Great Sui Guoshi

A few miles away from Chang'an, Yang Su rode his horse through the mountains and dense forests with a whip, and suddenly tightened the reins with a sound of "wheeze". Long tail, falling into the night sky.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Yang Su's lips trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes. He jumped off the horse, faced the direction where the stars were falling, knelt down on the ground, knocked his forehead, and cried out with a choked voice.

"Brother Yang Su...send brother off!!"

The man's hysterical cries echoed in the night for a long time.

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Chang'an Imperial City.

In the quiet dormitory, Lu Liangsheng could see the old man on the opposite side, his vitality gradually disappearing. This was the first time he faced the death of an old man. When his mentor passed away, he was still in Bei Zhou. What he felt was far less than what he feels now. as strong.

After a while, the scholar stood up, waved his sleeves and arched his hands, and bowed to the old man sitting on the dragon chair.

"Sir, send your Majesty off."

next second.

Yang Jian, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly opened his eyes, saw the scholar bowing down opposite him, and stood up from the chair at once.

"Master! I am not..."

He reached out to help Lu Liangsheng, but his hand went straight through the opponent's arm, his expression froze for a moment, and he looked back at the dragon chair he was sitting on just now.

His body was still sitting there, his eyes closed.

"I... I... really died?"

The old man lowered his head and looked at his palms. It was no different from the past. At this moment, Lu Liangsheng's words rang in his ears.

"Your Majesty, he is indeed dead."

Standing there, Lu Liangsheng naturally saw the emperor who had turned into a soul, but in the eyes of the dead emperor, the national teacher opposite him was different from what he saw with the naked eye in the past.

There is a circle of light blue Dharma light all over the body, and the brows are in the middle, like a vertical eye of a human eye, and there are many stars twinkling indistinctly behind, arranged in different sizes of stars.

"Master, your appearance..."

"Your Majesty has just died, and you can only see the appearance of the minister when you are mixed between the living soul and the dead soul. People who practice Taoism call it the appearance of the body."

Lu Liangsheng explained that maybe what the old man said just now when he passed away touched his heart, and he stretched out his hand to take the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the City God is still coming to pick you up, so I will show you the bustling night scene of Chang'an at last."

Chapter 534 We Are Not Sad

"Your Majesty, come with me."

The gentle candlelight shone on the handsome side face. Lu Liangsheng held the old man with only a soul, and flicked his sleeves towards the court ladies and eunuchs standing around bowing their heads. His figure was blurred for a while, and the emperor rose up with the magic light, blinking his eyes. into the dome.

In an instant, the maids and eunuchs standing around moved. From the corner of my eyes, I saw His Majesty sitting on the dragon chair, looking at each other. The eunuch who was serving him carefully approached and called out: "Your Majesty."

Seeing that there was no response, he put his hand under his nose bravely, his face turned pale, he withdrew his hand suddenly, and stumbled to the palace gate.

The ministers who were waiting outside buried their heads and talked in a low voice. Yang Guang and Dugu Jialuo under the palace eaves comforted each other. When they heard the door of the palace opened, countless eyes looked at the door in unison.

Seeing the expression on the eunuch's face, the silk handkerchief in Dugu Jialuo's hand floated to the ground, and he stood up tremblingly.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

The woman panicked immediately, ignoring the support of Yang Guang beside her, and ran to the gate of the palace like crazy, seeing her husband sitting peacefully on the dragon chair, trying to suppress her emotions, but tears slipped past her. The wrinkled corners of the eyes dripped drop by drop across the cheeks.

Behind her, Yang Guang came in with his lips tightly pressed, looked at his father who had left peacefully, and knelt down on the ground with a bang. Outside the door, the civil and military ministers who had been waiting for a long time all knelt down on the ground.

"My lord wait..."

In the crowd, a voice suddenly shouted: "Look, heaven, ouch...that's not the national teacher... and your majesty—"

The words "and Your Majesty" at the end immediately stimulated all the civil and military officials present, and they subconsciously raised their heads to look at the night sky that the person pointed at. A figure blooming with light blue light led an old man to float into the night sky.

"It's really His Majesty—"

"Queen, Prince, come out and see Your Majesty, it's in the sky!"

"...The old minister also saw it, it is indeed His Majesty!"

Someone even disregarded etiquette, stood up excitedly, and shouted to the sky. The crying mother and child in the dormitory supported each other and ran out. Dugu Jialuo ran out of the eaves of the palace, stood in front of the stone steps, and flew to the imperial city looking at the night sky With the light outside, he could no longer suppress his emotions, and shouted hysterically towards the light that was getting farther and farther away.

"His Majesty--"

The woman's voice reverberated over the palace for a long time, and in the distant light blue light, Yuelong trembled and groaned softly at the scholar's feet, Lu Liangsheng led the emperor and was looking down at the lights of thousands of families paved like a river of stars. The bottom of the eyes stretched open.

"This...is the Chang'an I guard? I never thought that she would be so beautiful..."

Yang Jian was standing at a height that ordinary people could not stand at the moment, looking at the brightly lit houses and buildings below, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In the past, I also liked to stand on the tall buildings in the palace and overlook the whole of Chang'an, but I have never seen her innermost face from such a height..."

The wind blew through his hair, Lu Liangsheng turned his face and asked softly.

"Does His Majesty think it's worth it?"

The bright and continuous lights below shone in the eyes of the old man. He looked at the streets below, the people shopping in the night market coming and going, as well as the wider and more magnificent Chang'an, and the endless mountains and rivers in the dark night, as if they were all in sight. emerged one by one.

"National teacher... In fact, I never thought of becoming the emperor at first. I will be a follower of the country in peace and stability, and do more practical things for the people, but because of my appearance, the emperor suspects me... ..Later, I led the army evenly, and I never thought of becoming an emperor. I just wanted to unify the world and the people can live and work in peace...but..."

Yang Jian raised his hand weakly, with a dazed expression, "But, in the end, I still became the emperor..." His voice paused, and he stopped talking, and the palm of his hand lightly brushed the dragon robe on his body, without substance. feelings.

"National Teacher, the safety of the Sui Kingdom will be entrusted to you in the future. Give Amo a lot of encouragement for me, and make him like a wise king."

"If His Majesty doesn't say anything, I will do the same."

It is a fact that Lu Liangsheng's position as a national teacher does not interfere with government affairs, but it does not mean that he cannot spur the emperor and reassure the emperor, but it is easy to influence a person, but Lu Liangsheng is not very sure about affecting individuals large and small in a country.

On the side, Yang Jian saw the difficulty in his heart, and said with a smile: "Even if the national teacher has the ability to reach the heavens and the earth, it is really difficult to maintain the safety of the world. Give you advice."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Wan Shou Temple recruits some school-age children, trains them, and specially uses them to kill evil spirits!"

Lu Liangsheng shook his head. The old man in front of him was not a cultivator, and he didn't understand the difficulties involved. He explained: "The method of cultivating the Tao cannot be practiced by everyone."

"I didn't say to let them practice Taoism, as long as they learn some methods of killing demons and demons. In the future, they can be passed on from generation to generation and spread these methods. In the future, it will not be said that the people, not to mention the demons with profound Taoism, will deal with them. Ordinary ghosts also have means of restraint."

When it comes to what he is good at, Yang Jian immediately put aside the sadness just now, and bit by bit, he came up with the method of how to prepare and operate for Lu Liangsheng. He even thought of the name in less time for a cup of tea.

"Jing means stability, so call him Yaosi Jing!"

One person and one soul chatted in the night sky for a while, and also walked around the whole Chang'an. Lu Liangsheng saw a ray of yin spreading in the street below, and went towards the imperial city. He knew that he was here to pick up the emperor. the elderly.

"Your Majesty, Ji Chenghuang has arrived, let's go back."

"Just... came?"

Still somewhat reluctant, but after all he knew where his soul was, Yang Jian took another look at the bustling Chang'an night scene, and followed Lu Liangsheng to fly to the imperial city.

In the palace, white flags were hung everywhere at this time. The emperor's funeral had been prepared for a long time. When the Faguang disappeared into the night sky, the palace was already busy. Putting on the brazier, the burning flames rose, and strands of ashes with sparks floated up.

Dugu Jialuo, who was dressed in plain clothes, was still crying. Yang Guang stood beside his mother, and returned the salute to the ministers who came to pay respects. Most of them did not leave after the civil and military worship.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the veterans will not have a good life for a few days, you wait for us below!" Han Qinhu opened his voice, his gray beard and beard roared angrily: "Life is your Shangzhu kingdom, and death is also yours. I want to go down and become the King of Yama, and prop up Your Majesty's face!!"

"Damn it, can you say a few words less!"

Wu Jianzhang kicked him quietly, "Why don't we have a good life in a few days, what if we are still alive after a few days?"

At this moment, with a whistling, a gust of wind blew up, and the brazier placed under the eaves rolled up fire waves, and the burning yellow paper inside flew around, and the white flag hanging on the gate of the temple swayed wildly.

"What... what's going on?"

Someone yelled out in surprise, and saw a layer of mist gradually appear on the ground, and the soldiers guarding the square outside with weapons also yelled at this time.

"Who are you?!"

However, the outrageous words came to an abrupt end the next moment, and the guarding soldiers turned pale and lowered their heads not daring to look.

In the mist, a strange team carrying sedan chairs came lightly stepping on the layer of white mist. The figures walking back and forth on the sedan chair were slender and slender, wearing official robes they had never seen before. Wearing a bamboo hat, you can't see the inside clearly, as if you are swaying on stilts.

Stopped in the aisle among civil and military officials, and remained motionless.

The civil and military officers on both sides looked at each other, looking at this strange team, guessed in their hearts what kind of team it was, and some didn't understand. They clenched their fists and wanted to step forward, but were held back by the colleagues next to them.

"Go up and look for death, it looks like it should be here to pick up your majesty's errand..."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a ray of Dharma light descended on the heads of the crowd. Yang Guang, who was standing there, saw two familiar figures in the fading Dharma light, and his face froze for a moment. He raised his head and shouted in surprise.

"His Majesty!"

Standing up to meet him, he was blocked by invisible mana. Lu Liangsheng cupped his hands: "Queen, Your Majesty is dead. Being close to the soul is not good for your health."

Yang Jian also nodded, and waved his hand as if he was still alive.

"Gallo, don't be sad, you see that I am fine, you can live in the world with peace of mind, I will go to the underworld with the city god first to have a look, buy some property, and you will come down in the future, and live with me !OK?"

Seeing her husband's incoherent expression, the woman who was still sad gave him a hard look, but she remembered the appearance of the two when they were young.

"How can anyone say to let his wife go down, it's a waste of time for his concubine to cry sadly."

As if breaking free from life and death, Yang Jian chatted with his wife a few more times, gave Yang Guang some advice, and then walked down the stone steps quite freely, past all civil and military officials, and bowed their hands to them one by one.

"Everyone, you must establish a new king as soon as possible, so you don't want to send me off, come down later, and see you again."

Suddenly, a bunch of civil and military faces turned green.

After saying that, he lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and sat in, opened the small curtain of the window, and when the sedan chair turned around, he still took another look at his wife and children under the eaves of the palace.

Gradually disappear into the mist.

Chapter 535 The Night Is Tranquil

The emperor's funeral is a big event, and the civil and military people who killed him with Yang Jian had deep feelings.

However, before he had time to mourn, he saw His Majesty's soul, and greeted everyone talking and laughing, as if welcoming customers, telling them to come down later, drink tea at his place, and then sit on the seat of the City God. The guard of honor left.

It's not right for all the civil and military to cry, and it's not appropriate to laugh. When they all looked at the figure with hands clasped under the eaves of the palace over there, Yang Guang, Dugu Jialuo and his mother were interrupted by this, and their grief was much diluted.

"National teacher, my father, the emperor..."

Before Yang Guang could finish speaking, the queen pulled the hem of his clothes. The woman walked to the front and bowed to Lu Liangsheng first. Originally, the queen was rude to her courtiers, but now there are so many civil and military people who are rare. He opened his mouth to say something, and silently looked at the woman to salute and thank her.

Just letting the emperor meet her again without talking about it, the final parting is like going out to run errands, which makes people feel a lot less sad, which is a rare ending in the world.

Naturally, Lu Liangsheng would not let the majestic mother of a country really bow down, so he put his hands on his hands and used his magic power to help her up.

"You don't have to be like this, your majesty will be treated favorably by the city god if your majesty dies. Even if you go to the underworld, you won't suffer any pain. Your majesty came out of the slaughter, but it will benefit the people, and it is also an immeasurable merit. Not to mention, you can still enjoy the incense in the future. "

In fact, these words were not only said to the queen and prince Yang Guang, but also intended to be said to the civil and military officials present. Some of them followed Yang Jian to raise troops, lived in Pingqi, and conquered the Chen Dynasty in the south. There were many slaughters. Now the world is peaceful. It is to let them accumulate some evil virtues in the future.

Even if you don't talk about the afterlife, when you get old and can't move anymore, when you are dying, you can proudly tell your loved ones that you have done many good deeds and helped many people live a good life.

None of the civil and military people present were human beings. Seeing the emperor's soul being taken away by the underworld, they naturally had to believe the words of the national teacher in front of him.

Everyone looked at each other, arched their hands one after another, bowed respectfully towards the coffin in the open bedroom, and said in unison:

"I will imitate Your Majesty, treat the common people kindly, and make great achievements for all ages!"

As the crown prince, Yang Guang was pushed to the front by his mother, who asked him to get acquainted with the ministers and discuss the future. Then he turned and walked to the national teacher beside him. Candlelight, and the coffin quietly placed there.

"Queen, Your Majesty has already left, and I can't help you with the rest of the matter. I'll come back after the crown prince's enthronement ceremony."

"Teacher take a step slowly."

The woman's eyes were still a little red and swollen, but she was not as sad as before. After calling Lu Liangsheng to stop, she looked at the others and asked in a low voice, "Master, can I see Your Majesty in the future?"

"It's hard to say. It depends on whether His Majesty wants to go to reincarnation. If he doesn't want to, he may stay for a while, or there are other places to go because of his achievements in this world."

In fact, Lu Liangsheng is not very clear about the details of the reincarnation of the Yin Division, so it is inconvenient to say too much, so as not to mislead the woman into doing stupid things.

"Empress, don't be sad. I have some friendship with City God Ji Xin here, and I will entrust him to take care of Your Majesty. The Empress is concerned. I can also cast a spell to let Your Majesty entrust a dream in the Queen's dream so that we can meet each other."

"Dream? Okay..."

Dugu Jialuo nodded again and again. She and Yang Jian were married since they were young, and they have never been separated, and the family has never been noisy.

'It couldn't be better to be able to meet my husband in my dream. '

Thinking of this, the queen's face was a little bit happy, and she bowed down to the national teacher, who stood sideways and cupped her hands: "Queen, it's late at night, please go back to the palace to rest, I will leave it to you here." The prince let him take care of it, no matter how talented the fledglings are, they have to plump their wings and fly high."