One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 214
I learned from the coral mouth next to Jiang that the mistress went there shortly after the princess set off.

Before the Princess set out for the expedition, she saw that her mother seemed to be getting better, but it was actually because she had taken the Huxin Pill.It was left to her by Master Hou before he left for the expedition. There were originally five, but Madam only kept two.

The madam has a keen sense of smell, and when she noticed that the princess used blood as a decoction, she would cry at herself every night.

Parents' love for their children is the essence of human beings, and they are willing to give everything for them; children use flesh and blood as medicine, although they are the best, they are not the most filial.It must be known that the body, hair and skin are received by the parents, and they dare not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety.

Today she uses blood as medicine, will she cut her flesh to serve her mother in the future?
"Huanhu, it turns out that the more filial the child is, the more distressed the mother will be." Jiang smiled with emotion.

Coral was heartbroken and choked speechlessly.

"Huanhu, tonight I saw Lord Hou's star falling, and I can't survive. It's a pity, Zhao'er still didn't catch up..."

Coral, amber and tortoiseshell stood by, weeping silently.

"Coral, help me go out and have a look. I haven't been in the sun for a long time." Although it was daytime, the sky outside was gloomy, but Jiang's face was full of fascination.

The three maids didn't say much, and carefully helped her sit on the wooden wheelchair that the princess had improved, and pushed her out of the yard.Putting her hand on her forehead, Jiang stared at the gray sky for a long time, then turned her head and smiled at the three of them:
"Coral, amber, tortoise shell, and pearl, thank you for your hard work..."

But the daylight beckoned above the clouds, and she was going back.

"Tell Zhao'er, A Niang will watch her from the sky..." Don't be afraid, A Niang is here.

The three of Coral shed tears on the spot and applauded together.

After a while, Mrs. Jiang passed away in a wheelchair accompanied by three maidservants...

After Madam left, the mansion issued a death order not to spread it to outsiders, but for some reason, His Majesty was still informed, and someone was sent to guard the Hou's mansion tightly from the inside to the outside.

Prince Fengqiu summoned Hou Shizi in the palace and told him that all this was to not interfere with Yuan Zhao's performance in front of the battle.

One must know that she traveled west this time to save her elder brother, and to escort her father's coffin back to court.Before the good news was reported back to the capital, let her know that her mother had also passed away. How could she feel so far away in the west of Shanxi?

Should I rush back, or continue to save my father and brother?If it doesn't work out, all the three masters of the Hou family will fall there.

Hou Shizi is sensible, knowing what the prince said is true, and promised to fully cooperate.But please ask the royal family to come forward to ask the prince of Sanglan, Lan Muqi, for a prescription to keep the aunt's remains immortal, so that the aunt can see her mother when she returns.

Lan Muqi didn't ask anything, and gave it without saying anything.

Coincidentally, when Lord Hou's coffin returned, the posterity found that his father's body was not corrupt, had no peculiar smell, and had a faint medicinal fragrance.It was Zhu Shou's contribution, using his unique secret recipe, Ji Wu said that it was the result of the lord's good fortune.

The secret recipe is not the method of Du Sheng and Yao Wang Zhuang, if you want to get to the bottom of it, you have to torture Ji Wu and others.

But it's not necessary, there are countless strange people in the world, and Marquis Dingyuan has a lot of friends, so what's the crime for knowing how many people?There is no need to make a fuss over a molehill to chill the hearts of meritorious ministers.Even if it is done, it is possible to turn over old scores in the future, but not at present.

The Marquis of Dingyuan spent his entire life as a soldier and assisted three generations of monarchs, including Beicang and Wu Chu, and his achievements are unparalleled. He is the pillar of the country!

In view of this, the imperial court posthumously conferred the title of Dingguo Duke, and the hereditary title was not replaced; posthumously conferred the title of Mrs. Jiang, the Marquis of Dingyuan, as the first-class wife of the Duke, and buried him in the tomb of the Beiyue clan.

From birth to death, they are the main wife, which is the dignity given to Jiang by the royal family.

The emperor's kindness is manifested, and it is reported to the sky.The edict is issued to the people, and the whole country mourns together.During the mourning period, envoys and protons from various countries came to express their condolences.The Daqi envoy also came, and no one in the Duke's mansion stopped him, allowing him to enter the mansion to offer incense and kowtow.

Some expressed condolences sincerely, while others wanted to meet the legendary "general star" with half sincerity and half temptation.Seeing her kneeling at the side in a straight posture, with no expression on her face and no sorrow in her eyes, like a sculpture, it is inexplicably frightening.

There is no sorrow greater than death, no sorrow so silent, and no power so invisible.

The virtuous are as soft as the hills, and the generals are ruthless and decisive for thousands of miles; kneeling in the crowd, the aura of majesty without anger is better than his father's.

Although young, he has already made his mark, but he will be a big evil star in the future.

Feeling very sad for the soldiers of their own country, the envoys from all over the world looked sad, bowed to them respectfully, and left sadly.

……

There are people coming and going in front of my eyes, and my ears are constantly buzzing.Everyone exhorts their parents to die and must cry.She turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye.In the dream, she died in front of her parents. Who knows that life is unpredictable, the reality and the dream are like the positive and negative sides of a bronze mirror.

I can't talk about which is better. There are eight sufferings in life, all of which are impermanent.What joy is there in life, what sorrow is there in death?It's just a change of body.

After her death in the dream, she has been lingering around the living.Constantly reassuring the family that there is no need to be sad, she still has spiritual consciousness, and is still by her side... How do you know that the parents are not like this?

Maybe God saw that she had caused her parents to suffer so much in all her lifetimes, and in this life, let her also taste the taste of death.Compared with the grief of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, as a woman, she is sad at most. How can she understand the pain of losing a child as a parent?

Thinking about it this way, how could she still cry?The state of mind is indifferent.

Even on the eve of the funeral, the holy car was welcomed, watching His Majesty step into the mourning hall with the support of the eunuch, listening to him weeping while touching the coffin, crying endlessly:

"Ah Yan—"

She was still indifferent, knelt down to receive him, and dealt with it calmly.Until His Majesty Uncle stood in front of her, knelt down and helped her kneel up straight, with deep affection:
"Zhaoer, don't cry if you don't want to. Your father has always been informal, so you can do whatever you want. Zhaoer, the assassination at the post station was not done by my uncle. Although your surname is Beiyue, my uncle doesn't want you to die! Especially when your father before……"

He ordered Na Pocai to find good seedlings for the court to practice martial arts, and to train more useful talents.In the end, I don't know why the other party went crazy, and he ran to plot against Yuan Zhao.

No matter how expert the other party is, if they don't listen to the order of the imperial court, death is not a pity!
Uncle's words made Yuan Zhao sad, and a line of tears fell down his cheeks.Seeing that Emperor Feng Yuan's nose was sore, he became more and more sad, so he comforted him with a gentle voice:

"Cry, cry, uncle allows you to stay in mourning for three years, to repay your kindness and fulfill your filial piety."

Including the original Hou Shizi, the current Duke Bei Yueyong, who resigned from his job as the guard of the treasury and returned to the mansion to observe his filial piety.There is no need to travel far, Bei Yueshi's hometown is on the outskirts of the city, and his daughter Yuanzhao alone is enough to mourn in front of the grave.

Because she spends the shortest time with her parents, letting her go not only fulfills the wish of Ayan and his wife, but also fulfills her filial piety.

If you feel lonely, you can ask the concubine and sister in the mansion to go together.

Yuan Zhao was grateful, bowed his head to thank him, and waited for Sheng Jia to leave before getting up with a calm face.

……

In December of the 15th year of Fengyuan, on the day of the funeral, all the doors in Zhengyang Lane were wide open, and people went out to kneel and send them off.The people in the city, regardless of relatives or closeness, either wear filial piety clothes or a filial scarf, leading the way and throwing paper money all over the sky, raising their eyes in mourning.

A generation of famous generals bid farewell to the era and turned into a pile of loess for the memory of future generations.

Many learned people believe that the situation in various countries has changed, and they are eager to try to rise to the top.Ambitious, choose the right country to show your ambitions, and write your own chapter of the times.

(End of this chapter)