The prince was mourned, and the mountain collapsed.

Di Renjie immediately summoned the officials who stayed behind in the Shendu to gather in the East Palace to mourn, and Zongzheng Temple, together with the Chunguan Yamen, Taichang Temple and the Inner Servant Province, began to take care of the funeral ceremonies.

On the other hand, Pegasus reported the mourning to Lishan.

Inside and outside the capital of the gods, within a few hours, it was white.

Yongfeng's goulan closed its doors, and the prosperity of wealthy businessmen came to an end.

In addition to mourning, I don't hear the sound of silk and bamboo.

Whether it is the royal ministers, or the civil and military ministers, the people of Fang City, mourn together.

Under the order, the military generals, gentry and elders around the Shendu went to the palace in order to pay tribute.

This is a chaotic period when the gods are mixed with fish and dragons, and it is also a period when the overall political situation is overwhelming, and there is no time to investigate many details.

It is the best time to make waves and exclude dissidents.

As a brother and nephew, Li Dan, the king of Xiang, took the four sons of Li Chengqi, the king of Shouchun, Li Longfan, the king of Baling, Li Longye, the king of Zhongshan, and Li Longyi, the king of Runan, to the East Palace to mourn.

Li Dan followed the guidance of the ceremonial officer, stepped forward, and performed as a courtesy, but he was not focused, the hometown of the East Palace, he had lived for several years in the past, and he was quite tired, but now he was re-involved, and he had a different taste in his heart.

He has three brothers-in-law, Li Hong, Li Xian, and Li Xian, who fell in the first place, which is the heavenly law in the underworld, and the position of the ninety-five is destined to fall on him.

Li Dan's eyes were blazing flames, and there was inexplicable anger roaring in his heart, here, it belonged to him.

When he arrived in the inner room, looking at the filial sons and grandsons lined up, Li Dan's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy.

The yellow-mouthed child who came out of the concubine was not enough to worry about, but he carried the name of the grandson on his back, which was really a big stumbling block.

After the mourning, Li Dan skipped Li Chongjun, who was at the forefront, and came to Li Chongfu, the king of Ping'en, holding his hands, tears were all over the place, and he swallowed a voice of mourning.

Li Chongfu has not appeared on stage for a long time, and many people have forgotten him, and he is happy to cooperate, crying loudly, one by one, Uncle Wang, and his voice is very sweet, so that Li Chongmao, who is standing under his head, has a layer of goosebumps on his body.

Soon it was his turn, Li Dan reached out and touched his head, a hand the size of a pu fan, almost covering Li Chongmao's entire head, and said meaningfully, "Chongmao, you are still young, your arms and legs are still delicate, you have to listen to your brother and elders, you should take it, if it is not yours, don't reach out to grab it, my uncle taught you a sage lesson, if you are not worthy, there will be disaster"

Li Chongjun, who was standing silently in front of the words, changed his face drastically.

Although Li Chongmao was ignorant, he also heard the unkindness in Li Dan's words, and he couldn't hold back a little, looking left and right, no one helped, and said with a crying voice, "My nephew has led the training, thank you uncle"

"Uncle Xiangwang, my father's bones are not cold, are you going to knock on the door?" At this time, the plain white curtain was rolled, and the back of the mourning hall turned out to be dressed in linen and filial piety, and it was difficult to hide the pretty Anle princess Li Bao'er, who came with sleeves in a row, her face was a little pale, but her eyes were bright.

Li Dan's face trembled, he withdrew his big slap, and with a straight face, he was still holding the elder's shelf, "What are you talking about?" Do you know that your father has only left, and he dares to grow up without respect? ”

"Uncle Xiang Wang knows that he is an elder, that's the best" Li Bao'er snorted lightly, uncovered the stubble and didn't mention it, and said, "According to the etiquette system, the gods are stationed in the Nanya military guard, and the Zhonglang generals and above will enter the palace to pay tribute, Xia Guan Yuan Shangshu, I like to listen to Uncle Xiangwang's guidance the most, and I also ask Uncle Xiang Wang to take more pains, mention one or two, schedule it safely, strictly restrict, and plan for ten thousand"

"In the army, there is no trivial matter, these generals will bring a group of Qiu Bawufu with them, but don't make a mess and collide with my father's heroic spirit."

Li Dan's eyelids flashed, and his inspiration flashed, as if he had suddenly received the blessing of the priest, and he didn't care about playing majestic with a gun and a stick in the East Palace, and laughed dryly, "Be happy and rest assured, with your uncle here, you must make sure that the arrangement is foolproof."

"Thank you, uncle, the funeral letter has been sent to Lishan, I think that the emperor's grandmother will send important ministers back to Shendu to preside over the funeral ceremony in the near future, once it should be arranged, it must not be delayed" Li Bao'er casually admonished two more words, turned around, looked at Li Xian's coffin, and was overwhelmed with grief.

Li Dan squinted at her back, if Li Bao'er just said it casually, then the implication of the latter sentence could not be more obvious, thinking of Li Bao'er's initiative to seek cooperation during the military discussion, his heart was slightly relieved.

"Mourn in peace, and take care of your body, the burden on your shoulders in the future will still be heavy, uncle and take the first step"

Li Dan also said something explicit, suggesting that he would be rewarded.

Li Bao'er turned around, bowed her head and knees, and was blessed, Cheng didn't let Li Dan see her cheeks.

Li Dan nodded and strode away.

"Your Highness An Le, aren't you afraid that things will be out of control?" Li Chongjun saw their interaction in his eyes, angry and inexplicable, and asked with a hideous cheek.

Li Bao'er raised his head, his cheeks were as light as clear water, and he still didn't look at him squarely, if it weren't for the support of his eldest brother, how could this slave be qualified to sit in the East Palace.

She provoked Li Dan to act recklessly in the army, and she was not afraid that he would turn the sky, since Wu Chongmin was monitoring the Prime Minister's Mansion, any action by Li Dan at this time would only backfire on him.

"Afraid? I'm just afraid it's not going to make a big deal."

Li Bao'er dropped a cold word, and Li Chongjun fell to the ground with a puff.

Li Chongfu sneered beside him.

"Wow......" Li Chongmao, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't hold it back anymore and cried loudly.

Between crying and laughing, the funeral of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems extremely absurd.

That night, Li Longfan, the king of Baling, held a commemorative literary meeting for his uncle in Shendu Garden, gathered a large number of literati, and wrote mourning poems to express his sorrow and respect.

The death of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the biggest politics in the current Shendu, and everyone is working hard to drill a sense of participation.

It's just that among a group of white-clothed and graceful literati and ink writers, there are occasionally a few tall and rugged men with beards and beards, who are also wearing plain clothes, but they are tight and very ill-fitting.

Li Dan's side was in full swing, and Liang Wangwu was not idle.

He took advantage of the chaos of Li Xianxu's death, operated layer by layer, and made a black hand to kill Li Shangyin, the spring official Shangshu who was in prison, in prison.

The method of death was carefully chosen by him, and the filthy books about the county lord of Fangcheng were torn into pages and pages, soaked in water, and covered Li Shangyin's face, causing him to suffocate to death.

Wu Sansi knew that Li Shangyin was not the mastermind behind the scenes, and it was very likely that he was a wronged substitute ghost, but he didn't care about that much, the real black hand, he might not be able to afford to offend, so he temporarily executed an important minister in the court, and vented his anger.

In a happy mood, I went home, and only dismounted in front of the door when I heard the sound of a piano coming from the backyard.

Stopping to listen attentively, Wu Sansi stroked his beard and smiled, "Well, Fang Cheng is playing, this is on the Sansheng Stone."

Since he guessed the wrong tune played by his daughter last time, he has put a lot of effort into distinguishing between the Sansheng Stone and the Plum Blossom Three Alleys, and there is no problem.

"Yike...... The county lord ......"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, followed by a terrible shout.

Wu Sansi was shocked, his limbs were weak, and he rushed to the backyard like a gust of wind, and even kicked and kicked to disperse the servants who were blocking the way.

Through the attic window, I saw his delicate and lovely daughter, who was already hanging on the beams of the house.

On the desk next to it, there is a thick stack of books and scrolls.

"Poof......" Wu Sansi's heart blood gushed out, and his eyes were red.

"Who, who?"

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