No one expected that things would turn out like this. The news was too unexpected and sudden.
For Fenglong, it doesn't matter how or who his uncle and sister marry. The key is that the Song Yang in front of him is actually a brother-in-law of the Uighur ruler. All of a sudden, a young talent has become an important weapon of the country.
Why doesn't he like it?
Mr. Hu secretly smiled bitterly. If he had known that the Uighur barbarians would handle things like this, he would not have brought Song Yang and Ren Churong together. Now he had offended the King of Zhenxi. Sure enough, the prince's face looked like he wanted to eat people.
His originally dull eyes suddenly became sharp and sharp, staring at Song Yang.
The third daughter married Song Yang, and the prince accepted it: the seventh girl married a Uyghur, which was something that had been agreed for a long time. But now it has nothing to do with reason or temperament, it is completely a father's instinct, and the two apples in his eye are actually going to marry
If given to the same person, any father would be hostile to the son-in-law.
On Song Yang's side, first "the emperor guaranteed the matchmaker to marry the neighboring princess" and then "Samer Khan took the decision and married Xuanji Mo master" were hit hard twice, and he was beaten dizzy. Of these two happy events, the latter one was a state matter.
, cannot be changed, the previous one may still be "discussed". Song Yang didn't pay attention to the prince's eyes at all, and in his heart he expected his father-in-law to shout angrily: You can only marry one!
The prince had similar thoughts to Song Yang, and he wanted to start a lawsuit. However, the marriage was immutable, and Ren Churong was also Fenglong Jinkou's matchmaker. The old man promised before, but now regrets it, that is "deceiving the king". Now the king of Zhenxi is placing his hope.
Emperor Yu hoped that Fenglong would say: Song Yang, since you are marrying Princess Xuanji, let's put aside the matter of marrying the neighboring princess.
But Fenglong had no intention of speaking. Long live the Lord is young and his children have not grown up yet. He cannot understand the mood of King Zhenxi at all. He feels that the two daughters of King Zhenxi are going to get married anyway, and now they are just getting married.
It's no big deal if it's given to the same person.
It is a happy event to secure a match, to get married is a happy event, and it is even more joyful to have an extra Uighur prince in Nanli Kingdom. Three blessings come to your door, how many times can you catch up with them in a lifetime? Long live the Lord, I am very happy.
The emperor was filled with joy, the prince was gnashing his teeth, Marquis Chang Chun was frowning, and Prime Minister Zuo was looking downcast, trying to count ants on the floor of the imperial study. The atmosphere in the imperial study was inexplicably weird. Just when it was depressing, another eunuch suddenly ran in a hurry.
Come, knelt at the door with a grunt: "Long live, Your Majesty, something bad has happened. Just now, news came from the Hongbo Mansion. Her Royal Highness Princess Xuanji's condition suddenly worsened. Now, now..." The father and daughter were heart-to-heart, and the King of Zhenxi jumped to his feet.
He asked urgently: "What are you doing now? Tell me!"
The eunuch cried hypocritically: "Your Highness, she is no longer here." Prince, "Ah, there was a strange scream and his body swayed. If Song Yang hadn't helped him in time, the old man would have fallen down. King Zhenxi regained his balance.
He threw Song Yang away with all his strength, confessed his crime to Long Live, and hurried back home.
Song Yang could probably guess what was going on. He wanted to throw away his hands and stamp his feet. Today's things were completely messed up.
Ren Churong bribed Eunuch Li and wanted to know the news of the marriage as soon as possible.
In the imperial study room, as soon as the emperor said, "The Uighurs agreed to the marriage," military news came from the Western Front, and all the ministers withdrew. Eunuch Li collected money to help others, and the emperor had just said, "The Uighurs agreed," and then
Indicating that the marriage had come to fruition, Eunuch Li immediately sent his confidant, the young eunuch, to deliver a message to Princess Cheng Neighbor.
Little did Eunuch Li know that there was a sequel to the matter. The neighbor only knew that his precious sister Xiao Fu was about to marry a Uighur. Xiao Fu, with tears in his eyes, secretly went to offer incense to his ancestors, kowtowed several times to his father and mother's house, and finally
Choking with sobs, she asked her sister to fulfill her filial piety to her elders. The two sisters held each other's arms and cried, and then let Xiao Zai swallow the new food and die.
Princess Xuanji was in mourning, and the night meeting in the royal study broke up. Song Yang returned to the post house and thought more and more about it.
Xinliang is not really dead, and the little catcher has no worries about his life, but if he dies and is reborn, he will lose his identity and will not be able to see his relatives for the rest of his life. He wanted to marry a Uighur, so he came up with this strategy. He just accepted the "Sunrise"
In the East, there is such loyalty that Song Yang and Xiao Qiao can get married in a bright and beautiful way, so there is no need to secretly momo.
There was nothing he could do before, but now the situation has changed. Song Yang didn't want to and couldn't watch Xiao Zai lose all his relatives from now on.
To remove the power of Xinliang medicine in advance, Song Yang had to do it himself.
Song Yang calmed down and carefully considered the solution. After thinking for a while, he got up and rushed to the Hongbo Mansion. When he arrived, a young man died. For more than an hour, the mourning hall had been hastily laid out, and dozens of eminent monks were hurriedly invited.
The king of Zhenxi had a great position, and Ren Xiaofu had the title of princess. At this moment, all the courtiers in the capital got the news, and they all came to express condolences and condolences late at night. The palace was in chaos.
Although Song Yang's official position was small, he still had an identity. After giving his name, the soldiers released him, and a servant took him directly to the mourning hall.
When the King of Zhenxi heard the bad news for the first time, he was stunned at noon. He sat blankly in the mourning hall with dull eyes. He didn't see Song Yang coming at all. The singing voice kept coming from outside, and the prince didn't pay attention to it.
Surrounding him were the prime minister, ministers and other important ministers, who were comforting the prince in low voices.
As for the more ordinary mourners, Churong was the one who came to entertain them. Up to now, Princess Chenglin still knew nothing about the things mentioned in the imperial book [Fang], nor did she know that the emperor's mediator had promised herself to the Song Dynasty.
Yang, and he didn’t even know that the marriage of Xiao Zai was actually marrying his sweetheart. Seeing Song Yang coming, Ren Churong was greatly surprised. Originally, the two of them had discussed that they would dig a grave in the dark the day after tomorrow. There was no room for confidential discussions, and Song Yang had no choice.
Explain what, with a sad face, he asked: "Where is the princess? I want to see her again."
Nanli did not have the custom of "saying goodbye to the body." Ren Churong frowned slightly and replied softly: "If you don't follow the rules, you can't die now." Song Yang insisted, with an even more sad look on his face: "For the last time, the princess will make it happen."
Chenglin didn't know what he was going to do, but he also understood that he must have a deep meaning. While shaking his head in front of everyone, he glanced at the back room of the mourning hall and made a gesture.
Song Yang nodded, and walked to the ceremony office with several officials around him. It seemed that he was preparing to salute the soul, but when he passed by Ren Churong, he whispered four words: "Buy time."
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Princess Cheng Neighbor's face changed. She first asked where the body was placed, and then asked for her help to buy time. Was he going to make a fuss in the mourning hall? The princess turned to look at Song Yang, who happened to be looking back at her with a firm gaze.
There is no doubt about it.
Ren Churong gritted his teeth and still listened to his words. He waved to Qin Zhui and several of his close guards, and whispered a few instructions. At the same time, the ceremony officer sang loudly. Following his instructions, a new group of mourners kowtowed to the princess's soul.
, pay tribute to the deceased.
After the ceremony, there was a sudden loud cry, Song Yang beat his chest and stamped his feet, and with the momentum of a dragon bird, he rushed into the back room where the princess's coffin was parked. The mourning hall, which had been extremely noisy just now, suddenly became quiet, and everyone was stunned.
I was stunned on the spot.
But Song Yang had already knocked out the two female guards who were guarding the spirit. He lay on top of Ren Xiaoqian and cried loudly, wailing loudly and shaking the world. The silver needle in his hand was spinning like the wind, opening up the new cold.
"The Jinse has fifty strings, one string and one column, and I miss the beautiful years. I can't wait to recall them, but I was already confused and confused! The princess wakes up." The sad and sorrowful voice moved the heavens. The crying words were pondered on the way here.
He had to "cry him alive" in front of countless people, so he had to have some good words.
If you want the little girl to come back to life in an honest and fair manner, she must be "dead" soon, within an hour or two. If she is left alone for a day, it would be too suspicious to wake her up crying after she is completely cold.
The princess was noble and the Han family treated her with great courtesy. A young man ran over and hugged the princess's body and cried loudly. How could the widow agree? Following the sharp scolding of the neighboring princess, Qin Zhui and other guards swarmed forward. The guards, who were usually vigorous and powerful,
It seemed that his hands and feet had become soft, he crowded in front of Song Yang, roared angrily, and stretched out his fists and kicks, but he couldn't get rid of him.
Not only was the space where Song Yang's coffin was unable to be opened, but the space where Song Yang's coffin was located was so small. With the guards surrounding it, anyone else who wanted to help could not get forward.
"Ten years of life and death are boundless. There is nowhere to talk about. When will the sunset return to the west? Heartbroken people are at the end of the world... The return of the princess has been sentimental and sad since ancient times. It is even more desolate in the Qingqiu Festival. The east wind is evil and the love is thin. The princess wakes up and comes to the world.
..., why is love..., things... can teach people directly..." In his previous life, Chang Chunhou was poor at Chinese. He didn't like reading poetry and hated writing compositions. At this moment, the words about life and death he cried out in desperation were either right or wrong, and he added words to each sentence.
He couldn't care less about it himself and used all his strength to move the needles and medicine faster and faster.
Several trusted red guards crowded around Song Yang, openly trying to stop him and secretly helping him delay time. However, they didn't know that the young man had faked his death. They all looked surprised when they saw Song Yang treating the dead man.
The mourning hall was in complete chaos. The old princess beat her chest and stamped her feet, and all the mourners looked at each other in disbelief. At this time, there was another roar. King Zhenxi, with a ferocious face, ran out of the mourning hall quickly. When he came back a moment later, he had many weapons in his hand.
Bring out a powerful sword!
Anyone who has never seen King Zhenxi fighting on the battlefield would never imagine that such a thin, withered old man with a limp would turn into something completely different once he had a long knife in his hand.
His beard and hair are flamboyant, his eyes are like blood, evil spirits are bursting out, anger and murderous intention are intertwined and blooming. Although invisible, it seems to have substance. Anyone can feel it. The hunting flames have been burned around him. No one dares to come close.
If you take one step, you will be incinerated into ashes.
He is still an old man, he is clearly a ferocious devil who has just escaped from the eighteenth level of hell and rushed to the human world to retreat!
The mourning hall became even more chaotic. From the humble servants and maids to the prominent princes and ministers, without exception, they all shouted in surprise and stepped back regardless. Everyone who looked at King Zhenxi had a terrible illusion: he was coming.
The prince's sword seemed to be coming to chase him, and his instinct was to retreat or run away.
King Zhenxi's killing power was backed by human lives. In his decades of military career, countless people have fallen victim to his sword. Every time he added a ray of injustice to his hands, the old man's hostility increased.
, at this moment, the prince was so furious that he stabbed one person at a time, causing everyone to hear howls of ghosts and wolves.
Although he was old, the speed of the attack was extremely fast. With the roar of "Get away from me, king," King Zhenxi had already rushed to the back room where Ren Xiaozai's coffin was.
The red guards who pulled Song Yang were all loyal to Ren Churong, but this loyalty basically came from their respect for King Zhenxi. Now even if Fenglong Jingtai and the Uighur Khan came together, they would not retreat, but
The prince spoke out and took action, and they had to retreat.
The crowd moved aside and exposed Song Yang. King Zhenxi shouted again, and the sword in his hand drew an arc of obscenity and slashed down at his back angrily.
At this moment, Song Yang was just missing the last shot.
If you don't dodge the attack, if the silver needle pricks you, Xin Liang will be completely untied. The first kid wakes up and reunites with his family: he avoids the sword behind him, but the silver needle can't take action. The first kid continues to pretend to be dead, and digs the grave again three days later... Just like the same.
Four years ago, when he performed a caesarean section on a barbarian girl in the barren mountains and rivers, his hand was as steady as a rock. The silver needle in his hand stabbed out steadily.
Two things happened at the same time: Ren Xiaozai suddenly regained consciousness, and the new cold medicine was completely released: blood flashed out, the blade cut into his back, Song Yang was severely injured, and he fell hoarsely and wailed.
The princess's body was disturbed, and the death of his beloved daughter was left unharmed. The king of Zhenxi was furious and went crazy. He didn't even think about Song Yang's identity, let alone kill him with a knife. After cutting him over with the first blow, he drew the knife, raised it high, and the sword flashed.
Again, this time he aimed at Song Yang's neck. The prince wanted to use this beautiful head to commemorate his beloved daughter.
At the flash of lightning, King Zhenxi was about to swing his second slash. Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the side and grasped the blade regardless of the sharpness of the sword. Ren Churong was not as quick as her father, and she could not catch up and stop the first striker.
The knife, but she caught up and held the second chop: and in front of the father and daughter, another girl who had never been able to cry, laugh, run or jump again, just disappeared without warning.
He jumped up from the cold coffin, threw himself on Song Yang's body, and used his own body to block the second slash for him.
In the same moment, two things happened at the same time. Ren Churong held the sword with his bare hands: Ren Xiaorong
Jie Heshen protects Song Yang. Also, the same sentence comes from the mouths of the two women: Daddy is not allowed.
The King of Zhenxi never expected that Princess Chengneighbor would reach out and hold his knife, but what shocked him even more was that his seventh daughter suddenly came back to life. Even though he had experienced many battles and had seen life and death, facing such a huge change
, the prince was also stunned, with only confusion in his mind and no consciousness at all. The red guard also fell down for the most part on the spot. He was unprepared to witness a dead man flying out of the coffin, and he was still able to stand firmly.
not much.
From the beginning to the end, Xiao Zai was awake and she heard everything. At this moment, she just wanted to cry and ask Song Yang: Why didn't you hide?
Song Yang was seriously injured but still alive.
Lingque's inner energy was so strong that when he encountered a sharp blade, his back muscles reacted naturally. He tried his best to move the blade slightly to the side and avoided the fatal blow: no weapons could be carried in the mourning hall, otherwise it would be unknown. The Ruyi sword that never left his body was also destroyed.
The prince stayed in the dormitory. When he was angry, he didn't bother to run back to the room to retrieve it. He just snatched an ordinary steel knife from the hands of the guards in the mansion. In addition, even in the rage, the prince still withheld some strength in his hand, fearing that it would cause disaster.
Several reasons before and after the death of his beloved daughter combined to save Song Yang half of his life.
But now, Song Yang was seriously injured and dying, but he was still holding on and refused to faint. He reluctantly stretched out his hand to hold down the little boy.
Zhen's wrist, Xiao Zhan was already weak, he wanted to make sure that the process of pulling out Xinliang would not harm her, and soon, he grinned with an ugly smile: "It's done, it's okay, eat more and sleep more
..." Then, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at Ren Churong: "Show me the wound."
Cheng Lin was in a state of confusion. After hearing this, he squatted down completely subconsciously and spread his bloody hands in front of Song Yang's eyes.
Song Yang's voice was low: "It doesn't matter, I'll treat it for you. It won't leave any scars and it won't hurt." It wasn't until Song Yang mentioned the word "pain" that Ren Churong suddenly felt that it really hurt. It hurt all the way from his hands.
The pain in her heart made her want to cry and cry loudly. She tried to suppress her emotions and wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she realized that Song Yang had passed out.
Suddenly, a jingling sound came from behind, and the sword in King Zhenxi's hand fell to the ground. He tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Qiao: "You're alive? Okay, that's great, haha!" While laughing happily, the prince rolled his eyes,
He fainted as well.
From sadness to anger to happiness, his emotions changed drastically. The prince was physically strong, but he was not a tough person after all. It was normal for him to faint.
Ren Churong finally came back to his plan and sent out orders repeatedly, ordering everyone to call the doctor to save his father and Song Yang, comfort the guests, hastily bandaged his own wounds, and at the same time pretended to be surprised, and pulled the young prisoner into the bright light.
However, until now, she still doesn’t know why Song Yang came to “resurrection,” a small arrest.
As if the chaos was not enough, at this time, a sharp cry came from outside: "The imperial edict has arrived..." The princess died, and the emperor had to express his feelings, so he wrote a eulogy overnight and ordered the eunuch to deliver it.
, at the same time, word came over that the Long Live Society would come to the Hongbo Mansion to express condolences in person tomorrow morning, and the neighbors hurriedly welcomed him out.
The person who came to deliver the message was Eunuch Li. There was no need for him to run away for this kind of matter, but the "change" in the marriage was different from the information he initially delivered. The matter was complicated and it was difficult to rely on others to convey the message clearly, so he volunteered to discuss it.
For this errand, I personally came to Hongbo Mansion to present the matter to the princess.
During the meeting, before Eunuch Li could speak, the princess told everything about what had just happened in the palace. The princess was not dead. It was a false alarm. Naturally, there was no need to read out the eulogy. Eunuch Li was amazed and said with a smile.
"The princess' fragrance has not faded. She was moved by Wang Jia's tears and returned to the sun. This is a story that will last forever. Congratulations to the prince and the princess. I have to go in and kowtow to the princess..." Ren Churong frowned: "
Wang Jia?"
Eunuch Li smiled and said: "Well, Your Highness, the news that the old slave sent earlier is not difficult to calculate, but there is still some backstory about the marriage." Then, he told all the truth about the marriage, just talking about the marriage.
It’s not all over yet, Eunuch Li bought one and got one free, used Long Live as a matchmaker, and the neighbor’s betrothal to the Marquis Chang Chun also came...
When they returned to the mourning hall, Ren Churong's sacred oak was so weird that it could only be described as "weird." When the elders in the family saw that her complexion was different, they stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "My child, what's wrong?" Ren Churong raised his head and said,
He looked at his elders, and it seemed that he thought for a while before he recognized who the person in front of him was. He shook his head, put on a smile, and moved his mouth as if to say something. But before he could say anything, his body suddenly went limp and he fainted.
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That night, Princess Xuanji died suddenly in Hongbo Mansion, Song Yang's wailing corpse made a scene in the mourning hall, King Zhenxi drew his sword and slashed furiously, Ren Churong held the blade in his hand, and Ren Xiaozai died and was resurrected, creating a real mess.
In the end, Song Yang was seriously injured, the prince fainted, and his neighbor fainted and "frauded the corpse." The little catcher who came back was anxious, confused, and worried. He had no idea what was going on and was at a loss. He wished he could just swallow another mouthful of cold water and crawl back into the coffin.