Chapter 098: Missing you like a bright candle, and crying

In the Zhang Mansion, the white door was hanging down, the tent was hidden, the middle door was opened, and sorrow and joy were everywhere. Scholars and literati and even the powerful and powerful bureaucrats in the city were in constant contact.

Zhang Xuan’s funeral hall is located in the yard of the front yard of Zhang’s mansion. The mourning shed is built, and the mourning hall is covered with white clothes, with sorrow and fog, and sorrows.

In front of the desk were Zhang Xuan's clothes, portraits, the emperor's imperial gold medals and imperial edicts.

Zhang Huan and Zhang Ning, two brothers, stood sadly and welcoming guests in plain clothes. Zhang Huan's children, Zhang Yan and Zhang Liang, were even kneeling on the ground wearing mourning clothes for their third uncle, crying mourning.

Behind Zhang Yan and Zhang Liang were Ruyan Ruyu, two little girls who were also dressed in filial piety and were sad. Since inquiring about Zhang Xuan’s bad news, the two girls cried bitterly and fainted several times.

The two elders Zhang Jiuming and Zhang Jiugao, as well as Liu, are not convenient for them to appear in the mourning hall because they are old and young.

There were too many guests coming to pay their respects, and Zhang Huan and Zhang Ning didn't recognize them, so they could only line up and slowly entered.

But the visitor is determined, and they can only bow and thank him.

What surprised many people was that among the people who came to pay their respects, in addition to the scholars, there were many brothel singers. The famous singers and singers in Pingkangfang, Chang'an City, all arrived in plain clothes to pay tribute to Zhang Xuan's spiritual position, and they couldn't help but feel at ease.

This is probably the "pop song" sung by Zhang Xuan's poems moving to Chang'an. Most of the poems he wrote have become "pop songs" sung by Chang'an's prostitute singers. Therefore, in the brothel world, Zhang Xuan is very famous. Many singers are grateful for Zhang Xuan's poems and come to express their grief spontaneously.

What disappointed the Zhang family was that no one came from Lady Guo’s mansion, and the Eastern Palace was even more insignificant.

Zhang Huan couldn't help but feel a little resentment in his heart, and was sad that the world was cold and cold. When the third brother died, he couldn't help but feel sad and crying like rain.

Wang Wei and Qiu Wei walked side by side, and finished silently observing the ceremony to Zhang Xuan's spiritual position. Then bowed to Zhang Huan and Zhang Ning and comforted him, "Two nephews, please mourn me."

"Thank you, Lord Youcheng, Lord Doctor. My brother's life is short and his youth died. I have let you down for your kindness." Zhang Huan and Zhang Ning replied with grace.

"Oh... Zizhan died young and was jealous of talent, which is really a pity!" Wang Wei sighed, and was about to walk out with Qiu Wei, but heard a slight riot inside and outside the mourning hall.

A servant hurried in and leaned in Zhang Huan's ear and whispered a few words. Zhang Huan's face was even more sad. He glanced at Zhang Ning, and then the two brothers went out together to welcome Cui Ying, the third brother-in-law who married into the Zhang family.

Cui Ying's decision was introduced to the Zhang family, and the Zhang family led by Liu and Zhang Huan were shocked and moved. Although Zhang Xuan died, she could have a happy wife if she had such a affectionate and kindness.

Zhang Huan and Zhang Ning came out, and the crowds who came to pay their respects stopped watching and consciously stood on both sides.

The pale-faced Liu family, supported by two maids, also appeared together with Zhang Jiuming and Zhang Jiugao, with only one purpose, to welcome this peerless beauty who is kind and kind.

The door of the Zhang family's mansion was wide open, and there were slowly rushing on the road in front of the mansion, more than a dozen teams of carriages dressed in red and colorful clothes, which seemed to be a ceremonial war for marrying a daughter, but there was no drum and music to accompany her.

The first luxurious carriage stopped, Princess Yuzhen slowly got out and glanced at the Zhang Mansion.

The second carriage was carrying Choi Hwan, Choi Jin, Choi Ju and his son. The third carriage was covered with exquisite palace lanterns, which was exactly where Choi Ying rode. The following carriage staff were Cui Ying's dowry and dowry maids.

Cui Ying, the daughter of the Cui family? Could it be... many people looked at each other and were inexplicably shocked.

Under the stunned gaze of the mourning crowd, with the support of two maids, Cui Ying was sad in white clothes and snow. She hugged a piano wrapped in linen, and surrounded by everyone, slowly walked towards the Zhang Mansion.

The two brothers Liu, Zhang Jiuming and Zhang Jiugao forced their sadness and went forward to "hand over" Yuzhen and Cui Ju, and simply completed some small etiquette.

Cui Ying held Qin and bowed to Liu and Zhang Jiuming, "Ying'er pays homage to her mother. She pays homage to her two uncles. She pays homage to her two brothers and sister-in-law."

"Yinger, please get up quickly. My son's life is short and he has let Ying'er down..." Liu leaned over sadly and helped Cui Ying up himself, and choked with tears in the rain and held Cui Ying's hand tightly.

On Cui Ying's pale and beautiful face, two lines of tears slowly flowed down. Her shoulders trembled slightly, she left Liu and everyone silently, and walked slowly towards Zhang Xuan's spiritual position.

In fact, it was only a few dozen steps away, but for Cui Ying, it was like yin and yang that were separated by the end of the world. Her steps were heavy and her eyes were fixed. When she walked closer, she stared at Zhang Xuan's portrait for a moment, slowly sat down on the spot, and put the piano flat in front of her.

The sad and smooth sound of the piano suddenly rang out, echoing over the entire Zhang Mansion. Cui Ying's tears were like rain, and her slender jade fingers were playing quickly. The song of the mandarin alliance she sang and played with Zhang Xuan that day poured out from her fingertips.

"There are tricks on the clouds, the flying stars convey hatred, and the silver man is far away from each other."

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world."

"Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream, I can't bear to look at the road back from the magpie bridge. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it be with you day and night?"

Cui Ying started singing, her voice was like a yellow oriole crying blood.

The piano sound turned into an intense climax. When Cui Ying sang the last sentence, everyone heard the piano body trembling violently, and it took a long time to stop. Then, the strings suddenly broke and made a messy and high-pitched metal tremolo.

On Cui Ying's slender and white fingertips, a drop of round and red blood beads whirled, and dripped on the body of the piano with a thunderous sound, slowly printing and dyeing, showing a sad and beautiful brilliance.

"Zizhan, on that day, I said - You will not let me down, I will not let you down. The sea has passed away, and the stones have gone, and this heart will not change. Now that you abandon me, how can I bear my feelings? When my soulmate has passed away, the strings are broken, who will listen to me?"

"I miss you, I am so bright that I can hold my heart and tears... You are not far away, so I will wait for me for a moment." Cui Ying raised her hand tremblingly and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She took the linen from the hands of Ruyan Ruyu, messed up the bun on her head, then wrapped Ruyun blue silk with linen, got up and put the broken string zither in front of the spiritual position a few times. Then, under the support of Ruyan Ruyu, she turned around and knelt in the position of the unknown, kowtowed for a long time, and then suddenly burst into tears.

"Why do you give up on me?"

"Ying'er!" Princess Yuzhen covered her face and cried, and she was so sad that she could not hold on. In this situation, she could no longer stay at the scene and left halfway with the help of her maid. Cui Ju and his son also wiped their tears for a long time and said goodbye one after another.

Everyone present was moved.

The mourning sounds in the mourning hall are shaking the sky.

Wang Wei stood on one side and couldn't help but sighed to the sky: "Talented man and beautiful woman are made by heaven, but God is jealous of talent, what can we do?!"

Cui Ying resolutely married into the Zhang family with mourning clothes, sang a piano song in the mourning hall, then sang the masterpiece of the strings and began to keep a spirit for Zhang Xuan. This news soon spread throughout Chang'an, and everyone who heard it was full of sneering. No matter what in the future, Cui Ying's shocking actions today will surely become a masterpiece of the future generations.

The news naturally reached the Lady of Guo State's Mansion.

Sister Yang sat upright, staring at Zhang Xuan with a red face, feeling very complicated.

How could Zhang Xuan not be moved by Cui Ying's unwavering love? If it weren't for the situation, he would have wished he could rush home immediately to meet Cui Ying.

"My thoughts are like a bright candle, and I feel like crying..." Zhang Xuan chanted softly, his heart trembling, and Cui Ying's distraught appearance appeared in front of him, and he almost burst into tears.

He was a human being in his two lives, his mind was steady and mature, and never a woman could make him so moved that he could not control himself.

"Zizhan, you have made too much noise this time. I want to see how you end in the future!" Sister Yang said quietly, with a little jealousy in her voice. But she was thinking in her heart, if it were her, would she be like Cui Ying, breaking through everything and following her life and death together?

Zhang Xuan calmed down and sighed, but she was speechless.

After a long silence, he turned to Pei Hui and said softly, "Pei Hui, please go to Yang Xiang's mansion again and ask Yang Xiang when he will start. Some family is restless at this moment and feels that they should act in advance. Otherwise, the changes will be in vain."

"Of course." Pei Hui bowed and left.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

After hearing Gao Lishi slowly talk about Cui Ying, the emperor couldn't help but sigh. Although he was a noble emperor, there were still people's emotions and six desires.

"Old man, I have passed on my edict and appointed Cui Ying as the lord of Zhenyuan County... I have passed on my oral instructions and gave Cui Ying a phoenix crown and a robe robe and a ceremonial wedding instrument, which is equivalent to the royal family." Li Longji waved.

The emperor's daughter is a princess, and the daughters of royal princes are usually canonized as county lords. Cui Ying was not a royal family, but was just the adorable daughter of Princess Yuzhen. Strictly speaking, the canonization of county lords is not in line with etiquette. But the emperor's words are as big as the sky, who dares to criticize?

Gao Lishi glanced at Li Longji in surprise, but did not dare to say anything. He nodded respectfully and immediately left the imperial study room and ordered the eunuch Li Jingzhong to inform the Ministry of Rites to go to Zhang's mansion to read the emperor's imperial edict and oral order.

Gao Lishi ordered and turned back to the imperial study room. At this time, he saw Li Longji reading the previous memorials of Li Wan and others, and he couldn't help but feel moved.

"Old guy, isn't there any movement on Yang Guozhong?" Li Longji asked calmly and threw the memorial in his hand on the table.

Gao Lishi replied softly, "When you all, Yang Guozhong has not left the door in the past two days and has not received foreign guests. It is said that King Rong Li Wan visited the door twice, but he also said that he would not see him if he was sick."

"Oh? What does this guy mean? What does he want to do?" Li Longji raised his eyebrows.

Gao Lishi hesitated for a moment before saying respectfully, "Everyone, in the opinion of Lao Nu, Yang Guozhong is just waiting for His Majesty to express his opinion. He is born in the market and is slick, so he must want to be at ease with each other and not offend each other."

"I want to sell two places? It's outrageous. Old man, please go to Yang Guozhong's mansion for me and listen to what this guy has to say. If necessary, knock on him and force him to stand up and express his opinion!"

"No." Gao Lishi responded, but he secretly laughed at the emperor's hypocrisy. At this moment, he had already made up his mind to depose the crown prince, but he did not want to raise the knife, but wanted Yang Guozhong to take the blame and act as the emperor's knife.
Chapter completed!