In Bianliang City, Tokyo, I don't know when, it started to drizzle.

Between heaven and earth, there is a slightly cold and misty atmosphere!

And at this moment, in the Great Song Palace:

"Father~, Father~! Please stop your anger, Father! And don't be so angry!

If the father insists on doing so, he can eliminate the thunder and anger, and the child is willing to lead the army on behalf of his father to put down the bandits in Gwangju. But now, the child thinks: The Gwangju bandits are gone, and there is no need to make such a big move for the time being!

And the aftermath of the Gwangju disaster, pacification and bringing the second brother back to the capital safely are the most important things.

Father, please think twice~...! ”

On the Jinluan Palace, the third prince Zhao Yuankan couldn't kneel, crying bitterly and tears.

"Please think twice, please calm your anger; And don't be angry and hurt the dragon's body.

What the three princes said was extremely true, and the ministers also thought that the top priority at the moment was to bring back His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, rebuild the local authority system in Gwangju, pacify local officials, and compensate the dead and wounded soldiers of our Great Song Dynasty...! ”

"Minister, reconsideration!"

"Minister, also reconsider...!"

Cheng Yu, Chen Congxin, Zhang Ping, Jia Yan and other important ministers also came out one after another, kneeling down to admonish!

"Hoola...";

In the hall, all the civil and military officials knelt down in unison:

"Your Majesty, the ministers are reconsidering! Please think twice about my lordship! Please take care of the dragon's body, your lord! ”

"You guys! You guys...! ”

Facing the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty who couldn't bow down and kept begging him to think twice, Zhao Guangyi gradually calmed down his anger and calmed down.

He slowly sat back in the dragon chair and said slowly:

"Get up, Cheng Aiqing, Zhang Aiqing, this matter will be handled by the two of you.

Ordered Shi Baoxing, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Forest Forbidden Army and the former deputy commander of the palace, to lead 50,000 tiger troops to Gwangju to protect the prince! Also, let my purple-clothed dragon guard, hurry up and take the lead! ”

"The emperor is sage, and the ministers obey the order!"

Hearing this, all the civil and military officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and they all agreed to receive the order.

And at this moment, outside the hall, there was a sudden herald messenger who rushed into the temple in a panic:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, just now, bad news came from the Hubu Shangshu Mansion: the left servant shot Zhao Pu Zhao, he, he... After he was shocked to hear about the death of Gwangju, he was overly sad and angry, and he vomited blood and died...! ”

"What! My Zhao Aiqing he, he~...!

Hurry, hurry~! Starting from the Household Department Shangshu Mansion, I want to see my Zhao Aiqing, I want to see Zhao Aiqing go...! ”

The obscene rain is thick in autumn; Is it a thing or a person?

In the Hubu Shangshu Mansion: Zhao Guangyi's rare eyes were full of tears, his hairpin was silver and white September chrysanthemum, and he solemnly worshiped Zhao Pu who was lying quietly in the coffin.

After the ceremony, Zhao Chengzong, the eldest son of Zhao Pu, who was full of filial piety, and his family and the rest of Zhao Pu's heirs, all bowed down with sad faces.

After the ceremony, Zhao Chengzong took out a suicide note stained with his father's blood from his arms and handed it to Zhao Guangyi:

"Your Majesty, this is the bloody suicide note that my father and his old man instructed me to hand over to you in my own hands, saying that it is a very important matter, so I must hand it over to you!"

"Alas, Zhao Aiqing is really dedicated to me and died! I took it. ”

Zhao Guangyi took the suicide note with a long sigh and continued:

"Old Prime Minister Zhao is high-spirited, loyal to the king, worried about the country and the people, and endlessly until death, he is really a rare virtuous minister in ancient times!

I want to posthumously crown Zhao Aiqing as [loyal to the King of Han], and the title of descendant is hereditary, and he enjoys the first-class princely title!

Zhao Chengzong, look, if you still have any requests and ideas, you can talk to me, as long as I can do it, I will agree! ”

"This...?"

After Zhao Chengzong heard this, he was flattered and hurriedly knelt down and said:

"Thank you, Lord Longen, the emperor's grace is vast, and the ministers are grateful, and they are terrified! Wechen is here to thank the Lord for his father! ”

After bowing his head several times and thanking him, Zhao Chengzong continued:

"My father said on his deathbed, be loyal and dutiful, and do the duty of a courtier, and don't be delusional because of this! For today's father's funeral, Weichen has been assisted by the grand care and ceremonies of His Royal Highness the Third Prince! If you have the reputation of your emperor again, so royal kindness, how can Weichen still have delusional thoughts? Wechen, thank you, Lord Longen! ”

"Thank you, Lord Long... Thank you, Lord Long..."!

Zhao Chengzong said, behind him, the orphaned family members of Zhao Pu, who were all filial piety, also bowed and kowtowed to Zhao Guangyi to thank him!

"Alas..., there is no need to be so polite, let's mourn and change...!"

Zhao Guangyi sighed, hid his face sadly and turned to say goodbye, but he inadvertently glanced at his third son Zhao Yuankan, and the appreciation and approval in his eyes were beyond words...!

In the middle of the dragon, Zhao Guangyi opened the suicide note, and on the blood-stained suicide note, several lines of trembling seal characters appeared:

'The death of the people, the disaster of the ancients! Treasures are in the world, and demons are dancing! Nine yin and nine yang, confusing the common people, Jiuhua does not come out, who will settle the world? ’

"Is this...?"

In front of Zhao Guangyi's eyes, the miserable white and hideous face of his second brother, Emperor Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, suddenly appeared:

"Ah, third brother, I'm so uncomfortable: third brother, you..., you're so good, so good...!"

"Ah, second brother, no...!"

He suddenly struggled to break free from the momentary state of stupor, gasping for breath, and before he knew it, cold sweat had soaked his dragon robe!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you alright?" At the right time, the concerned voice of Gao Qiong, the chief manager of the inner chamberlain, sounded from outside the dragon!

"Well, I'm fine, maybe I've been worrying too much recently, especially Zhao Aiqing's sudden death, which I didn't expect, I was a little overworked, I just took a break inadvertently, and now it's okay...!"

Zhao Guangyi responded a little absent-mindedly.

"Your Majesty, you have to pay attention to the dragon body, it's okay, well, the old slave also thinks that Lord Zhao is too hurried and sudden!

However, the old slave did hear that when Lord Zhao left, colorful thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, as if someone in the mortal world snooped on the heavens and angered the heavens.

Moreover, after Lord Zhao left, his two daughters: Zhao Volunteer and Zhao Zhiying both became nuns, and it seemed that they were going to bear the burden of crossing the cause and effect of their father...! ”

"Hey~ old man, hearsay, not to be believed! It's just that if there is really a virtuous woman who is filial and cuts her father's hair to become a nun, you can arrange it and donate more incense money to help them do great good! ”

In the dragon chariot, Zhao Guangyi, whose face was quite moved and his words were still flat, whispered unhurriedly;

"Yes, the old slave understands...!"

Outside the dragon chariot, Gao Qiong agreed, and in the eyes of the two cold blades, suddenly, there were wisps of faint red light...!

Seven days later, the funeral ceremony of the Hubu Shangshu Mansion [loyal to the King of Han], with the assistance of the third prince Zhao Yuankan, was solemn, solemn and dignified!

On this day, the whole world is sad, and half of the Great Song Dynasty is rarely in the same drizzle!

And on this day, the entire imperial capital city was in an atmosphere of compassion and sorrow, with all the people empty and all industries closed!

Thousands of people, everyone has hairpins and white chrysanthemums. In their own ways, they are remembering and paying tribute to this loyal and virtuous minister who has gone through two dynasties, loves the people like a son, and worries about the country and the people!

And that night, Zhao Pu's second son, Zhao Chengxu, was in the middle of the night, wearing a black cloak and covering his whole body with the appearance of a mysterious person, escorted by two henchmen, knocked on the door of Liu Mengsuo's mansion in Fang Langzhong.

"Big brother, who are you?" In the secret hall, seeing Zhao Chengxu dressed like this, Liu Mengsu couldn't help but be a little surprised!

"Brother Xian, the stakes are very high, and I have to be cautious for my brother, you see, this is a letter from my father to your Liu Mansion when he was dying!

My father commanded:

"This testament must need Liu Xi's ancient friends and relatives to know and open!

In addition, there is a baby girl's small shoes and half a phoenix hairpin, which my father said was a token, so I asked me to find an opportunity to hand it over to you and others as soon as possible.

My father also said that back then, for special reasons, he gave perjury on behalf of your father, and the charred baby corpse was not her sister's at all; I don't know where your father found the corpse of a dead baby disguised as one...! ”

While speaking, Zhao Chengxu took out a small package with multiple layers from his arms.

After opening the layers of letters, a beeswax sealed letterhead was exposed; A small and exquisite, delicate gold silk silk delicately sewn with a dragon and phoenix auspicious background and a beautiful pattern of flowers and flowers.

In addition, it is a half-cut, only the lower part of the crested hairpin!

"This is? Could it be? This baby girl's shoes are my sister's thing? ”

In Liu Mengsuo's mind, he suddenly returned to that stormy night sixteen years ago:

Father Liu Xigu suddenly came back from outside, holding a newborn baby girl in his arms, with a solemn and joyful face, and personally wrote the name of the baby girl, in the order of the descendants of the ancestor of the Liu family, ranked among him and his brother Liu Mengzheng, named Liu Mengyu!

Seeing that the baby girl was pink and chubby, her big eyes were as crystal clear as black gems, and she was overflowing with the spirit of fluid, which was still very pitiful and lovely!

At that time, what the brothers liked was simply holding it in their hands for fear of touching it, and holding it in their mouths for fear of heat, and once became the most precious treasure of the family!

Regarding the origin of this baby girl, the brothers only care about loving her, and do not care about her origin or who her mother is! As long as this beautiful and extraordinary baby girl is their sister!

I remember that at that time, I vaguely remembered that my father said that the baby girl was an adopted daughter or something, and the two brothers didn't believe it. I always thought that this baby girl was actually the crystallization of her father's affair outside!

Unfortunately, soon after, the baby girl disappeared. The father reasoned that the baby girl suddenly fell ill with a severe plague and died violently. For fear of infecting others, the body was disposed of with fire, and then sent people to bury it in the back mountain of the West Mountain outside the city.

At that time, Uncle Zhao Pu, who had a good personal relationship with his father, also testified that it was indeed true.

But at that time, the two brothers naturally didn't fully believe it, and after asking the person assigned by their father to bury their sister, they found the place that their father said. After the two brothers dug up the small grave in grief, they really found the body of a baby who had been burned to charcoal.

But not long after this incident, my father also died suddenly and mysteriously. The matter of his sister Liu Mengyu, many years have passed, and it has always been a lingering pain in the hearts of him and his eldest brother, and even on the day when his father hugged his sister back every year, the two brothers would take sacrifices to their sister's small grave to pay respects.

It's been more than ten years, if my sister is alive, now is the most beautiful and happiest jasper years in the girl's family!

Today is also the day when he went to worship his little sister, and after returning home, he has not yet immersed himself in sadness! There was a mysterious and cautious visit from his old friend Zhao Chengxu.

The little shoes of the baby girl, naturally, immediately aroused his unforgettable thoughts about his little sister who unfortunately died at an early age!

Hearing Uncle Zhao Pu's last words and taking these items, Liu Mengsu couldn't wait to open the secret letter.

"Sure enough!"

"Sure enough!"

After reading the secret letter, the obscure and depressed heartache that has accumulated for many years will also disappear and melt like the first snow in spring!

After sending off his old friend Zhao Chengxu, he hurriedly shouted to his little boy:

"Zhao Hu, Zhao Hu!"

"Hey, sir, the little one is here, what do you command?"

After the crisp childish voice, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old and rather eccentric-looking little maid trotted all the way to him like a little whirlwind.

"Zhao Hu, early tomorrow morning; No, pack up now, take a few house slaves with you, and go to the front room to get five hundred taels of silver, ah no! One thousand taels, huh! I'm afraid it's not enough?

Withdraw two thousand taels. That's right, two thousand taels of silver, I'll leave overnight to pick up our baby lady and go home! ”

"What, sir, I heard you right, did I? What is going to pick up our baby lady back home? ”

Zhao Hu was stunned by the crazy words of the old man Liu Mengsuo, and asked cautiously.

"Oh, of course I heard you right, I asked you to set off overnight, according to the address on this letterhead, to pick up the eldest lady, my own sister Liu Mengyu, back home.

Remember that, you must be generous! Don't be reluctant to spend money and be looked down upon.

Also, after receiving the miss, what she likes, what she likes to eat, what she wears, and she must meet the requirements of the miss...! ”

In Liu Mengsu's chatter, the little maid Zhao Hu took the letterhead, but saw a few speculative words written on it:

Xigu relics, the body of Jiuhua; Shun Tian obeys the order, the ancient and the present! Yantian flies across, the sea of clouds Buddha light, dead wood in spring, Wudang Peak West!

"Master, what does this mean, I—I don't understand it?"

Zhao Hu looked at it and said weakly.

"Wudang Fengxi, Wudang Fengxi, understand, go to the west of Wudang Mountain, go there, find the peak with the vision of heaven and earth, you can find my sister, understand?"

"I—I seem to understand..."

Zhao Hu opened his big innocent eyes and replied weakly...!

At dawn, two carriages, several mules and horses, the first in line went out of the city...!