Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

After being stunned, he felt relieved, that's right, His Majesty Li Er believed that he was dead and wanted to give him a grand burial, so it was understandable for him to send someone to pick up his old lady, Zhiru and the others to Chang'an.

Isn't this the way His Majesty Li Er has always done things?Setting up a mourning hall for himself, setting up a grave for himself, giving himself a grand burial, and mourning after death, this is a form of his compassion for loyal ministers and their widows.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that it is not difficult to bring my mother and concubines to Chang'an.

Alas, Guo Ye sighed in his heart. It is a sin to be a son and a burden to the old mother, a husband and a father to the wife and children.

mother,

Xiuxiu,

Zhiru, Zhenniang,

sorry! ! !

In the end, he frowned tightly, gritted his teeth, and said with determination: "Forget it, I can only wrong them for a few more days. Once this matter is over, I will definitely apologize to my mother and double compensate Xiuxiu, Zhiru, and Zhenniang."

Kong Yingda stroked his beard and praised: "Okay, big things are done without regard to small details, I agree with this old man."

Ma Yuanju also hummed, and reminded softly: "Don't forget, there is also your little Guo Xiang. I have seen this child before. The pink carving and jade carving are really cute. His eyes are eccentric, and he looks like a father. .”

Little Guo Xiang!

As soon as Guo Ye heard these three words, his heart suddenly softened, and his heart full of steelmaking immediately turned into three thousand fingers, and his heart was full of fatherly love.

It's just that the face is born from the heart, and there is already a smirk on the face, and a dry laugh comes out of eating and drinking.

After a while, when he regained his composure, he found that he was the only one left in the huge hall, and the door of the hall was open... Apparently, Kong Yingda and Ma Yuanju had already left him and left.

Damn, I really left as soon as I said, without even saying hello.

Through the wide open door, Guo Ye found that Huang Ao was still standing in the yard loyally guarding, never leaving.

Immediately, he waved to Huang Ao, signaling him to come in.

After Huang Ao came in, Guo Ye asked directly: "Huang Ao, when will your daughter-in-law come back from her mother's house? Can you let her come back in a few days? Because I will stay at your house for the next three days. My whereabouts during your residence must be kept secret and must not be leaked."

Huang Ao patted his chest and assured him: "Master Hou, don't worry, my mother-in-law will obey me. I will send someone to send a letter back to Yu's mansion later, asking her to stay at her mother's house for a few more days."

Guo Ye nodded and said good-bye, and then said: "That's good, I have wronged Miss Yu Jia for the time being. Also, it's not convenient for me to come out now, so I need you to do a few things for me."

"My lord, please tell me."

"First of all, for me..."

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Three days later, after Guo Ye's first seven days, the funeral staff sent by the imperial court ordered the mourning hall to be removed, preparing for Guo Ye's funeral, a grand funeral.

Today's Yizhou Hou's Mansion is even more noisy and bustling than the previous few days.

Needless to say, there is a lot of traffic outside the house, and there are huge crowds of people.

The mansion is full of scarlet robes and silver armor. If you look at it casually, all of them are civil and military officials of the dynasty.

According to the funeral rules, in order to avoid the scene of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, the funeral officials deliberately did not allow the old lady of the Guo Mansion to participate in the funeral procession.

And Xiuxiu, Zhenniang, and Zhiru were all dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, crying on the mahogany coffin, like a tearful person, reluctant to leave Guo Ye.

Even little Guo Xiang was put on a pocket-sized filial piety dress, and stood beside the coffin under the embrace of the beautiful maid Chunxiang.Although little Guo Xiang was under one year old, she was quite sensible. When she saw her aunt and aunt and her biological mother Zhenniang were crying for the funeral, she also cried along with it, stinging the eardrums of all the funeral attendants present.

At this time, all the widows and female relatives from top to bottom of the Guo Mansion were crying and mourning, and everyone present felt compassionate, even Fang Xuanling, Tang Jian and others who came to the Guo Mansion to send the funeral one step ahead of the elder Sun Wuji looked lonely. , I sighed pitifully in my heart.

The hour is approaching, whether it is Wei Zheng, Wei Ting and others, or Kong Yingda, Chen Kang, Chu Suiliang, Ma Yuanju and others are all here, even the officials from the Tiance government department are almost here.

Only the eldest grandson Wuji was missing to send the funeral.

Of course, His Majesty Li Er, who personally promised to send Guo Ye off, was missing.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door, and someone shouted at the door outside the mansion: "Shangshu Youpushe, Zhao Guogong's eldest Sun Wuji came to send the funeral..."

Changsun Wuji finally stepped on the spot.

I saw Changsun Wuji wearing a purple robe, symbolically tied a straw rope around his waist to show respect for the deceased, and then strode into the mansion to reconcile with Fang Xuanling and others.

Immediately afterwards, there was another drake-like shout from the door: "The emperor is here, all ministers and people, kneel down to welcome you!"

As soon as the words fell, His Majesty Li Er, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, was surrounded by a group of eunuchs, slowly entered the Guo Mansion, and went straight to the coffin of the mourning hall.

Boom~

All the people along the way, regardless of rank or rank, knelt on the ground to greet each other and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

When His Majesty Li Er came to the mourning hall, a large group of people had already knelt down on the ground.

Even Xiuxiu, who was crying to death, brought Zhenniang and Zhiru to greet His Majesty Li Er, intending to kneel down and bow down.

However, His Majesty Li Er immediately stepped forward to support Xiuxiu, and then signaled the eunuch beside him to support the other two women. He shook his head and said, "Princess Pingyang and the two wives of the Guo family quickly get down, don't salute. Today, I I'm just here to see Guo Qing off, don't pay attention to all etiquette. Today, Guo Qing is the biggest!"

As he spoke, he handed Xiuxiu to Eunuch Shun beside him, and then came to the coffin, gently stroked the coffin lid, and sighed: "Guo Qing, I came to see you. Qing died young, and my heart is sad , I can't bear it!"

"Wow... Husband..."

His Majesty Li Er made such a sensational speech, Xiuxiu was the first to cry and mourn, Zhenniang and Zhiru were also filled with grief from their hearts, with tears streaming down their faces and choking with sobs.

At this time, all the ministers in the mourning hall were affected by His Majesty Li Er's words. They all sighed and shook their heads. They were deeply moved and thought to themselves, this is the real emperor of the ages who is so sympathetic to his ministers!

Especially Changsun Wuji stepped forward and sang praises: "Your Majesty is so sympathetic to ministers and workers, how dare we die for the king?"

His Majesty Li Er waved his hand to stop Changsun Wuji's flattery, then looked at him and said, "Auxiliary machine, it's almost time for the funeral, let's announce my will in front of Guo Qing's coffin."

"Here!"

I saw Changsun Wuji took out a piece of yellow silk from his sleeve, unfolded it slowly with both hands, and said: "Yizhou Marquis Guo Yegong is loyal to the country and has made great achievements. He was ordered to go to the Tubo Kingdom before, but unfortunately he was killed on the way." The enemy attacked, died on the battlefield, and was loyal to the country. This is the great pain of the Tang Dynasty, and it is my pain. Today, Guoye, the Marquis of Yizhou, is granted the title of Pingyang County Duke.

Xiuxiu suppressed her grief, stepped forward and reached out her hands to receive the imperial decree from Changsun Wuji, sobbed at His Majesty Li Er, "Xiuxiu thanked the emperor for his grace on behalf of her deceased husband."

He made a gesture and wanted to bow his knees to thank him, but was supported by His Majesty Li Er again, shaking his head and sighing: "Princess Pingyang, don't be too polite, I said, I don't pay attention to these red tapes today. Auxiliary machine..."

As he said that, His Majesty Li Er turned his head to look at Changsun Wuji, and asked, "Is it the time? Don't miss the auspicious time for Guo Qing's funeral."

"The minister obeys the order!"

Changsun Wuji directed to several funeral officials sent by him behind him, and said: "The time has come, let's hold a funeral for Duke Pingyang!"

"Here!"