Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 118

When Xie Qun from Dali Temple brought people over, it was Yan An who was standing in front of the Yan family, showing off his might as a villain.

He got off his horse and trotted to the side.

Seeing Xie Qun approaching, Yan An directly ordered: "Master Xie came just in time, take him away."

Xie Qun froze for a moment, he frowned, and was about to raise his hand to be pulled away.

Yan Wanqing, who was silent all the time, raised her head with her lowered head. She looked at Xie Qun and said coldly, "Who dares."

Xie Qun raised his hand and dropped it.

Yan An stared at Yan Wanqing: "Are you trying to resist the edict?"

"Don't dare." Yan Wanqing was neither humble nor overbearing, her lips were chapped, and she looked haggard, but at this moment she was still able to be generous, making people feel distressed for no reason.

If Yan Wanqing resists the decree and does not obey it, it will make his father and brother walk on the road to hell.

She couldn't let her father and brothers bear such infamy.

It's not that she doesn't have the strength to fight back.

But at this moment, she can't.

How could someone as proud as her father endure such unjust slander?

"Death cannot be brought back to life. Pulling the coffin to Dali Temple and putting it there will undoubtedly make my father and brother have no rest in the underworld. Your majesty is so wise and mighty. How could you do such a thing that chills the old minister? How about this? Let my father and brother enter the mourning hall today , I, Yan Wanqing, will follow you back to Dali Temple!"

She stood straight, and stretched her hands directly in front of Xie Qun: "What do you think? Thank you, sir."

Before Xie Qun could say anything, Yan An beside him couldn't wait: "How dare you question His Majesty's imperial decree!"

Yan Wanqing raised her eyes and said, "My daughter is offering a solution. After all, filial piety is the first priority. My father and brother's bones are not cold, and they have been soldiers all their lives. We cannot let them die without peace."

"What do you think! Master Guoshi!" Yan Wanqing suddenly shouted loudly at the people in the distance.

A fairy-like Taoist priest was sitting on a donkey and swayed towards this side.

In this life, Yan Wanqing saw Song Huaxu for the first time.

under these circumstances.

Song Huaxu's donkey pushed aside Yan An, and stopped in front of Sun Qinglian.

He got off the donkey, handed Sun Qinglian a clean handkerchief, said a few words to her, and then walked up to Yan Wanqing, looking at her appearance, Song Huaxu nodded: "Your hard work. "

Yan Wanqing lowered her eyebrows and said, "I've seen Mr. Guoshi."

Song Huaxu sighed, and looked at Yan'an: "You and Duke Zhen are also brothers and sisters. Such behavior is really chilling. I think His Majesty is also angry. Afterwards, he will definitely feel that this matter is inappropriate. What will you do then? end?"

Yan An opened his mouth: "But..."

"Your Majesty's old Taoist went to explain it. Right now, it's more important to let Zhen Guogong in." Song Huaxu said earnestly.

Yan Wanqing took advantage of the situation and said, "Thank you, Master Guoshi." She looked at Yan Hongzhao and said, "What are you doing in a daze! Take father home!"

Yan Hongzhao was born with extraordinary powers. Seeing her sister's orders, she walked directly to the coffin and was about to carry the coffin away. Yan An put one hand on the coffin: "Bold! How dare you violate the imperial decree!"

Song Huaxu saw that Yan'an was so reticent, he also turned cold: "Master Yan has great authority."

Yan An quickly withdrew his hand and bowed his head: "It's not my lord, it's just that this is His Majesty's will, and this minister is also following orders. Right now, Mr. Xie is also here. If this goes on, I might offend His Majesty."

"The old Taoist said that if the Holy Majesty is furious, the old Taoist will be able to bear it alone, and it has nothing to do with you and Mr. Xie."

Song Huaxu said word by word.

He didn't wait for Yan'an's reply after finishing speaking, and directly ordered the Iron Armored Army: "Do it."

The leader of the Iron Armored Army gave Yan An a contemptuous look, and then quickly ordered people to remove the coffins, one after another, into the mansion.

After all the coffins were moved in, Yan Wanqing stood at the gate, without saying a word, she bowed to the onlookers, and the people responded in an uproar, Yan Wanqing's eyes were slightly hot, she turned around and walked away After entering the mansion, the gate of Zhen Guo Mansion was closed tightly.

inside the door.

Yan Wanqing thanked Song Huaxu: "Thank you, Master."

It was the same in the previous life. At a critical moment, Song Huaxu appeared.

She is not sure about this life, so she made two preparations.

If Song Huaxu does not appear in this life, then she will arouse public anger and prevent the emperor from stepping down.

Fortunately, Song Huaxu appeared, otherwise things would be even more difficult.

Song Huaxu looked at her haggard look, and sighed: "With your talent, if there is no master, you can let your father and brother enter the door smoothly this time, so why thank you master."

"It will take a little more effort. The Master will come forward this time, and His Majesty will definitely have some criticisms, which will cause trouble for the Master." Yan Wanqing said.

Song Huaxu shook his head: "Your father and the old Taoist are also brothers and sisters. Because of love and reason, the old Taoist also wants to help. What's more, you are still a disciple of the old Taoist. If the apprentice is in trouble, how can the master not help?"

During the speech, the mourning hall has been decorated.

Song Huaxu looked sad and walked towards the mourning hall.

He looked at Sun Qinglian and said, "Madam's condolences." He took the long incense from the hand of the maid and paid homage.

"Madam, don't be immersed in grief. Now the Zhenguo Mansion is in great trouble, and the sons and daughters in the mansion are still young. The burden on Madam is not easy."

Sun Qinglian nodded, her eyes were red and swollen, it was obvious that she had just cried secretly behind someone's back.

Seeing this, Song Huaxu let out another long sigh.

"The minister's wife sent off to the Master of the National Teacher." Sun Qinglian said.

The two walked out of the mourning hall, Yan Wanqing was still in the yard, she looked up at the gray sky and stretched out her hand.

A piece of ice fell on her warm palm.

"It's snowing." Yan Wanqing said.

Sun Qinglian looked up and saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

Song Huaxu's eyes were filled with shock: "It turned out to be Feixue in June!"

Flying snow in June must be a great grievance.

Snowflakes were falling profusely over Kyoto, and people from every household went out to look up at the sky.

Queen Zhang Lanyi, who was inside the red wall, stretched out her hand through the window: "...God is crying."

She was dazed, watching the light snow outside the window gradually turn into heavy snow, and then it directly covered the entire imperial capital.

The emperor in the imperial study room had a gloomy face, and there were a group of courtiers kneeling on the ground, the leader being Xiao Hongshen.

"Flying snow in June! Feixue in June! You'd better have solid evidence, otherwise I will let you go down and make amends to Duke Zhen!" The emperor picked up the memorials on the table and threw them all on the ground.

"Get out of here!"

Xiao Hongshen and the others came out of the palace in a hurry.

Looking at the road that was clean when I came here, it has been covered with a layer of snow at this moment.

The ministers behind them whispered in a panic.

Xiao Hong's face was cold and gloomy.

What about the snow in June?
Whatever Xiao Hongshen wanted to do, he would always accomplish.

Those who achieve great things, whose feet are not covered with bones and blood flowing like rivers!
It's just a mere Township Mansion, he doesn't believe it's so hard to swallow!

(End of this chapter)