Chapter 1027 The ‘disappeared’ ‘see you tomorrow’ monk
Under normal circumstances, there is a complete etiquette system for kings to attend funerals.
However, due to Lao Qingtang King's current physical condition, he obviously couldn't wait to go through the normal process, so he kept everything simple.
Not only were there no complicated ceremonies, but none of the officials and nobles accompanying him to the funeral were brought with him. Only soldiers from the Imperial Guard and patrol battalions were allowed to accompany him.
This arrangement naturally caused dissatisfaction among many officials and nobles.
In particular, some people who claimed to be veterans had strong opinions. They jointly signed a letter and wanted the old King Qingtang to hold the funeral in accordance with the etiquette.
At least I want to take these old ministers with me to see the late king on his final journey.
It's not that these officials and nobles really had a deep relationship with the old King Qingtang. It was purely a matter of attending the funeral of the late king. It was not only an affirmation of identity and status, but also a piece of political capital.
Faced with the petitions of these officials and nobles, it was naturally impossible for the old King Qingtang to agree.
This funeral was originally a fake. Although his body was indeed buried, that was not the point. The point was to seize the body so that he could gain new life.
These officials and nobles are different from the soldiers in the Imperial Guard and patrol battalions.
When the 'funeral' is being held, soldiers can only stay at a distance to guard and protect them, but these veterans are qualified to watch the ceremony up close.
When the time comes, if they see something they shouldn't see, it's still a trivial matter, and it's nothing more than killing everyone's head, and letting Rikander and Dazan take the blame.
But if these people ruined his plan to seize the body, then even if he was killed in a river of blood, it would not help.
Therefore, in the face of the doubts and petitions of these nobles and officials, the old King Qingtang took out the "edict" written by himself.
"The late king had left an edict, instructing him to keep everything simple when organizing his funeral, and not to add burden to the people. In addition, we had just fought a battle with the Xia Kingdom, and Yu Huyue led his subordinates to face the enemy.
We in Qingtang are watching with eager eyes. Holding a large funeral at this time will not only waste people and money, but also attract the people of Xia. After comprehensive consideration, I decided to follow the late king’s last wish and hold a simple funeral. As for not taking everyone, it was also left in the imperial edict by the late king.
I’m telling you, if you don’t believe me, all ministers can read the edict for yourselves.”
The words of the old King of Qingtang were serious and sincere, and they firmly established the moral high ground. If anyone dares to say that it is not good to have a simple funeral, they are violating the last edict of the late king and ignoring the people's livelihood and the peace of the country.
At the same time, he also ordered people to pass this edict to all the officials who came to question and petition, and asked them to check whether the words on the edict were written by the old King Qingtang himself.
They were all old ministers, so they naturally recognized the handwriting of the old King Qingtang, so many people were speechless.
But there are still people who are confused and ask: "We understand that the late king wants to have a simple funeral, but why didn't he let us go and see him on his last journey?"
"I don't know about this." Old King Qingtang shook his head, then squinted his eyes and stared at the old minister who spoke: "How about you go to the late king and ask?"
The veteran was choked by these words.
Even though he was separated by a screen, he still felt a murderous aura and hurriedly closed his mouth.
Of course he couldn't know that the man in front of him was the old King Qingtang, so he only thought that the Seventh Prince was threatening him.
Originally I wanted to show off as an old minister and give some advice, but after serious consideration, I decisively gave up.
Regardless of whether those rumors are true or not, Zikander, who holds great power, is definitely not someone he can teach a lesson to.
If Rikander is still as gentle and virtuous as before, then if he gives a few words of advice, the other party will at most laugh it off. Not only will there be no problem, but he will even lose the reputation of a wise king and a wise minister.
But it is a pity that Rikander's temperament changed drastically after the death of the old King Qingtang.
He is becoming more and more like the old Qingtang King.
Advise him? If you are lucky, nothing will happen. If you are unlucky, you may be sent down to accompany the late king.
The old minister shut up.
But another veteran official raised a question after reading the imperial edict: "Why is the ink on this imperial edict still wet?"
"It's tears."
The old King of Qingtang is worthy of being a hero of his generation. Not only does he lie without making a draft, he also doesn't blush at all.
"These days, every time I miss the late king, I will take out this edict and cry while reading it. Today you came to accuse me of violating etiquette by holding a simple funeral. When I took out this edict,
, I couldn’t help but shed tears, and my tears soaked the ink.”
Regardless of whether the officials and nobles present believed what the old King Qingtang said, they all exclaimed: "So that's it, the seventh prince is really the most filial!"
This petition has just ended.
After all, with the imperial edict in hand, what Old Qingtang King did as Rikander was to act in compliance with the edict, and no one could blame him. In addition, he had a heavy army, and no one dared to say anything.
At noon that day, the funeral procession left Qingtang Royal City.
In addition to a coffin containing the body of Old Qingtang King, the team included several princes, the guards of the Seventh Prince's Palace, and the wild god that Old Qingtang King was secretly looking for.
In addition, there are large groups of heavily armed soldiers from the Internal Guards and Patrol Battalions.
So much so that some people seeing them off could not help but murmur in a low voice after the funeral procession had left.
"Are you going to bury the late king, or are you going to fight with someone?"
Qin Shaoyou, together with several other commanders of the inner guard and patrol battalions, and their soldiers, were responsible for protecting the funeral procession.
Originally, he thought that the 'See You Tomorrow' monk would also be in the funeral procession, and he specifically asked everyone to be careful and not to expose any flaws and let the cunning 'See You Tomorrow' monk see the problem.
But after a day's journey, Qin Shaoyou was surprised to find that the 'see you tomorrow' monk didn't seem to be in the funeral procession?
Where did that guy go? What is he planning?
With curiosity and vigilance, Qin Shaoyou sent the shadow demon to contact Tai Sui Shenjun, Wu Nu Fairy and Puppet Marshal at night, under the cover of darkness.
The shadow demon came back soon, and also brought back a lump of Tai Sui Shenjun's meat.
Just when Qin Shaoyou was surprised, what was the shadow demon doing bringing back a piece of Tai Sui meat? Could it be the tribute offered by the Tai Sui God to the Patriarch today?
But he saw that there was a split mouth on the piece of Tai Sui meat, and he was spitting out human words: "The Imperial Master left the royal city yesterday and went to the Dragon Vein of Dajin Mountain in advance, saying that he wanted to make some arrangements for the body seizing ceremony.
.”
"You left yesterday?" Qin Shaoyou frowned: "Why didn't you notify me then?"
Tai Sui Shenjun replied through his flesh: "We also found out about this today when we saw that there was no national master in the team and asked about it."
Qin Shaoyou frowned and looked at Qin Qiaoer.
Without his instructions, Qin Qiaoer had already released the big moth and ordered him to rush to Dajin Mountain to find Qi Longfei, inform him of the situation, and take precautions in advance.
After turning his attention to Tai Sui Pork again, Qin Shaoyou asked: "Old King Qingtang, did you not ask you to make any arrangements for this matter?"
"No, it's probably because Zoldan is in charge at Dajin Mountain, and he seems confident."
Is it because Zhuoldan is in charge? Or does the old King Qingtang have other arrangements?
Qin Shaoyou's heart was full of questions. After a while, he asked again: "What do you do with this piece of meat? Do you want me to help you provide it to the ancestor?"
Tai Sui Shenjun replied: "Keep this meat with you. If anything happens, we can contact you directly through it. I have other filial piety to the Patriarch."
"That's fine." Qin Shaoyou nodded, and then asked: "Since there is such a good thing, why didn't you take it out before?"
Tai Sui Shenjun sighed helplessly: "I was seriously injured once, and my body didn't recover until these two days. Even if I wanted to split such a transmission tube for you, I couldn't."