"Mother is not well?"

is so humble and polite, and it must be Yu Mo who speaks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm fine. ”

Yan Hui shook her head strongly, although her face was pale, the filial piety clothes on her body lined her thin posture, and with her red eyes, it was even more beautiful.

The louder the discussion around him, the more Yan Hui's attitude fell in the eyes of the people, that is, to avoid walking and making it bitter.

This Yu Yuandao's wife is worthy of being a fifteen-year-old daughter's family, but this attitude is a little unacceptable.

They have experienced too much of this kind of gaze, and she naturally has her own way of coping with it.

Yan Hui said to Yu Mo: "After all, we are on the street, and the funeral procession occupying the main road is also very inconvenient for the surrounding people. ”

For Yan Hui's words, Yu Zhuliu spitted at him.

If Yu Yuandao is benevolent, and there are thousands of miles of graves on the battlefield from there, nameless dry bones, this Yu Yuandao is not through officialdom, but he can kill people without blinking an eye.

Yan Hui was reasonable, but her body really couldn't sustain the long journey, Yu Mo proposed, "It's a long way to go to the imperial tomb, so it's better for my mother to go back to the house and wait." ”

If I go back home now, I will really become a "green tea", and how can I carry out the "big plan" of Yan Zhengjiao!

Yan Hui smiled sadly when he heard this, "How can that be done?"

In the sunlight, it is like a transparent fingertip caressing the coffin on his side, and the heavy lacquer color glows in the sun.

But Yan Hui was not only unconsciously gloomy, but her eyes when she looked at the coffin, just like looking at her husband who she had no chance to see, admired it very much.

"The barbarians trampled on the land of my Xia Shang Dynasty, slaughtered the people of my Xia Shang Dynasty, they burned and looted all kinds of evil, although my husband was killed on the battlefield, but he guarded the land of my Xia Shang Dynasty and drove away the barbarians, I am proud of your father!"

Her cheerful voice came faintly, but it was loud again.

"Although he left himself at the foot of the snow-capped mountains outside the Guanwai, I believe that a wisp of his heroic soul is by our side every day, and I can only do nothing for him as a woman, but to see him off here for the last time, and may he rest in peace as soon as possible. ”

Yu Zhuliu was playing a white flag, but he couldn't help rubbing his arms, this blue sky and white day, why did he feel a little chill behind his back? What is called "the companionship of the heroic soul every day", there is not only one armor in this coffin?

Yan Hui turned to look at the people behind him.

"Life as a hero, death is also a ghost, this is a sentence that my husband often hangs on his lips, he guarded our Xia Shang Dynasty when he was alive, and he naturally had the respect of the Xia Shang people after his death, today you put down a lot of miscellaneous things in your hands to see off my husband, presumably he is also very pleased under the nine springs. ”

Yan Hui said and bowed deeply to the people behind him.

"Yu Yan's Auxiliary Duke for my husband, thank you here for your kindness. ”

This is probably the highest courtesy that this group of people have ever received, and the Duchess of the Kingdom bent down on them for the sake of her late husband.

Human beings are very strange creatures, and when others hold you up to a high level, the inner sense of superiority will prompt you to fulfill the "decency" given by the other party.

Even if their original intention was to see the excitement, they would have a thought in their hearts at this time, yes, I am here to see General Yu off.

How can we not see off such a noble and righteous hero?

I couldn't tell who was the first, but I saw that the people who had gathered on both sides of the street to watch the excitement actually knelt on the ground on both sides of the road, prostrated and shouted.

"The Righteous ...... of the Nation"

Looking at the people who were kowtowing and chanting, Yan Hui breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, these people who kowtowed would become the best communicators, and they would pass on what they had seen and heard today.

In a short period of time, the whole of Kyoto will not forget Fukuni Gongyu Yuandao.

However, this can only buy some time for what he wants to do next, which is still far from what Yan Zheng told him.

Yan looked back at Yu Zhuliu, who looked confused/forced, and the next step was to start with this white fat man!

Yu Zhuliu blinked, he still felt a little unreal about the people who knelt on the ground with hulala, what happened just now?

Suddenly, an inexplicable chill rushed from his backbone to his brain, wouldn't it really make that little girl right, this Yu Yuandao's soul has been following him all along?

At this time, Yu Zhuliu didn't expect that he had been targeted.

Yu Mo looked at the people kneeling all over the ground, but he was holding Yu Yuandao's tablet, and knelt down with his clothes on the hem.

"My Yu family, willing to be my emperor, willing to be Xia Shang, bow down and die!"

Yan Hui silently praised Yu Mo in his heart!

Above a restaurant, a man with a hat withdrew his gaze from the window.

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost, why don't I remember saying such a thing?"

But then, he looked at the kneeling people and sneered.

"Who would have thought that he did not die in the court, nor on the battlefield, but in the calculation of women. ”

He raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and looked in the direction of the imperial city, with glazed tiles on the eaves and walls, and countless calculations hidden behind the magnificent city walls.

"Shen Jiayuan, we'll meet soon......"

At the same time, Qinghua was in the imperial study, telling Emperor Mingde what he saw and heard on the street today.

"You say, the people knelt down to see them off, chanting "the righteousness of the country"?"

"Who's to say it's not. Qinghua held the inkstone and grinded the inkstone in his hand unhurriedly, "I heard that today not only the Fuguo Gongfu bowed to the people, but also saw the little marquis on the Fuguo Mansion kneeling down on the street to return the salute, and now there is a saying in the capital: Life is a hero, death is also a famous sentence of a ghost." ”

"How can this kind of good sentence be recited by Yu Yuandao, a reckless man. Emperor Mingde's eyes suddenly appeared, and the scene when Yan Hui righteously accused Jin Pei, such a woman with a strong character can make such a good sentence.

Just like the stars, although they are not visible in the daytime, they are incomparably bright in the night.

"Even if the people praise it, I can't say anything if I don't say something. ”

Emperor Mingde picked a medium-sized purple hair, but it was stained with Qinghua's polished pine smoke ink, but the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the word loyalty and righteousness were written.

"Pass on my message, reward the Auxiliary State Mansion with a thousand taels of gold, and seal Yumo as the ...... of Chengyi"