Chapter 271: Three Thousand Years of One Kneel

Emphasizing ethics and filial piety, in the continent of all nations, the funeral of relatives is very important, which is a solemn and sacred thing.

Inside the mausoleum, there are funeral goods, all kinds of rare treasures, countless books, a phoenix sword, a hundred lamps that are not extinguished, and a tripod of bronzes!

Treasures, for money!

Countless books, for the cloud!

Fengluo sword, for martial arts!

Don't extinguish the lantern, for the lead!

A tripod bronze, for the town!

Around the mausoleum, there are walls, carved murals, hundreds of beasts roar, thousands of flowers bloom, the people are happy, and a prosperous era is built.

"Fall!"

In the mourning, Li Tang ordered, and put the coffin at the place where the coffin fell, it was a jade step, emitting a bright green light, and a phoenix was about to fly.

"Child Li Tang, congratulations to mother!"

After putting the coffin, Li Tang knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily, nine in a row!

Then, walking out of the mausoleum, a boulder, slowly falling, isolated from the outside world!

"Release the terracotta warriors!"

After Li Tang walked out, Fan Li shouted, rows of terracotta warriors and horses, placed in front of the mausoleum, showing a kneeling posture, atoning for sins!

I don't know how many years this kneeling, but the Ministry of Industry estimates that it will be at least 3,000 years!

Flowers bloom and fall, tree rings, increase a thousand circles, the vast years, kneeling for three thousand years, the sins committed should also be eliminated!

Before death, for the powerful, decide life and death! After death, for the mercenary, kneel on the ground for a thousand years!

Subsequently, kneeling three more times, doing nine ji, the state funeral is about to end, which is also fortunate that the people present are all warriors, so they can persevere.

"Your Majesty, are you going back to the court?"

After the hundred officials gathered, Fan Li stepped forward and asked respectfully.

After all, this state funeral, officials of Chang'an, big and small, all followed, so that no one sat in the town, and if they left for too long, they were afraid of disadvantages.

"Forget it, this king has never been with his mother in his life, so this time he will stay and guard the tomb for seven days to pay homage to filial piety. ”

Hearing this, Li Tang waved his hand, bent his legs, knelt on the futon, and closed his eyes.

Originally, according to the custom, the mausoleum was divided into March, September, one year, three years, or even longer!

But as an emperor, he had time to deal with state affairs, and four months later, there was still a big war, and after all considerations, he still decided to keep the tomb for only seven days.

"The king is shengming!"

After Fan Li listened, he nodded in agreement, and under the influence of Shou Lile's thoughts, he also attached great importance to filial piety.

At this time, in Chang'an City, the ancestral temple of the imperial palace!

The smoke was filled, and Gong Bingxue was wearing filial piety clothes, kneeling on the futon, bowing respectfully, and his face was peaceful, which was his devotion to the dead.

And next to it, it was Xiuxiang, who was also wearing filial piety clothes, but on her face, she revealed her anxiety and said in a low voice:

"Queen, let's go quickly! The funeral is ominous, and it is not good for the dragon. ”

It turns out that pregnancy is joy, funeral is mourning, and the two want to rush; secondly, mourning is long, joy is the after, so mourning will harm the queen.

To put it bluntly, it is to attend the funeral, which is not good for the dragon!

Therefore, Gong Bingxue, at the suggestion of the courtiers, did not attend the funeral, and after Li Tang thought about it, he agreed.

But when the elders are buried, as juniors, they must kneel and worship, so Gong Bingxue came to the ancestral shrine with Xiuxiang and put on two pillars of incense to comfort the dead.

"Got it!

Gong Bingxue was helpless, with the support of Xiuxiang, walked out of the ancestral shrine and looked at the palace, although it was full of spring, it became dull because of the white silk.

After returning to Fengyi Palace, because of kneeling and worshipping, it took some energy, and after eating vegetable food, Gong Bingxue became sleepy and fell asleep.

Purple Mountain, as the courtiers left, gradually deserted, quietly, only the soldiers guarding the tomb remained.

The number of people is not very large, only a thousand, after all, the imperial tomb, deep in the hinterland of the country, there is no danger of foreign invasion, their duty is to prevent people who steal chickens and dogs.

"Mother, the world says that time can dilute everything, happy things, sad things, unforgettable things, all gradually blurred, and finally forgotten. ”

"But I miss you more and more in my heart, like a jar of wine, as time goes by, the longer it becomes, the more mellow it becomes, and people can't help but reminisce. ”

In front of the tombstone, Li Tang said in a low voice, alone, talking to himself, there was no one around, it seemed lonely, only a breeze, blowing yellow paper.

The emperor will be even more lonely!

"Sometimes, in the dead of night, I will think that you are not dead, everything is fake, and the trajectory of my life will be completely different?"

"Or, we are just civilians, not royalty, living an ordinary life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, staying away from conspiracy, deceitful to deceive, how pleasant it is!"

It's rare to be alone, it's rare to have leisure, Li Tang at this time, he spit out the words in his heart.

Although no one listens and has no bosom friends, this scene is just right!

Because kings have no bosom friends, they are either courtiers or enemies!

Bosom friend is a luxury!

Time, in the talk, flies!

Soon, the sky became dark, the temperature on the mountainside continued to drop, and a thin mist appeared all around, and the wind whined, gradually becoming, making the atmosphere here seem lonely and bleak.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be afraid, but Li Tang didn't feel it.

Cross-legged, eyes closed, soul empty, meditate!

But he didn't know that in the distant underworld, an accident had occurred, alarming countless powers!

The Temple of Good and Evil, judging good and evil according to the front of the soul, is an important institution in the underworld, and for countless years, there has not been a single mistake.

The book of good and evil, communicating with the way of heaven, recording people's experiences, and deriving whether this person is a person of great good or evil according to merit and karma.

And in the underworld, there is also a book called the Book of Life and Death, which records the longevity of people, the year of life, and the year of death?

These two policy books have been 100,000 years old, and there has been no change, but at this time, in front of the king of Yama, they suddenly opened it, and they were dumbfounded.

"Good and evil have changed, Zheng Xiangyu, increase the good value by 50,000, and give a yin residence!"

"The mandate of heaven has changed, Zheng Xiangyu, the yin longevity has increased by five thousand years, and one thousand two hundred slaves have been given!"

On the two books, two words appeared, dazzling and bright, and the power of the Great Dao made the entire Yin World tremble.

The Emperor of the Yin World, the Ten Palaces of Yama, Meng Po, Sizhang and others, their eyes flickered, and they disappeared into the original palace.

At the same time, inside the hall of reincarnation, a soul, with dull eyes, was lining up, preparing for reincarnation.

Suddenly, a colorful light appeared, enveloping the soul body, becoming condensed, and the breath on the body was fast and powerful, terrifying and coercive, and the soul in the hall was poor, trembling.

"Where is this?"

In the colored light, the soul opens its eyes, and the sound is moving, pleasant and crisp.

"This is the Yin World, congratulations, you have obtained five thousand years of Yin life!"

The Emperor of the Yin World, said loudly, a tall figure, quietly emerging, behind him, followed by countless people, each with strong strength, for the Yin World giants.

Raise your hand and the stars will tremble!

"No need for reincarnation?"

The colorful soul, that is, Zheng Xiangyu, asked suspiciously, the soul is devoted, and there is an afterlife!

"No, someone will change your life for you, and for the next five thousand years, you will stay in the netherworld, be in charge, and arrange her hermitage. ”

After the Emperor of the Yin World finished speaking, he was slightly silent and said again:

"The rest, come with Bendi!"

He was wondering, who could move the way of heaven, the fate of that person!

Where does this person come from, what is his purpose, and what is his strength?

Everything is unknown!

(End of chapter)