, "Which tree is the package hanging on?"