Chapter 347

Smell speech, Pinghua carry in the hand of the food box fell to the ground, that black bowl of soup from the food box flow out, and the white snow formed a sharp contrast.

In a flash, the whole hall howled.

That night, the whole palace was filled with mourning.

In the Imperial City, there are five steps and one sentry, ten steps and one sail.

Renshou hall crawls on the pure stone xumizuo, surrounded by white stone railings, double eaves with yellow glazed tiles, and Golden Dragon and sparrow sculptures under the corridor. It looks solemn and dignified.

In the hall, listening to the emperor's throne, there are guards and guards, and the palace people's ethereal cry comes from inside.

The drizzle is endless, and the light of the palace lantern made of colored glass is faint.

The flag swayed in the wind, and all the people in white were offering incense to the throne in the hall. Xuanjue and King Xuan knelt left and right respectively.

"King Xuan, you are weak. You can go down and have a rest." Xuanjue took a look and turned pale.

King Xuan had been kneeling on his knees for a long time, and he was very happy with his command. He immediately said, "please, your highness."

With that, he cleared his throat and retreated with a sad face.

The ministers of the left and right had finished offering incense, and they invited the monk of Guoguang temple to read the Buddhist scriptures. Because the abbot of Guoguang temple had a close relationship with the German imperial concubine, and the abbot was a monk, he was spared the death penalty. However, he had to accompany the ancient Buddha all his life, and he could not come out without permission.

"Your Highness, the concubines in the harem have been settled. The emperor's funeral day, do we still have this palace banquet?"

Because it took seventy-seven and forty-nine days to do this ritual, but it was less than thirty days before the end of the new year. So Jing An asked.

Xuanjue walked out of the hall, looking at the drizzle floating outside, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's only ten days to do this ritual. My father didn't like extravagance before he died. He told the prince and concubine that this Palace Banquet should not be extravagant. If possible, it should be a vegetarian banquet."

"Yes, I'm going to tell the princess."

"You stop!" Xuanjue suddenly called Jing'an, "those people can have a good life to deal with?"

Those people, of course, refer to Jing'an who followed the emperor and the concubines in the palace.

Jing An looked around and saw that there was no one in the room. He whispered in his ear and said, "don't worry, your royal highness. Everything is in order."

"All right, you go!"

"Yes."

As soon as he left, xuanjue turned back and entered the hall of mourning, and her face was filled with sadness.

"My royal highness, I beg your pardon Some courtiers comforted him.

Xuanjue immediately saluted back: "my father is very peaceful. I know my father doesn't like extravagance, so I can finish this dharma ten days later. You can go to the side hall to have a rest. Next afternoon I will meet you and burn some Scriptures for my father."

"His Royal Highness's filial piety can move heaven and earth." There are ministers who bow their hands.

Xuanjue said goodbye, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and asked people to take these people to the side hall.

Zhao Qixiu and Zhao Qiwu also came over, but they didn't say anything more. They just saluted his Royal Highness the prince and went to the side hall to rest with them.

After a while, the hall can only hear the sound of chanting scriptures and knocking wooden fish, xuanjue looked back, thin lips light pursed, the corner of his mouth rose a little radian.

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