Ren Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, laughed a few times, and was about to speak, but saw the door of the dormitory open from the inside, and the fat man stood at the door with a gloomy face, glaring at the deputy general of the forbidden army, and said coldly: "What is the noise!" ”

When the ministers guarding outside the palace saw the fat man come out, they saluted one after another, and they couldn't help but look into the palace with suspicious faces. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the fat man, the fat man walked to the two of them, sighed, and said to Qian Yun: "Mi'er, my father summoned you, you can go in." ”

Qian Yun hurriedly wiped her tears, pulled her legs and ran inside.

Ren Xiaoyao was about to follow Qian Yun in, but the fat man stopped him: "Brother Ren, you accompany me to wait outside for a while, and my father will summon you later." ”

Ren Xiaoyao nodded silently. The emperor is about to die, his thoughts are very chaotic at the moment, his mood is very sad, the scenes of getting along with the emperor in the past, like a movie, appear back and forth in his mind, the emperor laughs at him, is angry with him, connives, and even guards against him, all flashed in his mind. In Ren Xiaoyao's heart, the identity of the emperor has long faded, he is just a sometimes kind, sometimes stern elder, he has the joys and preferences of ordinary people, but also has the stubbornness and stubbornness of ordinary people, now, this elder is about to die, Ren Xiaoyao feels like his heart is blocked by something, and he is so uncomfortable that he can't speak.

The fat man's eyes were a little red and swollen, and it seemed that he was crying very much in the dormitory just now, he stood beside Ren Xiaoyao, raised his head, looked at the stars in the night sky, and was silently distracted. After a long time, the fat man said softly: "When I was a child, my father told me that every emperor is a Ziwei star in the sky, a messenger sent by Heaven to the world, and a messenger sent by Heaven to manage all living beings in the world on behalf of Heavenly Court, after the old emperor dies, his soul will be taken up by Heaven and returned to Ziwei Star Palace, and then a new star monarch will descend to earth to take over the position of the old emperor and continue to manage the people......"

The more the fat man spoke, the more choked his voice became: "At that time, I was still young, I didn't understand what my father was talking about, and then when I grew up, my father became more and more unsmiling, I respected him, I was afraid of him, I didn't dare to approach him, but I never thought about it, it turned out that my father was just an old man, a lonely old man, he needed the company of his children, to serve, when I understood it, it was too late, the son wanted to support and the relatives were not there, the father and the emperor ...... He ......"

The fat man said, tears couldn't stop falling, and finally he couldn't stop crying.

Ren Xiaoyao patted him on the shoulder, opened his mouth to comfort him, but found that he didn't know what to say, and his mood at this moment was no less sad than that of a fat man.

At this time, the door of the dormitory opened again, and Qian Yun walked out with tears on her face, and threw herself into Ren Xiaoyao's arms and cried bitterly. After crying for a while, Qian Yun left Ren Xiaoyao's arms, wiped her tears, and said sadly: "Husband, my father summoned you to speak, you ...... You hurry up. ”

Ren Xiaoyao's expression froze, nodded hurriedly at the fat man, and hurriedly walked into the dormitory.

In the dormitory, the candlelight was dim, the emperor was lying on the bed, covered with a thick bright yellow brocade embroidered quilt, and his gray hair was slightly messy, revealing an old and weak face, and he was smiling towards Ren Xiaoyao.

There were several imperial doctors and eunuchs standing on the side, and Qian Yun's biological mother, Li Guifei, sat on the edge of the bed, hanging her head and silently wiping away her tears.

Looking at the emperor's pale smile, Ren Xiaoyao's heart became more and more uncomfortable, and he forcibly held back the tears that came out of his eyes and smiled at the emperor.

The emperor's breathing was already a little short, his chest couldn't help rising and falling, seeing Ren Xiaoyao coming in, he patted Li Guifei's hand weakly, Li Guifei glanced at Ren Xiaoyao, nodded at him, and then got up and exited the palace gate.

"Your Majesty, you ...... It's going to be fine. Ren Xiaoyao looked at the emperor and smiled, as soon as the smile was revealed, the tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped, rolling across his face.

The emperor also smiled, and his smile looked very weak: "I'm used to seeing your hippie smiling face, I ...... It's the first time I've seen you cry, so wipe your tears and don't make people laugh. ”

Ren Xiaoyao wiped his tears, sat on the edge of the emperor's bed, ignored the etiquette of the monarch and ministers, and held the emperor's thin and dry hand tightly.

The emperor looked at him with a warm smile in his eyes, and said, "Let me go, I'm going to die." ”

The emperor's tone was so flat that he seemed to be talking about the weather, and he couldn't hear any emotion at all.

Ren Xiaoyao nodded when he heard this, shook his head again, and tears fell again.

The emperor raised his eyes to look at Ren Xiaoyao, and gasped: "I called you in to say goodbye to you, and by the way, I will take a good look at you." ”

Ren Xiaoyao burst into tears, but forced himself to smile and said, "Your Majesty, you can hold on for a few more days, you know?" Mi'er is pregnant with a child, and you are going to be a grandfather, don't you want to see what your grandson looks like? ”

The emperor smiled, and there was regret in his eyes: "I have heard about it, but unfortunately, I can't wait for the day when my grandson is born......"

Raising his eyes to look at Ren Xiaoyao, the emperor's expression became more and more serious, and his breathing became more and more intense: "Ren Xiaoyao...... I should tell you, I have told you a lot before, and I will not say more, I only have one thing to tell you......"

"Your Majesty, you say."

The emperor's face suddenly turned a little ruddy, and even his mental complexion was much better.

"You have taken a lot of risks and made a lot of contributions for my royal family, and my royal family will not treat you badly, and will definitely give you supreme glory and status, but...... Let me be free, I hope that this world will always be the world of my Zhou family, you promise me, don't be the minister of the country, otherwise...... Heaven forbids you! ”

The emperor's words were categorical, his eyes were like fire, staring at Ren Xiaoyao burningly.

Ren Xiaoyao's heart was cold, then he nodded, and cried: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will do my best to assist Wuxian, he will become famous every day, I will resign from the office, I and Wuxiao are both lifelong monarchs and ministers, but also lifelong friends, never abandon, there is a beginning and an end." ”

Hearing Ren Xiaoyao's assurance, the emperor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, the whole person collapsed, and said with a long sigh: "That's good, Ren Xiaoyao, disease-free and cowardly, in the court, I rely on your dedicated assistance, I hope that after a hundred years, you can leave a good story of the monarch and the minister in the history books." ”

As if the burden of his heart had been lifted, the emperor slowly closed his eyes, his breathing became more and more rapid, his chest rose and fell, the phlegm hissed in his throat, the ruddy color on his face gradually faded, and his face became pale again.

Ren Xiaoyao's heart sank when he saw this, he couldn't hold back anymore, grabbed the emperor's hand and cried.

"Ren...... Let it go...... Don't cry...... You used to ...... often Makes me laugh, I ...... I order you to tell me a joke now, it's funny, it's something I've never heard before......"

When he was dying, the emperor held Ren Xiaoyao's hand and smiled weakly.

Ren Xiaoyao held back the grief in his heart, wiped his tears, bent down, leaned into the emperor's ear, and said in a very low voice: "Your Majesty, Weichen has something to tell you, Weichen has never told anyone about this matter, so you can listen to it as a joke......"

"Quick...... Come on. ”

"Actually...... Wechen is crossed, Wechen comes from the world after a thousand years, after a thousand years, the world has changed a lot, in that world, planes are flying all over the sky, cars are running all over the ground, much faster than we ride horses, buildings are higher than now, hundreds of floors are available, people who are thousands of miles apart, as long as they dial a few numbers, you can hear the voice of Ren, and ...... The beauties on the streets of the world are only wearing miniskirts, revealing their fair and tender thighs, and if you bend down slightly, you can see their ass and balls......"

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Ren Xiaoyao with some surprise, and then laughed loudly, as if Ren Xiaoyao had said a big joke, laughing so that two lines of muddy tears quietly slipped into the corners of his eyes, and the laughter became weaker and weaker, and finally the emperor closed his eyes and made no sound.

Ren Xiaoyao burst into tears, stood up, and knelt silently in front of the bed to bow down to the emperor. In the palace, the dim candlelight shook a few times, and the imperial doctors, eunuchs and palace maids standing in the palace all knelt silently.

The bell tower of the palace rang with bells, and again and again, melodiously echoed over the palace for a long time.

In the palace, the soldiers of the forbidden army patrolling, the eunuchs and palace maids walking back and forth, and the civil and military ministers standing outside the palace, heard the melodious bells, all of them were in a row, and then everyone understood, and silently knelt down towards the dormitory, prostrate on the ground, and bowed.

Emperor Jianwu of the Chinese Dynasty died in the spring of the thirteenth year of Jianwu.

In the past month, the emperor has become more and more serious, so for the death of the emperor, the court and the court and the palace ceremonial supervisors, and the internal officials and supervisors have been prepared, and after the emperor's death, the officials of the Ministry of Rites and the eunuchs in the palace began to act in an orderly manner.

Set up a mourning hall in the palace, arrange the palace, cleanse the emperor, prepare mourning clothes for the courtiers, and so on.

As soon as Ren Xiaoyao walked out of the door of the dormitory, he saw Wen Sen with red eyes, holding a white mourning dress, putting it on for him without saying a word, and finally tied a white silk ribbon for him around his waist.

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, the deceased is gone, what he is doing now is just a formality, acting for the living, the only thing that makes him feel a little relieved is that the emperor walked very peacefully after all, and he has no regrets.

"What about the prince?" Ren Xiaoyao looked left and right, but did not find the figure of the fat man, only a group of ministers wearing mourning clothes, kneeling under the corridor in front of the dormitory, crying and crying, grief-stricken.

"When the emperor died, the prince fainted from crying, and woke up after being treated by the imperial doctor, and then he was taken to Jingyang Palace by a group of officials of the Ministry of Rites to arrange the deployment of a funeral ceremony." Vinson replied respectfully.

"Where's Qianyun?"

"Her Royal Highness the princess was extremely grief-stricken, and the prince was worried that she would hurt the child in her belly, so he forced the eunuchs in the palace to send her back to the lord's mansion."

Ren Xiaoyao nodded, this is okay, if you have done your filial piety before your death, you don't have to make do with the funeral of Nalaoshzi after the emperor's death, tossing the living uncomfortable, and the dead are not at peace.

The forbidden soldiers in the palace were also covered with a layer of white veil outside the armor, and the lanterns, flowers, trees, and even the roof of the palace were covered with white veil, and the entire palace was shrouded in a depressing gloomy mist.

All the ministers knelt in front of the dormitory and wept very much, and the eunuchs of the internal officials and eunuchs went in and out, busy cleaning and changing clothes for the emperor and carrying them into the coffin. Not long after, a group of monks and Taoists dressed as people entered the palace from the north palace gate, and began to build the altar spirit platform on the square in front of the dormitory, for the emperor to exceed.

Ren Xiaoyao sighed, the ancients attached great importance to etiquette, especially the death of the emperor, and it was even more grand and extravagant, but what is the point of doing this? When the emperor was alive, you didn't let him worry, and when he died, he was disturbed, looking at those ministers kneeling on the ground and crying, Ren Xiaoyao didn't know why, and a ridiculous feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

Feeling that her sleeves were being pulled, Ren Xiaoyao turned around, but saw that the little princess of Changle was holding her invincible magic weapon donation box, looking up at herself with her chubby little face on her back.

Ren Xiaoyao felt a pain in his heart, bent down and picked up the little princess, looked left and right, and said angrily: "Which little princess is taken care of by the slave?" How did you get her here? ”

Ren Xiaoyao is an important minister of the first emperor, and he has a good relationship with the new emperor, and he is also the princess's concubine, a hereditary marquis, it is conceivable that when the new emperor ascends the throne, he will become the auxiliary minister of the new dynasty, and the more powerful he is.

So as soon as Ren Xiaoyao was angry, the eunuchs and palace maids who followed the little princess were so frightened that they knelt down tremblingly, and they didn't dare to say a word.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law...... Father, what's wrong with him? The little princess's chubby little hands wiped her tears, and her little face was full of sadness.

Ren Xiaoyao looked at her, his heart was full of pity, from Qian Yun's mouth, he knew that Changle was born by Concubine Li in the harem, Concubine Li had a difficult birth when she gave birth to her, and died after giving birth to her, so the emperor has always been very doting on her, even the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty likes this little princess who is only five years old, so that the little princess held the donation box in the solemn Jinluan Palace and asked for money, and the ministers and officials of the Manchu Dynasty did not care, but spoiled her in the Jinluan Palace.

Now that the emperor has also died, the little child has become a fatherless and motherless orphan, although she is a princess with golden branches and jade leaves, but how can the dignity of status make up for the lack of family affection?

"Little princess, your father is ...... He was tired, so he wanted to get a long night's sleep, maybe for many years......," Ren Xiaoyao endured his grief and said softly.

"Is my father so tired that he wants to sleep because he has no money?" No matter how elf Changle is, he is only a five-year-old child, and he has a vague concept of life and death, and he intuitively thinks that his father may be tired because of lack of money.

Biting his lip and thinking for a while, Changle patted the donation box in his hand, and said with great responsibility: "If I give all the money to my father, my father will wake up, right?" ”

Ren Xiaoyao smiled bitterly and sighed: "No, no matter how much money you have, your father won't be able to wake up......"

Changle's little face was suddenly full of disappointment, and his clear eyes were full of tears: "It turns out that money can't buy everything......"

Ren Xiaoyao smiled: "Yes, money is not everything, so, little princess, you might as well give me all the money, and I will keep it for you." ”

Changle immediately vigilantly hugged the donation box tightly in his arms, and stared at Ren Xiaoyao with big eyes defensively: "You want to cheat children out of money? ”

Ren Xiaoyao opened his mouth and stammered: "No...... No, I didn't mean that......"

Changle's eyes were full of accusations: "You not only cheated the children out of their money, but also wanted to quibble......"

“……”

Why did this little guy become so shrewd when he encountered something related to money?

Ren Xiaoyao accompanied the little princess to laugh for a while, the little princess was in a much better mood, the death of her father, for a five-year-old child, it was really difficult to experience how much grief, Ren Xiaoyao teased her for a while, she giggled, and finally Ren Xiaoyao ordered the eunuch palace maid to send her to Ren's mansion, and Qian Yun as a companion, the sisters stayed together, which was more reassuring.

Looking at the large group of eunuchs and palace maids who were sincerely frightened and hugged Changle away, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help sighing, he planned to have a good talk with the fat man after the funeral, and take Changle from the deep palace to Ren's mansion to live, although this is not in line with the etiquette system, but it is much better than a little girl hiding in a cold and uncared palace, the Ren family has a father and mother, and Qian Yunyanran and them, I believe that the little princess will be taken care of very well.

I don't know how long it took, the officials of the Ministry of Rites came out surrounded by the fat man, the mourning hall had been erected, and the main hall was set up in the main hall of the Jinluan Palace. The fat man was in a trance, the tears in his eyes had dried, standing in front of the dormitory square, like a puppet, letting the eunuchs put on filial piety clothes for him, seeing Ren Xiaoyao, the fat man's expression finally had a little warmth, nodded to Ren Xiaoyao, and Ren Xiaoyao also smiled at him from afar. Two friends who share the same suffering, at this time, silence is better than sound, and between the eyes meeting, words of comfort and persuasion are no longer necessary.

The funeral ceremony is very cumbersome, the fat man is dressed in filial piety clothes, and his expression is indifferent to the officials of the Ministry of Rites, kneeling in front of the mourning hall, telling him to cry and crying, and kowtowing to him.

Ren Xiaoyao, as a second-class minister and the emperor's son-in-law, must kneel in the mourning hall with the ministers, crying again and again, but unlike when he sent the emperor to the end, Ren Xiaoyao was purely fake crying at this time. The so-called funeral ceremony is completely a play for the ministers and the people of the world, and Ren Xiaoyao will not be as sad as he was in the palace.

"Whoa...... Old Wen, woo, get me some water to drink, my throat is a little hoarse......" Ren Xiaoyao cried and instructed Vinson, who was kneeling behind him.

"Wow woo woo...... My lord, where are my subordinates going to find water for you at this time? Woo, the officials are all staring at it, woo, the next subordinate gets up, they will definitely participate in the next subordinate...... Whining. Vinson didn't cry very sincerely.

"Wow woo woo...... It's so inhuman! Are these officials full of food? Woo, Lao Wen, after this matter is over, ask the brothers to collect the evidence of a few officials and pull out a few Sven scum...... Woo, let people not live, even water is not allowed to drink......"

"Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will definitely make my brothers investigate carefully, woo, my subordinates don't believe that these officials are clean......" Vinson cried and gritted his teeth.

In the middle of a word, the two immoral spy leaders stared at the officials who were crying in the mourning hall for the trivial matter of drinking water.

At this moment, a figure rushed into the mourning hall quickly, knelt on the gold brick floor dozens of steps away, knelt all the way to the emperor's coffin, climbed in front of the coffin, desperately hugged the coffin and cried, crying miserably, making people heartbroken.

When the ministers who were guarding the spirit saw this person crying, it was as if he had aroused his emotions of grief and grief, and the entire mourning hall was filled with a torrent of painful weeping.

Ren Xiaoyao and Wen Sen knelt on the side and cried hoarsely, their hands kept pounding the ground hard, looking at the appearance of these two people, it seemed that they would faint if they couldn't breathe.

"Wow woo woo...... Who is the guy who is holding the coffin and crying? Crying so sadly, as if his own father was dead......" Ren Xiaoyao muttered to Vincent as he cried.

"Woo...... My lord, it's true that his own father died...... Woo, don't you know him? He is His Royal Highness the King of Thailand, and it looks like he has just rushed back to the capital......"

"Huh? It's really his own father...... Ah! Ren Yao, quickly knelt in front of the coffin, stared at it, sure enough, it was the king of Thailand, he was lying on the coffin, crying so that his eyes were red and swollen, and tears were in his eyes.

"Brother Three Emperors, mourning!" The fat man also walked up to the King of Thailand, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him with a choked voice.

"Brother Huang, I'm a step late!" The king of Thailand turned around and hugged the fat man and cried: "I haven't been able to see my father for the last time, I'm not filial!" Father! Why did you go in such a hurry, you didn't even have time to take a last look at Erchen, the regret in Erchen's heart was like a huge wave, at this time, how painful! ”

Ren Xiaoyao leaned aside and cried: "His Royal Highness the King of Thailand take care of himself, the emperor died, the whole country grieves, a generation of Ming Jun Holy Emperor, this is the misfortune of the country, His Royal Highness the King of Thailand, woo, the pain of the minister, no less than His Royal Highness!" ”

The King of Thailand turned his head to look, and saw Ren Xiaoyao kneeling beside him crying breathlessly, and suddenly became more and more sad, turned around and hugged Ren Xiaoyao again, and cried: "Lord Ren has a heart, the father is in the spirit of the sky, if you know that Lord Ren is such a loyal minister, the father will be relieved and smile......

Ren Xiaoyao heard the words and hugged the king of Thailand tightly, and the two of them hugged their heads in the middle of the mourning hall and cried bitterly, a handful of snot and tears, and the feelings of pain and sorrow moved and respected the ministers of civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty. The courtiers reused by the first emperor were really loyal, and the first emperor didn't see the wrong person.

Only the fat man knew Ren Xiaoyao's temperament, and when he saw Ren Xiaoyao crying, his fat face couldn't help twitching, and then he turned around and returned to the right position of guarding the soul of the first emperor, and let Ren Xiaoyao play freely.

After a long time, the eunuch of the celebrant came forward, and finally persuaded the grief-stricken two, the eunuch helped the king of Thailand to go down to change his filial piety clothes, and Ren Xiaoyao wiped his tears and returned to the court, still choking and choking.

"Woo, please mourn, take care of yourself! Whining...... Hey? My lord, what do you have in your hand? Vincent looked at the green jade pendant in Ren Xiaoyao's hand and asked curiously.

Ren Xiaoyao wiped his tears with grief, and when he heard this, he looked down at his hand, and then cried sadly: "...... Woo, this seems to be the jade pendant worn by His Royal Highness the King of Thailand...... Whining. ”

"Why is the jade pendant of the King of Thailand in your hand?" Vinson wondered.

"Woo...... I don't know? He hugged me and cried, and I hugged him and cried...... Woo, isn't that easy, I'll take it off......"

Wen Sen's head was full of black lines, and Man Lingtang cried miserably, you actually have the leisure to lead the sheep and steal the jade pendant of the King of Thailand, your adult is really a talent......

Wen Sen couldn't help but worry about the Manchu civil and military forces in this mourning hall, and the ministers were sad and weeping, but they were afraid that they would have to raise some spirits, taking into account fire prevention and theft prevention, and the adults worked hard......

"Your Excellency...... Why don't you give it back...... It wouldn't be good if the King of Thailand found out that the jade pendant was missing......" Vinson smiled bitterly as he wiped his sweat.

Ren Xiaoyao cried, staring at Wen Sen with red and swollen eyes from crying, as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father.

"Uh...... It's yours, this jade pendant is yours, there is no owner, when the virtuous live in ......it," Wen Sen immediately changed his words.

Ren Xiaoyao turned his anger into relief, and took the jade pendant into his arms without changing his face, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, and his hands pounded the gold brick floor, and he began to cry again: "Your Majesty! You are in such a hurry, Weichen is grief-stricken, life is better than death, Emperor! Soul, return! Woohoo lament......"

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In the side hall, the eunuch of the celebrant is changing the filial piety clothes for the king of Thailand.

"Huh? Where is the king's jade pendant? The King of Thailand touched his waist and said in surprise.

The entourage of the King of Thailand said strangely: "Lord, before you entered the palace just now, the little one saw it hanging on your waist with your own eyes......

"That's right, why did this king disappear as soon as he left the palace?"

"The little one will help you find it."

"No need to look for it." After a little thought, the King of Thailand knew what was going on, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as we met, I touched the king's jade pendant, Ren Xiaoyao, Ren Xiaoyao, you really have the ability.

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On the day of the small funeral, the various procedures of the funeral rites are carried out in an orderly manner according to the arrangements of the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Household Supervisor.

In the side hall of the Jinluan Palace, Ren Xiaoyao sat on the Taishi chair and gasped for breath, the death of the first emperor was a sad thing for Ren Xiaoyao, but the funeral ceremony of the officials of the Ministry of Rites was such a row, stipulating when the prince and officials should cry and when to worship, it was like a farce that disturbed the dead and tossed the living, so that Ren Xiaoyao's sad mood was completely gone, and the mechanical numbness was at the mercy of the man.

At this time, Ren Xiaoyao was tired of crying, so he withdrew from the mourning hall and sat in the courtroom, staring at the white-clothed palace outside the window with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Some ministers appeared in front of Ren Xiaoyao in twos and threes, complimenting and talking a lot of nonsense. Now everyone in the Manchu Dynasty knows that after the crown prince ascends the throne, he will reuse this former classmate and friend of the cloth cloth, and at that time Ren Yaoyao's power and official position will be higher and bigger than now, and the position below one person and above ten thousand people is not necessarily, depending on how the new emperor arranges, it is certain that it will not be smaller than now. If you don't shoot Lord Ren's sycophants at this time, when will you stay?

Sent away a group of officials who came to pat the sycophants, Ren Xiaoyao sneered in his heart, Lao Tzu waited for the fat man to ascend the throne, and then resigned to the old man, what is the use of you sycophants coming to pat my sycophants at this time?