The smoke was lit to notify the Sifang border strongholds of the emperor's death.
Yun Ting opened his mouth and wondered how long it would take for his father to know that the emperor was dead?
If I were smarter, could I use beacon fire to deliver family letters? Just like my father would always write incomprehensible letters to my mother using numbers.
The flags of the new emperor were erected.
Yun Ting was still thinking with his mouth open, whether he would beat up that guy in strange clothes in the future. It seemed that he couldn't. There were many people around him, more than the generals in the family. Grandpa Pang knelt on the ground and looked serious.
Report the matter to that bastard.
That kind of inexplicable respect, Yun Ting has only seen others treat his father like that. Since Grandpa Pang is kneeling on the ground, will his father also kneel down when he comes back?
Thinking of this, Yun Ting deeply regretted that he was not strong enough and did not seize the last chance to give him a good beating yesterday.
However, his mother is dead. She was fine just a moment ago, but she died in a moment. This guy is so pitiful. In the blink of an eye, both his parents are dead. I wonder if his queen stepmother will beat him, no?
Give him food?"
Thinking of this, he turned around and looked at his little mother. Her eyes were bright and her ears were erect. She seemed to be eavesdropping on the whispers of the officials next to her. Just look at her cheeks that kept twitching.
I knew that my mother's desire to talk to people was almost uncontrollable.
"Mom, I'm getting tired of kneeling here and there, why don't we go home now!"
When I came here, my mother told me that what she said in today's situation would count. My mother couldn't open her mouth to speak. Once she opened her mouth to speak, everyone would dislike her.
"Ting'er, be good, please bear with me for a while and see if anything new happens. There will be a lot of excitement today.
Look, look, the concubine came out, pointing at the queen and scolding her, but she couldn't hear what she was scolding. It would be great if your father were here. In that case, our family's seat would be in the front row. We will definitely be able to
Hear clearly what Concubine Bo is scolding."
"Mom, I have my father's Yugui who can go to the front."
"No, your mother told us not to get into the crowd. If chaos breaks out, those cowardly people might run around in a swarm and trample you."
Yun Ting looked at a huge soul-calling flag erected on the top of Daqing Hall and said excitedly: "The iron spear is used as a flagpole. Aren't they afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Ge Qiuyan hugged Yun Ting and covered his mouth. He looked around and found that he was surrounded only by his family generals. He breathed a sigh of relief. If his little ancestor's words were listened to by someone who cared about him, he didn't know what would happen.
What does it look like?
But this is the truth. My husband did not let the generals of the family put high hairpins on their heads, saying that it would easily attract lightning strikes, but the royal family stuck the spears in such a high place... According to the husband's original words, this
Just looking for being struck by lightning...
When the sun rises in the morning, the morning glow appears, which is a sign of rain. In April, the Waking of Insects has passed long ago, and there has been thunder in Kaifeng City. The thunder god also killed several old locust trees that have become spirits...
The sun disappeared into the clouds, and Yun Ting's stomach was rumbling. He was kicked out of the house by his mother without eating anything in the morning. He said that he was protecting the prince when he returned to the palace, and that it was a rare achievement.
"Mom, I'm hungry."
"I'm hungry too!"
"Why didn't you get something to eat when you came out?"
"Who knew that the royal family would keep dying. Now we have to pay homage to Concubine Shu. Ting'er, please go and kneel down twice more and we will go home for dinner."
Yun Ting swallowed a sip of saliva and nodded sensibly: "If you don't go home for dinner, we'll go to Ma Xing Street to eat soft tofu and meat cakes when we're done!"
While mother and son were discussing in a low voice where to eat, Zou Tong's hoarse voice sounded: "Your Majesty, I wish you the best of luck in the world -"
After Zou Tong drank, all the eunuchs and courtiers knelt on the ground together, holding three sticks of incense in their hands, inserting them into the incense burner in front of them and shouting loudly.
The incense burner must be taken home to continue worshiping. It is said that the incense burner must be burned continuously for three years...
Zhao Xu had cried so hard that he had no energy left. He was supported by two eunuchs before he entered the hall and watched his father and mother being put into the coffin with his own eyes.
This is what the old emperor specifically stated before his death. After his death, there will be no state funeral, and the prince will return to court after observing mourning for nine days.
The prince's enthronement ceremony will be held immediately after the courtiers observe filial piety for nine days.
All subjects in the Song Dynasty could marry at will after observing filial piety for nine days.
The army that went on an expedition could restart their weapons after three days of mourning. Yan Yun was the emperor's best sacrifice.
Shanling envoy Pang Ji has already rushed to Gongxian County to preside over the conferment ceremony for Emperor Renzong's body, heaven, law, Taoism, supreme virtue, divine culture, sage Wu Ruizhe and Mingxiao.
Major affairs in the DPRK were temporarily presided over by Privy Councilor Han Qi and Councilor Political Affairs Ouyang Xiu.
From beginning to end, the emperor's will did not mention Empress Cao. It only said that the emperor's daily life would be presided over by Concubine Bo...
After watching the royal funeral, Yun Ting left the palace with his generals under the glare of all the officials. He was already starving, how could he continue to endure the hunger and stay in place like those officials to recite the lengthy ""
Taiyi’s Sutra of Rescue of Suffering and the Transcendence of Heavenly Lord” or “Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow Sutra”.
Being dragged by Ge Qiuyan to recite the Heart Sutra was the limit of what Yun Ting could endure.
Just when Yun Ting walked out of the palace, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly came from the direction of Jinming Pond, and then a thick plume of thick smoke rose from the place close to Jinming Pond.
Zhao Yannian's face was very ugly, and his eyes were red. His horse ran out close to Yun Ting's horse. The tail of the horse even scratched the ear of Yun Ting's horse, and the horse let out a thin cry.
, and ran down the palace wall with Zhao Yannian.
Ge Qiuyan was shocked and quickly chased after him. The general of the Yun Mansion who had just obtained the mount also ran down.
The war horse couldn't be reined in at all. Today, Yun Ting was riding his bay red horse. This was a stallion that had just started to come into heat and was waiting for breeding. It might have smelled the mare under the New Army knight's crotch. No matter what Yun Ting wanted to do,
He stopped, and the war horse still mixed with the cavalry group and galloped forward.
The Xishui Gate was right in front of him. Zhao Yannian looked gloomily at the Xishui Gate where the Thousand Jin Gate had been lowered, looked at the bricks and tiles everywhere, gritted his teeth and asked the embarrassed officers and soldiers: "Where are the people you wanted to capture?"
A general with blood still pouring from his forehead said: "The men of humble rank and others surrounded Xiaoxi Alley. An explosion occurred in a house at the end of the alley. The residents in the alley were running wild. The men of humble rank and others could not stop them at all.
Can’t live.”
The skin on Zhao Yannian's face twitched violently, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and the general's head fell to the ground. Only the body was still standing on the ground, with a large amount of blood gushing out from the neck cavity.
Fell to the ground.
"Find me according to the household registration. Find all the people in Xiaoxi Alley. If there is one missing, I will use your heads to make up for it."
The attack was extremely ruthless and the order was extremely cold, but he saw a smile on the face of his subordinates. When he turned around, he found a small man sitting on a horse, and the bay-red horse under his crotch was sniffing with interest. He touched his horse's butt and barked from time to time.
Naturally, he knew Yun Ting. Seeing the red-faced Ge Qiuyan trying hard to move the maroon horse away, he cupped his hands and said, "Why are Yanei and the second lady here?"
Yun Ting said angrily: "It's not your broken horse that seduced my little red. Kill your horse quickly so that I can leave, young master."
Zhao Yannian squeezed out a smile and said: "Cavalry cannot kill war horses."
Yun Ting pointed to the dead body on the ground and said: "If you don't kill horses, why kill your own people? My father said that killing one's own people is the stupidest thing to do to establish authority. Apart from making your subordinates afraid, it will do nothing. , do you want to be shot in the face after going to the battlefield?"
After hearing what Yunting said, Zhao Yannian was not anxious anymore. He sat on the horse and said with a smile: "In emergencies, follow the authority. The yamen have been influenced by the generals, so they don't know the military law like a mountain, right?"
Yun Ting shook his head and said: "My father said that when one of your own is killed in the army, the person who gives the order must be the general, but the person who weighs and implements it should be the military judge. You are the general, not the military judge, so you have no right to kill this person." 's head.
My father also said that military law restricts generals far more than soldiers, and killing is an act of military law, not a personal act."
Zhao Yannian shook his head and said: "The yamen only knows one but not the other. When you grow up, you will understand why I have no choice but to do this."
Yun Ting curled his lips in disdain and said: "You are just trying to prevaricate with these words. Your Excellency, you are not a good person. I am too lazy to care about your troubles. I have to leave and get your war horse out of the way."
Zhao Yannian smiled slightly and was not angry. He just reined in the war horse and turned it in a circle. The little red horse could not reach the mare's butt, so Ge Qiuyan took the opportunity to lead him away.
"Get to work. This job was assigned by Mr. Zou. If we can't complete it, none of us will have a good life. Please work harder."
There was a small boat floating on the Bian River. There were only two people in the boat, a white-haired fisherman and a fat man in a green robe, who were talking about everyday things.
"The old slave's funeral arrangements have been arranged. The young master does not have to worry about the old slave. People in Xiaoxi alley have only seen the old slave, and no one has seen the young master. As long as the old slave disappears from the world, the young master will be safe from everything. "
"Uncle Fu, I have already made arrangements. You should go to Cochin to retire. Where there are our people, spending your old age there is also a good choice."
"Haha, the young master is interested, but I don't want to be too far away from my hometown. Since I was born in Kaifeng, I should die in Kaifeng."
The white-haired fisherman stood up and bowed his hands to the fat man, then plunged into the Bianhe River. As soon as he hit the water, he sank like a weight. It was obvious that something heavy was tied to his body.
The fat man retracted his half-explored hand and sighed: "Why choose the Bianhe River? Walk another twenty miles to the Yellow River, and that is the most suitable place." (To be continued)