Chapter 115: Xie Yaoye

On the day of the burial of Du Taishi, both sides of the funeral road were filled with road sacrifices from various families.
Some literati who received the favor of Du Jia spontaneously put on coarse linen and followed the funeral procession to send spirits. After the Du family, people cried and described haggardness, and they almost relied on the help of their servants to barely move.
Some people wrote sacrifices, some were sent off on the side of the road, and even some of the envoys of other countries who had not left the capital also put sacrifices on the side of the road.
Hualili is wearing a white dress, without a little bead on her body, and the green silk is bundled with a few silver hairpins. The road festival set by Huajia is very close to the road offering set by the Princess Chang's Mansion in Shun'an. Hualili saw Jia Min's expression haggardly, and guessed that she had accompanied Du Xiuying in Du Fu all night, and walked to her and asked, "I haven't slept all night Can it be carried?"
"I'm fine." Jia Min sighed: "Cousin Du has lost a whole circle in the past half month."
Hua Liuli pursed her lips and said nothing. Farewell to life, even if you are rich and wealthy, you cannot escape.
It didn't take long for the sound of mourning to come, and Hua Liuli knew that this was the funeral procession.
The paper money was flying all over the sky, and the eight diamonds carried the coffin, stopping every now and then. When the coffin stopped, the filial sons and grandchildren had to kneel down and pay tribute.
Du Xiuying's father cried back and cried, staggering forward holding the sign, and even passing the altars of various roads, he didn't take his thanks.
But at this time, no one would pursue Master Du's rudeness. They paid a salute to Du Taishi's coffin, then grabbed a string of gold ingots and lit them in the sacrificial pot: "Congratulations to Du Taishi, wish you a happy life in the future Shuangquan, Jixing shines."
It was Hualili’s third brother Hua Changkong who ignited the gold ingots because he was the most educated person in the flower family. Hua Yingting felt that letting the son who was admitted to the first prize came to burn the gold ingots, Master Tai would be happy. a little.
"Sister Du." Hua Liuli saw Du Xiuying who was standing still in the Du family funeral procession. She worried: "Please take care."
Du Xiuying blessed Hua Liuli in silence, followed silently in the line, and slowly went away.
The literati who followed followed weeping silently, making the funeral look vigorous.
There are so many people who can really cry after death.
Even though she was used to life and death, Hua Liuli felt a little depressed. She looked at the paper money falling on the ground, shrugged her shoulders, and went back to the house to change her clothes. She said to Hua Changkong: "Six brothers, I went out with Jia Min."
"At a young age, don't be feeble." Hua Changkong patted Hua Liuli's hair, and "started up."
"Oh." Hua Liuli went out to find Jia Min who had changed clothes. "Come on, I will accompany you to the tea shop."
As soon as Lord Xie Yao entered the city, the carriage greeted the funeral procession. The folks have rules and must not collide with the funeral procession. This is called rushing and will bring bad luck to people.
He didn't expect to encounter such a thing as soon as he arrived in Beijing, and quickly let Xie Jiama team avoid.
Lifting the curtains of the carriage, Lord Xie Yao found that there were many literati in the funeral procession, and he was a bit puzzled. Could it be that those who died were highly respected?
Looking at the paper money flying all over the sky, and the soul-sending streamers held in the funeral procession, Lord Xie Yao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and always felt that this was not a good sign.
Otherwise, why not sooner or later, just when he entered Beijing, encountered such a burial team?
When the funeral procession walked away, Lord Xie Yao took off his handkerchief covering his mouth and nose, and said in a dumb voice: "Go and find out, who's funeral is this."
The little man who soon asked about the news came back: "Grandpa, just now, it was Mr. Du's spirit coffin."
"Du Songwen?" Lord Xie Yao was stunned for a long time before sighing, "I didn't expect it to be him."
At that time, he and Du Songwen were officials of the same dynasty, but because of their political disagreements, their friendship was not very good. At that time, there was a saying in Dajin, that is, South Xie Beidu. Their Xie family has a high reputation among Southern literati. The Du family is very influential in the capital and surrounding states.
Emperor Xian died of illness. After his majesty ascended the throne today, he proposed to his majesty the ritual of rebuilding Jin Dynasty. Angrily, he resigned and returned to the south, and he has never stepped on the capital since then.
Unexpectedly, after nearly three decades, when I returned to this place, the first news I got was that the old rival was dead.
Unfortunately, Du Songwen's sons are mediocre. When he died, the Du family wanted to continue to maintain the status of a scholar in the north, I am afraid it will be difficult.
Thinking of this, Lord Xie Yao was in a good mood again, and the Du family fell down, which was a good opportunity for them to thank the family. It is a pity that Xie Yao was useless and failed to marry the prince, otherwise the Xie family could also take advantage of this opportunity to develop its influence to the side of the capital.
The carriage drove directly to Princess Leyang’s palace. Xie Yao’s old age was almost high. He almost didn’t take a good rest in order to get on the road. He supported Xiao Xiao’s arm and walked down the carriage stiffly. The guards stopped.
"Old gentleman, this is the Princess's Mansion.
"The old deceased is a person from the Xie family in the south. He heard that the owner was seriously ill and came to visit.
"Are you Xie's family?" The guard's guard looked at Xie Yao with an indifferent attitude. "Sorry, your majesty has orders, no one can enter the princess's palace. If the old gentleman is really Xie's family, you can ask your majesty to take your majesty's order Go in."
"Thank you little brother for telling me." Lord Xie Yao politely arched his hands, turned back to the carriage, and his face sank instantly.
Emperor Changlong put house owner and Princess Leyang under house arrest. It seems that His Majesty's aversion to Xie's family has exceeded his brother and sister's feelings with Princess Leyang.
Lord Xie Yao went to Dali Temple again, and the result was the same. Dali Temple prevented him from visiting Xie Yao.
He couldn't help him for a while, so he had to take the people to stay in the inn, and then please his former colleagues, hoping that they could find a way to meet his majesty.
It's a pity that he didn't come to Beijing for thirty years. There were very few friends who had made good friends, old, sick, dead, who could speak for him.
When people go to tea and cool, he hasn't been an official in the court since long ago. These people are obviously afraid of being related to their Xie family and being implicated in the assassination of the prince.
Lord Xie Yao had no choice but to give gifts and ask for help, and he gave up his old face before he got in touch with Huo Shangshu Cao Jinbo.
When Cao Jinbo took part in the imperial examinations in the past, Lord Xie Yao was the deputy examiner for that year's imperial examinations, barely regarded as a "friendship between teachers and students."
Hearing Xie Yao's explanation, Cao Jinbo said: "Mr. Xie Lao's success, the junior is willing to send you in, but your majesty is willing to see you, the junior cannot guarantee."
"Senior Cao is willing to send the concert to the old man for the old man. The old man is very grateful." Lord Xie Yao was relieved. His majesty was a man who loved the old man. Even if he complained to the family, he would see him after seeing the mantra. one side.
Out of Shangshufu, Lord Xie Yao looked at the prosperous city that was not like that in his memory, and waved his hand to let the little man who helped him get on the carriage: "The old man wanted to walk around and see, you let the carriage follow."
When he left the capital at that time, His Majesty had just ascended the throne for less than a year. Because the first emperor favored the demon princess and built a palace for the demon concubine, causing the city to be smoldering, everyone was in danger.
In this capital city, people come and go. From time to time, foreigners with different hair and skin colors can be seen. The clothes that ordinary people wear are also bright. There are laughter and laughter everywhere, and it is very lively.
Unlike the South, the women here are more bold and even more dressed than the South women. Near the beginning of summer, some women wear beautiful gauze, and the shape of their arms is looming under the gauze.
Lord Xie Yao frowned, and the woman was still gentle and pretty.
"Sister Du, you are so bored at home every day, it's bad for your health."
"Yes, Cousin Du, the tea house here has a beautiful scenery. Sitting on the second floor by the window, the view downstairs is unobstructed. When you see the beautiful young man, you can throw a handkerchief on his head or throw it away. A few flowers, it’s also fun to see them look helpless."
Which girl is this so rude?
Xie Yao's brow furrowed even tighter, and she saw a few beautifully dressed girls, surrounded by a woman in plain clothes and silver hairpins, who laughed and laughed and did not shy away from outside men passing by.
But only thirty years later, have these women in the capital been like this?
He clutched his chest, breathless.
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Hua Liuli was persuading Du Xiuying to come out and see that an old man on the roadside was holding his chest and panting. He quickly called for some iris for some medicine: "Iris, take a look for this old man."
"Anxious and angry, the liver is too strong." Iris glanced at it and took a pill to the old man: "Old man, when you are your age, you should pay attention to not being angry and unhappy. You must relax your mind."
Looking at the old lady wearing satin silk satin, it is not like a person who lacks food and clothes, why is his temper still so big?
Lord Xie Yao pinched the unknown pill, but he didn't come up in a single breath and rolled his eyes with his head up.
"Hey, you old man's temper is too great." Iris simply fed the pill directly into the mouth of the old man, only to see him look better gradually, only to say, "Old man, what is going on slowly, the gas is sick. Replacement."
Xie Yaoye said with a straight face: "Thank you." After that, after looking at them, a few girls in Chinese clothes smiled and turned to sit in the carriage.
He could no longer watch the bold behavior of these women in the capital, and he was afraid that he could not stand it anymore.
Lord Xie Yao waited for two more days in the inn, and finally waited for the news that His Majesty was willing to summon him. Early the next morning, he put on clean clothes and hurriedly entered the palace.
It is a pity that he went too early, and Emperor Changlong did not go down.
"Master Xie, you haven't entered the palace for many years. The old slave walks around with you." Zhao Sancai entertained Xie Yao diligently. If it were not for him, he would run into the wall at the entrance of Princess Leyang. The person will be His Majesty.
"Then there is a father-in-law." Xie Yao dare not offend the beside Emperor Changlong, only to follow his words.
"You are too polite." Zhao Sancai called several eunuchs to the palace, and accompanied him to Ye Xie Yao to the Royal Garden.
There are a lot of prosperity in the capital, but the royal palace is still what it was 30 years ago. The high palace wall, respectful and prudent palace people, and the imperial garden with colorful butterflies flying around.
When the first emperor was alive, because the demon princess loved peonies alone, the entire garden was planted with various peonies. Over the past thirty years, there have been a lot fewer peonies in the Royal Garden and more other flowers.
Lord Xie Yao did not go far, he heard a pair of men and women intimate laughter.
"His Royal Highness, this flower is the most beautiful flower in the entire Royal Garden. I gave it to you."
"You lie, this is not the best look at all. I clearly saw a more beautiful one. Will you give it to me?"
"where?"
"Just in my eyes."
Lord Xie Yao stopped and turned to look at Zhao Sancai. Which prince is this, so dare to talk so frivolously with the woman in the Royal Garden?
Zhao Sancai buried his head a little lower, and His Highness didn't go up to the court today!
"Your Highness is wrong, the most beautiful flower is clearly in my eyes."
"Then I give it to you, you give it to me, okay?"
"Okay..."
"Cough cough cough." Lord Xie Yao couldn't hear it. He coughed a few times, reminding the young couple who were in love in the garden, and there were others beside him.
"Zhao Sancai?" The prince protruded from behind the rockery and wore a half-open peony on the jade crown. "Why didn't you wait by the father and emperor today?"
"The old slave has seen the Crown Prince and the Lord of Fukushou." Zhao Sancai smiled. "Your Majesty summoned the grandfather of the Xie family today. The old slave was ordered to wait in the palace."
"Xie family's grandfather?" The prince took off the peony on the jade crown, turned to hold Huali's hand, put the peony on her side, and then nodded with satisfaction, "My family's glaze is really beautiful and fragrant. you."
Is this frivolous young man the current prince?
Lord Xie Yao looked at the girl the prince was holding. Wasn't this one of the group of girls he saw on the street two days ago?
Zhao Sancai called her Lord Fushou County. Is she the future prince? !
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