The Yanming of the Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms

Chapter 50

At this moment, King Yan was on the verge of dying, and his breath sometimes disappeared, and everyone inside and outside was extremely anxious.

"Father!" Murong Jun knelt down in front of the couch, King Yan struggled with the last bit of strength and said: "Gu Ping's laws are so strict, and all the ministers complain about it, so you can't imitate it. Now that the state of Yan is well-organized and harmonious, you should be lenient. Excuse me. There is great chaos today, and the state of Yan has decided to keep everything simple in the funeral ceremony. There is no need to follow the ancient law. Civil and military officials come to mourn the funeral and cry fifteen times, and they will be subdued in three days. It is like the story of Wei Wu. The generals on the border are not allowed to leave , you must not leave your post due to bereavement, so that other countries can take advantage of it. Today is still undecided, and the lonely country will leave you alone."

Yan Wang looked up to the sky and murmured: "No one can take away the country of my Murong family..." Then he closed his eyes forever.

"Father", the people in the room of "Yan Wang" cried together.

The servants in the palace rushed out of the inner room to announce the death of King Yan, and all the officials knelt down and cried loudly.The guards of the royal city blew their horns, and the guards on the turret in the distance began to ring the bell, "Boom, boom, boom..."

From a corner of the palace to the entire Dragon City, the bells of the whole city gradually sounded, resounding throughout the city.On that day, the sky had been suppressed for a long time, and at that moment, snowflakes suddenly fell, which turned into a heavy snow covering the sky, covering the whole city. The first snow of this year came very early.At this time, the long-closed city gate of Yandu opened wide, and the envoy, wrapped in plain clothes, came out through the door, spreading the news of King Yan's death throughout the country of Yan, and the whole country of Yan was shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

In the main hall, under the spiritual veil, Feng Yu knelt down and shouted: "I respectfully invite the son to take the throne of Yan."

All the officials, concubines and princes in the harem stood on their knees and bowed down to pay their respects.

In front of King Yan's bed, the son restrained his sorrow, stood up slowly, and accepted the kneeling worship of all officials.

Murong Jun glanced at the crowd, and said: "The meaning of passing on Gu, Feng Yi and Ping Bo, are related to the management of funerals, Fu Murong was appraised as a former military division general, and commanded the soldiers and horses of Longcheng."

"veteran"

"The old slave complies."

"Liu Xiang sent an envoy to report the funeral to the Jin family."

"My minister obeys."

Murong Jun looked at the people in the hall, especially noticed Concubine Lan in the hall, and said quietly: "Mu Yuni went to Tuhe to lead Captain Tuhe, and returned to the capital in place of Murong Ba, to show filial piety."

Everyone was silent in the hall, only Concubine Lan was trembling uncontrollably. As soon as the father died, the elder brother was impatient to strike.Concubine Lan was about to argue, but Concubine Gao tightly grasped Concubine Lan's hand to signal her to keep quiet.

Mu Yugen wanted to lead the order out of the palace, but Ping Bo stood up slowly and said: "The old slave has received a secret report from the Shaofu, so Duan Lan, Shan Yu's younger brother Duan Lan, is entangled with the remnant's intention to attack our Tuhe and violate our Yan territory. .”

Surprise flashed across Murong Jun's face, and then he regained his composure, and asked him coldly, "Ping Bo, do you have proof?"

I saw Ping Bo slowly retreating to the hall and knelt down, he only took out a secret box from his cuff, "This was presented by a secret minister of the Shaofu today, please have a look at it, my king."

Seeing this, Nie Hao, the servant next to him, hurriedly fetched what Ping Bo had presented, and presented it to King Yan.Murong Jun opened it carefully, but it was Song Bin who played secretly: Duan Lan wants to take advantage of my master's serious illness to raise troops to attack the division.

"Duan Bu lingered, scattered between Yan and Zhao, and were all enslaved. Although they were taken in by Shi Hu and named town generals, how could they be able to fight against them? Could it be that the King of Zhao allowed his subordinates to do what they wanted?"

Murong Jun angrily threw the secret box down the hall, "Come here, quickly verify its authenticity."

Suddenly seeing an attendant, he ran in with a small step and shouted: "Report to Sun Xing, the prefect of Beiping, for an urgent report. Duan Lan leads the troops of the headquarters and Zhao Guo's garrison, and they are attacking Beiping and Tuhe. The bandits are very serious."

Seeing this, Feng Yi hurriedly said: "Since ancient times, when the lord of the country was mourning, the situation is dangerous. If the guard is changed suddenly, the frontier army may be shaken. I beg my king to think twice."

All the ministers hurriedly said, "I beg you, Wang, to think twice."

"Believe it or not, then Murong Ba can still exterminate himself from the ancestral temple."

At this time, the eldest son Murong Ye pulled his father's skirt and said: "I heard that Uncle Wang got married a few days ago, and his wife is also the daughter of the Duan family. My son is afraid that the pressure will be very urgent, and my heart has changed."

Murong Jun leaned down, stroked his head and said: "Then tell me, what should father do?"

"Promise him an official title, and send him a congratulatory gift. Now is the time for employing people, and you should take the hearts of the people of the world. If the monarch and ministers are suspicious, I am afraid that it will be disadvantageous to my country of Yan. My son and minister will not do it if they want to bully uncle."

Murong Jun touched Ye'er's face, sighed and said: "My son is very careful, I am very happy for my father. My father was reckless for a while, since that is the case, Gu will give you Uncle Ba a generous gift."

Murong Jun deliberately walked up to Concubine Lan and said: "I hope Concubine Lan will not take it personally. I also feel sorry for Ba'er, and I haven't even seen my father for the last time."

Concubine Lan looked at him dignifiedly, bowed her body and saluted, and said, "King Yan's heart, servant girl, please thank my king for Ba'er."

It was night, after the body of the late king Murong Hao had been bathed and cleaned, he was lying quietly in the black lacquered camphor coffin with his male clothes, Xuan Duan, and Xuan Mian.

Murong Jun quietly took a last look at his father's remains, and murmured: "Father, your wish is finally granted, Ba'er has no worries." Walking down the mourning hall, he called the left and right: "Come and cover it."

After closing the coffin, Murong Jun said to the servants: "Go down, you can stay here alone, you don't need to serve."

The servants and maids all left, Murong Jun was alone in the mourning hall, but he saw a person standing there, Murong Jun felt displeased and said: "Didn't you hear Gu's words?"

"Your maidservant pays homage to my king, there is something important to announce."

King Yan saw him, but his eyes were familiar, he thought for a while and asked: "Are you the slave of that day?"

"The king of Yan remembers that the maidservant is the little slave who delivered the decree to kill Murong Han that day. His surname is Nie, and his single name is the word Niehao."

A chill flashed across Murong Jun's face, "Back then, when you saved the country from a major disaster, the previous king did not award you a reward, and the lonely man gave you a hundred bolts of brocade and two boxes of pearls and jade. Go to the inner mansion to get them."

Seeing that the stick was still there, Murong Jun said displeased: "Do you think the reward is not generous?"

Nie Hao made a bow and said: "King Yan, the situation in Yan Kingdom is stable now, only the south has hidden worries. Don't my king think that the matter of Tuhe is very strange?"

"Oh?" King Yan listened carefully, but his heart fluctuated, but his face was calm, "The military situation is urgent, and the country and the country must be the most important thing, and the eunuch temple is forbidden to talk about politics. Do you know what crime should be for framing the young master?" .”

"I heard: Loyalty is always rewarded, trust is never doubted. Yan Wang Mingjian, this little slave is loyal to our country of Yan. The slaves heard that King Yan, in order to protect Murong Ba, promised to protect the Duan clan in Yan, and secretly ordered Song Bin to let Duan Liao attack the disciples. He, the situation is urgent and Murong Bafang can use an excuse not to return to the capital to protect himself."

"Your words are all rumors and rumors, and there is no real evidence for what you do. I forgive you for the crime of lying, and you step back."

"King Yan, Duan Xian is an old member of the Duan tribe. King Yan intended to make Murong Ba his son, but fate forbade it. If the king of Yan can protect my country of Yan, he will definitely get rid of Duan Xian to cut off the help of the Duan tribe. Now at least one must be sent. Those who can watch."

King Yan, without looking back, just put the lamp oil in the fire candle, so as not to extinguish it.

When Nie Hao saw it, he was about to leave.

"After the mourning period, the head of the inner court, you can do it."

"My servant thanked my king."

Nie Hao bowed and slowly stepped out of the hall.

Murong Jun was alone in the mourning hall, and slowly raised the copper spoon to put the lamp oil into the ever-burning lamp.

"Bang." He slammed the copper pot containing lamp oil on the ground.He only attracted the servants and maidservants outside, for fear of going off fire.

On the second day, the inside and outside of the royal city were completely empty, and the coffin of King Yan stayed in the Chengqian Hall to accept the sacrifices of officials, princes, and envoys.But the arrival of the new King Yan was not seen. It turned out that after returning from the mourning hall that night, Murong Jun was bored in the hidden mansion and drank wildly.For more than ten years, I have been oppressed, depressed, and have nowhere to release. I just fell asleep on the couch and couldn't wake up.

At this moment, all the ministers in the mourning hall were talking about it.

"Master Feng, if the new king does not come, this is not in harmony with etiquette."

"The new king does not officiate, what shall we do?"

With the opinions of the people undecided, Nie Hao came slowly and said to everyone: "Your Majesty is caught in the wind and cold and cannot come in person. Please seal your lord and Ping Bo will do it for you."

Hearing this, the ministers in the hall said indignantly: "Thinking about the first king, Yingwu I, why is his death so bleak, and the minister refuses to accept it."

"Filial piety is the head of human relations, how should the king deal with such officials."

"Your Majesty, Father, my dearest relative, how could the King of Yan make me wait like this."

I saw Nie Hao at the side, and said coldly: "If there is no king, why would you come to the country of Yan? Don't you all believe that my king is sick?"

Feng Yi and Ping Bo only said in embarrassment: "I will obey your orders."

Three days later, after the first snowfall, through the early morning mist, the sun shone on the plain mourning clothes, and the ministers were arranged in two rows, followed by the musicians and the maids.King Yan's coffin was parked in the center of Wangcheng Square.

At this time, Concubine Gongsun came over in her suit, and cried loudly: "The concubine is late, and we will never see each other for the last time."

On the left and right, all the concubines in the harem wiped their tears, and Concubine Gongsun wept when she stepped forward, stroking the inside and outside of the coffin, inch by inch, as if she wanted to arouse King Yan.

Seeing Concubine Gongsun Gui slowly getting up, her body was about to lean forward and crash into the coffin, but Xiao Juan held her tightly to stop it.Gongsun almost fainted.

All the concubines hurriedly supported the concubine Gongsun, and Concubine Lan leaned forward and said, "Sister Gongsun, it is not for yourself, but also for the children behind you, don't do such things that are against the law."

"Sister." Gongsun Guibi nodded with tears in her eyes.

Uncle Ping stepped forward to persuade the concubines and said: "My lords, it's getting late, don't postpone the funeral."

Concubines, everyone returns to the queue.

As time passed slowly, the funeral procession began to be a little chaotic, and everyone was still waiting for King Yan to preside over it.

Inside the hidden mansion, Murong Jun was still lying on the couch, and his son Murong Ye knelt on the couch and persuaded him: "Since ancient times, filial piety has been the leader of human relations, and my sons and ministers have been stealing the country's plan for Yan. I hope the father and king can welcome him in person."

Murong Ping also said anxiously: "The ministers are uneasy, fearing that there will be other thoughts. I hope King Yan will remember the country of Yan."

King Yan got up slowly, but his eyes were red, he held onto Ye'er's shoulder and said, "I'm for you, the country. Let the left and right clothes help Gu change."

"Father" Ye'er said with tears in his eyes: "The former king suppressed father a lot before his death, but the former king's Wenzhi and martial arts can be set as a model for my Murong family. It is nothing for our generation to suffer a little grievance."

"Ye'er presided over the ceremony with his father."

Ye'er got up and followed his father to Wangcheng Square.

Yan Wang finally came.Following the distant "rise" sound from the official of ceremonies, the eight warriors lifted the coffin, and the solemn team escorted the coffin of King Yan, walked up the royal road, and walked out through the middle gate.King Yan led the crowd to follow.Along the way, the prayer flags dance, and the wizards in front dance the Nuo dance to drive away evil spirits.The musicians accompanying the funeral sang the eulogy of the achievements of King Yan: "Liewen Bigong, Xiz is blessed. Benefits me without borders, and children and grandchildren protect it. No seal is in Erbang, and the king of Wei respects him. Recite the merits of Zirong , follow the order of the emperor. If there is no competition for Wei people, the four quarters will train them. If you don’t show Wei De, you will punish them all the time. So, the former king will not forget!"

When they came to the place of burial, everyone looked back at Longshan Mountain. The Cangshan Mountain was like green. Under the shade of a green pine, Murong Hao's coffin fell slowly and was buried in Longping Mausoleum.

After the ceremony, Feng Yi led the crowd to go back to the capital, only to see Ping Bo refilling the ever-burning lamp in the hall of enjoyment built next to the mausoleum.

"Old internal officer, leave these things to the servants, you can go back with me."

"Lord Feng, I ask King Yan to guard the spirit of the late king."

"Uncle Ping, you have made great achievements in serving the former king, so you can retire and return to your hometown, why bother to waste the rest of your life in this poor place."

"Great merit?" Uncle Ping smiled wryly, "I'm just a servant, and thanks to the pity of the late king, I got this post of internal official. After the late king left, I don't have the energy to do it anymore. I'll just stay here and guard the late king."

Feng Yi, not long after walking out of the palace gate, turned around and came back, bowing to Uncle Ping: "Thank you Uncle Ping for protecting Murong Ba, my country of Yan will no longer have the chaos of Yanqiang."

"Prime Minister Feng, the previous king has already thought of it." Ping Bo signaled, "Let's go quickly, Jiu Li is suspicious."

Feng Yi hesitated for a moment, then stepped out quickly and flew onto the horse.I only heard Ping Bo shouting from behind: "The Kingdom of Yan depends on you."

Ping Bo only knelt for a long time to deliver the seal.

Jinmu Emperor Yonghe four years, winter, November, Jiachen.

King Murong of Yan died in Chengqian Palace in Longcheng and was buried in Longping Mausoleum.The Murong Hao era of Yan State is over.

During his 15-year reign, he quelled Murongren's rebellion, defeated the Duanbu and Yuwenbu of Xianbei, rejected Shizhao in the south, destroyed Goguryeo and Fuyu in the east, reached the desert in the north, reached Yun and Dai in the west, dominated the north, and moved the capital to Longcheng.The government is clear and bright, the administration is effective, and talents are recruited, so that the Chinese ministers and generals of the country can live in harmony, laying a solid foundation for Murong Yan to rule the Central Plains in the future.

　The first part, the Murong family pacified Pingzhou and dominated the northern border is over.Three generations of the Murong family worked hard, laying a solid foundation for going south to the Central Plains.The next one is Jie Zhao Chaos in the Central Plains, Ran Min, and Wu Mourning Heavenly King Ran Min is about to appear. How will the Murong family and Murong Ba develop in this chaotic world?Stay tuned.Ten days later, we will meet again, see or leave.

　　
　
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