Chapter 770: The Mourning of the Great Sage King (3)
‘My beloved daughter Bao’er expresses this personally:
Bao'er, when you read this letter, your father should be gone.
As a father, in this life, I am worthy of the heaven above and worthy of the earth below. I am worthy of you and the people of the world.
Only, I am ashamed of a woman who truly loves her father.
Her father had betrayed her all her life, and she had been lonely for the rest of her life.
I have never regretted being a father.
In this life, my father was born as the son of the Jun family, carrying the peace of the world on my shoulders, and shouldering the responsibility of the people. There are many things that my father cannot do or even think about.
I am tired and tired of being a father.
If there is an afterlife, my father doesn’t want to be a member of that family. He only wants to be born into an ordinary family and be able to be by her side without any distractions.’
Qi Baoer slowly opened the letter and asked softly: "Your Majesty, do you have another explanation for your death?"
The person who came was none other than Ling Zhongyao, the leader of the Wuying Army, and the person whom the Great Xian King trusted the most besides Eunuch Yang.
Ling Zhongyao nodded. He did not immediately tell Qi Bao'er about the Great Xian King's last wish. Instead, he told Qi Bao'er a story first.
——The late emperor passed away when the great virtuous king was six years old, but arrangements had been made for the great virtuous king before his death. As soon as the great virtuous king died, the great virtuous king was personally picked up by the head of the Shangqing Sect.
Went to Shangqing Sect.
Since then, the Great Xian King has been living in the Shangqing Sect. In addition to practicing martial arts every day, he also takes medicinal soups. The life is boring and boring.
It wasn't until the Great Sage King turned sixteen that he met a woman who brought color back to his boring life.
Qingyu is a farm girl, and her home is in a village at the foot of Shangqingzong Mountain.
That year, in order to save her father, who was dependent on her for life, the little girl who was only five years old climbed up to the top of the Shangqing Sect on a night of heavy rain, and appeared in front of the Great Xian King in a state of embarrassment.
Ling Zhongyao is not sure how the Great Xian King met Qing Yu and how he got along with Qing Yu later. When he followed the Great Xian King, the Great Xian King was already nearly fifty, and the girl Qing Yu had already passed away;
You know, that is, the Great Xian King once said a lot of drunken words about Miss Qingyu when he was drunk, and he guessed something from it.
The Great Sage King first met Qingyu when she was five years old, and the two stayed with each other until Qingyu turned fifteen, a full ten years.
That year, there was a severe drought in the north, and there was almost no harvest; and the emperor had not yet taken full power in the court, and could not even make the final decision on allocating money and food for disaster relief.
The emperor sent a letter to the Great Xian King, asking the Great Xian King to return to the capital and take charge of disaster relief.
For the sake of the victims in the north, the Great Xian Wang returned to Beijing.
Before returning to Beijing, King Daxian promised Qingyu that he would come back to pick her up once the disaster relief work was completed.
But once he left, the Great Xian King never came back.
After the disaster relief was over, there were other things to do. The emperor's difficulties and the people's difficulties all made the Great Xian King unable to escape.
In the world of the Jun family, it is impossible for the great virtuous king, who has the purest blood of the Jun family, to see him fall into the hands of others.
The most important thing is that the Great Sage King does not want Qingyu to live a life of fear with him.
The Great Sage King thought that without him, Qingyu would find an ordinary person to marry and live her life plainly but safely.
But he didn't expect that Qingyu had been waiting for him after he left. After waiting for a full five years, he refused to listen to the villagers' advice and even left the village alone, preparing to go to Beijing to find him.
....A woman, an ordinary woman with no effort at all, walks alone on a road where there may be bandits everywhere. The consequences can be imagined.
"Your Majesty, do you want to be buried with Miss Qingyu?" Qi Baoer asked, looking at the letter in his hand with an unclear expression.
Ling Zhongyao nodded.
"……,I see."
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The next day, at an auspicious time, he was placed in the coffin.
Qi Bao'er had not yet formally acknowledged her marriage, and technically she was not the daughter of the Great Wise King. Therefore, it was against the rules for her to be the pallbearer at the funeral. Instead, she selected several descendants from the royal family.
The descendants will come to keep vigil.
He will be laid to rest for seven days and will receive condolences from relatives and friends.
In the past seven days, although Qi Baoer did not kneel to keep vigil like the others, he was always in charge of the overall situation at Prince Daxian's Mansion.
The nine descendants of the Jun family who were keeping watch over the great virtuous king didn’t know whether they had been told by their families or they were all stupid. Apart from listening to Qi Bao’er’s instructions on what to do, they just kept watch according to the arrangements of the Taoist priests and did nothing else.
There is no superfluous matter, and there is no so-called royal pedigree.
As for the desire to seize power that everyone speculated, there is not even a sign.
Seven days later, the coffin was sealed and buried.
The Great Xian King is no longer in the emperor's lineage in the Jun family tree, and cannot enter the mausoleum of his direct descendants next to the imperial mausoleum. Instead, he is buried in the mausoleum belonging to ordinary princes.
But despite this, the funeral was still spectacular. It was buried according to the funeral rites of a prince. In addition to the emperor, even the prince personally carried the coffin of the Great Xian King until it was sealed in the tomb.
The common people in the capital spontaneously started from the inner city gate to the foot of the hill to the Great Xian King's tomb, with people kneeling on both sides of the road.
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The wind is rustling and the rain is rustling.
In the dead of night, there is no longer the huge procession of mourners during the day, and there are no real or fake cries. It seems that everything has become a thing of the past.
Qi Bao'er stood on the city wall, facing the drizzle, watching as the real coffin containing the great wise king gradually faded away until it turned into a black spot and disappeared into the sky.
Princess Binghua beside her, her head wrapped in a cloak, looked at Xiaoyu in front of her and said sadly: "Miss Qingyu, the great wise king has come to pick up her."
Hearing this, Qi Baoer looked at her doubtfully, "Do you also know Miss Qingyu?"
Princess Binghua: "The people who carried out the coffin for Miss Qingyu back then were my father and mother.
Qingyu girl was captured by bandits and trapped in the mountains. Later, Qingyu spent ten years to gain the bandit leader's trust in her. She got arsenic and died with the bandits.
There was only one day left, only one day left before her father and mother would lead people into the bandit's den and rescue her.
Qingyu girl had a jade pendant given to her by the Great Sage King, and her mother recognized it at a glance. However, the journey was far away, and her mother could not take her body back to Beijing, so she could only find a Feng Shui place to bury her at the same place.
That."
My mother was also surprised when she learned that the Great Xian King was going to be buried with Miss Qingyu. My mother said that the Great Xian King had never mentioned Miss Qingyu, nor had she ever visited Miss Qingyu’s grave.
The wise king had already forgotten Miss Qingyu.
I never thought that it turned out to be buried deep in my heart.
"Sister Bao, I don't want to spend my life regretting like the Great Wise King."
Qi Bao'er looked at her. Princess Binghua's face was not firm at the moment, but still confused and uneasy about the future. However, it looked much better than when she knew the truth.
She asked: "Are you planning to break up with Ye Boxuan?"
A slightly stiff smile appeared on Princess Binghua's face, "I have told my father and mother everything that happened over the years, and also told them the truth you found out;
When my father and mother found out, they were very angry. They punished my brother and hoped that I could reconcile. My father said that no matter what I want to do in the future, they will not interfere again."
Qi Baoer smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "Isn't that good? We don't have to miss people who are not worth it. People are always in this world, and they have experienced the ups and downs, and that's what life is."
Princess Binghua also laughed and said in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Yes."
(End of chapter)
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