There’s A Beauty

To be honest, the emperor was suppressed for so many years by the Empress Dowager, and when she saw a third son with a similar appearance, she would inevitably have a fear of guilty conscience. In particular, the more the third son grows up, the more extraordinary his manners, and even his emperor will dwarf him. Ask him how he did not want to die.

Seeing a group of people walking to the bedside, the emperor's appearance was different, and the emperor opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you go-to handle the funeral of the prince and concubine, but go to the palace of sleep without passing through? Who teaches your rules? "

"Erchen was expelled from the palace since he was a child. He learned no rules and asked his father to forgive him." Ji Changye stabbed him lightly, but his expression was very mild. He rushed to the queen mother to see the ceremony, then sat down on the couch, and said slowly, "The son-son is here to sue the emperor's funeral."

"The burial according to the specifications of Chu Jun and the Queen is, why do you need to come to the obituary? If you ca n’t even do this, then give it to your emperor, and he should be honed.” The emperor put down his pen and pointed Refers to a meat-ball sitting next to the Queen Mother.

The sixth prince then squeezed his eyes and laughed at brother Huang. The emperor, who didn't want to be, was cowardly like him, and didn't want to push out the stuffing cake that fell from the sky. After all, the queen mother has promised. After he ascended the throne, he doesn't need to care about anything, just eat, drink, give orders, and can also call the beauty of the world to fill the harem. Wouldn't he live faster than when he was the king?

Ji Changye seemed to be relieved and rushed to the sixth prince. "Then leave the matter to the emperor." He directly acknowledged his lack of ability.

"It's good to say." The sixth prince waved his hands with a smile.

Ji Changye said in a timely manner, "Because the seven emperor brothers have not yet died, the bodies of the prince and Xiao Guifei can't be moved anyway, it is a dozen strong men to carry them, they are still sticking to the floor tiles, as if they were as heavy as a pound. It is really impossible, they can only find two white cloths to cover them. If the emperor took the matter, might as well go to the spirit and ask for the seventh emperor, and then said that people died like a lamp, let him put the Prince and Xiao Guifei Horse. Nowadays, the weather is still very hot, and it is not a problem for the remains to be placed in the Xuande Temple. It will sooner or later rot and stink, and it also loses the respect of Chu Jun and the magnificent concubine. "

He was gentle and gentle, but his words were ironic.

What decent can the present Prince and Princess Gui have? This amazing thing happened, no matter in the high circle or in the streets, it has been widely known. In addition, the deaths of Wang Xianggan and Wang Tianyou have begun a few days ago. Everyone thinks that the prince is a heir of a hill, all of them are full of evil and human beasts. Their reputation is not so good now.

Funeral with the specifications of Chujun and Queen, can they stand it? Don't lift the coffin to the street, and you will be smashed back by the people's rotten eggs and rotten vegetables leaves. Thinking of this, Cheng Guifei, who had been silent, laughed out loud.

In just a few days, she has undergone earth-shaking changes. She used to know how to look at her queen mother, but now she is sitting far away from her queen mother, and she is not wearing any clothes. She wore a red coat and painted her eyebrows very intensely. Looks demon-yan and weird.

There was Xiao Guogong's government in front. The emperor couldn't take this murderer, but he couldn't see her gloating. He immediately scolded, "What are you laughing at? You are out of control, you can get rid of it!"

The imperial concubine leaned back on the chair, sitting more and more securely, and whispered softly, "The courtier is confused on the Emperor! The murder of the aunt, the party's private affairs, the plot to usurp the throne, and the poison of the blood relative, the mother and the child committed all kinds of death crimes, the emperor Instead of annihilating their nine families, they buried them in the specifications of the Chu and Queen. The ministers do not care, the people do not care, can the ancestors under Jiuquan not care? The officials worry that the coffin will be transported to the emperor's tomb, and the old ancestors. It would be embarrassing not to open the door. The emperor would not be able to explain to Jiuquan. "

Honest concubine? This is the curse of the emperor! The ministers did not dare to open their mouths. The hall was quiet for a while and the needle was heard. Only the Emperor Yu was so angry that the heavy breathing and the six princes frequently raised their hands to wipe the sweat.

The funeral was thought to be very easy to handle, but the innocent ghost had not yet been in control of the bodies of the prince and Xiao Guifei, which meant that he would not let them go to hell. Too cruel. But Cheng Guifei's words were even more severe. However, with the emperor indulging the crimes committed by the prince and concubine Xiao Gui over the years, I am really sorry for the Jiangshan community, the people of Li Min, and even the ancestors who created the Great Age. I don't know if they are looking overhead at this moment, will they lower the penalty again?

With this in mind, the emperor sweated like a waterfall and heart like a cymbal, and for a while he looked around nervously, closed his eyes, pressed his lips, and beat his chest, as if he would faint at any time. Death was not the end, but another beginning. The iniquity done during his lifetime had to be paid back one by one, which undoubtedly deepened his fear of death. What is the throne and what is power? Coming to the end but useless. Knowing this, I shouldn't have ...

The emperor regretted despair for a while, and gritted his teeth again. In the end, the character of his own use prevailed. He couldn't let the third child ascend the throne, and then deprived him of the honor he deserved after his death. If he randomly made a nickname for himself, it would be shameless to see his ancestors, and he would stink for thousands of years.

The queen queen couldn't help but moved forward, and was extremely excited. She did not believe that these people dared to go directly to capture the emperor's pen.

The body fat of the sixth prince shuddered, and his mouth wheezed and gasped. After many years of bearing humiliation, he has finally reached the end of his life. As soon as the old thing dies, he will immediately choose a draft girl, collect treasures, and fill the harem and private treasury.

Several old lords were not very angry, but when they saw the three emperor's nephew watching the people indifferently, they slowly calmed down.诏 I wrote it, I wrote it, and it was the same when I changed it. Now outside the hall has been surrounded by the Guards, and even birds cannot fly in. How do you know what happened in the Yangxin Temple? The so-called "becoming king and defeating the pirate" is exactly this principle.

But what they didn't expect was that the three kings didn't care, and the ghost sores growing on the emperor cared very much. She had already promised that Shasha would help the three princes to ascend to the throne, and if the book was promulgated, it would be difficult to ensure that the other party would dig her out of the emperor and burn it into powder.

With this in mind, she sprayed black gas to erode the cloth on the emperor's chest, struggling with the probe while shaking, and measuring the authentic way, "Ji Zhengzheng, you really don't see the coffin or cry!"

With this appearance, she spoke again, and everyone in the hall was frightened. Especially the queen mother, screaming and rolling off from the embroidery pier, for a while, she lingered in chaos, and her appearance changed suddenly. Is this ghost face sore alive?

The most frightened is the emperor himself. He had such a thing on his chest, and it was still turned into a ghost. He didn't dare touch it, he didn't dare to see it. He hadn't undressed or bathed for several days. Of course, he dares, and the palace people who serve are also afraid.

The emperor originally wanted the Taiyi to cut it off, but he didn't expect it to be directly connected to the heart. Unless the heart was also wiped out, this life could not be liberated. However, a more terrible situation happened after all. It is not a dead thing, it can move, and even talk!

Everyone looked scared and terrified, not to mention the emperor's mood at this moment. He desperately wanted to faint, but his heart was controlled by Ghost Facial Sores, which was very strong and healthy at the moment. And the concubine Cheng, who has always been hostile to him, hurriedly filled him with a bowl of fierce medicine, fearing that he could not sustain it.

These women want to torture him alive!

The emperor felt he had failed terribly, but the words of the ghost sore made him fall into deeper hell.

"Do you think that you have an extremely esteemed slogan. When you die, you can still be the king in the underground, and you can enjoy the glory? You are too beautiful! You can entrust the generation-the emperor on earth, it is really a blessing. The country treats the people kindly, and the achievement of the gods after death is not a problem. However, if the mediocrity is such that life is covered with charcoal, those karma will be multiplied on the body. Because you are afraid of the mother family after the Yuan Dynasty, you deliberately delay the reinforcements and cause the death of hundreds of thousands of soldiers The people of the five cities were all buried, and their dead souls lined up to tell you in front of the king of Yan, your karma piled up was worth a million pounds. Until the day of liquidation, you will not be able to compensate for reincarnation forever, unless Shitou The generation of ants, trampled from generation to generation, so that you can taste the taste of life like grass and mustard. This is the reincarnation of heaven, karma, no one can escape! "

In fact, the consequences should not have been so serious, but the emperor tried to set the Ziwei Emperor to death several times, and has already angered heaven. This is the real karma. Even if the unjust ghosts don't come to clean him up, Tiandao will also lower the sky penalty, and the end will only be more miserable. But these internal causes are not humane.

After that, the ghost face sore looked at the sixth prince again, and said with a grin, "Ji Xu, you want to sit on the throne, do you have that life? Look at the top of your head, pay off the karma first, then talk! It ’s not that no time has passed. "

The emperor's last hope was to be smashed. Fallen into a cricket ant world and trampled on. Is this his end? It might as well be completely soulless! Huge despair and remorse finally defeated him, he threw away the book, and dug hard to his chest, trying to die with him.

Ghost facial sore opened his mouth and bit his finger, and made a sharp, sharp laugh. Hate it? Remorse? Afraid? Fine, that's what she wants!

On the other side, the sixth prince looked at his head in horror. Although he is weak and incompetent, he has also done a lot of damaging things, which will naturally be affected by these words. At this moment, he was dreadful, and not to mention being an emperor, even the prince didn't want to do it. I wish he could find a Buddhist shrine to shave and become a monk. Ghosts never chase there, right?

He picked up the book and shattered it two or two times, and ran madly out, "This emperor is wrong, don't look for him, he knows that he is wrong!"

At the same time, the ghost sores that bit off a finger of the emperor slowly turned into black smoke and foul odor, floating in the air. The emperor fell suddenly, his chest gradually sinking, forming a rotting black hole.

The accident happened too quickly, and after a few breaths, the ministers were still immersed in shock. Only Ji Ji stepped forward slowly, touched the emperor's pulse, and proclaimed, "Father emperor died."

Great, finally crashed! This is the voice of everyone, including the Queen Mother. The emperor did not die on one day, and the enchantment did not disappear on the other day. Naturally, the central Beijing was also enchanted.

"The emperor, the first emperor has gone, please change your grief and happiness." Wei Guogong took the lead in speaking, and the other ministers returned to their knees and knelt down to the mountain to call live.

Ji Changye bowed his head, his expression was always dull.

Naturally, the new emperor's ascension had to deal with the funeral of the emperor, the prince, the emperor Xiao Guifei, and the seven princes, and Beijing had martial law for quite some time. The crimes committed by the Crown Prince and Xiao Guifei were made public, and the emperor and his position were cut off and degraded to ordinary people. After death, he did not enter the emperor's mausoleum and was not experiencing sacrifices. The funeral of the seven kings was very grand. The new emperor personally presided over the ceremony, and he also gave preferential treatment to the sincere princess. As for the emperor's funeral, except for the queen mother who really wept for him, the other ministers only felt relieved.

He died very shamelessly, and the new emperor did not cover him up. His life official recorded it truthfully, and his nickname was "炀". Alas, taking the meaning of "good internal negligence" and "outside and internal chaos", we can see how much the new emperor hates the emperor.

Some pedantic courtiers were very dissatisfied with this, and frequently wrote to the emperor to ask the emperor to change his nickname, and also said that this was "big filial piety." However, they did not dare to speak on the day of the funeral, but secretly repented in their hearts. When the coffin of Xiandi was lifted to the tomb of the emperor, he suddenly fell down and broke the 981 traction rope, causing all the coffin bearers to fall.

At this time, the crowd had not noticed the abnormal situation, only when the coffin was too heavy and the rope was too thin, which caused an accident. The ceremonial officer immediately replaced the thicker and larger ropes, but he still couldn't lift them. So he added dozens of strong men to continue to exert force, and remained motionless, only to realize that something was wrong.

Seeing that the time of burial was about to be missed, the new emperor had no choice but to kneel in front of the mausoleum and write a copy of his own sin, burn it to his ancestors, and then order someone to carry the coffin.

Ten more people were added this time and they still couldn't move. A respected old prince thought for a moment, and proposed that the new emperor write a copy of his own sin and try it out in the name of the emperor. The new emperor tried it and burned it to the ancestors again, and the coffin was moved.

By this time, those who wanted to change their names were completely disheartened. You should know that the word “sin” on the guilt is the word, and the ancestors do n’t think that it is a disappointment, which shows that they are also very dissatisfied with the emperor. If the new emperor intercedes for him, I am afraid that even the emperor's tomb cannot enter, and I do not know how Huang Quan would be scolded.

Of course, these are not things they can manage, but let the new emperor wait for them.

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Youyi hasn't met the master for two months in a row, and she naturally panics.

The four funerals have been completed, but there are still white urns hanging on the street. People are not afraid to talk and laugh at will, and the atmosphere is very dull. Youyi held a bunch of sugar gourds and strolled to the Three Kings Palace. The ceremony is still underway, and Ji Changye still lives here.

There was an endless stream of people in front of the door, all of them were the honorable people of Jinyihuafu. Some had to go around the back alley and knock on the corner door.

The concierge naturally recognized him, but was afraid to let anyone in because he was accountable.

"Little Master, wait a minute, I'll go through it." He locked the door with a smile, and hurried away.

Youxi frowned, already feeling that her position in the Three Kings' Palace had changed. If in the past, why should he knock on the door? Why do you need to communicate? Why wait hard? Is the master still angry? Also, while he was so drunk and taking advantage of such a big deal, he ran away without an account afterwards.

Not everyone can accept the goodness of Longyang, this is something that is still known.

Between thoughts, the door opened, and Ada rushed to the boy with an embarrassed face. "Yes, the master has something to go out, you go back first. When the master comes back, I will tell him you have come."

He blinked frequently, his heartbeat accelerated, his eyes dodged, and those who had research on micro-expressions naturally knew that Ada was lying. The man was obviously inside, but he avoided it, and he was really angry. He nodded, sulking, "I'll come back tomorrow."

Ada suddenly stopped him, "Yu, listen to me, don't come again. You are not suitable to stay with the master now. You know, the master will marry after he ascended the throne. Female, at the same time, they must also congratulate the Duke of Anguo and Anyang Houfu as concubines. In the future, they will be widely drafted to fill the harem and continue the blood of the royal family. Instead of heartache at that time, it is better to give up early. Moreover, let alone ... " The rest of the words, saying some kind of revenge, Ada did not continue after all.

However, his unfinished words have been clearly understood. He definitely looked at the former companion, adding, "Besides, I am sly, and staying with the master is a hidden danger. You have to guard against it." He squeezed the sugar gourd in his hand, and he focused his head. Goodbye. "

Just as the mind reader was wilfully killed by other powers, the people here can't tolerate another alien that can control ghosts. Although I knew it would be so, you still feel very sad. But in his last life, he knew that tears are the most useless thing, that is, flowing down, and can't move people who can't be touched. They may feel guilty, but that is only a moment, and once they are concerned about their own safety, everyone will choose a stone heart.

He didn't cry, and naturally he would not beg or even beg, but just silently bit off a candy gourd, and then turned away. As for the heartache that Ada said, he did not understand. His feelings for the master did not reach the level they imagined. Perhaps he had likes, respects, dependence, gratitude, but never deep love. Children who grow up in the last days never know what it means to love and be loved.

Ada looked at his thin and thin back view and reduced his distance. He stepped forward and comforted, "Yes, you are different from us. You are free and you have more choices besides staying with the master. What are you doing so smart? Go ahead and think about it What you want to do and what you like to do, one day you will find that in this world, no one can live without him. "

That being said, his fear of juveniles has not diminished in the slightest. Driving him away from the master is the first step. Next, he will send someone to monitor him every day. Once the other party has something changed, he will be killed directly. What happened these days was enough to make him realize the unpredictability and power of ghosts and gods. The young man who can control ghosts and gods is undoubtedly a more dangerous character.

Youyi didn't look back, didn't answer, just waved at will.

After fighting the debt collector for more than ten years, he was naturally sensitive to the surrounding environment and soon realized that someone was monitoring himself. He was cold-hearted at first, and then took it for granted. Surveillance and surveillance, anyway, he will not harm the master. Thinking of this, he walked into a restaurant and prepared to eat a big meal to relieve his sadness.

He comes from the last days and lives a day to earn a day. In addition to thinking about how to eat enough food, he has never had time to think about the philosophy of life. This was a good thing for him, because the ordeal made him strong enough, but it was also a bad thing, because the life of the impermanence prevented him from ever growing up.

Appropriate suffering can promote the mind, but there are too many sufferings, so much that, in addition to working hard to live in the present, even without the hope of future qualifications, how can the mind mature? Youyi lived up to fifteen in his previous life, and now grows to sixteen. He is thirty-one years old before and after, but he only has a huge and complicated knowledge system and various survival skills in his head. He is not mature. Idea concept.

He lives very simply and purely. Except for protecting his life and filling his stomach, he never thinks about the way to go in the future, because the last-day people are not qualified to mention the future. But now, sitting alone by the window, looking at the bustling crowd below, he suddenly realized that he had changed the world, and maybe he should think about it seriously.

Putting your life on someone, you will only get disappointed in the end. Youyi once again verified this widely spoken word in the last days. He clenched his fist in the left hand and thumped his right palm, murmured, "It's not too late to correct this mistake, I have to leave the master to live a whole new life. I owe him, I have already paid off."

He focused his head, then ate with a big mouth, and the brow between his eyebrows had disappeared.

Just then, someone sighed at the table next door, "This boiled fish is not so authentic, it is far worse than what I have eaten in Shuzhou!"

"Shuzhou have you been there? I heard that the road there is very difficult." Someone chatted.

"I'm a foot dealer, I haven't been there. Not only are the mountain roads in Shuzhou, Yunnan and Guizhou equally dangerous, but every pass is a life-threatening. Fortunately, you can taste the unique cuisine there, wherever you go. Comforted. "

All the food is connected with each other. After listening to the last sentence of this company, you were deeply touched. In fact, he didn't want to participate in the imperial examinations, and he didn't want to enter the government. Especially now, in order to stay away from the master, he can rest assured that he can't dangle under his eyes, so leaving Shanghai is the only option.

But where to go after leaving? What to do This became the biggest worry of You. He awakened the dreamer in a word, and he immediately clawed and said, "Only life and food can't be disappointed. Well, I have to travel all over the world and eat food." went.

Hearing that his son was leaving Shanghai, Song couldn't accept it for a while. However, she is a woman who is inconvenient to travel and naturally has difficulty adapting to a life without a place to live and live in a crowded place, so she has to compromise. It may not be a good thing to stay away from the new emperor, surging toward the undercurrents, and cheating, there will be a tense temperament, and sooner or later the situation will occur. She hoped that her son would be safe and healthy. As for the glory, wealth, wealth, and beauty, it was just a sight.

"Everywhere I go, I write a letter to my mother, and I will return if you are tired. If you don't want to come back, you can take my mother together." Song's standing at the gate of the city frequently waved his hands.

Youyi nodded and promised to drive the ox cart forward. After leaving Shili Pavilion and seeing no one around, she went into the shed to sleep, and changed the water ghost to catch the car. Going to the narrow mountain road, a ragged, skinny old man stopped in front of him and begged, "This kind person in the car, the old package was snatched by the monkey and hung on the tree. Could you please take it for me?"

A cricket probe looked at him, and saw that he felt a stubborn nest in his arms, and continued, "There is nothing good in the old age, and only this portion of dry food is given to good people as compensation."

Such shabby remuneration, ordinary people will surely spray his face when they see it, and you who are from the last days will not refuse any food. He immediately jumped out of the car, rolled up his sleeves and tied his clothes, and simply said, "Which tree is the parcel hanging on?"