Chapter 140

Zhuang Yisheng was speechless, if it was placed in other countries, this matter would not be a matter.

But Donglu is different, Donglu is particularly sour, the temple is high, the rivers and lakes are far away, and both men, women, old and young traders and pawns pay special attention to poetry.

King Shou was scheming and prepared in advance, wanting to impress others with a sacrificial text and alleviate the current embarrassing situation.

Thousands of calculations, but I didn't count that the sacrificial text was stolen.

It's definitely too late to write one now.

No, it's just in time!

Zhuang Yisheng said in his heart: "Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Yes. ”

"Throw it over. ”

Zhuang Yisheng has paper and pen in his blanket at any time, but today's situation is special, and it is not good for him to wear the blanket to the funeral. However, the people who came out of Swallow Dock had the habit of carrying paper and pencils with them, and they were specially made spy props.

The paper and pen were thrown over the wall, and Xie Shisan said: "Gongzi wants to write a piece now, that sacrificial text, King Shou invited a lot of talented Confucians, their level is very high, and some of them scratch their bald heads for this." ”

Zhuang Yisheng took the pen and paper and saw that the paper was waterproof and the pen was charcoal. He looked left and right, there was no one around, and he simply lay on the wall and wrote hard.

After I finished writing, I threw it out again.

"Go quietly, go back quietly, don't expose me. ”

"My subordinates saved. ”

At this time, King Shou had already set off on the road, a small sedan chair, and several entourage.

After all, no sacrifice is small, but if you miss the time, it is big.

Now his heart is in a mess, and the condolence and sacrifice that he has painstakingly prepared is gone.

It must have been stolen by the bastards of Beiyan.

Careless.

He did turn it over a few times, but he only remembered one beginning, and he didn't remember anything else.

Originally, he wanted to use the sacrificial text to dispel Donglu's suspicions about his family, so that the elite people he brought could participate in the investigation.

But now my mind is confused, and I don't know anything.

King Shou has some talent in economic arithmetic, but his poetry ...... has always been his shortcoming, in short, he is a science student.

When you come to the spirit, you can't howl yourself.

At this time, suddenly something shot through the sedan curtain and shot at King Shou

King Shou suddenly made a move, his eyes were like eagle falcons, and the flying things were sandwiched between his fingers.

Somebody's trying to assassinate me.

I'm already so miserable, you still want to assassinate me!

When he saw it clearly, he found that it was a paper ball, and King Shou was stunned for a moment, spread it out in confusion, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The matter of the sacrificial text is scored.

Now he didn't have time to think about where this paper ball came from, and while there was still some time on the road, he quickly memorized it and remembered it freshly.

Before I knew it, I had arrived in front of the palace.

Outside the sedan chair, Xue Changzhi handed over a clove of garlic, and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, everything is ready for you." ”

"Take it away. ”

King Shou said with a cold face, you don't know how to respect an old drama bone so much that you can't cry, that's you little fresh meat.

Zhuang Yisheng appeared quietly behind the Snow Lady again, lowering his head and observing the surroundings. The current mourning hall is like a dried powder keg, and a drop of spark can set off an explosion.

"The hour is coming soon, and Nanyan's people are still delayed. ”

"Hmph, being a thief is weak-hearted. ”

"The death of the prince has nothing to do with them!"

......

Clang......

With a gong, someone announced: "His Royal Highness King Nanyanshou has arrived." ”

"Here they are, I'm going to ask them why they're here now. ”

Qianglang!

Someone couldn't help but pull out his sword, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to simply kill King Shou and avenge King Xiaoyao.

Above the mourning hall, killing intent was pervasive.

Wu Mu's eyes were full of sadness, and he was very happy in his heart, that sacrificial letter was indeed the person he bought the pavilion post and quietly left.

Now it's up to you to do it.

Everyone looked in the direction of the gate.

"Zi Xiu Xian Brother, Zi Xiu Xian Brother...... "

Before I saw him, I heard a cry.

I saw King Shou wearing plain clothes, with white on his head, and staggering over.

He had tears in his eyes, a sad look on his face, an angry gaze, a half-opened sword, and he didn't look at it at all.

With a pop, he knelt down in front of the spiritual seat.

"Woohoo Zi died, unfortunately died!"

"Shocked to hear the bad news, break the liver and intestines! Hear the death of the king, the rivers are stagnant, the smell of the death of the king, the stars and the moon are gone! If you have a spirit, listen to my cry, if you have a spirit, enjoy my steaming and tasting ......"

Wu Mu looked at this scene and sighed softly.

On the mourning hall, someone gently returned the saber to the sheath, and the killing intent in his eyes turned into sadness.

"Woo Hu Zixiu! Born to be Ying, and to die to be a spirit. It is the same as the life and death of all things, and returns to the ...... of nothing"

Above the mourning hall, some people couldn't help but cry. Everyone recalled the sound and appearance of King Xiaoyao before his death, and felt even more sad.

King Shou cried bitterly, but it gave people a feeling of holding back tears.

I haven't seen my son for a long time, but I can still look like the life of my son. Its lofty and lofty and abrupt and buried in the ground means that it does not turn into rotten soil, but is the essence of gold and jade. Otherwise, the growth of pine is a thousand feet, and the production of Ganoderma lucidum and nine stems. However, the barren smoke and wild vines, the thorns are criss-crossed, and the wind is dewed, and the phosphorus flies and fireflies......"

Even the Snow Lady couldn't help sobbing softly, and everyone felt sad when they saw King Shou like this.

I didn't expect that King Nanyanshou would have such feelings for my family.

Yes, King Xiaoyao was bright and upright during his lifetime, he was a well-known man, and he was also admired by those barbarians in Nanyan.

"Woo Hu Zi Xiu! Farewell to life and death! Humble Shou Qizhen, the underworld is extinguished, the soul is like a spirit, in order to learn from my heart, from now on, the world will be even more ignorant! Woo Hu pain! Fu Wei is still feasting. ”

Above the mourning hall, there was a cry, some people couldn't cry, and their hearts were in turmoil.

King Shou was already in a big mess, Xue Changzhi looked at it and secretly admired, King Shou's acting skills, crying bitterly but didn't seem to want to cry, didn't want to cry but couldn't stop...... That's the hardest part.

I still have a lot to learn.

After a while, the four princes of Donglu helped King Shou up and said, "His Royal Highness King Shou mourns, Uncle Wang, he has gone." ”

King Shou straightened up, wiped his tears, and said, "How did the prince die, a character like him, who is ruthless to attack him." ”

"I don't know. The fourth prince had red eyes, and said in his heart: Anyway, the main object of suspicion now is you Nanyan.

"The death of the prince must be investigated clearly to find the murderer. I specially brought a few people this time, specifically to avenge the prince. "Shou Wang said.

"It's not too late to discuss this matter, it's not too late to discuss it......" said the fourth prince.

King Shou was still in tears: "This time it was supposed to be my prime minister who came to mourn, but he was shocked by the bad news and fell ill." Before leaving, he wrote a letter in his hand and asked me to burn it in front of the king's spirit. ”

As he spoke, King Shou took out an object from his sleeve, which was indeed a story told by Wen Xiang. The fourth prince took it and saw that there was only one line of words on it:

"I'm not happy when you're gone."

Although there were only seven words, the fourth prince felt that it was more heart-piercing than King Shou's gushing sacrificial text, and he was sad in his heart, and the tears he endured couldn't be stopped like beads with broken threads.