Su Ren didn't want to be suspected, so he cooked it very carefully. On the second day after the state banquet, he took out all the remaining day lilies and made an authentic cold day lily dish, inviting the three kings and the three ministers of the court.
Tasting. Su Ren ate the most and talked a lot, expressing his confusion about King Dai's illness. However, some rumors still got into Su Ren's ears.
Liu Gao stood in front of Su Ren with a grimace on his face: "Brother Ren, do you want to deal with those talkative guys?"
Su Ren smiled and shook his head: "No, if we deal with it and confirm this matter, the rumors in Chang'an City will almost make everyone in the court suspicious. If it weren't for me, wouldn't you feel strange?"
"Then we can't allow those guys to slander you!"
"That's true! If you spread the word, if anyone hears someone speaking ill of me, I'll give that guy a good beating, but don't beat him to death."
"Not beaten to death?"
"If you don't beat him to death, let them continue talking. No matter who it is, I will bear the burden for him after the beating."
Dai Wang struggled in the post house for five days, and finally one morning he stared at his eyes and never closed them again. The attendants who followed Dai Wang cried loudly, and everyone took out the white silk that had been prepared or hung it on their bodies.
, or tied to weapons. In just one hour, the post house became pure white. Wang Dai was the emperor's brother and a minister. Out of courtesy, Liu Che went to express his condolences in person.
All the civil and military officials in the imperial court, from the prime minister to the petty officials, all came to pay their respects. But none of them cried. A few of them actually laughed out loud at the door of the post house, and were severely punished by the angry King Dai's personal entourage.
After a while, the lawsuit was brought to the emperor, and he was beaten again by the emperor. Only then did he calm down a little. The mourning hall in the post house also became solemn.
When King Dai died, the saddest person was Liu Ming, King of Jichuan. Although they were not the same mother, they were the same father, and both belonged to the lineage of King Liang. King Dai’s family members and children’s relatives were all in Dai County, and Chang’an City was not his home.
, so Liu Ming voluntarily wore sackcloth and wore mourning to be buried instead of the king. He must be a prince of the princes. The coffin had to be transported back to Dai County for burial, and the mourning hall was set up in Chang'an, just for the convenience of condolences.
Su Ren came neither early nor late. He neither preceded the powerful nor fell behind the petty officials. He stayed among the officials of his level and followed the large troops to express their condolences.
In the mourning hall, King Liu Ming of Jichuan was kneeling alone. Behind him were some paper horses and the coffin of the king. Because Liu Deng died suddenly, the coffin was also newly made, and the burrs on it were still clearly visible. There were several items under the spiritual tablet.
The tributes were not only small but also exquisite, and one could tell at a glance that they were purchased at last minute. The ceremony official was sent by Tai Chang, who had a big beard and would cough after shouting for a few times. His voice was not loud and seemed lifeless.
Following the crowd's salutes, Su Ren solemnly kowtowed three times to the memorial tablet of Liu Deng, the acting king, to slightly relieve his guilt after the murder. He stood up and came to Liu Ming: "King Jichuan, take care of yourself. It's still a long time. Don't get tired."
broken."
Liu Ming nodded. Su Ren handed the food box he brought with him to Liu Ming: "These are some side dishes I made yesterday. They are not available on the market. I brought them today as a sacrifice. I hope the king likes them."
With tears in his eyes, Liu Ming took the food box from Su Ren and handed it to the servant behind him: "Su Yilang is so polite. I thank Su Yilang on behalf of my brother. I will repay this kindness later."
Su Ren shook his head: "I don't know when the relatives of King Dai will come. When King Dai leaves, his ministers will definitely come to see them off."
This scene was seen by many people. Some people sneered, and some people were envious. They had also heard a lot about the rumors in Chang'an City recently. Naturally, Su Ren's words in the rumors did not stop them. The people of the Su family were also in public because of these rumors.
He had several fights with the rumor makers, which made many people think that there must be a reason. Su Ren's performance today made these people think a lot.
Some people laugh at it, and some are envious. They are all the same low-level officials. On weekdays, when they see such high-ranking princes and kings, they can only kneel down and worship from a distance, but Su Ren can talk to those people. What an honor it is?
Envy and jealousy towards Su Ren may very well turn into hatred, and when the time comes, he will take revenge.
As soon as I came out of the post house, I saw the Empress Dowager's car driving from far to near. Everyone knelt down to greet them. The acting king Liu Deng and the emperor Liu Che were both the grandsons of the Empress Dowager Dou. People with white hair sent black ones.
I don’t know how many times this old lady has encountered such great tragedy. The late emperor Liu Qi, Liang Wang Liu Wu, and Li Prince Liu Rong, plus the current acting king Liu Deng, the old lady’s psychology is much stronger and more capable.
hold onto.
Mrs. Dou lost weight, although she was not skinny and bones, her hollow eyes were sunken deeper. Empress Dowager Wang and Empress Chen Ajiao supported each other, and the old lady was trembling all over. She was one of the few people who knew the inside story.
As soon as she felt the atmosphere of the mourning hall, Mrs. Dou almost couldn't stand.
Gongsun Ao squeezed through the crowd and came to Su Ren's side. He reached out and poked Su Ren and winked at Su Ren. The two of them ducked out of the crowd and entered the alley next to them. There were no guards or anyone to accompany them.
No one spoke a word, and they walked side by side toward the depths of the alley.
The roads in Chang'an City extend in all directions. After turning a few streets, Gongsun Ao took the lead and entered a wine shop. There was not a single customer inside, and the shopkeeper and bartender didn't know where they had gone. He followed Gongsun Ao through the lobby and into the backyard.
Gongsun Ao then turned around and glanced at Su Ren.
"His Majesty has decreed that King Jichuan should send King Dai's coffin back to Dai County, and that I should accompany him as a guard. It seems that this trip to the south will not be possible."
Su Ren nodded: "Okay, you go and check the terrain first. I'm afraid Daidi won't be crowned king this time. When we get there, we must quickly control the army and step up training."
"Yes!" Gongsun Ao nodded heavily.
In a small room in the backyard, there was wine and food on a table, but still no one was seen. Gongsun Ao picked up the wine pot, poured a glass of wine for Su Ren first, and then poured it for himself: "I know what your majesty means.
, but I don’t understand if His Majesty really wants the king to return to his fiefdom?”
"what for?"
"It's more than two thousand miles from Chang'an to Daidi. The solar terms have changed. Counting the days, I'm afraid it will be difficult to preserve the body of King Dai along the way."
"Then what do you want to do?"
Gongsun Ao shook his head: "It is precisely because I don't know what to do that I ask you. You are the smartest among us and can best understand what His Majesty means. If His Majesty's original intention is not to let King Dai return to Dai, no one can take such a long journey.
There’s no guarantee there won’t be any problems.”
Looking at Gongsun Ao, this guy was a participant in the plan and knew the entire inside story. From that day on, Gongsun Ao changed and became calmer.
Su Ren picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp: "Don't guess His Majesty's thoughts. We will do whatever His Majesty says. Your Majesty asks you to escort the coffin of the King of Dai back to the place where he died. You can deliver it safely and it will naturally happen when the time comes."
It is His Majesty’s will.”
Gongsun Ao looked up at Su Ren, drank the wine in his glass, and nodded: "I understand, drink!"
According to etiquette, the death of a prince requires seven or forty-nine days of rest. But this is Chang'an, and the emperor is still there. Liu Deng's coffin only stayed for seven days before setting off to Dai. The person responsible for escorting the coffin was King Jichuan.
Liu Ming and Taizhong doctor Gongsun Ao. There were many people escorting them, but not many people seeing them off. Only those who had to come would come, such as Liu Deng’s aunt, Princess Liu of Guantao; for example, the couple who were in love with Liu Deng
A person from a noble family.
Su Ren appeared in the team, and Liu Piao glared at him fiercely. Su Ren pretended not to see it, lowered his head and followed behind everyone. Dai Jun was in the north of Han Dynasty, leaving the collapsed Hengmen, and the boats on the Wei River were ready
OK. Go out of Hangu Pass via the Wei River, enter the Yellow River, disembark from the White Horse, change the route to the north, and walk more than a thousand miles to reach Daidi.
The Hengmen is still in its original dilapidated appearance, which is in sharp contrast to the carriages and horses pulling the coffin. The banners covering the sky have been replaced by white flags, and Gongsun Ao leads the people at the front. The guards of the king are guarding the coffin.
The northwest wind blew down from the upper reaches of the Wei River, and Su Ren shrank his neck. Liu Ming bowed his hands to Su Ren: "Thank you Su Yilang for your hospitality. Ever since I ate day lilies at the state banquet last time, I have never forgotten about Su Yilang."
Is there anything left? I don’t know when I can come back after leaving this time. If there is anything left, I hope Su Yilang can give some as a gift."
Su Ren shook his head: "To be honest, this thing is wild, there are not many species, and it is gone."
"Oh I got it."
Liu Ming glanced at Su Ren meaningfully, said nothing more, and turned around to say goodbye to others. The wind blew the sails, and the warship specially transferred from the Navy pulled up the anchor and slowly left the shore.
.The sound of wailing suddenly arose and floated on the surface of the Wei River, showing indescribable sadness.
Emperor Liu Che ordered the renovation of Chang'an three days after Liu Deng's coffin left. He personally supervised the work, bypassing the craftsmen as supervisors and letting Sima Xiangru be his assistant. Along with the order, there was also a private notice from the emperor, which was directed to the world.
People across the country collected donations. They also personally wrote letters to the princes and kings, lowering themselves to ask for money. They also imitated Su Ren and planned to erect a merit monument in Chang'an after the renovation was completed to thank all those who donated money, even those in unimportant cities.
Both the city and the city can give up naming rights.
As soon as the announcement came out, the world was excited. The first person to donate money was Changsha King Liu Fa, followed closely by Zhongshan King Liu Sheng, who also donated money, and even Jichuan King Liu Ming, who was still on the way, sent people to send donations. Smart people immediately took advantage of this.
He learned some tastes and taught them to each other, even if they had to sell their belongings.
Liu Che looked at the volumes of donation memorials and felt very happy. He said to Sima Xiangru: "Transcribe clearly those who have not donated money. I will question them one by one."
"No!" Sima Xiangru agreed quickly.
"Those princes and kings in Guandong are also important. If anyone has not donated money, tell me that they are all full of fat and fat, but I have nothing here. How can this be done?"
Sima Xiangru glanced at the emperor and quickly lowered his head and started working. (To be continued)
