Song Kecheng sat on the seat, picked up the bamboo slip in his hand and pretended to look at it. Heavenly sound.' ⒉

Song Rongzi stood on the side and looked at Song Juecheng. He knew that Song Juecheng was not looking at the bamboo slips at all, but! Pretend to be calm.

The guards ran in and out, reporting the situation outside in real time.

Zhuangzi carried Gonggong Wu back to the underground secret room in the palace, and he was isolated from the world. Escort Kong waited in the dormitory with the national doctor, hoping to help. Grandpa Wu's side! There is no news for the time being.

Over there! A guard came over to report that Dai Liu'er had lifted the black-clothed guard to Rong'er's coffin. Everyone was worried that Dai Liu'er might kill the black-clothed guard on the spot and sacrifice Rong'er's ghost.

Song Cucheng's heart is very complicated, and it is still like that: he is looking forward to the death of the black-clothed guard and Zhuangzi, but he does not want the two to die, and his heart is very conflicted. At last! I had to be ruthless and wait for the result! With such a mentality, he pretended to look at bamboo slips.

In fact! It doesn't matter if he looks at these bamboo slips or not, Song Rongzi and other officials have already annotated them, but they just gave him a purpose.

During the Song Dynasty, he didn't care about the trivial affairs under the Song Kingdom, and all affairs were handed over to officials at all levels below. Only major events passed through Song Rongzi. And Song Rongzi couldn't decide something, so he came to ask him.

Song Rongzi can't decide on local affairs, and they are generally not trivial matters, they are all extraordinarily big affairs.

Peacetime! Song Quecheng only acted as a supervisor, looked through the documents reported by his subordinates, and saw how his subordinates handled affairs. It's really dictatorial or nonsense, so he just asked.

In addition to these superficial affairs, Song Kuicheng was to deal with the secret reports sent back by the secret agents he had arranged. If you blindly expect lower-level officials to handle affairs, lower-level officials may fool you and deceive you. So! He must have eyes of his own. These secret agents arranged out are his Song Juecheng's eyes.

The situation is basically understood, Dai Liu'er is ready to kill the black-clothed guard, and as a result! For some reason, he didn't kill him. Afterward! Wu Gonggong, supported by Zhuangzi, appeared there. Gonggong Wu knelt down for Rong'er and apologized to Rong'er.

Afterward! The black-clad guards also knelt. But! The black-clothed guard just wouldn't admit his mistake and wouldn't kneel. Gonggong Wu was furious, and Zhuangzi and Dai Liu'er both shot to kill the black-clothed guards. Outcome! At this critical moment, Gonggong Wu rescued the black-clothed guards again and hid in the secret room.

"This, this, this?" Song Juecheng doesn't know what to say?

What's going on? Neither of them died. And! The problem has not been fundamentally solved, and the contradiction between Zhuangzi and the black-clothed guards has not been resolved.

As long as the black-clothed guard does not die, he may still use his own power to kill the Zhuangzi family.

As long as the black-clothed guards don't die, Zhuangzi will also seek revenge on the black-clothed guards!

This, this, this?

The contradiction has not been resolved, huh?

Judging from the current situation, the party at fault is completely on the side of the black-clothed guards. With this alone, the black-clad guards can be killed. If he wants to show his loyalty, let him show it, there is no way! If you don't kill him, he will be a scourge sooner or later. Just as Dai Liu'er guessed: in the future, he will also find a reason to kill his children, and say that he is faithful!

If you are so faithful, you are looking for death!

Since you are looking for death, there is no choice but to kill you!

But? At this time, Gonggong Wu shot again and saved him again.

This, this, this?

Originally, everything was clear, and it turned out! was disrupted by Gonggong Wu again.

Song Kecheng thought about it, and couldn't help but gasp and get worse again.

"Lord!" Song Rongzi asked in a low voice, "How will Rong'er's funeral be arranged?" ”

Only then did Song Quecheng put his hand on the desk and turned his head to look at Song Rongzi.

"What do you say?"

"Rong'er runs a bamboo workshop in the capital of Qi and is very prestigious in Qi. And! He was rewarded by the king of Qi. Rong'er is from our Song country, so! His Majesty thought that he should be buried thickly! ”

"How do you bury it?"

Song Rongzi said again: "Rong'er is the granddaughter of Mo Poultry Slippery, and both the Mo family and Poultry Slipper have merit in the Song Kingdom. So! ……”

"What should I do?" Song Kecheng asked.

"Your Majesty thinks! Funeral with a princess! ”

"Princess?"

Song Rongzi explained: "One! It shows the Lord's affirmation of the Mo family and his respect for the predecessors of the birds. The predecessors of the bird slippery are in seclusion, and it is very likely that they are still in the world. So! Funeral with a princess ceremony can be regarded as respect for his old man! ”

"That? Second? Song asked asked.

"Second! Rong'er's skills in bamboo weaving have benefited the world and should be remembered in history. The funeral of the princess also shows the importance that the Lord attaches to the craftsman. Third! Rong'er's achievements in business should become a model for the world and should be respected by the world......"

When Song Juecheng heard this, he felt that this was the truth, nodded and hummed: "Hmm! Leave this to you! ”

Song Rongzi hurriedly said: "This matter is the lord of the edict to the world, and this matter should be spread out in order to show the wisdom of the lord." ”

"The widow will draft an edict now!" Song Quecheng said, and he was ready to start drafting the edict.

Song Rongzi hurriedly said again: "Lord! This is the Lord's will! But! ……”

Song Kecheng turned his head unhappily and asked, "Why is there another but?" ”

"Lord! Your Majesty thinks? Maybe? Zhuangzi won't let us bury Rong'er with princess courtesy! ”

"Why?" Song asked Chengcheng.

"Zhuangzi may transport Rong'er back to the Mojia branch altar in Mengxian County!"

Song Cucheng thought about it and felt that it was the same thing, it was impossible for Zhuangzi to leave Rong'er alone on the side of the capital.

"That?"

Song Rongzi hurriedly said: "The lord's edict is for the people of the world to see, not for Zhuang Zhou!" ”

Song Juecheng didn't speak, but nodded. Forthwith! Begin to write the royal edict.

On the harem side, Zhuangzi lay on the ground, crying like a woman.

Dai Liu'er lifted the lid of the coffin and took one last look at Rong'er. Seeing that Rong'er's face had changed, she had become burnt yellow, and she was no longer as ruddy as she used to be, and she couldn't help crying and fainting.

"Rong'er! ……”

"Mother!" Only then did Zhuangzi get up and hold his mother.

"Mother!"

"Zhuang'er! Woo woo woo ......" Dai Liu'er came to his senses, and knelt on the ground with Zhuangzi in his arms and cried.

The mother and son cried for a while, and Song Rongzi, accompanied by the eunuch, came over to read Song Juecheng's edict and bury Rong'er with princess courtesy. Moreover! A certain reward was given.

The mother and son first thanked her, and then made a request to take Rong'er back to her hometown in Mengxian County.

"This!" Song Rongzi looked embarrassed and said, "I can't be the master, you better go and tell the lord in person!" ”

Zhuangzi and Dai Liu'er hurriedly thanked Song Rongzi and Song Daguan, and then! went to the dormitory and knelt down to beg Song to go.