Ten days later, it was the national funeral of the Song Kingdom.

During the period of national mourning, the ministers did not go to court. Liu Jing rested alone in the palace Bumeng Pavilion on the grounds that he was infected with the wind and cold, and he cleaned porridge and vegetarian food every day, stroked the piano during the day, and wrote letters at night.

All the affairs of the state funeral were supervised by the newly established Song king Queen Ling Zi, Liu Jing ignored this, and only went to the funeral on the last day to show his face, and drank a glass of weeping owl wine with the ministers, and did not say much.

Although Liu Jing handled this matter in a sloppy manner, the ministers saw that King Song had lost too much weight during the state mourning, and they all praised King Song for his filial piety and simplicity.

Only Liu Jing himself knows why he handled the national funeral of the Song Kingdom so sloppily.

For ten days, the entire White Jade Palace was silent because of the silence of the Song King. On the bookcase of the Dream Pavilion, the flame of the white candle swayed slightly with Liu Jing's breathing.

Liu Jing slowly wrote——

"Shu'er,

Spread the letter and hope for peace, and send acacia from afar. Kang is not happy, I hope to tell you.

Chu and water are separated from each other, as if they are separated from each other. It should not be disturbed, but it can be forgotten.

The southern bamboo pen barrel is as heavy as an iron pestle. The paper is as thin as love, and the ink is as colorful as a tomb.

The so-called King of Song is just a skin. The life experience is unpredictable and difficult to speak.

The soul is bloody, what is the problem? The countries of Kyushu, what is the hometown?

I would like to give a city and invite you to talk about it. Give up the country and invite the secretary for the rest of his life.

Wan Nian,

Jing"

……

"Shu'er,

Tears are like spilling owl wine, and the cold wind does not reveal the past.

When I woke up from my dream, I realized that I was a guest, why did I want to speak but I still rested.

Now I suddenly hear that I am not me, and it is ridiculous to use all my might to conspire.

With repentance, he realized his mistake at that time, and was a lonely widow in vain.

Wan Nian,

Jing"

……

"Shu'er,

I haven't seen each other for three years, but it has been comparable to you and me being separated from each other for 12 years.

At that time, I didn't know if you were still alive in the world, and I still missed you.

At this time, you are in the Zhaohuang Palace in Linjiang in the Chu State, but there is no news.

If you still hate me to the core, write me back and let me know.

If you no longer hate me, write me back and let me know.

Word for word, word for word, I beg you to say something to me.

Wan Nian,

Jing"

……

"Shu'er,

Enke: Okay?

Wan Nian,

Jing"

……

"Shu'er,

I heard that Gongzi is not yet married, if there is a match, can you give me a glass of wine?

Wan Nian,

Jing"

……

So one letter after another, it was quickly sent to the Zhaohuang Palace of Chu like a national letter, but they were all piled up on the bookcase of Lin Ying, the king of Chu in Wutong Palace.

Lin Ying handed the letter to Yan Qing, who came to deliver food, "The tenth letter, the national funeral of the Song Kingdom will be ten, Liu Jing's national funeral vacation, every time you are free, you should finish writing it, you can take it to Sister Shu'er." ”

Yan Qing looked down at the unopened letters in his hand: "Yan Qing has two questions, I don't know if to ask them......

Lin Ying said: "When we used to do business in Fanjing, you have never been so restrained with me. They are all their own people, and if there is any problem, they will be straight. ”

Yan Qingdao said: "Why did Your Highness save the tenth letter before handing over King Song's letter to the princess?" ”

Lin Ying smiled: "At first, I didn't want to give it to her at all. However, since King Song was so persistent, it seemed that he had calculated that one or two letters would definitely be lost, so he simply sent ten letters with great fanfare, and it was difficult for me to hide so many letters. Since she doesn't hide it, there is no difference between showing her one letter and showing her ten. ”

Yan Qing asked again: "Why doesn't Your Highness take it apart, take a look at what King Song has done first, and then let me take the letter back?" ”

Lin Ying smiled again: "Because I'm sure that Sister Shu'er won't open these letters and read them at all." She won't tear it down herself, so why should I help her do it?

King Song forced Shu'er's sister's husband and father-in-law to jump off the cliff at the peerless peak, and there was no six, and there was no grandfather Weiwang, he just wrote a hundred or a thousand letters, and Sister Shu'er would not read them. In the past few years, King Song has sent letters in congratulatory gifts every time En's birthday, when did you see Sister Shu'er open it and read it?

Moreover, what kind of words can the martial artist of King Song write in shock? At best, they are sour and ambiguous, and they must be very disgusting. ”

Hearing this, Yan Qing sneered, and ran back to the Xinlan Hall where Shu'er lived with the letter briskly.

Shu'er was sewing a brocade cotton coat for her daughter, and asked without raising her head: "It's been dry recently, and the white fungus bird's nest porridge is very moisturizing to the lungs, I have been stewing for a while, have you told Your Highness to drink it?" ”

Yan Qingdao said: "Do you still need me to tell you?" When did the princess send food, didn't Her Highness eat it cleanly? ”

Shu'er said "um", and then heard Yan Qing say: "Song Guoguo is in mourning, King Song sent ten letters in one go, does the princess want to open it and take a look?" ”

Shu'er took the letters in Yan Qing's hand, and each one was written in familiar handwriting - "Dongfang Shu Qinqi".

Shu'er couldn't help but remember that the first time she heard the name "Dongfang Shu" was from Liu Jing's mouth, under the plum blossoms in the pleasant garden of the White Jade Palace.

She muttered to herself, "At this time, I don't know if the plum blossoms there have bloomed again." “

Yan Qing was puzzled: "Where is the plum blossom of the princess?" ”

Shu'er sighed, handed back the ten letters to Yan Qing untouched, and said, "Take it and burn it." In the future, you don't have to give me his letter, just burn it. ”

Yan Qing hesitated: "But...... Song Guoguo's funeral ...... The princess once lived in the Song Palace, even if she didn't read these letters, didn't she need to reply to some words like condolences and changes to comfort the King of Song? ”

Shu'er said coldly: "On the surface, His Highness must have done it a long time ago." I'm not the king of Chu, and I can't help but go to those words like mourning and change. I really don't have a deep friendship with the two women of the Song Palace Qiao family, and if I had, I wouldn't have been separated from my mother for so many years. ”

Yan Qing saw that Shu'er was busy and didn't dare to disturb more, so he took the letter from King Song and went back to his house.

Yan Xiu was cleaning in the house, and when she saw Yan Qing coming back with some letters in her hand, she asked with a smile: "It's King Song's letter again?" ”

Yan Qing slapped Yan Xiu's head with a letter: "Your tone is as if these letters were written to me by King Song!" ”

Yan Xiu's finger tapped Yan Qing's head: "It's not written for you, why are you hiding like a treasure?" Didn't the princess let you burn? ”

Yan Qing said in a low voice: "What do you know? This is a handwritten letter from King Song, what a pity it was burned! I didn't open it to see it, I just hid it. When the King of Song dies, I don't know how much these letters can be sold for! You still did so much business with the princess and His Royal Highness in Chen Kingdom, and you don't have any brains? ”

Yan Xiu was disdainful: "How could King Song die so easily?" I'm afraid that before he is dead, the princess will let you burn the letter you are hiding but will be discovered, and you will be convicted of deception! You died before King Song! You're all dead, what's the use of asking for money? ”

Yan Qing was unconvinced: "How can the things I hide be so easy to find?" And even if it is discovered, can the things hidden in our Xinlan Hall still be discovered by outsiders? At most, the princess found out and scolded me. ”