A few days later, the funeral of Mr. and Mrs. Hu was about to be held, and the emperor ordered the Ministry of Rites to take the lead in supervising it, as the first priority at the moment, and it must be done well. If the people can't be satisfied, the next one to be smashed is the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

In Xiaojiazhuang, Zhang Xiaojing, who had just undergone surgery and was covered in splints and plasters, insisted on participating with injuries, but no one would listen to him. Xiao Rui could only agree.

"Fifth brother, send me a letter to Chang'an, tell the five surnamed Qiwang and the other families, the funeral of Zhang Butcher and his wife, and the first seat of each family in Chang'an must be present."

Li Junxian hesitated and said: "Childe, the Boling Cui clan has been destroyed, and the other families are in a sensitive period, will this order anger them?" ”

Enrage?

Xiao Rui snorted coldly: "They dare to say that they are angry? Compared with the anger of the people, they didn't even dare to blow up a single hair. ”

"Letting them attend the hero's funeral is to give them a chance to atone for their sins, don't think that if you let them go, they will really be able to get rid of them. If they don't sincerely repent, they can follow in the footsteps of the Boling Cui clan at any time. ”

Hiss......

Li Junxian's original words were spread, and when he heard this, the other families all took a breath of cold air.

"General Li, please also tell Master Hou and thank him for giving us this opportunity to atone for our sins. We will definitely be present in person, sincerely repent, and in the future, we will strictly restrain the children of the clan, and we will never dare to do anything to oppress the people again. ”

Li Junxian arched his hand and left.

The next day, on Suzaku Street in Chang'an City, there was a long queue of funeral processions, and the entire Vermilion Bird Street was almost unable to stand.

The crown prince Li Chengqian walked out of the Xuanwu Gate in plain clothes, and he was ordered to come to the funeral on behalf of the emperor.

The leader was Zhang Xiaojing, who was carried on a stretcher, dressed in sackcloth, wearing heavy filial piety, and the shopkeeper Hu was helping to carry the flag, and Xiao Rui followed steadily step by step.

In front of several people were carriages pulling coffins, not only Zhang Butcher and his wife, but also the other two were Hu Shopkeeper's wife and son.

Behind Xiao Rui and others are representatives of hundreds of officials, led by Prime Minister Sun Wuji, the Ministry of Rites, the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, Yushitai and other yamen, and even Wuhou Yamen, Chang'an County, and Wannian County are also here.

In the case of the martyrdom of Zhang Tuhu and others, these yamen have unshirkable responsibilities. Although it is because the strength of the five surnames and seven hopes is too strong, and the news is blocked too strictly. But in the final analysis, the people of Chang'an are under their control, they have the responsibility to protect, and they have not been held accountable by the imperial court, and it is nothing to come to the funeral.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, please!" In front of the grave, the master of ceremonies politely asked the prince to speak.

The prince glanced at Xiao Rui, Xiao Rui nodded, so Li Chengqian walked to the front, first saluted the deceased, and then saluted the people present.

"What a pity! My kind and loyal Tang people, surnamed Shihao and his wife, as well as Mrs. Hu's mother and son......"

After reading a short eulogy, Li Chengqian wiped away his tears and explained: "When such an incident happened, my father said that it was his dereliction of duty as an emperor who failed to protect his people. For several days, every time Zhang Gong and his person were mentioned, my father couldn't help but burst into tears......"

"The father should have been present in person, but the grief for days and days, the father's body couldn't support it, so he ordered Chengqian to come and send him Zhang Gong and his wife, Mrs. Hu's mother and son, and his ......"

Zhang Xiaojing cried and said, "Grass people, thank you, Your Majesty!" ”

Shopkeeper Hu fell to his knees with a thud, "Your Majesty the grass people!" I also hope that Your Majesty will take care of the dragon's body. ”

Li Chengqian stepped forward to help the shopkeeper Hu and comforted him, and then touched Zhang Xiaojing's head cordially and comforted: "Senior brother mourns, Ling Zun Lingtang went, we will all be your family in the future." ”

Zhang Xiaojing was extremely moved and nodded heavily.

After comforting the living, Li Chengqian took out a holy decree from his bosom and unfolded it, and read it to the people present: "Emperor Datang Emperor's edict: A few days ago, my loyal and righteous people in the Tang Dynasty fought for righteousness, and there were 2,000 small armed blocks, and now it has been ascertained that all of them are traitors, and they have been exiled for 3,000 miles, which is a typical example!" The people's heart is the heart of heaven, I thank you, and it is my honor for Datang to have you. ”

Long live Your Majesty, long live......

The audience shouted ......

The people with the five surnames and seven wangs trembled, and at this moment, they seemed to understand something.

It turned out that it was not Xiao Rui who was soft-hearted and let us go, but the emperor who let us go. Or rather, the emperor has been letting everyone go. The people of the world are of the same mind as the emperor, if the emperor wants to destroy our so-called powerful families, then there is no need to use the army, just a word, the people of the whole country will stand up and support.

"Alas...... Perhaps, we did go a little too far. A thousand-year-old family? Hehe, are you arrogant? ”

"Yes! I used to think that eighty percent of the court were our children, and the whole world was in our hands. Now it seems, huh...... The strongest force in the world has to be the hearts of the people! ”

Popular Hearts?

This is easier said than done.

In all dynasties, which emperor dared to say that he had completely won the hearts of the people?

Why did it happen in the Tang Dynasty?

"No, I think, in the entire Tang Dynasty, the most popular person is not the emperor, but the champion Hou."

"So...... In fact, the champion Hou has been letting us all along? ”

……

The crowd fell silent, and came to a truth that they were most reluctant to admit.

At this moment, Li Chengqian walked down, Xiao Rui slowly stepped forward, and said to the deceased, "Gong Zhang, Ling Lang Xiaojing will be handed over to Benhou in the future, and the virtuous couple can go with confidence." Mrs. Hu, Mr. Hu, and Lao Hu will also follow Ben Hou in the future, you can rest assured. ”

Turning around, Xiao Rui's eyes swept over the people with five surnames and seven looks, so frightened that these people didn't fall to their knees on the spot.

I only heard Xiao Rui say loudly: "Ben Hou is here to tell you, whether you are a commoner or a nobleman, whether you are a family or a gate valve, whether you are an official or a white body, listen to Ben Hou." Whoever dares to harm the people and oppress the good is the enemy of Benhou for life! ”

The people listened with enthusiasm, and the powerful people trembled when they heard it.

Xiao Rui stretched out his hand and pointed, "You are a few representatives of the nobles, and you can make a statement against the spirits of the deceased in the sky, as well as to the sentient beings present." ”

Yes?

Five surnames and seven looks, you look at me, I look at you......

In the end, it was the people of the Cui clan in Qinghe who stood up and shouted loudly with courage: "I, Cui Youzhen, swear on behalf of the nobles of the world, we will strictly restrain the children of the clan in the future, remember that we are also a member of the people, and take the benefit of the people as the yardstick of behavior. ”

"Please witness the spirit of the deceased in the sky, please witness to all the public present!"

……

Good guy, you're real, this is too poisonous, isn't it?

Xiao Rui nodded with satisfaction, and then stretched out his hand to Wei Zheng of the Imperial Historical Observatory, "The Criminal Department, the Imperial Historical Observatory, and the Dali Temple are known as the three divisions of justice in the world, Wei Xiang, you are the prime minister and the imperial historian, so let's say a few words." ”

Wei Zheng couldn't help but glance at Xiao Rui, but he still strode forward and gave his son-in-law enough face.