On July 29th, as soon as the sky was bright, the surroundings of the Windward Inn in Huajiang Town were full of residents, who had come to see off Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After three months of intense work, the disaster relief work in the south was finally completed, and Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin, decided to return to Beijing early that morning.

At this time, Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin, was having breakfast in his hotel room.

In the past three months in the south, he rushed in the wind and rain every day, and with the heavy blow caused by the death of Miss Mingyue, he lost a lot of weight.

One of King Jin's subordinates opened the curtain from the window of the hotel and looked down, saw a group of people in the dark, and turned back to King Jin and said, "Your Royal Highness, the fathers and fellow villagers are here. ”

King Jin, who was eating breakfast, let out an almost inaudible 'um' and continued to eat his breakfast.

He was certainly touched when they came to see him off, but he didn't really want to say goodbye to them.

It's not so much that I hate the goodbye scene, but rather that I'm not in the mood.

Ever since Miss Mingyue died, he has been immersed in great grief and loss, and his whole person is so fragile that he seems to be able to fall down at any time.

A person who is immersed in grief is often afraid to go out into the crowd, not to mention that he has to force a smile if he wants to say goodbye to them. But he hadn't laughed in over a month, and he guessed that he might be even more ugly when he smiled at them than he cried.

He also rarely spoke during these days, and sometimes he couldn't even speak three sentences a day, except for what he had to say at work.

No one knew what he was thinking, but everyone could vaguely feel how hard he was to let go of Miss Mingyue's death.

He didn't want Mingyue to be buried in another country, but there was no way to preserve the corpse here, so he chose to ask someone to cremate her body first, and then use a clay jar to fill her ashes, so that he could go back with her ashes directly when he returned to Beijing.

Now, the clay jar containing the ashes of Miss Mingyue was placed on the desk in the room, wrapped in a red embroidered cloth.

He subconsciously turned his head to look there.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the voice and smile of the bright moon girl again, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and his eyes turned red.

"Today, I'm going to take you back to the capital, Mingyue, I plan to make you a concubine after I go back, and bury you in the cemetery of the heavenly family." King Jin said to her silently in his heart.

Then, a tear dripped from the corner of his eye and landed in his bowl. He moved the bowl away and twisted his head away.

Since her death, if it weren't for the responsibilities he bears, he might not have been able to survive so long in the South. During this time, for him, every day was with a broken heart.

Now, he is finally going back to Beijing, and even if he tries desperately to regulate his emotions, there is still no way to be happy.

In the past three months, the melancholy has invaded his body deeply, penetrating the blood and bone marrow, and it is not easy to clear this melancholy.

He had no intention of removing it from his body, she was gone anyway, and he felt that there was no difference between living and dying.

Invaded by great grief, he slowly stood up and walked to the window.

One of his subordinates hurriedly lifted the curtains for him so he could see the crowd standing below.

The people in the town knew very well that they might not have the chance to see him again in their lives after Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin, and the thought of his contribution to the whole town during this time made them want to give him a ride from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, King Jin Zhao Yuxun could understand their feelings, so he sighed secretly.

There was a knock on the door outside the "tuk tuk".

King Jin asked, "Who?" ”

The person outside replied respectfully: "Third Highness, it is someone from the capital who has reported to you." ”

In order to know the situation in the capital in a timely manner, Zhao Yuxun arranged for people in the capital to help him keep an eye on the situation during the disaster relief in the south, and he asked them to tell him by letter as soon as they learned that something important was happening in the capital.

At present, it is a letter from the capital, which shows that something important is happening in the capital.

King Jin Zhao Yuxun couldn't help but feel nervous, and hurriedly said, "Come in." ”

A third of the door was pushed open, and one of his men came in three steps and two steps from outside, knelt down on one knee in front of him, and said, "Your Royal Highness, this is a letter from the capital. ”

Zhao Yuxun hurriedly took the letter and unfolded it in front of everyone.

In the letter, the subordinate he arranged for to observe the situation in the capital told him about the suicide in the prison of Shangshu of the Ministry of War and the poisoning of Zhang Zhaoyi, and also told him about the emperor and Empress Jingzhuang going to Sun Moon Villa for a vacation.

In just three months, such a big thing happened in the capital, and Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin, was quite surprised.

Why did the military department commit suicide? Why did Zhang Zhaoyi poison the emperor? Will my life be in danger when I go back? King Jin Zhao Yuxun couldn't help frowning and thinking deeply.

However, no matter what, his mission was completed, and there was no excuse to stay outside, so he had to go back immediately.

He burned the letter on the spot, and then said to his subordinates, "Let's go." ”

When they saw him come out of the hotel, the people immediately surrounded him.

For a moment, he was surrounded by water, and it was difficult to move forward even a little.

King Jin Zhao Yuxun smiled and nodded to everyone, while motioning his subordinates with his eyes to hurry up and open a way for him.

Suddenly, more than 30 tall men raised their long swords and opened a road hard, and Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin, quickly left the scene along the road that was opened.

When he reached the periphery, King Jin jumped into the carriage that had been waiting here for a long time, and asked the coachman to set off immediately.

Soon, the group walked along the only main road in Huajiang Town.

When King Jin arrived in the capital, it was already six days later.

He first went to the Yinghua Hall to report to the emperor about his work.

After listening to King Jin's report, the emperor praised and said, "Yes, well done." Then he rewarded King Jin.

King Jin saw that the emperor was ruddy and energetic, so he smiled and said, "Father should be in good health recently, right?" ”

The emperor smiled and nodded, "It's okay." It's you, why did you lose so much weight? ”

Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin, took the opportunity to say: "It's wrong to say that Erchen met a girl on the way to the south......"

The emperor lowered his face when he listened, and when Zhao Yuxun, the king of Jin, finished speaking, the emperor shouted in a deep voice: "Bastard, you are so depressed for a woman, what can you expect to do in the future?" ”

King Jin Zhao Yuxun didn't dare to refute, and said with guilt on his face: "It's the son's fault." ”

The emperor stared at him for a long time, lowered his voice and said, "It's just a woman who met in Pingshui, don't take her so important." You will be able to marry Peng Wentao's daughter Peng Su in May next year, and you now have Qinglian by your side to serve, why worry about not having a woman? ”

King Jin couldn't help but slander - you said it lightly, and then sighed - sure enough, kings don't take their children's private affairs seriously.

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