Shaodi Chunxin

A few days later, it was the day of Pu Boming's funeral.

The sky began to rain lightly again.

Fang Jing brought plain clothes over a long time ago, before Yin Shi arrived, Fu Yuanqing got up, washed his face and hands with cold water, and brushed his teeth with green salt.

After everything was done, he began to wear plain clothes.

When he was straightening up, Chen Jing had already entered, and he was changing his clothes with his skirts in hand.

"There will be no classes in the inner school today. I will go with my ancestor." Chen Jingdao, "I heard that there are many people gathered outside Pu Mansion, mixed with fish and dragons. Don't worry about my ancestor going alone."

"I have the emperor's life, and no one will do anything to me." Fu Yuanqing said to him, "What's more, Wei Feilong from Beizhen Fusi was arranged today to escort me there with Jin Yiwei."

"I'll go with my ancestors." Chen Jing said.

"Chen Jing..."

Chen Jing tidied up his sleeves for him: "You don't need to persuade the old ancestor, I've made up my mind."

His tone was flat, but he was very firm. Fu Yuanqing sighed and did not persuade him any more.

Sitting on a stool, walked the middle road, left the imperial city from Chengtianmen, changed chariots and headed towards Pufu. In a trance, it seemed that someone had climbed the tower. Fu Yuanqing turned back to look at the majestic imperial city behind him. people who will show up.

"What is the old ancestor looking at?" Chen Jing asked him.

"I thought His Majesty would come to see him off." Fu Yuanqing said.

But His Majesty did not come.

After a while, Chen Jing asked: "What kind of person does the ancestor think the emperor is?"

"Why do you ask……"

"I'm just curious." Chen Jing said, "When I entered the palace, I looked exactly like the emperor. I lived, sat, and walked like an emperor, so that people couldn't tell if it was true or false. In the early years, it was enough to confuse the real with the fake. But... the emperor really is Is this like this? Is he the king and father of the world, an example? What does he think about when answering his ministers? What does he think about when he eats? What does he think about when he sleeps? He seems to be standing on the top of a lonely mountain. He is called the emperor. To love the people of the world... Does anyone love the emperor? Does the emperor need the love of others in his heart?"

Chen Jing's words stunned Fu Yuanqing for a moment.

He carefully thought about the years with the young emperor.

"When His Majesty ascended the throne, he was still a little apprehensive about being worshiped by all the officials. He looked around and finally saw me before he settled down." Fu Yuanqing said, "Later, he asked the emperor to give lectures. When learning calligraphy, he needed to use his feet to get to the case No one dares to hug the emperor to practice calligraphy. The young emperor has a strong heart and will not ask someone to hug him. He just stepped on the pedals and wrote each word. I can see him only when I go to see him and hold him in my arms to practice calligraphy. His already swollen wrist."

"I'm also meticulous during the sacrifices, and I've never lost my manners. However, I'm too young. When I come back from the Taimiao, I will fall asleep. If I put my arms around him, the young emperor will involuntarily slip into my arms..." Fu Yuanqing said , Those memories slowly came back, "Later, your Majesty got older and read more history books. He knew what it meant to be a rebellious minister and a thief, and also what it meant to bring the emperor to order the princes. He understood the art of the emperor and the art of controlling his subordinates." Then gradually alienated me..."

"Does the ancestor cherish His Majesty?" Chen Jing asked him.

The car became quiet, Fu Yuanqing sat with his sleeves folded and said nothing.

The capital city is not too small, but Pu Mansion is not too far away. As soon as we arrived at the intersection, the carriage couldn't move anymore. Fu Yuanqing saw countless young people in filial piety waiting on the road through the gauze curtain.

There are layers of white chrysanthemums on the surrounding high walls, so many that many pieces are trampled into mud on the ground.

"Has the Shuntian government sent people over?" Fu Yuanqing asked Wei Feilong who was following under the car, "There are not enough manpower to send Jinyiwei over here. There are too many people here, and there may be trouble."

"It's been like this since the past few days." Wei Feilong said, "The governor has drawn hundreds of brothers from Beizhen Fusi, and they are all in the nearby streets. It's just that the students who came to express their condolences after hearing the news are too If there are too many, you can't drive them away, and it's not easy to be rough on Shilin students. It can only be like this."

During the conversation between the two, the convoy finally slowly approached.

The gate of Pu Mansion, which was empty a few days ago, is now crowded.

"I can't walk anymore." Wei Feilong said, "It's full of people, and there are also people from the Pu family who came to prepare for the funeral."

Fu Yuanqing was about to lift the curtain to get out of the car, but Chen Jing grabbed his hand: "What is the old ancestor doing?"

"The car can't pass, so we will walk over."

"Get out of the car now, what if a group of people attack them? It's too dangerous." Chen Jing said.

"Yes, old ancestor, just wait a little longer." Wei Feilong said, "I'll let the people below clear the place."

"Don't hurt the students." Fu Yuanqing urged.

Just as he was speaking, the closed gate of the Metropolitan Governor’s Mansion on the opposite side of the street rumbled open, and more than [-] servants armed with long sticks rushed out, stretched the sticks across the fence, and forced a way out of the crowd, from the carriage to the entrance of the Pu Mansion. It will be smooth all the way.

The crowded crowd made a wave, and the noise kept coming and going.

Yang Lingxue walked under the car and said, "Palmprint, get out of the car. I will supervise you to go there."

The students were already restless.

Hearing the word "palm print" stirred up waves.The noise of the entire street itself gradually subsided, and in the silence, everyone looked at the carriage engraved with the dragon pattern as far as they could see.

After a while, Chen Jing got out of the car first, and then slowly walked out a person from the opened door.

Yang Lingxue was about to reach out to pick him up, but Chen Jing was ahead of him halfway, holding his wrist and leading him out of the carriage.

He is dressed in straight plain clothes and a white scarf on his head. He has a peaceful face, a tall and slender figure like a green pine, and a restrained temperament like a gentle jade, like a certain hermit master.

But soon someone reacted.

The students faintly became agitated, and began to crowd towards the carriage like a wave.

It's Fu Yuanqing, the treacherous eunuch!

Someone whispered among the crowd.

But no one dared to really speak insults.

Fu Yuan came in a chariot that symbolized the emperor, and he was under the emperor's order. At this time, it was the father who humiliated him.What's more, the hundreds of Jinyiwei led by Wei Feilong already held the saber in their waist, and their eyes were cold, and if anyone dared to act recklessly, they would kill them here.

The servants of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion firmly held their sticks horizontally to keep the crowd out.

But countless eyes of contempt and anger cannot be stopped.

In the eagle's eyes, Fu Yuanqing had completed the ten-foot road.He has received too much, and a literati writes like a knife, compared to this, this is nothing.

With the help of Chen Jing, he entered the gate of Pu Mansion. Pu Zhuguo, who was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, brought Pu Ying and others were already waiting at the gate. When he saw him enter, he wanted to pay respects to the emperor and kowtow to thank the emperor. The moment he knelt down, he was arrested Fu Yuanqing supported his wrist.

"My lord Zhu Guo beheaded me, so I am exempt from courtesy." Fu Yuanqing said, "Fu Yuanqing came to offer condolences on behalf of His Majesty, and my lord Zhu Guo's wishes will definitely be conveyed to the Holy One."

Pu Zhuguo stood up, and said respectfully and politely, "Thank you for the palm seal Fu."

"I also ask Master Zhu Guo to lead the way." Fu Yuanqing said again, "Go to Mr. Pu's mourning hall to express His Majesty's grief."

"Yes, this way please." Pu Zhuguo said.

The furnishings in Pufu seem to have not changed much from 13 years ago, but they are only stained with the traces of time.Pu Zhuguo and his family also showed traces of time.

He was naughty when he was young, and his father Fu Wei heard that Master Pu was good at educating people, so he asked Yang Lingxue's father, Yang Jisheng, to bring Shu Xiu to visit him, and Pu Zhuguo received him.

At that time, Pu Zhuguo was still young and had never served as an official, so he welcomed them in with a smile.

Father said: "The boy is naughty, I'm afraid Mr. Pu will not accept him."

Pu Zhuguo said with a smile: "My boy was like this when he was young, but after studying, he got better. Seeing that your little boy is smart and cute, my father must like it. Master Fu didn't dislike it, so he put it in my father's place." alright."

Then Pu Zhuguo squatted down and patted his head, and asked him, "Would you like to introduce a big brother to you? It would be good to have a playmate."

He remembered nodding his head.

Pu Zhuguo turned to his back and said, "Pu Ying, come quickly, I'll recognize a younger brother for you."

He looked back and saw that Pu Ying had just returned from shooting sparrows, she was holding a few sparrows in her hand, and asked him with a smile, "Would you like to roast sparrows together?"

Master Pu's mourning hall is located in the main hall, and the coffin is covered with layers of layers, and covered with various warp and weft, so he cannot see the teacher's face.

Fu Yuanqing stood in front of the coffin, took the three sticks of incense from Pu Zhuguo, bowed slightly and offered the incense.

But it doesn't stop there.

He was a member of the palace, and he came to express condolences for the emperor, and bowing his body to burn incense was already the most important gift.

After saluting, the master moved, and the Pu family knelt down to thank Long En.Kneeling densely from the main hall to the outer room.

Fu Yuanqing felt a little dazed, looked up at the patio, and saw the scattered light rain also seemed dazed.

The tedious etiquette was finally over, and Fu Yuanqing was invited into an accordion room and sat there blankly.

Chen Jing accompanied him, and after a while, a servant served tea, Chen Jing took it, tested the temperature, and handed it to his hand: "My ancestors, my condolences."

Only then did Fu Yuanqing come back to his senses, and smiled: "I am a member of the palace, and today's condolences are placed on the emperor's grief..."

It's not Fu Yuanqing's.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Chen Jing seemed to understand him, and said: "Master Pu has a spirit in heaven, and he will understand your difficulties."

It was almost daylight at last.

A suona sounded, and it was time for the funeral.

Suddenly there was a sound of howling and crying outside, men, women, young and old, all mourning.According to the funeral rules, after the funeral is sung at home, the coffin must be lifted out of the coffin.If the time has passed, it is disrespect to the ancestors.

But after the sound of mourning started, it went dark again.

Twice in succession, the coffin was not raised.

Fu Yuanqing felt something was wrong, stood up and opened the door and walked out, just as Pu Ying was about to enter.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yuanqing asked.

Pu Ying's crying eyes were red and swollen, and she choked and said, "Before raising the coffin, I should throw the basin to see me off. My father threw the basin, but it won't break. I'll throw it again, and the basin won't break."

A filial son throws a basin, and he is sent away after three falls.

During the funeral, the eldest son threw a basin to express his grief.

If the pot is broken, the coffin will rise.

If the eldest son throws the basin, if the basin is not broken, the eldest grandson will throw it.

If the basin is not broken when it is thrown twice, there must be something unfinished, and the person who died has never closed his eyes.

At this time, in order to avoid taboos, they will find a servant to throw a basin and forcefully lift the coffin. If any disaster happens in the future, it will also fall on the servant and will not harm future generations.

Pu Ying burst into tears and her voice was hoarse: "Lanzhi, my father-in-law refuses to leave! The father-in-law refuses to leave! Now the time has come, so I can only send him off three times. I feel ashamed!"

The sound of "Lanzhi" made Fu Yuanqing tremble all over.

He said slowly: "I'll go."

"You, what did you say?" Pu Ying cried faintly, she still didn't understand what he meant, and she was surprised to refuse after a while.

"You, your emperor's life is in your body, you can't do this." Pu Ying said, "You can't. I've already gone to find a willing servant in the house."

"I've already handled His Majesty's condolences, and the Pu family has also returned the gift. Now there is no emperor's order."

Chen Jing frowned: "Old Ancestor, don't do it! Throwing the filial basin three times is an extremely ominous thing. Even a servant has to pay a lot of money to make up for it. You are a body of thousands of gold, you can't be the one who throws the basin!"

Fu Yuanqing shook his hand: "I know you are worried about me. No need. If I can do something for Master, I will be happy in my heart."

Chen Jing wanted to say something more, but Fu Yuanqing had already made up his mind.

He took off the scarf, untied his straight clothes, and only wore a plain underwear. He knelt down to Pu Ying and said, "Master Pu, Fu Yuanqing has not entered the palace and has become a slave. Although he is humble, he is willing to replace Master Zhu. Mr. Ji Pu threw the filial piety bowl three times. If any ominous things happen in the future, I am willing to bear it all. I hope you will make it happen!"

Pu Ying looked at the kneeling man.

Tears are even more turbulent.

I couldn't even say a word.

The chopping suit was sent over.

Chen Jing changed his clothes for him.

Wearing a linen crown and beam, with the headband hanging down to the ears, wearing a double-breasted linen jacket, wearing a linen skirt with a waistband, Chen Jing said in a low voice, "The old ancestor is too thin."

Fu Yuanqing smiled: "Yes."

"I'm going to eat with my ancestors in the future. See you eat more."

Fu Yuanqing said again: "Okay."

Chen Jing took out the suga weave and knelt down on one knee: "I wear shoes for my ancestors."

Fu Yuanqing was startled, but did not refuse. He lightly stepped on Chen Jing's knee, supported Chen Jing's shoulder, and asked Chen Jing to tie Jian Xie to his ankle.

Chen Jing moved gently, treating his feet like treasures, with a gentle gesture.

Finally put on the chopping suit.

Chen Jing looked at him intently.

After a while, he handed the battle to Fu Yuanqing.

"I'm going." Fu Yuanqing said.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Fu Yuanqing opened the door and went out, everyone in the hall was shocked, Pu Zhuguo stood there dumbfounded.

Fu Yuanqing didn't say a word, and knelt in front of the mourning hall with his robe lifted, the incense in the yin and yang basin in front of him had dissipated.

"Teacher." He called out the title that he had not dared to say for 13 years, "Student Fu Yuanqing is here."

He kowtowed three times, held the basin with both hands, and threw it down without hesitation.

The basin shattered to the ground, and the crisp cracking sound resounded like thunder.

Pu Ying choked with sobs and said: "Sorrow and joy."

Sorrow and joy, like the most desolate cry, have circled the hall, and everyone is crying.

Fu Yuanqing knelt and knelt among the debris until the coffin was raised, until everyone left, his palm was pierced by the debris, and blood flowed heavily.

"Old Ancestor, it's over." Chen Jing helped him up, and Fu Yuanqing stood up, and with his support, he looked into the distance.

Pu Mansion was in a mess, and money was everywhere, and the students outside probably followed the funeral procession.The streets became empty.

Only Yang Lingxue and Wei Feilong were stepping inside, coming towards him.

The servants were cleaning up the mess.

There was still faint thunder in the western sky, but the light rain did not know when it stopped.

The world is fresh after the rain.

There was a light from the east.

On the way back, it was still early in the morning, and the breakfast shops in the capital had just been set up, and small merchants were carrying poles to the market.

"Can the old ancestor eat something before going back?" Chen Jing asked him.

Fu Yuanqing withdrew his thoughts and said, "Okay, let's make arrangements for everyone in Beizhen Fusi."

How could the breakfast shop have ever received such a big crowd? The owner was so frightened that he hurriedly added more seats.It took dozens of people to barely sit down.

One bowl of mutton noodle soup and cooking cakes per person.

The boss almost didn't have enough ingredients to prepare.

Fu Yuanqing always ate lightly, he only wanted a bowl of soy milk, and then saw Chen Jing asking for a jujube cake and putting it in front of him.

"The ancestor was exhausted just now, so eat more." Chen Jing said to him.

"I'm fine." Fu Yuanqing took a sip of soy milk while it was hot, "You don't have to worry about me."

"Aren't the ancestors afraid of disasters coming to them?"

"I only have these days left, so what if disasters add to me?"

Fu Yuanqing even smiled faintly. He looked up at the eaves opposite, and there was residual rain dripping: "When the first emperor was in power, a great Confucian insulted him. Emperor Xiao was furious and beheaded his ten clans. He also regarded his writings as rebellious. Speech. My father implicated the whole family because of hiding anti-poems. The Fu family was originally not a big family, so it disappeared."

"When my mother and sister died, I was detained by Jin Yiwei. I only saw their figures in the air before being dragged into prison. Later, the verdicts of my father and our brothers came down. My father was dismissed and cut in half, and my elder brother and I were Asked after the fall. My father was killed. I heard that on the day my father died, I struggled for a long time before leaving. I couldn’t hold back my father. Then my elder brother died of illness in prison. I don’t even know the whereabouts of his dead body.” Fu Yuanqing said slowly, he mentioned these things calmly now, as if these things happened to other people.

"I thought that a person like me would never be worthy of such things in this life. I didn't expect that in the end..." Fu Yuanqing said, "I