The procession finally arrived in front of the emperor's mausoleum, and the ceremonial officer began to chant the obituary aloud.

The hundred officials stood in front of the coffin and listened.

Ma Xisheng and Concubine Yuan De sat in front of the mausoleum and listened, but Ma Xisheng was very impatient.

The lengthy funeral consumed all his patience, and after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but pull down Zhao Jichang's sleeve, and Zhao Jichang immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Your Majesty?"

"Is there any movement?"

"The king can rest assured that a net has been laid out."

Ma Xisheng seemed to be a little more patient when he heard this, and he nodded, suppressing his irritability and continuing to listen to the obituary.

At this time, Yuan Defei's eyes looking into the distance retracted slightly, and her fingers clenched on the armrest of the chair.

"Bestow the seal." Finally, the ceremonial officer ended the obituary and sang the next item, and Zhao Jichang immediately picked up Ma Xisheng and came to the coffin, and put a jade pendant on the Chen platform in front of the coffin.

After Ma Xisheng retreated, Concubine Yuan Defei stepped forward with a dark face, and she took off a jade bracelet on her wrist and put it on Chen Tai, but her hands were a little shaky.

Seeing this, Ma Xisheng pursed his lips.

"Hundreds of officials contribute."

In the singing of the ceremonial officer, Ma Xisheng and Concubine Yuan De returned to the high platform, and the hundreds of officials began to step forward one by one to offer treasures in front of the coffin.

Ma Xisheng glanced at Concubine Yuan De, who was pale, at this time, and couldn't help but turn his head over and muttered in a low voice: "Is the mother still angry?" ”

Concubine Yuan De glanced at Ma Xisheng hatefully: "For the sake of the king's name, I don't dare." ”

Ma Xisheng pouted again, no longer looking for boring things to do with Concubine Yuan De.

Concubine Yuan Defei stared at the coffin with her eyes, as if she was jealous, and her face became more and more ugly.

The hundred officials went in turn, and when Peng Ji walked up to put down a jade Buddha, Li Duo, who was following him, muttered in a low voice: "Where is your daughter?" It's not appropriate for her not to come, right? ”

Peng Yu sighed: "I cried and fainted early in the morning, how did I come?" ”

Li Duo shook his head when he heard this: "King Qi is missing, and the future mother-in-law has passed away, which is indeed pitiful. ”

When he returned to Yao Yanzhang to see the other officials paying tribute, Yao Yanzhang turned his head and asked him in a low voice: "General Zhao of the Jingmen Army, where is Governor He?" Why didn't I see it? ”

"I didn't see it either, Lord Zheng and Master Zhang weren't there, and there were no of them in the four guards we discussed last night." Li Duo's answer made Yao Yanzhang frown: "Maybe ...... I'm afraid that someone will be confused, so I ran out at this time and went to guard it! ”

"Etiquette with the concubine, hum, such a drunkard does not mean to drink, no one is a fool, but I want to spend it in peace today!"

"You and I have been greeted, I hope there is no difference." As soon as Yao Yanzhang's words fell, the left eyelid jumped, and he sighed in his heart: No...... Something happened, right?

At this moment, something really happened.

Near the city gate, a group of soldiers dressed as forbidden soldiers suddenly appeared, they covered the mouths of several Confucian scholars, knocked them unconscious, and then put them on sacks and carried them away, so frightened that the surrounding people quickly retreated, and no one dared to speak.

At the same time, the mansions of several officials were forcibly opened, and then some people were gagged, shackled, and forcibly dragged out of the courtyard, leaving a courtyard of panic and pain.

One by one, the bound and knocked unconscious people were thrown into the prison that did not see the light of day, and some people tore off the cloth that gagged their mouths and asked loudly: "Why are you arresting me, what have I done?" ”

The fat eunuch who was standing on the side and supervising glanced at the people around him, and immediately a cell boss rushed in and whipped him, and a ghost cried wolf.

The fat eunuch triumphantly raised his voice and warned him: "Whoever talks too much will be beaten to death!" Dead a few people, nothing. ”

In a word, how much dissatisfaction, confusion, and uneasiness were suppressed.

At this time, in front of the emperor's mausoleum, the funeral finally came to an end.

"The auspicious time has come, enter the mausoleum!"

The coffin was lifted, and with a pile of offerings, slowly entered the mausoleum and headed towards the burial chamber.

The hundred officials looked up and recited the words of blessing together, but they didn't know that not far away, several people who came to report the news had been knocked out and quickly dragged away.

The huge Broken Dragon Stone finally fell, making a deafening sound.

Ma Xisheng glared at Zhao Jichang in disappointment, flicked his sleeves and left, while Concubine Yuan Defei relaxed her shoulders with a relieved face and followed behind stupidly.

In the sound of firecrackers, the funeral was over, and the carriage carrying Ma Xisheng and Concubine Yuan De drove to the palace of Chu under the escort of the honor guard.

The hundred officials scattered, Yao Yanzhang and Li Duo breathed a sigh of relief and untied their belts.

"It's finally over, and there's no chaos."

"yes!" As soon as Yao Yanzhang nodded and answered, the family in the house rushed to him: "Master, it's not good!" ”

"What's wrong?"

"Lord He, Lord Zheng and Lord Zhang, they were all arrested!"

"What?" Li Duo's eyes widened excitedly: "Who caught it?" ”

Jia Ding looked around nervously, and said in a low voice, "It's like the king's guard." ”

Yao Yanzhang and Li Duo changed their faces together, and most of their souls were gone between their eyes.

……

In the courtyard of the Tang Gate's Soul Snatching Room, after Honggu took the scroll from a disciple, she waved her hand to order the disciple to retreat.

She opened the scroll, glanced at the portrait on it, rolled it up and walked into the bathroom.

Grandma was taking a medicinal bath, and although she was closing her eyes at the moment, she was in a state of fake sleep, but the blue tendons on her forehead were bursting up, and the black and purple color on her bare shoulders was as rich as ink.

"Master, the picture scroll has been delivered, but ......" Honggu whispered in her ear: "Look at it." ”

"Oh?"

Grandma opened her eyes, Honggu hurriedly opened the picture scroll, and Grandma frowned after seeing it: "Hey, am I mistaken?" ”

"Seems so." Honggu put away the scroll.

"No, it's better to be meticulous." Grandma instructed: "You take this scroll to the phoenix pheasant's room, let the phoenix lord check it, there is such a person among her outer disciples." ”

"Yes." Honggu went out, and grandma reached out and took a handful of medicinal juice, and closed her eyes again.

Honggu took the picture scroll to the courtyard of the phoenix pheasant's house, and soon Honggu left the courtyard of the phoenix pheasant's house empty-handed.

Soon after she left, a carrier pigeon flew out of the pheasant's house, flew into the sky, and flew into the sky......

It flew and flew, and after three hours, it finally flew to western Sichuan and flew into Mengfu.

A slender strip of silk cloth unfolded in Meng Zhixiang's hand, he pondered for a moment, and then ordered Song Zhi beside him: "Send someone to the palace of the king of Chu and let him paint a portrait of the king by hand." ”

"Portrait?" Song Zhi was stunned: "Isn't that one in our hands wrong?" ”

"It was made by the people of the Tang Sect, and now, I want to be foolproof."

"Understood, I'll arrange it."

As soon as Song Zhi left, Princess Li of Fuqing walked out of the moon gate: "Isn't King Qi dead?" What else does the lord want his portrait to do? ”

Meng Zhixiang stepped forward to support Li: "Be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship, I don't want to wait until the net is closed to make trouble." ”

Li's health is not good, the recent gloom has made her look haggard and spiritual, Meng Zhixiang was afraid that she would be tired, so he helped her to rest on the corridor bench, and as soon as the person sat down, she grabbed Meng Zhixiang's hand and looked up at him: "You...... When do you plan to do it? ”