After a night's rest in the side hall, Li Xian finally returned to his normal biological clock early the next morning and woke up early.
Under Fang's service, Li Xian put on a set of plain clothes. Different from the one he usually wore, this time it was a formal plain clothes issued by the Ministry of Rites.
After tidying up my clothes, I hurried out without even eating breakfast.
On the flat ground at the entrance to the imperial mausoleum, the civil and military ministers were clearly distinguished. On one side were generals wrapped in white cloth and armor, and on the other side were civil servants in full white plain clothes.
Seeing that the civil and military ministers had already lined up, Li Xian blushed and hurriedly took a few steps to reach the forefront of the civil servants.
There were many new faces today, but those at the forefront of the court list were usually members of the royal family. Li Xian knew all of these people.
Behind him was Li Dan.
He is now the King of Ji. Because he is only thirteen years old and unmarried, he has not yet established a feudal lordship in the fiefdom.
Standing behind him was Ming Chongyan, whom he had seen from afar yesterday.
He is in this position not because of his status, but because he occupies the position of Li Dan's etiquette teacher and needs to follow Li Dan for guidance.
Seeing King Yong sizing him up, Ming Chongyan bent down and bowed his hands in a salute. As for smiling, he didn't dare. Who dared to smile in this scene today?
Li Xian also had a deathly expression on his face, and he casually raised his hand, which was regarded as a return gift. The huge gap in status meant that if he formally returned the gift, he would be criticized.
In addition, Li Xian thought of another reason for Ming Chongyan's suggestion - it was nothing more than Cong Long. After all, he was from the Prince of Ji's palace, and he always wanted to be loyal to his master.
Li Dan knew what kind of day it was. Although he had been warned many times by Ming Chongyan, he still couldn't help but want to talk to his sixth brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Seeing that there were no censors wandering around, Li Dan couldn't restrain his curiosity and called out: "Brother Six."
Li Xian reached out and touched Li Dan's head and said, "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we get back. Today is the funeral of the emperor's brother. You and I must not be rude."
"Um."
After agreeing, Li Dan returned to his straight-looking state.
Looking past Li Dan, Li Xian looked at the other princes.
Li Zhong died, and Li Xiao also died. The ancients said that it was difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. Who knew that Li Zhi's two children, one loyal and one filial, were completely ruined.
The third son, King Qi, Li Shangjin, was originally the governor of Shoulu Province, but was later dismissed from office after being convicted and resettled in Lizhou.
It was said that he was being resettled, but in fact it was no different from being imprisoned. Looking at his emaciated appearance, you could tell that he was being imprisoned quite miserably.
Like Li Shangjin, Li Sujie, the King of Xi, also received the "resettlement" treatment. Originally, the throne of King Yong belonged to him, but because his mother was Xiao Shufei, with the rise of the Queen of Heaven, he completely withdrew from the stage of the court, even if he did not. No matter what crime he committed, he was sentenced to life imprisonment.
Originally, these two people should not have appeared at the funeral. After all, they were sentenced to imprisonment. However, Li Zhi may have been stimulated by Li Hong's death, and he actually released them and allowed them to return to Chang'an to participate in the funeral.
Seeing King Yong looking this way, Li Shangjin and Li Sujie both raised their hands in salute. This is against the rules. Logically speaking, they are the fourth and fifth brothers and should not be the first to salute their younger brothers. However, years of imprisonment have taught them to be humble.
Sighing secretly, Li Xian did not hand over casually this time, but bowed seriously.
Li Zhi had a total of eight sons, three of whom died. Now there are only four of them here. The remaining one who has not been seen is King Li Xian of England.
Although Li Xian's title was King of England, his fiefdom was in Fangzhou. Logically speaking, the distance from Fangzhou to Chang'an was not far, so he should have arrived there anyway.
Just when Li Xian was confused, the emperor and empress came out in plain clothes.
The eyes of both people were red. Originally, they did not need to appear on such an occasion, but perhaps because his health was better, Li Zhi came over insistently.
Zhou Ke, the Minister of Rites, personally serves as the official of ceremonies today.
Seeing that the sun was about to rise in the east, he hurriedly walked to the incense burner and said: "In honor of the emperor's funeral, all those who are destined to be burned should stay away!"
The retreat of fire life?
Li Xian originally thought that these taboos were something that only existed in later generations, but who knew that they would appear as early as now.
Following Zhou Ke's voice, many Huoming people left the team and turned their backs to the incense burner.
It was originally a very simple action, but a noisy sound came from behind, leaving Li Xian confused.
Turning around and looking behind him, he saw a fat man, humming, taking two steps to rest, and running forward along the gap between the civil and military ministers.
It's Li Xian!
Li Xian's hair was disheveled and he was casually wearing plain clothes. The clothes looked extremely messy, and there was even a little mud on his face.
Seeing this scene, Li Xian almost couldn't help laughing. I don’t know who came up with the idea to dress Li Xian up like this. It’s so fake!
Li Xian ran for more than ten minutes for a distance of more than two hundred meters. By the time he reached the front, he was already covered in sweat.
I don't know whether it was because he was tired or on purpose. Li Xian stopped, bent his knees, and fell to the ground. Before he could catch his breath, he started crying:
"Emperor...brother! My brother...my brother has finally caught up! It's time for your spirit in heaven to rest in peace! Ah...cough cough, I got distracted, cough cough cough cough..."
Looking at Li Xian who was coughing repeatedly and crying in a weird voice, Li Zhi's eyes suddenly turned red.
I've seen people cheat, but I've never seen people cheat like this.
If we are really in a hurry from Fangzhou to Chang'an, do we have to arrive now?
Those bastards in the Prince's Palace think that my secret guards are just for show?
He had secret reports on when and where the King of England went and what he ate at that place.
It can be said that the royal family and Li Xian returned to Chang'an to eat, drink and have fun.
I walked leisurely all the way, and when I got to Chang'an, I put on the posture of hurrying and taking my time. What were I doing?
If you dress up a little more like me, for the sake of royal appearance, I will hold my nose and admit it.
However, in front of so many civil and military ministers today, you use such a hypocritical disguise to deceive people?
A gust of cool wind blew, and Li Zhi's body swayed, and he almost lost his breath.
The same gust of cool wind blew Li Xian, who was leading on Wenchen's side, away.
A chill came over him, especially when his hair was blown into his nostrils. The most terrible thing was that at this moment, the sun shone on his face. Li Xian couldn't hold it back and sneezed loudly.
Li Zhi, who was glaring at Li Xian angrily and thinking about how to deal with this guy, was startled when he heard Li Xian's sneezing. He turned around anxiously and asked, "Why don't Xian'er wear an extra layer? You've just recovered from your illness. Why?" So careless?"
The courtiers who clearly saw the emperor's differential treatment were all sweating profusely...
