Chapter 537 How dare she? !
The young emperor's happiness did not last until evening, because the imperial envoy asked for an audience at the palace gate.
In such a sensitive night, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the imperial envoy.
The young emperor felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
The young emperor hesitated for a long time before burning the incense, but in the end he did not summon the imperial envoy. Instead, he sent a palace official to tell the imperial envoy what happened and we would talk to him tomorrow morning.
On the second day, many civil and military officials came to the morning court, and almost no one asked for leave.
After everyone finished the process, they all looked at the imperial envoy eagerly.
A thick layer of cold sweat broke out on the imperial envoy's back. It was really life-threatening. I originally planned to tell His Majesty this news in private!
"What's going on?"
The imperial envoy went out, kneeling on the ground, shrinking his head, not daring to look at others: "Your Majesty, He Yunyan has been dismissed from office."
Then what?
It is impossible for the imperial envoy to kneel at the palace gate in the middle of the night just to talk about this matter.
The imperial envoy swallowed, closed his eyes, and said quickly: "It happened that Duke Yun came to Shuozhou for business. After learning about this, he invited He Yunyan to serve as the Sima of Yunzhou."
"I'll be a good boy!"
"I have a mother-in-law!"
"As expected of Duke Yun!"
All the civil and military officials finally knew why the imperial envoy had to go talk about this in the middle of the night.
This slap is a slap in the face.
The slaps can be heard thousands of miles away.
An official raised his head and carefully looked at the official's expression.
I saw that the official's face was red and blue for a while, and his lips were trembling constantly. He was obviously very angry.
The corners of Taishi Tong's mouth were raised so high that he couldn't suppress it anymore. He knew that Gu Nanxi was definitely not someone who could swallow his anger!
Seeing the chaos in the court, the officials were whispering to each other without caring about their image. Li Ge coughed twice. After the court gradually became quiet, he asked the question that was most important to him.
"Why did Duke Yun go to Shuozhou?"
After working together for so many years, many officials could guess that Mr. Li Ge was worried about what the Yun Guo Guild would do, so they all turned their attention to the imperial envoy.
"I went to ask for food."
As soon as this was said, everyone felt relieved.
I almost forgot, Yunzhou is short of food! Duke Yun himself was so exhausted that he definitely didn't have the energy to do anything else.
The young official was relieved when he heard this.
A lot of food was transported to Kyoto. Even if Gu Nanxi wanted to do something, she couldn't afford to raise so many soldiers!
Even if she doesn’t want to suffer this loss, she has to suffer it!
She had to swallow this breath even if she didn't want to!
However, this morning was destined not to be a peaceful one.
Eight hundred miles of military information came from Shuozhou: "Report! Duke Yun, she..."
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At Yunzhou Station, He Yunyan slept until dawn.
"What happened? Why is it so noisy outside?"
He Yunyan opened the window and saw people coming and going on the street, all of them looking very sad.
The atmosphere was so heavy that all of He Yunyan's good mood was wiped out, and her heart kept beating. What's going on?
The staff knocked on the door and came in, ready to tie a white cloth on He Yunyan's arm.
He Yunyan's scalp was numb and she hurriedly avoided: "What are you doing? Someone in my family has an accident?"
The staff member also had a white cloth tied on his shoulders and a hemp rope around his waist: "Master Wang Buxi just arrived. He saw you were sleeping, so he didn't disturb you. Yunzhou is preparing to hold a memorial event." "A memorial ceremony?! ”
The staff's expressions were also very solemn, without any smile: "Basically, the Yunzhou army on the grassland has returned one after another. I heard from Mr. Wang that all 30,000 deserters of King Youxian were annihilated, and the Tatars No one, old or young, was left behind.”
"The remaining Tatars are also blocked in Xixia territory and dare not come out. Except for General Gu Hai and Gu Jiajun, all the Yunzhou army has returned. Yun Guogong said that they will hold memorial activities in the next two days without waiting for Gu Jiajun. Pay homage to all Yunzhou people who died in this war.”
He Yunyan was silent for a moment, then took the hemp rope and wrapped it around his waist.
As soon as the two received the notice from the people sent by Wang Buxi, they immediately rushed to the meeting place.
When they arrived at the center of Fuming Town, they saw a coffin placed in the square, and Duke Yun was actually wearing linen clothes and a mourning hat, and he was wearing a coffin!
Since ancient times, there have been five funeral rituals, and they are, from close relatives to strangers: cut down, Qi down, Dagong, Xiaogong, and Ma.
The princes are the emperor, the ministers are the king, the men and unmarried daughters are the fathers, the eldest son of the eldest house is the grandfather, and the wives and concubines are the husband. They all serve and be killed for three years.
He Yunyan said blankly: "Who is the person in this coffin?"
Wang Buxi, who happened to be passing by, also wearing white mourning clothes, replied: "Old man Cui from Yegouzi Village, Woye Town."
"Who is he?"
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"His wife died young and the family has seven sons and three daughters. The seven sons all joined the Yunzhou Army and fought bravely against the enemy, but unfortunately died in the battle. The eldest daughter joined the Women's Army and died in the battle to defend the city. The second daughter killed a Tatar in a street battle. Later, he was shot through the chest and died. After the Tatars entered the city, they held explosives to defend the city. "
On the day Gu Nanxi returned, the seriously injured old man Cui held Gu Nanxi's hand and passed away peacefully.
He Yunyan let out a long sigh and consciously followed Wang Buxi and joined the long funeral procession.
This funeral is not just for Old Man Cui, but also for all the Yunzhou people who sacrificed their lives!
The surviving family members were dressed in sackcloth. Those who could find the body carried the coffin. Those who could not find the body stuffed the relics into boxes and held them in their arms.
Too many people died in Yunzhou. Even if the people in the coffin shop worked overtime, they couldn't make so many coffins.
But people have to rest in their graves.
With a sound of suona rising into the sky, Su Yunyan, who was also convinced, threw the burning paper basin heavily to the ground!
This is what a filial son of the deceased should do, throw the basin! It means to end the mortal bond and send the deceased on his way.
The earthen basin was smashed to pieces, and countless paper money was flying in the sky.
The speaker shouted at the top of his lungs: "Carry the coffin!"
Gu Nanxi was the first one in the lead, with Wang Buxi at the other end, followed closely by Yan Tongchu who had just recovered from a serious illness, Qin Bohuai who had just returned, and Guo Xiaoyue who was hurrying slowly...
All senior officials in Yunzhou carried the coffin for Old Man Cui!
Su Yunyan walked at the front holding the spiritual tablet, and the sound of crying behind her shook the audience.
The funeral procession did not choose to leave the city through the intact North Gate, but chose to go through the West Gate.
When passing by the west city gate, a strong wind blew the spiritual flags whistling, and the yellow sand filled the sky, confusing everyone so that they could not see the road clearly.
The strong wind blew through the broken city gate, and the howling sound it made was extremely sad, as if the dead were also crying.
Dark clouds are gathering over the city, and a storm is coming.
"Fathers and fellow villagers! I'm here to take you home! You are all the heroes of our Yunzhou! As long as we Yunzhou people are here, you will enjoy the enshrinement for generations to come!"
As soon as Gu Nanxi finished speaking, the originally dense black clouds suddenly dispersed, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and the sky was clear and the wind was clear.
The funeral procession suddenly burst into heart-rending wails.
"My son! My son!"
"Sister! I will take you to your grave!"
When writing this chapter, I can't help but think of the first chapter of this book...