After the curfew in the imperial capital, only a few buildings were still lit at night, and one of them was the Prime Minister's Palace.
At the Zhuge Gate, there were several servants dressed in mourning clothes holding lanterns to greet the guests who came to express their condolences. Whether they were Zhuge Jin's former colleagues, students, or just ordinary people who admired them, they all welcomed them.
The yard was packed with people.
Not far from the Prime Minister's Mansion, the four of them, Li Mu, took off their shadow cloaks and had already put on black robes. They came to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion with serious expressions. After identifying themselves, they were invited into the courtyard.
I saw that a mourning shed had been set up in the huge courtyard, with three white mourning flags hanging on the outside, and two ceremonial flags facing each other in the middle. At the far end of the mourning shed, some of Zhuge Jin's friends and maids were already crying.
They knelt on the ground in front of the banner, all wailing loudly, which made Li Mu and the others look at them a few more times.
Zhuge Jin was a master of literature and etiquette, so the steps of the funeral were naturally carried out according to the exact etiquette. Every step of the mourning, mourning, mourning, memorial service, and salvation was carefully arranged. The monk who chanted a lot of sutras and mantras was full of
Bathed in the golden Buddha light, you can see that he is an eminent monk who has achieved great success in Buddhism. This fast has reached the final step. After tonight, the Eight Immortals will cover the coffin of Zhuge Jin, the prime minister of the empire who has been praised all his life.
It will also officially end his life.
Li Mu and the other two followed the condolence team all the way inside, and soon arrived at the mourning hall. An incense burner and red candles were placed on an incense table. Three women wearing hemp and mourning were sitting on their knees in the mourning hall, accepting each moment.
The guests expressed their condolences, and in the middle was an older woman holding Zhuge Jin's memorial tablet.
"Zhuge Jin never had a son in his life, only these three daughters. The eldest daughter Zhuge Hui is the one holding the tablet. On the left is the second daughter Zhuge Xiu, and on the right is the third daughter Zhuge Ling. Among the three daughters, Zhuge Ling is the youngest.
She is more than ten years younger than the two sisters, but she is also the most talented. She studied under the only female elder of the inner sect of Xuantian Sword Sect, and is now a perfect master of the Dan Formation Realm."
"Zhuge Jin married one wife all his life, but she died of illness after giving birth to Zhuge Ling, and he never married again, so Zhuge Ling was also deeply loved by him, and her two sisters also took great care of her and joined the clan.
Behind the Gate, many people regard him as the successor who will continue Zhuge Jin's glory."
After Liu Long indicated with his eyes, he lowered his voice and recounted the general situation of Zhuge Jin's three daughters in the mourning hall. Apart from Zhuge Hui, Zhuge Xiu and Zhuge Ling, Prime Minister Zhuge had no other children or even children with children.
He is a blood relative and does not have the ties of a luxuriant family. This may be the reason why he has been trusted by the Huangfu family for so many years.
The condolence team walked very slowly, and many of them were from the empire's aristocracy. Naturally, they couldn't help but say a few words of condolences to Zhuge Jin's three daughters, but it was hard to say how many of them were sincere. Li Musi
People were originally looking for news, so they were not in a hurry. While waiting in line, they kept looking around the Prime Minister's Mansion, hoping to get some clues.
"Brother, you look very strange. You are not from the imperial capital, right? I would like to advise you not to look around here, otherwise you will cause unnecessary trouble."
Just as Li Mu was looking around, a deep voice came from behind him. All four of them looked back and found that the voice was a young man wearing a black academic uniform. His face was a little haggard, and he had obviously just recovered from extreme sadness.
come over.
"I'm sorry, we are indeed not from the Imperial City. We are just looking around out of curiosity. Are you?" Li Mu knew that it was definitely not appropriate to have a conflict with others on such an occasion. Besides, this man also reminded him out of good intentions, so
He bowed his hands and said.
"I am the teacher's student, my name is Mo Yong, and today I am here to see the teacher off for the last time. The teacher lived an upright life, serving the country and the people, but I didn't expect that in the end he was harmed by that thief Li Yubai. It's true that the sky has no eyes. If you let me
I find the murderer, and even if I risk my life, I will crush him to ashes."
Although what Mo Yong said sounded very harsh to Li Mu, it did represent the aspirations of Zhuge Jin's followers. In their eyes, the imperial prime minister was a flawless existence and worthy of their life to protect him.
Compared to the politicians present who were just playing along, Li Mu actually found Mo Yong cuter.
After bowing their hands to Mo Yong again, Li Mu and the others stopped talking. If they told these Zhuge Jin students that their teacher was likely to have an affair with the demons, it would probably arouse the excitement on the spot, and then they would be
The angry people were torn into pieces, but in fact the truth is often in the hands of a few people. This familiar saying in the past life may really apply to this incident in Li Mu's opinion.
"Four guests of Jinfuxuan, please offer incense."
Following the guidance of the housekeeper, the four Li and Mu who finally arrived took the incense in their hands. According to the imperial standard condolence etiquette, they respectfully bowed to the tablet in front of Zhuge Jin's three daughters, and then placed the incense in their hands.
In a copper incense burner.
"Prime Minister Zhuge has dedicated his whole life for the country, and I hope he will express his condolences."
After finishing the incense, Li Mu followed the example of the other guests and said to the three women in front of him who were suffering from the pain of losing their father. However, the three women did not respond. Of course, Li Mu could completely understand that anyone would be affected by the same thing.
Even after asking polite questions hundreds or thousands of times, you will become numb.
After bowing to the three people in front of them one by one, the four of them stood up and wanted to leave. But at this moment, the magical jade plaque worn by Li Mu suddenly glowed slightly green, and then he knelt down and sat on the far right.
Zhuge Ling's body trembled violently, and his somewhat dull head suddenly raised to look at Li Mu.
"save……"
This sudden change was fleeting. Zhuge Ling just uttered a very vague word and then lowered his head again, ignoring Li Mu again. The process was so fast that even the three companions who had already stood up and left did not notice.
Li Mu did see the eyes of Zhuge Jin's little daughter at that moment. Her pupils were filled with strange blood, and her eyes were full of struggle and pleading.
Li Mu, who wanted to say something more, was urged to stand up by the queue of people behind him. Looking at the three women nodding to the guests like puppets, a very bad premonition came to his heart.
The feeling at that moment just now seemed familiar to Li Mu. He had also encountered it when he faced the Vajra Sect disciples controlled by blood-colored worms in the strange village in the mountains, but this time the feeling was more obscure. If it hadn't been for the sudden flash of the jade sign, I'm afraid it would have happened.
Even he won't care.
"Brother Mu, what's wrong? I've been feeling weird about you since just now." Li Mu's tightly furrowed brows soon caught Lin Qingzhu's attention. As soon as the four of them reached a quiet place in the yard, they asked
.
"Let's go out first and talk. If my guess is correct, I'm afraid we're going to be in big trouble this time."
Li Mu did not immediately explain the situation to his companions. There were many people in the prime minister's office, and there might be spies of the black-robed organization hiding in the dark. He could not take risks.
So the four of them quickly left the Prime Minister's Mansion, found a safe alley nearby and put on their shadow cloaks. After thoroughly confirming that no one was around, Li Mu began to describe his feelings.