Di Qing was about to go to the Chunxi Palace to find someone to settle the score, but he heard Pang Xiu slowly say: "I, Pang Xiu, am really suitable for such a gorgeous exit. I asked them to show off more."
Di Qing looked back at Pang Xiu sadly, his lips trembling a few times and unable to say a word.
Hu Min quickly called someone to report and asked them to set off all the fireworks.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...the fireworks of meteors chasing the moon all rose into the sky.
Fire rain fell in the sky, and the entire palace was lit up by the fire.
Everything turns into sadness when it reaches the extreme. No one really cares about such a beautiful scenery. Their eyes are all focused on the old man on the bed.
The more gorgeous it is, the more sad it makes people feel.
But at this moment, an announcement came from outside: "The Queen has arrived."
The crowd dispersed again with a roar. Xia Yan came from the center of the dispersed crowd with a round belly, followed by Little Guo Zi Pang.
Xia Yan did not salute me and came directly to Pang Xiu.
At that moment, I saw Pang Xiu's eyes suddenly light up, looking at Xia Yan standing by the bed, and his voice filled with joy: "Your Majesty...are you here?"
King, you are here.
These were the last words Pang Xiu left for Xia Yan.
It was also the last words he left in this world.
"Everyone, please step aside." Xia Yan looked at the old man with his eyes closed on the bed expressionlessly, and ordered coldly.
At this moment, even though Xia Yan was in the body of a woman, the imperial majesty seemed to come from her bones. A single body could not hide this edge.
I suddenly thought that even if one day I leave with Xia Yan's body, Xia Yan can still hold up the mountains and rivers of Xia Kingdom with a woman's body.
The officials were stunned for a moment, but no one dared to question anything, and they all left in unison.
When there were only three of us left in the room.
Xia Yan's shoulders dropped, and his whole body seemed to be relaxed.
I heard Xia Yan say quietly in a tired voice: "Pang Xiu, why don't you watch the last fireworks with me?"
Pang Xiu was lying on the bed with his head pulled up, so peaceful that no one could bear to disturb him.
Xia Yan reached out and held the old man's hand and rubbed it carefully. I don't know if it was my hallucination or something, but I saw a drop of crystal liquid dripping on the back of the withered hand.
That night, the white snow reflected the lotus flowers in the sky, but when Pang Xiu ran out of oil and lamp, they all withered.
"Pang Xiu Zhi" is recorded in the historical records, and it is written like this: Pang Xiu, with a fluent character and outstanding achievements in his life, was the leader of the ministers of the Five Kingdoms. His birth is unknown. He was born suddenly in winter. All the flowers bloomed in the early days and withered in the later days.
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After Pang Xiu was buried, the whole country observed a moment of silence.
When going to court, everyone uniformly wears plain white mourning clothes.
Xiahou Liancheng's son, Xiahou Lingbi, Song Ke's son, Song Yuanbao and Zhao Kou's son, Zhao Qi all wore mourning clothes. Because Pang Xiu had no heirs left in the world, these old officials asked their sons to mourn Pang Xiu.
, the mourning period is three years.
Pang Xiu, who had bad eyesight, was suddenly missing from Chao Shang, and everyone felt a little uncomfortable.
The one who seems to be most unaccustomed to it is Xia Huanzhi. He was once slapped twice by Pang Xiu, but now no one dares to slap him anymore. It all seems like it happened yesterday. Yesterday, Xia Huanzhi was fighting with Pang Xiu in a high-spirited battle of wits and courage. Now,
But he stood where Pang Xiu once stood.
Looking at Xia Huanzhi wearing the imperial attire, I suddenly realized that Pang Xiu had really gone.
