White silk hung down on the gate of Yizhou City, and at the same time, white flags were raised and fluttered.

Countless people are running on the streets, most of them have changed into white filial piety clothes, and some are dressing children.

In the blink of an eye, the city was full of vegetarians.

The city of Yizhou was not disturbed, everything was as before, and everything was quickly ready, including the fine coffin.

A coffin was placed at the city gate, and the elders and sages elected by the city collected the corpses of all the people in the palace.

Zhenwu Army was originally going to do this, after all, these people in the palace died very miserably, the corpse capital was mutilated, where had the people seen this kind of scene, let alone put the corpses together, but the people of Yizhou City refused: "The prince and others died for us, of course we have to do our filial piety for him." ”

Pieces of flesh and blood were picked up, pieces of stumps were neatly pieced together, spiced water was carefully wiped off the blood, and the most dexterous embroidery girl in Yizhou City sewed up the corpse.

Their faces were pale, their hands trembled to steady, no one vomited and fainted, only cried, and at last the crying stopped, and the red eyes were preoccupied with the men, women, and children.

The prince's coffin was prepared by himself a long time ago, and it was rare and gorgeous.

With the mourning cry of the elders and sages, hundreds of young people lifted the coffin of the prince and went to the city, and the coffins of the rest of the people in the palace were carried by dozens of people, and the people who lined up in a long line on both sides knelt on the ground and cried, and the paper money in Yizhou in early summer was like snow.

Night fell, the lights were white, and the crying had not yet dispersed.

A few sad and tired old men walked out of the city gate on crutches and saw the soldiers and horses standing solemnly outside the city.

"Have you delivered all the food?" They asked a little at a loss and slightly flustered.

Immersed in the grief of the loss of all the lives of King Zhao's mansion and the busyness, these soldiers and horses forgot about it.

"What kind of food are you going to deliver, and invite them into the city." Someone stomped his feet.

These soldiers and horses have beaten away the rebels to solve the difficulties of Yizhou.

"And you look at them." The stomping man looked out of the city, "We don't pay attention to the invitation, and they don't go into the city, just stand guard outside." ”

It can be seen that it is a strict soldier.

When he stepped forward and heard the invitation, these Yan soldiers still declined.

"We're on guard outside." Middle Five, "Obey orders." ”

The old men glanced at each other, and the last word was the key, the order.

These soldiers have generals, that young lady Wu.

At that time, the strange woman, King Zhao introduced it as Mrs. Wu Shao of Dou County, and everyone was flustered and didn't react, what does Mrs. Wu have to do with these soldiers and horses, plus the prince said strange things again, so she was even more confused.

Now of course, it is straightened out, Mrs. Wu's husband is the general of the Zhenwu Army, and the husband is guarding the capital and letting his wife come to rescue King Zhao, although it still seems that something is wrong there.....

But there is no doubt that this young lady Wu is the leader of the reinforcements, and the leader should be invited to the city as soon as possible, not to mention that she is still a lady, but....

They looked at the place where King Zhao died, and the woman was still sitting there, and she remained motionless from the time King Zhao died, to the time he retracted, to the time he was transported.

There was a guard standing beside him, holding an umbrella even as night fell.

"Young lady or nobody?" They asked.

Zhongwu said: "Yes, the young lady is too sad. ”

So far away a woman led troops to the rescue, and saw King Zhao die with her own eyes, which was even sadder than seeing the corpse one step later, and the old people could understand that grief was a bridge, and this strange woman was much closer to them.

"You can't sit like this all the time." The old man said, "Persuade her." ”

Zhongwu looked over there and was also worried, the young lady seemed to be sad about King Zhao's death, but it didn't seem to be very similar, this feeling was indescribable, in short, the eldest lady was really sad.

He walked over, Fang Er booed and gestured, Fang Er looked back and stared, Zhong Wu pointed to the sky, Fang Er understood what he meant, it was already dark and there was no need to hold an umbrella, he glanced at Li Minglou, the woman covered in clothes and face seemed to have turned into dirt and stone.

"What?" Fang put away his umbrella and walked to the middle five and asked.

"How's the eldest lady?" Middle 5 question.

"I didn't ask." Fang Er said.

Zhong Wu looked at him: "You said something, the eldest lady is so sad." ”

Fang Er said: "What to say?" ”

Say what? Don't be upset? How can you not be sad when you are obviously sad? Do you want to eat or drink, or do you want to go in and rest? Who thinks about that when they're sad.....

Zhong Wu and Fang Er stared at each other.

"If only the Yuan Ye or Kumquat were here." Zhong Wu muttered, "It's okay that Mrs. Wu is here." ”

When a few people in Yizhou City heard this, they understood that these soldiers would be subordinates and men, and they would not comfort the sad women at all.

An old man simply stepped forward and leaned over and choked up and shouted to Mrs. Wu: "It's already like this, young lady mourn." ”

That's already the case.

That's how it is, what if you don't mourn.

Li Minglou's lowered head was raised, she reached out and wiped her face and found that there were no tears, the moment King Zhao died, she fell into a stupor, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know where she was, and she didn't think about anything.

Seeing that Li Minglou's figure moved, Zhong Wu and Fang Er were busy, Li Minglou stood up with his hands on the ground, and said, "Let's go." ”

Fang Er and Zhong Wu immediately responded, the people in Yizhou City were stunned, why did they leave? Hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Young lady, where do you want to go?" ”

Li Minglou said: "King Zhao is dead, so I will naturally go back." ”

An old man leaned over and choked up: "Young lady, King Zhao entrusted us to you before he died, and I hope to have mercy." ”

Others also bowed.

Entrusted? King Zhao said a lot before she died, but she didn't listen to it and forgot it.

"Don't worry, I will leave some soldiers and horses to guard Yizhou City." Li Minglou said, "Fan Yang's army has retreated, and King Zhao's family is all dead, Yizhou is not important to the rebels, and there will be no more armies to invade." ”

The old man said: "Young lady, I know that the situation is urgent now, you have military affairs in your body, we are not afraid of death, but King Zhao has just died, the people of the city are flustered, and I ask the young lady to stay for a while." ”

This time he was going to kneel.

Li Minglou hurriedly helped, and the hand he had been holding loosened, and something rolled down, and I don't know if it was gold or silver hitting the gravel with a clanging sound.

Li Minglou and the old man subconsciously went to look, and there was something bright on the ground in the daz.

Li Minglou remembered, before he died, King Zhao said that he would entrust Yizhou to her, and he also said that this is also entrusted to you, and stuffed something into her hand.

"Young lady, yours, is it a ring..."The old man said, leaned over to pick it up, and subconsciously wanted to wipe it in his hand, but when he saw what was in his hand, he suddenly raised it, and the person also knelt down and let out a low shout, "Your Majesty...."

Your Majesty?

Li Minglou looked at the thing in front of him in the palm of his hand, it was not a ring, but a small square gold and jade seal, because the old man panicked and the seal overturned, and the four small characters of the emperor's seal flickered and dimmed under the light of the torches around him.

Is it the Emperor's Seal?

In ancient times, the first emperor passed down the emperor's seven seals, in addition to the jade seal, the Son of Heaven also held his own six seals, and the emperor's seal was one of them.

In that life, Ankang Mountain rebelled, King Lu hurriedly ascended the throne, took the river as the accompanying capital, and later returned to Beijing, after the robbery of the imperial court lost a lot of things, Xiang Lao Lady mentioned to her that there was the emperor's seal.

But this is not a big deal, Ankang Mountain almost even stole the country, and stealing an emperor's seal is nothing.

Li Minglou stretched out his hand to pick up the seal and looked at it in front of her, although she had never seen the emperor's seal, but since it was given to her by King Zhao, it shouldn't be fake.

It turned out that the Emperor's Seal was not stolen from the capital by Ankang Mountain, but in the hands of King Zhao.