Sheng Fu

Hengchang Plaza is vast and grand.

Gu Yong's body, carved from ancient golden wood, was ninety-nine feet tall and emitted a faint golden glow under the moonlight.

Yu Wenjun was holding a jade pot in his hand, looking slightly tipsy, and leaning lazily and weakly at the foot of the sculpture.

The past is still vivid in my mind, but unfortunately I can never go back.

Suddenly, the sound of soft footsteps made Yu Wenjun raise his head slightly, and in his sight, Wu Mi was walking slowly towards him.

"I have learned the news. Three days later, His Majesty the Human Emperor will personally hold a state funeral for Fuyao and Gu Yong. The Spirit Clan will also hold a state funeral for Mr. Gu Yong separately." Wu Mi said softly.

Yu Wenjun did not feel much when he heard this. Fu Yao and Gu Yong's achievements were there, and holding a state funeral was also what the people wanted.

"I have sent Jing Hanqing to Beihai. Pei Yao needs company. As for the dean, he will naturally do some things for Gu Yong in Bailu Academy in the next few days." Yu Wenjun said.

Different from Zhou Tianhai’s death.

When Gu Yong and Fu Yao died in battle, mourning halls will be set up in various places of the human race, and countless people will spontaneously go there to pay their respects.

A large tripod for offering incense will be set up beneath this sculpture tomorrow morning.

As for Gu Yong's statue, Yu Wenjun thought about it and didn't know where to put it. This person was too unique, and no matter where he was placed, it seemed difficult to bear his greatness.

Thinking back to the days he spent with Gu Yong, Yu Wenjun felt that Gu Yong probably would not like being worshipped by so many people after his death, and would certainly dislike his statue being stared at by others.

But he certainly would not have thought that he would enjoy the worship of the entire human race.

His Majesty the Emperor will personally preside over the state funeral, so the scene is bound to be huge.

There will be a sculpture of Gu Yong in every Hengchang Academy. This is the only thing Yu Wenjun can do.

Gu Yong’s funeral belonged to the entire human race, not just to Yu Wenjun alone.

Yu Wenjun took another sip from the wine flask and thought, "It would be a good thing if the emperor himself presided over it. Pei Yao and I will go to the imperial capital again at that time."

"I think all the main post roads in the imperial capital will be cleared."

"But I always feel that something is wrong, because although Gu Yong and Fu Yao had a good impression of each other, it was difficult for them to accept that they would be given a state funeral together after their death."

"Gu Yong is unrestrained and doesn't like this."

"Fuyao has always been alone, and she doesn't like this."

"But the heart of His Majesty the Emperor is undoubtedly pure and sincere."

Wu Mi thought for a while and said, "Should we send a message back to Liu Qinghua so that we can go to the imperial capital together to attend Mr. Gu Yong's funeral?"

Yu Wenjun shook his head and said, "No need. In the northern land, many people will naturally organize themselves to pay tribute to Gu Yong. We will all go to the imperial capital to participate in the funeral. Let Senior Sister Qinghua stay alone in the north and shed tears for Gu Yong silently."

"There are many people worshipping together, and there are also people worshipping alone."

"Compared to the grand and lively scene, Gu Yong may be more concerned about how many people are worshipping him alone."

Wu Mi felt a little twisted when she heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, it did make some sense.

Wu Mi was also very clear that Yu Wenjun always felt that Gu Yong was still alive and was silently watching him not far away.

……

Beihai, Jing Peiyao, and Xiao Huangyue, both of them were dressed in mourning and kneeling in the mourning hall. The portrait of Empress Fuyao was placed in the center. Jing Hanqing stood aside and kept handing paper money to Jing Peiyao and Xiao Huangyue.

This is the custom of ordinary people, keeping vigil, burning paper money, and kneeling devoutly.

This is also the purest feeling of Jing Peiyao and Xiao Huangyue.

In fact, Jing Peiyao also knew very well that people like Gu Yong and Fu Yao would not care how much honor they would receive after death. They only cared about what they could do while they were alive. …

Three days later, the entire imperial capital was filled with the sounds of ritual and music. The Human Emperor personally came out to preside over the situation. Inside and outside the imperial capital, all the high-ranking officials, peddlers, merchants, and artists came to pay homage.

Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao stood side by side in the front, expressionless and with a somewhat empty look on their faces.

Xie Yiming, Fu Cheng, Pu Weiqing, Qiu Qing, Bai Xiaowei, and many famous bigwigs from the north and south were all present.

It was a grand funeral.

Many people are happy to see such a scene, but many people do not want to see it.

On that day, Yuwen Jun did not shed tears, and Jing Peiyao did not shed tears either. There is no greater suffering than this.

But the Human Emperor shed tears, his eyes were filled with tears, he was infinitely sad, he condensed the Ziwei true essence and personally chanted scriptures for the two of them.

At this point, the politicians all clearly realized that the Ba Gu couple would occupy a very important position in His Majesty's heart in the future. At least for a long period of time, Hengchangzong and Beihai would be unshakable.

Even some perceptive people realized that the reason why the Human Emperor felt uncomfortable was because Fuyao and Gu Yong had done something that the Human Emperor himself might not be able to do.

Among the five monarchs, only the Human Emperor's injuries are the lightest at the moment.

What Fuyao and Gu Yong did gained enough long-term strategic space for the entire human race and also helped His Majesty the Human Emperor to avoid disasters and difficulties. This move also greatly broadened His Majesty the Human Emperor's mind.

Perhaps, in the near future, His Majesty the Human Emperor will also enter that sea of ​​suffering.

The future situation is becoming increasingly unpredictable. No one knows whether the Human Emperor will be the dominant force in the years to come, but at least there is a slight possibility.

Whether it is out of public interest or private motives, Your Majesty appreciates this favor in his heart and has no choice but to accept it.

The funeral lasted for three days and three nights, and the entire imperial city was in mourning.

Many people were observing Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao's expressions openly and secretly, but they didn't see anything. Li Hongshan also kept some of the strange looks in mind, but it was hard to say whether there would be any settlement afterwards.

No matter how you calculate it, a new pattern will begin in the government.

……

Day 7, Bailu Academy.

Yuwen Jun came alone to the courtyard where Gu Yong once lived. Everything here was so familiar. He still remembered the first time he entered here. Gu Yong asked Yuwen Jun to choose a martial arts method, but Yuwen Jun didn't like any of them. He didn't know if Gu Yong was angry. He should have asked about this matter at the beginning...

Boiling water and making tea, the Black Kirin coiled in the corner of the main hall, his eyes dim, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The tea is strong and its color is as black as ink. It is the tea that older people drink.

If in the past, Yu Wenjun would feel dizzy after drinking such tea, but now, after taking a big gulp, he felt refreshed. This is what life should be like.

After drinking a few sips of tea, Yuwen Jun paced back and forth in the house. After walking through all the corners, he came to the courtyard and walked barefoot. Looking at the kennel where Black Kirin used to be, Yuwen Jun smiled silently.

I wonder if this doghouse was built by a craftsman or by Gu Yong himself...

There are many things I don't understand, but I didn't have time to ask.

Yu Wenjun's mood was hazy and vague. Finally, he sat down on the steps, holding his chin with one hand, looking at the scenery outside the courtyard. Today was a bright spring day with clear skies, and it was a good day.

You can go for an outing, you can ride a horse, and after nightfall, you can go boating on the river, have fun in a brothel. There are many things to do, but the only thing you lack is the spirit.

"From beginning to end, I never had a drink with you alone."

"A drink enough to get both of you drunk."

"..." (End of this chapter)