The sky was slightly bright, and Li Qing hugged Mu Zhuo'er, who was already cold, stunned.

The female doctor came over and was slightly stunned when she saw Mu Zhuoer, but she was not too surprised.

She sighed lightly and said, "The king has made arrangements, and as soon as she leaves, we will all be transferred, and the king also said... I hope you can bury her with your own hands. ”

"Okay." Li Qing's voice was a little hoarse, "How do you bury here?" ”

"Where you die, where you are buried." The female doctor said, "The king's will is to bury her in ancient Mongolian funeral customs, and we have prepared it on our side." ”

After a pause, he said, "After the king is buried, you can go." ”

Li Qing bowed slightly, looked down at Mu Zhuo'er in his arms, and said softly, "Thank you." ”

~

The traditional Mongolian funeral is very simple, taking the tent where the deceased lived before his death, a piece of cloth in the center, a good horse, a bow and arrows, and a low table for meat, milk, and wine.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

This means that the deceased went to another world, where they had tents to live in, horses to ride, bows and arrows to hunt, meat and milk to eat, and wine to drink.

Li Qing made a move, dug a large soil pit, and put the funeral items in it first.

He stared at Mu Zhuo'er, and finally felt indebted, so he reached out and took off the jade pendant given to him by Old Zhu in the past, put it in Mu Zhuo'er's palm, and let him hold it, before carrying her into the grave.

The tribesmen prayed to their king around the grave and were very religious.

After a long time, the sacrifice was completed.

Li Qing personally sealed the pit......

Without a grave, without a tombstone, grass will grow in this land next year, and no one will know that a former king of the steppe is buried here.

A queen who has been fighting wits and courage with Daming for decades.

Li Qing stared at it for a long time, sighed leisurely, and was full of melancholy.

When he was done, the female doctor brought a luxurious carriage with air-dried meat, various herbs, refined mare's milk wine, and Han grain wine, which was very rich and enough for him to return home.

Li Qing carried the coffin into the luxurious carriage, took one last look, and drove away.

The sky was blue and blue, cloudless, and the wind mixed with the fragrance of grass raised his long hair, but it could not blow away the pain in his heart.

…

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

There was movement in the coffin, Li Qing tightened the reins and stopped the carriage, turned around and walked into the carriage.

Zhu Qizhen had already opened his eyes, his eyes were dazed and scattered, and it was not until he saw Li Qing that he began to focus a little bit.

"Sir......" Zhu Qizhen was in a very bad state, he was angry, but he was still conscious.

Li Qing's sword did not cut his throat, but only cut a hole in his throat, Rao was like this, and Zhu Qizhen almost hung up.

After Li Qing stopped the bleeding in time and raised it with a true temperature, Zhu Qizhen barely hung this breath.

Of course, the main thing is that Zhu Qizhen is young.

"The milk is gone, so let's drink some milk wine to make do with it." Li Qing helped him sit up from the coffin, pulled out the wine cork and handed it to his mouth.

Zhu Qizhen choked on the wine sac and took two sips, and then coughed violently.

"Hiss~ It hurts so much......!"

"Don't be so squeamish, you can steal the joy if you live." Li Qing teased.

Zhu Qizhen said in surprise: "We... Coming back? ”

"Where, just left the Tatar camp, and the road is still long." Li Qing sneered, "Don't worry, you can go back this time." ”

"Well, thank you, sir." Zhu Qizhen said gratefully.

After that sword, he was not in a coma all the time, he was awake intermittently, and in order to hide people's eyes, he had been lying in the coffin, only occasionally drinking some milk, barely surviving.

Otherwise, if he hadn't eaten or drunk for so long, no matter how powerful Li Qing's true anger was, he wouldn't be able to protect him.

Li Qing sighed: "Actually, the Queen of Tatar knew that you were not dead, but she just deliberately released water, otherwise she would not have left a hole in your coffin and gave so many herbs." ”

"She knows?"

"Nonsense." Li Qing rolled her eyes, "Thinking with her ass, she also knows that I won't stay on the grassland and not go back for the sake of a dead man, so she used the excuse of letting me accompany her to help cover up the past." ”

"She ......," Zhu Qizhen sighed, "Sir, you have lost someone else after all." ”

Li Qing said with a cold face: "Why, it's itchy as soon as I wake up." ”

“…… Sir, you are an elder, but I am also a person who has been an emperor anyway. Zhu Qizhen smiled helplessly, "Give me some face." ”

"Face is earned by yourself, not by others." Li Qing said lightly, "By the way, I'll discuss something with you." ”

"Can I refuse this?" Zhu Qizhen grunted.

"Yes, then I'll inform you of something." Li Qing changed his tone, "In the future, I will borrow your Yuling to use it." ”

Zhu Qizhen was surprised: "Mr. is coming soon?" ”

“…… No. Li Qing shook his head, "Help someone else ask for it." ”

"This ......" Zhu Qizhen was a little embarrassed, "How can anyone enter the imperial tomb, sir, it's really not me who is stingy this time, this matter, he ......"

"Your second grandfather, Zhu Gaoxu." Li Qing said, "I promised him that after he died, I would bring him back, return to his roots, recognize his ancestors, and return to his ancestors." ”

"Is that him?" Zhu Gaoxu was silent for a long time, nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, by the way, when will he die?" ”

Li Qing said angrily: "Where do I know this, it is estimated that it will take a long time, how can he say that he is also your grandfather's generation, you are really filial." ”

Zhu Qizhen pursed his lips secretly, disapproving.

He knew about the second grandfather's rebellion, so he naturally didn't have a good impression of him, but considering Zhu Gaoxu's two righteous moves, and Li Qing's opening, he agreed.

"As long as the dove doesn't occupy the magpie's nest, nothing else matters."

Li Qing nodded: "You can rest assured." ”

It didn't take long for Zhu Qizhen to lie down again, and now he was too weak.

Li Qing didn't continue to hurry, taking Zhu Qizhen with him, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't catch up with the Tatar cavalry who had already set off.

Not surprisingly, the war of the Ming Dynasty has begun.

According to Zhu Qizhen's physical condition, Li Qing boiled medicine for him, and helped him comb his body with true qi.

After some operation, Zhu Qizhen's body has improved a lot, his pale face has become ruddy, and his spirit has obviously improved a lot.

After three consecutive days of recuperation, Zhu Qizhen was finally no longer half-dead and had some strength.

"Sir, where are we going back?"

"The Xuanfu attacked by the Tatars, let's go to Datong." Li Qing groaned and said, "The situation in Xuanfu is still unknown, and it won't have any effect on the two of us, after all, you are no longer the emperor." ”

Zhu Qizhen nodded silently: "Okay, listen to Mr." ”

He was lonely and worried, "Sir, this time the Tatars almost poured out of the nest, and under the onslaught of the iron cavalry, can the Jingshi withstand it?" ”

"Now you know that people are amazing?" Li Qing said with a calm face.

Zhu Qizhen smiled bitterly: "It's time for this, don't teach me a lesson." ”

"Hehe," Li Qing said lightly, "Tatar is strong, but the Ming army is not weak, although there has been no war in the north these years, but the three major battalions of the Ming army are by no means in vain, as long as you don't use stupid tricks, it is not a big problem to defend the Beijing Division." ”

After a pause, "Over the years, the rebellion has been suppressed and troops have been sent to Luchuan, and the Ming army has been defeated?" ”

Li Qing said angrily: "If you don't want to do it yourself, it will definitely not be this situation." ”

Don't scold, don't scold, I know it's wrong...... Zhu Qizhen nodded stubbornly: "What Mr. said is, let's go back as soon as possible." ”

Li Qing nodded: "I have a word in advance, even if you go back, you can't go back to Beijing until the war is over and the situation is not clear." ”

"Why?"

"It is King Yu who ascended the throne, he has only been on the throne for a few months, how will he deal with himself when you go back?" Li Qing asked rhetorically: "The soldiers of the Ming army, the ministers of the court, what do you think in your heart?"

Will it be half-hearted?

At this time, if it can't be twisted into a rope, then Da Ming is really in danger. ”

Zhu Qizhen was silent, "I'm afraid the queen won't be able to think about it." ”

"Don't worry, I'll go back to Jingshi and take the time to tell him the details." Li Qing said.

"Okay." Zhu Qizhen sighed, "When can I go back?" ”

"It's better not to go back." Li Qingdao said, "Compare your heart to your heart, you and King Yu swap identities, how will you treat you, the emperor." ”

Zhu Qizhen's eyes froze, what would he do to him, the emperor?

Of course, it's a hundred!

Li Qing knew that Zhu Qiyu would not kill Zhu Qizhen, and he did not let Zhu Qizhen go back to prevent Zhu Qizhen from having the psychology of ascending again.

As soon as Zhu Qizhen returns, there must be people who secretly take refuge, in order to make a contribution to the dragon and soar, and over time, Zhu Qizhen may not rekindle his heart to reset.

Zhu Qizhen's advantage is too great, the master of the harem is his own mother, the prince of the East Palace is his own son, Zhu Qiyu is alone, and he has no decisive heart.

It can be said that as long as Zhu Qizhen returns to Beijing, the restoration in the future is almost certain.

What's more, with Zhu Qizhen's imperial mental skills, after seeing Yu Qian's monopoly on power, he is bound to wield a butcher's knife.

These are all things that Li Qing doesn't want to see, and the only way is to not let Zhu Qizhen return to Beijing.

Solve the problem at the root!