The funeral was presided over by officials from the Ministry of Rites and Zongzheng Temple, and the palace musicians began with the horn salute and the drum music was heavy. Tang Xiao held a willow cane in his hand, supported the coffin, and bowed step by step, mourning one by one.

On both sides of the willow road leading to the entrance of the tomb, there are dozens of stone horses, and stone people stand aside, showing Xiao Su.

The funeral of the royal family is cumbersome, and although the burial of King An Le and his wife is simple, some important ceremonies are inevitable. Yu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites presided over these ceremonies in an orderly manner. Tang Xiao was led by a eunuch from Zongzheng Mansion, like a marionette, performing one ritual after another.

Tang Xiao knelt at the entrance of the tomb, watching the wrestlers carry the coffin into the tomb, and for a moment he couldn't cry. It wasn't until the tomb door was closed that Cheng Huaibi and others helped him up and went to the mourning hall.

The monks chanted the scriptures, Sanskrit sounds, and bells rang. Tang Xiao knelt beside the spiritual seat of his parents, followed the memorial of the people, knelt down and bowed.

Yellow paper and smoke.

Some of the clansmen who had never heard of them came in a hurry, offered incense and worshipped and then hurried away. Half a day ushered in the send-off, and it was busy until the end of the day.

Outside the mourning hall, Yu Shinan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was talking to the Duchess of Yanguo, Yang. Subsequently, Yu Shinan entered the mourning hall and said to Tang Xiao: "Your Royal Highness King Anle, the old man is going back to give an errand to Your Majesty, and Your Highness also asks for condolences." ”

"Thank you Mrs. Yu, and please forgive me for not being able to send it away."

"Your Highness, if he has leisure in the future, please invite Your Highness to come to my Yu Mansion as a guest."

"Definitely, definitely. Old man, please go slowly. ”

Seeing Yu Shinan leading the officials away in a carriage, Tang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Now there are only a few people left here, Cheng Huaibi and Wei Chi Baoqi.

Yu Chi Baoqi pursed her lips, leaned over and asked, "Why did Old Minister Yu invite you to the mansion as a guest?" Honestly, are you bullying someone's granddaughter? ”

Looking at the fire of gossip burning in this guy's eyes, Tang Xiao threw him a roll of his eyes and said, "I have only been to Wenyuan Pavilion for a day, how can I know Yu Xianggong's granddaughter?" You rammer, dare to ask me about such nonsense! ”

"Don't pretend, brother. Although my brother has long since gone to Wenyuan Pavilion, he still knows a few people. The nagging ghost of the eldest grandson Minghua saw with his own eyes that you and Miss Yu had a good conversation, do you dare to say that you didn't have it? ”

Hearing that it was Changsun Zhan's words, Tang Xiao was speechless for a while. It's a shame that this guy didn't go to be an entertainment gossip paparazzi reporter, what a talent!

Seeing that the goods around him were listening with their ears stretched out, Tang smiled and said, "You guys, don't you go back when it's dark?" Dare to entertain me here, beware of the ancestors' apparitions, and beat you with a stick! ”

Hearing this, Yu Chi Baoqi, He Ruoying and several other friends immediately settled down. Looking at Tang Xiao's grief-stricken appearance today, they were all worried. Although this sentence was suspected of being disrespectful to the ancestors, everyone didn't take it to heart. Tang Xiao did not sink into sadness, this is what they want to see.

"It's getting dark anyway, so we've decided to accompany you on the wake."

Seeing a few people nodding their heads in unison, Tang Xiao was moved and said, "Thank you." ”

"You rammer, what are you talking about?"

Tang Xiao arched his hand and did not speak again.

Cheng Huaibi glanced out of the hall and found that the Yang family had not left, and was looking this way.

Seeing this, Cheng Huaibi pushed Tang Xiao and asked, "Don't worry, why hasn't the Duchess of Yanguo left yet?" She looks like she has something to say to you. ”

Hearing the reminder, Tang Xiao noticed that the Yang family did not follow Yu Shinan and them back. Looking back, the two looked at each other. Yang nodded at him and motioned for him to come over.

The imperial tomb of the Tang royal family is in Beiliang Mountain in Fengtian County, Weibei, surrounded by mountains and rivers confluence, which is a treasure land with excellent feng shui. This place is on the plateau, which is colder than Chang'an City. However, compared with the bitter cold land of Yanbei, all these are floating clouds.

Yang saw Tang Xiao coming over and asked the two maids and the coachman to go away.

"Aunt Yang, my nephew thought you were going back, and I hope I forgive you for your neglect."

Yang looked at Tang Xiao and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

After a long time, Yang said slowly: "Although I am also new to Chang'an, I have heard a lot of rumors about you. My aunt doesn't know if this is intentional or not, but she still has to warn you, everything is in moderation and too much. ”

Hearing this, Tang Xiao was suddenly startled, thinking of what had happened in the past few days, he seemed to have an understanding.

"Thank you aunt for reminding me, my nephew remembered."

Yang nodded, beckoned to the maid not far away, and said to Tang Xiao: "You can return to Beijing in two days, don't stay here for too long." My aunt will stay in Fengtian County for two days, and you will come to me in two days, and we will go back together at that time. ”

Tang Xiao was puzzled, but didn't ask more. Seeing the two maids and the coachman return, Yang turned around and got into the carriage.

A maid approached Tang Xiao and said, "Your Highness, Madame has been visiting old friends in Fengtian County for the past two days, if Your Highness arrives in Fengtian ahead of schedule, please go to Fengtian Drum Tower to find a slave." ”

The carriage left quietly in the night, Tang Xiao recalled Yang's words just now, and shook his head in confusion.

The mountain breeze is cold, and the stone horses and stone people not far away are weird in the night, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere.

Back in the mourning hall, Tang Xiao chatted with a few people for a while, and gradually became sleepy.

The candles in the mourning hall flickered, and several other people fell asleep against the wall, and there was a burst of snoring from time to time. Only Cheng Huaibi was still talking to Tang Xiao, mainly talking about the construction of Nanshan Grange.

Since that day he followed Tang Xiao to the Grange and reported what he saw and heard to His Majesty, Cheng Huaibi was sent to the Grange, and he specialized in maintaining the surrounding order on weekdays. From the time the Imperial Guard fell to this, he was not depressed, but hoped that it would always be so.

Cheng Huaibi is not the eldest son, and the title will naturally not be his turn, even the errand in the palace was forcibly given to him by his father, not what he wanted. His Majesty now asked him to go to Nanshan Grange to help Tang Xiao, and he was happy for a few days.

In the past few days in the Grange, he found that everything was very interesting, and he really didn't know how Tang Xiao's brain grew to come up with so many strange ideas.

After listening to Cheng Huaibi's careful narration, Tang Xiao thanked him: "Third Brother Cheng, thank you for the past few days." If it weren't for you staring over there, I wouldn't be at ease. ”

"Hassle-free, you're welcome. Since I, Cheng San, have identified you as a friend, I am very happy to be able to help you do something. ”

The two talked for a while, and then went to sleep.

The candles on the stage flickered on and off, and the mountain wind outside the hall was howling, wrapped in bursts of chill.

Suddenly, Tang Xiao's head slammed against the stone platform beside him, and a burst of pain made him wake up suddenly. He looked at the hourglass on the table and calculated that it was past the end of the hour.

This kind of hourglass has also appeared like glass for more than 300 years, and the ancestor of the Tang clan has really brought many new products to this world. According to legend, there are many things that have been lost.

Tang Xiao rubbed his head, felt a rush of urine, got up and walked out.

"Who's there!"

Seeing a figure flashing from not far away, Tang Xiao shouted and chased after him.

The man walked very fast, flew over a few bushes, and disappeared from view in the blink of an eye. Tang Xiao chased to the bushes and suddenly found a jade pendant with a faint red light hanging on a dead branch.

Tang Xiao hurriedly picked it up, came to his eyes, and was immediately shocked.

"This ...... How could it be ......"

He slowly pulled out an almost identical jade pendant from his collar, his eyes were a little dull, and his mind was blank.