No concubine, black-bellied princess

212 The Dust Settles 3
Tang Xiang's family has been loyal and good for generations, and has been loyal to the country. Tang Xiang has been diligent in government all his life, and has never collected money or bribed.Do your best and die.

He had two sons and two daughters, one son died young, and the other guarded the border.A woman died in the chaos a few days ago, and the pain of the other woman was so unbearable that she could hardly be seen before the burial.

Officials sent each other grief, whimpering.

The coffin carried by eight people walked slowly on the carriage.

The sky is full of curtains, and paper money is flying, like snow and sun.

The sergeants of the Royal Forest Army withdrew to the two sides, and the crown prince Nan Yaoyu rode his horse to accompany him on one side, showing respect and filial piety.

Afterwards, the car and driver followed each other, and there was a faint cry.

Finally, the team stopped.

The burial place of the Tang family is in sight.

Covered by the loess, the imperial decree is mighty, and the cannons are fired.

According to the etiquette, after three quarters, Tang Xiang's coffin will be buried.

On the side of the tomb where dozens of battles were held, Nan Yaoyu was dressed in plain clothes, with white linen around his waist, with a mournful face, lowered brows, and an inexplicable look in his eyes.

He thought she might be among the crowd, but now that they have arrived here, there is no sign of her yet! !
Did he miscalculate her?

Or is something really wrong with her?

Suddenly, Nan Yaoyu felt a little empty in his head.

Funerals came in an orderly manner.

Tang Xiang's coffin was about to be hung in the tomb.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horseshoes outside the crowd.

But the surrounding crowd only made a slight noise, and they dispersed in a couple of occasions.

The innermost Nan Yaoyu also heard something strange, he raised his eyes, and slightly tightened his hands under the sleeves.

But seeing several horses running fast in the distance, the leader was wearing armor, his face was wet with tears.

Before the horse got close, he flew up and landed on the ground.

Then, without pausing under his feet, he went straight to the coffin.

The people supporting the coffin stopped almost at the same time, and the coffin fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, the man rushed over and screamed.

He was none other than Tang Shaocong, who had just arrived after traveling all the way.

He was crying and screaming.

The helmet was peeled off to the ground, her hair was slightly messed up, and her eyes were already swollen and bloodshot.

The Tang family who had just calmed down next to them also burst into tears.

The audience cried loudly again.

Nan Yaoyu looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he couldn't see clearly what was in his eyes.

The official from the Ministry of Rites who was ordered to take care of him hesitated several times, but finally he had no choice but to get closer to Nan Yaoyu and lowered his voice, "His Royal Highness, I'm afraid it's too late..."

Nan Yaoyu raised his hand, stopped his words, and stepped forward to Tang Shaocong's side.

He reached out and pressed Tang Shaocong's shoulder.

Tang Shaocong's crying stopped, he raised his head, and met Shangnan Yaoyu's deep gaze.

Needless to say, he already knew.

Nan Yaoyu let go of his hand and took a step back.

Tang Shaocong simply tidied up the mess on his body, respectfully, and bowed three times and nine times before his father's coffin.

Then, Tang Shaocong got up.

With the sound of the ceremonial officer. "rise--"

The cry was loud again.

Tang Xiang's coffin slowly entered.

Tang Xiang, who was once Qingya and handsome, once committed danger alone, fought with his life at the risk of his life, devoted himself to the country for many years, and mourned for half his life, was buried.

Tang Shaocong watched intently, the tears in his eyes fell down one by one.

Dripping on the body, dripping on the ground.

To the deepest part of my heart.

Suddenly, his trembling body shook.

Turning around, he kowtowed to Nan Yaoyu, "I want to accompany my father to the burial, and I ask His Royal Highness to agree!"

The first-rank minister of the Tang Dynasty was also posthumously named a marquis, and there were regulations on the accompanying things in the burial.

Naturally, the Tang family could also enshrine items, but because Tang Shaocong came late, it was an extra plea.

Nan Yaoyu looked at him, the corners of his lips moved, and finally nodded,

Tang Shaocong's face was filled with joy, and he bowed and bowed, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness!"

Then, he stood up and took something out of his pocket.

But even though Nan Yaoyu glanced over hastily, his face tightened immediately, and he made a wrong step. The next moment, Nan Yaoyu had already stopped in front of Tang Shaocong.

Tang Shaocong also practiced martial arts. He felt that the wind beside him was not right, and his hands tightened.

"What orders does His Royal Highness have?"

Tang Shaocong asked, his eyes flickering.

Nan Yaoyu's eyes turned sharp, and then the corner of his mouth curled up, "Who did you meet on the road?"

Tang Shaocong was about to speak, but Nan Yaoyu twitched the corner of his mouth first, "If I ask a few more questions, I'm afraid it will really delay the auspicious time!"

Tang Shaocong's face changed slightly, and the palm of his hand holding the object was aching.

"I came all the way and stayed in Xingyang County for half a moment!" Tang Shaocong said,
Nan Yaoyu nodded, and made slight mistakes.

Tang Shaocong quickly dodges in.

Nan Yaoyu didn't look at him, and greeted Tong Zi, "Order, the three counties near Xingyang, strictly investigate!"

Tong Zi responded and retreated hastily.

Nan Yaoyu looked at Tong Zi's leaving back, and the corner of his mouth sank.

In the sky, the blue sky after the rain is faintly windy.

Rongyang County.

The official is honest.

A carriage stopped.

The honest coachman is over fifty years old, sitting on the shaft of the cart, eating the food he brought to relieve hunger.

On the side of the chariot and horse, a soft "sneeze" sounded.

The coachman paused while chewing dry food, then turned his head and asked, "Ma'am?"

"It's okay, you are busy with your work!"

A clear voice came through.

The coachman shrugged his shoulders. Although he didn't see what was going on behind him just now, he could tell from the voice that it was the maid next to his wife.

In the two days of rushing on the road, there was only a few words left and right. Looking at the clothes of the master and servant, it seemed simple, but listening to the tone of voice and the behavior of the maidservant, one could tell that they were not ordinary people.

I don't know what's going on with this man, how can he make a pregnant woman with a big belly travel such a long distance!
Is it lost?Or is the woman returning home alone?
Uh, whatever it is, it's also pitiful.

The honest coachman sighed and continued to eat the dry food in his hand.

For a while, I thought about where the road is smoother and where the shortcut is.

After the compartment, the cold wind came from the side.

With a simple and elegant face, Sali's maid was arranging the things in her hands.

The ground in front had already been covered with fine sackcloth.

Above, some melon and fruit pastries, and two incense candles.

On the side, the face of the woman with a straight waist and abdomen was slightly pale. She looked at the sky above her head, her eyes flickered, and tears flashed across her eyes.Mouth seems to say something.

Suddenly, the woman raised her hand, and the maidservant beside her stopped moving, took a step back and stood on her side.

The woman with a straight waist straightened her robe, moved her knees, faced west, and knelt down slowly.

The sun was bright, and there was no one around in the wilderness.

Liao Liang's sun seemed to shroud her body with a thin mist.

"Father, my daughter is not filial!"

Moaning in a low voice, overflowing from the woman's mouth, tears slid down in an instant.

Then, she bowed and kowtowed to the ground.

Three bows, nine knocks.

All are great gifts.

Nothing, nothing.

The maidservant at the side couldn't help but tears rolled down her eyes.

After the woman kowtowed for the last time, she hurried over to support her.

"careful!"

The woman looked back and smiled slightly.

Although the face is extremely ordinary, those eyes are like bright stars, shrouded in mist.

"Go back!"

Women Road.

"Yes!"

The maid answered.

The honest coachman in front had already finished his pastries, and when he saw his wife coming, he hurriedly opened the curtain to invite her in.

Outside, the servants packed up the things on the linen and got on the chariot.

When everyone stopped, the whip in the driver's hand was flying.

The chariots and horses were waiting to move forward, when a woman's voice came from the car, "Master Hu, can you change the route to Dingyang County?"

What?
Hu Laozhang was taken aback for a moment, and almost lost his composure.

Dingyang County is in the northwest of Rongyang County. Although it is also on the way, it is a few days farther than Rongyang County.

Madam is inconvenient in her stomach. If something happens to this long-distance traveller, it will be big or small.

Just when Mr. Hu was thinking about whether to say something, the curtain of the car was lifted, and the maid opened the curtain and smiled at the driver.

"You have done it before, and you must be indispensable for Yinliang!"

Old man Hu's face sank, and he put away the whip in his hand with some displeasure, "Miss, what did you say? It's just a long way to go. I'm just worried that Madam's body won't be able to take it!"

The smile on the servant girl's face stagnated, as if she didn't expect the coachman to be so considerate of them, and immediately, the mist in her eyes turned.Just about to say something, the lady inside has already opened her mouth.

"Then according to what the old man said, what should I do?"

The gentle voice came, and Mr. Hu unconsciously thought that he was a little shorter. It was just because of his supposed extraordinary status before, but now it was because of the lady's tone.

In fact, he was kind, but it just kept him from being irritable.

Old man Hu thought for a while, "Why don't Madam go to Rongyang County first, and then go to Dingyang County after resting for a few days. We don't have any other skills, but we know a small road over there, and we can do it!"

There seems to be a pause in the carriage,

It's just that soon, I heard Xinran from inside, "Thank you, old man!"

"Where is it!"

Old man Hu waved his hand, the whip was set off, and he was about to move forward.

At this time, the lady in the back carriage said again, "The servant girl's words are reckless, please don't take it to heart!"

As the words fell to the ground, the servant girl bowed her head towards Old Man Hu, "It was Hong'er's fault just now, so please forgive me!"

"No, no!"

Old man Hu was startled, he didn't expect the noble lady to say that again.There was also some stuttering in his mouth, "We didn't make it clear before, if we had made it clear earlier, there would be no such misunderstanding!"

"Then, please sit down now, madam and girl, we are leaving!"

Then, after saying a few more words, the maid put down the curtain of the car.

The chariots and horses began to move rapidly.

Mr. Hu on the shaft of the car was driving the car, the joy on his face was obvious.

It has been more than 30 years since he drove the car, and he has met many noble people, but the one in the car now seems to be the real nobleman!

To be able to talk to someone like him flat-faced, and to thank and even apologize.

It's unbelievable!
The chariots and horses are driving, and the sun is bright.

After the carriages and horses, the dust was flying.

Five days later.

Beijing.

Within Miyagi.

A white pigeon flew in.

Inside the parliamentary hall.

After the case was over, Nan Yaoyu Huo De stood up from his seat. He stared at the secret letter in his hand, with a look of joy on his face.

(End of this chapter)