In the mourning hall, Hua Rou, who was keeping vigil, was inexplicably nervous when she watched Tang Chop with a jade cong in her hand appear in front of her.

"You're ......"

"Grandma has made it clear before that you are the new owner, this is a symbol of the identity of the owner, please accept it." Tang Shu said and sent Yu Cong forward.

Hua Rou looked at Yu Cong, and was in a trance for a while.

"Grandma, she...... Agree with me? ”

"Well, in fact, there is no way for her to disagree, you obviously won the vote, not to mention ...... You've also been passed on. Although Tang Chu is a fan of his grandmother, his fair and fair temperament and persistence still made him choose to tell the truth.

"What about you...... Trust me? ”

Tang was stunned, and then faintly said: "It doesn't matter whether I trust you or not, the important thing is that you remember your promise." ”

Hua Rou straightened her waist immediately when she heard this, she took a deep breath, and stretched out her hands to take it.

"Wait!" At this moment, Mu Junwu rushed in.

"Jungo?" Hua Rou was surprised by his obstruction, and as soon as Mu Junwu came to Hua Rou's side, he naturally grabbed her hand and pressed it down, turning his head to look at Tang Shu: "Succeeding the master of the door is a big deal, and there should be disciples to watch the ceremony." It would be too rash to do so. ”

Tang Shu frowned and said: "But the poison lord must preside over the coffin ceremony when he is buried tomorrow, if the succession ceremony of the door master is held before the burial, I am afraid that it will be too hasty, and I am afraid that it will ...... delayed the auspicious time for the burial of the poison master. ”

"Then aren't you afraid of delaying the future of the Tang Sect?"

Tang Shu was stunned, silent and unable to answer.

Seeing this, Hua Rou pulled Mu Junwu, shook her head lightly at him and said softly, "I don't care about the ceremony. ”

The deceased is the greatest, she feels that she is wronged at all, the important thing is not to miss the good time of the poison master.

Mu Junwu objected: "But if you want all the people of the Tang Sect to obey your orders, this ceremony is indispensable!" ”

Hua Rou pondered—she really hadn't thought about it.

After Mu Junwu patted Hua Rou's hand twice at this time, he turned to Tang Shu again: "Tomorrow I will complete the succession ceremony first, and the poison lord will be buried one day later." ”

"No, let's bury the master first, and then hold the succession ceremony!" Hua Rou objected, but this time Tang Shu objected to her: "The poison lord has always focused on the great cause of the Tang Sect, Mu Junwu is right, it is more important to hold the succession ceremony of the door master first, and bury one day later, I believe that the spirit of the poison lord in the sky will also understand." ”

"But ......"

Mu Junwu interrupted Hua Ju and said: "Just do it, everything should be based on the overall situation." ”

Hua Rou's face was entangled, and Tang Shu put away Yucong: "Focus on the overall situation, and I will deliver it by myself tomorrow." ”

Tang Chu hugged the box and bowed slightly, and left quickly.

"Jungo ......"

"Hua Rou, believe me, this is the right decision."

Hua Rou looked at the coffin with anxiety when she heard this, and Mu Junwu held her hand tightly: "The poison lord has fulfilled you, not only to make you well, but also to take the Tang Sect to a path of goodness." ”

Hua Rou nodded vigorously when she heard this: "I know." ”

Mu Junwu took Hua Rou into his arms, patted her gently on the back, comforted her and reminded: "So from now on, you must have a judgment of priority in every step." ”

"Hmm."

"There is no true perfection in the world, all you can do is be worthy of your heart."

Hua Rou gently withdrew from Mu Junwu's arms, and looked at him with both eyes and nodded solemnly: "Well, I know, I will definitely think more about it in the future." ”

Mu Junwu looked at her eyes and said distressedly: "No matter what, I will support you." ”

……

"Knock" The door knocked, and Zhao Fuchun, who had already rested, sat up, stared at the door and said nervously: "Who?" ”

No one answered the door, but there was a knock on the door, and it knocked three times in a row.

Zhao Fuchun's expression was relieved, and the person immediately got up and got out of bed, and opened the door with a rickety, and the little eunuch with tears in his eyes immediately got into the house.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Fuchun was a little puzzled, and more uneasy—he had obviously sent the news before.

"There's a change." He frowned and said in a low voice: "Just now, Changfu Gong Bus said on our behalf that the general must be taken down as soon as he arrives at the king's bedroom. ”

"What?" Zhao Fuchun straightened his waist in shock, and the little eunuch said again: "You say, who is this general?" Without the summons of the king, he would not have been to the harem dormitory even if he was angry again! Why are they so sure? ”

Zhao Fuchun's eyes narrowed: "The treasure in my heart is ruined, and I must be anxious." ”

"But it's a foregone conclusion, he can't change the result and will cause trouble, won't he not understand?"

"Understand and understand, but if you are very angry, you will also be dizzy."

"Then it's bad, if he goes to the king, he can ......"

"Punish him and remove him from his military power." After Zhao Fuchun said this, he glanced at the little eunuch, and the eyes of the two were full of uneasiness.

"Zhao Jichang's miscellaneous crumbs, his head is bright." Zhao Fuchun muttered, and the little eunuch had anxiously begged for advice: "Then what now?" ”

Zhao Fuchun hooked his hand, and the little eunuch immediately attached his ear to the past, and Zhao Fuchun explained a few words to him in this way, and the little eunuch nodded frequently, and his eyes became steady.

After a short time, the little eunuch left quickly, and after he left, Zhao Fuchun thought a little, hurriedly grabbed his clothes and walked out.

A night can be long, or a night can be short.

It was only an hour, and the sky was already white, and the closed palace door was opened.

Liu Yanyao, who was shrinking in his own carriage, saw that the palace gate had been opened, and immediately helped the little servant to get out of the carriage and rushed to the palace gate.

"Yo, the general is here early!"

A usual politeness, Liu Yanyan will also accompany him two sentences on weekdays, but at this moment, he was so anxious that he had no time to pay attention to it.

Seeing this, the eunuch who opened the door hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

Liu Yanyan was in a trance and hurried forward, not paying attention to where he was going, and only when he inadvertently looked up and saw the solemn black and cyan walls on both sides of the road, he suddenly woke up.

He had a look of surprise on his face, hurriedly retreated, hurriedly exited the corridor, and after gasping several times at the palace gate to adjust his mentality, he stepped on the steps to the front court.

He remembered that he was a courtier, and remembered what kind of trouble might be brought by encroachment, but when he thought of his daughter, his heart was mixed with anger and pity, so that the more he forbeared, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more he staggered.

"This person's life is blessed, I thought she was going to make a fortune, but unexpectedly, ......" Suddenly, there was a discussion not far away.

"Isn't it? A good person, if you say no, you don't, I'm afraid that it will be buried at this time. ”

Buried? Buried!

Liu Yanyan panicked, immediately turned his head and ran down the stairs, shouting at the two eunuchs who were talking about it as he ran: "What are you talking about? Who buried it? ”