Shuhan

There was solemnity in Chang'an City.

The whole city has been covered with silk, looking solemn and silent.

Emperor Liu Gongsi, wearing a plain white robe, walked in the front, his face was solemn, and his brows showed endless sorrow.

Behind him, hundreds of officials followed, all in plain clothes, no one spoke a word, only the sound of footsteps echoed on the stone road of Chang'an City.

On both sides of the street, the people of Chang'an spontaneously formed long queues.

They either bowed their heads in silence, or held gold paper in their hands. Some women sobbed softly, and some old men had tears in their eyes.

Although the children didn't quite understand what this solemn occasion meant, they all held their parents' hands tightly and imitated the adults' appearance, with serious faces.

As the coffin slowly passed by, low cries could be heard from the crowd.

Guan Yu, the powerful enemy of China in the past, now lies quietly in his coffin, no longer able to wield his Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

"Have a good trip, General~"

“Happy trip to Hanshou County~”

Fazheng, the main priest, was standing in front of the Guan Yu Temple, looking at the Guan Yu coffin in front of him with a sad look on his face.

He sighed and sang: "

The clouds grow long, and the soul returns to Mount Tai! Wouldn't it hurt people if they shorten the old heaven?
My heart is really aching, so I have a glass of wine. You have a spirit, please enjoy it with me!
In Diaojun's early years, he killed powerful men with righteousness; Taoyuan formed a sworn alliance to help Liu Zhang.

When Diao Jun is in decline, he cannot surrender and hide it; when he hangs a seal and seals the gold, he cuts off the five generals.

The king is strong and powerful, and Jingxiang is powerful; the king is the general, and the first master is relieved of worries.

He insulted the king's power and rebuked his grandson. The younger brother of the King of Han is worthy of his position in the court.

The spirit of the king is enough to defeat Pang De; he does not hang his wings at first, but he can finally lift them up.

Hanging on the emperor Xiangyang, breaking several chips in a row; swaying freely, the sea flows across the sea.

Show your talent and develop civil and military strategies; defeat the enemy with water, and restrain your hands in the ban.

I miss you when you were so majestic and heroic; I miss you when you pass away, and your great achievements are half completed.

With a loyal heart and a spirit of heroism; after three centuries of life, my name will be remembered for generations to come. I mourn you deeply and have a thousand knots of sorrow in my heart; but my liver and gallbladder have no end to my sorrow.

The sky is dark and the three armies are in despair; the Lord is weeping; the friends are weeping.

He is not talented, he is a beggar seeking advice; he resists Wu and resists Cao, and assists Han and An Liu; a talented general still has a sad face, if he survives or dies, what worries and worries?
Wuhuyunchang! Farewell to life and death! Just keep your chastity, and your soul will be destroyed, as if it has a spirit, to judge my heart: From now on, there will be no more generals in the world! Oh, what a pain! Fu Wei is still delicious. "

After saying the sacrificial words, there was a lot of crying, Liu Chan supported the mausoleum and slowly walked into Guan Yu Temple.

After that, Liu Chan offered three sticks of incense to Guan Yu, and then he said to Guan Ping and Guan Xing who were burning paper money in front of Guan Yu's memorial: "Now that my uncle has gone, there is no need to harm yourself too much. In the future, the Han Dynasty will still have to rely on you two." "

Guan Ping, the eldest son, stepped forward and bowed to Liu Chan. He said with red eyes: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Please don't worry about it and pay attention to the dragon body. The last wishes of the common people in the world and the late Emperor's father still need to be fulfilled by Your Majesty." "

When a minister dies, what an honor it is to have the emperor support his coffin?
Not to mention building temples to offer sacrifices.

This is the kind of treatment only a saint can receive. Now that it was given to his father, how could Guan Ping not feel grateful?
"Your Majesty, pay attention to the dragon body, and please tell my little sister not to be too nervous." Guan Xing also comforted him from the side.

Once you enter the deep palace, it is difficult to get out.

Maybe during the funeral, Guan Yinping can come and send him off, but he won't show up at this stage of moratorium.

After all, the daughter who gets married is the water she throws away.

"I know it well."

After appeasing the family members of the deceased, the Emperor of Han's honor guard headed towards the palace.

Liu Chan did not go to Jiaofang Palace, but to the palace where Guan Yinping was.

When they arrived outside the palace, they saw Baijuan flying around, and faint sounds of crying could be heard in the palace. "Your Majesty drives"

When the palace guards saw Liu Chan coming, they immediately wanted to notify Guan Yinping.

"Shh~"

Liu Chan shook his head at the palace man and made a silent gesture.

The latter immediately swallowed his voice and just knelt on the ground, not daring to speak.

Liu Chan then walked into the palace.

I saw only one corner of the palace. Guan Yinping was wearing a plain white mourning dress, which was embroidered with light silver cloud patterns. Her hair was simply pulled up without any complicated decorations. She only inserted a plain silver hairpin. It shows her sadness and vulnerability at this moment.

Guan Yinping knelt in front of the coffin, her eyes filled with tears, her hands clenched, and her shoulders shaking slightly.

She cried softly, her tears falling like broken beads from her cheeks and falling on the cold marble floor. Her voice was clear and heartbreaking.

In the palace, incense was lingering, and under the dim light, Guan Yu's portrait hung quietly on the wall. Those majestic and deep eyes seemed to still be watching the world and his most beloved daughter.

"My father is unparalleled in bravery and powerful in China. Now he has suddenly abandoned me. My heart is like a knife piercing my heart. How unbearable it is!"

After saying this, he started to cry loudly again, bursting into tears.

"My father fought on the battlefield all his life and served the country loyally. However, his ambition has not yet been fulfilled, but he left with the late emperor. God is unfair, why is this happening!"

Guan Yinping's cries echoed in the empty palace, intertwined with the occasional sound of wind outside the palace, which was very desolate.

Gong E stood silently aside, holding the incense in both hands, with both sadness and sympathy in her eyes.

Liu Chan stepped forward slowly.

The maids immediately knelt down.

"My servant pays homage to Your Majesty."

Liu Chan waved his hand to signal them to get up, then walked to Guan Yinping and sat down slowly.

Paper money burns in the brazier, and the flames flicker.

Liu Chan held Guan Yinping's hand and said nothing.

Liu Chan knew in his heart that what Guan Yinping needed at this moment was not comfort, but a space where he could release his sadness.

Seeing Liu Chan beside him, Guan Yinping immediately threw herself on Liu Chan, buried her pretty face in Liu Chan's chest, and started to cry.

"Husband, my father...he is no longer here." Guan Yinping choked and said, her words filled with endless grief. "He is the most important person in my life. Now that he has left me like this, I should What to do?”

Liu Chan hugged her tightly and patted her shoulder gently, trying to give her some comfort. Guan Yinping continued to cry, her husband's clothes wet with tears.

"My father has always been a hero in my heart," she continued. "I have watched my father gallop on the battlefield since I was a child, and he was so powerful. Now that he has passed away, I am left alone. The voice and appearance of missing my father are just like yesterday. Woo woo woo~"

Liu Chan listened to her quietly, feeling her pain and helplessness. He knew that at this time, Guan Yinping needed not only verbal comfort, but also his solid arms and warm embrace.

Liu Chan hugged Guan Yinping tightly and said softly: "Yinping, your father's heroic name will live forever, and his spirit will always be with you and me. I will never leave you and spend this life with Yinping until we grow old together."

Nothing can be more soothing than Liu Chan's words.

"Woooooo~"

Guan Yinping's crying became louder and soon the clothes on Liu Chan's chest were soaked.

But after less than half a quarter of an hour, Guan Yinping's crying became smaller and smaller, and finally, the crying turned into regular breathing.

She was tired from crying and fell asleep in Liu Chan's arms. (End of chapter)