This winter is destined to be unquiet for Dayong, the news of the emperor's death came from the palace, and the entire Chengtian Mansion fell into a state of mourning.

Then the news accompanied by the wind and snow, from the four gates of Chengtianfu, spread to the world.

People often say that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, how can the people know about the emperor, and the most intuitive is one of the parents.

But in fact, there are exceptions to everything, and when the king of a country is wise enough, has a very high level of jurisdiction and rule over officials, and has a good government decree and can effectively benefit the people's livelihood, it will naturally be remembered by the people for a long time.

There have been too many things in the 33 years of Chengxing, and many people are feeling a little bit of the great mediocrity, and gradually the government is connected to the people and the country and the people, and the folk atmosphere is open and good, which is for the prosperity of Chengxing.

Therefore, when the news of the emperor's death came out, many people were really saddened by it, and most of the young Shengdou Xiaomin may be fine, the more knowledgeable they are, the more knowledgeable they are, and even the older they are, the more resonant this injury is.

Everywhere the county as a unit posted official notices, and some officials kept reading them out next to the notices, announcing the news of the death of the Son of Heaven.

There are also people who send people to some important mansions or places to inform them, and the squires and prominent families in various places also have special notices.

Cangnan Road, Yuezhou Academy, dozens of students in a school are chatting with each other, because the master hurriedly went out in the middle of class.

"What do you mean by that?" "Maybe it's a family affair with Yi Fuzi."

"I've seen other masters pass by."

"It's snowing in winter, when are we going to go to Koonan Mountain?"

"Okay, good, I heard that in winter, the scenery of Kuonan Mountain is especially better than spring!"

"Shhhh

Some students from outside saw the master coming back from afar, and under a reminder, everyone immediately sat down in front of the bookcase.

When the master entered the school, many students could obviously see that his expression was not quite right, and he seemed to be a little sad, and many people wondered in their hearts whether something had happened to the master's family.

Yi Abao's emotions at the moment are indescribable, and there must be sadness, but it is more complicated than the rest of the people who know this information, because he has seen the emperor with his own eyes, so his emotions are more profound than ordinary people.

Before walking into the school hall and returning to the master's case, Yi Abao did not speak for a long time, and the rest of the students did not dare to speak out.

After a while, Yi Abao looked at the more than 30 students in the hall and said the message to these people who usually like to talk highly.

"The government came to inform me that I made a pilgrimage to the Son of Heaven and died, Wende, and the temple number is Mingzong."

There was a commotion in the school, and the students in the hall were all shocked.

A similar reaction was also seen in several other schools of the academy, and a similar situation was not limited to Yuezhou Academy.

At a city gate in Yuanjiang County, many people gathered around the notice, including Yi Yongan, who drove a carriage into the city with his family.

In front of the crowd, the official at the side of the notice read out the contents of the notice.

"The edict of the Son of Heaven said that everything should be simple, and the people should not be disturbed, and the people should not be allowed to marry within seven days, and no celebrations should be held within seven days."

It sounded like a ban had been announced, but no one in the audience expressed indignation except for whispering, because everyone knew the cause of all this.

Even if you listen to half of it, the official will repeat it after a while, even if you are impatient, you can find out if you ask someone on the side.

And seven days of mourning are not long.

Yi Yongan couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, the Son of Heaven is not much older than me at this age, why did he die."

This level of discussion of the emperor, even more explicit, is completely allowed in Dayong, and there are many people sighing on the side.

As Yi Yongan and others drove back to the village, the news also spread throughout Xihe Village.

In the evening, near the firewood room, Yi Baokang hurriedly walked over, his brother was chopping firewood, he knew that his brother was concerned about the affairs of the society, so he came over to inform him.

"Brother, the government has posted a notice, saying that the Son of Heaven has died!"

Yi Shuyuan held the axe in his hand, knocked the log lightly, and then chopped it down heavily with the wood.

"Click~", the wood split in two.

"Got it."

Yi Baokang sighed.

"The Son of Heaven is not yet in the year of the sixtieth year, how could he die in the palace."

As the older generation who really came from the relatively dark era of Dayong, Yibaokang is still very emotional at the moment.

And Yi Baokang felt that his family life had been better over the years, and he had eaten well and lived well, so he was over eighty years old, and an old man was still tough, and the Son of Heaven should have been better in the palace but died, and he lamented the early death of the Son of Heaven.

Yi Shuyuan glanced up at his brother.

"To cure the world, it is much more tiring than us planting and chopping firewood!"

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan looked in the southwest direction, as if looking at Chengtian Mansion across thousands of mountains and rivers.

The Son of Heaven passed away, and the number of qi moved with the wind and clouds, and there were many people in the world who mourned for the Son of Heaven.

"This emperor is dead, the new emperor doesn't know what to do, brother, it's time to have dinner, you can come over casually."

Yi Baokang sighed and left, Yi Shuyuan answered, and looked at the sky again, the sunset was still in the starlight, and the Ziwei Emperor Star in the sky was getting brighter and brighter.

When the younger brother walked away, Yi Shuyuan also put down the axe in his hand and sat on the pyre and closed his eyes slightly.

Normally, even if the king of a country dies, the king of the dead needs to be brought to the underworld for trial.

But Mingzong is different, the ghosts and gods of Chengtianfu are just guarding the current Mingzong's coffin, and no one takes his soul away.

The Son of Heaven was thoughtless, as if he couldn't wait to bury the coffin in the imperial mausoleum, and he had slept in the coffin after a lifetime of hard work.

I slept for a month, and soon the winter moon will pass and it will be the wax moon, as if I can sleep forever.

It's just that in this kind of "sleep", today seems to be dreaming, Xiang Yi only feels that there seems to be light in front of him, and he can't help but feel a feeling of eyelids beating.

Ridiculous, I'm dead!

This thought returned with a hundred thoughts, and it was even as if I could hear the sound of the wind in my ears.

At this moment, Xiang Yi seemed to be unable to sleep, and tried to open his eyes.

In an instant, the surroundings were bright, and he was standing in the sky, standing in the wind and snow, and the earth below seemed to be far away, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be very close.

But at such a height, Xiang Yi didn't feel how afraid.

"Your Majesty is awake?"

An unfamiliar but unforgettable voice came, Xiang Yi turned around in the sky, but saw someone also standing in the wind and snow, who was the one who he could not see at the end of his life.

"Mr. Yi? My husband has also passed away? ”

"Hahahahaha, thank you for your concern, Yi has not yet died, but I saw that my majesty has been sleeping, so I came to see your majesty!"

Xiang Yi looked at Yi Shuyuan for a while before smiling.

"So Sir is not a mortal!"

"It has been inconvenient to disclose, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me!"

Yi Shuyuan saluted in the air, which can be regarded as an acknowledgement, Xiang Yi shook his head and smiled.

"I won't call Mr. Immortal Chief, and now that I have abdicated, Mr. doesn't have to call me Your Majesty!"

Saying that, Xiang Yi looked up and down curiously.

"Shouldn't people go to the underworld after they die? Is there no underworld at all? ”

"That's not it, it's just that you are a generation of Ming Jun, and because of the opportunity for the change of the qi of this heavenly realm now, it is particularly special, even if it is a Yin Si ghost god, it is not easy to move you."

Xiang Yi's body seems to be upright again, and his thinking has become agile and relaxed, it is really happy to see Yi Shuyuan again after death, even though the other party may be an immortal, but he is also a bosom friend.

"Oh? The ghosts and gods can't move, but the gentleman can? ”

This joke reflected Xiang Yi's mood, and also made Yi Shuyuan admire, he walked in the air, and when he reached Xiang Yi's approach, a folding fan appeared in his hand.

"Actually, Yi didn't move, this is a dream after death, let me take you around."

Yi Shuyuan folded the fan and swept it around, as if the wind and snow surrounded the two of them, and when the wind and snow dissipated, they had already appeared on the coast of the East China Sea.

Even if Yi Shuyuan is now a genuine immortal master, it is impossible to take people from Chengtianfu to the East China Sea in an instant, so this is a dream.

But this is not just a dream, it moves with the mind and is born from the calculation of the Tao, similar to the calculation, and it is different because of the method of entering the dream.

As long as there is no complicated change in the number of days, the scenery seen is almost real, but Yi Shuyuan and Xiang Yi are not on the beach.

Xiang Yi stood on the reef and looked at the sea in the distance, and when he turned around, he was speechless for a long time.

"Is there really a Dragon Palace in this sea?"

"Yes!"

Xiang Yi's eyes lit up and he looked at Yi Shuyuan.

"Are you going, sir?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled and shook his head.

"I've never been to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, so I'll take a look!"

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan's folding fan swept again, and the surroundings seemed to be foggy and blurred, and the next moment the surrounding water was already turbulent and swaying.

Yi Shuyuan and Xiang Yi seemed to "move" again, appearing outside a magnificent and splendid crystal palace.

Even though everything in front of him was sometimes clearer, and sometimes it seemed to be blurred by the flow of water, Xiang Yi was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Huh?"

A deep, low sound sent a shock, and for a moment everything around was blurred.

At this moment, in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, on the sand bed deep in the palace, a real dragon has opened its eyes, and it seems that someone is calculating the matter of my Dragon Palace just now? It's just that it doesn't seem to be malicious, and it doesn't go deep into any breath.

When Xiang Yi could see clearly again, he found that he was already standing on a high mountain with Yi Shuyuan.

"Where is this? What about Ryugu? ”

"Long Jun is aware of it, and the number of dragon palace qi has changed, so naturally he can't see clearly, and here, it's Dacang Snow Mountain."

Xiang Yi heard that he was no longer limited to his feet, but looked into the distance, and there were overlapping snow-capped mountains in his eyes, as if he couldn't see the edge!

Yi Shuyuan even looked at a certain direction of Cangshan, and seemed to be able to vaguely see a vague snake shadow, but it didn't seem real.

From heaven to earth, from Mingchuan to Daze, from mountains to wilderness, of course, there are villages and cities all over the world, not even limited to the land of Dayong, but also to the western regions of the grassland and even to Nanyan

As soon as Yi Shuyuan moved the folding fan, the orientation of him and Xiang Yi would change.

Sometimes you can see it up close, sometimes you can only see it from a distance and then it will dissipate, some of the scenery will be clear, some will become blurred, the beauty of the mountains and rivers will be much clearer, and in the big city, sometimes a child's cry will be blurred.

Of course, it is only limited to the places where Yi Shuyuan knows its name and has an understanding of the topography and cultural landscape of mountains and rivers.

But even so, the shock in Xiang Yi's heart was incomprehensible.

It felt like a while, and it felt like a long, long time had passed, and Xiang Yi and Yi Shuyuan returned to the sky above Chengtian Mansion.

Xiang Yicai is still uneasy.

"Is this an immortal who travels to the ends of the earth in one day?"

"Yi is just a trick and takes you on a journey!"

Xiang Yi shook his head and didn't know what to say, so he suddenly thought about it and asked.

"Where should I go?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"If you want to enter reincarnation and then reincarnate, you naturally go to the Netherworld, but you also have another place to go, I think you should be able to see it."

Maybe it's because Yi Shuyuan woke up with a word, or maybe he could have felt it,

Xiang Yi looked up at the sky at this moment, and could vaguely see wisps of light shining in the sky, as if he could see a heavenly staircase appear.

In the Heavenly Realm, before the Golden Que Yujian of the Hun Heaven Palace, the Heavenly Emperor appeared here from the moment of the death of the Great Yong Heavenly Son.

At this moment, the divine light began to bloom above the golden jade-

In Yuanjiang County, snow began to fall again on the eve of nightfall.

In the courtyard of the Yi family, Yi Yongan shouted a few words in the direction of the firewood house and did not respond, so he walked over there.

"Uncle~ Eat, don't be busy, our firewood is enough to burn until next winter! Uncle."

Yi Yong'an's voice paused, and a panic suddenly rose in his heart!

Next to the firewood house over there, the uncle sat on the pyreard and leaned against the fence motionless, the falling snowflakes seemed to cover people with a blanket, and the axes that fell on the ground were dyed white by edelweiss.

"Great, uncle."

Yi Yongan stepped forward cautiously, trembling and stretched out his hand to the uncle.

"Ho"

The yawn made Yi Yongan tremble, and then he saw his uncle stretching.

"Oh, Uncle, you scared me to death, I thought."

"Dinner?"

"It's time to eat, uncle, don't do it, it's snowing again."

"Hey, it's over!"

Yi Shuyuan held on to the fence and wanted to stand up, but Yi Yongan immediately came over to help him, and helped the uncle pat the snow on his body together.

After tidying up his clothes, Yi Shuyuan faced the direction of Chengtianfu and bowed his hand.

This ritual does not represent ordinary etiquette, but a godly ceremony, Yi Shuyuan, as a citizen of Dayong, also has the benefit of the community, this is far away from the statue of the gods, only to the heart of the world and the world.

It was also at this moment that the divine number appeared on the Heavenly Realm Golden Que Jade Jian, which was: Emperor Sky Ziwei Lingjun.

The Emperor of Heaven smiled, the Heavenly Court of this side is in the east, and the Heavenly Star should be in the east of the Emperor's Dao Qi, this god should be able to respond to the position of the four emperors in the east!

(End of chapter)