"Uncle Huang, no need!" Zhao Ta shook his head and rejected Huang Jingchen's suggestion.

"Lord Wang, what are you doing?" Huang Jingchen was stunned for a moment, could it be that the prince had changed his mind again.

"No matter whether the holy decree arrives tomorrow or not, I have to return to Beijing, and I can't delay any longer!" Zhao Ta stood up and said.

"Think twice, if you don't have a holy order, it would be a big sin to return to Beijing privately!" Huang Jingchen was stunned, the prince has always behaved in a regular manner, and he didn't dare to scold her when he was beaten like that by Yuzhu a few days ago, this time he was confused, he hurriedly persuaded: "Prince, you wait one more day, the old man will leave immediately, even if you die, I will invite you to return to Beijing!" ”

"Uncle Huang, I have decided not to persuade you, I am resisting the order and going to mourn for the sake of righteousness, it will be fine, and they don't dare to do anything to me!" Zhao Ta said confidently with a smile.

"Lord Wang, although you have a great righteousness, but now that someone is making an obstruction, I am afraid that they will take the opportunity to make trouble!" Huang Jingchen nodded, but he was still worried.

"Hmph, I'm still afraid that it will be calm when I go back, the happier they are, the better it will be for us!" Zhao Ta sneered and said, "Uncle Huang, you have to worry more about me in the past few days, watch our home, don't let people take advantage of the loopholes, I'll just take a few of them away!" ”

"Lord Wang..." Huang Jingchen looked at Zhao Ta's appearance, and knew that this was his last decision, and he no longer persuaded him, and went down to arrange the funeral for him!

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The next day was the seventh day of October, it was already the early winter, the sky had just dawned, the two guards of the Dailou Gate in the south of Bianliang got up lazily, they shrunk their necks, sighed in their hands, and lifted down the huge door bar, the city gate just opened a crack, it was knocked open, and several horses rushed in.

"Running for funeral..." A guard was led by a horse, and couldn't help but scold, but stopped scolding halfway, all of them were dressed in white, tied with hemp rope around their waists, and their hair and beard were full of white ice particles, like impermanence, but they were not mourning.

"Bastard, you dare to scold!" As soon as the guards defending the city woke up, they were whipped in the face, and the pain made him feel so excited that he couldn't help but hold the knife in his waist.

"A few uncles, his eyes are not good, you are so forgiving!" The other guard heard clearly, now that the queen is newly mourned, the royal family who got the letter is rushing back, and one of these people may really be the prince, he hurriedly pulled his companion and said with a smile.

"Pan Long, don't waste time!" A child on a horse snorted.

"I'm cheap, I'll kill you next time!" The two guards saw that the group of people was obviously led by this small child, and when they heard the scolding, they quickly lowered their heads and took a few steps back to make way for the road.

"Driving, driving..." The two big men at the head urged the horses to go first, and then more than ten horses rushed through the city gate like the wind, bypassed the urn city, and went straight to the Suzaku Gate in the inner city, a group of people entered the inner city, there were pedestrians on the street, and the shops along the street had also lit up the lights and candles to open for business, but the signboards were covered with white cloths, the delivery of the Taiping car, and the donkeys and horses carrying the goods were also endless, and everyone had to slow down and ride slowly.

They are Zhao Ta and others who went to Beijing for funeral, and after Zhao Ta made up his mind to enter Beijing yesterday, Huang Jingchen immediately arranged for Pan Long and Xue Bao to select ten people as escorts, and called to see that Xi had prepared all the materials needed to accompany the prince into Beijing.

Because the second day is the day of the funeral, according to the countryside, if you are given a letter and do not come to mourn on this day, then even if the two families are out of love, it is a stranger and extremely rude to meet again, so Zhao Ta decided to enter Beijing overnight. Now it is a sleepless horse, riding a horse all night, driving nearly 200 miles through the state and the capital, and finally entering Beijing at dawn, even a strong man like Pan Long is extremely tired.

"Guest officer, the steamed buns that have just come out of the pot in the small shop are prepared with hot noodle soup, come down and rest!"

"The small one has hot water, I see that you must have been on the road all night, wash your face and be spiritual!"

"Sit down, the shop has all kinds of dim sum, and gruel is free!"

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"Second master, rest, otherwise your body can't stand it, and I said in front that the Imperial City of Yujie will be there soon, and I am not in a hurry at this time!" Xue Bao looked at Zhao Ta who was riding on the horse and staggered, and hurriedly supported him and said.

"Okay!" Zhao Ta nodded and agreed, but the person couldn't move, although he was wearing a leather robe and a silk jacket underneath and was fully armed, he was still frozen to the core, and the whole person was stiff, and it was all because of the belief in his mind that he insisted until now. ,

"Second Master..." The two guards on the side exclaimed, quickly turned over and dismounted, hugged him down, sent him to the shop on the street, poured a few mouthfuls of hot soup, and rubbed it again, Zhao Ta's face was a little bloody, and Jue's arms and legs were still his own, he turned his face and saw that Jianxi was beside him, and said, ""Jianxi, you take a break, take a step into the palace to report, just say that I have arrived in the capital, and I want to enter the palace to pay tribute to the queen, we are waiting for your news!" ”

"Second master, I'll go right away!" Seeing that Xi washed his face, took the waist card, didn't drink a sip of water, and hurried away with a small yellow door, Zhao Ta was also in a nervous mood at this time, he wanted to 'gamble' when he entered Beijing this time, as for what the result was, he was not sure now, but for his own future, he had to fight once.

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Seeing Xi anxiously turning around in the guest room of the introduction division, he entered the palace smoothly with the waist card, handed over the prince's watch, and waited for the reply, but now the sky is bright, and it is close to Shenshi, but there is still no news, thinking that the prince is still waiting for his news, where can he still sit still.

"Zhi'en, did you hand over Prince Yan's watch?" Seeing Xi, he asked the little yellow door guarding the door, and gave him two gold leaves casually.

"Yo, Pavilion Chief Xie, how dare I delay your business, I have already sent it to Duzhi!" Xiao Huangmen Mei said with a smile, and poured another cup of tea for Jianxi.

"Why haven't you replied yet, you can ask me again!" Seeing that Xi had the heart to drink tea, he handed Zhang Jin Yezi and said.

"Don't worry, Cabinet Chief, I'll let you know about it, and I'll tell you right away!" Ji-eun took the golden leaf and went happily.

Seeing that Xi was in a hurry at this time, there were people who were more anxious than him, Yang Jian took Zhao Ta's top watch and felt like he was holding a hot sticky cake, and he couldn't shake it off, and he couldn't help but scold Wang Shufei in his heart, what did he do with her, Zheng Guifei has now begun to preside over the work of **, and her head is about to be replaced with a phoenix crown. What is Concubine Wang Shu, why did she sit in the same boat with her, the second prince is really good enough, he dared to return to Beijing without a holy decree, from this point of view, he is stronger than his brothers, but why didn't he see it?

Yang Jian is regretful and hateful, but there is no place to take regret medicine, the most important thing now is to take himself out, can't let the emperor hit the board on himself, think about it, there is only one way to go, that is, only sorry Prince Yan, how to do it, then it is another art!

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"See, are they passing on the emperor's edict, or are they ordering!" Zhao asked with a look of joy on his face.

"Second master, it's not, it's Yang Duzhi who let a little yellow door pass it on!" Jianxi quickly replied.

"It's not so easy to drive me back with a word!" Zhao Ta slapped the table and shouted with a fierce face, "Pack up your things immediately, follow me, don't let Lao Tzu enter, today Lao Tzu will set up a mourning hall outside the imperial city to pay respects!" ”

"Yes, Second Master!" Pan Long and the others replied suddenly, startling the shopkeeper, I don't know what these people are doing, wondering if they should report to the official quickly, Pan Long and the other guards are secretly giving a thumbs up, the prince has such pride at a young age, and dares to disobey the holy order in order to pay tribute to his mother, which makes people have to obey.

Not for a long time, there is a group of people on the wide royal street, this royal street is about 200 steps wide, on both sides is the imperial corridor, the city people are allowed to buy and sell in the middle, there is a black lacquer branch standing on the side, and the center of the road is installed with a vermilion lacquer branch, that is the center of the royal road, that is, the special road of the royal family, ordinary people can not walk, to go you have to be outside the vermilion lacquer branch under the corridor.

And these people don't seem to care, provoke people to watch curiously, only to see that the leader is a child, wearing a filial piety crown, long feet across the neck, wrapped in cloth before and after, folded three folds with hemp rope from the forehead, dressed in mourning clothes, all with very coarse raw cloth, not the edge, the first three, the last four, the length of the clothes is over the waist, with hemp as a belt, one hand holding the mourning stick, one hand holding the spirit card in the arms while crying, a few big men behind carrying the table tribute, follow closely step by step, and a few people around the protection, vigilantly looking around.

Seeing everyone watching, Zhao Ta cried even more sadly as if someone was crazy, and the small sobs turned into howling and crying, which aroused people's curiosity even more, and they couldn't help but follow them forward, and soon they were full of people watching the excitement in front of and behind them.

Zhao Ta cried while walking, and it didn't take long to come to the main gate of the Imperial City, which was his first stop in this world, but now that he looked at it again, it was like a world away, and he looked around. The main gate of the big inner Xuande Building is lined up with five gates, the door is the gold nail vermilion lacquer, the wall is between the bricks and stones, the engraved dragon and phoenix fly away, covered with glazed tiles, the curved ruler Duo Lou, the Zhu column color threshold, the following two pavilions are opposite, all use the vermilion stick.

Entered the main entrance of Xuande Building, it is the Daqing Palace, the court has two floors, there is the Taishi Bureau, the Baozhang is testing the leakage, every time the big ceremonial car drives the fasting and the Zhengshuo Dynasty will be in this hall. The left and right horizontal doors outside the hall are the left and right Changqing gates. There are three gates on the south wall of the inner city, which is the road of the Great Dynasty.

"Let's set up the mourning hall here!" Zhao Ta stopped thirty steps in front of the Xuande Building, stomped his feet and said to everyone, although he didn't dare to approach the palace gate at this time, he saw that these people had set up a mourning hall in front of the imperial city, and they were all stunned...