The struggle of the reborn prince

As expected of being a soldier in the previous life, Zhao Tun's 'position' was chosen very well. This is facing the main gate of the imperial city. Walking a hundred steps north from the Langheng gate inside and outside the gate, there is a horizontal gate. This is the prime minister. The place where the deputy prime ministers get off their horses and enter the office, and the rest of the officials from the Yushitai work here, but they have to go back after dismounting here, to Wende Hall; there is an east side of Daqing Hall in the east corridor The gate, Zhongshu, under the gate, the office of the Xiuguo History Academy, in front of the hall, there is Dongxi Street, if you go east, it is called Donghua Gate, and if you go west, it is called Xihua Gate. If you pass this gate, you will be forbidden. Now, like Zhisheng, Yuyao, Zhisheng, Yuyao, Muci, Kuaixing, Qinsongguan, Chariot Officer, Cheziyuan, Huangyuan, and the soldiers of the inner divisions are all waiting here to call.This land is the only way through which the offices of various parts of the central government are concentrated. People inside and outside can see him from a distance, and they have to walk in front of him when they want to go to court or go to work. .

While looking into the palace city, a few gangsters quickly set up a coffin shed. It was the first time for them to set up a coffin shed in front of Xuande Building. They chopped it up, but as the old saying goes, 'people make money, birds die for food', these people of unknown origin paid a high price, and one job was enough for them to feed for a year, so they went all out!

Zhao Tang was lying on the ground with his ass pouted, and the ground was covered with a white cloth. He was writing an elegiac couplet with a large brush in his hand. Who told him to find a cultural person? Not to mention, although he himself has not formally entered school, he is also the most educated among them.He searched and pondered for a long time, and finally remembered the elegiac couplet. With a wave of the brush, big characters one foot square appeared on the cloth. After finishing the last stroke, the guys quickly hung up the couplet. . The second line of the line is "Chunhui has not been reported, and winter snow has added sorrow." 'Hengban' Liufang through the ages'.

"Tsk tsk, this child is not very old, the writing is really unique!" The guy who set up the mourning shed had seen a lot, and couldn't help but praise the words on the elegiac couplet.

"Hmph, damn it, you know the stuff. Although Lao Tzu's imitation Song style is not as good as our political commissar's, it is also the second best in the farm. As for the inventor of this font, Qin Hui, who is probably still studying at the moment? Getting ready to take the No. [-] Scholar Examination!" Zhao Tong squinted at them and said to himself, the People's Liberation Army is a combat team as well as a propaganda team, and he likes to write wherever he goes, that's when he practiced his big characters, but it's fine from a distance, so you can't take a closer look. Today I was forced to do nothing, so I took it out to show my shame, and I didn't care about being laughed at!

"I'm still waiting to see the excitement, take the money and leave quickly, don't be afraid of losing your head!" Xue Bao said, throwing a few cards to the guys.

"My lords, you little ones can do everything you need to do, such as piercing weapons, crying for mourning, and showing off your spirits. You can still say hello if you need it..." These guys are really capable people, and they can catch up with the modern one. Long served, why did the plenary meeting, seeing that the money was paid a lot, immediately started to solicit business again.But when Zhao Tong placed the spirit tablet, they saw that it clearly read "The God of Great Song Jing and the Empress", and it was too much work for the empress to carry out the funeral for the empress, so they immediately shut up and turned around. run!

The tossing in front of the palace gate has already alarmed the guards in front of the gate. At first they didn't know why they were still waiting and watching, but when the coffin was set up, they immediately understood that they wanted to hold a funeral here, which is not bad , Immediately report to the leadership on duty.When is it now, when the empress is about to die, someone dares to make trouble at the gate of the palace, the commander on duty dare not neglect, and immediately ordered the leader of the capital to come out to arrest them.

"Stop, don't take another step forward!" A few steps away, Dianzhi's head was stopped by a big man.

"Hey!" The head and nose were not crooked by anger, he was even more arrogant than him, and waved his hands to make the soldiers prepare to arrest him.

"Mother, why did you leave me and leave? Now the dogs in front of our house dare to bite me. Mother, take me with you, so as not to leave me to be bullied..." Everyone was taken aback, this adult is arrogant, and the child is not bad, he dared to call us a dog, who doesn't know that we are the emperor's guards!Dutou is a cautious person, and this time he was extra cautious. He walked around to look at the spirit tablet, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Damn, he is here to pay homage to the queen. Since he calls the queen his mother, how can he? If you don't go in, won't it be the queen's illegitimate child?

"Brother, who is this kid?" Everyone thought about this, and they had to be more careful about the royal 'secret', he leaned to the side and asked Pan Long who stopped them.

"Get lost, this is the dignified second prince, Prince Yan of Song Dynasty, did you call the child casually?" Pan Long saw the prince crying miserably, he was in a bad mood, he pushed him and scolded him.

"Ah?!" A bunch of people are dumbfounded. It's justifiable for the prince to pay homage to the queen. Fortunately, he didn't do anything, otherwise it will be his turn to go to the funeral tomorrow, and he can cry wherever he wants. There is no way. When I was in charge of my own small capital, I hurriedly reported it. These people came and went faster, and they all hid in the palace gate, secretly staring outside.

The head of the capital reported to Commander Du, but the Commander didn't dare to call the shots when he heard it, and immediately reported to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Everyone knew that this matter was the emperor's housework, and he was in charge. "Why didn't he leave, and set up a coffin shed outside the palace gate!?" Yang Jian felt a pain in his head when he heard this. Was this child born to Concubine Zheng Gui? !

"You know, what do you think? Prince Yan is crying and making a fuss at the door. When the ceremony is over, soon all the civil and military officials will know. You can't hide it. You have to make up your mind!" Xin's Xiaohuangmen is his confidant, and said with concern.

"They know what to do, the key is the officials, so how do you explain it?" Yang Jian deserved to be a leader for many years, and he grasped the crux of the problem at once, "You go and ask Liang Shicheng to come here, just say that I have something to do with him Discuss!" He thought for a moment and ordered.

Liang Shicheng was quickly invited, and the two murmured in the room for a while, then came out holding hands and smiling, as if nothing had happened, they took them to the funeral ceremony together, now the emperor is worrying and needs them the most Accompanied, Xiao Huangmen ran to the gate of the palace and told the sergeants the same sentence 'they are not allowed to enter the palace without an oracle'!

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"A quarter of a hour!" At this moment, Baozhang was making a long chime to tell the time from the leaky room, and the sound of mourning and music rang out instantly. Of course it wasn't the funeral march, and Zhao Tang couldn't understand what it was. It just sounded miserable and made people feel sad. Can't bear to cry.The coffin needs to be covered and nailed. According to the rules, it is the last time. The host and housewife should weep through the coffin. Immediately, the whole palace city was full of crying, real and fake, loud and small, men and women, The ones after the kiss are all crying loudly and crying hard...

"Mother, my child can't fail to be filial in front of your bed, let alone see you for the last time, it's not filial..." Zhao Tang grabbed the ground with his head and cried bitterly, looking devastated, "Queen , I don’t know you, I’m ruthless, I didn’t even say a word, I was kicked out of the palace and you didn’t say anything nice to me, now I’m crying so hard for you, you have to bless me in the future, don’t Let your son trouble me." While crying, he still didn't forget to communicate with the king and queen, who were in the dark, to discuss the conditions.

After a set of cumbersome ceremonies ended, it was nearly noon, and Zhao Teng's voice was hoarse from crying. Jianxi and the guards wiped their tears to persuade them, and the Dianzhi soldiers who were hiding in the doorway were also sighing. His filial piety made these people We were all moved.

At this time, the palace door opened again, and some people came out one after another. Those who could stay in the palace were all above the fifth rank, and those petty officials could only suffer the cold outside the palace. Now it was finally over, and the emperor didn't care , were ready to go home, and when they went out, they suddenly saw a coffin shed at the door, and after inquiring, they found out that Lord Yan had been crying here for a long time, and they immediately regained their balance. Crying a few times, the treatment is higher than that of the prince.After further questioning, they felt uncomfortable. Everyone knew something about King Yan leaving the palace, but now that the empress is dead, and the child came back to attend the funeral, they were not even allowed to enter the gate. There was a lot of discussion.

Zhao Tong was so angry at this time, I was crying so hard just now that none of you came out, now that I am tired, you are here to watch, come on, keep crying, so Zhao Tong changed from sobbing to howling, crying all the time While talking about the deep love between mother and child, but failed to be filial before the bed, the last journey after seeing off the mother... These people soon learned from the rumors that it was Yang Jian who stopped the prince from the door, and they all walked away drooping No, I dare not fart.

"Damn it, you guys don't even have this sense of justice. It seems that the Song Dynasty is really over!" Watching people leave one by one, Zhao Tang sighed, he didn't think that people's hearts were already like this, he Sitting slumped on the ground in frustration, half of this is tiredness, and the other half is disappointment with the officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

"My lord, rest!" Jian Xi looked at the lord and said distressedly.

"Well, has the news been sent to the empress?" Zhao Tun stood up, lit another stick of incense, and asked in a low voice.

"I've found someone I know well to pass on the news, the imperial concubine should already know about it!" Jian Xi replied softly.

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"Officials, why don't you let Taurus go back to Beijing for the funeral?" In the apse, Zheng Hongmei had just sat down when she got the news that her son had been blocked outside the palace gate when he went to Beijing for the funeral, and asked with suppressed anger.

"What, Taurus didn't come back?" Zhao Ji asked in surprise, as if he was very surprised.

"Why don't the officials know? He submitted the form twice, requesting to go back to Beijing for the funeral, but he didn't get the order. Today is the day of the funeral. He was anxious to see the queen, so he hurried into Beijing, but was stopped outside the palace gate. , not allowed to enter the palace to pay homage!" Although Zheng Hongmei was surprised, she felt even more desolate in her heart, the father didn't know if her son came back, and he didn't seem to care much, which shows that he has forgotten about this son.