Chapter 1543: Time to rise

Zhu Feng turned his head and looked at him: "What is it, so anxious?"
Xiao Shunzi said out of breath: "Guo Gong, I have entered Beijing."
"Ok?"
Zhu Feng's eyebrows frowned, Nan Yan also raised his head, and the two of them subconsciously looked at each other, but Nan Yan immediately buried his face.
Zhu Feng said: "Didn't the Guo Duke leave Beijing a while ago? Why did he come back suddenly?"
Xiao Shunzi said: "I heard that the Grand Duke knew about the affairs of the palace and rushed to the funeral for the little princess."
"...Fun fun?"
Zhu Feng's heart sank slightly.
And Nan Yan, who was sitting next to him, even became lighter in his breathing, and all the voices in the entire Yikun Palace suddenly lost.
In fact, when they got up early in the morning, this was all they thought in their hearts.
The funeral of the little princess.
The little princess's coffin was still parked in the Taimiao, and today is the day when her coffin was sent to the imperial tomb.
Although everyone calls it "little princess", everyone knows that she was already a dead baby when she was born, and she did not have any title. In this way, she was regarded as a big ominous. As an emperor, Zhu Feng is absolutely not Can go to the funeral for such a child.
And the little princess's mother Feng Qianyan has been executed, and her mother's family has been convicted one after another, so her funeral should not be handled in a big way.
Zhu Feng just asked Grandpa Yu to do it.
However, he didn't expect that when he knew about this, he rushed back to attend the funeral of the little princess.
Zhu Feng couldn't go, but the ministers could still go. There was even news early in the morning that He Yi took some courtiers to see him off.
Xiao Shunzi whispered again: "Hui Concubine and the others have also passed."
"..."
When Nan Yan heard it, her breath sank again.
But seeing Zhu Feng was silent, only a faint light flashed in his eyes.
Nan Yan thought for a while, and said softly: "The emperor should not come forward today, but as a noble concubine and the assistant to the sixth house, he should also come and have a look at this time."
Zhu Feng looked up at her: "You want to go there?"
"Yes."
"This matter, you don't need to come forward."
"Feng Qianyan's incident was caused by his concubine, and the concubine should also come and have a look."
"But your body—"
"Please rest assured, the emperor, my concubine is much better."
Hearing her say this, Zhu Feng was still a little hesitant, and Nan Yan had already got up and knelt down to him: "Please, the emperor's permission."
"..."
Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng finally sighed lightly, and then said: "Then you promise me, I will come back after a look, don't-worry too much."
Hearing these words, Nan Yan's heart moved slightly.
But she immediately said: "Concubine abides by the order."
After speaking, she immediately let people clean up, Zhu Feng exhorted a few more words, let Ran Xiaoyu and the others follow her well, and went back to the Imperial Study Room, and Nan Yan asked Ran Xiaoyu and the others to serve themselves and put on formal Clothes, went to Taimiao.
Along the way, I felt the howling of the cold wind.
Fortunately, Taimiao was not far from the palace, and the carriage stopped shortly after it had gone. Before Nan Yan could reach out and open the curtains, the curtains were blown into the air by a gust of wind.
Nan Yan saw the flags fluttering on the two walls of Taimiao, hunting in the wind.
There are also guards lined up outside.
If I remember correctly, they were all soldiers brought by General Xu Shifeng.
It was originally a quiet and solemn place, but in the sound of the wind, there were some human voices, and it sounded bad, as if arguing about something.
Ran Xiaoyu and the others got out of the carriage and walked down with Nan Yan.
As soon as I stood still, I saw this smooth and clean avenue under my feet, clean and spotless, as white as a white trainer, leading straight to the front.
The little princess's coffin stopped in the side hall on the left front.
A group of people were standing at the door of the Piandian.
The arguing in the wind that I just heard seemed to be they were talking.
Ran Xiaoyu craned her neck and glanced at it, and said, "It's Duke Cheng and some officials from the court."
"Oh?"
Nan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
At the first glance, she saw in the crowd a man dressed in white, with a graceful body and a sense of banal.
She asked: "Is that—?"
The person turned his back to them. Ran Xiaoyu only felt familiar. After looking carefully for a long time, he said softly, "Is it Master Heyi?"
"Oh?"
Everyone around was taken aback.
Ever since He Yi followed Zhu Feng into office, they saw him already dressed in an official mansion, with an old and respectful appearance. Almost everyone had forgotten his identity before he became an official.
Today, he was wearing a snow-white robe, and there was a sense of ecstasy in Huamei. This was a dress he hadn't had in a long time, and it shocked Nan Yan's mind.
Suddenly, it seemed to be back to the beginning.
Nan Yan was silent for a while before saying, "Go and see."
"Yes."
Ran Xiaoyu supported her, followed by Aunt Tongyun and Nianqiu, listening to Fu and they opened the way in front, and in a while they walked to the door of the side hall.
Here, Cheng Guo Gong Wu Yingqiu and He Yi stood face to face.
Behind each of them, there were some officials who were close to them, all talking one after another.
He Yi smiled and said: "Unexpectedly, the country's father is also back."
Cheng Guogong Wu Yingqiu looked at the beautiful crane clothes in front of him, and smiled and said: "The old man has heard about the major events in the palace, so he has almost arrived in Henan and hurriedly turned back. He did not expect to meet the crane here Master Yi."
He Yi smiled and said: "I am here specially to see off the princess."
Wu Ying begged: "That's right."
"..."
"The old man also rushed back to see off the princess."
"..."
"Let the old man go in first and give the princess a stick of incense."
He said, he had to go inside.
But when he was about to lift his feet, he saw Heyi walking away, and he stood in front of him again. He only smiled. Wu Yingqiu's face also kept a smile, but those old eyes showed There was a cold light: "Master Heyi, what? Are you unwilling to let the old man in?"
He Yi smiled and said, "How dare you."
"..."
"It's just that the hour is almost coming. If the Duke wants to go in again, I'm afraid it will miss the time for the little princess to wake up."
"The old man just puts on a stick of incense, very soon."
"But, time matters."
"Master Crane!"
Having said this, Wu Yingqiu's face sank, and he said coldly: "You have been obstructing it over and over again, so why, are you not letting the old man go in for the little princess?"
"This-- how dare you."
He Yi only smiled, but he didn't give up at all.
At this moment, Huifei Wu Wan's cold voice came from nearby: "Then you still don't let go!"