As a human being, there are three dilemmas: it is difficult to give up love, it is difficult to abandon enmity, and it is difficult to break life and death.

Who is not confused, who is not confused, who is not afraid?

The confusion of love has its whole time, and the ambiguity of enmity and hatred cannot be pervasive, although it is also difficult to do, but it has its limits. However, the fear of "death from nothing" comes from wisdom, and it is often difficult to get rid of it until death, which can be described as a trilemma and a difficult thing to do.

As the saying goes: the ignorant are fearless. When people know the harm, they are afraid of it. Wisdom is born and fear is born, and it is difficult to break the catastrophe of life and death without great wisdom. Taoism's quest for immortality is to seek immortality with great wisdom, and to jump out of the cycle of "life without death". The Buddha cultivates meditation and seeks to get rid of the "suffering of death", so why not "regard death as home" with great wisdom?

However, Qing Xuan has not yet attained the way of immortality in the year of Jiazi, let alone ordinary people?

Before his death, he was like a spring dream, and when he woke up from a dream of death, he was gone. Money, fame and fortune can't be taken away, and the two-foot coffin sleeps with you.

The servants and guards in the palace of King Yi were all wrapped in white cloths, and white lanterns were hung in front of the corridor and under the eaves, preparing for the funeral for Xia Muren. Although the coffin has not yet returned, the funeral post has arrived for two days, and the housekeeper has received the documents from the Ministry of Rites and has already arranged to be busy. In the middle of June, the weather was hot and dry, and the corpse was perishable, and once the coffin arrived at the house, it was necessary to prepare for the funeral on the same day.

The mourning hall was set up on the main hall, and Xia Muren's three sons wore linen and filial piety, kneeling in front of the spiritual seat, but no one cried.

Xia Chenghuan knelt in the middle, his eyes bloodshot, clenched his teeth, and said in a trembling voice: "Father, I, Cheng Ju, and Cheng Ye will do everything to avenge you! King Yun's Mansion, the Salt Gang, and the Nine Palaces will be wiped out, and there will be no chickens and dogs! Xia Muyan and Zhang Suiguang will definitely be dismembered by random knives, and there will be no place to bury them! May you rest in peace in the spirit of heaven!"

"Father, Cheng Ju (Cheng Ye) swears that he will help his brother get rid of all his enemies, and he will never die in this life!

As soon as the three brothers had finished kowtowing, they heard footsteps outside the hall, and the butler hurried over.

"Shizi, the old prince has arrived!" The housekeeper walked behind Xia Chenghuan and reported in his ear. He is a subordinate, and he is speechless above the mourning hall. However, the matter is in power, and you can't let King Duan wait outside.

Xia Chenghuan was about to get up to greet him, but he saw that King Duan had already wrapped his head in a white cloth and walked outside the hall. "Uncle Duanhuang, I can't help it!" Xia Chenghuan hurriedly walked out of the mourning hall and went over to stop him.

Dahua etiquette is complicated, the prince is a first-class royal prince, and there are clear regulations for funerals. In the etiquette of funeral, burial, shop, coffin, funeral, condolence, funeral, burial, funeral, funeral are all customized, each government and family has always been in accordance with the system, and there are few violators of the system.

Duan Wang is Xia Muren's elder, and he is also the regent, so Yili can only come to the mourning hall when he is mourning. And now, obviously, it's not time yet.

"What kind of etiquette do you care?" Duan Wang held his staff in his left hand and rebuked in a deep voice. He is not only the uncle of Xia Chenghuan (the supremacy of imperial power, the prince's brother is called the emperor's uncle), and the master of Hua Zijian, he honestly retreated to the side when he reprimanded him, and he didn't dare to say more.

Lighting an incense stick and inserting it into the incense burner, King Duan bowed again, but sighed mournfully: "Muren, you have something to do with your heart, how can you want to go? But it hurts me!" At this point, two old tears fell, "If the sky hangs the curtain, how can I regret to exchange my son's life for rebirth! Dahua has no benevolent king, how difficult it is for the government to govern!"

The old Duanwang looked solemn, his face was sincere, and there was no half-heartedness, which made the three of them feel painful and respectful.

"Chenghuan, I'm here to put incense on Muren, and secondly, to warn you!" Xia Chenghuan came to help, but heard King Duan suddenly say, "Muren's matter is by no means as simple as you think, you don't have to act impulsively, so as not to cause a catastrophe!"

"Isn't it simple? I have already found out which three groups of people killed my father, and the revenge of killing my father is not shared! Let the murderer live freely, Shu Chenghuan can't do it!" Xia Chenghuan has been in awe of King Duan since he was a child, this is the first time he has disobeyed like this.

"In the past two days, you have secretly gathered a lot of people. King Duan said in a deep voice, "I will handle your father's affairs, and you can take care of the family in the house." I naturally know that Muren's death is related to King Yun, but this matter also involves other forces, if you really kill King Yun, first, the revenge may not be avenged, and second, you will have to take the lives of several of you. Do you think it's worth it? You are a very smart person, and you should not be willing to harm others and yourself at this time. ”

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"Shizi, Mei Gongzi has arrived, and he is waiting in the side hall!"

The ram was painting to me, and when I heard that my brother was coming, there was no joy on my face, so I put the brush aside and walked out of my seat.

Mei Yuanchen has been in the Jaw King's Mansion for so long, a little boring, Xia Chengxuan seems to be very busy, he thinks that the Ram Song I have always been idle, so he rode straight to the door.

"Yuanchen, you're early!" the ram praised me as he walked quickly into the door and chuckled, "Don't you accompany Lord Chengyi, what are you doing here?"

"You don't have many visitors here, I'm worried that you're bored, come and accompany you!" Mei Yuanchen replied with a smile.

The two of them sat down in the host and guest seats, and the ram praised me and said, "At this time, you should go and see Chenghuan." Looking at this appearance, he had already guessed that Mei Yuanchen did not know the news of the death of the two princes.

"Seung-hwan? What's wrong with him? I haven't been to see him. Mei Yuanchen said strangely. There were no servants by his side, so the news was naturally very closed.

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"Yuanchen, King Yi and King Zhen were killed, don't you know?" the ram said softly.

"Someone was killed? What do you mean?" Mei Yuanchen didn't react for a while, and it took a long time before he suddenly got up from his seat and asked loudly: "This... How is this possible? How can it be?" Seeing the ram praise me with a serious face, without the slightest hint of joking, he sat down dejectedly, "When did this happen?"

"The news of King Yi's murder arrived three days ago, but the king's was yesterday. The ram replied to me. He is in this position, although he can't do anything, the major affairs of the capital have always been concerned, and the news of the death of the prince, King Duan did not deliberately suppress it, because there are not many people who know about it.

"Two days apart?" Mei Yuanchen understood the key as soon as he heard it, and scolded with hatred, "The hateful thief is really a great crime!" At this time, he had calmed down, and after thinking about it, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he called softly, "Father-in-law!" and rushed out as a phantom!

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"Kill him!" Duanmu Yu shouted with tears in his eyes.

Seeing the emperor collapsed in a pool of blood, all of them lost their color, and each of them clenched the blades in their hands and rushed towards Qing Xuan's phantom.