Actually, there is no need for Li Shu to say, Situ He also knows what to do, after so many twists and turns, he did not look forward to Mo Wen's death like many people, and now Mo Wen suddenly became a corpse in the coffin, seeing Jing Xiaobai kneeling in front of the mourning hall, burning paper money indifferently, his heart hurt more than anyone else. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She really paid attention to Mo, he could see it. Even if he wanted to marry her again, he was still afraid that she would be unwilling. However, the marriage of Princess Daxing Guoyan is not as good as the princess next to her, she represents the dignity of a country, if she is dead to marriage, or no one is sincere to her, he will be her final destination, if she is willing.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have my own measure." Situ He frowned and said to Li Shu.

Li Shu's eyes glanced around in the mourning hall, and then motioned to Situ He: "You look at the second and third elders of the Mo family, it doesn't look like dead brothers, I think they are very happy!" Look at Zuo Xiang again, who said that Old Man Mo is not good for the sick horse, as soon as the sick horse dies, his decadent appearance is not like pretending, like a dead mother...... The old Mo family is really amazing, all of them are breathtaking, tsk......"

I'm afraid that among all the people, only Li Shu can ease up all of a sudden, like a monk who has attained the Tao, if he dies, he will die, and if he is alive, it is an ordinary thing, he still gags, laughs and scolds, Situ He followed his gaze, and sure enough, although Mo Jue and Mo Xun were wrapped in filial piety, they were not so sad, and Zuo Xiang's face was gray.

At this moment, a sudden announcement came from outside: "The envoy of Western Qin has arrived!" ”

The people in the mourning hall were stunned for a moment, this kind of thing happened as soon as Xi Qin sent someone to Daxing, which really damaged Daxing's face, but the incident had happened, and it was impossible to hide it, and the envoy of Xi Qin should naturally come to offer condolences out of courtesy.

As soon as the voice of the report sounded, I saw Nie Ziling, a special envoy of Western Qin, appeared at the door with a few cronies, and many people in the mourning hall had never seen the Western Qin people, and they were all a little surprised when they saw it - the Western Qin people were quite big, Nie Ziling was already tall, and the few cronies who followed him were not shorter than him, but their appearance was slightly ordinary, otherwise, it would really give people the illusion that the Western Qin was tall and handsome.

Not everyone can enter the mourning hall, Nie Ziling stepped into the threshold alone, and the rest of his cronies were waiting outside the door. Nie Ziling looked at the coffin parked in the mourning hall, the texture of the golden silk nanmu was the royal specification, the coffin lid was not closed, and as soon as he walked over, he could see the face of the dead man inside, glowing blue and purple, and he had been dead for a long time.

Seeing the man's face, Nie Ziling was still startled, and instinctively had an urge to retreat, this face grew on the dead man, how did he look at it and feel cold, and then, he remembered that the head on his neck seemed to be almost unkempt, so he calmed down a little. When he saluted the coffin and thought about saying something to Bailijing, he saw that Princess Rongchang was looking at him, her eyes were calm, as if she was exploring, and she seemed to be just watching.

Nie Ziling "chuckled" in his heart, and the gongs and drums rang for a while, and his heart said that there was any flaw exposed? If he dares to make any mistakes, he will definitely die without a place to be buried! Thinking like this, he looked directly into Bai Lijing's eyes, bowed his head respectfully, and said: "Please Princess Rongchang's festival mourning, the spirit of the horse in the sky will not want the princess to be so sad." ”

Bai Lijing, as the surviving person of Mo Wen, faced the envoy of Western Qin, she nodded expressionlessly: "Thank you for the envoy of Western Qin." ”

Her voice was hoarse, and she could hear that she was very tired. With that, she continued to burn paper money into the brazier, not looking at anyone more.

After greeting Zuo Xiang and others for a while, the daughter-in-law of the second and third elders of the Mo family and a few big-voiced relatives cried to meet the situation, Nie Ziling's mission to mourn was completed, and he couldn't continue to stay here for a long time, because he was not as close to the Baili royal family as Situ He, nor could he be as cheeky as Li Shu, he was just an envoy of a neighboring country.

"Lord Nie, please—" The official of the Ministry of Rites greeted him.

Nie Ziling hesitated for a moment before coming to Bailijing's side to say goodbye to her, and did not forget to add: "Princess Rongchang takes care of the phoenix body, if the horse knows, she will be distressed." Nie Ziling, the envoy of Western Qin, took his leave. ”

Bailijing didn't talk again, the mourners who came and went were like watching the flowers, hurrying to come, hurrying to go, the cry in her ears was noisy, like singing, she remembered that her husband was lonely during his lifetime, had no status in the clan, no relatives in the family, no close friends in the court, and the respect she received after her death was only general, and no one was sincere.

After Nie Ziling and the others stepped out of the threshold, Bailijing looked back, she saw a tall figure disappearing behind the door, this back made her concentrate for a moment, it seemed very familiar, and it seemed very distant, she couldn't remember where she had seen it for a while.

Situ He's eyes were always on her, and seeing that there was doubt in her eyes, he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Although Bai Lijing felt guilty about Mo Wen, and even felt bitter after his death, this did not prove that he had nothing to do with the envoy of Western Qin, she had lost too much, she couldn't lose more, she had to verify her suspicions, so she retracted her gaze and whispered to Situ He: "He, Sheng Jing has had too many rights and wrongs recently, maybe someone wants to fish in troubled waters." I don't trust the envoys of Western Qin, maybe my father has sent spies to spy on them, I hope you ......"

"Understood." Before she could finish speaking, Situ He nodded and said, "I'll pay close attention." The attitude of Xi Qin's envoys this time was too courteous, unlike their usual style, and I had long suspected that there was fraud in it. ”

Seeing that she was relieved, he sighed and said, "Jing Xiaobai, pay attention to your own body, the dead are dead, and the living are the most important, don't let me worry." You still have a long way to go, and even if no one is with you, I will always be there for you and never leave. You know what? ”

Bailijing said "um", she wanted to laugh but couldn't, and the corners of her mouth pulled out an ugly arc.

Situ He was even more distressed when he saw her smiling like this, he wanted to put her in his arms to comfort her, but this occasion was not suitable, he couldn't provoke more right and wrong for her, so he had to sigh and return to his original position.

Nie Ziling and the others went out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites invited him to get into the sedan chair, and he unconsciously glanced behind him, although this glance was very ordinary, it was very strange, as if he had something to say to the entourage. Diplomatic envoys are the least likely to make trouble, and the slightest words and deeds will have an impact on the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

The officials of the Daxing Rites Department noticed Nie Ziling's abnormality, and were about to ask, but one of the entourages was clever, bowed slightly and explained to the officials of the Ministry of Rites: "Lord Shilang, before this trip, my country's Bo Xiang once said that a few months ago I saw Princess Rongchang and the concubine at the border with a deep affection, it is really a good couple, and our lord also talked very happily with Princess Rongchang and the concubine at the banquet the night before, thinking that the relationship between the concubine and the princess is enviable, who would have expected this kind of disaster. We adults are a little difficult to accept for a while, and we are a little confused when we unconsciously feel sad from it. ”

This explanation is reasonable, Nie Ziling thought about his situation at the moment, it was indeed sad, and the expression on his face didn't need to be acted, and the waiter of the Ministry of Rites comforted him politely and sent him to the sedan chair.

The moment he put down the sedan curtain, Nie Ziling almost suffocated himself to death, and he was really uncomfortable in the small space, not because he had just seen a dead man, nor because he was acting in public...... He wanted to open the curtain to see what the face of the man walking next to his palanquin was, but he didn't dare, he knew that as long as he dared to open it, his head would really not be saved.

The envoys of the Western Qin to other countries are generally served by officials of the Ministry of Rites or Honglu Temple, and only in special periods such as affinity will there be special envoys, otherwise how can it be his turn to be the head of the imperial dining room to envoy Dongxing? He was now absolutely sure that Bo Xiang was playing with him. Just joke with his little life, even the master dares to die, is this a rebellion?

Obviously separated by a sedan chair, Nie Ziling still didn't dare to come out, for fear of making any movement and upsetting the men outside, how could he dare to sit in a sedan chair and let his master escort him? The only thing he is glad about is that he didn't let his master play the sedan chair man, otherwise, even if he wasn't given death, he himself should honestly hit his head to death.

The reverence of the people of Great Qin for the Great Emperor forced him to be decisive. Nie Ziling knew that the court was not so easy to enter, and he also wanted to turn over in the Nie family and show a few brothers his skills, but he didn't even play well, not everyone can adapt to the changes in the emperor's life and death, one moment sick, one moment laughing, and one moment suddenly died, how strong must those secret guards have to stay by the master's side?

Back at the post house where the envoy was settled, Nie Ziling entered the room, locked the door, and immediately knelt down, no, he lay down, facing a man in ordinary clothes and mediocre appearance.

The other three attendants also knelt on one knee and obeyed the command with solemn expressions.

However, the man had no time to talk to them, and he took up his shirt and sat down on the chair, his heart empty. Just now he stood outside the mourning hall, looking at the silhouette of his wife, red and swollen eyes, snow-white face, he almost couldn't hold back, but he couldn't go up and hug her, he could only let her kneel in front of the corpse, Mo Wen was dead, there was no Mo Wen this person in the world, and he was a stranger to her.

There are a large number of forbidden troops guarding the mourning hall, and the entire Xiangfu has become the most heavily guarded place in Shengjing City, and it seems that Emperor Jingyuan will no longer allow anyone to hurt his daughter, so it is impossible for him to go to see her alone, nor can he take her away under heavy guards.

He originally wanted to get out as soon as possible and propose marriage in a new identity as soon as possible, but he couldn't wait for her to say that he loved him, he didn't have the bottom in his heart, so he didn't leave, Bo Yan couldn't wait, and sent a mediocre person to deal around, forcing him to death, and finally forced her to say that he loved him, but now this situation is in a hurry, and his only bargaining chip is one She loves him.

Will you forgive him? When she knew that he wasn't dead, he was still using her to deceive her even when he faked his death?

There was no way, he had no way back.

The room was quiet, and the few people kneeling down even lowered their breathing, and then they saw the man say loudly: "Nie Ziling." ”

The voice was deep and distant.

"Micro ...... Wechen is here! Nie Ziling's body was prostrate lower, and the tight threads all over his body were suddenly broken, and the head on the neck was spinning.

The man paused, and then spoke with an undoubted word: "Two days later, you enter the palace to see Emperor Dongxing, and bring my handwritten letter." Tell him that the reason for this mission to Dongxing is because I want to make peace with Dongxing......"

Nie Ziling looked up in astonishment: "This ...... This...... Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, although Wei Chen is stupid, but he also understands that when the bones of the Jing Pony are not cold, he asks Dongxing for peace, which will make people suspect that the death of the Jing Pony is ......"

"What did I say, what are you doing, even Bo Yan dares to take over the task of sending you as an envoy, and there are still things in the world that you Nie Ziling dare not do?" The man's face was strangely cold.

Nie Ziling trembled, cold sweat fell straight down, his heart was really killed by Bo Xiang this time, he swallowed his saliva, but he was choked by saliva, and crawled at the man's feet with tears: "Weichen commands!" ”

The man didn't react, thinking of his wife, he sighed softly, his face had softened, it didn't matter if she didn't forgive him, it didn't matter if she didn't marry him, he had to at least remind others, he had set this woman, who had the guts to try it?

"Bring pen and ink." He said as he rolled up his sleeves.

The time could be identified from the ink, and he had to wait two days to round the unfulfilled lies, and the fewer flaws the better.

……

In the early morning of the fifth day after Mo Wen's death, when Baili fell into the palace to discuss countermeasures with Concubine Li, a little eunuch quietly came to report that His Majesty had just received a letter from the Emperor of Western Qin, and he was willing to marry Daxing, so that he would share blessings and woes and be repaired forever.

Concubine Li frowned, and then smiled: "The Emperor of Western Qin came to ask for marriage at this time, isn't he touching the moldy head of the old shrew's mother and daughter?" The palace wants to see which princess in the palace is worthy of the Emperor of Western Qin, is it possible that she wants to marry Western Qin as a concubine? In two years, there will probably only be three princesses of the same age, which is really cheap Concubine Ji Shu, and she picked up a coincidence. ”

After listening to Concubine Li's words, the little eunuch's face was wrong, and Baililuo saw it and reprimanded: "What are you awkward? Speak up! I don't want my tongue anymore, do I? ”

The little eunuch trembled and said: "Back to the noble concubine Niangniang, Princess Luo, the Emperor of Western Qin is not asking to marry the third princess, it is...... It's Princess Jing! ”