He howled angrily, but to no avail: I can't remember it.

No matter what, he couldn't remember the faces of those three people...

Even myself became blurred.

There was only blood on the pine tree, I don’t know if it was his head hitting it or the bow and arrow were drawn.

In the bloody storm at the foot of the mountain, he fell down.

It seemed as if the whole world was destroyed in front of oneself again.

The powerful Luojia, the self-righteous Luojia - he thought he protected everyone, but in the end, no one could protect him.

He fell to the ground.

I fell on this cold rainy cliff. The stone slabs under me were ancient and cold, and because of the wet years and years, a thin layer of moistness appeared.

His ears were pressed against this layer of moss, and he could hear the orphan and widowed mother crying at the foot of the mountain, and it was so sad, but vague.

He suddenly jumped up and looked around blankly, wanting to see clearly.

No, you must see it yourself.

You must see it, if you don’t see it, it will be over.

He felt that he was going to finish.

...

Support him with a pair of hands.

It's Wei Chen.

Wei Chen whispered: "Master, you are mourning."

He looked at his loyal subordinate blankly.

"Master, just now, I saw Lu Tai and others going to Xuanwu Palace..."

Lu Tai and others went to Xuanwu Palace?

What are they doing?

Luo Jia's mind was in chaos and he couldn't figure out his thoughts.

I only subconsciously walked down the mountain step by step.

...

According to Emperor Hongwen's will during his lifetime, his funeral was held in Beiwudang.

Many Xianbei ministers were of course dissatisfied. According to their thoughts, Emperor Hongwen's funeral should not only go to Pingcheng, but also to the birthplace of the Xianbei ancestors. Only where is their deep-rooted power, born from

This is the spirit of the Xianbei people.

In Beiwudang, he was surrounded by a group of bull-nosed Taoist priests and a group of Han officials, and was shrouded in a funeral ceremony that they were not familiar with all day long.

In particular, Li Chong, the person who presided over the funeral, was the most popular Han official recently. Everyone has never forgotten that his dead brother was Empress Dowager Feng's former "male favorite".

At this time, even the only Emperor Hongwen, who was bound by Empress Dowager Feng, went there. So, afterwards, Empress Dowager Feng became even more unscrupulous?

What made everyone even more panic was that at the last moment of Emperor Hongwen's death, he summoned Empress Dowager Feng alone - what did he keep in the hands of this woman?

Everyone has her power, and there is a layer of taboo.

Originally, she had already taken control of the little emperor. If Emperor Hongwen had left something in her hands, wouldn’t the world really start to rule?

Has she really come to the front desk from behind the past?

Everyone tried to stop it, although they were powerless, the Xianbei ministers also knew that this was the last blow.

If this time fails, everyone will be trampled by this woman forever.

This kind of power competition soon became apparent.

Everyone first raised many questions about Li Chong's funeral, and then openly petitioned Empress Dowager Feng to escort the Supreme Emperor's coffin to Pingcheng.

On this day, Fangfei and Honger were standing in front of the spirit.

The weather was gloomy, and Fang Fei shook off all the ministers and etiquette officials.

She sometimes stood up and looked at the person who had been preserved with a special ice coffin.

Emperor Hongwen, who was in the ice coffin, had a look of life, but was very pale and lay peacefully, just as if he had just fallen asleep.

He will be burned soon.

Only when she stared at him did she dare to be unscrupulous and remembered her entangled life with him.

Hong'er kept lying beside her, crying all the time, and no one could persuade her.

Fangfei did not persuade him anymore. He had a special feeling for his father.

A group of ministers came in crying.

The leaders were Lu Tai, Ren Chengwang and others.

Everyone knelt on the ground and cried for a while.

The little emperor had been crying all the time, but when he heard these ministers crying, he stopped crying and looked at these people in surprise, wondering why these people were so sad.

He sat upright in the middle.

The ministers immediately stopped crying and worshiped.

Especially, these people cried sadly, but after that, they were unambiguous, and their voices were even aggressive: "Report to Your Majesty, according to the rules of our Xianbei people, the emperor's great ceremony must be held in Pingcheng for a great ceremony. Even if it was the previous emperor

, Taizu and others were all held in Pingcheng..."

The little emperor said: "This is the last order left by the father, and I am just following the order."

The king of Rencheng said: "Forgive me, I said frankly that when His Majesty the Supreme Emperor was stimulating by the war at the time of his death, he was already a little confused. Perhaps, his emotions were not accurate at that time..."

The little emperor was furious: "What do you mean is the father talking nonsense?"

Lu Tai immediately said: "At that time, the imperial doctors treated him, it was said that the Supreme Emperor was not very clear when he was dying..."

Very unconscious.

Fangfei watched coldly. Before Emperor Hongwen's body was cold, he was about to become the second Yihuo?

King Jingzhao also said: "Your Majesty, please think twice. Although the Supreme Emperor has a lasting order, we Xianbei people cannot forget the tradition. Xiao Wang suggested that it is better to hold a funeral in Beiwudang and then put the Supreme Emperor's coffin.

It will be transported back to Pingcheng, so it will not go against the last wishes of the Supreme Emperor during his lifetime..."

...

The little emperor sneered, trembling all over his body with anger.

Although he was young, he also heard the intention of these ministers to force him.

The father clearly said that he wanted to be buried in Beiwudang because there was the grave of the late emperor's grandfather... There was something he knew in his heart: because the empress dowager is often here; the empress dowager even once said that she would be buried after her death.

Here.

Therefore, the father insisted on burying it here.

The little child almost became an adult overnight.

However, these people wanted to transport their father back to Pingcheng.

Should I let my father lie alone in Pingcheng?

He looked around and saw that there was nothing but himself and the Queen Mother.

A little child and a woman.

The empress dowager's hands were cold and she didn't say anything. She just sat silently on the side and watched the ministers' forced palace - as a woman who has been in the palace for many years, why didn't she know?

This is their last time to force the palace.

It was also their last battle with them.

Grasping Emperor Hongwen's coffin is like grabbing a powerful weapon.

She held her son's hand tightly.

The little emperor suddenly took a step back, originally snuggling up to her, but at this moment, he stood up straight. He might have gained a kind of strength from his mother's hands, feeling that he should be like a man, facing these aggressive ones

The momentum is not enough to retreat.

Fangfei accidentally smiled.

All eyes fell on Empress Dowager Feng.

The drunkard's intention is not wine.

Empress Dowager Feng knew completely that as long as Emperor Hongwen's coffin entered Pingcheng, it would be the first step for her to compromise with the Xianbei ministers... In fact, she had already hated Pingcheng to the extreme. The bitterness and coldness there, the ominousness there, and the Luo.

The dual shadows of Jia and Emperor Hongwen...

Even if Beiwudang is not good, it is much better than Pingcheng.

She sat motionless.
To be continued...