Shen Yi's Darkness and Depression

Chapter 596

The cloudy sky is covered with sadness, connecting with the Xuande Palace covered with white silk, it seems that a big snowfall has fallen in Tianfu City, trying to freeze the passing time and the people who disappeared in the passing of time.

A group of eminent monks chanted the scriptures together, praying for the great Zhou Dynasty to bless the country for a hundred years while crossing the catastrophe for the former emperor.

Under the instruction of Master Xiang, Shen Yiyu burned incense and worshiped the late emperor. The paper money thrown into the fire was like his heart, eager to be reborn from the ashes.

Shen Yiyu, who only kept vigil for the late emperor for a few days, seemed to have spent a long period of years, with many vicissitudes day and night, perhaps because he mourned the departure of his father, or because he mourned the loss of the little life he could have welcomed in the womb.

Not only did Lan Duo not think about eating and drinking, she didn't even want to say a word, as if her life had passed away with the fetus in her womb.

Shen Yiyu fainted for half a night because of Lan Duo's miscarriage. Fortunately, the imperial doctor Zhao stayed by his side, so that he quickly woke up and did not miss the late emperor's funeral because of fainting.

Concubine Xuan wanted to discipline Shen Yiyu about hiding her concubine in the East Palace, but when she heard that Lan Duo had a miscarriage, she didn't go to the palace to disturb her, and only asked Xiao Luzi to pick some supplements and send them over.

After all, she is a mother and concubine, and she is looking forward to the birth of her own children, so when Xuan Guifei heard about the accident, she couldn't help feeling sad, and she didn't want to bother her at this sensitive moment.

But Dugu Xiaomeng didn't care about the prince's previous unreasonable attitude, and volunteered to move to the East Palace to take care of Lan Duo, but she was kicked out of the East Palace by the awakened Shen Yiyu.

So much so that she was so indignant that she didn't even want to come to the Xuande Hall. If it wasn't for Shen Yixun's persuasion, Dugu Xiaomeng would have been so angry that she would not wear a filial piety, keep her spirit and attend the funeral ceremony of the late emperor.

But as a princess, Dugu Xiaomeng is like a puppet whose hands and feet are bound. She can only obey the royal family's arrangements mechanically, and has no right to choose her own freedom, because all her words and deeds affect the safety of Dugu Mansion, and she can't let her go any further. Sexually trapped her father in an unkind and unrighteous situation.

At this moment, Dugu Xiaomeng paid nine obeisances to the former emperor, took the sandalwood from Shen Yiyu, and inserted it into the ashes-filled incense burner. rule.

After the husband and wife dressed in hemp and filial piety and gave a big gift to Concubine Xuan, the imperial concubine covered the feet of the late emperor with a handful of soil from the tops of the Five Sacred Mountains. Bliss.

All the palace people and courtiers present covered the late emperor with a white chrysanthemum, mourning for him, and at the same time looking forward to the prosperity of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which will last forever.

"Immortal Emperor and First Emperor~ Qiling~" Eunuch Su and Mr. Xiang said in unison.

The crowd half-kneeled and followed behind the golden coffin inlaid with jade, nine lines, nine kowtows, nine kneeling and nine bows, all the way out of Xuan'anmen.

Shen Yiyu was vacated by a group of palace people, and with his only strength, he raised the altar basin, which was still burning with fire, and smashed it at the copper golden cicada in front of him.

As a result, the silent Tianfu City suddenly wailed, as if natural disasters and man-made disasters were coming, causing all living beings to cry.

The previous silence is in sharp contrast to the current hustle and bustle. How forbearing before, now there is so much grief. From the concubine and prince to the subjects, soldiers and slaves, they all burst into tears, as if they wanted to influence God to return the virtuous Emperor Wu to the world.

Looking at the endless funeral procession, Yun Wan dragged Xue Qing to her knees beside her, sobbing softly, the silky white satin and the bright white chrysanthemum fence all showed the sadness of the deceased.

Yunwan immediately fell into the pain of saying goodbye, and in a blink of an eye, her father had been away from her for more than a year and three months, but she has not found her father's murderer until now, which made Yunwan both guilty and anxious.

The funeral procession for the late emperor passed by slowly, before Xue Qing dared to ask Yun Wan who was crying, "Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine~" Yun Wan quickly wiped away her tears and managed to force a smile.

"Master, I know, you're thinking of the master again, but... if the master is still alive, he will definitely not see you so sad~" Xue Qing didn't know what to say to comfort her.

"Don't persuade me, what you said... I understand~" Yun Wan sighed softly, "Hey~ I just lament how time flies~"

"Master, if you lose your concubine, you should cry as soon as possible. Don't bear it in your heart, you will become sick!" Xue Qing even spoke quite elegantly since she learned to read and write, but she occasionally used wrong words.

"My parents are gone..." Although Yun Wan looked calm on the surface, she was in pain inside. Only those who have lost their loved ones would understand the deep pain.

"Oh~ It's all my fault for using the wrong words. I just know the sadness in my master's heart. It's desolate, heartbroken, heartbroken..." Xue Qing listed all the idioms she could think of.

"Okay, okay, if you describe me like this again, you won't be able to curse me to be terminally ill!" Yun Wan gently pinched Xueqing's cheek.

"It's fine if the master smiles. I just hope that the rest of the master's life will be peaceful and peaceful!" Xue Qing squinted her eyes and smiled, as if there were two moons hanging from the corners of her eyes.

"As long as you're all well... I'll be content with the years!" Yun Wan hopes that everyone around her that she cares about can find perfect happiness, although she still doesn't have a clear idea of ​​what is perfect.

"Master, let's go to the Imperial Tomb to see if we need it~" Xue Qing was curious for no reason.

"I'm not a relative or a courtier, how can I go to the imperial mausoleum to see the late emperor's burial?" Yun Wan asked rhetorically.

"Master is also half a relative! It's just that the third prince didn't come back in time!" Xue Qing said in a lower voice.

"Well, why mention him?" Yun Wan was very indifferent.

"Is the master still angry with the third prince?" Xue Qing was concerned.

"I'm not small!" Yun Wan looked into the distance, "This farewell on Baili Long Street is really a national funeral!"

"Yes, yes! The funeral procession is so huge, can't they just stay outside the imperial tomb?" Xue Qing went to the imperial tomb because of Master Han, so she didn't think it was such a sacred and inviolable place. .

"What do you think? It's a gift to be allowed to guard outside the imperial tomb, but a long, long time ago... there were still a large number of martyrs who were buried with them, tens of thousands!" Yun Wan deliberately said something emphatically , to dispel Xueqing's curiosity, those gossips are just a few words from ancient books and classics, and it is difficult for anyone to verify the specific truth or falsehood.

"Ah! So scary?" Xue Qing felt horrified when she thought of mass graves.

The two masters and servants who did not go to complete the imperial mausoleum could only stand on the street discussing their sorrows, but they did not know that there were countless people counting their sorrows in the imperial mausoleum.

Injury to the bone, injury to the liver and spleen, vain temper, utter pain in vain.

(End of this chapter)