The ancestral house of the Taiyuan Wang.

"Dead, that's how he died?" Wang Hao sat stupidly on the high chair, and standing in front of him was a guy wrapped in black.

After a long time, Wang Hao came back to his senses from his sluggishness, and asked a little dryly, "How did he die?" ”

"Judging from the news from the direction of Chang'an City, it seems that our people did it!" The expression of the man in black was a little different, and he seemed to be incredulous.

"What did you say?"

Wang Hao stood up from the chair with a 'pout', and his old face seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

"White Horse Mountain Lonely Cloud Village!" The man in black said, "Isn't it your own order, master?" ”

"My orders?" Wang Hao said astringently: "Do you think, with my character, I would give such an order to Li Hu?" ”

"Not you? Then it seems that this Li Hu has betrayed my Taiyuan Wang clan! A frenzied murderous intent flashed on the face of the man in black, "Master, do you want me to take a trip to Guyun Village and kill this traitor's brute?" ”

"Do you think you still have a chance to go up to White Horse Mountain?" Wang Hao shook his head and said, "Since Li Hu dares to do such a thing, it means that he has already made all preparations!" If you don't even have this ability, how can you run Guyunzhai like an iron bucket for so many years? ”

"Can't this matter be left at that?" The man in black was obviously still a little unwilling.

"Alas, woe, this is someone who wants to force our Taiyuan Wang clan to death!"

Wang Hao smiled bitterly and continued: "Okay, our Wang clan is already standing on the edge of the cliff, no matter who pushed us this time, it was the choice made for us after all!" If you go and ask the elders of the clan to wait in the ancestral hall, you will say that I have something important to discuss!" ”

"Yes, master!" The man in black replied respectfully and exited the room.

Wang Hao walked to the door. looked at the dark clouds floating in the sky outside the window, and whispered: "Alas, it's really a mountain rain that is about to come and the wind is full of buildings!"

……

On March 26 of the eighth year of the Tang Dynasty, it is advisable to sacrifice and bury.

Today is the day of the great funeral of the martial king Li Yuanba, and the martial king's mansion has also begun to be arranged in the early hours of the morning, and it has been arranged until the hour.

It is already three o'clock now, and the ministers of the court and the central government who are familiar with Li Yuanba have already come to pay their respects, and countless people in Chang'an City are all wearing white cloth scarves around their waists and foreheads, from the front of the main gate of the palace to the end of Changlefang Street. There was a long queue.

All of them came spontaneously, no one organized them, and every one of them had a sad look on their faces.

The princes and princesses who were dressed in white and sat down on horses could only turn over and dismount when they came to the intersection of Changlefang Street, because horses could no longer be used in front.

The long queue was not intended to block traffic, but its length was constantly increasing.

"Here, why did so many people come back?" Li Su led his beloved horse and looked at the people on the long street. His face was full of surprise.

"I should have come to pay tribute to the Fourth Emperor Uncle, right?" The surprise on Li Ke's face didn't have to be much lower, he looked at the people surging on the long street, sighed and said: "In all dynasties, how many officials can make the people do this?" Uncle of the Four Emperors. It's unprecedented! ”

"Let's go, stop talking nonsense!" Li Chengqian patted the horse's back with a cold face, and said, "Father shouldn't have lied to us, when we see Uncle Sihuang." Let's ask him in more detail what's going on! ”

"Yes!"

Li Chengqian is becoming more and more stable, and among a kind of brothers, his position seems to be much more stable.

However, it should be said that Li Ke does not have the intention of being competitive. I guess the ghosts don't believe it, but these can't be changed overnight, and it takes a long time to run-in.

……

Wuwang Mansion, at this moment, the door of the mansion is wide open, the huge lintel has long been hung with a white long arm, and the white yellow spring flower in the middle is particularly dazzling.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

"His Royal Highness the King of Shu has arrived!"

"King Liang ......"

A little eunuch wearing a white cloth robe with a white cloth sewn on his shoes and covering the uppers of his shoes shouted loudly one by one when he saw Li Chengqian leading a horse and bringing a kind of younger brothers and sisters.

Li Chengqian took a long stick of incense handed over by Bai Fu, lifted the white robe on his body and strode into the Wuwang Mansion.

Wu Wangfu thousand yuan, the mourning hall has already been arranged, facing the gate, is a wooden tablet, the name is 'God Lord', the God Lord card is about two inches wide and six inches high, the middle line is written with a red pen 'the ancestor of the god Yongwu King Li Yuanba Mansion of the god lord';

And behind the tablet of the god is a huge coffin, although I don't know how many rushes there are, but the scale of the outside is as much as fourfold, you know, the quadruple is the emperor's regulation, and it actually appeared in the Wuwang Mansion, which shows Li Shimin's love for his brother.

In addition, on both sides of the coffin, there is a golden boy and jade girl tied with paper, and there is no shortage of five animals and three livestock, tribute, and incense burners.

"There are guests, burn incense!"

It was Bai Fu who was on duty in this mourning hall, and when he saw Li Chengqian and others coming in, after the waiter lit everyone's long incense, he shouted directly.

Although Li Chengqian wanted to see Li Yuanba very much now, when he thought of what his father said, he had to be patient and at least finish the name on his face.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Chengqian nodded slightly to his brothers, raised the long incense to the center of his eyebrows, and said, "Nephews Li Chengqian, Li Ke, and Li Su...... Offering incense to the Four Emperor Uncles! ”

"Incense closes!" Bai Fu followed the etiquette of the moment, and after everyone finished offering incense, he continued: "Since you are a nephew, you should kowtow, a kowtow!" ”

For them, this is nothing, anyway, their own four emperor uncles are not really dead, the coffin in front of them is empty, and the buckle is deducted.

"Two kowtows...... After the ceremony, thank you! ”

There were four loud kowtows for one person, and the faces of each little guy were full of gloom, as if the truth was that King Wu was dead.

"Auntie, mourning!"

After the worship, Princess Qinghe walked to the side and sat on her knees, beside Wu Shun, who was also dressed in mourning clothes, with big red eyes and a little trembling voice.

I really didn't see it before, this girl is still very emotional!

"Yes, auntie!" Princess Gaoyang gently held Wu Shun's delicate little hand and said, "If the aunt is thin, and the fourth emperor uncle suddenly jumps out again, don't you scare us to death?" (To be continued......)