Wang Ge's hometown, Wang Ru's funeral was held as scheduled.

White filial piety is like snow, and the money is flying, dyeing the street leading to the ancestral tomb of the Wang family at the gate of the old mansion for several miles.

Wang Zhenshan is an official in a different place, and it is estimated that the funeral news has not yet been delivered to his hands.

Watching Wang Ru's funeral was the eighty-year-old Wang Gelao.

Wang Ge's old beard was white, his steps were staggering, and a jujube cane in his hand knocked on the ground in the hot summer, and the crowd of onlookers stared at the old man, trying to see the sadness and despair in his heart, but he never needed the support of his servants, insisted on walking step by step in person, and watched his grandson's coffin being carried to the ancestral grave.

"It's really an iron body - at the age of eighty, you can personally send your grandson to the ground!"

"The white-haired man sending the black-haired man on the road is really the most tragic thing in the world-"

"Looking at Wang Ge Lao's bones, I'm afraid that he will also hold on, and when he sends his grandson away, he will definitely not be able to do it himself. ”

……

Along the way, the people were chattering endlessly.

Wang Ge insisted on sending out Erlidi, and when he went out of the main street of Kyoto, there was a trail leading to the mountains in front of him.

Wang Ge Lao stopped and looked at the mountains from afar, "Ru'er, let's go—grandpa can only send you here, you wait, grandpa won't let you be lonely underground." ”

After muttering, he turned his head, knelt down behind him four servants who followed him all the way, and the old servants came up to persuade him: "Master, please get on the sedan chair, your body bones can't go anymore." ”

Wang Ge Lao stretched out his hand to his subordinates, "Yes, the old man's old body and bones are really unable to go back——"

The wind is blowing.

In the low place, there is still a gentle breeze, and when it spirals up, it reaches the top floor of the high-rise building in the Zuo Xiangfu, and it becomes a strong wind, the wind is strong, whirring, and the iron wind chimes hanging in the eaves of the high-rise building rotate with the wind, making a crisp clanging sound.

The ringing sounded in the ears, like someone holding an iron tool and striking wind chimes.

Under the corner of the eaves, in the strong wind, a woman dressed in plain clothes is playing the piano.

The sound of the piano is like crying, like a dream.

The woman playing the piano looked far away, and saw the funeral procession walking out of the old mansion and heading into the distance.

Far away, far away, gradually gone, never to be seen again in this life.

Recalling that before April, the spring breeze was blowing in the willows, and on the high platform of the long pavilion, she used the sound of the piano to intercept Wang Ru, who was rushing to the southwest front.

In order to repay her kindness, she repaid Yin Zuoxiang for the kindness she saved from the Qinglou.

In order to fulfill his promise and fulfill the mutual affection that they once met by chance, he vowed to never marry a husband and never marry him.

knew that this would only cause him to fall into injustice, and even take his life, she would rather not repay the favor, and would rather not have a good dream of staying with him for life.

It's just a dream, ethereal, a hard-working woman like her, she doesn't dare to have extravagant hopes, she shouldn't have extravagant hopes.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

Thinking of that Wang Ru, who is already lying in the coffin at the moment, just waiting for the soil to be buried, the long pavilion and the high platform are goodbye, and this life is the eternal secret.

"Wang Lang, although there are many men in the world, true love is hard to find, it is Rou'er's luck to meet you in this life-Wang Lang, go well, Rou'er will not steal life alone, this will go with you-" With the chanting, the strings under his fingers were sharply straightened.

"Zheng-" broke one.

"Zheng-" Break one more.

"Xiangye, do you want to call her down, the wind is so strong, the sound of the piano is so miserable, why does it sound ominous——"

Under the tall building, Yin Zuoxiang and several staff members stood quietly.

A staff member reminded softly.

"No-" Yin Zuoxiang shook his head, "Although this woman rescued the sea of suffering with my own hands, she has a tough heart and beats the man, and this matter has to be awakened by herself. ”

Upstairs, the sound of the piano was difficult, and a few strings were broken in a row.

"Whoa-" The whole guqin fell from the top of the building, and the guqin made of paulownia wood split and scattered in the wind, and when it hit the ground, it was immediately shattered and turned into pieces.

"She actually smashed the piano - this is a good piano that Xiangye found after visiting the whole country——"

Before the staff's exclamation landed, a sweeping guy in the distance suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, someone jumped off the building-"

Everyone looked up and saw a piece of white flying in the wind, slowly falling from the tall building.

An illusory voice was flying in the wind: "Wang Lang - if you don't live up to me, I won't live up to you - you can't stay together in life, die, use this wisp of incense to follow Wang Lang - after that, we will never be separated at the ends of the world——"

Messages are delivered in the wind.

Outside Wang Ge's old palanquin, the people on the street are saying that a woman jumped off the building for Wang Ru and died.

"Life is in the world, with this red face and true affection, death is worth it. "There were men on the street who admired.

In the sedan chair, Wang Ge sat silently.

"Sir, I'm coming home soon—" the old servant reminded.

The curtain was lifted, revealing the face of Wang Ge Lao, "Don't go home, go to Ouchi, I want to see the emperor." ”

The sedan chair trembled, and the old servant next to him was worried: "Master, your body is tight, and you should go back to eat and drink a little after a tired day, and have a good rest." What's the matter, it's not too late to see you after this while-"

"No, I'll go to the inner court. "Wang Ge Lao's voice is as cold as pig iron and as solid as a rock.

The old servant shook his head, "Since the old man has made up his mind, let's go-"

The sedan chair turned around and staggered towards the Imperial Palace.

In the court, the seven-day court meeting has not yet dispersed.

"Elder Wang Ge asks to see me, don't see you—you tell him, I said, tell him to go back and rest, and come back to see me in a few days." Emperor Zhengxi waved his hand.

The military officials below the rank looked at each other and secretly exchanged glances, Wang Ge Lao asked to see him at this time, what was his intention?

The informed Tingwei quickly withdrew.

But he soon knelt down again, "Your Majesty, Wang Ge Lao didn't listen to persuasion, he insisted on coming-"

Sure enough, a figure behind him stepped into the door tremblingly, the jujube wood crutches knocked on the green brick ground one by one, and the old and heavy footsteps approached step by step, and with a bang, he threw away the crutches, fell to the ground, and knelt down: "Your Majesty, the old minister is brave, and he must meet the saint today." ”

"Elder Wang Ge, you, you, you...... Please get up, Liu Chang happily gave the pavilion elder a seat, the first emperor made a rule, and important ministers over eighty years old do not have to kneel and bow when they meet——"

Wang Ge Lao shook off the hand of the inner attendant, insisted on kneeling, and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, the old minister is here to ask for sin." Please allow the old minister to finish his words, and it will not be too late for Your Majesty to cure the old minister's sins. ”

Emperor Zhengxi seemed to have guessed what Wang Ge Lao was going to say, and he glanced around with a little weakness, and there was no Yin Zuoxiang and Yuan Lingyun among the ministers.

Yuan Youxiang was on vacation during illness and could not go to court for several months.

Yoon Zuoxiang also took a leave of absence today.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has no way to educate his descendants, and Wang Ru, the grandson of the unsuccessful minister, served as the minister of the Qin mission to the southwest front to investigate the truth of Bai Feng's matter——"

Zhengxi interrupted him: "Wang Ru lived up to the trust, rushed thousands of miles to the front, and even if he was seriously ill on the way, he did not return on leave, but insisted on investigating and finding out the truth, and then returned to his life." He did a good job, and I wanted to praise him. It's a pity that Wang Aiqing died young as soon as she returned to Beijing, what a pity——"

The Manchu officials quietly watched the scene in front of them.

Wang Ge Lao stood up tremblingly, holding his knees with his hands, "Your Majesty doesn't know the truth, my rebellious grandson Wang Ru didn't bring back the truth, he deceived His Majesty and the Manchu Dynasty, he was instigated by traitors, and he became first-class with traitors and villains, so he went against his nature and did things that were intolerable to heaven."

Your Majesty, please think about it, Qin Jian took most of the troops of the southwest battalion and rushed to the front line to resist the Moro army, and he did not see any military achievements for half a year, not to mention the expulsion of Moro to attack, and even the cities that were defended were lost one after another. Why did the tide of the war suddenly turn around? In the small victory last year, a fire burned all the grain and grass in the Moro camp this spring, and he picked up the commander of Moro and almost shot the commander of Moro in the middle of the army.

Could it be that Your Majesty really thinks that these are all the merits of Qin Jian? Then does Qin Jian really have the ability to make such a feat?"

Elder Wang Ge took a deep breath, wiped the old tears in his eyes, and continued to speak generously: "These piles and piles are all made by General Bai, the founding marshal of Dongliang Kingdom, and led by Bai Feng. Looking at the whole country of Dongliang at the moment, apart from Bai Feng, who else has the courage and courage to plan and do such a big thing? !

"Elder Wang-" Zhengxi interrupted again, his tone was cold and hard, and his face was gloomy, "I respect Elder Ge for his life for the country, hard work, and dedication, so that you can go to the court at any time to participate in state affairs. Don't forget to abide by your duty as a minister, and forget your identity and occasion between your words—"

This is too heavy, and it is clearly sealed.

But Wang Ge Lao coughed, resolutely stood up straight, and looked at the Son of Heaven in the high place with his eyes like a torch, "The old minister is old, but he is not confused." His Majesty favors the traitorous ministers, far away from loyalty, and the old ministers have always been reluctant to speak out, but today's events involve my family, and my unsuccessful grandson is not fake, but he was also bewitched by the calculations of the traitors, so he made a big mistake. Now that Wang Ru, the descendant of the unscrupulous, has apologized for his sins, the old minister is ashamed, and he has no shame to continue to face His Majesty, and he has no shame to face the people of my Dongliang Kingdom——"

"Tingwei, help Wang Ge to grow old, he is old and confused, and he needs to recuperate well - don't let Wang Ge Lao come to the court easily without an edict in the future. ”

Immediately, two guards with swords entered the hall.

"Your Majesty—the old minister has one last word—if you don't say it, I'm afraid that I won't have a chance to say it in my life—" Wang Ge shouted with his neck raised.

"Above the court, don't make noise!" Liu Changhuan hurriedly stopped.

Wang Ge Lao suddenly took two steps, his eyes widened, and shouted: "Bai Feng is wronged-Bai Feng is the hero who founded the Dongliang Foundation with the first emperor, he is loyal and courageous, even if everyone in the world is against him, the minister dares to say that Bai Feng will not, he will not decide-Your Majesty, you can't let such a social worker chill his heart——"

"Elder Wang—do you know what you're talking about? Pull it down—" Zhengxi snapped the case.

"Your Majesty, the old minister admonishes each other with blood, only for Dongliang, only for your society-" As the words flew out, Wang Ge Lao rushed forward, with a loud bang, and hit the Optimus Jade Pillar on the right side.

Blood gushed out, and Wang Ge Lao slowly fell to the ground, his body soft on the ground.

And so he died.

"Elder Wang Ge-" Zhengxi shouted and pounced, but it was too late, the old man of Wang Pavilion was bleeding, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he had already died of anger.

There was a sigh in the court.

Immediately after, there was a deathly silence.

After a long time, Zhengxi raised his head, "It is rumored that Wang Ge is already old, and he is too sad for the sudden death of his grandson Wang Ru, and he died suddenly in the court. ”