In the next few days, no matter what Yuan Shanjia said, Ran Zhu did not agree with her leaving the General's Mansion and locked her up in the mansion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If Yuan Shanjia said too much, Ran Zhu would say some specious things to the old lady and the old lady, which made Yuan Shanjia frightened and didn't dare to say more.

After all, Yuan Shanjia has been hiding his injury to the core.

On this day, Yuan Shanjia sighed in the house, full of sorrow, and complained: "Ran Qing, why do you say Ran Zhu is so stubborn? I just want to see if Li Guqin is crazy or not, and I heard that she has been carrying her at the gate of King Xian's mansion, and she can't get rid of it, I really want to know what King Xian's mood is. ”

She didn't believe that a woman like Li Guqin would be so easily defeated. Li Guqin's scheming is so deep, could it be that she deliberately confuses the public so much?

But Ran Zhu didn't let her see it, she could only sigh and spend her last little time in the general's mansion with her grandmother and grandfather.

However, her appearance of sighing every day made the old lady and the old lady unable to see it, and they were very disgusted.

They drove Yuan Shanjia back to her own Zhixiang Courtyard, and let her sigh alone.

The main thing is that they feel that Ran Zhu is doing the right thing. The emperor died, and such a big thing happened. I also heard that it was assassinated, and those royal guards were caught one by one, and they grabbed people on the street like mad dogs, which made the people of Yundu panic. It's not a good thing if you go out for a stroll and bump into those soldiers.

Ran Qing was unmoved, sitting there embroidering, the purse she embroidered for Yuan Shanjia, and the last few stitches were about to be completed.

"Miss, you'd better save some effort. If Ran Zhu knew these words again, the old lady and the old lady would definitely know about your injury! ”

Since she was injured, Ran Zhu told her that she should not have too many emotional ups and downs, otherwise she would have sequelae. So her temperament is getting better and better, at least she won't be completely controlled by her own young lady.

She has been extremely admired by Ran Zhu recently, and almost regards Ran Zhu's words as a golden rule. Ran Zhu said that Yuan Shanjia couldn't go out, so she stayed here every day, and she couldn't do anything else anyway.

Yuan Shanjia leaned over and pulled Ran Qing's hair dissatisfied, "Ran Qing! You've defected! ”

Ran Qing looked at Yuan Shan Jia Sapo helplessly, hey! The injured young lady became more and more childish.

"Miss, even if you go to see it, you can't know what the virtuous king thinks in his heart, you can't get in, and it's not the roundworm in the virtuous king's stomach."

How did she know that Yuan Shanjia had always had a fire buried in her heart, and there were many hidden worries, so she couldn't stay in the General's Mansion at all. So looking for something to distract me.

"But I can see what Li Guqin's crazy appearance is. But it's really strange, doesn't it mean that the people of the Royal Guards on the street are arresting people everywhere? Why doesn't anyone care about her? Yuan Shanjia lay on the table, his head drooping.

Ran Qing shook her head, "These slaves don't know. Maybe those Imperial Forest Soldiers are afraid that the Li family will settle accounts with them. ”

Yuan Shanjia was silent, and continued to droop his head, thinking about the riots in the west.

There was no food at this time, and if there was a riot, it would mean that her shop was likely to be looted.

"Miss, don't worry. The emperor's funeral is tomorrow, and the city gates should be opened after tomorrow, and you can leave. Ran Zhu didn't know what he was thinking, thinking that she was really bored, and hurriedly comforted. The tone was a little sad, and there were tears faintly coming out of his eyes. This means that you will soon be separated from the young lady.

Although Yuan Shanjia didn't see her face, he also knew Ran Qing's thoughts, and hurriedly interjected, "Well, I know." Are you done with this purse? When you're done, replace this one on me. I think the purse you made looks better, I'll trade mine for you. I'm worth a lot of money. ”

Ran Zhu burst into tears and laughed, "Miss's purse is really valuable, it is worth a thousand gold, the slave maid was desperate that day, so she can take your purse as a pawn." ”

Yuan Shanjia said seriously: "Okay." Remember that the asking price must be 1,000 taels of gold at that time, and less than 1,000 taels will be a waste of this purse. ”

As she spoke, she began to laugh.

Ran Qing also laughed, "Okay, when the time comes, the slave must be more expensive." ”

She took Yuan Shanjia's purse, and put the silver naked, gold naked, and a silver ticket into her newly made purse.

Yuan Shanjia actually didn't tell a lie, this purse is worth a thousand gold, and it is one of Du Yixin's works.

However, for Yuan Shanjia, these are not as good as Ran Qing's heart.

Yuan Shanjia's injuries are almost healed. She had only suffered some skin injuries, mainly because she was bleeding a lot, so she was weak.

Fortunately, she was able to run around and hide her injuries.

Her right shoulder still couldn't exert too much force, and after a little more exertion, she felt soreness and numbness, and some of her strength was not enough. She hadn't practiced dancing and practicing the piano for several days, which made her bones feel uncomfortable, and she could only play with her left hand to relieve her hunger.

However, according to Ran Zhu, this is a normal reaction after excessive blood loss. When the blood is replenished enough and the wound heals, the right hand will naturally be healed.

The next day, before dawn, Yuan Shanjia was pulled up by a group of maids to pick up, put on a white robe, and put on white flowers on his head.

When the emperor goes out of the funeral, he will drive around the streets of the entire Yundu, and all the people in the Yundu will go to the streets to pay respects.

All the local officials also waited in their own homes, and when the funeral car passed the door of their own homes, they entered the entourage with the flow of people according to their official positions.

Yuan Shanjia listened to the faint noise of gongs and drums outside, yawning again and again, before he arrived at the General's Mansion, it was already so noisy, and when he got here later, wouldn't it be even more noisy?

The first thing the emperor's funeral carriage detoured was the inner city of the streets, which was mainly composed of the royal family and various officials.

When Yuan Shanjia walked out of the door, he found that several households next to him also came out one after another.

On the other side of the general's mansion are Mu Jinhai, the supervisor of Qintian, Chen Ziyue, the secretary of Shangshu, Zuocheng, Chen Ziyue, and the capital secretary Yu Peiman.

On the left of the General's Mansion is Taichang Shaoqing Tong Zhitong, and on the right is the Prince Shaozhan Shi Fu Fuyi.

The emperor's funeral car had not yet arrived, but everyone was waiting at the door before the time came.

Yuan Shanjia yawned, but when he went out, he stood quietly on the steps of the General's Mansion with a dignified and dignified shelf, standing behind the old lady.

At the foot of the stairs were full of servants from various mansions, and a large area was set aside in the middle for the funeral carriage.

She looked at the Qin Tian Prison Supervisor and his family, who were standing opposite. Mu Jinhai looks like a human, his hair is a little sparse, his white face is bearded, he is as long as an arm, he is a little thin, he is relatively tall, standing in the morning breeze, but he has some fairy bones. His wife was a small one, and when she stood next to him, she looked very petite. There are five or six delicate and weak beautiful women in the back, who should be concubines, although they are dressed in plain clothes, but their faces are powdered, and they are dressed very delicately, and they are crumbling in the morning breeze.

However, obviously, this Lord Mu has leaked too many heavenly secrets, not only is his hair a little scarce, but his heirs are also scarce, and he has only one daughter, Mu Zhuyu. Contrary to Yuan Tian, he is sympathetic.

This Lord Mu of the Qin Heavenly Prison was looking up at the sky, and finally he had a word, and his brows furrowed from time to time, a little like a caterpillar, destroying the bones of his body. The lady behind her tugged at him a few times, but he didn't respond.

Yuan Shanjia found that the servants behind him were all talking about something in a whisper, a little curious.

Her gaze seemed to be too intense, which made Lord Mu's daughter Mu Zhuyu feel it. The little girl was only seven or eight years old, so she was more sensitive to her gaze, and when she found that Yuan Shanjia looked at them again, she also looked at Yuan Shanjia curiously.

Yuan Shanjia collided with her gaze, and suddenly on a whim, he made a grimace. The girl seemed to be startled, her face changed, and she ducked behind her mother's back, and the small white flowers on her head fell to the ground because of her movements.

Yuan Shanjia couldn't help but put on a secret smile, feeling very interesting.

Mrs. Mu comforted the little girl, as if she didn't know why she suddenly hid. Following her gaze, I just happened to see Yuan Shanjia.

Yuan Shanjia seemed to inadvertently discover her gaze, smiled at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded kindly, and didn't let Mrs. Mu see anything.

Mrs. Mu had words in her mouth, carefully comforted Mu Zhuyu, and asked Mama to put a white head flower on her head and straighten her hair.

Mu Zhuyu seemed to be appeased by Mrs. Mu, poked her head out of Mrs. Mu's arms, and quietly looked at Yuan Shanjia. Yuan Shanjia looked at Mu Zhuyu as if he had eyes on his body, and winked at her secretly, the little girl seemed to have eased up, thinking that this was very funny, and also imitated winking at her.

The old lady found out, stretched out her hand back, and pulled Yuan Shanjia's sleeve, "Good girl, we are greeting the emperor's funeral car!" Don't be weird! ”

Her voice was so low that only Yuan Shanjia and the old lady who were standing next to her could hear it.

And she was facing the direction of the street, standing respectfully, and she couldn't see that she was talking at all.

Yuan Shanjia blinked, pretending to be innocent, "Is there one?" ”

The old lady was about to say something, when the sound of gongs and drums and cries were near.

Everyone knelt down one after another, bowing their heads, and for a while, everyone began to cry.

hasn't walked into the general's mansion yet, the crying is moving all day long, Yuan Shanjia is very glad that he wears a pair of earplugs, otherwise his ears will be deafened.

Yuan Shanjia also wiped her tears, the effect of tear gas was very good, she didn't want to cry at all, but with tear gas, tears immediately flowed down, crying so pitiful.

The old lady was a little surprised: I can't imagine that my good girl is so good at crying? Even if you smear ginger juice on a handkerchief, it doesn't work so well, right?

Yuan Shanjia found that the old lady was pretending to cry, peeking at herself, and quietly grimacing at her, but her eyes were still crying.

The old lady was a little helpless, she didn't know whether to admire or reprimand, but she didn't want Yuan Shanjia to take the opportunity to hand her two handkerchiefs, and then to the old lady Nunu.

She forgot to give it to her grandmother and grandfather when she came out before.

The old lady looked at it, what? Is it a secret weapon?

She quietly took the handkerchief, and as soon as she approached her eyes, she burst into tears.

Sky! This works so well too!

She hurriedly handed the other piece to the old lady who couldn't cry and was howling.

As soon as the patriarch took the veil and used it, he felt that this was really an artifact. Much better than that spicy-eyed ginger ale.

"The first emperor drove the crane west...... Leave a legacy of merit...... Li Min is not hungry or cold...... The old man was dressed in silk and silk, "In addition to the royal family, the funeral car was accompanied by a singer who read the eulogy.

The eulogy was hidden in the sound of crying, so it was only faintly heard, but Won Seon-ga felt that something was false.

Although no one was allowed to look up, Yuan Shanjia had no scruples, and quietly raised his eyes and swept towards the funeral car.

At the front is a coffin covered with bright yellow cloth, which is placed on a huge dragon chariot that the emperor usually uses when he leaves the palace, and the tassel of the treasure cover sways with the movement of the car.

The funeral car was followed by the first prince, except for the dead His Royal Highness the Prince, all the people came. Including the Queen's Eighth Prince.

Followed by the concubines in the palace, these concubines cried one by one with sad faces, especially those who followed, they cried even harder, this may be the last time they cried.

Behind the concubines were the members of the royal family and the officials who had already been included in the ranks.

After a while, the funeral car passed the General's Mansion, and the officials of each mansion slowly followed behind the large army.

Because the General's Mansion currently has grades, only the senator's wife, so only the senator's wife followed in order, and Yuan Shanjia and the senator's wife waited until they couldn't see the funeral car, and they could go back to the house.

Yuan Shanjia was a little worried about whether his grandmother's body could support it.

In Yunguo, when the emperor died, ordinary people only needed to hang white for three months, eat vegetarian for one month, and cry for one day.

But in the house of the official residence, it is required to hang white for half a year, eat vegetarian for three months, and cry for three days, which is three times as much as ordinary.

That is to say, the old lady will cry for three days. And if she didn't guess wrong, the shape of Qin Tian's mouth before the prison was supposed to be raining. If it does rain, it's not good news.

When the funeral car went away, Yuan Shanjia helped the old lady into the house.

"Grandfather, grandmother is crying like this, it's not a way at all, if you cry for three days, the whole person will have to lose weight!"

"What's the solution? Who made your grandmother the Lady of Destiny? The old lady sighed, her eyes showing concern.

Yuan Shanjia helped the old lady back to the courtyard, thought for a while, and then asked Ran Zhu to send a message to the master, and asked the person who had changed into an old lady to come over. At the same time, she asked people to wait at the city gate, because they only needed to be delivered to the city gate, and the weeping spirit only cried in the palace for the next two days.

The emperor has always been very taboo about his tomb being known, so the funeral procession will gradually decrease, and finally only the members of the royal family and the concubines accompanying the funeral will follow.

Despite this, Won Sun-jia did not want his grandmother to be sick again.

Sure enough, as Lord Namu said, it rained heavily that morning, and if Yuan Shanjia hadn't sent someone to answer it, the old lady would have been trapped at the city gate and couldn't leave.

On the second day, it was the person who disguised himself as the old lady and went to weep in place of the old lady.

The old lady and the old lady quietly sent Yuan Shanjia away.

"Old woman, you said that you are going to go, can we still see you?" The old lady suddenly felt infinitely melancholy.

The old lady took a bite at him, "What strange things are you talking about?" Of course, we can still see it! ”

In fact, she also has some faint worries in her heart, who made her health bad? She and the old man were older.

Ran Qing looked at Yuan Shanjia's figure traveling far away, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The old lady turned her head and saw her holding back tears, "Huh? I didn't cry, why are you crying? ”

She felt funny, but a tear also fell from the corner of her eye.

I don't know when I will be able to come back.

(The first volume was finished, so I decided to write it all at once, without chapters.) Now let's start the second volume.

ps: Ask for support, ask for collection, ask for support~) (to be continued.) )