Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 581 Chengyuan Prologue ([-])

The cat egg was lifted, Yang Xiaoran called out to everyone, "Wait..."

Then he took out the dagger, pulled up the hair, cut off a strand, untied a hair rope on the head and tied it thinly, bent down, lifted the cat's egg's front paw, and clamped the hair on her chest, turned his head, and said in a low voice: "Go..."

"Yes, madam..."

A group of people silently carried the Shenhu back to the palace slowly. When a few children after school learned that the cat was dead, they burst into tears.

Cat eggs also have too much special meaning for them.Especially the triplets, they spent the longest time with cat eggs, and in their childhood memories, cat eggs gave them too much happiness.

Now that Maodan died of old age, the children couldn't accept it and cried very sadly.Holding on to the body of the cat's egg, he refused to let go for a long time.

Not long after, Li Chengqian also came back.Looking at the dead cat's egg, the eye sockets couldn't help but a little red.

After being silent for a long time, he said: "I passed on my oral instructions that the god tiger cat egg has been loyal to protect the Lord for many years, and now he is going west on a crane, so that the disciples will write a commendation book, and the spirit of the god tiger will be immortalized forever!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"In addition, order Qin Tianjian to choose a place for thousands of years, and to bury the god tiger cat egg properly. After a hundred years from me and the empress, allow the god tiger cat egg and its four sons to be buried in the emperor's bed, and erect a monument to commend the god tiger for protecting the country in Liaodong... "

On the surface, it was Da Mao and Er Mao who accompanied Li Chengqian to Liaodong, but Li Chengqian knew that if there were no cat eggs, his wife would never be able to reach Liaodong and rescue the army.

This is not just a tiger anymore, this is their comrade-in-arms.Now that her old comrade-in-arms is dead, she should get the honor she deserves.Others can forget, but he, Li Chengqian, cannot forget this kindness.

Three days later, Maodan was carried out of the Taiji Palace and put in a high-quality coffin. The temporary burial place was chosen on the top of the mountain, which was Maodan's favorite place to go.

Her children were all released from the space, and with mournful groans, they followed step by step on both sides of the coffin, causing a group of ministers who were still somewhat critical to shut up immediately.

Although he is a livestock, he has made military exploits in Liaodong.Isn't it too much to have a small funeral for such a spiritual thing?
Da Mao and Er Mao had deep sadness in their eyes, such spiritual eyes shocked everyone present.

All things are sentient, who said that the big bug doesn't understand?
The funeral was not big, and the ministers came voluntarily.The others are a group of noble children.Those troublemakers who were chased by cat eggs are now fathers. I think back in Xiaoqingzhuang, I was chased all over the world by this spiritual tiger. Now, they are still young, but the tiger has died of old age. and go...

For a moment, sadness came from it, and the majestic seven-foot man couldn't help crying like rain.

In a sense, cat eggs are also their teachers.Without Maodan's supervision, it would be impossible for them to become useful talents from dudes and make great achievements on the battlefield.

Most of the middle and low-level commanders of the new army graduated from Qingshan Academy, and later the Royal Military Academy was established, and their team was the group of people who were forced to be controlled by the queen.

Now that the cat who had played an important role in their lives passed away, these big men couldn't help but burst into tears.

The coffin was put down, Yang Xiaoran puffed out his stomach, carefully shoveled a handful of soil, and then handed it to the person next to him.

A group of people who have been "tortured" by cat eggs is like a relay race, and each person sends a cat egg with a handful of dirt!
The last shovel was shoveled by Li Chengqian, and then the tombstone was erected. The words on it were written by Yang Xiaoran himself.

"The tomb of cat eggs, Cheng Huanzhuli."

Simple, without too much modification.Cat eggs are not as complicated as humans. After living in the human world for so many years, the darkness of human nature has not polluted the purity of her heart.

From beginning to end, cat eggs are simple.So the eight characters on the monument that belonged to her were enough.

And this is not the final destination of cat eggs.Whether she is arrogant or passionate, she thinks that Maodan is willing to accompany her in the end.

She is her final destination, because they are comrades in arms!

The thunder rumbled, and the rain fell again, which quickly soaked the soil and brought a sense of freshness.Sitting in the carriage, Yang Xiaoran opened the curtain, and looked towards the top of the mountain again, only to see countless tigers climbing up the top of the mountain, roaring at the cat's tombstone in the summer rain of lightning, thunder, wind and rain.

The accompanying people were deeply shocked by this scene.The roar of the tiger seemed to be saying goodbye to the cat's eggs. The tigers walked alone, and now they gathered here, one can imagine the shock it brought.

Some people couldn't restrain the agitation in their hearts, and shouted towards the top of the mountain: "Cat egg, take care!"

"Cat egg, take care!"

The shouts floated in the rain, drenched by the rain, and spread far away, echoing the howling of the tigers on the top of the mountain.Da Mao and Er Mao, who were following the frame, also uttered a low cry, a farewell elegy came naturally.

The sound of wind, rain, thunder, roar of tigers, mixed voices...

The cat's egg funeral ended in such rain.But she will not die, everything about her will be recorded in the history books.From the moment the man who accidentally injured her mother picked her up, he was destined to become a legend!

rain, stop...

When the frame arrived at the Tai Chi Palace, the sun came out, a rainbow passed across the sky, the bell for the opening of the West Market rang, and the air was filled with the freshness after the rain and the fragrance of the soil.

Another year of midsummer is here, but today is the summer solstice when the cat egg leaves.It's a pity that she can no longer eat wontons with her master for the festival today.

Seeing Yang Xiaoran's depression, Li Chengqian stretched out his hand, saw her small hand in his palm, and said in a low voice: "Cat Dan left all her offspring behind, just hoping that they can continue to accompany you instead of her..."

Yang Xiaoran responded in a low voice, tears flowed from her eyes again, she closed her eyes to calm down, and said in a low voice: "As a tiger, she has done her best..."

Then he sighed again, and murmured: "I am a tiger, and I walk very lonely. You say I like to kill, but who ever gave me bones? I am a tiger, and I walk very lonely. Loneliness, mountains and peaks is where my heart belongs..."

Li Chengqian pursed his lips, and murmured: "No wonder no matter how much meat I give to Maodan, she still relies on you the most. Only you in this world understand her..."

Yang Xiaoran remained silent.

A tiger, the cat egg has given her everything.As a tiger, she really doesn't have much to give.Some just silently accompany her for more than 20 years, even if she loses all her teeth and balds, she tries to live as long as she can, just to spend more time with her master...

After getting off the frame, I looked up at the rainbow. After looking at it for a long time, I slowly lowered my eyes. If there is an afterlife, I would like to ride for you.

Cat egg, let's go...

In the first year of Chengyuan, Xia, the god tiger and cat egg, died in the paddock. Hundreds of tigers roared in the mountains and forests to send each other off. The saint and the queen saw each other off with a shovel...

Because of Maodan's departure, Yang Xiaoran was depressed for a few days, but soon, Xu Hui's critical illness forced her to cheer up.

As the mother of a country, she has too many things to maintain.

Xu Hui still refused to take the medicine to this day, even if Yang Xiaoran had people tamper with the meals, the method of diet therapy still didn't improve.

Li Shimin died and took Xu Hui's soul with him.This is a heart disease. Even if she is willing to take medicine, it is difficult for her to recover from such a state of mind.

After all, Yang Xiaoran couldn't bring Li Shimin back to life, and Xu Hui's feelings for Li Shimin were beyond her imagination.

Finally when it came to July, Xu Hui couldn't stand it any longer, and when she was dying, Yang Xiaoran went to see her with her eight-month-old belly stretched out. The two sat quietly and talked for a long time. The next day, Xu Hui passed away with a smile on her face.

In recognition of her loyalty, she was specially made a concubine Xian and buried with her in Zhaoling.

Watching the coffin being carried out of the Taiji Palace, Yang Xiaoran only felt depressed, and couldn't help muttering: "In the past two years, I can always hear sad songs. The bigger the person, the heavier the responsibility, and there are more and more life and death... Concubine Xu Xian is still so young, but she has passed away... She has a deep affection for her father, which is really touching..."

"Big girl..."

Qiu Ju wiped the corners of her eyes, "Don't dare to be too sad, you are still pregnant with the little prince..."

Yang Xiaoran turned around slowly, sighed, and said: "It's just that there have been too many ups and downs in the past two years, and I have seen many old officials of Zhenguan leave... The old emperor passed away, the cat is gone, the old concubine is out of the palace, now Xu Hui Also left..."

Then he smiled wryly, "The aura of Zhenguan really has to be wiped away bit by bit..."

"Big girl, you can't break or stand, you are born from death, it's just human nature for flowers to bloom and fall, girl, don't be too sad."

Qiu Ju persuaded, "For now, it's better to take care of yourself and give birth to a little prince."

After a pause, she continued: "Girl is also in her thirties this year. Although she is still in her prime, her energy is not as good as before. This pregnancy is obviously a bit difficult, but she can't be careless..."

Yang Xiaoran nodded, smiled and said: "Human, it's not okay to be dissatisfied..."

As she spoke, she began to look at Qiu Ju, "You are one year older than me, and you will be 33 this year, and Aunt Jin is also in her sixties. You should learn from Aunt Jin..."

As he spoke, he looked into the distance again, "I don't dare to let my aunt worry about hard work anymore..."

"Aunt Jin is in good health, but her spirit is not as good as before..."

The master and servant were silent again when they talked about this topic.

Aging and death are indeed sad topics in life. Even Jin Gu, who has always been in good health, has to leave all the things in hand to Qiu Ju because of aging, because she really doesn't have the energy.

After being silent for a while, Yang Xiaoran sighed, and said: "After you get started, let my aunt choose her way out freely. She has dedicated her whole life to our Cheng family, and now that she is old, if she wants to return home, she must give her a face. If you don’t want to go back, you can also go to the Yamen to say hello, return her freedom, give her a wife, help her buy a house in Beijing, and bring her relatives to live in Beijing..."

"The girl is kind and kind. My aunt will be very happy when she finds out."

Qiu Ju blessed Fushen, and then a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, "It's just that aunts are similar to slaves, they were all sold by the family, and they haven't seen each other for many years, and I don't know what's going on at home..."

(End of this chapter)