The sky was slightly bright, and Li Qing hugged the already cold Mu Zhuoer, feeling lost.
The female doctor came over and was slightly startled when she saw Mu Zhuoer, but she wasn't too surprised.
She sighed softly and said, "The king has made arrangements. Once she leaves, we will all move. The king also said... I hope you can bury her with your own hands."
"Okay." Li Qing's voice was a little hoarse, "How do you bury me here?"
"She will be buried wherever she dies." The female doctor said, "The king's will was to bury her according to the ancient Mongolian funeral customs. We have made preparations here."
After a pause, he added: "After the king is buried, you can leave."
Li Qing nodded slightly, looked down at Mu Zhuoer in his arms, and said softly: "Thank you."
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Traditional funerals in Mongolia are very simple. They take the tent where the deceased lived, a piece of cloth in the center, a good horse, a bow and arrows, and a low table with meat, milk, and wine.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
This means that the deceased has arrived in another world, where they have tents to live in, horses to ride on, bows and arrows to hunt, meat and milk to eat, and wine to drink.
Li Qing started digging a large pit and put the burial objects in it first.
He stared at Mu Zhuoer and finally felt that he was indebted. He reached out and took off the jade pendant that Lao Zhu gave him in the past, placed it in Mu Zhuoer's palm, let her hold it, and then carried her into the grave.
The tribal priests prayed to their king around the tomb with great piety.
After a long time, the sacrifice was completed.
Li Qing personally sealed the pit...
Without grave mounds or tombstones, grass will grow on this land in the coming year, and no one will know that a former king of the prairie rests here.
A queen who has been battling wits and courage with Ming Dynasty for decades.
Li Qing stared for a long time, sighing leisurely, full of melancholy.
After finishing her work, the female doctor brought a luxurious carriage with four drivers. On the carriage were dried meat, various herbs, finely brewed mare's milk wine, and Han people's grain wine. It was very rich and sufficient for his return journey.
Li Qing loaded the coffin into the luxurious carriage, took one last look at it, and rode away.
The sky was blue and cloudless, and the wind mixed with the fragrance of green grass lifted his long hair, but it could not blow away the pain in his heart.
…
"Ho ho ho..."
There was movement in the coffin, Li Qing tightened the reins and stopped the carriage, turned around and walked into the carriage.
Zhu Qizhen had already opened his eyes, which were blank and scattered. It wasn't until he saw Li Qing that he began to focus a little bit.
"Sir..." Zhu Qizhen was in a very bad state and was very angry, but he was still conscious.
Li Qing's throat-sealing sword did not cut his throat, but just cut a gash along his throat. Even so, Zhu Qizhen almost died.
After Li Qing stopped the bleeding in time and nourished him with true temperature, Zhu Qizhen could barely hold on.
Of course, the main reason is that Zhu Qizhen is young.
"The milk is gone. Let's drink some milk wine first." Li Qing helped him sit up from the coffin, uncorked the wine and handed it to his mouth.
Zhu Qizhen held the wine bag in his mouth and took two sips, then coughed violently.
"Hi~ It hurts...!"
"Stop being so squeamish, just enjoy yourself while you're alive." Li Qing teased.
Zhu Qizhen said in surprise: "We...are back?"
"Where are we? We just left the Tatar camp and there is still a long way to go." Li Qing sneered, "Don't worry, I can go back this time."
"Well, thank you, sir." Zhu Qizhen said gratefully.
After that sword blow, he was not unconscious all the time, but woke up intermittently. In order to hide from others, he had been lying in the coffin, only occasionally drinking some milk, and barely surviving.
Otherwise, no matter how angry Li Qing is without eating or drinking for so long, he will not be able to protect him.
Li Qing sighed: "Actually, the Tatar Queen knows that you are not dead, but she just let the water out on purpose. Otherwise, she wouldn't have left holes in your coffin and given you so many herbs."
"she knows?"
"Nonsense." Li Qing rolled his eyes, "Thinking about it with her buttocks, she also knew that I would not stay in the grassland for a dead man and not go back, so she used the excuse of letting me accompany her to help cover up the past."
"She..." Zhu Qizhen sighed, "Sir, you have finally let me down."
Li Qing said with a cold face: "Why, my skin is itchy just after I woke up."
"...Sir, you are an elder, but I have also been an emperor after all." Zhu Qizhen smiled helplessly, "Can you give me some face?"
"Face is earned by oneself, not given by others." Li Qing said calmly, "By the way, I have something to discuss with you."
"What you said, can I refuse?" Zhu Qizhen muttered.
"Yes, let me tell you something." Li Qing changed his tone, "I want to borrow your Yu Ling from now on."
Zhu Qizhen was surprised: "Sir, is your deadline coming soon?"
"...No." Li Qing shook his head, "I asked for it for others."
"This..." Zhu Qizhen was a little embarrassed, "How can anyone enter the imperial mausoleum? Sir, I am really not stingy this time. It's about this, he..."
"Your second grandfather, Zhu Gaoxu." Li Qing said, "I promised him that after his death, I would bring him back to his roots and recognize his ancestors."
"Is it him?" Zhu Gaoxu was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, by the way, when will he die?"
Li Qing said angrily: "How did I know this? It will probably take a long time. He is your grandfather after all. You are really filial."
Zhu Qizhen curled his lips secretly, disapproving.
He knew about the second grandfather's rebellion, so he naturally had no good impression of him. Only after considering Zhu Gaoxu's two heroic actions and Li Qing's opening, did he agree.
"As long as you don't occupy the magpie's nest, everything else doesn't matter."
Li Qing nodded: "You can rest assured."
After a short time, Zhu Qizhen lay down again. He was too weak now.
Li Qing did not continue on his way and took Zhu Qizhen with him. No matter how fast he was, he could not catch up with the Tatar cavalry who had already set off.
Not surprisingly, war has begun in the Ming Dynasty.
Based on Zhu Qizhen's physical condition, Li Qing gave him medicine and used his true energy to comb his body.
After some operations, Zhu Qizhen's health improved a lot, his pale face became rosy, and his energy and energy improved significantly.
After resting for three consecutive days, Zhu Qizhen finally stopped being half-dead and gained some strength.
"Sir, where are we going back from?"
"The Tatars are attacking Xuanfu, let's go to Datong." Li Qing said thoughtfully, "The situation in Xuanfu is still unknown, and the two of us won't be able to achieve much. After all, you are no longer the emperor."
Zhu Qizhen nodded silently: "Okay, listen to sir."
He was lonely and worried, "Sir, this time the Tatars are almost out in force. Under the fierce attack of the cavalry, can the capital withstand it?"
"Now you know how powerful he is?" Li Qing said solemnly.
Zhu Qizhen smiled bitterly: "It's already this time, so don't lecture me."
"Haha," Li Qing said lightly, "the Tatars are strong, but the Ming army is not weak either. Although there has been no war in the north these years, the three battalions of the Ming army are by no means in vain. As long as they don't make mistakes, they can't defend the capital. Not big."
After a pause, "In these years, after suppressing the rebellion and sending troops to Luchuan, has the Ming army been defeated?"
Li Qing said angrily: "If you didn't conquer it yourself, this situation would never be the case."
Stop scolding, stop scolding, I know I was wrong... Zhu Qizhen nodded bravely: "Sir, we should go back as soon as possible."
Li Qing nodded: "I have something to say first. Even if you go back, you cannot return to the capital until the war is over and the situation is not clear."
"Why?"
"The one who ascended the throne is King Tan. He has only been in power for a few months. How will he deal with you when you go back?" Li Qing asked: "What are the officers and soldiers of the Ming army and the ministers in the court thinking?
Will it be half-hearted?
If we can't twist them into a rope at this time, then Ming Dynasty will really be in danger. "
Zhu Qizhen was silent, "I'm afraid the queen won't be able to think about it."
"Don't worry, I will return to the capital and take the time to tell him the details." Li Qing said.
"Okay." Zhu Qizhen sighed, "When can I go back?"
"It's best not to go back." Li Qing said, "If you and King Tan exchange identities, how would you treat your overlord?"
Zhu Qizhen's eyes narrowed, what would he do to him, the great emperor?
Of course he killed a hundred people!
However, Li Qing knew that Zhu Qiyu would not kill Zhu Qizhen. He did not let Zhu Qizhen go back to prevent Zhu Qizhen from wanting to take power again.
As soon as Zhu Qizhen returns, there must be someone who secretly seeks refuge with him in order to serve the dragon and achieve great success. Over time, Zhu Qizhen may not be able to regain his desire to resettle.
Zhu Qizhen's advantage was too great. The head of the harem was his mother, and the prince of the East Palace was his son. Zhu Qiyu was alone and had no desire to kill decisively.
It can be said that as long as Zhu Qizhen returns to Beijing, his future restoration is almost certain.
What's more important is that with Zhu Qizhen's imperial mentality, when he sees Yu Qian taking over the power, he will definitely wield the butcher's knife.
These are things Li Qing doesn't want to see. The only way is to prevent Zhu Qizhen from returning to Beijing.
Solve the problem at its root!
