Morbid pet

Chapter 240 Funeral: Take the lead

Gongsun Yu's death was like a thunderbolt hitting Changle's heart.

It is false to say that there is no fluctuation.

Changle brought back Gongsun Yu's body, and she was going to Mount Tai to bury him.

This was the last thing she could do for him as a friend.

The ancestral temple is on Mount Tai.

Master Qingyun Taoist is also buried there.

It happened to go back to Chang'an City to pick up Elegy and Wan Ning, and let them go back together to pay homage to the master.

But how to explain the fact that Gongsun Yu is dead to the two children.

This is a problem.

Changle is actually in pain.

Because the person who killed Gongsun Yu with his own hands was himself.

And Gongsun Yu obviously had a chance to kill her, but he didn't do it.Chang Le actually hated that it was not her who died that day.

Xie Zhao saw what was on her mind, walked to her side, held her hand and comforted her, "Chuchu, not all people have such a good life. They are born rich and prosperous, with both parents. In an enlightened family You grew up in an environment. Gongsun Yu is actually quite miserable. You have similar backgrounds with him. You were young when you met. I understand that you have some extraordinary feelings for each other. But this time, it is Because of his selfishness, he caused the suffering of ordinary people. This is something we cannot accept. He deserves to die, so there is no need to feel guilty."

Changle really doesn't feel guilty.

Those subtle emotions, like diamonds dropped into the sea, can never be found again.

Chang Le sighed.

Gongsun Yu's body had already started to rot, and the conditions for storing the body on the way back were relatively poor. It was almost brought back under high temperature, so the body had already started to rot and stink.Now that he is back in the palace and kept in an ice kiln, he can simply slow down the rate of decay a bit.However, Chang Le still didn't dare to look at him, even now she was standing at the door of the ice kiln, she still hesitated and stopped.

But she knew that she would always have to face it.

She always has to face it.

This is the last side.

Chang Le took a deep breath, then took Xie Zhao's hand, patted the back of his hand and said, "I know, I'm fine, just wait for me at the door. I'll go in and have a look at him, and we'll set off Go to Mount Tai."

The reason why Xie Zhao didn't go to the early court was because he wanted to accompany Changle back to Mount Tai, bury Gongsun Yu, and pay homage to Taoist Qingyun.

This is his responsibility.

Xie Zhao nodded, he didn't want to disturb Chang Le and Gongsun Yu's last meeting.

He grabbed Changle's hand, "Don't force yourself. You don't have to look at it. Xie Lingfeng said that when the corpse was sent to the ice kiln, it had already begun to fester and grow maggots. Although it has been treated with technical means now, his face , it still doesn’t look good. I’m afraid it will make you feel even worse after watching it.”

Chang Le lifted her pure white skirt and walked in, her back was lonely and determined.

She has to face it.

She wants to face it.

If you escape, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The ice kiln is a place where ice is specially stored, and the cold air is bitter.

There are three big iron gates in total. Every time you pass through a gate, the chill inside becomes more severe. When you walk to the last gate, the feeling of coldness is no less than the wind on Tianshan Mountain.

Tianshan.

Changle thought.

She and Gongsun Yu had been happy for a while.

However, the good times did not last long.

Good luck tricks people.

The talents and abilities given by her mother were used by Gongsun Yu to plot rebellion.

Ridiculous indeed.

The whereabouts of the glazed mirror that can peek into the past and the future are unknown.

But Changle knew.

The reason why Gongsun Yu became the military adviser who persuaded Li Bei to become famous to rebel must be mostly because of this mirror.

It is indeed too terrifying to be able to spy on the future, so powerful that it is terrifying.

I don't know if Gongsun Yu has seriously watched his own ending in the glazed mirror.

if so.

Why is he still doing this?

These mysteries feel especially serious as we get closer to the body on the ice bed.

Chang Le walked over.

Gongsun Yu lay quietly on the ice bed, half of his cheeks were rotten, his skin was pale, and the slightest cracks criss-crossed his face, the flesh and blood underneath were flying, and the bones and dead maggots were visible His dead body stuck to the flesh on his cheek.

It turns out that this is how people die.

Changle didn't feel scared.

This person has been her friend for nearly ten years.In this world, only Gongsun Yu can be called Changle's friend.

Changle is a person who has a very high definition threshold for the word friend.

She rarely had a good relationship with anyone, and it was difficult for her to make friends with others.

Most of the time, she is alone.

It's not that he is cold-tempered.

Quite the opposite.

Her temperament is warm and bright, and the purest emotion occupies an incomparably large proportion in her world. She is willing to live or die for her friends.

She also wished that the person who died under Gongsun Yu's sword that day was herself.

It was she who was not optimistic about Gongsun Yu.

She is also at fault.

Chang Le did not cry.

She couldn't burst into tears.

Gongsun Yu lay here quietly.

Changle also looked at him quietly.

A rare quiet moment for the two of them.

Chang Le turned her head and thought for a while, most of the time she and Gongsun Yu were together were noisy.

The liveliest people.

Lying on the coldest bed.

How ridiculous.

Changle laughed suddenly.

Spooky and quiet.

Gongsun Yu was wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with silver cranes and a black and purple jade crown on his head.He lay there almost as if he were asleep, save for the bruises on his face.

Chang Le couldn't help but move closer to him, to listen to his cold heartbeat.

No.

No.

No.

The place in my chest that should have been beating fiercely is now empty.

Chang Le reached out to caress his soft skin again, and could press his hard bones with a light touch.

Look at this man.

The bones are still hard.

Chang Le continued to laugh.

She said suddenly: "Gongsun, in this life, if you meet me, will you not regret it?"

"You know, I have never regretted meeting you. You taught me how to play chess, archery, horseback riding, and rock climbing. There are many, many, many days on Mount Tai, the most relaxed and happy days in my life. During that time It was supposed to be a punishment, but because of you, it turned into an exciting and interesting adventure. At that time, how good we were. Many times I thought, it would be good to live like this for the rest of my life. Together with three or five friends, lonely and widowed This is the case in old age. But, later on, we all have a lot of desires. Those desires are dirty and dirty, and make us lose ourselves. You said that you want to build a palace on the outskirts of the city, which is comparable to the imperial palace. Then invite me to live. I was just smiling and not talking, I didn’t want to hurt your self-confidence. My boy, life is sweet, and he dreams of being a hero to save the world every day.”

"And you actually did it."

"You also established the Luo Xiao black market. But you never told me that you secretly established your own assassin group, and you didn't tell me. Is it because I think these things are dirty? No, not dirty. I always want to say, I I support you very much and do everything you love, but this can only be done on the basis of not hurting others. But you are wrong. You really went wrong."

Changle began to cry silently.

She squatted down beside the ice bed.Her hands were wrapped around her curled legs. She was wearing at least three thick padded clothes, like a ball of meatballs, but she still felt cold.

It was so cold that the eyelashes began to tremble, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"I kill you."

"I killed you."

"You come to dream. Say you hate me. I beg you, Gongsun Yu. On the Naihe Bridge, you are about to drink Mengpo soup, don't look back, next life."

"Be a clean person."

Chang Le got up from the corner and staggered out.

The ice attendant at the door saw Chang Le's figure through the gap, and immediately ran in to help her out.

Changle was helped out by three guards.

Her mind had already started to completely empty out. Xie Zhao approached her and asked her how she was feeling, but she just shook her head.There were still teardrops that had turned into icy dregs on his face.

Xie Zhao flicked them off one by one with his warm hands.

They are in a hurry.

Because Xie Zhao has to rush back to deal with the government affairs of the court.

So when he left here, he sent someone to take the corpse up the mountain.

Elegy and Wanning Zaohui.

Knowing that this trip, Changle must have experienced very bad things, so everyone didn't talk along the way.

Xie Zhao began to feel sorry for these two little guys.

I kept getting together with them less often, and entrusted almost all of them in the Guozijian. Fortunately, Mr. Pei Ge often cared about their studies.Otherwise, Elegy and Wan Ning are like orphans.

Changle is still in a daze.

The carriage made a big bend on the mountain road.

Chang Le couldn't sit still, and his head was hit hard on the hard board of the carriage.

Clang.

It was shocking to hear.

The wound on her hand that was cut by a blunt knife has almost healed, and new skin and flesh have regrown to cover her wound, and there is still a fine trace of white on it.

Xie Zhao pulled him into his arms and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Chang Le hummed for a moment, and slowly began to recover.

They had been in the carriage for two hours.

After another hour, you can reach Mount Tai.

Changle looked at Elegy Wanning, and the two were also looking at themselves.

Elegy: "Auntie, you can rest and leave us alone. This is the way back to Mount Tai, we are all familiar with it. There is no problem."

Chang Le laughed: "You two little adults? You grow so fast. In the blink of an eye, you grow from your aunt's calf to your waist. Wan Ning is a little taller. After a while, you will grow taller than your aunt, and finally you will grow taller than your aunt. Uncle is still tall."

My uncle is Xie Zhao.

This is the first time Changle admits his identity in front of Elegy and Wanning.

He was a little happy.

secretly happy.

Chang Le was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

Xie Zhao laughed and shook his head: "No, I didn't laugh."

Chang Le turned to look at the two children.

In order not to let the two little ones be caught off guard when they saw Gongsun Yu's body, she decided to tell them first.

"Auntie has some news for you. Big news. Listen patiently."

Elegy nodded, "Auntie, tell me."

Wan Ning frowned and looked at Chang Le, afraid that she would say something that would hurt herself.

Chang Le said softly: "Brother Gongsun is dead."

"Gongsun Yu."

"died."

she repeated.

Elegy stared at Chang Le incredulously, "Auntie, you said that Brother Gongsun is dead?"

"why?"

"Why did he die? Did he die in battle? We have seen in textbooks that it is righteousness for a soldier to die for the country."

Chang Le smiled and stroked Elegy's head, tears welling up in his eyes. "Well, Brother Gongsun died on the battlefield for Daming. You have to grow up well, so that Brother Gongsun's spirit in heaven will be gratified."

Wan Ning: "Brother Gongsun died, isn't Auntie very sad?"

Chang Le nodded, there was no need to hide her sadness, "Well, my aunt is very sad. Because brother Gongsun is my only friend in this world."

Wan Ning held Chang Le's hand, "Don't cry, aunt, Wan Ning will grow up quickly and become your new friend. Elegy and I will be your friends for life."

This was the first time that Chang Le was comforted by a child younger than himself.

This one sentence is worth a thousand words.

Changle burst into tears.

It's not that she hasn't thought about the future.

A future without Gongsun Yu.

Perhaps after death, it is really sentimental.Those memories of the past have become a knife to cut her, and the past has been infinitely beautified under the filter of death, even the scenes of young and frivolous fighting with each other have become beautiful.

But beautiful things are meant to be recalled.
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Behind Mount Tai.

A large tomb stands on the top of the hill.

The guard next to him was digging a new grave with a shovel.

Gongsun Yu's body was nailed up in an ice coffin and sent slowly into the pit.

A dozen big men were naked from the upper body, and the sweat shone golden under the bronze skin, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone down, sprinkling warmth into the ice coffin.

Taoist Qingyun's grave is nearby.

Chang Le walked over, offering incense and kowtow respectfully.

"Master, we are back to see you. You see, Elegy and Wan Ning have grown into what they are now from such a small ball on your arm at the very beginning, isn't it very fast? By the way, Gongsun Yu is here to accompany you, I don't know if he has met with you now. If you know, let him be happy."

Elegy said with the changing vocal cords: "Master, we are here to see you. Thank you for taking care of us for so long. We have been in Chang'an City. Auntie has taken good care of us. You don't have to worry."

Wanning bit her lips tightly and said nothing.

He really couldn't tell.

All the words were held back in his eyes.

He considers himself a man, he cannot shed tears easily, and he still has to protect his sister and aunt.

Xie Zhao squatted beside the little boy and hugged him, "Wanning, you are still young, you don't have to take all the responsibilities on yourself, it will be very tiring. Boys have to take responsibility, but not now , you are only 12 years old, it is a brilliant age, to enjoy your youth, to live a wanton life. Cry if you want."

The point is the last sentence.

Cry if you want.

Wan Ning felt unworthy of crying. Hearing this, he raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at Xie Zhao, "Thank you, uncle." His voice was soft and a little hoarse.

Xie Zhao actually wanted to make Wanning the crown prince.

If there is no prince in the court, there will be no peace for a day.

He didn't want to put too much pressure on Changle. If Changle couldn't give birth to a boy, there would be another wave of incidents in the court. Moreover, they had been married for half a year, and they had less gatherings and more separations, which may mean that it was too late, but Very little time to get along.

Changle's stomach has not responded yet.

At this juncture, only Wan Ning, who was also crowned with the surname Li by Changle, is suitable to be the crown prince.

Xie Zhao didn't think that his future children must become dragons and phoenixes. Everyone has their own life to go, and it is not a lucky thing to be blinded by rights.

When choosing an heir, one must look at it from multiple dimensions.

Character, talent, compassion, means and so on.

It is an important decision-making direction to consider the future of being an emperor.

And he observed secretly for a long time.

Wan Ning looks more suitable than him or even to be an emperor.

Such a small child has an exquisite heart.

When you are in trouble, don't calculate others, but still have a passion for the world.

When I am sad, I don't vent my emotions, but give priority to others, and I have even been sensitive to the fact that my tears will affect the emotions of others, so I choose not to cry.

Stubborn people began to feel distressed.

How can Xie Zhao say that this kind of child will not be promising in the future?

It's just that he still needs experience and growth.

And bringing him closer to the palace will be the best experience and growth.

But everything has to be considered in the long term.

Because, everyone knows it.

Wan Ning.

There is no royal blood.

This will definitely set off turbulent waves in the court and even in the boundaries of various vassal kings.

It is a change across the ages.

If a court does not respect the blood of the king.

Is that pinnacle dragon chair within easy reach of everyone?

But this is also the best policy.

As long as it is good for the people.

It is much better than the dynasty that died after the second generation.

Xie Zhao stood by and thought a lot.

Gongsun Yu's coffin has been sealed.

Chang Le didn't want Yan Ge and Wan Ning to see Gongsun Yu's festering corpse, destroying his appearance in others' hearts, and worried about leaving a psychological shadow on such a young child.So the coffin was sealed when it left the palace.The brown soil was covering the coffin layer by layer, and it was about to cover the coffin.

Chang Le took a deep breath and joined the coffin sealing team.

She picked up a shovel, mechanically and silently shoveled the loess from one place to another, until she saw that all the coffins were covered under the loess, then she gave up.

Xie Zhao was always by her side, doing the same movements as her.It's just that Changle has never found out.

Chang Le threw the shovel aside, only to be surprised by his side.

Xie Zhao.

Elegy, lamentation.

They are all trying their best to cover the coffin with soil with a shovel.

Changle couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.

She feels better.

It seemed that he had finally bid farewell to Gongsun Yu formally.

The setting sun has completely fallen into the center of the earth.

Instead, there was a round of bright moon, hanging above the sky, casting fine and dense silver light down.

The moonlight is gentle and the breeze is blowing.

Gongsun Yu's tombstone is very simple.

My life can be summed up in four words.

"Be the first."

Chang Le got up and patted the handwriting on the tombstone to make it clearer and more profound.

Changle took the file from the craftsman and began to carve words on the tombstone.

"happy everyday"

(End of this chapter)