Volume 1 The End of the Dynasty Chapter 60 Hanging Coffin Dazhen, Heroic Soul Returns (Ask for Collection)

A blizzard completely buried the whole world, and all the mountains and rivers were trapped in the vast snow mist, and in less than half an hour, the arrow tower on the wall of the imperial city was sealed by Xuediao. There is only monotonous white between heaven and earth, birds and birds are flying, and mountains and rivers are discolored.

In less than a day, the wooden coffin was finally ready, and it was covered with a layer of buffalo skin. Since the war a long time ago, the etiquette has long since collapsed, and no one has said that this is an arrogance.

Su Ang hugged Uncle Yang and gently put it in. Zihua clutched Uncle Yang's hand tightly, his eyes were frighteningly red and swollen.

Su Ang gently patted Zihua's shoulder and said, "Sister-in-law, let it go, don't miss the auspicious time." ”

The lid of the coffin was slowly closed. Several people lifted the wooden coffin and put it on the cart, and pulled it by two horses to the back mountain.

The wind and snow were combined, the blizzard was coming, the car suddenly tilted to one side, Su Ang hurriedly ran over, and pressed the car with his back, and the rest of the people saw this, and also hurried over to help, Qiu Xiao waved the whip violently, the horse was in pain, and pulled hard, and the car finally stabilized again.

Su Ang breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his arm hurt, and when he raised his hand, he found that blood was flowing down his arm.

"It's okay!" Gong Qi asked loudly.

"Nothing! Walk! The wind blew their voices a little inaudible.

The car was slipping and it was difficult to walk, and the horse was so tired that he was sneezing. Su Ang looked at it, this place is still a long way from the burial place Qiu Xi found, and besides, the road here is still gentle, and it will be up the mountain in a while. Su Ang took off the cloak on his body, tore it into two with a "tear", and shouted: "Use this, wrap the wheel!" ”

Seeing this, Pu Xianyu also took off the cloak on his body, tore it into several pieces, and squatted down to wrap the horse's hooves.

"You're going to get frostbitten like that!" Deng shouted first.

Su Ang laughed: "You and a few others are willing to give up their official positions in the DPRK and the central government, don't you want to send my senior brother, why am I reluctant to put a cloak ......" Before the words fell, Su Ang choked up, Su Ang wiped a handful of tears, sweat and snow, and said hoarsely: "Don't let him be frightened......"

Several people were stunned in their hearts, and Pu Xianyu shouted: "Go, send the adults home, protect the car, the adults want to go home safely!" ”

"Let's go, send the adults home!" Everyone took off their cloaks, revealing their sweaty and snow-soaked clothes, and pushed the cart together.

The snow was falling, and all that was left was the tragic slogan of "send the adults home".

After more than five hours of running, we finally arrived at the top of the back mountain. As far as the eye could see, the sky and the earth were vast, and the snow covered everything that could be seen. The reason why Su Ang must choose to bury Uncle Yang here is that it is remote and cannot be found by ordinary people, and it is also to prevent those old nobles from digging graves; Second, in case there is a change in the future, there will also be time to remove Uncle Yang's bones so that they will not be abandoned in a hurry; The third is also so that Zihua can come to visit him from time to time, after all, it is absolutely impossible for Zihua to return to the imperial city now, at least in a short period of time, unless Su Ang can take charge of the government in the future, but this matter is not yet known.

Su Ang didn't know how to bury Uncle Yang, according to the ancient precepts, Uncle Yang was a clean man all his life, and he should be buried with the gift of "hanging coffin chastity", but now there are only a few of them, how to do the hanging coffin?

Pu Xianyu seemed to see Su Ang's difficulty, and walked over and said: "As an adult, I think that we should be buried with the gift of 'hanging coffin Dazhen', this is the only thing we can do for adults." ”

After Pu Xianyu finished speaking, he turned around and took out the hammer and chisel from the side of the coffin, and went straight to the main peak protruding from the top of the mountain, and the hammer hit the rock fiercely, and sparks splashed everywhere. Gong Qi and Deng saw it first, and they also followed Puxian Yu to chisel up the mountain stone. Su Ang sighed, "It's really a righteous man in the world." "They were also chiseled together.

After a night of non-stopping, a stone staircase leading to the main peak was finally carved out in the early morning of the next day. Lu Ming tied four thick hemp ropes around his waist, followed the stone ladder to the top, and tied the hemp ropes to the tree. Qiu Xiao stood below and commanded. The other five stood on top.

"Pull!" Qiu Xiao shouted.

The five of them worked together, and the wooden coffin slowly left the ground. Deng Xian hurriedly wrapped the rope around the pine tree little by little. A few people didn't dare to relax, otherwise the coffin that had just been pulled up would fall again.

Nearly an hour passed, and finally the coffin went up to the main peak nine feet, and several people were so tired that they collapsed, and they all sat on the snow.

Su Ang seemed to remember something, and hurriedly asked: "Qiu Xiao, auspicious time ......"

"There is still a moment to come, you can rest for a while!" Qiu Xiao shouted.

Half an hour later, Su Ang and the five of them descended the stone staircase. Qiu Xiao had already prepared everything for the funeral. Su Ang wore linen and filial piety, held a mourning stick, and knelt down. After everyone had performed three prostrations and nine prostrations, Qiu Xi read out the sacrificial text:

On the day of Jiazi, Yang Gong was newly mourned. Listen to the heavens, obey the people's will, and then perform the funeral. Alas! Yang Pingpingsheng, for the country and the people, bowed to the best, and felt the virtue of heaven and earth to comfort his soul. We mourn and salute their souls! Woohoo, come back!

"Return! ...... "He who hears weeps, and the listener weeps."

Zihua was already crying to death, and if it weren't for the two maids supporting him left and right, I'm afraid he would have passed out.

The wind and snow gradually stopped, and the sky was still cloudy, and the depressed people were a little out of breath. Except for the cry of pain, there was a dead silence all around.

"Incense!" Qiu Xiao shouted. Su Ang took the lead and stepped forward to offer incense, followed by the rest of the group. The funeral ceremony of Uncle Yang, a generation of famous ministers, ended simply, there were only nine people, and everything was streamlined to the extreme.

Su Ang placed Zihua in the car, and several people slowly descended the mountain along the road they came, no one spoke, and they were all immersed in sadness.

When they returned to the manor, everyone hastily ate a little food and went back to the left and right wings to sleep, and after two days of pushing carts, digging rocks, and pulling coffins, they were already too tired to look good.

Only Su Ang was full of worries, quietly guarding outside the main hall dormitory, if Zihua woke up, he would have a good response. Su Ang stood in the snow, and promised to help him complete the rest of the affairs in front of his senior brother, so naturally he couldn't break his promise, but now the court is dominated by the elders and nobles, and if he wants to enter the court, he will have to have some involvement with them, which Su Ang desperately doesn't want to do but has nothing to do. The senior brother doesn't want to get entangled with them, so what should he do if he ends up like this? Do you really want to cling to them?

Su Ang kicked the snow on the ground, walked from left to right, from right to left, and then sat down on the steps, stretched out his hand and rubbed his cheeks, how to choose? I'm afraid there is only one way to enter the court.

"Come in and sit down, uncle, it's cold at night." Suddenly, Zihua's hoarse voice came from behind him.

Su Ang hurriedly got up, "Sister-in-law is awake." It was I who was rude and disturbed my sister-in-law's rest. ”

Zihua shook his head, walked in, and slowly sat down on the futon in the main hall. Su Ang followed up and sat down opposite.

"Uncle can do whatever he wants, don't hesitate, you and your husband are brothers, and they have studied art together for more than ten years, you should know him very well, know what he wants you to do, don't worry about me," Zihua looked at Su Ang and said softly, "I think what you want to do is exactly what he wants to do." ”

Su Ang bowed, "Sister-in-law understands righteousness, Su Ang will live up to his brother's trust and try his best to do the rest." Sister-in-law, I may be leaving tomorrow, I want to go to the mountain to visit the teacher first, and report his funeral by the way. After coming back, they went straight to the imperial city, and they should not come to the manor again for a short time, so they stayed here to help their sister-in-law do something. I will be in the Imperial City about the day of the opening of the palace, and if anything happens, let them come to me. ”

"Okay, I made a note of that. Go ahead, be careful in everything, do what you can, and put safety first. ”

"Yes, I know," said Su Ang, "by the way, I have some silver taels here, and if my sister-in-law lacks anything, I can let them go to the market and buy them." ”

Suang exited the room. Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, when everyone gathered in the main hall, Su Ang said, "I want to go to the mountain to see the teacher first, and then go to the imperial city." Do you know ...... wait?"

"I'll let you arrange it, there's nowhere to go anyway."

"That being the case, I want you to stay, and I'll send someone to ask you to come later. I don't know if it's possible? ”

"We're free." Several people were obviously not very interested in entering the Imperial City.

Su Ang took out the horse from the stable, bowed his hand and said: "The manor is all up to you, see you in the imperial city in the future, farewell!" Suang stepped onto his horse, "Ride," and the horse raised its snowflakes and galloped south.

Zihua looked at Su Ang and turned around the mountain bag and disappeared, and silently thought in his heart: "The imperial city is the land of tigers and wolves, I just hope that everything is safe and smooth for my uncle." ”

Su Ang left, the house suddenly fell silent, Lu Ming went to the stable to feed the horses, Qiu Xi sat on the steps and quietly held the bamboo slip and watched, and the remaining three people cleaned up the snow in the courtyard.

Su Ang went all the way south, passing through Tianzhou Yunping Mansion, because it was already winter, there were few pedestrians here, plus a rare snowstorm a few days ago, there were fewer pedestrians. I saw oil lamps hanging at the doors of every house here, which made Su Ang puzzled, he had never seen such a scene in the past.

There was an old man on crutches on the side of the road, Su Ang walked over and asked, "Uncle, I don't know why there are oil lamps hanging in front of every house here?" ”

The old man glanced at the young man in front of him, and tears flowed from his cloudy eyes. "Alas, the misfortune of the country, how can you ...... if you think that Lord Taiwei is so good?" the old man choked up as he said, "Lord Taiwei only has one Taiwei Mansion, but it was banned by the government, and Lord Taiwei's heroic spirit has nowhere to go, so everyone hangs oil lamps, just to let adults go in and rest when they are tired." ”

After speaking, the old man trembled and left, muttering: "Lord Taiwei, the meal has been prepared at home, you can come in and taste it before leaving!" ”

Su Ang suddenly burst into tears and couldn't help falling down, and quickly raised his sleeves to wipe it, it turned out that the senior brother had such a reputation in the eyes of the people, and he was an official, and he had no regrets about being able to do this. Su Ang got back on his horse and left the city to continue to Guanghua Mountain in Zizhou.