Chapter 1167: He Is Alive!

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The idea popped up suddenly.

Fang Jifan's heart skipped a beat.

He hadn't believed this fact until now.

Now, looking at this huge team, countless people are wearing auspicious clothes, and everyone has a sad look on their faces.

Shengjia quickly passed through the royal road.

Beside him, many civil and military ministers bowed their heads.

I have to say that although Fang Jifan is not a good dog, his father Fang Jinglong is still an honest and upright person, with many martial arts. When he missed some of the old days, he couldn't help crying. He had to be supported by others Walking, staggering.

Most of the civil servants also sighed, they didn't have much contact with Xinjin County King, but Xinjin County King still deserves their admiration.

People sighed and sighed with emotion.

Several disciples of Fang Jifan were also in the queue.

Wang Shouren and the others had tears in their eyes, they followed Fang Jifan step by step, and couldn't help but lose their voices.

Fang Jifan's footsteps are getting slower and slower, and he feels that the world in front of him is also slowing down.

People... are going to die.

When you die, you have nothing, everything is gone, and what is left is nothing but a thought for your loved ones.

It's just that thinking about it is too much.

Countless memories poured into my heart like a revolving lantern.

"My son is handsome!"

"Jifan, I have a bold idea for my father."

"Son, don't be afraid..."

Fang Jifan tilted his head, his eyelashes couldn't help but close, and when he opened them, the eyelashes were already soaked.

Fang Jifan cried.

At this moment, a hand reached out and grabbed Fang Jifan.

Zhu Houzhao walked side by side with him, and opened his mouth to say something happy, but found that there was a lump in his throat.

He sighed, and kept patting Fang Jifan's shoulder.

"We will have revenge." After a long time, Zhu Houzhao held back a sentence.

Seeing that Fang Jifan didn't respond, he just staggered, covering his face and weeping uncontrollably.

Zhu Houzhao tilted his head, not knowing what to say, blushing, and asked after a long time, "Old Fang, are you hungry?"

Walking behind Zhu Houzhao was Xie Qian, a cabinet scholar. Xie Qian felt emotional and couldn't help thinking, this Qi Guogong, it seems, still has a heart and lungs, and he also has sad times, which is a pity, a pity, a pity.

When I hear Zhu Houzhao's question, are you hungry...

Xie Qian: "..."

This time, it was Xie Qian's turn to doubt life, and he suddenly felt even more sad, our ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, open your eyes and look at the current prince...

Countless guards, from the Daming Gate to the Taimiao, one post at three steps and one sentry at five steps, stretching all the way to the end of the Imperial Road.

Zhang Mao, the British public, has already arrived at the Taimiao, waiting for the holy driver.

As soon as the holy driver arrived, he brought all the officials to pick him up, saluted the slumped Emperor Hongzhi, and led him to the hall of enjoyment.

In the hall of enjoyment, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty are on display.

Emperor Hongzhi saluted his ancestors, bowed three times, prayed, and burned incense. Looking at the dazzling array of gods, Emperor Hongzhi felt a little sad in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the curling green smoke in the hall. I don't feel crazy.

Unfortunately, the Han family was surrounded by tigers and wolves, the Shenzhou land was sinking, the Central Plains was turbulent, and foreign races took over. Since then, the Chinese bloodline has almost disappeared.

Emperor Gao, the great ancestor, supported the righteousness, so he expelled the Tartars, the world returned to his heart, the sun and the moon reappeared, and the rivers and mountains were rebuilt.

Since then, the descendants of successive dynasties, either bright or dark, or not, until I inherited the great unification, now, one hundred and forty years have passed, and Emperor Hongzhi thought of this, and he couldn't help thinking, one hundred and forty years, the sun and the moon are covered with dust, these dusts , I will definitely clean it up so that my ancestors will not be ashamed.

He was wearing a mian suit, and moved clumsily. After another big ceremony, he led all the officials to the East Side Hall. In the East Side Hall, the incense was in full swing. Emperor Hongzhi's eyes fell on Fang Jinglong's seat.

Above the altar is Fang Jinglong's portrait.

He looked up, sad from the heart.

We are all old.

However, the loyal soul of the king of Xinjin County has already passed away. Thinking about it, he must be on the side of the ancestors.

The ritual officer began to recite the sacrificial oration.

Every word and sentence in the sacrificial oration is word for word, and has been approved by the Imperial Academy, the cabinet, and even the emperor himself.

There is no room for error in this kind of word-picking behavior. What kind of honor, what kind of credit has been made, and the relationship with the royal family are closely related to the sacrificial oration.

Fang Jifan had been led by the eunuchs, and arrived at his place. Emperor Hongzhi heard Fang Jifan's cry, and his heart felt like a lump in his throat. The sacrificial oration was lengthy, and the ceremony officials recited it slowly. It's just that there are endless thoughts and countless sorrows in my heart.

Outside the Dongpei Hall, all the officials stood with their hands down.

Before it was time for them to sacrifice, they couldn't help whispering to each other.

Death is the greatest.

At this time... people talked about Xinjin County King in low voices, and they couldn't help feeling: "The County King has made great contributions to the court. He is neither arrogant nor rash. He is an outstanding person. It is like the rebirth of Wu Mu and the reincarnation of Wu Ning."

"Just now I saw the Duke of Qi crying and wailing. Now that I think about it carefully, the Duke of Qi's pain of losing his father is extremely painful. This child is still filial."

"Qi Guogong is just a temper

It's just irritability, not heinous. If he didn't have a brain disease, he wouldn't be so. I can see that when he is not ill, he is quite kind. "

"Didn't I hear that he was kind when he was ill?"

"The matter of brain disease is really mysterious. Even the medical school has only a half-knowledge, I wait... don't you know?"

"Hey, look at Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu is also distraught, he almost fainted just now."

"It's only natural... I heard... that his son Liu Jie is still alive and dead. Poor, I'm afraid of white-haired people and sending them to black-haired people."

Everyone sighed, and some people couldn't help but be infected by the sad atmosphere, and even blinked their eyes and burst into tears.

Especially the veterans, these people who have reached their seventies, thinking about the people around them, leaving one by one, can't help but feel sad.

...

the other side.

Liu Jian was so sad that he couldn't help himself, the eunuch was busy helping him, Liu Jian and Li Dongyang couldn't help but feel worried.

Since the bad news came, Liu Gong's health has been getting worse and worse. Fortunately, he is still strong. If not, he might not be able to bear it long ago.

Li Dongyang just sighed and sighed, thinking that the three cabinet bachelors back then are all over the age of seventy, at the age of knowing their destiny, full of ambition when they were young, proud of their youth, and even in their late twilight, they were still able to enter the cabinet and pay homage to their ministers. Such a life , how perfect, but now...

Li Dongyang shed tears in grief.

Xie Qian was still steady, he tucked Li Dongyang's big sleeves, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Liu is very sad, and this guest is the head of all officials, so he should be cautious."

Li Dongyang realized something: "I just lamented the king of Xinjin County... Hey, the Fang family left two more alone."

Xie Qian couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and said in a low voice: "Yes, it's a pity that the king of Xinjin County has not yet competed in his career, but Qi Guogong..."

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Just as he was talking, there was a commotion outside the Taimiao.

This place has long been guarded by Jinwu Guards on the inner and outer floors, and there are also low-level civil and military officials waiting here.

But at this time, a letter from the General Administration Department came.

It was the Secretary of the General Administration who reported.

This official wants to enter the Taimiao.

Naturally, he was intercepted.

The hall official is going crazy: "I want to see you immediately, no, even if it is an urgent report to the Taimiao, it will be in the hands of the princes, it's terrible, it's terrible."

Where do the guards care about him.

It's a big deal, it's important to have sacrifices, and it's not a joke to collide with the sacrifices, what kind of occasion is there, how can we allow idle people to rush in.

Fortunately, a Hanlin came out and said, "You may wish to hand over the report to me, and I will send it in."

He received the express report like a parchment, and hurried into the Taimiao. He hurried through all the officials, and met Liu Jian, Li Dongyang and others.

So, he hurriedly stepped forward, quietly sent the report to Li Dongyang, and then whispered a few words.

Li Dongyang frowned, why is the General Secretary so unruly.

As if nothing had happened, he held the roll of paper, then spread it gently on the palm of his hand, and glanced at it.

This look...

Li Dongyang shuddered all over.

Fuck...

He was in a daze.

It was just a sudden, at a loss.

I have spent most of my life in the ups and downs of the fantasy sea, but I have never encountered such a thing.

All of a sudden, his face fell quickly, and he subconsciously made a sound: "Ah..."

No one paid attention to Li Dongyang's abnormality.

But Li Dongyang couldn't stand anymore, he hurried forward a few steps, and gently shook Liu Jian who was supported by the eunuch.

Liu Jian was in so much pain that he looked back with difficulty.

Li Dongyang then tiptoedly stuffed the scroll into Liu Jian's hand.

Liu Jian slowly raised his hand and opened the scroll.

This look...

He was dumbfounded.

If struck by lightning.

A face full of old tears suddenly became funny.

He seemed to think he was mistaken.

So, I hurriedly wiped away the old tears in my eyes, and looked intently.

Seeing this... his body trembled again.

Standing aside, the eunuch supporting Liu Jian sneaked a glance at the scroll, opened his mouth to scream as if he had seen a ghost, but Li Dongyang covered him with sharp eyes and quick hands.

At this time, the two cabinet ministers who usually boasted that they were prudent were all dumbfounded.

You look at me, I look at you.

After a long time, Liu Jian said in a low voice: "Why is he alive again? Is this news...reliable?"

"Why is it unreliable? It was sent by Huang Jinzhou. I don't know why he suddenly came back to life. Mr. Liu, what's the matter now?"

"Naihe...Naihe..." Liu Jian didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he suddenly said, "What about my son, what about my son..."

He only glanced at the scroll, but didn't see the real thing. He only knew that someone was alive. He was shocked at the time and didn't care to continue reading.

With trembling hands, he continued to pick up the scroll, but what was said later was that although Xinjin had suffered heavy losses and suffered many casualties, thanks to the rescue of medical students, there were countless survivors.

There are countless living people...

In this way... the chances of his son's survival have greatly increased.

Goodness see you...

Liu Jian couldn't help it again, tears poured down his face, he held the scroll tightly.

But he found that Li Dongyang was looking at him anxiously.

Liu Jian clearly realized that

Now is not the time to be happy, what should I do now about this matter...?

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