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    ? Volume 9 Decisive Battle at the Top of the Forbidden 317 Ma Xilai

    The courtyard of the Yang family is very lively. Once you enter the gate, drums and cymbals are played in the left wing room, and the doors and windows are opened in all directions. A group of old Taoists wearing yellow beam Taoist crowns and black Taoist robes are walking on seven-star steps with dust whisks in their hands.  There are words in his mouth, and he is doing something for Wei Guogong, bless him with immortality, so that he can ascend to the Taixu Wonderland as soon as possible.

    These people are Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple. Because of their status as Taoist officials, ordinary people cannot be invited.  The Lord personally led the top ten disciples, and he came to the door on his own initiative without being invited.

    In the right side room are missionaries such as Jacobs and Huozhe Yasan. The executives are old and are quite repulsed by Western monks doing rituals, so they have arranged the place and never went in again. I don¡¯t know how these Western monks do it.  , I only know that they are praying for some angel to lead their master to heaven, a very beautiful place.

    Seeing that they don't have magic tools, and they can't compare with the ostentation of Buddhism and Taoism, they only said that they took the opportunity to fight the autumn wind, and they despised them very much.  Let them go.

    Directly opposite, the main hall where Yang Ling used to meet foreigners has now been converted into a mourning hall.  A row of white paper lanterns hangs under the eaves, and when you look up, you can see a huge black "Dian" character.

    The mourning hall is solemn. The front is a white curtain that reaches to the sky. The black lacquered coffin is placed behind the curtain, with only one head exposed. There is no one in the coffin, only a set of clothes worn by Yang Ling.

    There is a line of block letters on the upper part of the curtain: "Wen Chengwu Dewei Guogong Yang Qiangu".  Hanging on both sides of the curtain are elegiac couplets sent by the princes and officials in Beijing, and the walls on the left and right are full of sacrificial scrolls.  , The inscriptions are varied, the left is sent by the princes and princes headed by Zhu Gang, the Duke of Cheng, and the right is sent by the civil and military officials headed by the three major scholars and the six ministers.

    The content is nothing more than something like "sound and appearance", "immortality", "style and style".  Incense burner, offering fruit.

    Cigarettes curled up in the mourning hall, and the expensive sandalwood wood burning in the copper furnace crackled, and the rich cigarette smoke curled up, making the mourning hall foggy.  Eighteen eminent monks chanting scriptures had retreated to the corridor to drink tea and rest. On the mourning hall, Han Youniang, Yutangchun, Xuelimei and Yang Ling's nephew Yang Yunlong were lined up on the right side.

    Tang Yixian was also dressed in plain clothes, and Han Wei and his wife were facing the guests who came to worship with red and swollen eyes.  Maids and maidservants tiptoely exchange incense, cut candle stubs, burn gold, silver and paper, servants serve tea and water, and the flow of people is continuous but silent.

    Han Youniang was dressed in white, with a jute waistcoat and a hemp rope tied around her waist. She knelt before the coffin, telling her to pray whenever she was told, and to stop whenever she was told. Her eyes were empty, as if she had lost her soul.  .

    Only two years have passed since the good times. Although Xianggong is away all year round, she knows that he has her in his heart and has always loved her deeply.  Xianggong is now an extremely personable minister, and he is already extremely prominent, but he has always respected and loved her, the Orion daughter who is ordinary in appearance and humble in status compared with the concubines.

    Although Xianggong is on the go, she has him in her heart, so she is steadfast and sweet, and now, after only two years of giving her the greatest happiness, God has cruelly taken it back.  Two years ago, when she held a funeral for her husband, she still didn't know the taste of love. Although she was crying bitterly, it was mainly a kind of instinct for a wife, but this time, her heart was hollowed out.

    The plain candles are bleak, the wind is bleak, the paper is fluttering, and the white flowers are swaying.  Yutangchun and Xuelimei were completely naked, their tears were broken, their crying voices were hoarse, their faces were bleak, like pear blossoms with rain, they couldn't cry anymore, and they didn't dare to cry anymore, because Han Youniang had been there for three whole days, that's all.  Kneeling here motionless and guarding the spirit, like a clay sculpture, she neither shed nor cried, nor made a sound, and no one dared to irritate her any more.

    Others wanted to persuade, but no matter what you said, she turned a deaf ear to it. Tang Yixian had no choice but to quietly invite the emperor, but she seemed to have no knowledge of the emperor at all. As a result, after Zhengde persuaded her for a long time, she remained silent, which annoyed Zhengde.  Howled.  The emperor is crying, can I not cry?  As a result, Liu Jin and Ma Yongcheng had no choice but to cry loudly while forcing the wailing Emperor Zhengde out.

    Seeing that the young mother's complexion was getting worse and worse, Yu Tangchun brought the young master in his arms, trying to impress her with the child.  Han Youniang took the baby, breastfeeded it mechanically, and then handed it over to the mother, without saying a word during the whole process.  Not only are Yutangchun and Xuelimei grieved over the loss of their husband, but they are also more and more worried about the situation of their young mother.

    Kneeling motionless for three whole days, neither eating nor drinking??, fortunately, the servant is in Sanggangou, and invited a master who knows how to marry ghosts, Luo Huaman. According to Master Luo, the family does not need to change into a happy color, and everything follows the normal steps of getting married. The real key lies in them  With the talismans and incantations of the ghost matchmaker, the executive was relieved.

    In fact, this Luo Huaman is a trickster. He really understands the steps and rituals of marriage in the dark, but it is a marriage between a dead man and a dead man. Let him arrange it. In the end, the lie is fulfilled, and the woman's bones are removed from the grave.  Get up and complete the grave with the man, and you're done.  As for the marriage between the living and the dead, he had also heard it said, but he didn't understand it.

    Although he doesn't understand, he is very courageous. He is the only one who can marry ghosts in ten miles and eight towns.  The Yang family paid a lot of money.

    Under his arrangement, the entire Yang Mansion was covered in silver, the mourning hall was filled with cigarettes, and drums, chimes, bells and cymbals were used for crossing.  Outside the gate, there was the sound of locks, and a red sedan chair, surrounded by lay family members dressed in red, descended to the gate.

    Although the weather was bad and the wind was cold and swift, there were quite a few people outside the gate to congratulate each other.  Gao Wenxin is a local, everyone's surname is Gao, and she has some relatives, and the people who have been favored by her have traveled dozens of miles to come to congratulate.

    Next to the sedan chair was a white horse, and immediately sat a young scholar, who was so handsome that the big girls and young wives in the village saw him, their eyes were spitting fire, and they wished they could swallow him in one bite.  He was wearing a number one scholar robe, a number one scholar hat, a big red flower cross on his chest, and Yang Ling's tablet in his arms. It was Tang Yixian who disguised himself as a man and married his righteous brother.

    "Stop, stop," Luo Huaman stammered to stop the team, grabbed a handful of yellow rice from the bowl, sprinkled it in the sky, and said in a loud voice, "Yangling Yangling, I know your name, God  The high road is far away, you go thousands of miles, the beautiful wife enters the door, and the heroic spirit comes to see you~~~~".

    "Clah la la la la", the copper bell in his hand just shook a few times, and a dusty yellow puma rushed out from the right side, and there was no one in front of the Yang family's gate.  The avenues that go straight out are all turned on the right.  Yang Hu and his wife were in a hurry to ride their horses back then, when they got there, a beautiful horse immediately moved, and then turned around.

    The same is true for the knight on the horse. The horseman stood up, black smoke billowed under his feet, as if the horse was flying through the clouds, and then the horse turned around.  Clouds of dust also rolled over.

    The fans were furious, and the people who pushed away the congratulatory gifts surrounded them angrily. The people on horseback kept their waists together, and then they straightened their waists and sat up straight.

    He saw Chuichuida at the door and a sedan chair parked beside him, he couldn't help being startled, and immediately said in horror and anger: "I just died, my bones are not cold, who wants to remarry?"

    These words were so powerful that the drums and trumpets stopped immediately, and everyone stared at him dumbfounded.  Some folks who knew Yang Ling suddenly found that this monster with a stubble, a man and a horse, and a body covered in gray dirt seemed to have just emerged from the ground, and it looked like the dead Duke Wei.  What he just said, suddenly let out a shrill scream: "Ghost!"

    At present, 70% of the 10% of the people left, and the remaining 10% fainted from shock, and 20% reacted slowly. The fans drew their swords out of their sheaths, trembling.  After looking at it twice, he couldn't help laughing and said, "An immortal?"

    Tang Yixian stared at him, his teeth chattering, his body seemed to be wobbling, and he said clearly: "You you youWhy are you really here?"

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    This volume is the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City. Since it is a decisive battle, some friends asked if it was the last volume. I just said: the title of the next volume has been decided, and it is called Baiyitianxia^_^

    I was scared to death last night. After coding, I selected the coded text to see the word count. I accidentally pressed a number, swiped the floor, and the screen was empty.  , Khan came down, at that time, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, and he looked like a young mother and younger sister.  Then I came to my senses, trembling to press cancel to type, the content came back, and then I let out a long breath: "I was scared to death", and then I lit a cigarette hard to suppress the shock:) (Remember the website address:  www.hlnovel.com
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