I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

Under normal circumstances, there is a whole set of etiquette system for the funeral of the king.

But the old Qingtang King's current physical condition obviously can't wait to go through the normal process, so everything is kept simple.

Not only was there no cumbersome ceremony, but even the officials and nobles who accompanied the funeral were not brought along, only the soldiers from the Inner Guard Mansion and the Patrol Battalion were accompanied.

Such an arrangement naturally caused dissatisfaction among many officials and nobles.

In particular, some self-proclaimed veterans had great opinions and jointly signed a letter, wanting the old Qingtang king to follow the etiquette system to hold the funeral.

At least they should bring these old officials with them to see the late king for the last time.

It's not that these officials and nobles really have such a deep relationship with the old Qingtang king. It is purely to attend the funeral of the late king, which is not only an affirmation of identity and status, but also a piece of political capital.

Faced with the petitions of these officials and nobles, it is naturally impossible for the old King Qingtang to agree.

This funeral was originally a fake. Although it was true that his body was to be buried, that was not the point. The point was to seize the body and allow him to gain a new life.

These officials and aristocrats are different from the soldiers in the Imperial Palace and the Patrol Battalion.

When the 'funeral' is held, the soldiers can only stay in the distance to guard and protect, but these veterans are qualified to watch the ceremony at close range.

At that time, if they see something that they shouldn't see, it's still a trivial matter, and it's nothing more than killing people's heads, and letting Rikander and Dazan take the blame.

But if these people ruined his grand plan to seize the house, then even if he was killed and blood flowed into rivers, it would not help.

Therefore, facing the questioning and petitioning of these nobles and officials, the old Qingtang king took out the "legacy" written by himself.

"The late king had left an imperial edict. When he ordered his funeral, everything should be kept simple, and we must not add burdens to the people. In addition, we had just fought with Xia Guo, and Yu Huyue brought his tiger ben, facing him. Our Qingtang is eyeing up. Holding a big funeral at this time will not only waste people and waste money, but also attract Xia people. After comprehensive consideration, I decided to follow the late king's last wish and hold a simple funeral. As for not bringing everyone, it was also left by the late king in the imperial edict Order, if you don't believe me, all ministers can read the imperial edict for themselves."

The words of the old King of Qingtang are sincere and earnest, firmly standing on the commanding heights of morality. If anyone dares to say that it is not good to hold a simple funeral, he is violating the last king's edict and ignoring the people's livelihood and the country's peace.

At the same time, he also ordered people to pass this edict to the ministers and workers who came to question and petition, and let them check the words on the edict by themselves to see if it was written by the old Qingtang king himself.

They are all old courtiers, so they naturally recognized the handwriting of the old Qingtang king, so many people were dumb.

But there were still people who asked in confusion: "The late king wanted to simplify the funeral, we understand, but why didn't he let us see him off on his last journey?"

"I don't know about this." The old Qingtang king shook his head, then squinted his eyes and stared at the old minister who spoke: "Why don't you ask the former king?"

The old minister was choked up by these words.

Although separated by the screen, he still felt a murderous aura and shut his mouth hastily.

Of course, it is impossible for him to know that the person in front of him is the old Qingtang king, and he only thinks that the seventh prince is threatening him.

Originally, I wanted to put on the airs of a veteran and give a few words of advice, but after serious consideration, I gave up decisively.

Regardless of whether those rumors are true or not, Rikander, who is in power, is definitely not something he can teach.

If Rikander was still as gentle and gentle as before, then he would at most just laugh at a few words of remonstrance, and not only would there be no problems, but he would even gain a good reputation as a sage, minister and virtuous man.

But it's a pity that Rikande's temperament changed drastically after the death of the old Qingtang King.

He became more and more like the old Qingtang king.

Admonish him? Good luck, nothing happened. Unlucky, maybe he will be sent down to accompany the late king.

The old minister shut up.

But another veteran, after reading the edict with his hand, raised a question: "Why is the ink on this edict still wet?"

"It's tears."

The old King of Qingtang is worthy of being a generation of heroes. He not only does not draft drafts when lying, but also does not blush at all.

"In these days, whenever I think about my ancestors, I will take out this edict and weep while reading it. Today you came to accuse me of simply holding a funeral that violated the etiquette system. When I took out this edict , and couldn't help crying, the tears soaked the ink stains."

Regardless of whether the officials and nobles present believed the old Qingtang King's words or not, they all praised: "So that's the case, the Seventh Prince is really filial!"

This petition is nothing more than that.

After all, with the edict in hand, what the old King of Qingtang did in his capacity as Rikande was to act in accordance with the edict, and no one could blame him. Coupled with the fact that he holds heavy soldiers, no one dares to speak.

At noon that day, the funeral procession left Qingtang King City.

In addition to a coffin containing the old Qingtang King's body, the team consisted of several princes, the guards of the Seventh Prince's House, and the wild god that the old Qingtang King was secretly looking for.

In addition, there is a brigade of fully armed soldiers from the Inner Guard Mansion and the Patrol Battalion.

As a result, some people who saw off, after the funeral procession went away, couldn't help muttering in a low voice:

"Is this going to bury the former king, or to fight with someone?"

Qin Shaoyou and several other commanders of the Inner Guard Mansion and the Patrol Battalion, together with their soldiers, were responsible for protecting the funeral procession.

Originally, he thought that the 'see you tomorrow' monk would also be in the funeral procession, and he specifically asked everyone to be careful, and not to show any flaws, so that the cunning 'see you tomorrow' monk would see the problem.

But after a day of driving, Qin Shaoyou was surprised to find that the monk "see you tomorrow" didn't seem to be in the funeral procession?

Where did that guy go? What are you planning again?

With curiosity and vigilance, Qin Shaoyou sent the shadow demon to contact Tai Sui Shenjun, Wunv Fairy and Marshal Puppet at night under the cover of darkness.

The shadow demon came back soon, and at the same time brought back a lump of Tai Sui's meat.

Just when Qin Shaoyou was surprised, what did the shadow demon bring back a lump of Taisui meat? Could it be a tribute from the Taisui god to the patriarch today?

But I saw that the lump of Tai Sui meat actually had a mouth open, and said: "The national teacher left Wangcheng yesterday, and went to the Dragon Vessel of Dajin Mountain in advance, saying that he wanted to make some arrangements for the ceremony of seizing the house." .”

"You left yesterday?" Qin Shaoyou frowned: "Why didn't you inform me then?"

Taisui Shenjun replied by using his flesh: "We also found out about this after we saw that there was no national teacher in the team today and asked about it."

Qin Shaoyou frowned and looked at Qin Qiaoer.

Without his orders, Qin Qiaoer had already released the big moth, and ordered him to go to Dajin Mountain to look for Qi Longfei, inform him of the situation, and take precautions in advance.

After turning his attention to Taisui meat again, Qin Shaoyou asked: "The old Qingtang king didn't ask you to make any arrangements for this matter?"

"No, it's probably because there is Zhuo Erdan in charge of Dajin Mountain, and he seems to be full of confidence."

Is it because of Zoldan sitting in charge? Or does the Old Qingtang King have other arrangements?

Qin Shaoyou's heart was full of doubts. After a while, he asked again: "What should I do with this piece of meat of yours? Do you want me to help you supply it to the patriarch?"

Tai Sui Shenjun replied: "You keep this meat by your side. If there is anything, we can contact directly through it. I have another filial piety to the ancestor."

"Alright." Qin Shaoyou nodded, and then asked again: "Since there is such a good thing, why didn't you take it out before?"

Taisui Shenjun sighed helplessly: "I was seriously injured once, and my body didn't recover until these two days. I wanted to split such a microphone for you before, but I couldn't do it."