Luo Chen waved his hand to stop Zhuge Liang from continuing, and said softly: "Needless to say, this matter is non-negotiable!" ”

Zhuge Liang bowed his hand, although he did not succeed in admonishing him, but his eyes were full of respect, throughout the ages, how many emperors were able to put down their bodies and go to see the funeral of a courtier?

The drawings of Zhuge Lian's crossbow were sent to the Ministry of Industry, Zhuge Liang also left in a hurry, and now that the official system of the DPRK and China is reforming, Zhuge Liang, as the chief of the door, is also working day and night!

"Zheng He!"

"The slave is here!"

"Drive the Fengluan Palace!"

"No!"

Luo Chen led the group towards Fengluan Palace, and said softly: "Princess Chuanshui came to see me!"

"Yes!"

"Your Majesty has arrived!"

Luo Chen strode in, looked back at Zheng He with some reproach, and now the little guy may be sleeping, what do you want to do this dog day still shouting so loudly?

Zheng He realized that he was wrong, with a smile on his face, and lowered his eyebrows!

……

On the banks of the Tongtian River.

An old man with a doll is fishing, this section of the river is gentle, the fish are fat, and the people nearby are fishing for a living!

The little guy sat quietly on the riverside, watching the big boats coming and going, the green hills on both sides of the river, and the autumn water of the river flowing eastward!

"Grandpa, when are you going back~!"

"When the bucket is full, we'll go back!"

"Oh!"

The little guy is quietly holding his cheeks, and he seems to be very bored!

"Huh?"

"Grandpa...... Grandpa, look! ”

"Look!"

Watching the old man staring at his fishing rod, the little guy shook and shook and pointed in one direction!

"Don't disturb my fish......"

The old man subconsciously glanced at it, and was stunned instantly!

"It's ...... This ......"

Looking at the big ship as tall as a hill, his eyes were full of surprise: "This is a ship?" ”

"Grandpa, haven't you ever seen such a big ship?"

The old man shook his head with a wooden face, staring straight at the dragon flag fluttering on the bow of the ship, his face full of excitement!

"Boy, remember, this is our Great Xia warship!"

"Do you see that battle flag?"

"See!"

"That's our Great Xia Dragon Banner!"

Seeing that his grandfather was suddenly very excited, the little guy also nodded, and asked innocently: "Grandpa, I also want to take that big boat!" ”

The old man's face froze, and he said with a smile: "That ship is a warship, and only soldiers can sit on it!" ”

"Then I'll be a soldier!"

"Good, good!"

……

On the deck of the warship, Zhou Yu put his hands behind his back and looked straight ahead, and there were several partial generals standing beside him, "Dashuai, in three days at most, we can rush to Qinguan!" ”

"Hmm!" Zhou Yu bowed slightly: "Has the boat behind ever followed?" ”

"We are connected by iron cables, and hundreds of ships of 100,000 sailors are connected, so naturally we will not be left behind~!"

Zhou Yu's eyes flashed: "If our army wants to make meritorious contributions this time, it can only rely on a strange word!" ”

"Great Marshal, we have passed all the way from the waterway, and we can directly reach the hinterland of the Qin army!"

"Hmm!"

Zhou Yu's eyes flickered, and he said softly: "Order the three armies, after you reach the border of my Great Xia, you must not make noise or disturb the coast!" ”

"No!"

"Have you ever grasped the news of the Great Qin Border Pass?"

"Hmm!"

"The water potential of the Tongtian River goes around to the northeast of Daqin, and there are ferries stationed on both sides of its river, if we want to enter the hinterland of Daqin, we need to pull out two ferries first!"

"How many people are stationed at these two ferries?"

"It's not clear for the time being, but it is conservatively estimated that there are more than 10,000 people!"

Zhou Yu bowed slightly: "Be sure to find out the specific number of people before arriving in Daqin!" ”

"No!"

……

Early the next morning, Chang'an City!

In front of the Ning Mansion.

Three thousand disciples have already stood here for a night, among them, there are students from Chang'an Academy, students from various academies, literati from Chang'an, and celebrities from all over the world, most of whom are young people!

They didn't go in to disturb, just stood quietly in front of the door and waited, without too much sentimentality, and buried the awe in their hearts deeply!

"The prime minister of the three provinces, the civil and military officials have arrived!"

This time, no one was forced to come to mourn, but the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty asked for leave one after another and came to mourn!

Invariably!

Su Xun led a group of civil and military officials to arrive in a hurry, and they didn't take a carriage, so they walked all the way from the palace.

"The Great Qin envoy has arrived!"

"The envoy of the North Cang has arrived!"

"Western Chu ......"

shouted one after another, and I saw a group of people coming back in groups, envoys from various countries, celebrities, admirers, and some people of Chang'an City!

"The emperor has arrived!"

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Another shout sounded, not only the onlookers and the students changed, but even the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty also showed surprise.

Luo Chen's personal arrival was enough for them to be surprised, but who would have thought that even the Emperor Taishang, who had not leaked his face for three years, would go to the funeral in person!

"Ministers, see Your Majesty, Emperor Taishang!"

Su Xun took the lead in saluting, and a large number of people knelt down, Luo Chen waved his hand and said softly: "No need to be polite!" ”

"Your Majesty, there is still an hour left for the funeral!"

Luo Chen bowed slightly, walked in with Luo Linfeng, and said softly: "I'll wait here quietly!" ”

"Yes!"

The people in the Ning Mansion are busy, it seems that everyone has their own things, more and more people gather in front of the door of the Ning Mansion, and even, if someone pays attention to observe, with the Ning Mansion as the center, the surrounding streets are already full of people at some point!

"The hour has come, go out of the funeral!"

An official of the Ministry of Rites gave a long shout, and suddenly, the suona sounded, and there was a cry, although Ning Gong's will did not let his son know, but Di Renjie still informed it!

"My lord, we are willing to carry the coffin for Mr."

A student from Chang'an Academy at the door said loudly.

"Yes, we are willing to carry the coffin for Ning Gong!"

"Let's come, let's be a disciple of Mr., and we should carry the coffin for Mr."

In an instant, hundreds of people scrambled to carry the coffin for Ning Gong!

Jiang Yushu slowly stepped forward, and the atmosphere of the scene was also stagnant, only to see Jiang Yushu tighten the filial piety scarf on his head, and said loudly: "The old man also carries the coffin for Mr." ”

Di Renjie and Liu Qing naturally took the lead, the three of them each stood in a position, the son of Ning Gong also occupied a position, and Xun Anqiu, who was over seventy years old, also stepped forward: "Although the old man is old, he should also give Ning Gong a ride!"

"Xun Gong!"

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and a figure appeared at the door, it was Bai Ming!

"Bai Gong is also here!"

I saw a faint smile on Bai Ming's face: "I'm here to carry the coffin!" ”

He and Ning Xuanchen are old friends, when he went out of the mountain, it was Ning Xuanchen who took Luo Chen to Qishan to invite him out of the mountain, but later he has been settling in Chang'an!

"I'm willing to carry the coffin for Mr."

One by one, figures stepped forward, including students, Confucians, and officials.

Ning Gong's coffin has been surrounded by people inside and outside.

No one came forward to organize it, as if it was acquiescing.

Luo Chen said in a deep voice: "I lead the way for Ning Gong!" ”

After speaking, he took off his coat directly and said loudly: "Go!" ”

A group of people carried the coffin, hugged back and forth and walked towards the street, stretching for ten miles before and after, and there were nearly 10,000 people present!

As soon as they walked out into the main street, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them!

I saw this huge long street, both sides were already unconsciously surrounded by people, and when I saw the funeral procession coming out, there was a sound of crying, and some people knelt on the ground and kowtowed!

"I'll send Ning Gong off!"

"Ning Gong is eternal, glorious and sweaty, from now on, you should take Ning Gong as an admonition!"

"Grass people send off Master Ning!"

"I, Daxia Ninggong, have left us after all!"

In the crowd, several thin figures quietly looked at the funeral crowd, and finally, when the coffin arrived in front of them, Xu Changqing's eyes were about to pop out: "Look, isn't that the disciple of the master?" ”

"Why is he carrying the coffin?"

"Could it be that it's his relatives?"

The people who were watching next to him heard his words and said softly: "Hugh is talking nonsense, that is Ning Gong's disciple, Lord Liu Qingliu!" ”

"What, he's a disciple of Gong Ning?"

Immediately afterwards, the portrait of Ning Gong was also carried over, Xu Changqing trembled, and looked at the two figures led by him: "Old gentleman, and his son?" ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Don't be powerless against Your Majesty!"

A few little guys only felt that the world was spinning for a while, Xu Changqing was also dull, and after a long time, he said softly: "No wonder Mr. is not going!" ”

"We've been waiting for the Master for months!"

"Xiao Dunzi, hurry up and go back to the village to tell your brothers and sisters that the master is immortal, if we don't give him a ride, how can we be at ease?"

"Well, I'll go!"

Xu Changqing gritted his teeth, rushed out of the crowd directly, and rushed towards the funeral team!

"Protect Your Majesty!"

Lin Jinnan was startled by the little guy who rushed out, and with a sonorous sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and his face was vigilant!

"Changqing?"

Emperor Xia's face was stunned, and he said to Lin Jinnan: "Stand down!" ”

"Sir...... No, Your Majesty! ”

"I ...... I want to ......"

Xu Changqing stammered, Emperor Xia smiled faintly, and said softly: "Why did you come to Chang'an!" ”

"He's ...... He is our Master, and we want to send Him! ”

As the little guy spoke, he burst into tears in an instant, and the people around him also gathered their eyes one after another, with a hint of surprise in their eyes!

"What do you mean by that?"

Emperor Xia was also confused, he had already heard of the master's name, but he didn't know that the legendary old master was Ning Xuanchen!

It was Liu Qing who recognized the identity of the little guy and explained: "Your Majesty, they are the students taught by the teacher!" ”

"The teacher was still teaching in their village three months ago!"

"What!"

Not only Emperor Xia was stunned, but Luo Chen was also stunned: "That old master turned out to be Duke Ning?" ”

The people next to him were all stunned, and Luo Chen's face showed a hint of amazement, and he was silent!

"Come!"

Emperor Xia stepped forward, took Xu Changqing's hand, and said softly: "How about sending your master a ride with me?" ”

Xu Changqing nodded a little fearfully, and looked at Emperor Xia cautiously, it turned out that he was the legendary Great Emperor!

After this little episode, the funeral continued, and the martyrs' cemetery was located in the east of the outer city, passing through two streets.

After the mourning team, the people in the middle of the road also consciously followed behind, and unconsciously, it stretched for more than ten miles!

"I really didn't expect it...... Ning Gong has such an honor a hundred years later, the Son of Heaven leads the way, the prime minister carries the coffin, the six countries come, and the people send each other! ”

Someone sighed secretly.

"What kind of person is Ning Gong?"

"Some people say that he suppressed the entire Central Plains Arena!"

"Some people also say that Ning Gong is the best interpretation of the literati, and he is a benchmark for the literati, comparable to the ancient saints!"

"During his lifetime, Mr. set up a church outside the palace walls, preaching that there are no classes, and the disciples he taught are more than thousands!"

"After these disciples go back, they are also scattered all over the world, inheriting Mr.'s ambition and educating the common people!"

The honor guard of the three armed forces marched neatly to open the way for the procession, and on the streets they passed, many people had already hung white stripes, and even many people were wearing filial piety scarves!

"Salute!"

The forbidden army has already controlled the road it will pass, and the people on both sides are not allowed to move around at will until the team arrives!

Luo Chen walked as he walked, and suddenly said loudly: "In the fourth year of Mingde, Ning Gong was the county guard of Nanyang County at the time, and when there was a great drought, Ning Gong personally went to the front line, led the people to drink water from the mountains, was bitten by a poisonous snake, and needed to rest in bed, Ning Gong went into battle with injuries!" ”

"In the seventh year of Mingde, Ning Gong was transferred to the Central Committee and served as a waiter in the Criminal Department, the son of Zhang Xiaokuan, who was the prime minister at the time, Zhang Dedang robbed the people's daughters on the street and forced the women of his good family to death!"

"The officials of the DPRK and China, no one dares to judge, deceive the king, intending to shield the criminals, Ning Gong holds the crown and goes to the palace, swears to the death to uphold justice for the people, and strives to behead Zhang De, otherwise he is willing to retreat from the court, and since then he has hated the prime minister!"

"Zhang Xiaokuan sent people around to explore Ning Gong's handle, but after half a month, he found nothing, and he couldn't do it!"

"In the eighth year of Mingde, the plague in Jiangbei, Ning Gong took the initiative to ask for help, held the edict of the Son of Heaven, and personally went to the disaster area to treat the people!"

"In the twelfth year of Mingde, the Nanban invaded, invaded my border, and kidnapped my people, Your Majesty was angry, and wanted to fight to the death with the Nanban, Ning Gong died, begging me to rest and recuperate in Daxia, and did not hesitate to endure the infamy!"

"15 Years of Mingde ......"

While walking, Luo Chen directly told Ning Xuanchen's exploits, and the crowd of onlookers all changed color, His Majesty actually knew everything about Ning Gong!

"Like Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's a rare encounter in a hundred years, Lord of Sainthood!"

"You always ask me, what achievements did Duke Ning have in my Great Xia, and why he is respected by the world, do you know it now?"

"I really didn't expect that Ning Gong would make such a contribution for my Great Xia!"

"It doesn't stop there!"

"Gong Ning not only has made meritorious contributions to my Great Xia, but also a great hero of the Central Plains!"

……

"Stand upright, salute!"

In front of the martyrs' cemetery, officials stood respectfully and solemnly, watching the arrival of the funeral procession, kneeling on one knee.

"Enter the park!"

The funeral brigade passed directly through the martyrs' cemetery and came to the position that had been prepared for a long time.

"Buried!"

"Playing music!"

"Drumming!"

After a set of processes, everyone cried bitterly, and hundreds of officials bowed and saluted!

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

At this time, the heavenly bell also rang with it, nine rings in a row, and it was completely buried in accordance with the prince's etiquette!

……

[Four thousand words chapter, this plot is over, it is time for a big development next, and the whole people take off! ] 】