169。 refusing people, my brother is willing to [ask for rewards and push for collections]——

[Mengmeng said] is in a low mood, has his own business, and other people's business. Some people are just stubborn in their brains and make people want to slap a few times. Mengmeng will never play the role of a bosom sister again-

On the seventh day of the state funeral, the first emperor went out of the funeral, and the coffin was transported to the imperial tomb and buried with the first queen.

There is no need to burn incense and pray at the end of the day, but to be dragged to the street to give gifts to the emperor, to be precise, it is to follow the elders and the eldest brother and the fourth brother, and the children of the concubine are not eligible to attend.

There were already a lot of people standing respectfully on both sides, most of them were ordinary people, and Sun Feng didn't know if it was everyone's spontaneous initiative or the regulations of the state funeral.

didn't catch up with a certain era, the ten-mile long street sent the prime minister, and experienced the national funeral of the ancients here from beginning to end.

After standing for a long time, I saw the shadow of the funeral procession from the end of the street, and there was no ceremonial guard to open the way, only to see eight black horses, wearing white silk, wearing white silk, hanging white saddles, dragging the high coffin on the carriage.

The golden silk nanmu is still fragrant nanmu, Sun Feng can't recognize it, but he can only see the polished bright edges and octagonals, as well as some incomprehensible symbols and drawings that are exquisitely carved and brushed with gold paint.

"Kneel! - "The trumpet sounded.

The crowd began to kneel down in turn, and Sun Feng sighed in his heart and knelt as well.

Kneeling on his knees, since being reborn in this dynasty with unknown history, even if he has entered the palace many times and met Emperor Yu and the crown princess, he has never knelt like this, and the feeling of kneeling is really bad.

The coffin of a generation of emperors was pulled by the neat hooves of the black horse and came slowly. Such silence made Sun Feng's heart sad.

I don't know who got up, there was a faint whimpering cry around him, and gradually more and more people were crying, and the voice was getting higher and higher, Sun Feng, who was hiding next to the eldest brother, secretly raised his head and looked around, looking at his trembling upper body.

The old man Yuhuang was almost eighty years old when he passed away, and no matter what happened at this age, it could be regarded as a joy and mourning, if he said that he wanted to cry, Sun Feng was present on the night of his death, and he couldn't cry.

To put it more highly, a generation of doctors, what is needed is the benevolence of doctors, and what is more needed is to see through life and death, the probability of being able to save life in the first ten in the emergency room is only five or six, and the death is sad and the other is sad, and she has to lie on the bed in the emergency room if she can't pass the internship period.

Following Emperor Yu's carriage, there were his sons and grandsons, Yu Yujue, Yu Ang, Yu Yuyun, followed by Yu Yiqin, Yu Yiqin, Yu Yisheng, Yu Yicheng, Yu Yide, and Yu Yiyun, each wearing filial piety clothes according to the regulations, and similarly, daughters, granddaughters, and grandsons were not in the funeral procession.

In other words, this rule is so unfair, she can come out at any time, isn't it also her daughter's family, why do you have to come out and kneel to send it.

Yu Yujue, who was at the head, looked solemn, his eyes did not leave the coffin of the emperor for a moment, and he pursed his lips and brows, as if he was enduring a great grief.

Grieved? The grief of my father's death? Will Yu Yujue have it? The body that still had body temperature left by the bedside didn't even look at it, and now what was the point of staring at the thick coffin.

In the corner of the old man's bedroom, Sun Feng has already seen through the father-son relationship, which has been consumed by the coveting of the throne, people, just can't see the moment when he takes off his mask.

The most beloved son is still like this, Sun Feng is unwilling and has to wonder what Yu Ang and Yu Yu Yun's sadness is for.

After the prince and grandson, there are hundreds of civil and military officials dressed in linen gauze clothes, and the Beijing officials above the fourth grade are listed by grade, and listen to the mother's relatives,

Because of his grandfather's age, Yu Yujue authorized him not to send him all the way to the funeral, as if he could wait directly at the imperial tomb.

I still want to look at something, but I gave Qi Shaocheng a gentle slap on the door of my head, obediently lowered my body and hung my head, waiting for the funeral team to pass.

"Up! - "The funeral procession is almost invisible, and this sound is too late for Sun Feng."

As soon as the end of this sound fell, the cries that had been around one after another instantly converged, and the juniors helped the elders to get up and go home one after another.

"Mother, slow down."

Xu and Qi Houru helped Mrs. Qi, saying that at her age, Mrs. Qi was not much younger than the in-laws of the Xu family, and no matter how well she maintained, she couldn't stand her knees after kneeling for so long.

"Grandmother, when you go back, Mingluan will rub it for you."

Sun Feng himself was dragged up by Qi Shaocheng and Qi Shaoyuan, but he couldn't forget to show his filial piety in front of his grandmother.

"Mingluan is so good, I will rub your mother when I go back?" Qi Houru saw that his daughter was well-behaved, so he naturally wanted to come over and touch his face.

"My mother has a father, where is there a place for a daughter." Alas, dad, how much you have suffered from your daughter's place, you don't have a long memory.

"This kid, what nonsense is he talking about in the blue sky and white days. I hurried back to my house and prayed one last time so that I could put things in order again. ”

Xu Shi nodded a little bit of his little daughter's brain, and snorted anxiously.

Mother, if you are a stranger, you shouldn't make fun of you on the day of Grandpa Yuhuang's funeral, forget it, what do you say, it's obviously you thinking too much.

When he returned to Qifu, Sun Feng knew that there was no chance to rest at all, and the whole house was busy inside and out, putting away the condolence gauze tents and plain clothes one by one.

If you had said that this was the end result, she would have gone out with the curtains in her hands!

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On the second day, as soon as I opened my eyes, the enlarged version of the demon's face was attached to the outside of the embroidered tent, and my eyes were closed and opened, well, this is not a dream, when did Molan turn in again!

"Little Joe!"

"Yes, miss, but up?"

"You go and bring some water, and get some gardenia dew today."

"Yes, miss."

Through the embroidered tent, Sun Feng glanced at Mo Lan lazily, and the latter couldn't care about smirking, so he quickly hid out the window.

The little lady has already given him a chance to flash temporarily, so we can't be cheeky and pretend not to know.

Sun Feng: Your cheeks aren't too thick? Whose cheeks are called thick-skinned?

"Miss, after three days, the new emperor ascends the throne, and he must dress more festively. Madame said. ”

After washing, Sun Feng helplessly watched Xiao Qiao change into bright red clothes for her, she was used to wearing white and clean, and the red on her body was like the cheeks of a country matchmaker with a red face, and she was ugly.

"Three days later, enthroned?"

From great sorrow to great joy, this emotional transition is difficult to adapt, the common people only need a stable life, and it doesn't matter who is the emperor.

"Miss, is breakfast in the flower hall, or is it brought in?"

"Send it up, don't bother to go out."

"Yes, miss."

After a while, Xiao Qiao each came up with a food box, and after filling the table, he withdrew, and Sun Feng blinked and didn't know why.

These two people are when she is a rice bucket, isn't it? So much, is it for her to eat for the day?

"Little junior sister's food here is good, a bowl of white porridge, it's all boiled so well, like glue."

Mo Lan climbed in from the windowsill, hung for so long, and didn't care about the wrist of settling accounts, and unceremoniously filled herself with porridge and drank it.

"Yes, Da Qiao has a hand in boiling things, next time I throw you in the pot to cook, can you boil it into a pot of good ejiao."

The skin of the face is much thicker than the skin of the donkey, and the ejiao that comes out must be of high quality, and a bowl of porridge is described as glue-like paint, so I don't feel panicked.

"Alas, little junior sister, they helped you get things done yesterday, so I'm waiting for a good meal."

Sugar cakes, shortbreads, steamed buns, and siu mai, I tasted them one by one.

"Feng Mansion doesn't have anything for you to eat? The cooks there are better than here! How do you make it look like a starving ghost! ”

After rescuing a pot of croquettes that had not been ruined, Sun Feng loved and hated Xiao Qiao in his heart, if he hadn't sent so much, Sai Molan would not have enough in his stomach alone.

"Alas-" Another long sigh, as if he had been wronged, "Little junior sister, you also know that in the Feng Mansion, Master Heibai and Chu Wan will only call me to squeeze me one by one, and never give me enough food......"

"Alright, alright...... You're done? ”

If he continues to talk nonsense, Sun Feng will have to lose his appetite.

"It's done properly, refuse people for the little junior sister, my brother is very happy about this."

Not to mention going to Yu Yide, no matter who he is sent to reject by the little lady in the future, he will be extremely happy.

"I'll let you go and return a painting, what about you...... Hey, what kind of mess are you talking to Yu Yide? ”

The more Mo Lan ate, the slower Sun Feng ate, a bowl of sweet soup, this breakfast was too greasy.

"No, of course not, I didn't say a word that shouldn't have been said." The process is not important, the important thing is the ending, as soon as he thought of Yu Yide's expression, Mo Lan's heart was extremely happy.

That is to say...... Have you spoken to him? ”

Putting down the soup bowl, Sun Feng squinted her eyes, and she knew that this Mo Lan would not obediently put down the painting and leave.

"Forehead ......"

It seems that I was entangled by the words of the little lady again, and sure enough, I can't get carried away as a man.

"Did you sneak in and be discovered?"

"That, you also know that in the palace, there are so many palaces, and people don't know the way, and then ......"

Mo Lan flickered around in a circle, he couldn't tell the little lady directly, he deliberately waited in the Chunhui Hall just to face Yu Yide.

"Bunch of nonsense, why didn't you let the Praetorian Guards in the palace beat you half to death!"

"Oh, I'm busy with Yu Yujue's ascension to the throne now, and the Praetorian Guards are all revolving around Yu Yujue, and besides, for the sake of the little lady, being chased by the army and running has to be completed."

Cut, I want to be a big disciple of the Poison Emperor, of course I am ...... in terms of martial arts. No, you don't have to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, it's enough to escape, no, it's enough to take the little lady to fly to the sky and admire the moon.

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