A storm is coming quickly, and at this moment in the Jinyang City Imperial Palace, according to the day, today should be the day of the funeral of the Daxing Emperor, and the palace attendants and the Chinese military officials are also preparing for the great funeral of the emperor.

In the past few days, the government has been handled by those civil and military ministers of the Han State, and Guo Wuwei, as the ruler of the Han State, naturally guides the development of the government and government.

Liu Jiyuan and those court officials did not know Guo Wuwei's identity, and the current Han government was mainly based on military affairs, and now the border of the Han State was being attacked by the Song State.

Although Liu Jiyuan was a little worried, he lacked experience in court politics, and he was the newly enthroned emperor, so all the government affairs were temporarily handed over to the civil and military officials.

In the early morning of this day, Liu Jiyuan squinted his sleepy eyes, and there was a palace maid lying on his dragon couch who was disheveled and covered with a quilt, and the palace maid turned over, squinted her eyes and said delicately: "Your Majesty, so early, is it okay to sleep for a while?" This palace maid is the palace maid Wushuang next to Empress Guo. The palace maid Wushuang has actually always been Liu Jiyuan's person, Liu Jiyuan, a cunning fox, has installed his own people beside Queen Guo, and the palace maid is unmatched

Liu Jiyuan heard Wushuang say this yesterday, he had already thought of going to Queen Guo's side last night, but Wushuang's beautiful face made him hot for a while, the living are more interesting than the dead, as soon as possible, he wants to go to the harem to teach that woman a lesson, "Guo's cheap woman, my concubine must have been killed by her, what is her private hidden medicine?" Do you want to poison me? ”

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient, as long as Your Majesty is in charge for one day, the life of the slut Guo will always be in the hands of Your Majesty, and sooner or later the slut will have to pay the price." As soon as Wushuang thought of Empress Guo, he glared.

Liu Jiyuan laughed, he smiled and said: "You son of a girl is really interesting, and you are also good at kung fu in bed, I want to sing every day and serve you a fox."

Wushuang stretched out a slender jade hand from the quilt, then grabbed Liu Jiyuan's arm and said, "Your Majesty is the king of a country, and the slave family naturally wants to serve you."

Liu Jiyuan only felt a burst of heat in his heart, and his whole body was like thousands of ants wriggling, he tore open his clothes and threw them on the ground at once, "I'm here, Wushuang." ”

"Your Majesty, come in." Wushuang also felt that the heat spread all over her body, she twisted her waist, her eyes were full of affection, the heat of her whole body had been transmitted, and the quilt had been rolled to the ground.

Liu Jiyuan felt that his body was twitching.

The dragon bed is shaking violently, and the surroundings are delicate. Wheezing with rough. The sound of gasping was repeated.

"Your Majesty, spare the slave family." Wushuang's limbs were completely out of control, and she felt that her body did not belong to her at all.

A ship rocked on the stormy sea, as if it were about to be overturned by a huge wave at any moment.

Strong winds and waves are coming

This is a rare happy day since Liu Jiyuan became the emperor, he left all the complaints behind, but the palace maid Wushuang felt that he couldn't satisfy his desires. Hope, she showed everything to satisfy this emperor, if she becomes a queen in the future, the affairs of the harem will be her own world.

Liu Jiyuan thinks that all women in the world are sassy hooves, and they are all things under men, and that Queen Guo is completely a characteristic, and one day, Liu Jiyuan really wants to try it.

When Liu Jiyuan thought so, he stretched out his hand to the top of the twin peaks, and at this moment he seemed to have climbed to the top of Mount Tai, the peak of his life.

…… After the clouds and rain, the two hugged contentedly. Together.

"Your Majesty, it's time for a state funeral." The inner guard shouted at the door at this moment.

Wei Liang shouted for a while, but did not hear the sound inside, he continued to urge: "Your Majesty should have breakfast." ”

"Dog minion." Liu Jiyuan opened half of his eyes, a little angry, "I'm tired, let's wait for the national funeral." ”

Liu Jiyuan hasn't slept a peaceful sleep for a long time, since Liu Jun's death, he thought that he had become the emperor, and he would be in power in the future, and he could do whatever he wanted, but God played a joke with him.

What about being an emperor, now that the Song army is about to attack the capital Jinyang, if the Han army resists for a while, he can continue to be the emperor for a while, but this emperor is not very good for him, but he still plans not to play the emperor's temperament after thinking about it for a while

Halfway through the state funeral, Emperor Daxing's Zigong was about to be moved out of the palace.

After noon, the sky was shining fiercely, and suddenly the sky changed, and a dark cloud began to sweep from the sky, obscuring the day, and everyone present only felt that the sky suddenly became dark.

Li Feng, the official of the Si Tianjian saw this sky, and suddenly frowned, he has studied the celestial phenomena very much, the original sky was the moment when the sun appeared, but now the celestial phenomena have changed greatly, he feels that this sign is not good.

Li Feng knew that if he told the truth, his little life might be gone, but at this moment he said: "Your Majesty, this is just a change in the sky, and it will be fine after a while." ”

Li Feng was a little trembling when he spoke, and his back was a little wet at the moment.

Liu Jiyuan didn't take it seriously, he just felt that this sudden situation startled him.

The ceremony continued, Liu Jiyuan just hoped that it would end soon, although this funeral was simplified a lot, but Liu Jun, as the emperor, his national funeral was more cumbersome than that of the common people and scholars.

The etiquette of three kneels and nine bows is inevitable, although he keeps it on his face very well, but a nameless fire has already risen in his heart.

But it didn't end there.

The state mourning continues

At this moment, in Jinyang City, several warriors hurried to Yang Ye's mansion.

Yang Zheshi is teaching his second son to practice Yang family marksmanship in the courtyard, Yang Yanlang (Yang Yanzhao) is practicing marksmanship in the yard, and Yang Zheshi In addition to teaching his son marksmanship, this little guy has been pestering himself to make more games like military formations.

Yang Yanlang (Yang Yanzhao) was having a lot of fun, and Yang Zheshi keenly heard a rush of footsteps coming.

"I've seen the big lady." At this time, Yang Zhengen, the steward of the house, hurried to the backyard, and he immediately surrendered when he saw Yang Zheshi.

Yang Zheshi asked, "Does Steward Yang have a big deal?" Yang Zheshi is not a woman in the boudoir, she still sees the situation in the Han Kingdom very clearly, and she vaguely guesses Yang Zhengen's appearance.

"There are a few people outside the door who have news of Ah Lang, and they are waiting in the hall at the moment, saying that they want to see the person in charge of the house."

"Butler, take me quickly."

"Yes." Yang Zhengen arched his hand.

"Erlang, you practice marksmanship here, and your mother will come when she goes." Yang Zheshi instructed Yang Yanlang (Yang Yanzhao) to practice marksmanship.

"Well, Niangniang, the Yang family has thirty-six ways of marksmanship, which are handed down from their ancestors, and the child must study and practice hard."

Yang Zheshi looked at his son with satisfaction, and then went to the hall with Steward Yang.

In the hall, as soon as the officials of the Privy Council saw Yang Zhe's family, one of them asked, "Madame is General Yang's daughter-in-law, and General Fuzhou Zhe's family." ”

Yang Zheshi said: "The slave family is exact, I don't know if you and my family Langjun have known each other?" ”

One of them said: "Exactly, we have General Yang's letter in our hands, and it was he who asked me to hand it over to my wife, and my wife will know the reason for it after opening it and reading it." Then, the man handed the letter to Yang Zheshi.

Yang Zheshi took the letter, the handwriting on this letter is the handwriting of his own Langjun Yang Ye, Yang Zhe's hand trembled a little, she didn't know what mood she was in at the moment, she remembered that her own Langjun was out on the expedition, could it be that something happened or

Yang Zheshi felt that he was a little worried too much, since there was a letter coming, it was better to open it and take a look at it first.

As soon as she took out the letter, she read it.

He still made his own choice, Yang Zhe's heart said, she is the little lady of the Fuzhou Zhe family, since she married Yang Ye of the Yang family in Linzhou, she understands what she thinks in her heart, he is a good general who loves the people like a son, for the sake of the common people in the world, he chooses the people.

At this moment, Yang Zheshi was a little excited, she felt that her own Langjun had finally made the most correct decision.

Yang Zheshi saw that there were still people around, she immediately closed the letter, and then asked, "Is he okay?" ”

"General Yang is all right, but I don't worry about the safety of Mrs. and Da Langjun and Xiao Langjun, so we will come to Jinyang and send Mrs. to a safe place overnight, if Liu Jun knows, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to Mrs. and Lang Jun, and it will not distract General Yang, not to mention that the official family is also telling us to protect General Yang's family, so that Mrs. should go out of the city with us now."

"In that case, I'll just pack up and set off." Yang Zheshi didn't ask them how they got into the city, she thought that if they could find this place recently, they would naturally find a way to get out of the city.

Yang Zheshi had already packed his belongings, and the family secretly left the mansion under the help of the officials of the Privy Council after dressing up in disguise.

"From today onwards, you will restore your original surname Yang." Yang Zheshi said to his eldest son and second son.

"Hmm."

The Yang family has all left the city, and the state funeral ceremony in the city is almost over, and all the civil and military officials are also busy with the state funeral ceremony, and some people in the city are not afraid to disappear.

In the afternoon, the sky had begun to darken, and it seemed that a heavy rain was about to fall.

The clouds on the horizon are gathering more and more, and the air is suffocating with heat and dryness.

The branches of the trees on the side of the road also shook very badly in the wind.

And at this time, it is also close to the time of dinner.

Suddenly, the rain poured down, and the pedestrians on the street hurried to take refuge in the city.

At the end of June, a rare rainstorm swept through the entire Jinyang City, and the dark clouds like lead accompanied by terrifying thunder made the capital of Jinyang City seem to fall into the demon world in an instant.

In the mountains on the north side of Fenshui outside the city, the water level of the river also rose in an instant.

The rainstorm is like a coarse. Large steel bars generally fall directly from the sky, smashing the entire ground with a loud bang, mixed with a lot of hail.

The funeral queue had to stop halfway, and the thick rain cloth covered the Azusa Palace tightly.

The strong wind blew down the white umbrella cover, and Liu Jiyuan's white filial piety clothes were also soaked by the rain in an instant.

His mood was terrible, he was about to scold, but at this moment, the ground trembled in the distance, if it wasn't for the rain decreasing, Liu Jiyuan wouldn't be able to hear the sound.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong"