Chapter 1377: The End of Sorrow

No one who can reach the current position in the turbulent political struggle is stupid.

Feng Gu's current attitude is an extension of Jiang Wuqi's will before his death.

His kindness to Jiang Wang is not only for Jiang Wang himself? He treats Jiang Wang well not only because of Jiang Wang's talent, but also because Jiang Wang is in Qi and serves Qi. He wants to make a genius like Jiang Wang closer to Qi. Even if Jiang Wang will actually become a helper of Huaying Palace.

What he has in mind is the entire Great Qi Empire.

Great Qi, where geniuses gather, is his home country, Jiang Wuqi.

Including his willingness to die, in the end, in front of the emperor, he also said "there should be no hidden worries in the army", thinking about the great cause of Qi.

Such a pattern and mind, how can it not move people?

The emperor of Qi looked at Feng Gu for a while, as if he saw the person who was gradually going away and would never look back in this old eunuch.

Finally, he turned his gaze back to Jiang Wang and sighed, "Jiang Qing, please forgive a father's sadness and suspicion. I made a mistake."

Jiang Wang bowed deeply, said nothing, and returned to his original position.

The death of Jiang Wuqi had a huge impact on the entire Qi State's dragon competition.

Looking at all the palaces, Changsheng Palace was the biggest threat to the prince.

This was a prince who had almost no flaws except for his congenital serious illness.

Even the fatal flaw of cold poison entering his life was covered up by his talent and pattern, and for a long time, it was almost unnoticed.

It was obviously an unsolvable problem for anyone. Before Jiang Wuqi really died, many people felt that he would definitely be able to win.

He just gave people such confidence.

And at the moment when Jiang Wuqi died, the pattern of the dragon competition in Qi State suddenly changed. As the East Palace, the prince had the need to re-establish his status.

But as a benevolent East Palace, the prince should be friendly with brothers and sisters. Today, he was so sad for his brother, how could he compete with others?

The queen also has blood ties and cannot be completely cut off. But why could she sit back and watch He Zhen being imprisoned and punished in the past, but cannot ignore his humiliation today?

This is exactly the reason.

As the biological mother of the prince, she can establish the position for the prince without affecting his reputation.

It is human nature to casually hit Jiang Wuyou for the humiliated nephew. What's wrong with a mother teaching a daughter?

If Jiang Wuyou talks back, it is unfilial and disrespectful. If she gives in, she will be inferior to the East Palace.

But Jiang Wuyou should be polite and give way. Although he did not lose a bit of momentum from beginning to end, he was always targeting He Zhen, and he had a very good sense of proportion.

In front of Jiang Wuqi's spirit, the queen could not be aggressive, but could only let go and let He Zhen "get out".

In front of the Queen of Daqi, He Zhen was expelled from Jiang Wuqi's mourning hall. Who was domineering when it was spread out?

Jiang Wuyou sat silently beside Jiang Wang. As the master of Huaying Palace, she sat at the edge to let people see who was in charge and who had the loudest voice. She did tell He Zhen to get out, but He Zhen's decision to get out was not hers alone...

How could Jiang Wuyong, who was crying, not know that his thoughts were clearly seen by his brothers and sisters? He only wanted the emperor's empathy.

When the prince hugged him and showed brotherly love, he burst into tears and did his duty as a younger brother.

Jiang Wuxie came the latest among all the brothers and sisters, so he showed his affection with heavy gifts.

But gifts are useless to Jiang Wuqi now, and excessive gifts are extravagant.

When the queen asked him what he gave her, she was just digging a trap. Jiang Wuxie just skipped it with the word "entrustment"...

People in the royal family have always lived a tiring life, and the undercurrents in it are not difficult to see clearly.

Only this happened in front of Jiang Wuqi's spirit!

The emperor was angry because of this.

Jiang Wuqi finally fulfilled the loyalty between the monarch and his subjects, and died in front of him as a son.

He came here in mourning clothes today, which might be the last remembrance, but he still had to watch these people fighting.

How could he not be angry?

However, the competition for the crown prince has intensified, and until now... it has happened with his tacit consent. Without fighting in the waves, there will be no dragon. Without the strong wind, there will be no strong pine.

How could he be angry about this?

This hatred and this feeling are really hard to describe. The emperor governs the country, and every word and action must be considered. He can only question his children in the way of questioning Jiang Qingyang.

Jiang Qingyang's response is indeed fierce, but this kind of angular young man is exactly what the emperor needs.

He does not think it is disobedient, and his silence is more of an observation.

Observe the different thoughts of everyone in this mourning hall.

To govern this country of ten thousand chariots, you must not slack off for a moment.

Although Feng Gu's words were meant to explain Jiang Wang, they made him miss Jiang Wuqi even more.

How much did this child, who was destined to be in the womb, do for the world of Great Qi?

And the emperor suddenly realized...

He didn't need to observe Jiang Wuqi anymore.

Just as Jiang Wuqi said -

"You can trust me now."

The emperor must be suspicious.

However, the word "doubt" is sometimes like what Jiang Qingyang said... "How much do you hurt me?"

The emperor of Qi sighed: "Jiang Qing, I take back what I said just now, please forgive a father's sadness."

There was still silence in the mourning hall. But people's hearts were suddenly in turmoil, and no one could calm them down.

This emperor who achieved the hegemony of Great Qi actually confessed his mistakes!

Who is Jiang Wang?

The person the emperor hates, Yan Tu, who was being tortured to death on the execution ground, was describing this person. He had fought for Da Qi for decades, made countless contributions, and was listed in the military hall. Once he was imprisoned, he didn't even have the opportunity to see the emperor to defend himself.

The emperor's lover is more important than the mountains, and is right in front of him.

Therefore, the emperor apologized to Jiang Wang. Therefore, the world's heavy responsibility is to hurt Jiang Wuqi alone.

There was no sound in the hall, only the voice of the emperor of Qi was heard.

"Jiang Wuqi is my beloved son. Born in the frosty winter, cut open in the mother's womb. I told my beloved concubine Lei that she would not abandon my son, but in the end, the heaven was jealous of him!

The cold poison entered his life, and he was dead. However, his will never faded, and his ambition never faded. He fought for his life with the heaven for seventeen years. One step of the gods came, and cut out all the rotten flesh of my Da Qi.

I love and hurt him, and there is no such sorrow in my life!"

The emperor of Qi stood in front of the coffin, and he could see Jiang Wuqi's sleeping face as soon as he lowered his head.

His eyes swept over Jiang Wuhua, and by the way, he passed by Jiang Wuyong, moved over Jiang Wuyou's face, and also swept over Jiang Wuxie.

At that moment, he was as powerful as the mountains and seas: "Wuqi's death is my great misfortune, and it is your great fortune!"

Jiang Wuhua, Jiang Wuyong, Jiang Wuyou, Jiang Wuxie, all knelt on the ground, unable to raise their heads!

The Crown Princess also knelt down with Jiang Wuhua.

The Queen of Daqi lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Looking back on the years, the Emperor of Daqi has experienced so many ups and downs, but it is said that there is no such sorrow in his life.

She, the man by her pillow, the head of the harem, can't speak after all.

The Emperor of Qi looked down at Jiang Wuqi, looking at this handsome, frosty face.

After a long silence, he stretched out his hand and gently opened his lips, took out a piece of white jade from his sleeve, and put it into his mouth.

"Your jade, your father will return it to you."

Holding a treasure in the mouth, a funeral ceremony.

The Emperor of Daqi completed this step personally.

It also declared that Jiang Wuqi was truly dead in the legal sense.

Of course, he was pure and flawless when he left.

This innocence was proved by the emperor.

Feng Gu pressed his forehead to the ground, crying and crying.

Jiang Wang had said in Jiang Wuqi's study that he hoped Jiang Wuqi would get what he wanted when he left.

Feng Gu understood that Jiang Wuqi had already got it...

The simple action of returning the jade that Jiang Wuqi had committed a crime to Jiang Wuqi seemed to have restored the emperor's calm.

The huge pressure felt by everyone in the mourning hall disappeared in an instant.

"Return to the palace." The emperor said, no longer looking at Jiang Wuqi or the mourning hall, and walked out.

Han Ling followed him without saying a word.

The emperor walked from the side where the queen had stood before, with the coffin on the right and the kneeling crown princess and Jiang Wuxie on the left.

He walked past.

After walking past Xiu Yuan who was standing, Jiang Wuyou who was kneeling, Jiang Wang who was standing straight, and finally Feng Gu who was kneeling on the ground, he left the mourning hall set up in the main hall of Changsheng Palace.

He left without looking back.

According to the etiquette, the whole funeral was not over yet, and no one had come together. The final condolences still needed to be presided over by Wen Yanyu.

But the emperor had already left.

Jiang Wuhua, Jiang Wuyong, Jiang Wuyou, and Jiang Wuxie were all speechless for a while.

Jiang Wang remained silent. For the first time, he felt the emotions of the emperor of Qi.

Under the deep sea, there are actually raging waves.

The Queen of the Great Qi looked at these princes and princesses and said in a calm voice: "Get up, why are you still kneeling?"

Several princes and princesses stood up.

The Queen seemed tired, turned around, and sat down on the first chair. Facing the coffin, she gently raised her left hand and waved it outward: "Those who should leave, please leave. I will stay here to accompany Wuqi for the last journey."

Her hand waved in the air, making people feel powerless.

Although the queen said so, of course the princes and princesses could not leave now.

The emperor just asked who they wanted to show off to by coming so early. If they left right after the emperor left, they would really hit the tip of a knife.

The queen's voice had fallen for a while.

Cao Jie stood up and said: "I still have military affairs to complete, so I will leave first."

Following him, Chen Fu and Xiu Yuan also stood up and left.

For important officials of the empire like them who are listed in the Military Affairs Hall and the Political Affairs Hall, there are few things that can shake their status except for treason and other serious crimes, and they don't need too much performance.

And being in this position is indeed entangled with many things. Being able to come to burn incense today is already a great respect for Jiang Wuqi.

The incense had been offered, and since the emperor had left, there was no need for them to stay.

The three big men had all left, so Jiang Wang would naturally not stay. Although he had originally planned to participate in Jiang Wuqi's funeral today, it was not really to show off in front of Chong Xuansheng, but to fulfill Jiang Wuqi's gift friendship, and his original intention was to cherish the hero.

But today, the emperor asked that, and if he stayed here at this time, it would inevitably be a bit of a performance. Besides, he didn't want to continue to feel the pressure within the royal family here.

So he exchanged a look with Jiang Wuyou, and then asked the queen to leave.

Just before stepping out of the palace door, Feng Gu stood up and said, "The old slave will see you off on behalf of His Highness."

Jiang Wang subconsciously prepared to refuse, but changed his mind and said softly, "Thank you, eunuch."

Others didn't think much about it. After all, Feng Gu's previous voice in front of the emperor had already shown the friendship between Jiang Wuqi and Jiang Wang.

It was reasonable to send him off.

Perhaps only Jiang Wang himself knew that he and Jiang Wuqi had very little contact, and their friendship was far from the point of entrusting each other with their reputations after death.

Feng Gu probably had something to say to him...

He had been waiting for Feng Gu to speak on the way.

But probably because there were so many people in Changsheng Palace at that time, Feng Gu never spoke.

Until he walked to the screen wall, he suddenly said: "My Lord, do you believe in the Eleventh Prince?"

Jiang Wang thought for a while and said: "I think he has proved what kind of person he is with his life. I have no reason to doubt him."

"It is indeed a pity for your Highness that he failed to make friends with the Lord earlier." Feng Gu suddenly bowed and said: "I thank you on behalf of your Highness."

Jiang Wang hurriedly supported him: "Eunuch, what are you doing?"

Feng Gu took out a handkerchief, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then said: "The Lord has got what he wanted, but what I, an old dog, want has not yet been realized."

Jiang Wang looked at him in surprise.

What does it mean?

But Feng Gu had already stopped: "I will send you here... I hope that the Lord will rise to the top in the future."

When there were so many people and eyes, Jiang Wang could not ask in detail, so he had to bypass the screen wall with doubts and leave first.

Thinking that he would find an opportunity to ask about the situation after the funeral was over.

When leaving the palace gate, I happened to see Wen Yanyu calmly instructing the clerks of the Ministry of Rites to handle all aspects of the funeral, no matter how big or small.

These big men, apart from other things, are really first-class in cultivating qi.

With Wen Yanyu, a minister of the court, handling the funeral of the eleventh prince, it is of course a manifestation of standard.

But when the Emperor of Qi left early, people's hearts were immediately dispersed. People like Cao Jie and Chen Fu, who were of sufficient weight, also left after offering incense.

It can be said that this is destined to be a thankless task.

Although the emperor left, his work cannot stop there. If a person of his level is responsible for the funeral, he must have a beginning and an end.

It is a waste of talent. Such a tedious and detailed work was lightly skipped. It is self-evident that he was depressed during the period.

But there was no dissatisfaction on Wen Yanyu's face, not even a little impatience. It seems that he doesn't think it is a waste to do such a job.

This time, Jiang Wang took the initiative to step forward, bid farewell, and then left Changsheng Palace.

He had gone out to show off in front of Chong Xuansheng today, but before Chong Xuansheng arrived, he had already finished his condolences and left. Things in the world are really hard to describe.

Lord Jiang did not go out on foot this time. Xie Ping, the housekeeper of the Jiang Mansion, had arranged his clothes and arranged a coachman and carriage.

But when he walked to his carriage, he saw an unexpected person -

Xiu Yuan, the commander of the prisoner and electric army.

This person was sitting in a tall carriage and waved at him: "Come in."

Lord Jiang's carriage was compared to the carriage of the commander of the nine soldiers, which looked like a child's toy. It was really a bit shabby.

Housekeeper Xie Ping and the newly hired coachman of the Jiang Mansion stood obediently and did not dare to speak.

At that time, the long street in front of him was deserted, and the palace gate behind him was deep.

The autumn wind was very cold.

The entire bustling and noisy Linzi City mourned Jiang Wuqi in silence.

"You go back first."

Jiang Wang ordered and got into Xiuyuan's carriage.

Two in one, see you tomorrow. Thanks to the book friend "Ayu Xiaobai" for becoming the leader of this book! This is the 213th alliance of Chixin Xuntian!