In the 747th year of the Central Plains, in the 33rd year after Emperor Tang ascended the throne, Mr. Wang died.
This news spread quickly throughout the Central Plains like a thunder, and it didn't take long for it to spread throughout the world.
For a time, all Hanzi in Zhongyuan paid their respects spontaneously. From the octogenarian to the young, they all expressed their grief for this legendary old man in their own way. Even the children of the chief minister also followed the elders, brothers and sisters of the family. They knelt down and worshiped in the same way. Some people cried to express their pain, some went on hunger strike for several days to express their sorrow, and some were drunk and unconscious to express their regret...
An atmosphere of sadness enveloped this land, infecting everyone living here. But a few days later, when most people got over their grief, people turned their attention to another aspect - the cause of Mr.'s death. Because there is news that Mr. did not die of old age, but died of... the cooperation of two other Tianshu Grand Masters in the Central Plains!
A wave of curiosity and excitement quickly replaced the previous sadness, and for a while there were many opinions. People were enthusiastically speculating, discussing and even imagining various possible scenarios that would happen on Qianniu Mountain. Their enthusiasm was in sharp contrast to the previous sadness and depression. Some people say that the husband was about to die and worried about what was going on behind him, so he deliberately attracted the two Tianshu Grandmasters to come and eliminate them in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, they were killed by the two great masters. Others said that the husband was about to die and the two great masters conspired to kill him. Come, I want to take this opportunity to avenge the sword and punch of the year; what is even more exaggerated is that some people say that this is a conspiracy of the imperial courts of the Central Plains countries. Because of the previous incident of Bo Qingbo, the existence of Mr. is a huge problem to the royal families of all countries. Because of the threat, he chose to ask the other two Grand Masters to take action at this time...
After just a few days of fermentation, this matter quickly evolved into an argument where the people vented their dissatisfaction wantonly. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation. Some scolded Yunyue Pavilion and the Cottage for being ruthless and ruthless, and they would kill an old man next time; They scolded the court for being ungrateful. If this old man had not united and led the powerful forces to fight against the barbarians more than a hundred years ago, I am afraid that the Central Plains would have become the Central Plains of the northern barbarians at this time. Some focused on attacking the New Tang court, blaming the Li family for not protecting their husband. Only then did he suffer such a catastrophe... Various opinions were passed around among the people, and discussions were heated in the streets. Some even got into fights and attracted passers-by to watch, just to prove that their views were right. How could it be so? ridiculous.
Unlike the public opinion, there was silence inside the New Tang court.
After his death, the whole country of New Tang Dynasty mourned him for seven days to commemorate the old man. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty also stopped the morning court for seven days. When the court resumed seven days later, the court was silent for a stick of incense and no one spoke. Even before the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty arrived, all the officials believed that silence is golden. Principle, for fear of making a mistake and saying something wrong.
Seeing the ministers looking thoughtful, Emperor Tang took a breath to calm down. His cough became more and more severe these days, and even Zichun's medicine had no effect, so he often woke up coughing in the middle of the night. Maybe he doesn't have much time. His husband has passed away. I'm afraid he will have to follow in his footsteps to meet his ancestors in heaven...
"Cough cough cough——"
With a cough, Emperor Tang returned his attention to his eyes. The ministers still lowered their heads, but one person raised his head in deep thought.
Looking at the man, Emperor Tang said, "What's Bo Zhong thinking...cough, cough..."
When Wang Yanqing heard the person on the dragon chair calling him, he immediately put his thoughts back and bowed his head respectfully: "Back to your Majesty, I... I am mourning my husband."
"Oh? Ahem...the seven-day festival has passed, why do you still have no regrets?"
"minister……"
Wang Yanqing suddenly paused, as if something was stuck in his throat. Then, he swallowed hard and said——
"My grief for my husband is as endless as the waves of the Wei River. How can it stop in just seven days? My husband was born with righteousness and universal love. He stepped forward when the Central Plains was in danger, drove away the aliens, and turned the tide. Only then did the Central Plains become what it is today. Stable! Later, he opened a poor family, attracting competition among poor people from all over the world. For a time, talents surged and all industries prospered. Our dynasty also benefited a lot from it and gained countless talented people. Now when Mr. is dying... woo woo... before he is dying. Actually...wuwu...I actually used my body as a bait to lure the two great masters into danger and return with severe injuries. This kindness to me in the Tang Dynasty is as heavy as a mountain. When I was young, I regarded my husband as a role model to inspire me throughout my life. This is still the case half a hundred years ago. When Mr. Jin passed away... Wuwu... I... Wuwu... I am so sad and unbearable, so sad!"
After saying that, Wang Yanqing burst into tears uncontrollably and kept wiping his tears with his hands. The sincerity of his feelings made it difficult not to feel hurt.
Seeing the Lord Shangshu burst into tears, all the officials also cried, raising their sleeves to wipe their eyes. In an instant, the whole court was crying.
Seeing the ministers crying, Emperor Tang sneered in his heart——
snort! Each of the performances was quite realistic, but I wonder if you will cry like you did today when I leave!
Yin Jingting closed his eyes and remained silent. He did not cry with Wang Yanqing like other officials.
Emperor Tang felt a little annoyed when he saw the officials acting pretentious. He waved his hands feebly and said: "Retreat from the court...ahem...if you want to cry, go home and cry...ahem..."
Following the shrill screams of the little eunuch, all the officials knelt down and shouted "Long live my emperor", and then stood up to exit the court. Suddenly, another question came from the dragon throne——
"Where's Chang Zhishan?"
Emperor Tang froze and looked at the ministers below suspiciously. He glanced back and forth several times to make sure that Chang Zhishan was not found.
Wang Yanqing smiled faintly, as if he had finally waited for a good opportunity that he couldn't miss, and said——
"Back to your Majesty, General Chang... there is joy in the family."
"Are you happy? What happiness?"
Emperor Tang felt a little strange. Logically speaking, he should know that there was a happy event in Chang Zhishan's family. Why didn't he hear Wang Yanqing talk about it until this morning when no one was seen in the court.
"Uh... General Chang Xiaotian... wants to get married..."
Wang Yanqing was calm on the surface, but there was some turmoil in his heart. After waiting for so long, the Holy Emperor finally asked about this matter.
Emperor Tang's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but feel something strange in his heart. Even the wind about such a big event should have heard a little bit, why...
Could it be that Chang Zhishan deliberately hid it from me and wanted to keep his son's wedding in a low profile? Thinking of this, Emperor Tang couldn't help but frown, and asked in a deep voice: "Whose girl is this?"
Wang Yanqing suppressed his inner impulse and answered cautiously: "I don't know..."
Emperor Tang frowned slightly, then he snorted heavily and said——
"Tch! What a coincidence, isn't it? The Jiang family wants to get a wife, and the Chang family is also rushing to get her? What kind of a good day is this?"
After that, Emperor Tang shook his sleeves and robe and strode away.
…
…
The Chang Mansion was peaceful, with no festive atmosphere at all.
At the main table in the hall, Chang Zhishan said nothing and looked very depressed.
On the other side of the main table is an elderly couple. The old woman is dressed just like an ordinary peasant woman. She always looks at the young man opposite with a smile and a loving look on her face. As for the old man, although he has a gray beard and hair, his eyes are shining and he is obviously in good spirits.
On the other half of the main table, several young people were sitting in rows. One of them was a woman with a bulging belly, and sitting next to her was Chang Xiaotian, who was blushing.
Chang Xiaotian blushed not because he was shy, but because he was drunk.
There are only a few tables in the hall, and they are all close relatives of both parties. There are no other outsiders. Even Chang Zhishan's old subordinates are not seen, but Chang Xiaotian is really enjoying himself, holding a big bowl at every table. He toasted with every relative present and drank it all in one gulp. No matter how good his drinking capacity was, Chang Xiaotian might not be able to withstand this turn of events. Therefore, although Chang Xiaotian did not fall drunk at the wine table, his face was flushed and his ears were flushed. Came up too.
Seeing that Chang Xiaotian was a little excited, the old man asked with a smile: "Xiaotian, how is the situation in the pass?"
"Go back to the old general! The situation in the pass is good! The barbarians have been beaten by us to the point where they don't even dare to rob Dao'er!"
Seeing the old man asking questions, Chang Xiaotian suddenly stood up and spoke loudly. His voice was so loud that all the tables in the hall stopped chatting and looked at the main table.
Chang Xiaotian's eldest sister was sitting on the other side of him. She couldn't help laughing when she saw that her younger brother was still giving military orders at a private banquet. She turned to look at her helpless father, hurriedly pulled her brother's sleeves, and said softly: "Look at you, you are such a bear! You get up after drinking some wine, sit down quickly! Everyone is laughing at your joke - —”
Chang Xiaotian has had a deep relationship with his eldest sister since he was a child, so naturally he didn't dare to disobey her. He sat back down and said proudly: "How could the old general fall in love with him if he didn't have such a bear-like appearance?"
The old man smiled with satisfaction. He seemed very satisfied with Chang Xiaotian's appearance. He continued: "Tell me, how did you beat the barbarian?"
"Hey! It's all taught well by the old general! We are in the pass..."
Chang Xiaotian became even more excited when he mentioned this, so much so that he forgot what occasion he was in because of the alcohol. His eyes were shining with excitement, and he was shaking the ceiling with one finger. His posture was extremely arrogant, which was very similar to the way he was lecturing in the camp.
"I wonder if the courage of those stupid barbarians was eaten by dogs, just like the damn mice, they are thieves! These melons hide in the wilderness every day and don't come out, damn me... "
"cough--"
Perhaps because he couldn't bear to hear these vulgar words, Chang Zhishan coughed unnaturally. He had been holding back since he opened the table, and it seemed that he couldn't hold back anymore. Seeing this, Chang Xiaotian suppressed his impassioned emotions a little. Although he was drunk, he was in front of his father after all, so he did not dare to act too rudely.
"Fuck me...ahem!"
Chang Xiaotian still felt something was wrong as soon as these three words came out, and he quickly covered it up with a cough.
"I'm here...ahem! I'm here..."
At this point, Chang Xiaotian stopped. No matter what he said, he felt it was inappropriate. After thinking seriously for a moment, he slowed down his speech, put on a slow, elegant and easy-going look, and said: "The general will lead Guan Nei The soldiers of the army often escorted caravans out of the customs. In the early years, they could encounter large or small barbarian cavalry time and time again, but in recent years..."
Seeing her husband's pretentious appearance, the woman with a bulging belly chuckled.
Seeing his son's appearance, Chang Zhishan turned his head, then raised his glass and drank the wine in one sip, his depressed mood clearly written on his face - he was really afraid of what he was going to get! Whose belly is this bad boy trying to make bigger? Unexpectedly, it happened... alas... the family was in misfortune! The family is unfortunate!
The old man couldn't help but feel a little amused when he saw Chang Zhishan's depressed look, but he still had a straight face on the outside. He put aside the impassioned Chang Xiaotian, turned to Chang Zhishan and said, "What the hell are you afraid of? I didn't even see you afraid when I beat Prince Ning."
Chang Zhishan shook his head and took another sip of wine.
Seeing that Chang Zhishan was really depressed, the old man immediately changed his smile, picked up the wine bottle and filled it for Chang Zhishan, and said: "Brother Chang, come on... don't drink alone, we are all here." It’s your in-laws, don’t cry all the time! Come on, have a drink——”
After saying that, the old man took the initiative to pick up the wine glass, touched Chang Zhishan's cup lightly, and then drank it all in one gulp.
Although Chang Zhishan was depressed, he couldn't bear to offend his old comrades and drained his glass again.
Seeing that Chang Xiaotian had finished describing his "great achievements" and was stroking his wife's belly and giggling, Chang Zhishan felt extremely depressed and whispered: "Huh! I raised a good son for you -"
When the old man heard this, he puffed up his beard and stared, and said without any sign of weakness: "What does it mean to raise a good son for me!? Will my Xu Younian daughter be bad!? If I hadn't looked at this child Xiaotian, You have a lot of potential! Not to mention you, Chang Zhishan! Even if ministers or princes come to Xu Mansion to propose marriage to me, they may not meet him!"
Chang Zhishan did not answer immediately, but looked at the wine glass silently, obviously thoughtful.
Seeing this, Xu Younian did not continue to cause trouble. He patted Chang Zhishan on the shoulder and said: "Brother, you are just a mediocre person. We are the ones who are clean. What else can the Holy One do to you and me? Don't worry about it. Come on, come - let's drink -"
"I hope so..."
The wine glasses collided again, making a crisp and sweet sound, and the two of them drank at the same time.
"Don't think too much! I got a good son-in-law, and you got a good daughter-in-law, wouldn't you be happy?" Xu Younian smiled broadly again.
"If you don't mind his loud voice, I can treat him as your son." Chang Zhishan looked at his son with disgust.
"Hehe, I don't dare to ask for your son. I have been thinking about the winter wine that Xiaotian paid filial piety to you. Speaking of which, Xiaotian wrote a letter before saying how delicious Manzi's winter wine is. I didn't believe it. I didn't expect that it was really good after I tasted it. It’s so damn evil, after taking the first sip, you’re thinking about the second sip, and all the gluttons in your stomach are aroused by it..."
"Take it, take it-"
"Hey, don't lie to me! I'll go to your wine cellar later, hehe -"
Looking at Xu Younian's honest smile, Chang Zhishan also smiled slightly. Anyway, time is running out. If there is any action... we will know it in the next two days...
…
A rapid coughing sound came from the depths of the palace, which seemed to be stimulated by something. This coughing sound was more violent than before.
Emperor Tang was lying on his side on the dragon couch, holding a handkerchief in one hand and calming his chest with the other. The palace was very empty, and there was no sound except the echo of Emperor Tang's cough. Under the dragon couch, there was only a little eunuch kneeling on the ground. His body was trembling and he didn't even dare to raise his head. Emperor Tang held a piece of paper in his hand. The paper was crumpled. In the dim candlelight, the words "Chang Xu Marriage..." could be faintly seen.
'Cough cough - cough cough - cough cough cough -'
Emperor Tang seemed to be coughing up his lungs. He put down the handkerchief, and a bright red color suddenly appeared on the yellow silk. Emperor Tang weakly grabbed the paper into a ball and threw it to the ground with trembling hands. He closed his eyes and hooked his fingers. Xiao Jinzi climbed forward wisely and carefully raised his ears to listen to Emperor Tang's instructions, for fear of missing any word.
"Go...go bring Mr. Zhang..." Emperor Tang couldn't even finish the word 'call here' and could only keep pointing to the bed.
Chen Jinjue understood what he was thinking and immediately added: "I will call Guard Zhang here now——"
Emperor Tang nodded feebly and ran away as soon as he saw Xiao Jinzi slowly retreating out of the palace.
Okay... Okay... I haven't left yet... Each of you is thinking very far... Emperor Tang opened his eyes and looked gloomily outside the palace, his heart filled with loneliness and loneliness.
