At night, Mo Yun slept very lightly, and when he heard the sound outside, he simply got up and went out.

This is Hong Xuchou's residence of the prime minister, divided into the front yard and the back yard, the courtyard is not large, and the status of the prime minister does not seem to match.

The rain hit the stone steps in the courtyard, splashing and hitting the feet, which was a little cool.

Mo Yun gathered his clothes and turned around to close the door, in case the rain splashed the house, and the damp room would affect Xiao Qian's recovery.

"Can't sleep?" Chao Gong's house was next door, the lights were not out, I didn't know what to write on the desk, I heard the sound of the door opening outside, went out to look at it, and asked in front of the door.

"Ah, I'm thinking about how to ask Hong Xuchou for money tomorrow." Mo Yun said with a smile.

"I owe you a sum of money, too. The fifteen-day commission period has less than a few days left. In the evening, I passed by the door of the Ranger Association, and the building was empty, and I didn't know who the person in charge of this place was. Chao Gong smiled.

"Do you have any news? Concubine Jin will look like I may not be able to do it. As far as the siege of the Ten Confederates is concerned, it is impossible to say that the city will be destroyed, and when the time comes, those candidates for the selected golden concubine will not have to cry to death. Mo Yun speculated.

"In the past few days, there has been either martial law or riots in the city, and I can't come forward directly, which is why I entrusted you at the Ranger Station." Chao Gong was silent for a while and said.

"You...... Still won't say it? Mo Yun kicked the water under his feet, scattering it and smashing into the watery water, splashing more water.

"Huh...... I'm not one who lives in Jingjun. Other ...... If I can find her, I would like to live in Jingjun, but I don't know if Jingjun is happy to accept me. Chao Gong scratched the itch under his eyes, sniffled and said.

Mo Yun "......hmmed" a long sound, and said on a whim: "You...... It can't be from Gyeongju, right? ”

Chao Gong was slightly stunned and shook his head: "The people in the mountains of Gyeongju can't understand the official language, I don't know the official language?" ”

In Gyeongju, the place where riots persisted for decades in the vast land of the Nanjun Empire, there was a guerrilla force of unknown numbers that popped up from time to time to resist the regular army of the Nanjun Empire. Like the weeds of Su Chun, harvesting and growing.

"Probably. Hong Xuchou doesn't seem to have come back. What do you think Song Guo will do next? Mo Yun originally had a sudden idea, and didn't have the idea of getting to the bottom of it, so he changed the topic and asked, "I still remember that you analyzed it with me on the way to the 'King Song Eats' pavilion a few days ago." ”

Chao Gong smiled and said, "Do you see that kind of analysis is correct?" In the past few days, all kinds of accidents, if my face was a bet with someone, I would have slapped it if I lost, and now it is already swollen. ”

Mo Yun shook his head: "No." The illness of the Song Kingdom was created by the King of Song, but it was not suddenly cured because of the death of the King of Song. Your analysis, at least on the whole, is not deviated. Hong Xuchou is now the person who has been elected as the prime minister. ”

"Have you ever thought that it might have been planned by Hong Xuchou? The people of Langge are evil in their hearts, and there is no one else in the world. As far as I know, some of the disasters of war between many countries were provoked by Lang Ge. The Song Kingdom is a small country, but it is a very important fertile land in the Zhuzhan Plain. Chao Gong thought about it and said a little bit of his opinion.

"I've thought about it. What I think is that Hong Xuchou himself didn't expect to become like this. Mo Yun watched the rain in the yard gradually become smaller, and pouted: "At least, he doesn't have to act in front of me." ”

……

Hong Xuchou pinched his eyebrows, patted his cheeks, got up and turned around a few times, forcibly letting his sleepiness disappear.

He looked at the body of King Song on the bed, which had been covered with a mourning cloth, and sighed and sat down again.

The inner hall had been washed, and Zhao Zhe's body was placed in the side hall for other reasons.

The water vapor was a little cold in the inner hall, and Hong Xuchou looked at the six white candles burning on the side of the bed, the fire was swaying, and the black shadow was burned on the wall in the hall, which was inexplicably weird.

"Shang Sangui has issued an order before that we are not allowed to participate in any war between states." Nakaji entered from outside the temple, and the sound of rain and wind outside blew out the white candle in a state that was about to be extinguished.

"Just help me sweep the formation. The military strength of the Song State was vulnerable, and the only way to keep the country was to do so. That Lin Rongpo is waiting for the matter here, you take it away, show him the real battlefield, and cultivate it, the future of this country still depends on ......them" Hong Xuchou was silent for a while, looked at the body of King Song, shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Your Majesty, it would be good if you left the world later, so that the country can still ease up and make some changes." ”

Zhongsi bowed his head and said, "Do you need me to convey it to Shang Sangui?" ”

"Lang Ge doesn't have much power in the Plains of Battles, I heard that the Dock Fort was blown up because of Mo Yun? If it is fried, it will be fried, which means that Langge can't stand here yet, and is waiting patiently for a while. You tell Shang Sangui that if you can withdraw, you can withdraw, and make money is not earning, so you have to do it under the noses of the two empires? By the way, let him send people overnight to take away all the luminous beads and crossbow machines in all the capital cities of the Song Kingdom. Tomorrow morning, it will be announced to the world, and before the wolf cubs at the door are hungry and ask for the price, they will not lose everything. Hong Xuchou's fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the bed, thought about it and said, "The matter of the murderer, there is a dark flower, let's cancel it." There's no need to offend that person. ”

The middle secretary nodded without saying a word and withdrew.

Hong Xuchou sat until dawn the next day, and when it was morning, he should have entered this hall and talked to him.

Following that person came in, there were a few mourners who specialized in funerals, carrying the sea-blue coffin, and they would follow the funeral system of the Song Kingdom, and put the body of Zhao Xu, the king of the Song Dynasty, into the coffin, and put seventy-seven forty-nine sea stones. After the coffin was stopped for three days, it was prepared on a lazy horse that was eager to go to the sea to give birth, and the lazy horse carried the coffin in the direction of the sea until it fell into the sea.

According to the canonical records of Pumiao, the origin of the Song Kingdom came from the sea side, and it was a sea man.

Although the Song Kingdom is some distance from the sea, no matter which Song people pass away, they will be sent into the sea.

In every Song city mansion, there is a cemetery facing the sea, in which the tomb of every Song person after death is buried.

Along with King Song, there was also His Royal Highness who died violently two days before him.

The former Royal Highness Zhao Mi will fall into the sea with the "former king" etiquette and salute with the King of Song.

Hong Xuchou stood up and watched the mourner slowly place the body of King Song in the sea-blue coffin covered with sea stones, and did not speak for a long time, his eyes were full of gloomy meaning: "Wait." ”

The mourners stopped, Hong Xuchou strode forward, knelt on the ground suddenly, and kowtowed nine times: "Your Majesty, the ministers will live up to Your Majesty's kindness, and will make the Song Kingdom extend." ”

The mourner's face was not normal, and when Hong Xuchou finished speaking, one of the old men asked, "Slave silence?" ”

"Ahh Hong Xuchou knew the etiquette of mourning and said respectfully.

"Slave reply?"

"No."

"Slave Bow Three?"

"Boom!" "Knock" and "knock" touched the ground three times and kowtowed, and Hong Xuchou's forehead, who raised his head, was flushed red.

The old man nodded: "Outside the city, the crows will be harvested." Mourning no. ”

Hong Xuchou understood the meaning of mourning, if they didn't deal with the corpses outside the city, they would collect them from heaven.

In troubled times, leaving chaotic people and dying endlessly are all sins.

As a professional system specializing in funeral, the mourner cannot go against the will of heaven and collect these corpses.

This rule continues, at least in the Plains of War.

Seeing the coffin of Zhao Xu, the king of Song, go away, and the morning after the rain was filled with moisture, Bai Xian bowed his head to bid farewell to the coffin of the king of Song - as a Xunmin under the rule of the king of Song, he had no right to bow goodbye.

Those who kowtow can only be people from the Song royal family, or people who have inherited the power of the Song king.

At present, the first person in the Song Kingdom is the great minister Hong Xuchou.

"What did the Coalition Commander say to you?" Hong Xuchou looked at the small palace, and only more than ten of the guards in Wang Weisi stayed in the palace to maintain basic safety. The rest of the people were sent out, going door-to-door to announce the end of martial law, as well as Hong Xuchou's announcement of temporarily upholding the state policy.

"The Song Kingdom is vulnerable, and when the Song Dynasty dies, it will be today." Bai Xianxuan said.

"Oh, then you go back to the house and sit and wait an hour." Hong Xuchou waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.

……

There are hundreds of candidates for the Golden Concubine Club, and Mo Yun took the post that Hong Xuchou gave him yesterday and stood at the place where the beauties of the Golden Concubine Club candidates temporarily lived.

Looking at the four familiar characters in front of him, he suddenly knew why Xu Buyan also knew.

"King Song eats".

"I don't know if the selected concubine, His Majesty the Emperor of the Jun Empire can enjoy it in peace? King Song eats...... It's really a shame that Song Guo dared. ”