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- A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
The battlefield was silent, and there was no more hustle and bustle.
The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, realizing the seriousness of the situation.
Gu Jiuling bowed his head three times to the son in front of him, then hugged him horizontally, his eyes were indifferent and calm.
"The order passed on, the crown prince was hit by an arrow, and Yu Yinshi died for the country."
After the sound went on, all the officers and men fell to their knees with mournful expressions on their faces, and performed the great gift of a monarch and minister from the bottom of their hearts, respectfully sending off the prince who failed to see the prosperity of Chang'an.
Your Highness, have a good trip——
Not far away, there stood quietly a young man wearing a black gauze hat and a black robe.
He stood still, his eyes reflected the kneeling generals and Gu Jiuling who was slowly walking towards him.
And, His Royal Highness the prince with his arms hanging in his arms.
This young master's face is very similar to Shen Yu's, the only difference is the demeanor of the two.
It turned out that it was Shen Cong who came.
After arriving in Miaojiang, Shen Congcai and the Anbu Jinyiwei quelled the rioting cat ghost, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Immediately there was a strange and incomparably uneasy feeling.
Shen Cong immediately twirled his fingers to deduce, and then saw the beacon fire all over the sky, and Shen Ting lying in a pool of blood.
Shocked, Shen Cong hurried to Jinling.
But after all, it was long overdue.
"Shen Yunzheit's because I didn't protect His Highness well." Gu Jiuling stopped in front of Shen Cong, lowered her eyes and said softly.
"I don't blame you, you did your best—for the sake of the southern border, you all did your best." Hugging Shen Ting, who was still warm, Shen Cong saw the long arrow on his chest, and his eyes moved.
Those long arrows suddenly turned into fluorescent lights and scattered.
Shen Cong looked at the northern border with calm eyes, as if he couldn't see a ray of sadness.
However, his voice was extremely hoarse and deep——
"Brother Huang, I will take you home."
According to historical records, in 1655 AD, the eleventh year of Emperor Jingyuan of the Tian Dynasty, on the ninth day of the first lunar month——
?Prince Shen Ting, together with Gu Jiuling, Marquis of Dingguo, led the soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty and the Gu family army, fought hard to kill the enemy soldiers of the Japanese pirates, and finally wiped them out on the banks of the Qinhuai River.
The corpses piled up in the river, the river was blocked, and the blood stained for a hundred days continued.
In the next few years, all the fish in the Qinhuai River had human bones in their stomachs.
?The army was victorious, Shen Ting was poisoned by a poisoned arrow, died in Yinshi, died heroically for the country, and died at the age of four.
? Qin Wang Shen Cong came in person, together with Gu Jiuling, led the army back to the court.
The bad news spread across the Central Plains, and Emperor Jing Yuan was deeply saddened, and ordered a national funeral for Prince Shen Xuan.
Throughout the whole country, white silk hangs high, and it will die in January.
On the seventh day in the middle of the first lunar month, the prince was buried in the coffin and buried in Shengling, posthumously titled Zhanghuai.
On this day, the sky was dark and boundless, and there was heavy snow in the void.
On this day, the residents of Chang'an, all civil and military officials, and even Emperor Jing Yuan came to see off the sleeping Highness.
Wearing hemp and filial piety, Shen Xiao walked quietly at the head of the funeral procession, holding Shen Ting's tombstone.
On both sides of the red sandalwood hall, there are Shen Cong and Shen Chao Fuling, whose eyes are red from crying—the two of them follow behind Shen Xiaoshi. Gu Jiuling and a group of soldiers followed behind those two again.
Looking at Shen Xiaoshi's thin and thin back, Shen Cong's eye sockets gradually turned red.
When he returned to Chang'an that day with the corpse of the emperor's brother, his sister-in-law fainted several times from crying, and even became pregnant-if the imperial physician hadn't been called in time, the only child of the emperor's brother might not have been saved.
In the past few days, Shen Xiao seldom rested, and kept guarding in the mourning hall.
She always said that Shen Yu's soul is still alive.
Shen Cong and Song Cheng discussed, and before Shen Yu's first seven days left, he summoned his soul and met with Shen Xiaoshi.
Shen Ting softly comforted Shen Xiaoshi who was crying so hard, and looked at Shen Cong with a smile.
"A Cong, my brother is going to the underworld. Take good care of your sister-in-law for my brother. My brother will bless you and the people in heaven."
After saying this, his soul was slowly taken away by the two messengers who rushed over.
After that, Shen Xiao never smiled again.
The mighty team arrived at Shengling, and everyone stopped.
The coffin was buried in the ground for a deep burial, and everyone mourned in silence.
Shen Cong looked at the newly erected tombstone, and slowly clenched his fists.
Brother Huang, let A Cong assist your nephew to fulfill the grand plans and wishes in your heart.
It turned out that Shen Cong had figured out early in the morning that the child in Shen Xiao's womb, is a baby boy - he is Shen Ting's only child, and also the only grandson of Emperor Jing Yuan.
After the team dispersed, Shen Xiao followed Shen Cong back and went straight to the East Palace.
Shen Cong remembered what Gu Jiuling had told him on Shen Ting's behalf, took down a secret letter from behind the plaque in the East Palace, stepped out, and returned to Qin Palace in a golden halo.
Yunzhai is in the middle.
Shen Cong read the letter at night by candlelight.
"Ah Cong personally said——
I am originally the mountain spirit of Mobei in Dajiang, and after condensing and forming, I often live in the mountains. He met Yun Qing many years ago, married him, settled in Central Plains, and gave birth to two sons, A Zhen and A Cong. As the heir apparent, Ah Yuan is not allowed to have both fish and bear's paws. Therefore, my relatives conferred the spirit veins of Ah Yu, and let him become the way of the king.
Shan Ling was born to be able to see everything in the world, pushing the past to the future. When A Cong was still in his womb, I watched the sky and deduced the fate of my son A Cong. Has the appearance of spiritual cultivation, and the appearance of a great emperor. The next sixteen years will be nothing special, and the noble person he meets sixteen years later will help A Cong turn his dangers into fortunes and soar all the way to the sky.
The celestial dynasty is full of ups and downs, and all fate is in the hands of those few people. I can't give away too many secrets, but I will mention one or two. Civil and military double songs are all in the Central Plains. After visiting the thatched cottage three times, he was ordered to go out of the mountain. Although heaven is jealous of talent, it will determine the world.
I know that monsters go their own way, which makes Chang Tian furious. Therefore, the end is approaching, and I will go when Ah Cong comes.
The land where I was born, there are evil spirits stationed in the northern desert, so I don't have to go there unless it's urgent.
I'm about to start writing, I think that A Cong was born different, and he was blessed with foreign objects to keep his life. The fate of the heavenly kingdom, the fate of the princes, are all predestined. "
After reading the letter, Shen Cong raised his eyes to look at the snow falling outside the window, and remained silent for a long time.
The queen mother knew early in the morning that he was from another world, and also counted the fate of the emperor's brother and herself early in the morning.
It turned out that she was actually a mountain spirit.
At such a moment, Shen Cong suddenly wanted to go to the northern Xinjiang desert to see the hometown of his mother.
But thinking of the monster mentioned in the letter, Shen Cong calmed down slowly.
Now is not the right time, when the prosperity of Chang'an comes and the dust settles, he will definitely set foot in the hinterland of the desert and visit the hometown of his mother.
Shen Cong folded the envelope, carefully put it into the system space, and began to review the paperwork overnight.
Hearing the sad news of Shen Ting that day, Emperor Jing Yuan hurt his heart and lungs, vomited a mouthful of blood, and passed out. There is no one to deal with the political affairs in the court, and all the princes are guarding the four directions. The only one who is still in Chang'an after being crowned king is Shen Cong, His Highness King Qin who worshiped Jin Yiwei.
Although in a few days, the second prince Shen Jue, King of Chu, and the third prince Shen Lin, King Qi will return from the frontier in accordance with the imperial decree, and come to assist Emperor Jing Yuan in controlling the government - but Shen Cong is the only one who handles political affairs right now.
So after deliberation by hundreds of officials, the memorial was stuffed into the Qin Palace. </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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