December is even colder.
The wind and snow never stopped, and the palace servants in the yard kept sweeping away the snow.
Cheng Wanwan calculated the time and realized that tomorrow was the last day of eighty-one days, which was also the funeral day that she had been waiting for for a long time.
During these more than eighty days, she had made all preparations, and all she wanted was to be foolproof.
"Mrs. Sui is quite carefree."
A cold voice came from the door.
Cheng Wanwan put down the tea cup, stood up, bowed and saluted: "I've seen the king, come here, give the king a cup of tea to warm himself up."
Mrs. Qi quickly served a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table.
"Mrs. Sui must have heard about Dayu's 350,000-strong army approaching the border." King Xirong said coldly, "I never expected that Madam Sui could allow Dayu to send so many soldiers to the rescue. I really underestimated her. "
Seven days ago, the army of Dayu Kingdom pressed on the border, and everyone in Xirong Kingdom was in danger.
Fortunately, he had dispatched 100,000 troops from the south a month ago. Now, Xirong is fighting against Daewoo's 350,000 troops with 300,000 troops.
Xirong is a cavalryman, and he is a brave and skilled knight on horseback. One person can fight at least three people. Xirong has a high chance of winning.
But he still asked, "Mrs. Sui, which country do you think can win?"
"I, a woman, cannot influence the outcome of the war." Cheng Wanwan raised her eyes and said, "If the Xirong Kingdom wins, my current life will not change in any way. If the Dayu Kingdom wins, will the king hand me over?" Not necessarily? The king would rather hand over a corpse than let me go back to Dayu to study rice seeds to increase production, right?"
"That's right." King Xirong admitted directly, "I went to the experimental field alone, and the rice grew very well. It is indeed as you said, it is a high-yielding rice seed. If you return to Dayu Country, sow it on the most fertile land. Rice seeds and per-acre yields will only become more terrible. Rather than letting you go back to benefit the people of Dayu Country, it would be better..."
He paused and smiled, "Don't worry, Mrs. Sui. I want you to live well."
"Live or die, it doesn't mean much to me." Cheng Wanwan looked at the coffin, "I just want my son to be buried in glory. After he is buried, I have nothing to pursue in life."
There was death in her eyes.
The King of Xirong didn't care. He asked. After waiting for up to half a month, the rice in the experimental field will mature. Ten acres of land can produce five thousand kilograms of rice seeds. This high yield can be promoted in all the land in Xirong. Rice, whether this Mrs. Sui is alive or dead is not that important anymore...
Of course, it would be better for Mrs. Sui to be alive, because some of the problems encountered in growing rice still require her to answer.
"When I have a great victory over Xirong, I will take over Mrs. Sui's three other sons and give them official positions, making your family the most powerful family in Xirong." King Xirong said, "Tomorrow Dr. Dongzan will be buried. Xiu Mu, let’s see Doctor Dongzan off, Mrs. Sui, please rest early.”
Cheng Wanwan watched King Xirong leave.
That night, she took sleeping pills to barely fall asleep, mainly because she was afraid that she would not be able to keep up with her energy the next day and would hold everyone back.
The next day, at dawn, Cheng Wanwan was woken up by Gu Bing.
She put on plain white clothes, without any hairpins on her head, and stood in the yard with a numb expression.
People from the Rites Department of Xirong State carried the coffin to the square of the main hall. All civil and military officials stood in the wind and snow, listening to the imperial master reciting scriptures.
These officials have never seen what the person in the coffin looks like, but that doesn't stop them from pretending to be sad and mourning silently...
King Xirong stood at the highest point and said loudly: "...Amitabha, may you be reborn in bliss...Doctor Dongzan, have a good journey..."
Countless coins were sprinkled into the sky and fell together with the heavy snow.
The palace people moved all the fireworks and firecrackers to the edge of the square, and with a command, they lit them all together.
However, those fireworks and firecrackers had no reaction at all.
"Perhaps the weather is too cold." Princess Taiping said, "Please Madam Sui not to hold a grudge against Xirong because of this."
Cheng Wanwan lowered his head and said, "My son is already blessed to have so many people see him off. How dare I ask for more..."
King Xirong nodded and was about to speak.
Suddenly, a servant from the queen's palace came in a hurry: "King, queen, the eldest princess is awake!"
Princess Taiping's face was full of disbelief: "You mean, Xin'er woke up?"
Cheng Wanwan was also surprised.
When she went to the Queen's Palace, she secretly examined Princess Xin'er with modern medical equipment. The little princess would never wake up in her life. How could she...
"King, Xin'er finally woke up." Princess Taiping suddenly cried and grabbed the arm of King Xirong, "You are Xin'er's favorite father. She must hope that the first person she sees when she opens her eyes is your father." King, King, please come with me!"
King Xirong frowned.
Cheng Wanwan said: "It's already a great honor for the king to come here to see my son off. The eldest princess' side is more important. Please come over quickly."
The poor little princess slept for nearly ten years before she woke up. She must have her father, queen and mother by her side. Moreover, she does not need the King of Xirong here. After the King of Xirong leaves, it will be easier for them to flee...
King Xirong thought of the little princess many years ago, and his cold expression became slightly softer.
He has never visited Xin'er for so many years. It is indeed his father who has neglected his duty.
Next, Xirong is at war with Dayu. He will be even busier and will have no time to be in the palace. It’s time to take a look.
King Xirong said a few words to his cronies, and then walked towards the harem with Princess Taiping.
Princess Taiping slowly turned back, looked at Cheng Wanwan, and said with her lips: "I wish you all the best."
After she finished speaking, she smiled, and that smile made Cheng Wanwan feel a little flustered for no reason...
She didn't know why she was panicking. Maybe it was because it would be difficult to see Princess Taiping again, or maybe it was because she was about to do something big and she was too nervous...
The departure of the King of Xirong and the Queen did not affect the progress of the funeral.
The people from the Ministry of Etiquette continued to perform the ceremony, and after a series of complicated etiquette, the coffin was finally lifted and walked outside the palace.
Outside the palace, King Qin and He Xiao led the people to join the funeral procession... This was the special grace of King Xirong. Of course, they also sent people to monitor.
It was still snowing in the sky, and many people were watching the fun outside.
The common people only knew that the person in the coffin was Dr. Dongzan. No one knew what contribution this first-grade official had made to Xirong.
The streets were bustling with people, and people were talking around the coffin.
At this moment, Cheng Wanwan put her hand into her sleeve and took out a firework flare. Just as she was about to raise the flare into the sky, there was a commotion from the direction of the palace gate.
"No, the palace is on fire!"
"All soldiers enter the palace to put out the fire. Stop the burial!"
"Get water to put out the fire!"
"..."
The people on the street were in a commotion, and the procession of ministers who came to attend the funeral was also in chaos, and everyone looked frightened.
Cheng Wanwan quickly turned around and looked at the Xirong Palace. The fire was raging and black smoke was rising into the sky. That palace was clearly the main hall where Princess Taiping was...
Her mind tightened suddenly!
Princess Taiping’s smile just now was a final farewell to her!
