The smell of wine mixed with the smell of the coffin's golden silk nanmu attracted the people in the surrounding wine shops to cover their noses.

"What does it smell like?"

The three young men in black who sat at a table in the corner put down their wine bowls almost simultaneously.

"It smells like corpse, but it's not quite right." One of them said.

If anyone notices, they will notice that the faces of these three young men, hidden in the wide brim, are a little unusually pale.

"Wen Tao, what do you think?"

"It's not dead, someone is rescuing, it should be a master who is proficient in the thirteen disciplines of yin and yang." The man in the middle raised his head, his pale face looked a lot better because of drinking hot wine: "Don't meddle in your affairs, we will take care of the dead people, and the living will have nothing to do with us!" ”

"But Li Xiuyuan ...... him"

"What we promised was Master Zhang Datian, but it wasn't Li Xiuyuan, or His Majesty wouldn't be willing to let us stop the few big tombs in our hands, don't worry about it!"

"Yes!"

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"You charlatan!" Uncle Clan shouted, "Come on, ...... him"

"Oh, what a smell!" A long sigh began, "I'm a little thirsty." ”

"Uncle, do you want to drink some wine?" The Mr. Qi'an smiled and handed the wine bowl in his hand forward, and everyone only saw a hand stretched out from the coffin, which was unusually pale.

"Grandfather!" With the screams of children, the pot exploded, "Corpse!" "In the streets that were still noisy at first, there were only a few people left. Even the relatives of the honor guard staggered a lot, Xu Changshan stood in place with a pale face, watching the young Mr. Yin and Yang help the old father up from the coffin, and then helped him to the side of the street, scooped a large bowl of rice wine for him, mixed with the taste of green onions, it felt strange when he thought about it, but the old father still drank it.

"It's delicious, one more bowl!"

"One more time!"

……

After a few bowls, the old father burped with a ruddy face: "Thank you Mr. for taking care of me." ”

"It's okay, this wine belongs to the owner of this silk village, and the old man should thank him."

The owner of the silk village, whose face was still a little pale, looked over with a little joy......

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Walking through the long bamboo corridor, Cui Jing looked at Cui Yuandao, who was sitting alone in the bamboo pavilion at the end of the corridor, and could vaguely see the mark of cinnabar on Cui Yuandao's eyebrows.

In just a hundred steps, he has come to the front: "Grandfather! "Bow down.

"Sit down!" Cui Yuandao's gaze swirled around the bookbag beside him, "Just came back from Guozijian?" I remember you had a class this afternoon. ”

"I'm taking a leave of absence." Cui Jing sat down and smelled the wine, it was the smell of rice wine, "Because I heard about something, but it seems that my grandfather knew it earlier than I knew." ”

The old father of the crown prince Xu Changshan came back to life on the way to the funeral.

"What a coincidence!" Cui Yuandao sighed as if he had no intention.

Yes, what a coincidence, according to the old lady of the Wei family, it was no more than five days since she died and returned, and in just five days, another person died and came back to life. Since ancient times, it has been a sensational thing to deceive corpses, but in such a short period of time, for two days in a row, it is almost possible to meet what kind of uproar will be set off in Chang'an City.

However, compared with the talk of the people, I am afraid that the turmoil in the court is even worse.

"Qiao Huan and Cheng Lisheng have been fighting for so many years, I originally thought that the Zhang family had been brought down, and Cheng Lisheng had the upper hand, but I didn't expect that there would be such a move!" Cui Yuandao sighed, "It's alive, he can think of it!" ”

"Grandfather is saying that the rumored Mr. Qi'an is Qiao Huan's person?" Cui Jing looked at the cloudy wine soup and his thoughts suddenly rose.

"Whether it's a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement, at least this time it's Qiao Huan who wins." Cui Yuandao laughed, "I underestimate Qiao Huan, the dynasty can still set off such a big storm for so long, in this way, not only Jiang Han has been rescued, but I am afraid that Xu Changshan will fall to his side." ”

"Grandfather, can you check the soul of that old lady of the Wei family?" Cui Jing was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, "I always feel that there should be a master who is proficient in the thirteen disciplines of yin and yang to help behind me. ”

"Since that person dares to do it in front of us, it means that sooner or later he will jump to the bright side, and I will wait and see, real gold is not afraid of fire, how can the pearl be dusted? There will always be a day when it will appear. Cui Yuandao chuckled, "My Boling Cui clan is planning for a long time, so I don't have to enter the game early." ”

"Yes." Cui Jing replied in a low voice, looked up, and saw that the cinnabar in the center of his grandfather's eyebrows was engraved between his eyebrows, just like the red of the Bodhisattva's eyebrows in the Buddha Hall, how many people remember that Guanyin Bodhisattva was originally a man!

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At night, it was a thunderstorm again, Lu'an drove the carriage through the rain, the rain poured down, even if he was wearing a wide hat, there was still not much dry place on his body, the carriage stopped in front of the right minister Qiao Huan's house, Lu'an jumped out of the carriage: "My lord, it's here!" ”

He Taiping walked out of the carriage, an umbrella was swaying, and he stepped on the ground, his shoes were mostly wet, this was not a travel day, but he had to come.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door, whether it was He Taiping or Lu'an, there was a sense of familiarity, not long ago, it was also a rainy day, and they knocked on the door of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion overnight.

Inviting people. The low voice did not shy away from him, and He Taiping entered the house: Qiao Huan, Qi Xiuming, and Jiang Han were all in the house.

Seeing him coming, Jiang Han nodded to Qi Xiuming, and Jiang Han continued: "This time, thank you so much, Qiao Xiang, if it weren't for me, Qi Xiuming's position as the crown prince would have won." ”

He Taiping couldn't sit still: "General Jiang hasn't heard of it?" ”

"What?" Jiang Han was stunned.

He Taiping glanced at Jiang Han with a strange face: "Xu Changshan's father was alive on the way to the funeral. ”

"What?" Jiang Han looked over with a shocked expression.

Qi Xiuming and Qiao Huan over there didn't have much difference on their faces, and they thought they had received the news early in the morning.

"You mean you lived on the way to the burial?" Jiang Han was still a little incredulous, "This ...... It's incredible. ”

"It's incredible." He Taiping inexplicably thought of the return of the old lady of the Wei family not long ago, how many people were frightened, this time it was in public, and they could almost meet how appalling the scene was at that time.

"Speaking of which, who is this Mr. Qi'an? Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he helped us a lot. Qi Xiuming sighed with emotion, "I never thought there would be such a trick." Lord Xu's father actually lived. ”

"In that case, what should Lord Xu do?" He Taiping had a full question to ask, "What about Jing Yun?" ”

"What should I do?" Qiao Huan opened his mouth and laughed, "Since Xu Changshan's father is still alive, he naturally doesn't need Ding Wei, he should still be the crown prince, as for Jing Yun, Your Majesty's will has not been made, who knows?" ”

"But I heard that Jing Yun's banquet to celebrate the ascension has been held, this is ......" Jiang Han scratched the back of his head, "How should this be?" ”