"Raise your gun!" Deng Zhengqing pulled out his saber sharply and shouted loudly.

The Beiyang sailors who guarded the spirit stood in unison, raising their rifles in their hands in unison, facing the sky.

"Open!" Deng Zhengqing shouted.

The Beiyang sailors pulled the trigger sharply, and a series of crisp gunshots broke the silence around them and spread far away.

After several rounds of gunfire were fired, the hearse slowly set off.

Witt and Makarov were shocked to see Deng Zhengqing and the soldiers who guarded the spirit one by one, all of whom burst into tears.

"What the fuck is so harsh? Disturb people's sleep! ”

Huang Shulan, who was lying on the bed, woke up, he sat up a little annoyed and scolded.

Several servants rushed in when they heard the news, and when they heard Huang Shulan's question, they each glanced at each other, and one of the servants had the courage to remind him: "Master, you forgot, today, yes...... The one surnamed Lin, that day ......"

Huang Shulan immediately understood, and suddenly stood up from the bed.

"Humph! I forgot about it! Come on! Change! Change into the brightest clothes! I'm going to see him off today! Ha ha! ”

Listening to Huang Shulan's order, several servants looked at each other.

"This ...... Master, if you want to go over today, it's not appropriate to wear bright clothes, right? ......" a servant cautioned him.

"Huh?!" Huang Shulan glared at the servant suddenly, the servant shrank in fright, and didn't dare to speak anymore, and several servants saw this, so they hurriedly got up.

After a while, Huang Shulan finished changing clothes, the servant prepared a sedan chair, Huang Shulan got on the sedan chair, and went straight to Xianliang Temple.

Probably afraid that she would not be able to catch up with this excitement, Huang Shulan ordered the sedan chair drivers to take a shortcut to Xianliang Temple, and the sedan chair drivers did not dare to slack off, and immediately carried the sedan chair through the streets and alleys.

Just as Huang Shulan's sedan chair walked to a main street, the sedan chair drivers saw a huge team on the opposite side, and the Huang family steward who was waiting on the side of the sedan chair couldn't help but be taken aback when they saw the officers and soldiers escorted by the brigade with guns and the huge coffin, the paper money flying in the sky, and the crowd of the brigade following on foot.

In his memory, it had been a long time since he had seen a scene of such a scale.

"What's going on? Why don't you go? Huang Shulan asked in the sedan chair.

"Sir! This one...... The main one is in front! The steward replied hurriedly.

Hearing this, Huang Shulan suddenly understood.

"Stop the car! I want to see! ”

"Master, we're in the way now!"

"it! Stop the car! ”

The sedan chair driver stopped the sedan chair, Huang Shulan got off the sedan chair, stood in the middle of the road, looked forward fixedly, and couldn't help sneering.

He saw at a glance that there were so many foreigners and men in the send-off procession!

"Lin Yizhe, although you are extremely sad today, and there are so many foreign devils who came to see you off, you have become a ghost in another country after all! No matter how much you want to do that stooping ghost, you can't! Hahahaha! ”

Huang Shulan thought of the smugness, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Deng Zhengqing, who led the team forward, saw Huang Shulan who was blocking the way, and his face immediately turned blue.

Huang Shulan in front of her was wearing a brightly colored splendid dress, pointing there!

"Who dares to stand in the way?!" Seeing this, the official of the ceremonial department of the officiating priest was furious and shouted, "Don't get out of the way quickly!" ”

Huang Shulan recognized the official of the Ministry of Rites who was the officiating priest Feng Daoming, and the two had had a few acquaintances before, so they knew each other. But at this time, Huang Shulan saw that there were so many foreigners in Lin Yizhe's spirit sending procession, and most of them were royal relatives and nobles, and when he saw that Lin Yizhe's hearse was a six-horse leash, the thoughts of "Yixia Great Defense" and "Imperial Court Etiquette" instantly occupied his mind, and everything else was thrown out of the clouds.

"I, Huang Dai, a dignified Hanlin, a good man with a strong iron backbone, and a good man, how can I make way for such a treacherous villain who is in chaos in the summer?!" Huang Shulan stood on the street, pointed with her halberd, and shouted, "Don't you know how to send off such a ghost, don't you know how to be polite, righteous and shameful?" ”

Listening to Huang Shulan's reprimand, Feng Daoming's face immediately turned the color of pig liver.

When he saw Huang Shulan blocking the road, Feng Daoming already knew that he might want to cause trouble, he noticed the terrible face of Deng Zhengqing, who was the guardian of the spirit, and spoke first, the purpose was to remind Huang Shulan that this was the great ceremony presided over by the Ministry of Rites, the grace of the Queen Mother, who was going to kill his head when he made trouble at this time, and this time it was he Feng who presided over the funeral, and if he messed up, he Feng Daoming would be the first to walk around without eating.

But what he never expected was that Huang Shulan was like crazy at this time, and even scolded him and the Ministry of Rites regardless of it.

You must know that Lin Yizhe is the queen mother's funeral department, and he is handled according to the regulations of the first-class officials, and he allows the envoys of other countries to enter the sacrifice, how can you Huang Shulan be insulted here?

"Who is so bold as to dare to block Lin Wenxianggong's coffin?" Deng Zhengqing glanced at Feng Daoming, turned his head, stared at Huang Shulan, and asked sharply.

Hearing Deng Zhengqing's question, Huang Shulan was completely enraged, and he secretly said in his heart: This person is obviously a chaotic minister and thief who sells himself, but now he is reversing black and white to enjoy such a mournful honor and deceive the people, even if I don't want to do it today, I will expose him! If not, what is the use of what I said about it as a fold of Zhang Yuan and Wu Hao before?

At this time, although Huang Shulan slept for a while, he still had the alcohol on his body, he simply pretended to be drunk, pointed at Deng Zhengqing with his finger, and scolded: "I am the editor of the Hanlin Academy!" The book exposes Lin Yizhe as my big cadre, Zhang Yuan and Wu Hao's Huang Daifang is also! Lin Yizhe! You sinister villain! If you die, you don't regret it, you cheat to mourn the glory, and let such a group of foreign ghosts come to your funeral! It's really a back-to-back bone, born with a flattering cheap bone! Fortunately, the emperor blessed me and accepted you early! Otherwise, all living beings in the world will be destroyed in your hands! ”

Huang Shulan's vicious scolding echoed over the street, and the Beiyang sailors who guarded the spirit were furious, and two sailors were about to step forward, but they were stopped by Deng Zhengqing's stern gaze.

At this time, the send-off crowd behind the hearse also heard Huang Shulan's bad words, and many of the officials of the Qianguo had their faces discolored, and there were few members of the foreign missions who understood the language of Middle-earth, so they did not understand what Huang Shulan was scolding, but they could also feel that it would not be a good word.

Deng Zhengqing glanced back at the team that saw him off, and he saw that Chen Wan's face was pale, her lips were blue, her eyes were full of grief and indignation, and her heart was like a fire burning.

Deng Zhengqing glanced at Huang Shulan, who was standing there in bright clothes and scolding, took a deep breath, turned his head to Feng Daoming and asked, "Lord Feng, this madman blocked the hearse on the street, and spoke wildly, disrespecting Lin Wenxiang and despising royal grace, what should I do?" ”

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