The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 75 The mourning hall is right here

"Uncle Huang, no need!" Zhao Tong shook his head and rejected Huang Jingchen's suggestion.

"Your Majesty, why?" Huang Jingchen was stunned. Could it be that His Majesty has changed his mind again.

"Regardless of whether the imperial edict arrives tomorrow or not, I have to return to Beijing. I can't delay any longer!" Zhao Tong stood up and said.

"Your Majesty, think twice. If you return to the capital privately without the Holy Order, that would be a serious crime!" Huang Jingchen was shocked. His Majesty always behaved in a well-behaved manner. He didn't dare to scold Yuzhu after being beaten like that a few days ago. Could it be that he was confused this time?

He hurriedly advised: "Your Majesty, if you wait just one more day, I will leave immediately. Even if I die, I will send you the imperial edict allowing you to return to Beijing!"

"Uncle Huang, I have made up my mind, so don't try to persuade me. I went to the funeral in defiance of the decree for the sake of righteousness, and nothing will happen to me. They don't dare to do anything to me!" Zhao Tong said confidently with a smile.

"Your Majesty, although you have great righteousness, but now there are people who are obstructing it, I'm afraid they will take the opportunity to cause trouble!" Huang Jingchen nodded, but he was still worried.

"Hmph, I'm afraid that things will be calm when we go back. The more they make trouble, the better things will be for us!" Zhao Tong sneered and said, "Uncle Huang, you should pay more attention to our home these days while I'm out. Don't let it happen."

If someone takes advantage of the loophole, it’s enough for me to take Jianxi and a few of them away!"

"Prince" Huang Jingchen looked at Zhao Tong and knew that this was his final decision, so he stopped trying to persuade him and went down to arrange funeral arrangements for him!

The next day was the seventh day of October, it was early winter, and the sky had just dawned. The two guards of Dailoumen in the south of Bianliang lazily got up. They shrank their necks, breathed in their hands, and lifted the huge

As soon as the city gate opened a crack, it was knocked open, and several horses rushed in.

"Going to a funeral." A guard staggered as his horse took him away. He couldn't help but cursed. He stopped midway through the curse. All the people who came were wearing white clothes, with hemp ropes tied around their waists, and their hair and beards were covered with white strings.

Ice particles are like impermanent ghosts, but they are not just for mourning.

"You bastard, how dare you scold me, my lord!" The guard guarding the city had just woken up when he was whipped on the face. The pain made him tremble, and he couldn't help but hold the knife in his waist.

"Uncles, he has bad eyesight, please forgive me!" Another guard heard clearly. Now that the queen has recently died, the royal family who got the letter are all rushing back. Maybe one of these people is really a prince, so he hurriedly pulled

My live-in companion laughed and said.

"Pan Long, don't waste time!" A child on a horse snorted and said.

"I'm taking advantage of you. I'll kill you next time!" The two guards saw this. This group of people was obviously led by this small child. When they heard the scolding, they quickly lowered their heads and took a few steps back to get out of the way.

"Drive, drive." The two big men at the head urged the horses to go ahead, and then more than ten horses rushed through the city gate, bypassed the barbican, and went straight to the Suzaku Gate of the inner city. The group entered the inner city, and there were already people on the street.

Pedestrians and shops along the street have also lit up the lights and are open for business, but the signboards are covered with white cloth. There is also a constant flow of delivery trucks and donkeys and horses carrying goods, so everyone has to slow down and ride horses.

They were Zhao Tan and others who came to Beijing for funeral. After Zhao Tan made up his mind to go to Beijing yesterday, Huang Jingchen immediately arranged for Pan Long and Xue Bao to select ten people as bodyguards, and asked Jian Xi to prepare all the necessary equipment.

The supplies accompanied the prince to Beijing.

Because the next day is the day of burial, according to the saying in the countryside, if you give you a letter and don't come to express condolences on this day, then even if the friendship between the two families is broken, they will be strangers when they meet again, which is extremely rude.

So Zhao Tong decided to go to Beijing overnight. Now he had been riding all night without rest. He had traveled nearly 200 miles across the state and across the country, and finally entered Beijing at dawn. Even a strong man like Pan Long was exhausted.

Extremely.

"Sir, the shop has freshly baked steamed buns and hot noodle soup. Come on down and have a rest!"

"We have hot water here. You must have been traveling all night, so wash your face and refresh yourself!"

"Everyone, take a seat. The shop has all kinds of snacks, and the porridge is free!"

"Second Master, take a rest, otherwise you won't be able to bear it anymore. I told you that Yujie Imperial City will be here soon, so there's no rush now!" Xue Bao looked at Zhao Tao who was riding a horse and was about to fall, and quickly supported him and said.

"Okay!" Zhao Tong nodded in agreement, but he couldn't move. Although he was wearing a leather robe and a silk jacket and was fully armed, he was still frozen to the core. He was completely frozen. He relied solely on his brain.

That little bit of faith in me has persisted until now.

The two nurses beside "Second Master" exclaimed, quickly got off their horses, took him down, and took him to a shop on the street. They drank a few mouthfuls of hot soup and rubbed him again.

There was only a little blood, and he felt that his arms and legs were still his own. He turned around and saw Jian Xi beside him, and said, "Jian Xi, take a rest and go to the palace to report first. He said that I have arrived in the capital and I want to enter the palace to pay my respects."

Queen, we are waiting for news from you!"

"Second Master, I'll go right away!" Jian Xi washed his face, took his badge, and hurried away with a small yellow door without even taking a sip of water. Zhao Tong was also feeling uneasy at this time. He entered this time.

Jing just wanted to take a gamble. As for what the outcome would be, he wasn't sure yet, but he had to take a chance for his own future.

Jian Xi anxiously walked around in the guest room of the Introduction Secretary. He entered the palace smoothly with his waistband, handed over the prince's letter, and waited for the reply. But now it was bright and it was close to the application time, but there was still no news.

Nothing. Thinking that the prince is still waiting for news about him, he can't sit still.

"Zhien, have you handed over Prince Yan's petition?" Jianxi asked the little yellow gate guard at the door, and handed him two gold leaves.

"Hey, Chief Xie, how dare I delay your matter? I have already sent it to Du Zhi!" Xiao Huang Menmei said with a smile, and poured another cup of tea for Jian Xi.

"Why haven't you replied yet? Ask me again!" Jian Xi didn't want to drink tea, so he handed Zhang Jin Yezi over and said.

"Don't worry, Chief, I'll check it out for you right now. If I have any information, I'll tell you right away!" Zhien took the gold leaf and left happily.

Jian Xi was anxious at this time, and there was someone more anxious than him. Yang Jian held Zhao Tong's wrist watch and felt like he was holding a hot sticky cake that he couldn't shake off. He couldn't help but curse Wang Shufei in his heart for following her too much.

What's the matter? Concubine Zheng has now begun to preside over the work, and her head will soon be replaced by a phoenix crown. Who is Concubine Wang Shu? Why did she sit on the same boat with her? The second prince is really stupid. He dared to return without an imperial edict.

Jing, from this point of view, is better than his brothers, but why didn’t he realize it?

Yang Jian felt regretful and resentful, but there was no place to take the medicine of regret. The most important thing now was to take it out and not let the emperor hit him with a stick. After thinking about it, there was only one way to go, that is, only

Sorry Prince Yan, how to do it is another art!

"Jian Xi, are they passing down the emperor's oral instructions, or are they issuing decrees?" Zhao Tan asked Jian Xi with a look of panic on his face.

"Second Master, it's not the case. It was Yang Douzhi who asked a little Huang Clan to pass it on!" Jian Xi replied quickly.

"It's not that easy to drive me back with just one sentence!" Zhao Tong slapped the table and shouted with a fierce look on his face, "Pack your things immediately and follow me. Don't let me in. I will be setting up outside the imperial city today."

Come down to the mourning hall to pay your respects!"

"Yes, Second Master!" Pan Long and others replied loudly, startling the waiter. He didn't know what these people were doing. He was wondering whether to report it to the official immediately, but Pan Long and other guards secretly raised their thumbs.

, the prince has such arrogance at such a young age, and dares to violate the holy order in order to pay homage to his mother, which makes people have no choice but to obey.

Not long after, a group of people appeared on the broad Imperial Street. This Imperial Street was about 200 steps wide, with imperial corridors on both sides, allowing city residents to buy and sell there. There were black lacquer branches standing on the sides, and a red lacquer tree was installed in the center of the road.

Branch, that is the central royal road, which is the exclusive road for the royal family. Ordinary people cannot walk on it. If you want to walk, you must stay outside the red lacquer branch at the corridor.

But these people didn't seem to care, which made people look curiously. The leader was a child, wearing a filial crown, with long legs and neck, wrapped in cloth front and back, folded in three and tied with a hemp rope from the forehead, dressed in mourning clothes.

They are all made of very coarse cloth with no hems, three in the front and four in the back. The clothes are longer than the waist, and the belt is made of hemp. One hand is holding a mourning stick, and the other is holding the spiritual tablet in his arms while walking and crying, and several big men behind are carrying it.

With the offerings on the offering table, they followed closely step by step, and there were a few people guarding the surroundings, looking around vigilantly.

Seeing everyone watching, Zhao Tong cried like crazy and became even more sad. His soft sobs turned into howls. This aroused people's curiosity even more, and they couldn't help but follow them. Soon, people gathered in front of and behind them.

Watch the lively crowd.

Zhao Tong cried as he walked, and soon he arrived in front of the main gate of the imperial city. This was his first stop in this world, but looking back now, it felt like he was in another world. He looked around.

The main gate of the inner gate, Xuande Tower, has five gates. The gates are made of gold nails and red lacquer. The walls are made of masonry and stone. They are engraved with dragons and phoenixes flying away. They are covered with glazed tiles, curved towers, and red balustrades. The following two pavilions face each other.

Use a scarlet fork.

Entering the main entrance of Xuande Tower is the Daqing Hall. The courtyard has two floors. There is the Taishi Bureau and the Baozhang Zhengzheng Examination. This hall is used whenever a ceremonial car drives to stay and Zhengshuo meets in this hall. The left and right horizontal gates outside the hall are the left and right Changqing Gates.

.There are three gates on the south wall of the inner city, which are the roads leading to the great dynasties.

"Let's set up the mourning hall here!" Zhao Tong stopped thirty steps away from Xuande Tower and stamped his feet and said to everyone. Although he did not dare to approach the palace gate to watch the excitement, he saw these people in the imperial city.

A mourning hall was set up in front of me, and I was stunned for a moment.