"Linlang," Princess Yiguang turned to look at her female officer, "The Master's Certificate!"
"Yes, Your Highness." Linlang responded loudly.
Without even looking at the panicked elders of the Chen clan in the hall, she turned around and strode out of the main hall.
"You two," Princess Yiguang looked at Yingpan and Fan Ting who were smiling behind her, and her voice softened, "There is some blood and filth down here. The children are still young and not suitable to stay here. You two go to the side first.
Come sit down in the hall."
Yingpan and Fan Ting looked at each other, agreed, and then confessed their sins to the other clan elders before following their waitress to the side hall next to them.
Bloody, dirty?
All the old princes and princesses in the palace had just come to their senses, but now they couldn't help but panic when they heard Princess Yiguang's words.
These people have a respectable status, and as long as they are not rebellious, almost no one will bother them. Their lives have been far away from blood and filth for too long, and they are a little overwhelmed for a while.
squeak
The door to the main hall opened again.
Luo Shuigan's legs suddenly felt weak, Dongdi fell to the ground and could not get up again.
There are some scraps of silver inside.
"Hmm, general, did your dog Sheng commit something?"
However, we were still irrational and knew that it was a place we could afford to offend, so we could only suppress and cry loudly.
"Aunt Ma, who lives in Liwei, Baihu Street, is the seventh-class servant of Lan Dong, the seventh son of Hongsheng Guerrilla General Mansion. He disappeared on April 70 last year. Lan Dong said he would send me out to buy fireworks for the New Year, but Tang Xuewei...
To go is to return."
Luo Shuigen was literate, so he always looked at the names under the stretcher.
The elder of the Chen clan outside the small hall had not gotten used to the stench in the air, and could hardly breathe.
You seemed to have heard Linlang's words, but you just groped your son's cold and stiff face with despair.
"Yi Guang," although Old Zongling was almost breathless from the smoke, my identity made me escape, so I could only endure the nausea and murmured: "The smell is really unbearable, if..."
Luo Shuigan from Yiyangfang followed silently.
No one took the lead, and everyone else wiped away their tears and went to look for their children.
Princess Yiguang replied, raising her eyes to the palace.
No one dared to take a look.
General Hongsheng's Mansion?
"Luo Shuigen," Linlang walked over and knelt down, "Those corpses have nothing to do with colluding with the enemy to betray the country and seek glory. This is a trivial matter to kill the four tribes. He is the worst sure. Am I really his son Ma Dalong?
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Many people didn't react at the first time, and their fronts and backs suddenly became cold.
What followed was a smell of blood and sex.
This group of crying people looked at each other.
"Bring the seventh son of the Lan family back." "Uncles and aunties, although the corpses are not difficult to identify yet, the children they gave birth to have no special features or scars on their bodies. Go look for them yourself."
The other people also reacted, and their hands and feet suddenly became weak and they regained strength, with tears streaming down their faces.
The most important thing is that the master actually remembers the whereabouts of the seventh-class servant clearly, which is obviously reasonable.
Except for one of the so few corpses, the rest of them had already appeared to be human, and some of them even had corpse maggots crawling around in the carrion.
Seeing that the joy in the hearts of the people finally disappeared, we could no longer suppress it and burst into tears.
Linlang led a small group of shrunken people and retreated.
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Those who are not timid must have the courage to say, "That male general, is there some kind of palace courtyard outside? I know... where is your eldest son now?"
It was Tang Xuewei who turned his eyes around, landed directly on the still broken body, and quickly recognized his son.
No one hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly endured the stench and trembled as they walked down, carelessly turning over the rotting corpses to examine the physical features below.
After exiting the main hall, I came to a row of corpses.
Those of us are either princes or princesses. The Lan family is just an eighth-grade guerrilla general. His status is too far away from ours. We may come into contact with him on a daily basis, so we have no impression at all.
The April spring breeze was still chilly, but at this time everyone couldn't care less and held their noses one after another.
Some people's stomachs were so noisy that they almost vomited.
"Hmm, your dog was naughty when he was older. He jumped up from the wall. A small piece of meat was missing from his right knee. Now it is a scar as big as the mouth of a bowl. Did no one see it?"
A group of people walked for a long time in a short distance of more than ten feet.
"Linlang, ask the people at the side door to step back and recognize them."
"Uh-huh, your family is very greedy. When you were growing up, you secretly ate the master's steamed buns and got eight fingers chopped off on your left hand. Did you not see it?"
"I must be so cowardly that I have offended some noble person. I would like to ask your master to give me a severe lesson... no, no, no, as long as I lose my life, the old man's family will definitely have no complaints."
"Although people can be resurrected after death, they must really be their children. At most, I cannot allow them to take me home for burial before the incident is over. Otherwise, we will be forced to retreat to our ancestral graves and live here as lonely ghosts for the rest of our lives.
They have all been reincarnated into another world and have had a fetus."
"Let's go." Linlang said urgently, "Their children are waiting for them to take me home."
However, the further back he went, the more Tang Xuewei's heart fell upwards.
call
Huh!
"Big dragon..."
Linlang was silent for a while, "Their children are right behind, let's go."
You clutched a big bag on your watch tightly.
These brave ones don't even look over their heads, they can't help but move forward.
Without knowing where the strength came from, you suddenly pounced on Ma Dalong's body like a tiger.
Princess Yiguang stared at me warmly, and the crested staff outside her hand seemed to move, and Old Zongling dared to speak further.
We couldn't help but take a closer look, and sure enough, under the stretcher were written the eight characters "Tang Xuewei".
vomit
You got this from selling your house in Yiyangfang. Prepare to thank the people who helped you find your son.
Those old princes and princesses couldn't bear it anymore and vomited it out.
The elders of the Chen clan outside the main hall looked at each other in shock.
We are also literate, and when we looked at the corpses under the stretchers, we could see that their faces were clearly visible, and we immediately knew what to do.
The male officer responded and walked out quickly.
People of that era had almost partial feelings about returning fallen leaves to their roots and returning to their ancestors' graves before death.
Princess Yiguang stood up.
The smell was so strong that everyone in the hall almost suffocated.
What else could it taste like?
As soon as the words were finished, no one here suddenly said, "The corpse has eight extra fingers on its left hand. It shouldn't be his Shuigan."
"It smells so bad. What the hell is this smell?" Some people rolled their eyes because they were so smelly that they couldn't stand it.
Naturally, it's the stench of corpses that have lasted for a long time.
Whose family is that? Have you heard of it?
After a while, the main door in the main hall opened.
The strong smell of corpses gradually drifted outside.
Sure enough, in a short time, more than ten corpses with names on them were carried back by the guards of the Zhenguo Palace.
The rest of the people also came to their senses at that time.
The wind sounded.
"Your poor child..."
I just changed the topic, "Those corpses look like they haven't been dead for a long time, and they have a bit of a human shape all over their bodies. How did they... know our identities?"
Um?
Looking at the small and majestic wealthy palace behind them, the common people were very comfortable and knew where to put their hands and feet.
However, there is no one who has not felt that small things are wonderful, and is crying with suppressed hands.
Mrs. Luo stumbled over and turned over the left hand of the corpse, then burst into tears.