The Ministry of Rites drafted a charter and sent it to the Imperial Study.

The emperor opened it and looked at it, and said, "Just do it according to this." ”

Gonggong Xu put away the fold, held it to the outer room, and the inner attendant took it over, and then divided it into categories and sent it back to each yamen.

Then he walked under the porch and moved his neck slightly.

The days of stopping the spirit and mourning are almost over.

There are many rules, and it is annoying, and it is not comfortable at all, he is really fed up.

was pondering, and from a distance, Gonggong Xu saw Lin Fan's figure.

Lin Fan walked quickly to the imperial study and gave up his hands with Gonggong Xu.

Gonggong Xu passed the sound and led Lin Fan in.

Lin Fan greeted the emperor and said, "You look a little tired. ”

"I didn't sleep well at night," the emperor rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "What is the matter with you coming to see me?" ”

Lin Fan lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "I heard that the Ministry of Rites has drawn up the agenda for His Royal Highness's funeral, and the minister wants to go to the imperial tomb together and send one to His Royal Highness." ”

"Oh?" The emperor raised his eyes.

Subconsciously, he wanted to ask Lin Fan why.

When the words came to his mouth, the emperor still swallowed them.

Lin Fan took the initiative to mention it, he must have prepared some reasons, and he answered one, two, three, four, maybe none of the four were true.

It's also vain to ask.

"If you leave Beijing, what will happen to the official duties of the Red Guard?" The emperor said.

Lin Fan replied: "Recently, I have only continued to investigate the matter of the spy, and there has been no progress for the time being, and the minister is thinking about waiting for the results of the interrogation of the first-class national teacher." Send the main hall to the imperial mausoleum, and it will only take half a month to go back and forth, and if there is any affairs, other people in the yamen should be able to deal with it. ”

The emperor bowed his head slightly and said, "You let me think about it." ”

Lin Fan should get down and get up and leave.

Gonggong Xu sent him out all the way.

It was rare, Lin Fan slowed down and said to Duke Xu: "I really want to go, and my father-in-law will talk about Xiang Xiang for me in front of the emperor?" ”

"If you can help, the miscellaneous family will help." Grandpa Xu laughed.

Lin Fan thanked him and said, "If the emperor really doesn't agree, I can only stay in the capital." Speaking of which, sending His Highness is my heart, and staying to check on the spies is also my heart, and My Highness should be able to feel my heart. ”

Grandpa Xu read on his lips: "What Grandpa Guo said is extremely true. ”

After reading and saying goodbye, Father-in-law Xu turned around and rolled his eyes and went back to the imperial study.

Deng Guoshi came out of the side hall with a serious face.

Seeing Gonggong Xu coming back, Deng Guoshi asked, "What did the one on the tree say to the emperor?" ”

Gonggong Xu said Lin Fan's request again, and said, "It's weird." ”

Deng Guoshi clenched the dust.

When he arrived at the palace, Deng Guoshi first respectfully said that he would be very attentive along the way and handle everything after death for His Royal Highness.

After listening to him, the emperor said: "Nian Zhi said that he wanted to go together, what does the national teacher think?" ”

Deng Guoshi bowed down and said: "Grandpa Guo is very moved, and the emperor promised him." ”

The emperor glanced at Deng Guoshi twice, noncommittal.

Gonggong Xu glanced at Deng Guoshi in surprise.

Deng Guoshi had to shut up.

He also has no way.

He didn't know the reason for wanting to go together on the tree, but what he thought was that Lin Fan must not be allowed to stay in the capital.

Lin Fan checked the spies one by one, who knows what tricks are hidden.

I heard that a few days ago, Lin Fan had been in and out of the military department to borrow old files, the reason was that he had to know himself and his opponent in order to find out the spies.

What if Lin Fan really found the evidence of "opening his mouth"?

When he Deng Guoshi went to the imperial tomb and left Beijing for half a month, Lin Fan took advantage of his absence to catch the spies with great fanfare.

Yes or no, it's not Lin Fan's mouth?

Any change in Beijing is beyond the reach of Deng Guoshi.

Instead of being caught by Lin Fan with such an opportunity, it is better to go to the imperial tomb together.

Of course, he Deng Guoshi can't reach Jingshi, and Lin Fan can't reach it himself.

Only the rest of the red-clothed guards, without Lin Fan's command, still lacked a breath.

So, he had to get the one in the tree under his nose.

Deng Guoshi was thinking about how to convince the emperor, and the emperor suddenly opened his mouth.

"Okay," said the emperor, "if he wants to go, let him go." ”

Deng Guoshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the day of the funeral, a light snow fell.

The snow quickly turned into rain and dispersed without piling up.

The coffin left Beijing, accompanied by a mighty guard of honor, all the way to the imperial tomb.

On the evening of the eighth day, the guard of honor arrived at the palace at the foot of the mountain where the imperial tomb was located.

It is said that it is a palace, far less expensive than the royal palace, only the empty front and rear halls, for the royal family and officials to rest.

The guard of honor will stop here for one day and then go up the mountain the day after tomorrow.

Lin Fan rested early, and the next day on the fourth watch, when the sky was not clear, he climbed out of the palace wall and left the palace.

After walking for half a quarter, when he arrived at the agreed place, Glaive had already prepared a fast horse.

Lin Fance raised his horse and whipped all the way to Mount Tai.

In the town at the foot of the mountain, Qin Luan and Ah Qin have arrived.

There was no need to follow the guard of honor, the two traveled lightly, and although they left Beijing a few days late, they also arrived yesterday.

There are many pilgrims here, and there are many cultivators.

Qin Luan is dressed in a Taoist robe, which is very common here.

The two compartments met, knowing that time was tight, and hurriedly went up the mountain.

The mountainside goes up further, it is not suitable for horses, the horses stay at the mountain gate, Qin Luan is familiar with the road, and takes Lin Fan all the way to Tianyiguan.

There are scenery everywhere in Mount Tai, but Lin Fan has no intention of watching.

His biological father Zhao Lin fell from a horse here and died, and his biological mother Fang Yu forgot the past and lived here for more than 20 years.

This mountain makes him have mixed tastes.

Until, he saw the plaque of Tianyiguan.

Qin Luan said that among so many Taoist temples in Mount Tai, Tianyiguan is very ordinary, hidden in the high mountains, and there are few pilgrims.

Lin Fan imagined what it would look like.

Quaint, quiet, far from the world.

Until now, he thought, it was a little different from what he had imagined.

It's hard to put into words.

Perhaps, it is not because of Taoism, but because of his timidity in his hometown.

He was anxious to see his birth mother, and he was apprehensive about this meeting.

In case, Mrs. Jingning is not Fang Yu, she is sick, and she can't take him seriously, no matter how carefully she looks, she still can't remember......

All kinds of emotions, mixed hearts.

Qin Luan stopped and turned to look at Lin Fan.

On the surface, Lin Fan's face was as usual, but Qin Luan was keen, and she knew that Lin Fan's heart was very up-and-down.

"Grandpa Guo," Qin Luan said softly, "If the opportunity comes, she must be there." ”

Lin Fan was stunned.

The snow in the mountains has not yet melted, and the sun without temperature peeks out from behind the clouds, and the water vapor turns into fog.

When it was still cold, Lin Fan felt the warmth and kept rolling out from the bottom of his heart.

It is said that he likes to do things in his daily life and grasp everything in his chest, and the opportunity is obviously the opposite of this.

It's so mysterious.

But at this moment, from Qin Luan's mouth, he tasted another taste.

It was fate.

Life experience, family affection, as long as he tirelessly pursues, there must be a day when the fog will be lifted and the dust will settle.

The girl on the tip of his heart must be the same.

Lin Fan pursed his lower lip, stretched his eyebrows, and laughed: "Take me to meet her." ”

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