The sky is about to fall, and Qiao Lan can't sleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even though she hadn't closed her eyes for three days and three nights, her highly tense spirit made her unable to fall asleep at all, and she couldn't sleep when she forced herself to lie down.

If you can't sleep, you won't sleep. In order to cheer up, she drank a few glasses of spiritual spring water to eliminate the fatigue on her body, and looked at the cup in her hand, and she had an idea.

Qiao Lan first took out three water bladders, filled them with spiritual spring water, and handed them to Chou, asking him to find a way to hand them over to Feng Qixiang. She believed that he knew the meaning of the water without explanation, after all, he had the idea of beating this water.

In addition, when she went out to see the sky, it was about half an hour before dawn, and she knocked on the door of Master Xianghuan, and told him to go and call everyone else up and gather in the lobby of the side hall.

The monk of Huguo Temple chanted sutras for three days and three nights in a row, he was already exhausted, and he had to go to the imperial tomb to do another ritual at dawn. Fortunately, they are all people who have come through penance, and it will not be a problem to boil it any longer.

Ninety-nine monks sat together in a spiritual group to listen to the host's orders, and everyone thought that the host had something big to do, so they woke them up in advance, however, the host did not have any special instructions, just let them recite the scriptures, in the name of beauty, and do morning classes!!

Morning class?!...... It's too early......

The monks, young and old, looked at each other, did not say a word to the master of the circle, and began to chant cross-legged, and they had to put away the weirdness in their hearts and start the morning class.

The wandering mantra came from the side hall.

The monks of Huguo Temple got up early to do the morning class like a stone thrown into the calm lake, causing a circle of ripples, but soon, it returned to calm.

When the sky was slightly bright, the morning class of Huguo Temple was over, Qiao Lan personally poured water for everyone, a bowl per person, and couldn't help but drink, this is another unprecedented thing, the host actually worked hard and poured water for everyone personally, which one is this singing.

"This is the case in today's morning class, everyone take a break and wait for the palace people to call. Circle with me!" Watching everyone finish drinking water, Qiao Lan waved her sleeves and didn't take away a single cloud, leaving behind a group of Erzhang monks, confused.

The monks choked again, and after the circle master went out, he turned around after about a stick of incense and called the other five circle characters away......

On this day, as soon as the auspicious time came, seventy-two barmen worked together to lift the heavy golden silk nan coffin and steadily move towards the Shengde Gate on the west side of the palace.

At the front of the funeral procession were 64 bannermen holding high the umbrellas of the people, followed by a 1,600-strong honor guard, and behind the coffins were the personal soldiers who originally belonged to Emperor Wen, and then the imperial relatives led by the crown prince and the empress...... The whole funeral procession stretched out and was very majestic.

Outside the Shengde Gate is the head of the black pressure on the ground, civil and military officials, Taoist priests, nuns, Taoist aunts, substitute bar workers...... Just waiting for the coffin to join the funeral procession after leaving the palace and go to the imperial tomb thirty miles to the northeast.

Three days of heavy rain, last night rest, although the Ministry of Industry has worked overtime to build, except for the capital, the road to the imperial tomb is still muddy, this road will not be easy to walk.

The monks of Huguo Temple were scattered and distributed in the ranks. Qiao Lan was supposed to walk in front of the coffin, but she and the circle master switched places, just a little back in the line of imperial relatives. To this day, she still acts as a bystander, looking at the group of people in front of her who have their own hearts.

The queen had a sad face on her face, and she and the prince supported each other, making a good appearance.

The other princes, princesses, and concubines followed, and their expressions were also different, some of them were still sad and sad, but more of them were Mu Ran.

Qiao Lan didn't know King Qi, but she noticed that the queen's slightly cold gaze inadvertently swept at the man in his thirties behind the prince's side several times, as if she hated him very much.

Now, the person who can make the queen so "concerned" and rank after the crown prince is no one except King Qi, but King Qi has escaped and ascended to heaven, so this one in front of him can only be a stand-in.

Qiao Lan doesn't know King Qi, so she doesn't know how many points this "stand-in" can score, since she can avoid the queen's fiery eyes, there should be a nine-point image if there is no ten.

"King Qi" is unkempt, his hair is unusually messy, a few strands of hair are scattered, covering half of his face and his look, and several princes next to him have not sorted out their appearance for a few days, and some concubines are even more unkempt.

Concubine Cheng Xian......

Master Lichen said that fifty-five years ago, he inadvertently saved a female baby, and sent it to a family to raise her, and later this female baby entered the palace draft, step by step became the head of the four concubines, and soon after the queen gave birth to the prince, she also gave birth to a baby boy, that is, the second prince, that is, the disaster star Qi Wang...... This girl is not Concubine Chengxian, the person who received the girl was Li Yuanzhang and Li Taishi.

Compared to King Qi, this woman is the real disaster for the country and the people!

The entire funeral procession is either decadent or pretending to be decadent, but there are also one or two alternatives, such as Emperor Wen's younger brother Yu Wangye.

is the same white robe, but what Yu Wang Ye wears on his body is a snow brocade that only produces a few horses a year, which is worth a thousand gold, not to mention the jade crown on his head inlaid with a large pearl, which is a treasure.

In the morning, Chong Lingyang, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, also euphemistically said that during the national funeral, dressing should be low-key and low-key, but Prince Yu replied to him, he was the most simple in this dress, and the royal brother said before his death that he looked best in snow brocade, so he naturally wanted to wear the emperor's favorite clothes to give the imperial brother a ride, which completely choked the important person.

Prince Yu has no idea about power, he only likes to earn shiny gold and silver. He didn't earn power, and he didn't get in the way of his nephews, and whoever came to power needed his help to enrich the treasury, so he always had a neutral attitude towards the battle for the throne.

He didn't have too much sadness about the death of his imperial brother, on the contrary, he felt that the imperial brother was ill during his lifetime, and he was relieved when he died.

In his boredom, he noticed that someone behind him was always looking at him, so he turned around...... At this time, a concubine with a cloak and a disheveled hair didn't know what was crazy, and rushed towards Concubine Chengxian, who was not far from him, in vain, and screamed at the same time, "Li Hongcheng, you slut, you can't die well, people are watching the sky......"

The mad woman had a seizure in vain, disrupting the team in an instant, and I don't know what the psychology of the guards next to her was, watching the crazy woman rush to Concubine Cheng Xian and do nothing, or Concubine Cheng Xian herself kicked on the woman's stomach and kicked the person away to survive.

The crazy woman was forked away by the guards, and the queen came forward to appease Concubine Cheng Xian in a fake way, and Concubine Cheng Xian had a gloomy face, but she responded to the queen without being salty.

The team quickly restored order and moved on.

Qiao Lan, who was almost caught, narrowed her eyelids and muttered scriptures in her mouth. She also secretly put people into the seat, that is Yu Wangye, the richest man in the country with mountains of gold and silver and five sea ships. Hey, I didn't expect the first meeting to be like this, it's a pity.

Because of some people's keen intuition, she no longer looked at people indiscriminately, but used more stable mental power. Wherever her spiritual power went, there were many people hidden, all of whom were carrying weapons, and the murderous aura had already formed a substance......

Qiao Lan's eyes darkened, it seemed that not only King Qi couldn't sit still, but even the princelings didn't plan to let go of King Qi, if King Qi was really King Qi and was slaughtered by the princelings, would it be okay to be in the back? Oh no, there was a King of Jin outside who was eyeing that position.

Qiao Lan couldn't help but think of the man with a face as clear as a carving and an unusually deep eye, that was the snake that was the deepest hidden.

He knew that the murder between the two brothers was about to break out, and countless people would die because of it, and he knew that as long as he exposed one of them, he would be saved from life, but he chose to reap the profits, just waiting for the two brothers to lose, and then he came out to pick up the ready-made ......

Father and son turn against each other, brothers are against the wall, ruthlessness is the most important thing that the emperor's family said is true.

Qiao Lan's heart is very small, she can't pretend to be the people in the world, she can't control the suffering of the people, she just needs her people to be safe and sound, such as the monk of Huguo Temple who is now temporarily attributed to her.

She didn't know when the princelings would attack, and she didn't know when the people of King Qi would make a move, so she could only hope to get out of this cage called "Imperial Palace" first, and not be slaughtered by the two people. Out of the capital, the sky is wide and the birds can fly, and the monks of Huguo Temple will not fall here, and the others don't care if you are a princeling or a Qi king's party, whether you fight or slaughter the city, she can also see the stitches and act at the opportunity.

In the end, the princelings are orthodox, and they should not be the first to attack, after all, the dead are the greatest, not to mention the funeral of the first emperor, which disturbed the funeral of the first emperor, and did not let future generations criticize it for thousands of years.

As for the King of Qi, even if he was already so mad that he didn't care about the infamy, if he was smart, he would definitely enter the palace after the funeral procession left the capital, and when the princeling came to his senses, he was already sitting on the dragon chair and smiling proudly.

In this way, it is the prince's chance of winning, which is not very good, Master Lichen said that he can't let him take the throne, and he can't let him die, hey, it's really difficult!

The distance from Huaqing Palace to Shengde Gate was not close, and in order to go out in time for the auspicious time, the speed of the procession was not slow, so that those delicate concubines were running out of breath with broken steps.

Hey, hey, hey, hey...... As the Shengde Gate gradually closes, through the huge doorway, you can still see the civil and military officials kneeling on the ground outside......

Qiao Lan's heart gradually relaxed......