Zhou Ning and his ministers stood outside the tomb passage, watching King Qin talking to himself alone in front of the tomb.

The atmosphere was a bit solemn.

When the King of Qin knelt down and worshiped, Huang Wei wiped his eyes and lamented: "Zitai is a child who has a hard life. He has had a hard life since he was a child. When he grows up, he has to work hard to conquer the country. Now he is almost thirty, and he has not lived in peace for a few days.

day……"

The corner of Han Ji's mouth twitched, and Luo Cai beside him whispered: "Without the suffering of the past, how could we have ruled the world today? This is destiny!"

Han Ji deeply agreed.

Ah Liang and Li Lao'er stood beside their mother. Li Lao'er suddenly raised his head and asked, "Mom, can grandpa hear what Aye is saying?"

Zhou Ning pointed to his chest. "Your grandfather is in your heart, so he can hear it."

Many times, what the living say to the dead are not meant for themselves?

Li Laoer nodded, "Oh! But I also remember you and Aye!"

This baby!

Zhou Ning has black lines all over his head.

At this time, King Qin turned around and came over.

"Is this the end?"

The officials of the Ministry of Rites are really full of evil things.

Because honoring the emperor was a posthumous title, and the King of Qin did not offer sacrifices as an emperor, there were some problems with etiquette. In order to find etiquette that could withstand scrutiny, these officials spent several days in the pile of old papers, but it was all useless at this moment.

superior.

"Isn't the sacrifice a serious matter?" Wang Lao Er muttered.

Every year when offering sacrifices to his parents, Wang Lao Er is the simplest. He prepares a few dishes or a pig's head, prepares a few glasses of wine, lights a few sticks of incense, talks to his parents for a long time, and the whole thing is done.

This approach coincides with that of King Qin.

King Qin walked over slowly, "Let's go."

He didn't say where he was going. Zhou Ning took his two children, and Huang Wei followed behind with his wife and children.

The group of people headed to the Huang family's tomb nearby.

Huang's tomb looks very simple, just a dirt bag and a thin stone tablet.

However, the area around the tomb was neatly cleaned, and the grass on the tomb looked very short, indicating that it had only been repaired a while ago.

"Sister!"

As soon as he saw the tomb, Huang Wei burst into tears, knelt down and cried, "Sister, I'm here, brother is here to see you!"

King Qin stood on the side and watched his uncle beating his chest and crying.

Mrs. Zhao and her two children knelt down to salute.

The stone tablet is a bit mottled, and it seems that the stone is not of good quality.

However, the word "Fengyi" is relatively clear, but the yellow word is a bit blurry.

"...I found the child, the child you miss so much!"

Huang Wei cried for a long time. King Qin was worried that his body could not bear it, so he tried to persuade him.

Then offer sacrifices.

The King of Qin personally offered incense and wine, and then cleaned the tombs and tombstones.

A servant followed, but Qin Ze glared at him.

Didn’t you see that all the people guarding the tomb were standing by and not moving?

King Qin took a hatchet and cut the short, yellow grass bit by bit.

He knelt on the grave and moved little by little. Zhao wanted to help, but Huang Wei stopped her and said, "Let him do it."

"My nephew will be the emperor soon!" Zhao said in a low voice.

"The emperor was also born to his mother. My sister was willing to drink poisonous wine for him. Today, when he comes, he should be filial to his mother."

It took more than an hour to clean the grave.

Next is the stone tablet.

King Qin's hands were cut with many cuts by dead grass, and he looked at the lake of blood.

Zhou Ning came over with a wooden basin filled with water, washed the cloth and handed it to King Qin.

King Qin took the cloth and gently wiped the tombstone.

Gradually, the yellow characters became clearer and clearer. Under the moisture of the water, they seemed to be written in thick ink.

He scrubbed it several times, and his hands were bleeding, but he didn't seem to notice.

King Qin touched the stone tablet with both hands, and blood flowed on the words.

He said softly:

"Auntie, I'm here to see you."

…

Shu land.

Since arriving in Shu, the Supreme Emperor has become more and more unscrupulous.

Fine wine, beauties, singing and dancing...it's like they are enjoying themselves like a vicious man.

But the emperor was very busy.

"He was busy wooing the big families in Shu, busy wooing officials from all over the country, and busy wooing the dignitaries who came from Chang'an."

Wei Zhong raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

He had nothing to do today, so he came to see Huang Chunhui for a drink.

It's early winter, the weather is cold, and Huang Chunhui's internal problems seem to be acting up.

The Huang family lived in a cramped place in Shu, and the place where Huang Chunhui entertained guests was the dining hall where the whole family ate.

The drinks were okay. Although the Huang family was in dire straits, they still had money for drinks.

Huang Chunhui coughed a few times and took a sip of wine, when Huang Lu came in carrying a charcoal basin.

"Aye, drink less."

Huang Lu placed the charcoal basin at her father's feet and smiled apologetically at Wei Zhong.

Huang Chunhui said: "I should have gone a long time ago. Since I don't go, it shows that God will not accept it. Then you should eat and drink. When you need to be angry, you will curse, and when you need to cry, you will howl."

Wei Zhong smiled and said: "An Xin, that person won't dare to attack you again."

"Now he wants to leave a way out for himself, but who knows!"

Huang Chunhui looked at his son, "When the time comes...if something goes wrong, please take care of my family."

"You can rest assured." Wei Zhong said: "Last time he wanted to kill you, but he only dared to pretend to be a thief. This shows that he is afraid of the King of Qin. As long as the King of Qin returns to Chang'an, he may not be able to sleep peacefully at night.

How can I still remember you?"

"My whole family is his hostage." Huang Chunhui picked up a bean and chewed it slowly, "When people are old, they eat food that was tasteless when they were young, but they feel the taste is strong. Why do you think this is so?

?”

Wei Zhong said: "It's just that I don't want to give up."

"Yes, reluctant to give up!" Huang Chunhui put down Kuai Zi, "Now he is recruiting troops in Shu, and he is still dreaming of counterattack."

"The King of Qin destroyed Shi Ni and should have returned to Chang'an."

"How long will it take for him to attack Southern Zhou again after he comes back?"

"This... but after all, father and mother cannot share the same hatred!" Wei Zhong said.

"Another person might have returned to Chang'an right away, but he is different. When he was in northern Xinjiang, the first time I paid attention to him was because of his outstanding overall situation. Others only cared about their own career, but he was able to stand high.

, thinking about planning for Northern Xinjiang and the Tang Dynasty, this is the pattern..."

Huang Chunhui pointed to the direction of the emperor's station with his kuaizi, "That person has no structure, so he ended up in this situation today. In the eyes of King Qin, the world comes first, and personal hatred comes second. Only in this way can he have the image of a king.

.Except for the King of Qin, all the others are just wearing monkeys and wearing crowns."

"The Southern Zhou Dynasty is not easy to fight." Wei Zhong said: "The man called some generals to deduce the situation, and they all said that the Northern Xinjiang Army would definitely fall into the Southern Zhou Dynasty."

"Why!"

Huang Chunhui took a sip of wine.

"You think something is wrong?"

"I have said it before. King Qin swept across the Northern Liao, the great enemy that the Tang Dynasty could not defeat for hundreds of years, and destroyed Shi Ni, who forced the false emperor to escape to Shu. These people are eagles. Those so-called famous generals are

Shi Ni's defeated generals are like sparrows. If you let a group of sparrows chirp to judge the whereabouts of the eagle, do you think they can see it?"
To be continued...