On the day of Yang Shijun's funeral, the 20,000 horses of Zhenguo Gong were all dressed in plain clothes, and the Yanwang Mansion was full of vegetarian clothes.

The family members of the three adults of Shuntian Mansion, even Mrs. Pan, who has never gone out, have come out.

The people of Beiping City only knew that the little prince of the Zhenguo Mansion was at the funeral, but they didn't know why the battle was so big.

The people on the long street watched, and when they saw that the 20,000 people and horses could not see the funeral at a glance, they were all amazed by the power of the Guogong Mansion.

Brother Ping emphasized filial piety, held Yang Shijun's spiritual seat with both hands, and did not get into the carriage until ten miles out of the city.

When he went up the mountain, he got out of the carriage again and walked in front with the spiritual throne in his hand.

The first handful of soil was covered by him, and he called softly: "Mu Ping, you and my brother will never forget you in the next life." ”

Grandpa Guo's tears dried up, half of his hair had turned white in the past few days, and there were broken hairs on his face when the cold wind blew.

"Jun'er, go with peace of mind, Brother Ping will help your soul and bury you with your own hands, and forget your heart."

Suddenly, Brother Ping shouted: "Wait a minute"

Everyone was stunned, and even Zhenguo Gong looked at him puzzled.

I saw Brother Ping take off the white jade crown on his head, jump off the grave and put it on top of the coffin, and said something with his hand on the coffin lid, but no one heard it clearly.

After he came up, he ordered people to go to the earth, and Zhenguo Gong looked at him with extremely complicated eyes.

After returning to the palace, Zhenguo Gong locked himself in the house for a long time.

When Brother Ping came to greet him, he stared at the young man, and he didn't say anything about it.

When he spoke again, his voice was extremely hoarse: "Brother Ping, if I'm not mistaken, what you said at the time was that he was promised a future life." ”

Brother Ping raised his head and looked at Grandpa Xiangguo, with a determined light in his eyes: "Yes, the younger generation promised to be with Mu Ping in the next life, all because he had no chance in this life." ”

Zhen Guogong opened his mouth, and only waved his hand at the end: "You go and rest, I'm tired these days." ”

After Brother Ping left, Zhenguo Gong called a personal guard, looked at him puzzled and asked, "You say, did Jun'er give birth to the wrong boy?" ”

The guards twitched the corners of their mouths, but nothing came out.

Zhen Guogong muttered to himself: "He must have given birth to the wrong boy, and Brother Ping should have been a couple." ”

At this time, Shen Yue'er, who was in the inner courtyard, had another idea, Brother Ping took off his white jade crown and was buried with Yang Xiaogongzi, and it blew all over Beiping City as quickly as a spring breeze.

Yue'er also knew that she was in a very complicated mood.

It wasn't until the next person said that Brother Ping had left the courtyard of Zhenguo Gong and was about to return to the winery at this time, that she straightened up and said, "Prepare the car, I want to go to the winery." ”

This winter has been particularly snowy, and it's starting to snow again.

Yue'er was wrapped in a feverish jacket with mink skin, a snow-blue snow hat, and a silver hand stove. This dress is all for a plain word, otherwise although she is not very happy, but she is also wearing a big red jacket more, it is because Su Zhi likes red, and her father also liked her red.

Pedestrians hurrying by on the long street are all rushing home in the light of day.

When the windows opened, the wind and snow poured in. Lantern Xiao persuaded: "Madam, this wind and snow are too big, be careful of the wind and cold." ”

Yue'er withdrew her hand, and Lantern Xiao closed the window tightly.

"There are two more days to be a little year, and Grandpa Guo won't be back to Beijing for a while, so this little year must be handled carefully. can't be too much, after all, it's still in the mourning period of Yang Xiaogongzi. can't be too perfunctory, the identity of Grandpa Guo is there. ”

Yue'er was also thinking while talking, and when she got off the bus at the wine shop, she also said: "According to the rules when I was in Beishan, I will arrange it myself." ”

Thinking about it, the Dragon Boat Festival agreed: "This is very good, and it doesn't seem too grand with your thoughts." A few slaves and maids also came back from Beishan, and the lady ordered that. ”

"Let's discuss it again, I'll go and say a few words to Zheng Gongzi first."

When I entered the liquor shop, the steward hurriedly greeted me: "Madam, the son is in the backyard, and since he came back, he has locked himself in the house, and he is not even allowed to bring tea in." ”

Yue'er guessed that this should be the case, so she responded: "I'll take a look"

When she arrived in the backyard, she didn't need to be guided, so Yue'er walked straight to the house where Wang Jingshu lived at the time. Lantern Xiao also asked in surprise: "How can Madame be sure that Gongzi is here?" ”

Yue'er sighed lightly: "It's embarrassing for him, on the one hand, I feel guilty about the little boy, and on the other hand, I still feel sorry for Sister Shu'er, so I came back to repent after making a promise over there." At this time, he felt more sad than anyone else, but there was no one to say. ”

Lantern Xiao was about to knock on the door, but Yue'er stopped: "You should stay at the door"

She personally stepped forward and knocked on the door and called softly: "Brother Ping'er, I'm Yue'er, can I come in?" ”

"Madame, wait a minute, I'll go out."

Brother Ping'er's voice is still hoarse, and it has been like this for the past few days.

The door of the house slowly opened with a squeak, and Brother Ping was dressed in a plain robe, with a white jade pendant on his waist, but there was only a hosta on his head.

Yue'er glanced at him and said, "Don't you need the jade crown in the future?" ”

Brother Ping walked to Yue'er and sat down, took a sip of the tea sent by the girl, looked up at Yue'er and asked, "Madam, if His Royal Highness King Su makes such a move as Young Master Yang one day, how should Madame deal with her own feelings?" ”

Yue'er really thought about it for a while, but she didn't understand it, so she shook her head and said, "I don't understand, so I can't persuade you, so let's skip this matter and let's get down to business." ”

"Madame, please speak"

"Let's put aside our emotions and think about some things for the time being, what do you think is the essence of the attitude of the Zhenguo Mansion towards the Yanwang Mansion now?"

Brother Ping snorted: "Madame already had the answer in her heart when she asked this, and Zheng Rongzi is not an unclear and emotional person." In this matter, their bet is on Su Wangye, and Yan Wangfu is just a sharp sword. ”

Yue'er also smiled: "The Queen Mother insisted on stuffing Cheng Shunxi from Kaiping Wangfu to Yanwangfu, but she was just dividing the power of Suwangfu." ”

Brother Ping nodded: "The prince should know better than us, one day he will transcend emotions to decide, no matter what, I, Zheng Rong, will only stand on the side of the prince, whether I live or die, I have no regrets." ”

"Why are you so determined to trust him?"

Brother Ping smiled again: "Aren't you so determined?" ”

As he spoke, he dipped his hand in tea and wrote a word on the table.

Yue'er leaned up and looked over, it was the word "Qin".

This is a kind of belief, the bloodline left by the Qin family is the only one among the princes who has the bloodline of the Qin family, so they let them follow it desperately, regardless of life and death.

It can be seen what kind of influence the Qin family army and the five tigers of the Qin family had in this world at the beginning, so that a young man who had never witnessed their history at all was willing to follow a person to the death for the sake of their bloodline.

Brother Ping erased the word, and Yue'er said: "I am different from you, I don't talk about the general trend of the world, nor do I talk about the glory of the past." I knew him when I was three years old, and my fate with him was tied together earlier than this, and I didn't have a choice between each other and didn't want to choose, and I was alone in this life, without fear or regret. ”