Lao Zhu's righteous son is many but Muying is the youngest, so he was raised by the queen of the horse under his knees and taught him personally, at that time Zhu Biao was not born, it can be said that he is the first child of the queen of the horse.

When Lao Zhu was outside, he was always by the side of the queen of the horse, and in the troubled times, he shared hardships and hardships with great feelings, and the feelings were extraordinary, even if Zhu Biao was a close blood relative, it was difficult to compare.

It was precisely because of this that Ma Du was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he wanted to tell him as tactfully as possible that he never wanted to be directly poked by the little gelding.

Mu Ying seemed to be hit by thunder, her body stiffened suddenly, and a pair of eyes quickly swept over Ma Du's body, and then stared straight at Ma Du's feet, and her face changed suddenly.

Ma Du noticed that the top of his boots was white, and he knew that he couldn't hide it, so he reached out and put it on the back of Mu Ying's hand, "Wenying, listen to me......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a pop, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on his face, Mu Ying staggered back two steps and fell straight down with her eyes rolled.

Ma Du hurriedly held him up, and Xiao Biao shouted in horror: "Uncle Mu, what's wrong with you!" ”

"It's not all you bastard talking nonsense, hurry up and find Xu Daliang for me!"

was so sad that he vomited blood, Ma Du couldn't guess what the symptoms were, so he put Mu Yingping on the board of the boat, and when he snorted, he turned out to be out of breath and not in breath.

Ma Du hurriedly gave him cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Mu Ying vomited another mouthful of blood, and his breath was gone, and when he opened his eyes, he grabbed Ma Du's arm and asked, "Xuanzhong, is what Xiao Biao said true?" ”

Seeing Ma Du nodding, Mu Ying hugged Ma Du and cried loudly, which was a hysterical heartbreak, and Ma Du could clearly feel the trembling of his body when he was sobbing.

At first, Ma Du also cried and then stopped crying, he felt that his sadness seemed so small in front of Mu Ying, and the resentment towards Lao Zhu in his heart was a little less.

Xu Daliang came to check Mu Ying's pulse and said to Ma Du: "Mu Hou Ye is too sad and hurt his heart, so he should be a good student to stay in bed and recuperate, otherwise I am afraid that it will damage Shouyuan." ”

Mu Ying ignored Xu Daliang's advice, struggled to get up and said, "Xuanzhong, don't persuade me, now when you enter the palace, maybe you can see Niangniang for the last time!" ”

Ma Du knew that he couldn't stop him, so he asked people to find a carriage to send him to Fengtianmen, and soon a eunuch invited him to the Middle Palace.

Seeing that Ma Du didn't move, Mu Ying turned her head and asked, "Xuanzhong, aren't you going with me?" ”

"I saw the emperor yesterday, and now he doesn't want to see me. I'm afraid you won't be able to get out for a while when you arrive in the middle palace, I'll ask Xu Daliang to send you medicine, you have to remember to drink it, I don't want to lose another brother. ”

Mu Ying nodded heavily, "Don't worry, I won't cry badly!" ”

He didn't come out of the harem as soon as he entered the harem, and it was ten days later when he saw Mu Ying again, when he was sacrificing to the Taimiao, Mu Ying was mixed in the ranks of the princes and grandsons to follow and bow, which must be an honor given by Lao Zhu.

It's just that he is not so haggard that he doesn't look like a human, and his original black and shiny sideburns are already a little white. Knowing that he would grieve, but never grieving so much, that he was purely superfluous on the docks, was a fact that he could not accept, and no amount of tactful words would help.

The next few days are three days of a small festival and five days of a big festival, from the palace to the outside of the palace, from the temple to the imperial tomb, not only complicated but also long. The young man said that those older courtiers couldn't stand it anymore, but no one dared to take leave at this time, except for Li Shanchang.

After more than a month of tossing like this, the vassal king of the domain had returned to Beijing, and the funeral of the queen of the horse was officially held on the sixth day of the sixth month of June.

In the summer of January, the weather is already hot, the willow trees outside the Chaoyang Gate look wilted, the soft willow branches hang on the surface of the moat and do not move, the wild dogs lie down under the willow trees and stick out their tongues to look at the long line outside the Chaoyang Gate

Plop, another official fell, kicking up a puff of smoke and dust on the dry official road, and the errand officer who was waiting next to him hurriedly pulled the heatstroke official to the shed set up next to him for treatment. The official next to him turned his head to look at it, sympathy mixed with envy, and then licked his chapped lips and continued to wait with bated breath.

A hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded in the city, and a eunuch rode to the Chaoyang Gate and shouted: "The coffin is leading, the god is returning to Beijing, and the hundred officials kneel to welcome!" ”

Outside the Chaoyang Gate, the civil and military officials on both sides immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed and cried, and soon saw a group of eunuchs playing mourning music blowing and beating, followed by two teams of eunuchs carrying bamboo baskets, followed by the offering table full of exotic beasts and rare birds, fruits and delicacies, and countless burials.

After that, there is a long reliance, and those who know how to do it can see that this is the emperor's reliance, but the white cloth is faintly visible and bright yellow mixed in. The last is the funeral procession, which extends all the way to the Hongwu Gate of the Imperial City.

Ma Du knelt on the ground, and in his hazy teary eyes, he didn't know how many feet hurried past his eyes, and suddenly a pair of black boots stopped, and Ma Du looked up slightly only to see the old vermilion looking at him condescendingly.

I haven't seen him for a month, Lao Zhu's cheeks and eye sockets are deep and thin, and his face is sad but more fierce, and his face is especially hateful.

I only heard him say: "Get up, support the coffin with me, and don't let you send the queen to resent." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Longen!" Ma Du kowtowed and then got up, only to see that behind Lao Zhu was the prince and grandson of the prince who wore linen and filial piety, Zhu Biao stood in front with a white flag, tears and snot flowed down his face, and he choked up and shouted, "Uncle!" ”

Ma Du choked up and responded, and followed Lao Zhu to the coffin. The coffin is very large and carried by dozens of people, it should be a coffin made of Jin Sinan, an inner coffin made of sandalwood, and a coffin with a bright yellow dragon and phoenix pattern on the outside, which is extremely luxurious.

Lao Zhu drilled through the wooden pole carried by the eunuch, put his hand on the side of the coffin, shook his chin at Ma Du, and motioned for him to follow him.

Seeing Ma Du's on the coffin, Lao Zhu was about to order the funeral procession to move forward, when he saw a yellow dragon roaring in front of him.

The wind suddenly blew the funeral procession into a mess, and the eunuch carrying the coffin couldn't stand it, and the whole coffin shook with the movement under his feet.

"Steady! Steady! Slowly put the coffin down! Lao Zhu roared loudly, "If the coffin falls, I will cut you with a thousand knives!" ”

Emperor Ziwei spoke, and immediately the evil demon retreated from the wind and stopped immediately, but it was clear that the scorching sun was pouring rain in the sky, and there was a rain curtain moving towards this side in front of him, one side of the torrential rain was like muddy water flowing sideways, and the other side was dry and hot, it was clearly two worlds, and this kind of wonder stunned everyone.

Lao Zhu yelled irritably, "Someone hurriedly covered the coffin, and I wanted your dog's life after drenching a little bit!" ”

The eunuchs with umbrella covers flocked to the coffin, and all kinds of large umbrellas and small umbrella tarpaulins surrounded the coffin impermeable, but Lao Zhu's anger still couldn't be stopped, "Where is Qin Tianjian!" Get out of here! ”

A middle-aged man stumbled over and fell to the ground trembling, "Your Majesty...... Down, slightly ...... Here's the minister! ”

"That's what you can see!" Lao Zhu didn't say a word and raised his foot and kicked Qin Tianjian Zheng's chest, that Qin Tianjian Zheng was just a weak literati, where could he withstand Lao Zhu's hateful blow, he was directly kicked to the ground and vomited blood, and there was no movement with a grunt in his throat, seeing that his chest was still rising and falling, he fainted, and he didn't even have a chance to explain, otherwise they could give Lao Zhu a reasonable explanation with their ability to fool people.

But Lao Zhu didn't give up, he raised his hand and pulled out the embroidered spring knife from the waist of a brocade guard, as if he didn't cut Qin Tianjian with his own hands, and it was difficult to solve the hatred in his heart!

As soon as his hand was raised, a hand grabbed his arm, and Lao Zhu turned his head angrily, "Don't let go yet, if you stop me again, I will cut you together!" ”

Ma Du said softly: "Your Majesty thinks twice, Niangniang is watching you from the side!" ”

Lao Zhu's body trembled slightly, and most of the strength on his arm was lost, and Ma Du took the opportunity to say: "Weichen looks at this rain is really a great auspicious omen. ”

"How?"

Madu bowed his hand to the sky, "The rain fell on the sky and wept, and the thunder mourned." The Buddhas of the West, send Ma Rulai together! ”

As he spoke, the rain curtain had already reached the coffin, but it stopped abruptly with Ma Du's words.