Chapter 642: Getting ready to leave the city, the drunk Taoist
Chapter 642: Getting ready to leave the city, the drunk Taoist
Author: Mr. Fengjiu
Chapter 642: Getting ready to leave the city, the drunk Taoist
Ye Qianning's body was placed in a crystal coffin filled with ice. Two guards from Luo Wenduyi's mansion carried the coffin in a huge carriage.
"This is the first time I've seen a transparent coffin."
"It looks like it's made of colored glaze. How much silver does it cost?"
"If the crystal coffin was not filled with ice and the weather was so hot, the child's body would stink for three or four days."
"Tsk, only after death can one rest in peace. It seems quite pitiful to go through all that trouble."
"Who can say no? Dean Chen was too decisive in relying on the master who rejected the child. What an honor it would be for the child to be buried in the imperial mausoleum. He didn't want to go through such trouble. What was his intention? I don't know if he knew from the General's Mansion.
Know."
"What is buried in the imperial mausoleum?"
"I don't know. I heard that the emperor was asking for Miss Xiang to be buried in the imperial mausoleum as the crown princess. Who knew that Chen Yuan was not willing to do so. For this reason, he would rather leave his country and ask for Miss Xiang's body to be taken out of Beili.
."
"It turns out that Dean Chen, despite his nationality, did not allow Miss Xiang to be buried in the imperial mausoleum. He asked why the emperor would not allow a child to be buried in Beili. It turns out that it is closely related. What does Dean Chen have?
Heart."
The common people looked at the crystal coffin that was carried out and talked about it.
Several middle-aged men in simple clothes mentioned Dean Chen's departure from Beili nationality, and the onlookers were attracted by his topic.
I felt very sorry for Dean Chen to leave his nationality. When I heard the reason for the incident, I immediately felt that Dean Chen was ungrateful.
The royal family didn't mind when their child died, and they allowed her to be buried in the imperial mausoleum as a princess. The royal family gave her such honors and favors, and she didn't ask for all the honors. I really don't know what's wrong with her.
The Zhan family, the Gu family, and the Qian family also followed suit, pretending to be heartbroken, even if they didn't find it themselves, they were just pretending to show it to others.
The people, who were originally very sympathetic, now showed ridicule on their faces and did not ask for favors. They brought the blame on themselves!
Rowan put the coffin in place and walked to the car. There were comments in his ears. He glanced at it with a solemn look, filled with murderous aura.
"Luo Wen, put away your murderous intent." Dean Chen walked to the car.
"Dean, they..."
"No need to argue." Dean Chen got in the car.
For someone who has nothing to do with what he is asking for, excuses are meaningless.
Zhan Yi clenched his fists, his heart as clear as a mirror. Not many people knew about the imperial edict. If it was spread, there would be no point in arguing if someone would give it to him. That would not be what the emperor wanted!
The masters of the Academy stood in the front and lined up in two rows to clear the way. Behind them were the carriages of the two royal palaces, and the carriages of Mrs. Zhan and a group of aunts walking behind.
Thousands of sails were silent, and Gu Shuo was riding a horse around both sides of the carriage decorated with coffins. Those who followed him at first were not escorts.
The people who were watching were surprised. The master of Loushan Academy and the two royal palaces took the lead. After the death of Kyoto City, Zhai Mai who fought was also treated as a royal person.
I have to say that even though the lady from the General Mansion did not enter the imperial mausoleum, the battle was still big enough.
The carriage moved slowly, and the streets where it passed were crowded with people watching.
The General's Mansion is a long way from the city gate, and it was only half the distance when the carriage reached dawn.
Ye Qianning was lying in a pile of ice cubes. She could not feel the coldness at all in the space, which made her wonder if she was really dead.
If she were conscious, would the ice freeze her body?
"Hahaha……"
"That old man, can you lend me a helping hand?"
"Tao... hiccup... there is no way in the world, there is no way in hell... hiccup... please don't beg..."
"The old man was very drunk, and someone pulled him away."
Ye Qianning was not thinking about Minghong when a noisy voice came to her ears. The wrong voice cheered her up, but it was the voice of the old man in her dream.
