Twenty-eight: The Emperor's Death

The emperor of Yingzong came in a mighty way. The towering ancient trees of Xiaoling, the deep green land is like ink, lined with bright yellow sedan chairs, which is particularly thrilling.

When he saw Jian Huaizhen, he was slightly stunned, and only after a while did he say, "Grandma Huang, why did you also come to this grandfather's filial piety mausoleum?" This old woman ......."

He looked at Chu Liuyan lying in front of the filial piety mausoleum, and his heart was terrified: This old woman, who is already so old, is still making trouble in the filial piety mausoleum? Could it be that Yu Qian's power is really so big?

Jian Huaizhen didn't reply, let the rain splash on his face, let out a long sigh, and said quietly: "She is the first queen of the Ming Dynasty, the queen of the imperial grandfather." She is Chu Liuyan, who followed the emperor's grandfather in the past to fight the world and level the world. "Her attitude was extremely deferential.

Yingzong never thought that the old woman who had died in front of him would be such a powerful figure. I can't imagine that after so many years, she is still in the world. Chu Liuyan, like Xu Da, Liu Bowen and others in the past, has already lived in the legends of later generations.

Yingzong was quite embarrassed for a while. He had also heard a little about the relationship between the Zhu family's royal family and Chu Liuyan, but Chu Liuyan actually scolded Zhu Yuanzhang in front of the people of the world in front of Xiaoling, if he was not punished, how would the royal face exist? How can you give an explanation to the people of the world?

Jian Huaizhen was well versed in his thoughts, and said lightly: "People are already dead, what else can they do?" Moreover, the grandmother's mother-in-law has a miraculous contribution to the Ming Dynasty. Whatever she's done, it's worth it. ”

Yingzong didn't expect that Chu Liuyan was actually Jian Huaizhen's ancestral mother-in-law, his face changed for a while, his eyes were a little cold, and he finally gave up, and said: "What the imperial aunt and grandmother said is very true, everything will be done according to what you say." Yingzong was quite jealous of Jian Huaizhen in his heart, and he also had some scruples, but now that he has re-ascended the throne, the traitors are in power, and the people's hearts are unstable, and he needs the support of Jian Huaizhen, a respected imperial aunt and grandmother, in order to appease the world and contain Cao Jixiang, Shi Heng and other traitorous ministers. Yes, he obeyed Jian Huaizhen's words.

Jian Huaizhen was about to collect the bones for Chu Liuyan, when he suddenly heard a mournful singing voice. The singing is intermittent, like the wailing of a painting corner in the middle of the night, and like the sound of a night leak ticking and falling, which is so sad that people can't bear to hear it. Her face was solemn, knowing that Long Yuping was coming.

Sure enough, the wind moved, and Long Yuping, who was dressed in gray clothes in the rain curtain, and Shen Mingfeng, a guest in green shirts, came hand in hand, followed by Fang Yu, who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Long Yuping lamented and stepped forward. She didn't look at Yingzong or others, she just walked in front of Chu Liuyan's body, knelt down, her face was mixed with joy and sorrow, and said in a low voice: "Master, you have been wandering in this world for more than 70 years, and now you can finally go without regrets, and you can see your old people again, but it is really good, very good." ”

After that, she turned her head and said to Jian Huaizhen: "Zhen'er, Brother Shen and I are going to take Master's corpse to Zhongli to be buried with Master Xu, let's say goodbye." After speaking, he picked up Chu Liuyan's body and walked away with Shen Mingfeng.

The rain became heavier and heavier, like a waterfall pouring down from the sky, falling to the ground and turning into jade pieces. The Purple Mountain is windy and yellow. The figures of Long Yuping and Shen Mingfeng disappeared between the pavilions and pavilions in an instant. Looking at it from afar, the momentum of filial piety is extraordinary, just like the coiling dragon and the cangyi, the palace and the pavilion, the pavilion is connected. The stele pavilion of the sacred merit monument of the Ming Dynasty filial piety mausoleum stands in front of you, reflecting the pine and cypress, which makes people feel desolate and sad more and more.

I don't know when, Nangong Jiuzhong has already walked in. She walked to Jiang Shaoheng's side and whispered a few words. The sound of the rain was very loud, and Jiang Shaoheng still heard it. He frowned slightly, stepped forward, helped Jian Huaizhen up, and said, "Let's go." ”

Jian Huaizhen nodded in response, his eyes flushed with blood. Jiang Shaoheng said a few more words to her. Fang Yu stood behind everyone, unable to hear what the two were saying. It's just that when I saw that their expressions were quite intimate, I suddenly felt a desolation in my heart, and for a moment, I felt that my heart was as empty as this century-old tomb.

Jian Huaizhen and Jiang Shaoheng walked side by side in front of Fang Liao, Jian Huaizhen glanced up at Fang Liao, there was a little more warmth in his eyes, and said, "Has your poison been cleared?" ”

Fang Xiao nodded, and said a little indifferently: "Yes." ”

"That's good." She said. The tone of her voice made him feel that the distance between them was far, far away, like between two high mountains, looking white and mist, and there was no end in sight.

Jian Huaizhen frowned slightly, and said to Yingzong: "Your Majesty, Fang Yan'er came to report that it was you who killed Yu Qian, which aroused the anger of the heroes in the rivers and lakes. There are already several gangs that have formed an alliance and are coming to kill you. In addition, there is a killer organization that sends out the killer to take your life. On your way back to Beijing from Nanjing, I am afraid that there will be many crises. ”

When Yingzong heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and his face showed panic. He had been taken captive by Warat for eight years, during which he was tortured and suffered, so he took the matter of life and death seriously. Thinking of the way from Beijing to Nanjing, there was only one Yun Xinu to protect him, and he couldn't help but ooze a little cold sweat on his forehead.

"Grandma Huang, you ...... Can you escort me back? He asked Jian Huaizhen rather hesitantly. In his heart, he was looking forward to her escorting him back to Beijing, but because of his status as the king of a country, he had not seen Jian Huaizhen for more than 20 years, and his heart was naturally unfamiliar. Coupled with the deaths of Yu Qian and Bai Qingqing, there was a rift between the aunt and nephew, so he tried to ask as plain as possible.

Jian Huaizhen's eyebrows frowned slightly, like a bright and light last quarter moon. She hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "I will escort you back to Beijing." When you go back, you must be a good emperor. ”

In Yingzong's heart, a warm current arose. He nodded solemnly, his eyes full of sincerity, and said, "Follow the teachings of the imperial aunt and grandmother." ”

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The people stayed in the palace in the tomb of filial piety. Jian Huaizhen expected that the way home would inevitably be full of dangers, so he discussed the deployment on the way with Jiang Shaoheng, Nangong Jiuzhong and others as early as possible. She knew in her heart that Fang Yu had an irresolvable hatred for the Zhu family in the Ming Dynasty, so she didn't invite him over. But he didn't want to, he came with Lan Jing and Nangong Jiuzhong.

Jian Huaizhen's face was uncertain, and he finally asked in a low voice, "Brother Fang......"

On Fang Xiao's cold face, a smile flashed, and he said, "I understand what you want to say." It's just that now that the enemy is present, what else is there between you and me? What is the hatred and hatred? You protect the emperor, not only because you are a member of the Zhu family, but also because you expected that if something happened to the emperor, the warats who were eyeing the emperor would definitely take the opportunity to invade, and it would be the people of the world who would suffer. ”

Jian Huaizhen never thought that Fang Xiao, who had not seen each other for decades, and who was as cold as ice rock and iron-hearted in the past, was so reasonable now, and his heart was moved, and he said softly: "Thank you, Brother Fang." ”

Fang Xiao's face was as usual, but his heart was surging like a huge wave of the river and sea. Jian Huaizhen said "Brother Fang", which made him feel that the distance between the two was suddenly closer.

Lan Jing saw it on the side, her nose opened slightly, and she snorted heavily. Although she was jealous that Jiang Shaoheng was good to Jian Huaizhen, seeing that Jian Huaizhen and Fang Xiaozhong were in full view, you came and went between words, and there was a lot of sympathy for each other, but in her heart, Jiang Shaoheng was not worthy, so she deliberately made a voice.

Jian Huaizhen knew her intentions, but she didn't break it, she pulled the tips of her hair, and said softly: "This time I returned to Beijing, and I have a long way to go to protect the emperor. Yan'er, tell us about the forces that are currently deliberately killing the king. ”