Chapter 99 Come on, come on, pry open the coffin
After leaving the city gate, Ying Yin looked sad and greeted the funeral procession carrying the coffin.
In the suburbs, the cold wind blew.
This place is sparsely populated and surrounded by vast white patches of snow.
The uniformed soldiers appeared.
They all wore plain clothes and tied white belts around their waists. They were carrying coffins, unable to hide their grief, and moved forward numbly.
No one spoke.
Only one or two sobs were heard.
There are also unknown strange birds chirping randomly,
The loneliness in the suburbs is amplified and magnified, and the depression and gloominess envelope the sky.
Xiao Huaiyan didn't raise any further concerns. He stared at the coffin and became extremely silent.
On the way back, white lanterns were hung high on both sides of the road, mourning flags were swaying in the wind, and paper money was flying.
The sadness of mourning can be seen everywhere.
The coffin was finally carried into the mourning hall specially set up in the inn.
Ying Yin took three sticks of incense and lit them.
I don’t know if I was telling it to the people in the coffin, to myself, or to the officials behind me.
"When the news of your death reached Beijing, Mrs. Shun Guogong fell seriously ill and has not recovered yet."
Ying Yin's mood was complicated.
In fact, what Xiao Huaiyan said is not bad.
He was indeed jealous of Wei Zhao.
He is a prince, but he is not from the middle palace, so he is a head shorter than the prince.
Over the years, in order to make his father look up to him, he worked hard and sacrificed a lot to become the best among the princes. Only then did he win the favor of his father and everything went smoothly.
But what about Wei Zhao.
Two years younger than him, but can write far better articles than him.
Normally, Wei Zhao doesn’t work hard, but he is what the Tutor has said is a good idea.
After Wei Zhao became a military commander, he won many achievements. As long as Wei Zhao was around, he was the focus. Instead, he and the prince became foils.
Even my father always said it was a pity every time he mentioned it.
What’s a pity?
What a pity that Wei Zhao is not a prince?
The children of the Wei family have been able to make good decisions from generation to generation. They are really disgusting existences.
But now that people are dead, Ying Yin is not that relaxed and happy.
If the border is in turmoil, who else can...
The court may not be able to find the second Wei Zhao.
He let out a deep breath: "I thought I would treat you to a drink when I came back victorious, but I have no chance."
He put the incense into the incense burner.
A glass of wine was poured on the ground.
"Go back. I will take care of Duke Shunguo's mansion for you."
As he said that, he retreated to a place and made the space available.
The officials from the capital, with pity and admiration in their eyes, took turns to offer incense.
Xiao Huaiyan saw it and sneered.
"Your Majesty."
Someone reminded him.
Xiao Huaiyan coldly threw the incense to the ground and crushed it heavily with his foot.
"How can I rest in peace?"
"I advised him not to join the army at the beginning, but he had great ambitions and refused to listen. Now he deserves to die."
"Let him get married early and leave a bloodline. If something happens in the future, the Wei family will not have no heirs. He didn't listen and said I cursed him."
Does the curse need to be used?
You Wei Zhao are not impregnable!
He was stabbed to death by the enemy.
No need to be scolded by Yin with a stern face. Xiao Huaiyan seemed to be tired and paced outside.
As soon as he left, the scene became harmonious.
Yang Weiwen and the other county magistrates in Liu'ancheng followed Magistrate Zhu to kneel on the ground, and were about to kowtow to General Wei solemnly.
Someone cried.
Crying very miserably.
The officials nearby lifted up their clothes and wiped away a few tears.
It was as if his parents had died.
Yang Weiwen looked over and saw that it was Magistrate Zhu. It’s no surprise, it’s such a sincere friendship!
Ying Yin did not ask any questions, but looked at the prefect with a deep look.
Zhifu Zhu quickly confessed: "The official was reckless. The official is guilty."
Ying Yin didn't even pay attention to the clumsy little trick.
The person kneeling here, who doesn’t want to catch his eye?
Zhifu Zhu said what he had been practicing for several days: "To be honest, I know the general and I are familiar with each other. They are good friends who have been together for many years, and we often exchange letters."
" After hearing the bad news, I couldn't eat or sleep well."
"I can't help but feel sad now."
This statement surprised many people.
This Magistrate Zhu actually knows General Wei!
I have never heard him mention it before.
Quite low-key.
Ying Yin’s expression also softened a little.
But before he could open his mouth, someone jumped in from outside.
Xiao Huaiyan looked down at Magistrate Zhu.
"You said that you and Wei Zhao are good friends?"
Zhifu Zhu knew that Zhongyong was not a good friend of the crown prince, and he and Wei Zhao had never dealt with each other.
“Yes.”
Xiao Huaiyan had no expression on his face: "Say it again."
Zhifu Zhu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but without saying a word, someone grabbed him by the collar
Xiao Huaiyan sneered: " If you want people to look up to you, I don’t care how you climb up to the top of the Fifth Prince, but Who gave you the courage to treat Wei Zhao as a stepping stone?"
"You said you knew him, how could I not know?"
"Wei Zhao laughed out loud. The most impatient person is that even the letter he returns home cannot exceed five words. ”
Let alone reply to his letter! !
He might write five letters before he can reply to one!
Xiao Huaiyan complained many times and wrote a thick stack of letters asking if someone was holding his hand, or if it was your Wei Zhao whose words are worth a thousand pieces of gold.
Wei Zhao didn’t reply to him.
But a few days later, the master of the Imperial College took Wei Zhao's article and read it aloud and tasted it in front of all the students.
["Look, look, this is the article! What did you write in the assessment? I thought it would be hard to go back to the military camp and not have time to reply to me, but I never thought he would be so caring and willing to write for you for me. Write a sample essay!"]
["Look at others The calligraphy of the former dynasty has been practiced since childhood, and the calligraphy has already developed into a style of its own under the guidance of the great master. "]
Where is Wei Zhao willing to serve as the Imperial Academy. The Master picked up the pen. This was clearly a slap in Xiao Huaiyan’s face.
Is it worth a thousand pieces of gold? It is.
So, Xiao Huaiyan wrote a letter to scold him.
Very dirty.
I was surprised to receive a reply.
No words.
Just circle the typos in his letter.
Not to mention that he jumped too much at the time, but even thinking about Xiao Huaiyan now makes him angry!
There was a coldness in his eyes, as if he was looking at a clown.
"If you think what I said is wrong, then take out the letter he wrote to you, throw the evidence in my face, and tell me to shut up."
"Wei Those of us who came to Beijing still recognize the word Zhao. I'm sorry that you don't have the ability to lie."
"He is a bad person. He always says that he will make up for whatever he lacks. Everyone he is willing to make friends with is of noble character and integrity."
No! Wrong, that’s him!
"I won't blindly associate with you."
Now that Xiao Huaiyan has put his words out in the open. Ying Yin didn't say anything or stop him. He took the water from the attendant and drank it slowly.
Yang Weiwen, who was honest and not too smart, said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, if you have something to say, please say it. You can't hit anyone."
Hearing this, Xiao Huaiyan raised his fist and punched him hard. .
“Bah, no matter what, you dare to jump out and dirty my eyes.”
"Does it seem that you are particularly capable?"
"You said you are his friend, why don't you be more bold."
"Come on, come on, open the coffin now, and you can lie down too Go in and you can tell that she is his dead wife!”
National Day Theater
From now on
Yu Tingwan hammered Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao: "Did I offend you again?"
Yu Tingwan: "You have no idea?"
Wei Zhao: "No."
Yu Tingwan was very unhappy: “I heard that you have a first wife.”
(End of this chapter)