An Qing was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know what this is."
Han Du immediately stood up and said, "Let's go. We will know what's going on after receiving the order."
The two of them immediately went downstairs together. Han Du hurriedly washed his face with the hot water brought by the maid and changed into clean clothes. An Qingdu personally arranged Han Du's hair.
After a little rectification, Han Du took An Qing to continue.
In front of the incense table, Han Du knelt down respectfully.
Seeing that everything was ready, the eunuch waved his fly whisk, unfolded the imperial edict, and sang: "The emperor is destined to be carried by heaven, and the edict says: From now on, the ban on Han Du will be lifted. Congratulations, Marquis of Zhenhai."
Lao Zhu lifted his ban? What he dreamed of has never come true. Just when Han Du himself thought that Lao Zhu would not be lifted, he unexpectedly stopped grounding him again unexpectedly?
Han Du didn't come back to his senses for a while. Fortunately, An Qing on the side secretly pulled Han Du a few times, and Han Du finally reacted and quickly bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, Han Du, thank you for your kindness!"
An Qing immediately stood up and waved to the maid next to him to reward the eunuch.
Han Du took the imperial edict, opened it in his hand and saw that it was indeed written by Lao Zhu himself. It's just that it's different from what the eunuch said. There aren't as many words in this edict, nor are there as many refined words as he said.
There are only two majestic and powerful characters on the huge imperial edict, "Let go."
An Qing sent the eunuchs away and returned to Han Du. He said happily: "My father has lifted my husband's confinement, so he can go see King Dongou on his last journey."
Han De also sighed at the side: "Yes, today is the day of the funeral of King Dongou. The prince has always been generous to our family, and my son has to go to see the prince on his last journey."
"Du'er, hurry up. I'm afraid the prince's coffin will leave the city soon. If you don't go, it might be too late." Mrs. Liu also agreed.
Han Du nodded and said, "Of course I am going to see the prince off on his last journey."
After saying that, Han Du turned around and returned to the yard.
...
Tang Ding held his father's coffin and walked out of the city gate. Thinking of Han Du in his mind, Tang Ding couldn't help but turn his head slightly and glanced at the city gate. He only saw many people's figures but not Han Du, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Of course Tang Ding hoped that Han Du could come, but he also knew that without the emperor's order, he would not be able to leave the house at all, and it would be impossible for him to come.
After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Tang Ding continued to hold the coffin and walked towards Zhongshan.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of him, and bursts of noise reached Tang Ding's ears.
Tang Ding's face darkened. Today was the big day for his father's funeral. Anyone who dared to sabotage it would be fighting to the death with Duke Xin.
Looking up, I saw a figure at the end of the road, dressed in white mourning clothes, with a white linen cloth on his head, holding a guzheng in his arms, striding towards him.
When Han Du came to the funeral procession, he immediately stepped aside and knelt down towards Tang He's coffin. He shouted loudly: "Han Du is late, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
When Tang Ding saw Han Du coming, he happily stepped forward to help him up. He asked softly: "You didn't come here secretly, did you? Didn't I tell you that you must not mess around at this juncture? And dad also said that even if you can't come, he will be happy .”
Han Du smiled and shook his head slightly, and explained: "The Emperor lifted my grounding just now." Hearing that Han Du was finally lifted from his grounding by the Emperor, Tang Ding couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy for Han Du on his originally sad face. Happy. He said repeatedly: "That's good, that's good~"
Now is not the time to reminisce about the past, Han Du said directly: "Today the prince is on the road, let Han Du send a song to send him off."
After hearing this, Tang Ding nodded and supported the coffin again.
Han Du sat cross-legged and placed the guzheng across his legs.
"I ordered wine from Guanshan, and it has been in my throat for thousands of years.
There is also Bo Xue Zuo and Fengyun Mou
I am an old friend thousands of miles away, the green mountains should be white-headed
When I was young, I still used a silver gun to show off my love.
Several years of wind and snow have rolled the blade, and the new wind is the same as the lonely day
Beating the troubled times, one is usually rugged and thin
The smoke of gunfire continues beyond the Great Wall, and yellow clouds are everywhere.
Fortunately, the red plum blossoms have not fallen off the branches for a long time.
The smoke from the desert has entered my arms, scribbling little plans
Step through the flying sand and kill the enemy with the sword
Wait until the setting sun, fireworks, and the spring breeze come up to the building
The war will never end Jinling Prisoners
...
I once rode horses in the capital and drank wine in the streets
The frightening dream illuminates the beacon fire, try something new tonight
Destiny is frivolous and endless, it should be like a solitary journey
The world of weirdos is full of lovers and ghosts
Sing and dance to your heart's content, pouring Beidou into a jade bowl with pulp
Drunken eyes are only for one person
The iron horse destroys the city tower, and the war is burning.
Thousands of miles across the rivers and mountains, I swear to be with you
..."
The singing was high-pitched and passionate, in sharp contrast to the mournful music of the funeral.
Tang Ding, who was originally feeling sad, couldn't help being stunned when he heard this. But as the lyrics continued, he suddenly realized that the lyrics were simply telling the world about his father's life, a rugged and thrilling life, a magnificent life, and an extraordinary life.
Recalling my father's indifference in the face of death, he was still able to chat and laugh with the emperor even at the last moment before his death. Tang Ding couldn't help but feel a surge of pride that matched the singing. Perhaps Han Du understood his father's heart better than his own son. I'm afraid my father has a soul in heaven, and he doesn't want to see himself sad...
While everyone else was still in amazement, Tang Ding suddenly shouted excitedly: "Get up!"
The gongs and drums sounded again, and the coffin continued to move forward. However, after Han Du sang and sang to send off Tang He, the sound of gongs and drums became the background. The whole road was filled with Han Du's singing to send Tang He.
...
"...Thousands of years have passed down my throat. It's so bold." Lao Zhu excitedly picked up a pen and wrote down Han Du's lyrics on rice paper. The first sentence made Lao Zhu excited.
Zhu Biao on the side felt very helpless. After all, he saw his father, who used to be very majestic, staring at the lyrics on the imperial case, with disdainful words coming out of his mouth from time to time, but the more disdainful he was, the more he looked at him. The more he refused to leave the rice paper, the fact that such a contradictory look appeared on his father's face made Zhu Biao feel incredible.
"Young man still uses a silver spear to show off his love?" Lao Zhu suddenly became disdainful and said: "With his thin arms and legs, can he hold a long spear?"
Seeing his father's nitpicking, Zhu Biao smiled and reminded: "Father, the revolver is also silver."
Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment, threw the brush away angrily, and cursed: "As expected, the one who is close to the ink is the black one. That bastard Han Du loves to play tricks. Now that you have been with him for a long time, you have become like him? "
Zhu Biao suddenly shrank his neck and did not dare to speak anymore.
Lao Zhu reluctantly took another look at the lyrics. In fact, most of his attention was focused on one sentence, which was "Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I swear to protect you with you." This gentleman may be Tang He, but it may also be Zhu Biao.
The reason why Lao Zhu became more satisfied the more he read this sentence is naturally self-evident.
At the morning court the next day, Lao Zhu announced that Han Du would attend the morning court starting from the next morning court.
How could all the officials not understand what it means to attend the morning court?
There is no airtight wall in the world. Although Han Du and the most beautiful woman in Beijing gave birth to a child, although it did not arouse people's thoughts at first. However, as Han Du was grounded for no reason, the officials, driven by curiosity, also found out the inside story.
The emperor ordered Han Du to attend morning court in the future, which meant that the matter was revealed by the emperor and no one could mention it again.
For the officials, this matter was related to the royal family's reputation and had little to do with the court. As long as the emperor said yes, they would naturally not object.
What's more important is that the houses in the "upright" and "incorruptible" houses have not yet been allocated. At this juncture, no one is willing to offend Han Du.
If Han Du was offended by one of his words and asked him to give him the worst house, that would be a real loss. All the officials believed that Han Du could shamelessly do such a thing. After all, Han Du has done worse things than this.
This matter was so easily approved by the officials in the morning.
In the morning of the next morning, Han Du stood in the queue of distinguished officials. Fu Youde, Duke of Ying and Lan Yu, Duke of Liang, both of the Ming Dynasty, led troops to guard the border fortress. In the past, only Tang He stayed in the capital, so Tang He was the mainstay of Xungui in the capital.
Now that Tang He has passed away, not even a Duke can be found in the capital. The highest-status noble is the marquis, and the Marquis of Zhenhai of Handu is the highest-status among the marquises. Therefore, he stood in front of all the nobles.
It also happens to be under Zhu Biao.
"The Emperor has arrived~"
Following the old eunuch's sharp and powerful shout.
Han Du and the other ministers knelt down to the dragon throne. "I pay my respects to the Emperor. Long live my Emperor! Long live the Emperor~"
"All my dear friends, stand still." As Lao Zhu raised his hand to signal, his loud voice spread throughout the entire Fengtian Hall.
"Thank you, Your Majesty~"
Han Du, like the other ministers, thanked him first and then stood up.
The old eunuch had already received the signal from the emperor and knew that today was not about discussing government affairs. So, he lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, without any of his usual attitude of standing out and shouting "Something's going to happen!"
Lao Zhu took out a notebook and held it up to show it to the ministers. "My dear friends, do you know what this is?"
All the ministers looked at each other, wondering what the emperor meant. After all, the distance was so far, and since these books were almost the same, they naturally couldn't guess what they were.
Han Du didn't understand what Lao Zhu meant, so he subconsciously glanced at Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao responded to Han Du with a smile, and Han Du immediately felt relieved and quietly waited for Lao Zhu's next words.
Sure enough, when Lao Zhu saw that all the ministers' attention was drawn to his hands, he felt slightly satisfied. However, his face still darkened and he said sternly: "You don't even know, do you? Then I will tell you what this is. This is the credential that the Japanese country once gave me!"
