The time to test acting skills has come.

He couldn't talk about Xu Congcheng at all, but he wanted to mobilize all his troops to pay tribute. He was preparing to leave a few tears of sadness, but he didn't know if it could work.

Don’t be like the one who plays the role of "Xiao Fengxian" in the national idol, you can’t cry no matter how hard you cry. It will be embarrassing at that time. There is no eye drops to help in this world.

The mourning hall is filled with elegy couplets and pendants.

The one handed over to Zhu Yiliu was naturally placed in the most conspicuous position by the Ministry of Rites.

There were no touching couplets written on it, and I guess the Ministry of Rites could not write it even if it was against its conscience.

Xu Congcheng is a idler who only works two days a year. Could it be that he wants to write something like "going forever" and "showing the eternal age"?

Even if it is written, who doesn’t believe it?

"My uncle is going well" - only these six words are written in the elegiac couplet, and then the signature is "Nephew Zhu Yiliu".

Although the Ministry of Rites did not ask for instructions, Zhu Yili felt that it was quite suitable for his wishes. It was simple and clear, not exaggerated, and did not go against his will. I sincerely hope that he would go all the way.

Zhu Yili walked to the mourning hall, followed by a large number of people, Feng Bao, Chen Ju and Xu Xuemo.

Xu Congcheng's family was kneeling on both sides of the mourning hall.

Of course, Zhu Yiliu did not kneel down, but just bowed devoutly, and then spit out a sentence from his mouth exactly the same as in the elegiac couplet:

"My uncle is going well!"

I swear to God that he did not mean it, nor did he have not read many books, but he really couldn't find anything better to describe it.

After saying these six words, he brewed for most of the day before finally squeezing out two tears. He felt that his acting skills were still better than that "Little Fengxian".

"Old Xu." After the simple commemoration, Zhu Yili called out Xu Xuemo who was standing behind him.

"I'm here."

"Have you chosen Jirang?"

"When you go back to your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has already settled it."

"Oh, you must bury my uncle in accordance with the court's etiquette." Zhu Yili said this sentence very seriously. I believe everyone in front of the mourning hall can hear it.

"I know that the Ministry of Rites has made arrangements." Xu Xuemo's answer was also loud.

After a simple conversation, Zhu Yiliu didn't know what to say next.

I don’t know if such a large group of people came, I was scared by Xu Congcheng’s family. Anyway, they knelt down and said nothing and didn’t raise their heads.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the kneeling people hate him as the emperor at this moment.

Zhu Yiliu didn't care. He only cared about the people he cared about or cared about him.

"Bad cousin."

Suddenly, among the group of family members who were kneeling, a six or seven-year-old child scolded Zhu Yiliu.

And glared at Zhu Yiliu hatefully.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately frozen to the extreme.

Just as all eyes were focused on the little boy, a woman wearing mourning next to her suddenly raised her hand and slapped the little boy.

There was only a crisp sound of "pop".

Five blood-red fingerprints suddenly appeared on the little boy's face.

But the little boy didn't cry, and he still stared at Zhu Yili without blinking.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for my ignorance." The woman who slapped the little boy just now must be the little boy's mother, and immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Other kneeling people kept kowtowing. Although they could not see their expressions clearly, they could not even see them. They were all scared to death without looking.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing that the little boy was still staring at Zhu Yili, Feng Bao scolded him angrily.

Zhu Yili raised his hand and signaled Feng Bao not to be excited. He thought of calling him cousin. Isn’t that little boy Xu Congcheng’s grandson?

Look at the little guy who looks aggressive, is it Xu Xianchun, one of the "Five Eunuch Party Bibles" in history?

"Child, are you talking to me?"

"Yes." The little boy replied without changing his face.

The woman who slapped the little boy just now pulled the corner of the boy's clothes again: "Shut up."

"Let him tell me." Zhu Yiliu said, and then asked the little boy, "You called me a cousin just now?"

"Your Majesty is the emperor, call me grandpa and uncle, of course I call you cousin."

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Xu Xianchun."

"Oh." It was indeed this guy, Zhu Yili stared at him and asked, "Are you Xu Xianchun?"

"right."

"How old is this year?"

"Six and a half years old."

"Why do you scold me for being bad?"

"Grandpa is dead, no one will buy me food again." Xu Xianchun replied with confidence.

"Do you know I am the emperor?"

"Know."

"Then do you know the consequences of scolding the emperor?"

"..." Xu Xianchun shook his head and then said, "At most, your Majesty will scold me."

"You usually like to fight with children, right?" Zhu Yiliu was not angry and continued to ask.

"Yes, the children in the school can't beat me, and there is no one who is not afraid of seeing me." Xu Xianchun's face was filled with a bit of pride.

In history, Yang Lian died at the hands of this guy.

At this time, Yang Lian was still a twelve-year-old child.

"So you are not afraid of me, right?"

"I'm afraid, but my grandfather is dead, no one will buy me food in the future." Xu Xianchun still had the same reason.

"Your grandpa is dead, what do you have to do with me?" Zhu Yili's thoughts were flying, and he didn't plan to ask this.

Because I ask my child this question, the child’s words are very likely to receive an answer that is unfavorable to him.

But then I thought about it, if this is the case, it would be even easier for the Xu family to start a surgery. If the Xu family violates the emperor, will the Xu family not be allowed to plead with him?

"It is said that Your Majesty scolded Grandpa at the lecture, so Grandpa was angry and wanted to hang himself." Xu Xianchun said with a crisp voice with his neck tilted.

The others who were so scared that they knelt down and begged for mercy.

“Bold!”

Feng Bao scolded again, and without waiting for Zhu Yili to raise his hand to stop him, he shouted:

"You ignorant child, Long Live the truth at the lecture. Your grandfather only works for two days a year. Isn't he a idler? You only know that your grandfather wants to hang himself, but you know that your grandfather doesn't want to die at all. He just wants to act in a play. But he is not good at doing good things, and he makes him fall and he ends up hanging. Do you know?"

The whole audience was silent.

The Xu family, except Xu Xianchun, all their heads were lying on the ground and almost lay on the ground.

"Company," Zhu Yili said calmly, "He is just a child, less than seven years old, what do you know? What kind of temper do you get with him? Don't scare him."

"Long live the emperor, the fault of his son, his parents' sins. Who knows if it was taught by his parents?" Feng Bao's eyes swept around the kneeling people with a sharp look.

"Your Majesty forgive me!"

"Your Majesty forgive me!"

The woman kowtowed and begged for mercy, and kowtowed and said, "My husband passed away early and the child lacked fatherly education. Therefore, he has been a child and is not inferior. He likes to fight and fight. He does not know that the world is high and the earth is strong. Today he disobeys Your Majesty and begs His Majesty to be kind and give up his grace."

"I didn't say I'm punishing him." Zhu Yiliu said.

"Thank you for being magnanimous!"

"However, since the child lacks fatherly education and is so square, as his cousin, I also have the responsibility of supervisors. I will take him away today and ask the teacher to educate and restrain him. I wonder what if I think about it?"

"..." The woman finally looked up but her eyes were full of fear, and her face was pale as if dead.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to him."

"Why don't you thank me?" Xu Xuemo said quickly, afraid that things would make a big deal. After all, all the etiquette of memorial service today was arranged by him.

"Thank you, Lord!" Xu Xianchun's mother kowtowed and thanked her, but her voice was already trembling.

The rest of the kneeling people felt their minds buzzing and they didn't dare to say a word.

"Does Your Majesty want to take me away?" Xu Xianchun asked fearlessly. At the age of six and a half, he must not know what the word "Your Majesty" means.

"Yes." Zhu Yili nodded, thinking that you can't let you become a black sheep.
To be continued...